Vol 3 Chapter 1862: Killing the peak

"Bastard!"
Looking at the big bang, a stepping punch hit the Yanfeng ritual.
Yan Feng 绮 手 一 一 一 擒 擒 擒 擒 绮 绮 绮 绮 绮 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言 言
"Snapped!"
In the crisp sound, the ground fell heavily on the ground.
"Your boxing method is what I teach, so hey, you want to win me, you are still far away." Yan Fengyi said with a happy smile on his face.
Far from the smell of a bite, he flipped over the ground directly, and bent his foot to the foot of Yan Feng’s ritual. Yan Fengyi leaped gently and jumped back.
Looking far away from the body, he immediately shook his body and stood up from the ground. He sandwiched four crystal gems between his right fingers and threw them at the peak.
In the sound of "咻咻", four red lights flew to the front of Yan Feng.
Yan Feng’s ceremony was escaping.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, a red-yellow flame appeared in the church in a violent explosion, reflecting the church brightly.
With this opportunity, Sakura turned around and quickly ran out of the church.
She is very clear that with her present self, she is absolutely unable to overcome the slogan of being a burial organ.
"Hey, the time for the exam is not over yet." Yan Feng, who came out of the flame, said softly.
Speaking of a flash, quickly catching up with the distant escape, swiping and kicking out.
"boom!"
The attacking moment in the body flew out and flew out, until it hit the wall of the church, and then stopped and slid down the wall to the ground.
"Cough and cough."
The slap in the face of the abdomen ribs is painful and coughing.
"I would have liked to wait until a while to tell you the truth. Then I will appreciate the hateful and distorted beauty that you have emerged at that time. But since it has already been discovered by you, then I have to charge this in advance. The fruit that was planted ten years ago.
Yan Fengyi whispered as he walked toward the wall and stood up from the ground.
"Just I am a bit puzzled, how do you know this? This thing should be nothing but me and Archer, no one else knows. Hey. Can you tell me?"
"..." Far away from the corner of his mouth, his face showed a disdainful expression, Zhang mouth wants to say something. But before she could talk, a male voice suddenly rang in a quiet church.
"If you want people to know, unless you do."
Yan Fengyi stopped and turned to look at the direction of the voice.
"It's you. Ito Satoshi." Yan Feng’s expression was faint and he said softly, "Yes, from the beginning of your appearance, it has been very mysterious, and the things you do are also confusing, but what it looks like. I know the same. So only you may know the truth about the death of the minister."
Ito Cheng, who walked into the room from the large open door of the church, smiled lightly and did not speak.
"I admit, you have exceeded my estimate again, and even Archer has died in your hands. It seems that no one can stop you from becoming the winner of this Holy Grail war."
"I am very curious, what is the wish of people like you?" asked Yan Fengqi.
"Can I say that I have no desire at all?" Ito said with a smile.
"Of course, the Holy Grail war is not without my benefits. It is just what kind of benefits, I can't tell you." Then, Ito became a fan of the wind and said again.
The words of the peaks are silent.
"Speaking of the peak, let go and fight, this may give you a chance to live." After a moment of silence, Ito Cheng said to the words of the peaks and whispers.
Yan Fengqi did not speak, silently opened the bastard's hands frame, the body exudes a strong sense of oppression.
"Eight poles...the old saying is good, the text has Taiji's world. Wu has eight poles, and it is rare to meet you like a master who uses the eight poles. I will use Tai Chi to fight against you." Ito became a little feet. Separate shoulder width, hands gently with the frame, and whispered.
See you here. Yan Feng sighed and narrowed his eyes, and then rushed to Ito into the past.
"sweeping legs"
The rushing to the vicinity of Ito Satoshi’s body was short, and a sweeping leg swept to the bottom of Ito’s. Ito Sat gently jumped back and dexterously avoided. Then, Yan Feng’s body was lifted and the arm was drawn to the head of Ito’s body.
Ito became one-handed, and the sound of "砰" and the arm of the 绮 绮 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 , , , , , , , 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击 撞击The body was depressed, and then the palm of the hand pushed, vigorously pushing the words and sorrows out.
The horizontally flying out of the peak of the 绮 绮 踉跄 踉跄 踉跄 踉跄 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新 重新
Ito became in shape, still immersed himself in soft Tai Chi, and challenged him to raise his eyebrows.
The latter did not move, until four or five seconds later, finally finally pressed and did not want to hope to launch an attack on Ito. A direct hit hit the door of Ito.
Ito’s body is slightly on the side, letting the fist of the singer’s ritual, while the left hand is lifted, pressing on the arm of Yanfeng’s ritual, staggering under the foot, rotating the body, letting the other hand smash the waist The rib's fist slammed into the shoulders of Yan Feng's ritual with his shoulders.
"boom!"
Once again, Yan Fengyi was hit and flew out.
"Two tricks." Ito Cheng said without a pursuit.
Re-established the rhetoric of the peaks, frowning, slightly moving the shoulders from time to time, stunned shoulders, silently, then set off the posture, and re-engaged with Ito, and it seems to have made up the mind, It is not actively attacking.
"The eight poles that don't actively attack, huh~" Ito Chengxiao laughed.
Speaking of a glimpse, a step rushed to the front of Yan Feng, and punched the other's chest.
Although Tai Chi is called the feminine boxing method by the outside world, the correct way to practice the family knows that the most fierce boxing method in the world is Tai Chi. Even in terms of the degree of injury, the strong outbreak of Tai Chi cannon is not much weaker than the eight poles.
Yanfeng 绮 闪 避 避 避 避 , , , , 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避 避
Ito became a left-hander, blocking the elbow before the attack of Yan Feng, and retracting his arm along the strength of the elbow, and let the body open. Then Yan Fengyi moved his elbows sideways and stepped on his feet, forced to insert it into the leg of Ito, trying to destroy his center, and then hit a short inch punch to the chest of Ito.
Ito Satoshi retired on one foot and repositioned his center of gravity. At the same time, he turned his back on the foot of the right foot of the singer, and while he was hiding from the attack, the body slammed into the shoulder again with a shoulder. On the shoulder of Feng Qili.
"boom!"
Yan Feng’s ritual was unsteady, and he walked away.
Ito Cheng, who has stabilized her body, stepped forward and grabbed the shoulders of Yan Feng’s ritual. The five fingers dragged down his arm like a claw and fell directly to the wrist of Yan Feng’s ritual, backwards. Yan Feng’s body once again fell uncontrollably to Ito’s side.
The peaks and rituals with rich experience in combat are also simply, and the direct focus will be on the opposite side, and the same shoulders will be hit by Ito.
Ito Seng closed his hand sideways, his hands clenched into fists, and his arms slammed into the head of Yan Fengyi.
"Call~砰!"
In the blink of an eye, Yan Fengyi felt that his head was dizzy, and his eyes could not help but start black.
Then, Ito Shun continued to progress to the side of the body swaying, and his hands were open, and he held the head of the sacred rites from the left and right, and then lifted from the ground, through the ankles and legs. The movement of the waist and arms twisted out a force of circumscribing, and slammed the head of Yan Feng’s ritual.
In a short time, I heard a "click" and a crisp sound, and the body of Yanfeng’s ritual immediately rolled and fell to the ground.
"boom!"
Ito Shun stepped back and looked down at Yan Feng.
I saw the words and rituals at this time, the eyes were violent, the mouth and nose were flush, and the neck was extremely twisted to the side with a degree that violated the human skeleton mechanics, and stayed on the ground, quickly losing life.
Obviously, under the Taijiquan trick, Yan’s neck was directly twisted into several pieces, completely losing the hope of being alive.
However, if you think about it, although Yan Fengli is a famous activist, and the heart is replaced by the power of black mud, but the strength is not very strong, and the heart is less important, but in the general structure or An ordinary human being, so after the critical point of the neck connection is severely dealt with, it is really strange if he does not die.
Because that means that he is no longer a human being, but a dead man who has become a dead body!
"If you don't hate it, just use the short sword you brought with him." Ito Cheng gently exhaled the turbidity and turned to look far and wide and said softly.
"No, people are already dead, what is the point of revenge." Far-forwardly said.
"Okay, follow you." Ito can't help but shrug his shoulders, turning his hands and turning out a few crystal gems, and his hands are projected onto the body of Yan Feng.
"boom!"
In an instant, a fiery flame slammed out, and in the twinkling of an eye, the rumors of the ground swallowed in and blazed.
Far from holding the body to the side of the fire, silently watching the body of the blazing blaze that was burned by the fire.
After a few minutes, the magic flame went out, revealing the rumors that had been turned into a group of ashes.
"Let's go, let's go back." Ito Cheng whispered. Then she walked to the side of the distance, and she couldn’t help but say that she was hugged by the princess and walked out of the church.
"What are you doing!?" screamed. (to be continued