The fist wind roared fiercely, and the passing moment even made Jiang Han feel painful. It can be predicted that if he was hit by such a terrible fist, 99% of him would be seriously injured and lose his combat effectiveness on the spot.

"Is this the power of martial Taoism?"

Jiang Han's mouth was bitter. She had always been very proud of her talent and cultivation speed. She thought that her strength was not far from that of martial Taoism. Unexpectedly, the reality gave her a blow in the head.

Until this meeting, she realized that she was so weak in front of the real martial Taoist.

Just as Jiang Han gradually became desperate, a scream came from her ear.

In the park at night, the scream seemed very abrupt. It suddenly attracted the attention of all the people present. Pang Yong frowned, stopped and turned his head to the direction of the sound.

Jiang Han finally had a chance to catch his breath. While calming his rapid breathing, he went along.

I don't know when there was another figure in the open space. The other party was wearing a light gray hooded sweater. Most of his face was shrouded in his hat, and his face was covered with a piece of cloth obviously torn from his T-shirt. He couldn't see what it looked like.

Jiang Han was stunned by this strange dress. Then he turned his eyes to the two strong men lying at each other's feet.

Lin Lichuan gently exhaled and slowly retracted his fist.

When he was ready, he rushed out directly from behind the tree. While everyone focused on the battle between Jiang Han and Pang Yong, he resolutely launched a sneak attack on the remaining two strong men.

In fact, from the fight just now, we can see that although these strong men are tall and powerful, they are still at the level of ordinary people. At most, they are more sensitive and powerful. It is not difficult to solve them with Lin Lichuan's strengthened strength.

And that's the truth. With one punch, he easily knocked down the two people. Only he, Pang Yong and Jiang Han were still standing in the open space.

"Who are you? Why are you meddling in our black spider Gang?"

Pang Yong narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up and down at Lin Lichuan, and said coldly.

Lin Lichuan's heart jumped when he heard the speech.

"Are these guys from the black spider Gang?"

He subconsciously looked at the back of Pang Yong's hand, but did not find the dark spider tattoo in his memory.

"Friend, this is the private affair of our black spider gang. Please don't interfere. We owe you a favor." Pang yongpi smiled.

He still had some eyesight. Seeing the doubt and surprise on Jiang Han's face, he understood that the guy who suddenly appeared was not with Jiang Han. He thought it was a green head who wanted a hero to save the United States.

However, the man was stunned and returned to Leng. From the point of view that he had solved the actions of his two men cleanly, it was obvious that he still had some strength. At present, the most important thing was to seize Jiang Han first. Pang Yong didn't want to create complications. Only then did he move out of the name of the black spider gang and want to force the other party to retreat.

Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed. Lin Lichuan heard that he was just silent and slowly put on a fighting posture.

Seeing this, Pang Yong's face immediately became gloomy, while Jiang Han on one side was secretly relieved and quietly moved behind Pang Yong, ready to cooperate with the mysterious man to launch an attack.

"This man's skill is very sharp, no worse than me. If we join hands with him, it is possible to defeat Pang Yong!" Jiang Han turned his mind and gradually showed a firm look on her pretty face.

Pang Yong noticed her movements, suddenly sneered on his face and said in a deep voice, "why, you think you can compete with me with more helpers? It's naive!"

"You know nothing about the power of martial Taoism!"

With the voice falling, Pang Yong suddenly gave a low cry, clenched his fists, bulging his arms like a small snake, and his body expanded rapidly at the speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, he became a seven foot high angzang giant.

Pang Yong's body was already very big and not inferior to the brown bear. After expansion, it was even more exaggerated. His muscles were tied up and built up like stones. Standing there alone, a terrible sense of oppression came to his face, which made people suffocate.

For a time, Jiang Han was frozen in place. She only felt that what stood in front of her was not a human, but a ferocious prehistoric beast. The sense of oppression made her blood stagnate, and a faint sense of powerlessness sprang up in her heart.

"It turned out that this was the real strength of martial Taoism." Jiang Han smiled bitterly. If Pang Yong used this power at the beginning, she would have been defeated.

In the face of such terrible power, even if you unite with the mysterious man, I'm afraid there is no hope of winning.

Thinking of this, Jiang Han couldn't help but despair.

Pang Yong glanced coldly at Jiang Han and turned his eyes to Lin Lichuan. He planned to kill the ignorant guy first and deal with Jiang Han again.

"You should be honored. This is a new martial skill I mastered after I trained black tower skill to the peak. I have never used it in battle. You are the first person to see its real power, experience it well, and then die with fear!"

At the moment when the last word fell, Pang Yong hurried forward like a charging chariot, pounding with heavy steps towards linlichuan. The hard ground he passed was trampled out of holes with cracks all over by his steps, with a violent momentum.

Lin Lichuan looked very dignified and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Before that, he had never really fought with people. He never had a specific answer to what level his strength was at. Seeing Pang Yong's amazing appearance, he couldn't help beating drums in his heart.

At this time, Pang Yong had rushed forward in the blink of an eye, and his right fist, which expanded to the size of an ordinary person's head, was clenched and blasted out. With the violent roar, Pang Yong pounded Lin Lichuan's face like a loaded shell.

Before the fist arrived, a strong air wave rushed forward. As soon as Lin Lichuan breathed tightly, he didn't dare to keep his hand. He directly used his strongest skills.

In an instant, in a place invisible to the naked eye, the spiritual pressure of the whole body quickly gathered on Lin Lichuan's right hand. His whole body was full of strength, the green tendons of his right arm soared, his five fingers held together, twisted his fist and hit it hard, facing the huge fist that pangyong attacked fiercely.

A bone!

"Come on!"

Feeling the power contained in Lin Lichuan's fist, Pang Yong laughed wildly. The power on his hand increased a bit. The fist was like a gun. The next second he collided with Lin Lichuan's right fist in the void.

Boom!

In an instant, there was a deafening explosion, followed by the numbing sound of a crisp fracture. Under the attack of two fists, Pang Yong's fist and the whole right arm were smashed in an instant, and the empty door was wide open. Lin Lichuan's fist was allowed to drive straight into the center of his chest.

Jiang Han on one side only felt a flash in front of him. Pang Yong suddenly fell out and hit the street wall in the distance across a distance of more than ten meters. The whole person was deeply embedded in the wall, and the gravel rustled down, while his chest was a blur of flesh and blood, his eyes stared round, as if he had no breath.

The whole park was silent.