Chapter 1862 You Can't Kill Me with Your Strength

The opponent's arms were as hard as iron. Even with Chen Xin'an's strength, it was like kicking an iron rod!

Zhuo Yiping had a smug grin on his face and scolded Chen Xin'an: "You are old, but you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!

It's fine to be the king of Dongshan, but you dare to come to Laicheng to bully others?

Let me show you how powerful a real ancient martial arts master is!

All of you step aside, watch me beat him to death!"

The group of hooligans who were eager to rush up now obediently gathered around!

"Master Zhuo, good job! Beat this Dongshan guy to death!"

"Dare to compete with Master Zhuo in kung fu, you are really looking for death and not looking for a comfortable way to die! Do you really think Master Zhuo has never killed anyone?"

"Master Zhuo is invulnerable to swords and guns. Your fancy moves are just tickling in front of Master Zhuo!"

A group of people talked at once and ridiculed Chen Xin'an.

Cui Dongtai and Baimao were also helped up. They endured the severe pain and shouted to Zhuo Yiping with gritted teeth: "Master Zhuo, kill him!"

Zhuo Yiping smiled slightly, nodded to the two of them and said: "Don't worry, I will avenge you!"

He turned his head, looked at Chen Xinan, stretched out his right hand, hooked his fingers and said: "Come, let me weigh your weight!"

Chen Xinan squinted at him, and suddenly a horizontal fist hit Zhuo Yiping's head hard!

This guy is so fast!

Zhuo Yiping's heart trembled, and he raised his arms to block in front of him. Chen Xinan's punch was blocked by his arms.

The moment he hit the opponent's arm, Chen Xinan grabbed it with his backhand, held the opponent's left arm, pulled it forward, and felt a string of hard objects between his fingers. He immediately understood!

He crossed his arms, held the opponent's hands, pulled it forward, and then pressed the opponent's wrist hard!

Zhuo Yiping's face changed drastically, and he thrust his hands forward, and a bunch of heavy objects hit Chen Xin'an's fingers.

Chen Xin'an immediately let go, but his right foot suddenly kicked out, and with a bang, it hit the opponent's chest!

This kick kicked Zhuo Yiping up and fell heavily on his back!

Chen Xin'an jumped up and smashed down, hitting the opponent's chest with his knee!

Zhuo Yiping lay on the ground and raised his arms to block, but Chen Xin'an's smash was so powerful that he pressed his arms and hit his own chest!

This almost made Zhuo Yiping spit out blood!

But Chen Xin'an's attack did not stop, and his fists were like cannons, hitting Zhuo Yiping's chest one after another!

Zhuo Yiping had no choice but to raise his arms to block, but unexpectedly, Chen Xin'an seemed to be smashing his fists, but when it landed on his arm, it turned into a downward slap!

So Zhuo Yiping could only be forced to keep his arms against his chest!

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood finally spurted out of Zhuo Yiping's mouth. He knew that his sternum was broken!

He swung his hands, and something hard flew out of his sleeves and attacked Chen Xin'an's face!

Chen Xin'an dodged sideways, and Zhuo Yiping took advantage of the situation to stand up, waved his hands, and the flying object returned to his hands!

At this time, everyone discovered that he held a circle wrapped with a strip of cloth in each of his hands.

Chen Xin'an sneered and said disdainfully: "It's just a steel ring used for iron wire fists. In order to prevent collisions and noises, it is wrapped with a strip of cloth!

Pretending to be invulnerable when fighting against the enemy!

Is this your invulnerability?"

The group of hooligans around were stunned.

Originally, I thought Master Zhuo's fists and feet were hard enough, but after all this time, there was something on his body!

Chen Xin'an sneered and attacked Zhuo Yiping again.

Anyway, it has been exposed, Zhuo Yiping did not hide it, and took the steel ring in his hand to counterattack Chen Xin'an.

Chen Xinan grabbed the opponent's sleeves with both hands, pulled hard, and with a swish sound, he pulled off both sleeves of the opponent!

Now Zhuo Yiping's arms were exposed, and everyone saw that there were ten steel rings on each of his forearms!

These steel rings were wrapped with cloth strips, and they were stacked on his arms one by one, just like putting a steel elbow guard on his arms!

In fact, Zhuo Yiping himself practiced Iron Wire Fist, and wearing steel rings was also necessary for random punches, and there was nothing shameful about it.

It's just that his personality is copper fist and iron arm, which has never been shown openly when fighting against the enemy, but has become his secret weapon.

So now that he was directly exposed by Chen Xinan, his personality collapsed!

Now he was so angry that he wanted to smash Chen Xinan's head with the steel ring in his hand!

Enduring the pain in his chest, Zhuo Yiping held a corner of the torn cloth strip and pulled it hard.

With a series of clanging collisions, the cloth strips wrapped around the steel rings were pulled out.

The shiny steel rings on his arms made a crisp clanging sound, and Zhuo Yiping gritted his teeth and cursed: "Chen, I want your life!"

Iron Wire Fist was originally a fierce style, and at this moment, Zhuo Yiping's attack was even more ferocious!

The two fists were full of vigor, and each punch was greatly enhanced with the blessing of the steel rings, making people dare not even block it.

After a collision, the bones were broken!

Chen Xinan dodged left and right to avoid the opponent's punches, but kept saying:

"This is the strength you have practiced for thirty years.

You said I couldn't last a minute under your hands, and now several minutes have passed?

With your strength, can you still be considered a true ancient martial arts master?

You still want to beat me to death?

In my opinion, before you can beat me to death, I will be exhausted to death first!"

Zhuo Yiping was ashamed and angry, his face flushed, and he suddenly attacked with both hands, and hit Chen Xinan's head with a move of double peaks piercing the ears!

Chen Xinan suddenly squatted down to avoid this attack.

Dang!

With a crisp sound, Zhuo Yiping's arms were numb from the shock. Before he could react, he was hit in the stomach by Chen Xinan's elbow, and his upper body bent up in pain!

At this moment, Chen Xinan put one hand on Zhuo Yiping's right arm and pressed it down suddenly!

Zhuo Yiping wanted to resist, but the opponent's strength was surprisingly strong!

He had never encountered such a powerful dark force!

He couldn't compete at all!

The opponent was a dark force master!

Zhuo Yiping felt Chen Xinan's true strength at this moment, and his eyes widened in horror!

But it was too late!

His right arm swung a semicircle in the air, and then hit his right knee hard!

Crack!

Everyone around heard a crisp bone-breaking sound, Zhuo Yiping screamed, his body tilted, and fell to the ground!

Chen Xinan stood beside Zhuo Yiping, looking down at him, and said coldly:

"With your strength, you can't kill me even if you wear armor, let alone a steel ring!

But it only takes a moment for me to kill you!"

He kicked Zhuo Yiping's head.

Zhuo Yiping stretched out his left arm and subconsciously blocked it.

But it just happened to be what Chen Xinan wanted.

The kick hit Zhuo Yiping's arm, and the steel ring hit his own forehead with a bang!

Zhuo Yiping rolled his eyes and fainted!

Chen Xinan looked at Cui Dongtai in the crowd and said, "Boss Cui, it's your turn!"

"Mr. Chen, go to hell!" Baimao, who was sitting on the ground, held the pistol that Cui Dongtai had dropped on the ground in his hand and pulled the trigger at Chen Xinan!

Bang!

As soon as the gunshot sounded, Chen Xinan had already rushed out!

Facing Baimao's younger brother, he fell on his back without a word!

He wanted to fire another shot, but Chen Xinan rushed over, clamped Baimao's arm with his feet, and with a twist of his body, with a click, he twisted Baimao's gun-holding arm!

"Ah!" Baimao screamed loudly, but Chen Xinan raised his leg again, and his knee hit Baimao's head heavily!

Baimao's scream stopped abruptly, and he fell on his back on the ground, his life or death unknown.

Chen Xinan looked at the pistol on the ground, then raised his foot and stomped down hard!

The pistol was not broken by the step, but there was an obvious bend between the barrel and the gun body!

With a gun like this, even if someone pointed it at the enemy's head, he wouldn't dare to shoot!