Zhao Yang and Lao Zhou were standing at a distance of more than ten meters, and neither of them moved again. Instead, they looked at each other, with no waves on their faces.

But they both know that the fight of that fist just now made their hands numb. The power of that fist was enough to knock down a big tree.

After a while, Lao Zhou suddenly laughed, "that's a little interesting. Your Kung Fu is good. It's fun to fight with you like this."

Zhao Yang cold hum a way: "beat with me of person, lose to die finally."

"I will end your unbeaten myth today." Old Zhou said with a sneer.

As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly rushed to Zhao Yang. Then in the middle of the road, he saw that his hands formed palms and he went to Zhao Yang for several palms.

Lao Zhou's palms sealed Zhao Yang's whole body. Others didn't know, but Zhao Yang was clear. He knew better than anyone that if Lao Zhou's palms hit him, he would be seriously injured.

But how can Zhao Yang, who has been through many battles, be defeated so quickly? Zhao Yang had already fought back when Lao Zhou blasted out these palms. He put his hands together and roared forward.

Then a huge energy flew out of Zhao Yang's palm.

If the energy can be seen, then it must be a magnificent sight at this time. The huge energy from Zhao Yang's hands flew to Lao Zhou, and the energy of Lao Zhou's hands flew to Zhao Yang.

The energy of the two sides met in the middle, and then a few loud noises came. Two huge forces collided, like an explosion, which produced a strong wind and waves, lifted the tables and chairs in the hall and flew out on both sides. The scene was full of wolves.

This is a lot stronger than just now.

Zhao Yang rushed forward at this time, and Lao Zhou also rushed to Zhao Yang.

In less than two seconds, they began a close fight.

Close combat is Zhao Yang's best, so he is not afraid to fight with Lao Zhou.

They hit fast, the speed of their fists was like the wind and fire wheel, the strength of their fists was like a cannon, and every punch was banging.

Two people's fists are like iron hammers, the people who see them are frightened.

Sunisa is watching the fierce battle between them. Her heart has been scared and fluttering. She doesn't worry about Zhao Yang any more.

She would rather sacrifice herself than hurt Zhao Yang a little.

In this way, nearly three minutes later, their speed and strength remained unchanged.

At this time, the two hit each other again.

With a bang, they flew backward again.

This time, Lao Zhou had a back somersault in the air. After landing, he nodded on the ground, stopped his body, stamped his feet on the ground again, and flew to Zhao Yang like a rocket.

Zhao Yang also landed at this time, but Lao Zhou was about to come to him.

Zhao Yang stamped his feet on the ground and sped out behind him.

Lao Zhou chased Zhao Yang. Zhao Yang knew that if he hit him, he would be seriously hurt.

Zhao Yang quickly used his kung fu, palmed his hands and rushed out to the other side.

With a bang, Zhao Yang's body sped back and flew out.

Then he hit the wall heavily. He didn't have time to deal with the injury. After he landed, he immediately flashed to the side and dodged.

But Lao Zhou didn't take advantage of the victory. He stood in the same place, looked at Zhao Yang with a sneer and said, "boy, your Kung Fu is just like that."