Lin Bao bent his arms and slapped the ground with his palms. He immediately rushed into the air and chased An Zhifeng, who was avoiding him, kicking seven or eight kicks. Each kick was full of force and actually kicked the air, making a sound like firecrackers.

‘Papapapapapapapapa…’ An Zhifeng yelled angrily, blocking his fists, elbows, feet, knees and left and right, quickly resolving a series of fierce attacks, and the last "Dianlong Seal Palm" hit him down.

Lin Bao bowed out of thin air and turned over and kicked him. His soles of his feet and An Zhifeng's palm were "bang" hard, and a strong wind stormed.

The two of them were shocked backward at the same time, but Lin Bao used this thrust to hug his knees and flipped over more than a dozen somersaults, directly rushing towards An Zhiyu, who was beaten to vomit blood.

An Zhifeng's face changed and he thought it was not good and he was trapped.

However, although he has high skills, he cannot fly in the air like a god. He can only wait until he falls freely and then leverages the force again.

As soon as Lin Bao's feet fell to the ground, he immediately rushed towards An Zhiyu, who was slamming his upper body like a strong leopard.

An Zhiyu, who had just stood firm, just pressed his palm and spit out the bloody smell from his chest. When he saw his opponent rushing back, his feet immediately turned rapidly on the ground like a compass, kicking five or six large stones on the ground out and shooting out, roaring at Lin Bao.

"Open!" Lin Bao shouted loudly, his momentum continued to rush out, his fists blew out like an iron hammer, and "Bang bang" exploded five or six stones.

"Going up the mountain!" An Zhifeng, who landed on the other side, chased behind Lin Bao. Seeing that this guy was really fierce and fierce, and his cultivation level exceeded that of his brothers, he immediately reminded his brother to go up the mountain because their dragon-like body skills were the most advantage in fighting in the air.

When An Zhiyu heard the sound, he immediately pushed the ground with his feet and rushed out, turned around and spread his legs and quickly pointed the ground, running towards the steep stone wall dug out of the quarry.

Lin Bao was chasing him relentlessly behind him, while An Zhifeng was chasing Lin Bao closely behind him.

Soon, three figures, the upper, middle and lower trends soared up along the steep mountain wall. The three of them were running up the upright mountain wall as if they were walking on flat ground.

This scene made Mr. Qi and others amazed. Now anyone can see it. At first, the An brothers said that it was enough to deal with Lin Bao alone. At this time, Lin Bao had already forced the two brothers to join forces. It was obvious who had better skills.

Secretary Su forgot the cold. He looked at this scene in a daze, and the words "martial arts movie" popped up in his mind.

An Zhiyu, who was standing up the cliff, had been injured by Lin Bao before and had not had time to recuperate. At this time, his blood and energy were not smooth. It was difficult to maximize his speed. Seeing that Lin Bao behind him was getting closer and closer.

As a last resort, he pushed his hands on the stone wall, and he fell down the mountain wall. He acted as a "Heaven Dragon Waving Tail", and kicked out a series of phantoms with his legs. Lin Bao, who was chasing him, was chasing him.

Lin Bao, who was swaying up, rolled his hands against the stone wall, and avoided it. When he passed by An Zhiyu, who was falling down, he slapped out with a palm.

An Zhiyu quickly came out to save himself, and the two of them slapped each other hard.

"Puff" An Zhiyu, who was already surging blood, choked out another mouthful of blood, and both sides were shocked to roll away from each other against the mountain wall.

After the delay between the two, An Zhifeng immediately chased after him, like a dragon, circling around the stone wall in the air, chasing Lin Bao with one punch and one foot.

The sound of "boom" was immediately heard, and both of them were extremely fierce. If they kicked out or punched down, there would be a hole in the mountain wall immediately.

An Zhiyu on the other side quickly pointed a few fingers on his chest, forcibly suppressed the blood and rushing in his body, took a breath, immediately kicked his feet and ran along the mountain wall. The two brothers immediately joined forces to attack Lin Bao in the air.

Three figures moved and dodged on the mountain walls in the air, attacking wildly and angrily, with a shocking momentum, making everyone who saw them feel extremely thrilling.

It is important to know that it is difficult for ordinary people to climb such a high mountain wall with bare hands, but these three guys are fighting freely on it.

I saw holes on the mountain wall being punched by the fists and feet of the three people. The shattered gravels from the stone wall fell like rain. The snow on the mountain was also shaken down the mountain wall, making the people watching the battle at the foot of the mountain unable to see the figures of the three people clearly, and only vaguely saw the outlines of the three people flashing quickly.

"Happy!" Lin Baosheng suddenly heard the sound of shocking shouts from all over the world.

Lin Bao, who was surrounded by the dragon-like body technique of the two brothers, attacked fiercely, took the air to use Ling Yan's incense stick. With a thunderous momentum, he suddenly grabbed An Zhifeng's wrist with one claw. He swung his arm and An Zhifeng's fat body drew half an arc. With a 'bang' sound, his back hit the stone wall, and the stone wall immediately cracked a large circle of spider patterns.

"Puff!" An Zhifeng was dizzy when he was hit on the spot, his throat became sweet, and his blood rushed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Bao rolled over the mountain wall and pressed over, lifted his elbow and shone his chest with a heavy blow.

Although An Zhifeng was dizzy when he was hit, his instinct as a top master still made him quickly push his palms to protect his chest.

A 'bang' hit the palm of the elbow with a heavy blow hit the defensive palm, and the back of the palm hit the chest. An Zhifeng's "puff" spurted out another mouthful of blood, and the cracked patterns on the stone wall behind him grew a circle again.

"Brother!" An Zhiyu screamed and rushed over desperately, following Lin Bao's fist and attacked.

As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands. The An brothers are masters among the masters. It is indeed difficult for Lin Bao to control the two at the same time. In addition, the two brothers have been practicing qigong together, and they can be said to be perfect. As soon as An Zhifeng was suppressed here, she was immediately kicked in the chest by An Zhiyu's desperate fighting style.

With a "bang", Lin Bao's back also shook a crack on the stone wall. A trace of blood choked out of the corner of his mouth. He quickly waved his hand and hung it on the stone wall behind him. He turned over and rushed up against An Zhiyu's fierce attack.

An Zhiyu pulled An Zhifeng, who was trapped in the stone wall, and was about to go down the mountain.

"Satisfactory! Come again!"

Lin Bao laughed wildly above his head. When the two brothers looked up, they saw that the guy had already rushed down the stone wall and rushed towards the two of them.

The two brothers were shocked, and they stepped on the stone wall with their feet and waved their palms to fight. Lin Bao rushed down from above with inertia, and brought out a series of phantoms with amazing momentum. He used the "Incense Twelve Palms" at the same time.

‘Bang bang bang…’ The sound of a continuous cannon was shaking, and the stone walls that the two brothers stomped to cracked at the same time, and An Zhifeng’s robe also exploded into a butterfly flying.

Lin Bao was not much better, and his downward momentum was forcibly curbed by the two brothers. The powerful impact force filled his body, and the white shirt on his upper body also exploded into a white butterfly flying.

The upper body of the three people has become ***. An Zhifeng is chubby, An Zhiyu is thin, and both brothers are obviously old and have loose skin. However, Lin Bao may be more young, and his muscles look extremely strong and stronger than ordinary young men. No wonder Kang Jiuxiang likes him.

"Hi!" Lin Bao, who was on his head and feet, suddenly exhaled, and the edges of his palms that suppressed the two brothers suddenly turned orange-red, like burning flames. His feet stepped on the stone wall and suddenly exerted force and pressed down.

The four palms were facing each other, and the three of them were slid down against the mountain wall at the same time. Lin Bao took advantage of the falling inertia and the speed of his feet pounding on the stone wall was getting faster and faster.

The three of them fell down the mountain wall like an elevator that had lost control, and the gravel that had been rubbed off was sensational.

Outsiders cannot understand the inside story. Only the An brothers know how much pain they are suffering at this time. They have both suffered internal injuries. At this time, a heat that can burn the meridians came from Lin Bao's palms.

The two brothers did not dare to relax at all, and tried their best to resist the fire poison and prevent them from attacking the heart.

However, in an instant, three figures fell to the ground, shaking rocks and snow.

The An brothers' feet penetrated deep into the pile of rocks and buried them to their knees. Their necks became thicker at the same time, and both spewed out a mouthful of blood on the stone wall, dyeing two bright blood-red flowers on the stone wall.

As Lin Bao turned over from the sky above the two of them, he poked his fingers out of each of his hands, like scissors, breaking the braids behind their heads.

He turned over and fell steadily with his braids, facing his back to the two of them, his chest was rising and falling, and he was panting. Obviously, both internal strength and physical strength were consumed very little.

The cold wind blew the snowflakes in the valley, and the quarry returned to peace, and the winner was decided.

Lin Zixian suddenly ran over with his legs. Old Master Qi and Secretary Su, who were shocked, looked at each other and walked quickly on the snow.

"Old man, are you okay?" Lin Zixian was worried when he saw the blood on the corner of Lin Bao's mouth.

Mr. Qi and Secretary Su both helped up the An brothers in front of the stone wall and asked about their injuries.

Seeing the two brothers looking shaky and pale as if they were paper-like, Lin Zixian couldn't help but think of taking your life while you were sick, leaving two such terrifying opponents, I'm afraid that they won't even sleep well, and Lin Bao couldn't guard himself every day.

As soon as Lin Zixian moved his steps, Lin Bao seemed to see what he meant and gently reached out to stop him.

After seeing the two braids in Lin Bao's hand, the An brothers raised their heavy and stiff hands and touched the back of their heads. Their faces instantly turned gray. The braids were the last thoughts of the Qing Dynasty, and they disappeared like this...

Lin Bao faced the two of them, raised the braids in his hands and said calmly: "For the sake of your master Tianlong Lama, you would rather die than surrender to the Japanese, today we only discuss the victory or defeat, regardless of life or death. The century-old grudge between us will be eliminated from today, okay?"

The An brothers nodded silently with a slight smile on their faces. The facts were in front of them. The two brothers were seriously injured and had no power to fight back. They were showing mercy to resolve their grudges.

The two of them also knew that Lin Bao was not a good person. If they dared to say the word "no", they would be afraid that the other party would immediately kill without hesitation. Moreover, they had already lost, and the loser had no bargaining power.

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