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In the last five floors, Zhao Yang tried his best. The Qi in his elixir field was continuously transported to his body, which provided him with strength and helped him break his limit in the last five floors, and his speed was once again improved to a higher level.

If it is normal, Zhao Yang will feel that he has broken through the bottleneck, the explosive force and speed, all up a step.

But at the moment, he has no mind to consider this problem, all his attention is on the rescue of Zhao muxue.

He must try his best to rush up to the top floor of the 38th floor in half an hour, otherwise his light snow will fall from the 38th floor.

If Zhao Yang broke through the bottleneck, it must be Zhao muxue, because he did not allow Zhao muxue to have an accident, so he had to force himself to rush to the 38th floor in half an hour.

Soon, Zhao Yang rushed to the top of the 38th floor, but there was an iron door, which was locked with a lock.

Next to the iron door stood two strong men.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Yang raised his pistol, aimed at the two men, knocked the trigger, and wanted to shoot each other to death.

It turned out that the pistol was empty.

Zhao Yang threw the pistol away, and then raised his wrist. There was only one and a half minutes left, and it would be half an hour.

He didn't have time to talk nonsense with each other, only to see that he exuded a strong murderous spirit, staring at each other, two people said: "go away!"

Then Zhao Yang rushed to the two men.

Zhao Yang rushed to the two men and hit the man on the right with his right hand.

At the same time, the man also clenched his fist and went to Zhao Yang.

The two did not have any fancy action, so they bumped hard and hit each other fist to fist.

With a bang, Zhao Yang frowned. He felt as if his right fist had hit an iron fist.

Then the next moment, Zhao Yang felt a huge force rushing to his fist.

Neijiaquan? Hard Qigong?

Zhao Yang pushed his feet on the ground and stepped back quickly.

And this strong man, too, stepped back a few steps and hit the iron door heavily.

Zhao Yang retreated a distance of more than two meters, which stopped. It was not the strength of the opponent's fist, but Zhao Yang automatically retreated. In the blow just now, Zhao Yang found that there was a strong internal force on the opponent's fist. If this internal force intruded into his fist, his hand would at least be numb.

If his hand is numb, the other side has another master who can take advantage of it. When the time comes, he can be defeated directly.

The man with Zhao Yang banged heavily against the iron door, and then stood up. The iron door behind him was dented. We can see the power of Zhao Yang's fist just now.

However, the man didn't seem to have anything at all. He stood up and looked at Zhao Yang excitedly. At the same time, he was shaking his right fist.

"Yes, it's powerful." The man smiles at the man beside him and says, "it seems that some of them have played today."

Zhao Yang has no time to talk nonsense with each other. He takes out two throwing knives and quickly throws them at each other.

Flying knife with cold light, to the other two people's heart above the mouth flew in the past.

Obviously, the two enemies did not expect that Zhao Yang would suddenly use this method, so they were not able to dodge.

Zhao Yang knew that the end had been decided. When he just raised his feet and walked forward, he suddenly found that the dagger he threw out, which reached the other side's heart, could not pierce the other side's flesh and skin, so it fell to the ground.

Zhao Yang stopped and was completely stupid.

It's really hard Qigong! Zhao Yang reacted quickly and frowned.

With less and less time, he had to quickly get rid of the two hard Qigong practitioners in front of him.

Zhao Yang takes a deep breath and rushes to the other side again. This time, his speed is improved to the extreme, and the Qi in his body is also improved to the extreme.

For snow! I'm fighting with you!

Zhao Yang rushed to the man in front of him again. The other party thought that Zhao Yang would blow a fist at him as he did last time. So he also clenched his fist and blasted out at Zhao Yang. This time, he tried his best to prepare for another attack with Zhao Yang. This time, he believed that Zhao Yang's hands would be discarded at least, because he believed in his hard Qigong strength.

But another cuntou man didn't start. He believed that his companion could cope with Zhao Yang. Even if he couldn't, at least he wouldn't get hurt, because they practiced hard Qigong golden bell jar, and they both practiced to a very high level. Not to mention fists, even bullets can't do much damage to them.That with Zhao Yang to bang flat headed man, in the fist of that moment, suddenly found Zhao Yang disappeared in front of his eyes.

How fast! But the strength of his golden bell cover is not covered, so no matter how fast Zhao Yang's speed is, he is not afraid. Anyway, every inch of his body is protected by the golden bell cover. Even if he lets Zhao Yang fight, he won't get hurt.

Zhao Yang flashed behind the man with a flat head, and without saying a word, his right fist mixed with inner strength rushed to the other side's spine.

This time, Zhao Yang didn't use triple strength. He used a skill of Ruoshui school, called Ziyang Gong.

I saw him in the flat head man's back spine quickly blow out a few punches.

After a few punches, Zhao Yang didn't stop at all. In a flash, he flashed to the other cuntou man.

The cuntou man had already been prepared, so when Zhao Yang flashed over, his fist waved out and roared at Zhao Yang.

However, in Zhao Yang's eyes, the speed of this cuntou fist is very slow, which can't affect him at all.

See Zhao Yang to the side of a flash, and then the next moment like a ghost general flash to the cuntou man behind. Then he clenched his hands and rushed to the man's spine.

Cuntou man has a golden bell shield, so he is not afraid of Zhao Yang's attack. Besides, even if he wants to defend, it's useless, because Zhao Yang's speed directly kills him a few blocks.

Cuntou man disdains Zhao Yang's tickling fist. He says to Zhao Yang, "can you use some strength? The power of your fist is worse than tickling. "

Zhao Yang stopped and stood firm, facing the cuntou man, then said with a smile: "I believe you will soon be able to feel the pain."

As soon as Zhao Yang's voice fell, the first flat headed man hit by Zhao Yang's "tickle" fist suddenly let out a cry of pain, and then fell to the ground without warning.

The flat headed man's face was full of pain. The pain had already made him cry out and twisted the muscles on his face.

The flat headed man wanted to stand up, but when he made an effort, he suddenly found a sharp pain in his spine.

He then tried several times, but failed.