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Volume 3: Dance of Demons Chapter 521: Fight

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    Jin Hengquan snorted coldly. His eyes calmed down. He quickly stepped back with his right foot. He turned his body to the right and rear. The position of his thigh changed instantly. It turned into a knee strike from Song Daoming on the outside of his thigh. Jin Hengquan remained motionless.  .Only his right foot took half a step back slightly. However, Song Daoming had one foot in the air, revealing a flaw for a moment. Jin Hengqun's left hand suddenly grabbed the right hand connected to Song Daoming, pulling Song Daoming's body over.  Immediately, he quickly released his left hand. The moment his left hand left, he made a fist with five fingers and rushed towards Song Daoming's chest to punch hard. But Song Daoming was also experienced. At the moment when Jin Hengqun punched brazenly, Song Daoming raised his hand.  Gao raised his right leg again. Then he kicked his calf high into the air. It formed a straight line with his right foot that was still firmly on the ground. He kicked Jin Hengqun's left arm forcefully, knocking Jin Heng into the air.  Kun's left arm was kicked high and deviated from its original trajectory. It hit Song Daoming an inch on the left side of his cheek. It missed the target. It was shocking. Such a simple and neat fight, yet full of turbulent and strange momentum.  .Only these two men with extraordinary backgrounds can do it. I stood quietly under the high platform and watched the fight between Song Daoming and Jin Hengqian. My eyes narrowed slightly. My arm was kicked by Song Daoming.  Gao's fist missed, but Jin Hengqian's left fist changed again. The fingers opened and closed again, and turned into a palm blade. He slashed diagonally towards Song Daoming's neck. Song Daoming's waist suddenly sank, and his head tilted slightly to the left.  His right shoulder suddenly rose. His shoulder stood up like a mountain. He blocked Jin Hengqun's diagonal slash. At the same time, Song Daoming also grabbed Jin Hengqin's unusable right hand and stretched out his left hand.  A punch came from behind, hitting Jin Hengqun's upper right abdomen hard. Jin Hengqian grunted, with a trace of blood showing at the corner of his mouth. But he was not afraid. He took the punch forcefully, and then he also came down.  At that moment, Jin Hengqian's left hand fell on Song Daoming's shoulder and grabbed Song Daoming's right shoulder. He pinched it suddenly, with his thumb in front and four fingers behind. Then he broke it hard. Song Daoming's face froze in vain, and his face suddenly showed.  Pale. At the same time, he showed a bit of pain. He exchanged his hands with his chest. This man Jin Hengqun was really terrifying. From the beginning to the end, Jin Hengqiu stood firmly on the spot without moving at all. Jin Hengqiu's left hand suddenly moved.  Pushed. Song Daoming was shaken so hard that he backed away. He took two steps back before he could stand firm. Song Daoming covered his right shoulder with his left hand. A somewhat gloomy look appeared on his face. He praised: "Jin Donor is very experienced and fierce.  "I really admire you." "Thirty years ago, it would have been difficult to tell the difference between male and female. Today, it is indisputable." Jin Hengqun said calmly, his eyes unchanged. "You are old." These words are extremely obvious.  Hitting Song Daoming. Song Daoming laughed at himself, but shook his head helplessly: "I'm old. I'm old." Song Daoming gently rubbed his shoulders that were bent at a weird angle. He pinched his left hand suddenly, and then pressed hard.  He pressed the dislocated part back. He made a fist with one hand and put it on his waist. The other hand stretched forward. As the silver whiskers fluttered, the raindrops fell to the ground along with the silver whiskers, making a small circle. Song Daoming stepped on the seven-star step. One picture  The old face moved closer to Jin Hengqun again. Jin Hengqin's pupils shrank suddenly. He retreated slightly. His left hand slowly retracted and turned into a palm, with the palm of his hand facing down. His eyes were level with Song Daoming, who was approaching step by step. The two tigers were circling.  The victory or defeat was close in an instant. The rumble of thunder resounded through the top of Jiulong Mountain. After all, it was Song Daoming who moved first. This time, Song Daoming no longer tested, but moved like thunder and lightning, fast and precise, with a fist style.  Huo Huo follows his footsteps. His posture is coordinated. His boxing and kicking moves are in front of the camera. His movements are skillful and smooth. There is no lag at all. Full of an artist's sense of beauty. On the other hand, Jin Hengqun is waiting for action and keeps punching.  In a passive state, but he has been able to withstand every punch and kick of Song Daoming. It is obvious that he has no intention of competing with Song Daoming. He has retained some skills. In terms of realm alone, Jin Hengqun and Song Daoming are not comparable.  Shang and Xia. Song Daoming naturally has the ability to restrain Jin Hengkun's magic. I don't know if Song Daoming can deal with Jin Hengkun's immortality. But at the very least, as long as Song Daoming can capture Jin Hengkun, there won't be a big problem.  Of course, because they are in the same realm, Jin Hengquan is not afraid of Song Daoming's three-needle destiny. As Song Daoming advances step by step, Jin Hengquan's figure keeps retreating. Although he has reservations, he has already retreated.  When we reached the edge of the high platform, there was no fence on the high platform. If the man took even a slight step, he would fall down and be in a terrible state. However, the man stood firm all the time. Although he kept retreating, he dealt with it with one hand.  Song Daoming's punches were as strong as those of a wolf and a tiger. But that man had always been able to cope with it. He was waiting for the opportunity. He was calculating. Calculating Song Daoming's physical consumption. He was also calculating Song Daoming's next boxing path. Waiting for Song Daoming  The flaw.&nbsp; Waiting for the arrival of the most critical moment. On the other hand, Song Daoming, because of his old flesh and bones, gradually lost his breath. At first, he was as powerful as a tiger. But as time went by, the power of his fists gradually weakened.  . First, he was weak by one point. That point of weakness directly caused Song Daoming¡¯s wrist bone to be hit by Jin Hengqin¡¯s side palm, causing his arm to tremble. Then, he was weak by the second point. This second point, Jin  Hengqun exchanged a punch on the chest for a violent punch on Song Daoming's abdomen. Seven points were taken out, and three points were left. Jin Hengqun's punch was not a full force one, but it caused Song Daoming's body to freeze and his limbs to tremble.  .The breath is even more disordered. Of course, Jin Hengqun¡¯s complexion is also a bit pale and hollow. He is not very good-looking. This vicissitudes of life and powerful man. His long coat was wet by the rain in Jiulong Mountain. His hair is slightly messy. But  He looked at the deep eyes, but never looked back. The critical moment soon arrived. When Song Daoming took the last palm that was about to push Jin Hengqi down from the high platform, Jin Hengqi suddenly roared violently.  Stomping boldly and punching suddenly, with the raindrops flying, Jin Hengqun's violent punch has reached Song Daoming's eyes. Song Daoming's eyes are extremely fixed. He has long expected that Jin Hengqun has something to hold on to. So for Jin Hengqun  The brazen punch at this moment was also prepared. Song Daoming quickly took a step back. His right hand flew, drawing a Tai Chi-like arc in the air. He grabbed it from the air and grabbed Jin Hengqian's fist forcefully. Click.  . The moment he bumped into Jin Hengqun¡¯s fist, Song Daoming¡¯s shoulders suddenly sank, and it was difficult to hold on with one right hand. Song Daoming found it difficult to receive Jin Hengqin¡¯s punch with one hand. So Song  Dao Ming maintained his most clenched fist posture and quickly mobilized his free hand. He used both hands to join forces, just like grabbing a blade with bare hands. He resisted Jin Hengqun's real punch with force. He held his hands together.  Jin Hengqun's punch was finally blocked. Song Daoming's hands were a little more steady. Song Daoming's eyes showed a little rest. But when Song Daoming's eyes as deep as the deep sea fell on Jin Hengqun's.  When he reached his feet, he was startled. Because he discovered that Jin Hengqun¡¯s right hand was no longer clasped behind his back at some point. The metal wire on his right hand had been let go at some point, and he used a hand instead.  He stepped on his right foot. Seeing this scene, Song Daoming's eyes widened in vain. But it was too late. <h3>The author has something to say</h3> Sorry, the chapter number was wrong before, but it has been corrected now.
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