Chapter 572

The sword God looked at Shi Xingfan lightly: "since you want to die, I will complete you. From now on, there will be no more historian boxing!"

Shi Xingfan said with a faint smile, "you underestimate Shijia boxing, don't you?

Maybe I will die and Shijiazhuang will die, but shijiaquan will never disappear.

As long as there are Chinese martial arts and people who love Chinese martial arts, shijiaquan will always be handed down!

It's your kind of practice that is pushing the national art to the brink of extinction. It's extremely stupid. "

"You dare laugh at my dream!"

The sword God said coldly.

"I never laugh at other people's dreams unless they are just terrible ambitions, crazy enough to affect other people's safety and life."

Shi Xingfan said, "listen, everyone, if I die, you don't have to be sad or fight again. Run away and spread the Shijia fist.

Don't forget our ancestral motto. Shijiaquan exists to protect our country.

If you want to make money, I have no objection, but don't go too far.

That's it. I wish you luck! "

The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he goes!

At this time, Shi Xingfan gives people the feeling that he has given up his life.

He intends to do something for the world and historian boxing before he dies.

"Boring!"

The sword God was still indifferent and didn't pay attention to Shi Xingfan at all.

However, at this time, Shi Xingfan moved.

The old man in his fifties did his best and made what might be the last attack.

Shijiaquan, at this moment, seems to reproduce the battlefield of that year.

Shi xingzu roared, "don't die, old man. Although I hate you, it's just a different way.

I don't want you to die! "

He wants to help, but he has his own task. He must protect the roots of Shijiazhuang.

Shi Xingfan smiled and blew his fist at the sword God.

The violent breath broke the mask of the sword God directly, revealing the face under the mask.

Shijiazhuang's eyes are red.

They knew that the patriarch had to sacrifice himself in exchange for the safety of Shijiazhuang.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, their fighting spirit broke out. Facing the two men of the sword God, they ate like angry wolves.

Bang bang!

The sound of impact kept ringing, and the sword God kept retreating.

There was shock in his eyes.

It's really difficult to judge a person's potential. Obviously, Shi Xingfan is much weaker than him, but the battle after the outbreak of full strength is so terrible that even he feels a little hard.

Of course, what he's really good at is the knife.

So far, he hasn't even cut.

Shi Xingfan showed all the 72 way Shijia boxing. During this period, the sword God kept retreating, and even bruises appeared on his arms.

Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

It can be seen that Shi Xingfan really played a stronger strength than usual.

The power of Shijia boxing is really good.

With the effect of vigorous Qi, you can really kill a cow with one punch.

"Ha ha, that's good. I've seen the 72 way Shijia boxing today.

It's a pity that the guy is not here, otherwise he will be very happy.

His strength is stronger than you, but it's a pity that shijiaquan's attainments are not as good as you.

But now, your 72 way historian fist has been transmitted to him through your mobile phone.

I believe that in the near future, he will become the real representative of shijiaquan. "

The sword god suddenly laughed and Langsheng said.

Shi Xingfan was out of breath at this time. Facing the sword God, he really felt powerless.

The sword God is too strong.

He has done his best, but he can't seriously hurt each other.

If the other party is not busy snapping, I'm afraid he can't hurt the other party at all.

"Who is he?"

Shi Xingfan cares more about the man in the mouth of the sword God.

"Don't you remember? Once the first genius of Shijiazhuang was ten years old at the age of 25! That is what you call the peak martial arts master. "

The sword God smiled jokingly.

"History is invincible!"

Shi Xingfan exclaimed.

"Yes, you still remember him. He is the key training person of our organization now.

That Li Yulong was also a pity. "

The sword God shook his head. The head of the organization was always unhappy with Li Yulong's death.

Li Yulong is young and strong. He is definitely the hope of the organization in the future. Unfortunately, he was planted in the sky and sea. He doesn't even know who did it.

People in Shijiazhuang know that Shi is invincible.

When Shi Wudi was 25 years old, he was able to draw with Shi Xingfan.

Later, because of his perverse behavior, he killed several children of his peers in the village, and shot for no reason.

Just because you want to prove yourself strong.

He was seriously injured by Shi Xingfan and Shi xingzu and fell off the cliff.

Unexpectedly, Shi Wudi was still alive, and he even joined the Dao God organization.

"OK, today's extra task has been completed. Shi Wudi will be very happy.

Next, it's time to kill you! "

The sword God finally made his sword.

The cold light of the knife flickered under the light, showing a terrible cold, like a weapon taken out of Jiuyou hell.

In the twinkling of cold light, Shi Xingfan screamed, and one arm was cut off.

Fortunately, he predicted the danger in advance, otherwise, he was afraid that the arm would be removed.

"Everybody, run!"

Shi Xingfan said loudly.

Because he knew that he didn't even have the ability to die together.

The sword God didn't give a knife. He still had a chance. The moment the sword God pulled out his knife, he knew that he really had no chance.

"Can you escape?"

The sword God sneered, "you are dead. Who else can protect them?"

"Go to Tianhai and find the Xiao family!"

Shi Xingfan knows that only the Xiao family can keep his Shijiazhuang now.

"Jiangnan Xiao family?"

The sword God thought, "I've heard of it, but do you expect a new family to save you?

Even the top ten families can't save the people we want to kill, not to mention the Xiao family.

Kill! "

After talking, he suddenly rushed out.

Shi Xingfan has been injured. How can he resist this terrorist attack.

You can only choose to dodge again.

However, Dao mang still left a deep bone scar on his back.

"Big brother!"

"Patriarch!"

The people over there were angry.

However, it can only be anger, because they can't help.

In the face of the sword God, they are afraid they can't live for a second.

Shi Xingfan can only dodge desperately in front of the sword God. What can they do?

Moreover, their opponents are not easy to provoke.

"Ah --"

A scream came out again. Shi Xingfan was stabbed through his body. His blood had dyed his clothes red, and he was hung on the knife like that.

He's strong, but he's stronger!

Obviously, the other party has surpassed the level of vigorous Qi and become a real national martial artist.

"My God, your mother!"

Shi xingzu was angry. He really couldn't see it anymore.