Unknowingly, Ding Lie had changed from passive to active, completely controlling the rhythm of the battle, and the balance of victory had gradually begun to tilt towards him.

If nothing unexpected happens, there will be no suspense about the outcome of this battle.

But in this world, things are unsatisfactory all the time, even the cooked duck may fly away, let alone this is the United States.

Therefore, an armed helicopter approached from far away, breaking this temporary balance. Ding Lie suddenly woke up from his epiphany, and his sword intention was retracted. Francis also took the opportunity to get relief. While secretly breathing a sigh of relief, more...

Ashamed and annoyed.

Hobbit was not a warrior, and he could not sense Francis's strength through the screen, let alone hear what they were saying. Therefore, when he saw that Francis did not kill the group of yellow-skinned monkeys jumping up and down as he thought, he

My mood became very unhappy.

So, he immediately made a decision, took out the prepared backup plan to implement the second plan, and rushed over by helicopter in person.

"Damn bed bug, you have completely pissed me off. Kneel down and beg for my forgiveness. Maybe I will make your death less painful."

Francis looked ferocious, stared at Ding Lie, and cursed fiercely, his blood boiling all over his body, like a volcano about to erupt, filled with a powerful and terrifying aura.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Ding Lie showed no fear and slowly drew out the butcher's knife, but the terrifying fighting spirit around him continued to rise.

"Fake, go to hell and repent, Thunder Fist."

Francis roared angrily, and all the muscles and bones in his body made a thunderous sound. A bright luster suddenly lit up on his fist, and with the sound of a terrifying thunderstorm, ripples were set off in the air. He raised his hand and blasted towards Ding Lie.

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Ding Ning, who had been alerted by the helicopter and opened his eyes from the healing state, felt his heart suddenly tighten and his muscles all over his body tensed, ready for rescue at any time.

Kong Lei was ready to go, her sandalwood mouth was slightly open, and there was a faint flash of five-color brilliance. When her father-in-law was defeated, she immediately spit out the Five Elements Spiritual Treasure to kill Francis.

The Dragon King brothers also became nervous instantly, secretly clenching their fists, and were ready to take action at any time.

Only Duan Xiaowu and others had nervous expressions on their faces, but no expressions of worry. They seemed to be full of confidence in Ding Lie.

"For the sake of helping me break through, I will give you three moves. After three moves, I will kill you."

Ding Lie's calm voice suddenly reminded him of the world-defying arrogance and confidence in his tone, which made Ding Ning feel slightly relieved and gave up his plan to take immediate action.

boom!

Francis punched out hard, like a molecular explosion, the wind suddenly rose, the terrifying air waves surged, making it impossible for people to look directly, and Ding Lie's figure shattered.

"Bedbug, to me, you are just an ant that can be destroyed easily. I don't know where you got the courage to dare to give me three moves... ugh!"

A scornful smile appeared on Francis's face, and he said wildly, but before he could finish his words, he stopped abruptly like an old hen being strangled by the neck, and exclaimed: "Afterimage?"

"One move."

Ding Lie's voice suddenly came from behind him, and he was so startled that he flew hundreds of meters away like a frightened bird. He only dared to turn around when he felt it was safe, with a look of disbelief on his face.

But when he saw Ding Lie standing there without moving, with no intention of sneak attack at all, his old face suddenly became hot, but more of it was anger and humiliation. He roared in anger and anger: "I was lucky enough to escape a punch.

You really thought you could compete with me, so go to hell, you damn bastard."

Click, click, click!

Francis's slightly stooped body slowly straightened up, and the joints all over his body made a snapping sound. The muscles and bones all over his body roared together, and the strong energy and blood rushed into the sky. He spat out non-standard Chinese dialect word by word:

"Thunder to kill."

Before he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning and a muffled sound

With a thunderous explosion, he suddenly appeared in front of Ding Lie, and his fist flashed with faint electric light and blasted out.

Ding Lie's wild words of giving him three moves had completely angered him, so he wanted to finish the battle with a terrifying killing move.

Ding Ning's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he had already taken a step forward. He could see that Francis's punch was more than twice as powerful as the previous one. It was definitely a killer. If his father was hit

If you get hit, you will definitely die.

"Believe your father."

Uncle Xiao Wu suddenly grabbed him, his voice calm and calm.

Ding Ning was slightly startled and stopped, but did not speak. He stared at his father's burly figure without blinking.

"Eh!"

Immediately, he let out a cry of surprise. He didn't notice how his father avoided the punch before, but this time, he saw it clearly.

At the moment when Ben Lei Sha was about to hit his father, an almost undetectable blade suddenly flashed under his feet, and his whole body disappeared mysteriously without delay, and he had already appeared behind Francis when he was revealed.

"It's because your dad got his Shura nickname for nothing. The weak defeat the strong, and fighting at a higher level is his strength."

Meng Wenhan said with a relaxed expression on the side, without the slightest hint of worry.

Ding Ning grinned with a happy smile, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, becoming more and more curious about his father's experiences over the years.

That sword step...well, it was the step that Dad took to avoid Francis' attack. He didn't know what to call it, so let's call it the sword step for now.

That sword step was extremely exquisite, and although it was completely different from the Dubu Tianxia that Lao Lu taught him, it had the same purpose and was the most practical footwork combat technique.

With his current experience, he is no longer a novice in martial arts knowledge. He learned from Ye Manyao, the clan leader, that martial arts can be roughly divided into three types: offensive combat skills, defensive combat skills and physical combat skills.

Among them, offensive combat skills are the most common, defensive combat skills come second, and body combat skills are the rarest and most precious.

Body combat skills are further subdivided into two types, one is body combat skills that can increase movement speed, and the other is footwork combat skills that allow one to dodge and move within a small area during combat.

The latter is even rarer and rarer than the former. Even top sects like the Holy Maiden Clan, which have been passed down for thousands of years, only have one type of footwork combat skills passed down, and the level is very low, only Xuan-level body combat skills.

But even so, not just anyone can learn this Xuan-level footwork combat skill. Only those who have made great contributions to the clan and are of direct bloodline are eligible to learn it.

It can be seen from this that footwork combat skills are so precious and rare. It can be said that possessing footwork combat skills is equivalent to having an additional means of saving life in battle. Even if you lose, you will not die on the spot.

Of course, if the enemy also knows footwork and combat skills, or there is a huge disparity in strength, that would be a completely different story.

It's just that Ding Ning has never been in the habit of dodging when fighting. His strong physical body makes him prefer close combat with fists and fists. Therefore, this is the first time that he feels the powerful power of footwork combat skills in combat.

"The second move."

Dad's calm voice came slowly.

Francis' face was as black as carbon, and he was secretly glad that after punching out this time, he didn't utter arrogant words like the first punch before, otherwise, it would be embarrassing and embarrassing.

"Damn yellow-skinned monkey, you have completely angered me. I will definitely kill you this time."

Francis roared through gritted teeth.

The helicopter was hovering a few hundred meters away. Those American military personnel who regarded him as their patron saint must be watching their battle from the helicopter. If he couldn't kill Ding Lie neatly, then what would happen to his patron saint's face?

There was no place to put it, and at the same time, it would seriously affect the prestige of Odin War God and the Special Warfare Department. This consequence was unacceptable to him.

Bang!

After Francis said the harsh words, he ran away instantly. The clothes on his upper body were smashed to pieces under the violent momentum. His nakedness was totally inconsistent with his actual age, and his muscles were as knotted as the upper body of a bodybuilder.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, is this a rhythm that you can't beat and you have to show off your muscles?"

Long Luo joked angrily, causing everyone to burst into laughter. Francis was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and shouted with a ferocious face: "You bastard, when I kill this ant, I will tear it apart bit by bit.

Break you."

"I'm so scared, old bastard. It's not too late to talk big if you can survive from Shura."

Long Luo stretched out his middle finger provocatively.

Francis' old face was so gloomy that it could drip water. He glared at him viciously and decided not to engage in a verbal dispute with him, but to speak with the facts.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The next moment, the joking smile on Long Luo's face froze, and he watched in horror as Francis suddenly lay on the ground. The muscles in his body sometimes bulged strangely with his breathing, and sometimes shriveled up like firewood. He screamed in shock: "Toad."

achievement."

Phew!

Sister Qiao couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing. However, she suddenly discovered that except for her and Ding Ning, no one was laughing, and their faces were more solemn than ever.

This made her slightly uneasy. She quickly stopped her smile and asked Duan Xiaowu in a low voice, "What's wrong with you? Isn't this really some kind of toad skill?"

"Not sure, but it's very similar."

Duan Xiaowu said with a serious expression.

Sister Qiao covered her mouth in surprise and whispered in confusion: "Isn't Toad Kung Fu a martial art in novels? Is it really true?"

"The novel is also based on reality. Not only does he have toad skills, but he is also a magical warrior. Even though Francis has not yet broken through to the divine realm and cannot exert his true power, the lethality is extremely terrifying. Brother, I am afraid it will be difficult to accept this

trick."

Duan Xiaowu explained patiently with a look of worry on his eyebrows.

"Supernatural combat skills?"

Sister Qiao's eyes widened in shock, and her small mouth opened into an O shape.

Over the years, she has traveled around with the Shura mercenary group. She is no longer the witch doctor in the Miao village who knows nothing about martial arts. She has a deep understanding of martial arts, and naturally knows what magical combat skills are.
To be continued...