Looking at the Qi Jin coming to his face, Zhang Muyang thought to himself, "This Ding Pei is a kind-hearted person. He thought he could not fight. If he took action, he would not really kill him."

Seeing Ding Pei pounce on him, Zhang Muyang did not dodge or dodge, but only looked at Ding Pei with a faint smile.

But Ling Bing said anxiously at this moment: "Brother Li, why didn't Mu Yang dodge or dodge? Are you scared to death? Just let him beat him like that."

Li Xuanqing chuckled and said, "Madam, don't be impatient. If the boss does this, it will naturally make sense for the boss. Ding Pei can't be the boss's opponent at all."

Ding Pei, who punched Zhang Muyang, saw that Zhang Muyang was still motionless and thought that Zhang Muyang had not reacted and was about to stop the fist to injure Zhang Muyang's life. Suddenly, the warning in his heart rose. He didn't care about Zhang Muyang in front of him, retracted his arms, stopped suddenly, and then jumped back hard, as if there was a ferocious beast there. At the same time, he made a defensive posture.

Ding Pei's expression became serious and he squinted his eyes at Zhang Muyang. His hair was blowing up and his whole body was tense. The new warning sign just now was absolutely true. He has been on the line of life and death for so many years, and he still knows this feeling clearly. How many times did he survive with his sensitive feeling, relying on his opponents, so he never dared to take it lightly. The feeling of contempt just now disappeared.

Ding Pei secretly speculated in his heart: "Is this young man a rare master?"

Ding Pei, who was startled by Zhang Muyang, did not dare to pounce on Zhang Muyang easily, but instead walked around Zhang Muyang, as he seemed to be in Zhang Muyang's flaw.

But after he walked a few steps, he found that Zhang Muyang was standing there simply, and his whole body seemed to be flawed, but it seemed to be flawed.

The longer Ding Pei looked at it, the more frightened he became. He found that he could not see through Zhang Muyang. It seemed that in front of him was only a thin young man, without any effort, but the warning sign in his heart just now was definitely not a false statement that being able to force him to retreat in a hurry is not a false statement. This person is not simple.

He let out a sigh of relief, and Ding Pei stepped on his feet and rushed towards Zhang Muyang. He was a decisive person. When he encountered this situation, since he couldn't see clearly, he would hit him clearly. He didn't believe that he would not be able to beat a young man after practicing hard for decades. Ding Pei's body flashed, suddenly jumped three feet, and in the blink of an eye he was approaching Zhang Muyang's face.

This time he was so energetic that he no longer looked like before. He saw his body shaking, his clothes rushing, and a pair of huge flesh palms came over the sky, just like two wide door panels that hit Zhang Muyang. He threw his palms and flew sand and stones, which was terrifying.

Zhang Muyang raised his eyebrows and nodded, "This is quite interesting."

Ding Pei punched and the palm of his hand came forward, and Zhang Muyang stretched out his hand and gently raised it. Ding Pei's palm that hit Zhang Muyang was already held by him.

Ding Pei's face suddenly changed. He suddenly had a full blow, but was taken by the young man in front of him so easily. He was enough to crack the stone tablet and smash the huge stone. Now it seemed to hit a ball of cotton. Although Ding Pei's face was simple, he had rich fighting experience in the end. Many reactions did not even need to go through the brain, and it had become a physical instinct.

Just as Zhang Muyang held his palm, others were in the air, as if they were staying out of thin air, with their iron knees rising and hitting Zhang Muyang's chest. This was fast, accurate and ruthless, and it was impossible for ordinary people to avoid it.

But he was facing Zhang Muyang. Seeing his iron knees flying over, his face was still calm, his arms were slightly shaken, and he avoided his body, watching his two moves fail.

Ding Pei didn't dare to hide his weakness at this moment. His whole body was full of energy and used his unique skills. After his body landed on the ground, he suddenly rushed forward, raised his left hand and headed towards Zhang Muyang's cheek. Before his left hand could be fully released, his right hand came out from under his left hand, and came first, and smashed straight towards Zhang Muyang's neck.

This punch came as fast as lightning and as thunder. When the punch was blown out, there was a sound of a tiger and a leopard. His punch really showed his strength. Although the fist had not reached Zhang Muyang's body, the energy on the fist had already reached it.

"Law and Yan Fly" is the name Ding Pei gave this move. It was very sharp and powerful. The people in the world who fell under his wave were all famous figures, and as long as he used this move, he had never missed it.

Unfortunately, he met Zhang Muyang. Just as his fist hit Zhang Muyang, Zhang Muyang smiled faintly. He gently pinched his left hand and grabbed Ding Pei's right wrist.

When Ding Pei saw that his wrist was caught by Zhang Muyang, he was shocked: "This... how is this possible?" Lao Yan Shuangfei, who had killed countless masters, not only returned in vain, but was captured by someone.

Moreover, seeing Zhang Muyang's calm appearance, he didn't use much strength at all. He wanted to break away from Zhang Muyang's left hand, but no matter how hard he used, Zhang Muyang's left hand was still motionless. At this time, Ding Pei's face changed wildly. He finally realized that his life was worrying when he kicked the iron plate this time.

Just when he was about to fly and wanted to kick Zhang Muyang away, he saw Zhang Muyang let go of his wrist and punched him lightly. This punch seemed to have no power or power, and only an old lady could snatch it away. However, in Ding Pei's eyes, he was already extremely alert, because he had no way to avoid this punch and could only take it head-on.

After saying "Not good!", he wanted to raise his arm to block it, but unfortunately he could block it there.

Just when the Liu family members were still surprised, why did Ding Pei, who was as fierce as a tiger, suddenly stop? Zhang Muyang's fist slapped Ding Pei's arm and made a muffled "bang!" sound.

Ding Pei flew backwards. Looking at Ding Pei who flew backwards, Zhang Muyang's voice sounded and said softly: "You are good at strength, you should be the best master of Xingyiquan I have seen. But you still lost."

Ding Pei was beaten back by Zhang Muyang, his chest felt stuffy, and he finally stood firm. Zhang Muyang flashed and had already arrived beside Ding Pei the next second.

Seeing that Ding Pei was not too scared, his nerves were tense now. After leaping away, his body continued to retreat. He knew that he could avoid the first move, but he absolutely couldn't avoid the second move. Compared with that kind of boxing, he was a thousand miles away.

Heart sighed and said, "Hey, I, Ding Pei, have been a martial arts fanatic all my life. I claim to be a pair of iron fists to beat heroes all over the world. Only a few people in China can compete with me. Today I realized that I am just a frog in the well. But being able to die in the hands of such boxing techniques and being able to die in the hands of such heroes is also a place to die, and I die happily."

Thinking of this, Ding Pei stood up and was no longer on guard. The energy in his body also relaxed, and looked at Zhang Muyang and said, "I lost. If I want to kill and cut, I will listen to Zun. I said, I will take responsibility for the Liu family's affairs and will never frown."
Chapter completed!