The country romantic little doctor king

Being struck by Amamiya Taro's Tiger Demon Fist, the Rakshasa Dharma behind Luo Zhizhong was trembling, on the verge of collapse, and was actually suppressed.

In Luo Zhizhong's field of vision, he seemed to see a huge and colorful tiger, roaring and devouring him, bloodthirsty and violent, like the god of death summoned from hell.

In an instant, a strong wind whipped up, and the situation changed color!

"How is this possible?" Luo Zhizhong exclaimed, unable to remain calm and calm anymore.

The opponent's Tiger Demon Fist actually suppressed his Rakshasa Fist from the fist intention.

More importantly, the Tiger Demon Fist Intent disturbed his mind.

Just like an ordinary person suddenly encountering a tiger, he would be frightened on the spot.

Click!

The violent and bloodthirsty colorful tiger swallowed it up in one gulp, and his Rakshasa Dharma was bitten to pieces on the spot, shattered like a dream.

In the battle of fists and will, Master Luo was completely defeated!

I wanted to show off, but it was too fast to slap me in the face.

"Damn!"

Luo Zhizhong was like a swimming dragon, dodging and retreating. At the same time, he fired out several punches one after another. Each punch was so powerful and heavy that it made the void explode, which was enough to defeat Amamiya Taro's Tiger Demon Fist Intent.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a bronze fist as big as sand glass hit him in the storm of fists formed by the hammered and colorful giant tiger.

Boom!

Luo Zhizhong couldn't dodge at all and was punched in the chest.

The body-protecting Qi condensed on the body surface, which was several inches thick and could withstand machine gun fire, was as fragile as paper. It exploded with a punch and turned into violent energy that spread out.

Whoosh!

His chest was sunken and majestic force surged, and Luo Zhizhong flew backwards, just like a cannonball being discharged. With a roar, a large hole was knocked out of the load-bearing wall of the Yun family's villa, and people rushed into the villa.

In an instant, the audience was dead silent!

Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe the result.

Especially the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect, their jaws almost dropped in shock, because in their minds, Master Luo Zhizhong is invincible and has never been defeated.

Now, as soon as I took action, I was tortured, which is hard to accept from the bottom of my heart.

Moreover, he was tortured by a Japanese devil, which completely disgraced the Rakshasa Sect.

"This this this..."

Deng Deng Deng!

Yun Batian was so frightened that he took several steps back. He was in disbelief and had a look of fear on his face.

Because if Luo Zhizhong loses, his Yun family will also suffer, and maybe they will be slaughtered by this Amamiya Taro.

Yun Jinxiu was also so scared that her face was livid, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

"Haha, how about it? I just said it would be better if your father didn't get beaten to death. Now you know why I said that?" Chen Yang looked at Luo Yushan and said coldly, and then said to the others: "Okay, let's all disperse. It's better for you, Rakshasa Sect, not to take this trip into the muddy waters. Without diamonds, what kind of porcelain work can you do? In the end, you will lose your own people."

When Chen Yang said this, it meant that he was ready to take action.

He was the one who killed Fujita Yuji. Everything started because of him, so naturally he had to solve it.

Luo Zhizhong was also eager to perform just now and gave him a chance, but he was missed by Taro Amamiya.

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yang suddenly stepped out and approached Taro Amamiya.

"Chen Yang, are you crazy? What are you going to do? Are you going to die? Come back to me." Yun Jinxiu grabbed him, it was so rare that she was afraid that her good brother would never come back.

This is the battlefield for masters. Chen Yangman is considered a master of internal strength. What qualifications does he have to participate in such a battle?

"Fuck you Mad! Are you the only one who has a bad mouth and eats shit? You still want to run away, stop right there!"

But Luo Yushan's angry roar was heard. He was trying to anger Chen Yang, because Chen Yang just said something unpleasant and said that his father would be beaten, but he was actually beaten.

As the saying goes, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately!

Talking nonsense will result in a slap in the face.

Then Luo Yushan said to a group of Rakshasa disciples: "You guys, come together and cripple this piece of shit. His mouth will be torn, and his hands and feet will be broken. See if he still dares to speak arrogant words. See if he still dares to utter arrogant words." Dare to steal my Luo Yushan woman."

"Yes, young master!"

"Get rid of him!"

"Boy, your death has come."

……

A group of Rakshasa disciples had long disliked Chen Yang. If Taro Amamiya hadn't suddenly appeared and disrupted their rhythm, Chen Yang would have collapsed on the ground like a dead dog.

Boom boom boom!

The next second, a group of people swarmed forward, like a group of hungry wolves that saw their prey. They surrounded him from all directions and launched attacks together. They all used Rakshasa fists and rushed to different vital positions on Chen Yang's body.

The strong wind swept across, and the cold fist peak seemed to explode the world.

I saw fists coming one after another, as dense as raindrops.

They just wanted to use their strength to bully others and make Chen Yang lose his fighting ability in an instant and turn him into a scum.

Just now, Chen Yang slapped Luo Yushan's two arms off. How could the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect dare to take it lightly? A group fight is the safest and most cost-effective way to fight.

Yun Batian looked at this scene indifferently, only shaking his head slightly with regret.

In his eyes, Luo Yushan is the perfect match for his daughter. Chen Yang is a kid who doesn't know good and evil, so he should be scrapped if he is scrapped.

But suddenly, he discovered an incredible scene. The moment the rain-like fists were about to fall on Chen Yang, an invisible force suddenly appeared and blocked all the fists. They were still one foot away from Chen Yang's body. Distance, but can't move forward an inch.

Is this the body-protecting Qi?

All the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect looked shocked, as if they had seen a ghost, and suddenly found that their fists could not move and were bound by an invisible force.

This force was so terrifying that it was as if a huge mountain was pressing down on them, making it impossible for them to get away even if they wanted to.

Martial arts force field!

This is a martial arts force field, what a terrifying martial arts force field!

The key point is that there are internal power masters among them, and there is even a martial arts master who is in the late stage of internal power, but they are also bound, and they can't break free no matter how hard they try.

Horror!

Even a martial arts master in the late stage of internal strength can be restrained. Is this kid a martial arts master?

Otherwise, it would be impossible to have such a terrifying martial arts force field!

Thinking of this, everyone felt chills from head to toe.

At this moment, Chen Yang slowly raised his head and glanced at the group of them coldly.

Seeing these eyes, all the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect felt their hearts skip a beat, as if they had seen a bloodthirsty demon. For a moment, their hearts almost stopped, and endless fear surged into their hearts.

At this moment, a group of Rakshasa Sect disciples were so scared that they became cowards!

The man remained calm, as if he had restrained all of them with just one look.

This is the gap, they are not on the same level at all.

"What are you doing? Why did you stop? Destroy him for me! Do you want me to teach you how to do it?" Luo Yushan said angrily.

But no one answered him at all.

Because all the disciples of Rakshasa Sect were restrained by Chen Yang's martial arts force field, and the pressure of the Grandmaster was like a mountain or a sea, they were not even qualified to speak.

"You still want to destroy me, you really don't know how to live or die. Get on your knees and repent for me!" Chen Yang said coldly and shouted loudly.

As soon as he said these words, it was as if an unmatched force fell from the sky and fell on everyone.

Bang bang bang!

The disciples of the Rakshasa Sect were like a field of wheat blown by a strong wind, falling over a large area. They all knelt on the ground, facing Chen Yang's direction, and worshiped.

He even lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Chen Yang, like a lowly subject meeting the supreme king.