Chapter 510

Qi Kunlun's body was flabby and standing. Looking at Yang Zhibao, he said, "ready?"

Yang chibao sneered and said, "don't mistake yourself. If you give me a hand, I have the right to fight back. If you are killed or injured in my hand, others can't catch up with me!"

Qi Kunlun didn't speak. As soon as he raised his right hand, he sank into his abdomen, and then hit out directly with a fist!

It was a silent blow, not even a strong one, just like a punch that was usually pushed out.

"Dying!" Yang Zhibao's eyes glittered with cold light, his body trembled, and his goose bumps exploded. His muscles turned like iron bars, which made a loud blast. In the first step, he was greeted by a smashing fist against Qi Kunlun's fist.

"Bang!"

The fist makes a dull sound.

Wensi squints to see that Yang Zhibao's fist which touches Qi Kunlun is broken. Then, his arm, which is as tight as steel, suddenly feels soft as noodles, like a dough which is carried by a chef. His whole arm vibrates with irregular waves! Look again, Yang Zhibao's face has gone cold. Instead, it's white. After the wave shakes along his arm to his shoulder, Yang Zhibao's whole body flies back.

He was only two meters away from the wall. With a roar, his body hit the wall. The solid wall sank. Half of his body almost sank in.

Seeing this scene, Wen Sishun's eyes beat continuously, and his fear reached the extreme.

Just now, Qi Kunlun had a fist. He could see it clearly, stood still, understated it, and didn't even use the spiral force of turning his waist and twisting his crotch! Yang Zhibao's fist, however, is made with all his strength, holding Qi and blood, containing strength, agitating the fascia, and cooperating with his feet. When he goes up to the front, his hind foot spins at a point to drive his body and send strength into the fist.

But in this way, Yang Zhibao was destroyed by Qi Kunlun.

His whole right arm was flabby, no bone was good in it, almost all of it was shattered. He was also bleeding from the mouth and nose when he was in the wall. The whole person was ignorant and would die at any time.

Qi Kunlun took back his fist, looked cold, and said: "it's not bad, but the brain is not enough."

Wen Sishun took a breath of cool air and said, "congratulations to Qi Shuai!"

Qi Kunlun didn't bother him. He put his hand in his pocket and walked slowly to the door.

Yang Zhibao wakes up a little and looks at Qi Kunlun. His eyes reveal his unwillingness. He says, "what realm have you reached in the end?"

Qi Kunlun ignored him and walked out of the gate step by step.

Yang Zhibao's head fell down, his mouth slowly flowed blood, and then coughed violently. His arm was not only shattered by that fist, but also his lungs were damaged.

"I said you don't rush to provoke him. The tiger will never die. What's more, it's a dragon." wensishun forced Yang Zhibao out of the wall and helped him to sit down.

Yang Zhibao's face was pale without any blood. He smiled bitterly, raised his head, and said, "it seems that my Yang family can't avenge this!"

Wensishun shook his head slightly. Even if Qi Kunlun was really removed from all his posts, he could not be provoked by other people. He was definitely a character like Ning Changsheng, who could fight against the country!

"I just don't know who is stronger between the legendary Central South sword immortal and our God of war!" Wen Sishun looks at the back of Qi Kunlun's departure and thinks.

Yang Zhibao asked, "elder brother, do you see what level his kung fu has reached?"

Wensishun smiled helplessly and said: "where can I see it? You let those people hiding in the shadow behind the rostrum have a look. Maybe there's a little chance to see it. "

Yang Zhibao's body trembled and said, "you mean"

"yes, if he wants to kill here, no one can live." Wen Sishun said such a sentence as relieved. The farce was over at last. His task was over, which made him feel relaxed.