Chapter 627

"Now sister Xiang doesn't want to see anyone!" The strong man stared at the middle-aged man in front of him.

In his mind, Liu Xiang is worth protecting with his life, and he also knows that the people in front of him have been plotting against Liu Xiang.

"It seems that Liu Xiang really has a loyal and good dog." The strong man's mouth suddenly burst into a smile, "but in front of me, you'd better put your teeth away, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

But the strong man was not afraid at all, and still said coldly, "I said, sister Xiang doesn't want to see anyone!"

"It seems that you really turn a deaf ear to my words." The middle-aged man's voice fell, and the three men behind him whispered and rushed towards the strong man at the same time.

The three men are agile, and their fists and feet contain strong internal Qi.

The strong man knew the skills of the three men, so he didn't dare to be careless at all. He roared, "devil's fist!"

The black evil spirit appeared on his body. The evil spirit condensed on his fists and went up against the attack of the three people.

"Bang!" The strong man hit a man's fist with a fist. Their internal Qi collided and made a dull noise.

This strong man has a strong evil spirit of the demon sect and stronger physical strength. Shen Feng didn't take any advantage in his hands.

After one punch, the strong man directly smashed his opponent out.

The man had just flown out, and the other two attacked from the left and right.

"Broken bone kick!" One of them, with his legs full of Qi, swept fiercely to the side of the strong man.

"Broken wind fist!" The other man also gave a low cry and hit the strong man on the chest.

The strong man looked at the attack of the two men, shot like lightning, and grabbed the fists and feet of his opponents respectively.

The two men were also rare experts. When they saw the strong man's hand coming, they immediately changed the attack track and continued to attack.

The strong man is good at strength, and his agility is still worse. Moreover, the two men's attack angle is very tricky, and they don't give him a chance to dodge at all.

"Drink!" The strong man gave a low drink, took a deep breath and took a steady horse step.

"Bang!" The broken bone kicked firmly on his side and made a dull noise.

Although the man kicked, he felt a sharp pain in his leg, as if he had kicked on a steel tank.

At the same time, another man's broken wind fist also hit him in the chest.

Similarly, the man felt his wrist hurt and his arm numb.

"What!" The two men looked at the strong man with a look of shock because he looked almost nothing.

Just when they were surprised, the strong man clamped one of his arms. First, he clamped his legs under his ribs, and then grabbed the arm in front of his chest and made a sudden effort.

"Click." A joint dislocation came, and a scream came from the two populations at the same time.

"Get out of here!" The strong man roared and threw them out at the same time.

In fact, after he resisted their attack, he didn't have nothing. He also felt that his internal organs trembled, but he was forced to suppress it with internal Qi.

"Pop pop." The middle-aged man looked at his three men being defeated and clapped with a smile: "it seems that I really underestimate you at ordinary times."

"Those who know the truth are waiting here!" The strong man said in a deep voice. He just looked at him coldly, but he didn't give in at all.

"You should know who you're talking to." The middle-aged man's face showed a cruel color, and then his palm flew over and attacked the strong man directly in front of him.

The middle-aged man's palm attack seemed ordinary, but the strong man didn't dare to be careless at all, because the middle-aged man's position in the organization was on an equal footing with Liu Xiangping.

"Devil's fist!" The strong man roared again, and the black evil spirit on his fist condensed, facing the attack of the middle-aged man.

"Bang!" The fist and palm hit each other, and their internal Qi made a dull sound, but after the dull sound, the strength of the strong man's fist was dissolved in an instant like a clay ox into the sea.

Then, a gentle force burst out of his palm and directly scattered the evil Qi on his fist.

"What!" The strong man's eyes widened. He didn't know what had happened.

"Click." A crisp sound came from his fist, and a sharp pain came from his hand. He quickly took back his hand.

Although he closed his hand in time, his hand was still shaking, with severe pain on his fingerbones and metacarpal bones.

"Stop it." The middle-aged man sneered. If the strong man hadn't stopped in time, his arm would have been wasted.

"What's your move!" The strong man murmured.

"There's no need to tell you any moves." The middle-aged man smiled calmly and strode forward.

The strong man vaguely felt that he was not his opponent through only one move, but he would never let the other party enter the basement.

"Evil spirit turns into form!" The strong man uttered a low roar, and the black evil spirit around his body began to condense at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant turned into a black battle axe nearly two meters long.

The Tomahawk is full of evil Qi and a violent smell.

"Kill!" The strong man gave a low roar, held it with his hands like lightning, and then the muscles of his arms bulged and fiercely cleaved up at the middle-aged man.

"Interesting." When the middle-aged man saw the fierce axe coming, his eyes showed a trace of cold.

His body slammed to one side and escaped the attack of the Tomahawk.

"Bang!" With a sound of, the black Tomahawk cleaved directly on the floor, and the whole ground trembled, splashing countless fine sawdust.

"The strength is sufficient, but the accuracy is poor." The middle-aged man gave a low cry, put one foot on the Tomahawk and swept away with one foot.

With the lesson just learned, the strong man didn't dare to fight with him. While dodging, he pulled his arm hard and cleaved up with wood fragments, but he was still hidden by the middle-aged man.

"It's really boring. You'd better end the battle early." As soon as the middle-aged man's body stabilized, he rushed up like a ghost. At the same time, the cold light in his hand flashed, and a very thin silver needle flew to the big hole in the middle-aged man's chest.

The speed of this silver needle is very fast. It would be difficult to detect it if it wasn't mixed with internal Qi.

"Not good." The strong man looked surprised and immediately protected his axe in front of him.

"Ding." A crisp sound of steel exchange sounded on the battle axe