The person coming was not someone else, but Zilong who arrived in time.

Tang took a step back, put his left hand on his stomach, rubbed his fingers a few times in the folds of the fat, and a pair of small eyes rolled a few times, and said, "You, you're not bad, come on!"

Zilong didn't want to talk nonsense, so he looked at Huang Xian's position. The two looked at each other and nodded silently. Huang Xian immediately retreated and ran to Huang Fu's position to check the situation of Huang Fu.

Zilong hovered the steel gun with one hand, threw the gun body behind him, bent his left arm forward, opened his fingers slightly, and the flames visible to the naked eye drilled out of his skin, then gathered on the wrists of Zilong's hands, and then wandered around again, all merged together, and quickly flowed to the steel gun, forming a light red flame at the connection between the tip of the gun and the body of the gun.

At this moment, Zilong suddenly raised his eyes, his eyebrows frowned together, and a vertical groove was pressed between his eyebrows, and a dark red color appeared in the vertical groove.

"Hundred Martial Arts Split!" Zilong shouted loudly, his body changed left and right, and afterimages continued. The steel gun was dancing with flames and fired, heading straight to the hall.

Tang Zhuo didn't dare to neglect, so he held the front end of the fist glove with his left hand and tilted in front of him.

"Yes!"

The tip of the gun had already hit the gloves, and the fat body of Tomoya involuntarily slid back two feet. The expression of incredible was immediately imprinted on Tomoya's fat face, and the pair of small eyes were wide open.

"Wow!" Tang screamed. Just as he was about to fight back, he found that Zilong's body suddenly flashed in front of him. He could not see the steel gun in his hand. He only saw countless flames wrapped Zilong in groups. He was screaming in his heart, and he raised his foot and stomped on the ground. Then a crackling sound rang in his ears.

Zilong's attack was as fast as lightning, and each flame represented an attack. For a moment, the steel gun was on Tang Zhuo's body, slashing, scrubbing, sweeping, and a series of blows. Tang Zhuo's fat and tall body seemed to be burning.

"Mangyan thorn!" Zilong suddenly paused, took a step back, and his body turned around. The steel gun was straight out, and the gun body brought out a red line, stabbing towards the hall.

"Puff!"

The steel gun was pierced. Zilong didn't think too much about it. His right hand slid back along the gun body until the tail of the gun, and then formed a palm with one hand, pressed against the tail of the gun, and roared and pushed forward. The body of the steel gun was pushed out into a beautiful arc.

Zilong was stunned and looked closely. The flames of Baofu Tangwu dissipated, revealing a huge body of rock armor. There were countless scars on the rock armor, which were the traces of Zilong's Baiwu cracking and hitting him just now. At this moment, the steel gun had pierced through the boxing gloves in Tangwu's hand. The tip of the gun showed up from the north of the boxing gloves, and a ball of flame wrapped the boxing gloves.

"Okay, damn!" A vague voice came from the rock armor. I saw that Tang Fu's fingers with fists shook twice without caring about the pierced right hand, and grabbed the gun body. Zilong hurriedly dragged the tail of the gun and pulled it hard, but found that the gun body was firmly grasped by Tang Fu and could not be pulled out for a while.

"Lingyu·银铭铭(tǔ            cho

g)!" Tang shouted violently, and the rock armor on his body instantly shook off, turning into a layer of smoke and dust. Then he waved his left arm and punched Zilong.

This punch was not fancy at all, with the sound of breaking the wind, and the scattered smoke and dust followed the fist wind, spun out a ball of black mist and headed straight for Zilong.

Zilong hurriedly took off the steel gun and took several steps back, but he didn't expect that the black fog would become bigger and bigger, and directly cut a deep pit on the ground, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

At this moment, a pillar of fire more than two meters wide soared into the sky in front of Zilong, dispersing the black mist and scattering the burnt smoke.

Zilong looked around and saw Huang Fu and Huang Xian brothers holding hands, one from left to right, each poking out one arm. At this moment, both of them looked a little pale. It seemed that the consumption of that attack was really a bit huge.

Zilong nodded to the Huang Xian brothers and expressed his gratitude, then his face darkened and looked at the thick skin and strong fighting power opposite the burial.

"Look at how arrogant you are!" Tang Ma muttered, without any intention of pulling the steel gun off the gauntlet. His right arm with the steel gun slowly swayed to his side, and the gauntlet was instantly coated with a layer of gold. Not only that, the steel gun that ran through the gauntlet was also passively coated with a layer of gold.

"Die! Lingyu Jinzhong!" Tang yelled loudly, and white air spurted behind the gloves, and his fat body ran towards Zilong in a step that shook the ground.

The originally fat body was at an extraordinary speed at this moment. After two breaths, Tang Fu had already rushed to a position less than five feet away from Zilong.

Zilong knew the power of the Tang Dynasty torture, and he had no weapons in his hand at this moment, so he must not take this attack head-on no matter what.

A flash of figure left a shadow on the spot, and the slaughter rushed over.

Tangfu was also a warrior who had been through many battles. He knew his own speed shortcomings, so he did not rush to take action in this punch. Zilong appeared on the right side of Tangfu, and the steel gun still stuck in the gaunt seemed to him. Zilong was happy and reached out to grab it, but heard Tangfu shouting, "It's now!"

Immediately afterwards, Tang Zhuo's right fist flipped over in a strange posture, and white energy spurted wildly behind the gloves, and a ball of golden light enveloped Zilong.

"Click! Bull!" Two sounds sounded continuously. The first sound was the sound of the elbow joint being disengaged, and the second sound was the sound of a huge boxing glove hitting Zilong.

Zilong burst out a ball of white smoke in the air like a cannon chamber, flying straight backwards.

The ground was shattered more than ten feet long by the airflow he flew out, and then it fell heavily to the ground.

Tang Fu was gasping heavily, and a trace of charred blackness appeared on his right arm, and a few wisps of blue smoke evaporated from the fist gloves. Then the front end of the right arm was snapped down, and the fist gloves hit the ground with a bang. Tang Fu squatted down in pain, gently holding the wrist of the fist gloves with his left and right.

On the other side, Zilong lay calmly on the ground, his eyes closed, his clothes on his chest were broken, and his chest was charred.

"Cough!" A mouthful of blood choked out of his mouth. Zilong tilted his head and spit out the blood in his mouth. "Drink..." Inhaling made him feel extremely painful.

Zilong lay on the ground again and slowly adjusted his breathing. The pain just now made him wake up a little. The collapsed position of his chest showed that at least five ribs were interrupted by the blow just now, and his organs might also be damaged.

Zilong retracted his arms and found that his arms were fine. The attack just now, he subconsciously blocked it with his arms. It seemed that he was still a step slower. The sound of fighting in his ears gradually became clear. Dozens of men in black saw Zilong being knocked down, waved the weapons in their hands and rushed forward to prepare for a final blow, but were stopped outside by the coalition soldiers.

A faint smile appeared on Zilong's face with difficulty. As he endured the pain, Zilong held up and sat up. Then he felt a sweet throat and a large mouthful of black blood sprayed out.

It seems that the broken ribs have not pierced the lungs. The blood stasis in the lungs has been vomited out by myself after being impacted, and my breathing has suddenly become much smoother.

"This won't work..." Zilong said to himself.

Then he stood up with his body. The opposite Dongbu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the person who took his heavy blow could still stand up, which made his proud power feel an unprecedented insult: "You, you, you, you, you!"

Zilong adjusted his breathing and slowly walked forward in the direction of the slaughter.

Except for the fact that the right arm with the gloves could not be raised, Tang Fu's body was not seriously injured. He shouted in anger: "You, you should be a dead person!" After that, he grabbed the gloves with his left hand and ran towards Zilong. In his eyes, Zilong was like a walking zombie, no longer threatened.

The running steps were no longer as shocked as before, but they were still fat and shaking constantly during the running.

He was about to run to Zilong, and then he tilted his left shoulder, put his right arm on his left hand, and knocked his shoulder toward Zilong.

Zilong was calm and the red marks on his eyebrows suddenly lit up, and the flames emerged directly from the surface of his skin. Seeing that Tang Yu bumped into him, his feet suddenly slid open, leaving a sporadic fire spots on the spot. The person went around directly to Tang Yu's side, his speed did not decrease at all, and he did not want a person seriously injured.

Tang Yu's collision was completely empty. When he came to his senses, he found that the steel gun that had penetrated his right hand was already clenched in Zilong's hand. He was shocked, but his right arm could not move. He grabbed the left hand of his right arm and hurriedly retreated hard, trying to break free from the steel gun, but Zilong had no intention of pulling out the steel gun. On Tang Yu's right fist glove, the light flame lit up again, followed Tang Yu's pace and remained still.

Just as Tang Fu was about to raise his foot to attack, he saw a beam of flames spurting out from Zilong's back, and the veins on his arm holding the steel gun burst out: "Drink!" An unprecedented force came from the steel gun. The gun body broke through the piercing hole in the fist glove and drove straight into the fat flesh in Tang Fu's chest.

"Wow!" Tang yelled with a strange cry. Zilong jumped up, clenched his gun with his hands at the same time, and the flame behind him became more and more dazzling: "Red Flame Red Lotus!"

With Zilong's shout, the flame behind him shrank and all rushed into the steel gun. His fat body was immediately wrapped in a ball of flames like a flower bud. The color of the flame gradually darkened from the beginning of orange and yellow, and finally turned into a fiery red color. Then, the red flame was like a lotus blooming, and petals began to bloom...

Chapter completed!