Chapter 685 Twelve Routines Springing Leg


    Tan Xing stared at the masked man and his expression was the grimmest it had ever been.


    "Get into formation!" Tan Xing gave this order and all the grandmasters didn''t hesitate. They


    immediately fell into position.


    Nobody dared to be careless when faced with such a powerful enemy.


    "Today, we''re going to kill this despicable fellow!" shouted Tan Xing. "The main bloodline of the Tan


    family must go all out to kill him!"


    With that, he dashed forward first and his speed was as quick as lightning.


    SWOOSH!


    SWOOSH!


    SWOOSH!


    Tan Long and the rest roared as they all made their way towards the masked man.


    They didn''t know who this man was, but since he had killed off so many family members in the blink


    of an eye and even wanted to annihte the entire family, nobody was going to stand by the side


    and just watch.


    "ATTACK!" Tan Long roared loudly and his long legs were like a whip now. His fellow grandmaster


    fighters also unleashed everything they had.


    Nobody dared to hold back at this point in time.


    BAM!


    BAM!


    BAM!


    In no time, more than a dozen men surrounded the masked man and started their massive attack.


    But every move they made was easily broken.


    The masked man''s eyes were filled with nothing but disdain. He lifted an arm and delivered a strong


    punch and it sounded like a tiger roaring!


    He sent one of them flying out with a loud bam.


    "Too lousy," he scoffed. "All of you have really ruined the reputation of the Twelve Routines


    Springing Leg, and you really don''t need to exist anymore."


    A long leg came his way and the masked man didn''t even dodge. He reached a hand out to grab


    the ankle, made use of the force from the motion to lift his attacker and smashed him against the


    floor.


    BAM!


    Blood flew everywhere and the crisp sound of bones cracking could be heard.


    Just before he could kill him, Tan Xing reached him.


    "Stop!" Tan Xing bellowed as he changed his stance. He sent out three kicks and caused the air


    around him to st loudly.


    The masked man immediately let go of the man in his hands and didn''t dare to meet Tan Xing''s


    kicks head on.


    The only one who was a threat to him in the entire Tan family was probably Tan Xing.


    He took two steps back. The eyes beneath the mask were still cold and emotionless.


    "If you die, then the Twelve Routines Springing Leg will have no disciples left."


    What he meant was that besides Tan Xing, the rest of the family were useless and he didn''t have


    regard for any of them.


    These bold words made Tan Long and the rest furious, but there was nothing they could do.


    They couldn''t even protect their own family members.


    Now they finally understood why Tan Xing had said those words a few days ago as if they were his


    last words, and why he looked so disappointed.


    If the Tan family went on like this, they were really doomed!


    "I can die, but the Tan family will not! As long as someone continues to uphold the chivalry of the


    martial arts world, the Tan family will never disappear!" Tan Xing''s long beard flew in the wind and


    his eyes were filled with determination. He stood in front of everyone else and dered loudly,


    "Today, I, Tan Xing, will show you once, what exactly are the Twelve Routines Springing Leg!"


    This might be thest time he was doing this, thought Tan Xing to himself.


    After saying that, he immediately started moving.


    He flew like the wind as his feet gently touched the ground and he sprung straight for the masked


    man.


    "Watch carefully!" Tan Xing shouted loudly and his presence was different from before.


    Tan Long and the rest felt tearse to their eyes.


    They knew that Tan Xing was prepared to die.


    When the two of them started fighting, the frightening exchange of blows produced a massive series


    of sts.


    Tan Xing didn''t move back at all. His legs kicked up a storm, and they were powerful and intense!


    It had been a long time since he fought with everything he had.


    "First routine: One whip of the horse!"


    "Second routine: Intense cross of legs!"


    "Third routine: Wheel smashing stance!"


    "Fourth routine: nted kick and block!"


    "Fifth routine: Lions y with water!"


    "Sixth routine: Single curved strike of the whip!"


    "Seventh routine: Phoenixes spread their wings!"


    "Eighth routine: Spinning golden stool to the sky!"


    "Ninth routine: Catch the dragon to take its jade belt!"


    "Tenth routine: Magpies atop plum blossom branches!"


    "Eleventh routine: Wind blows the lotus leaf kick!"


    "Twelfth routine: Mandarin ducks chase each other!"


    Tan Xing disyed every single routine of the Twelve Routine Springing Leg.


    He didn''t know how much his family members could see or remember, but that was all he could do


    for them now.


    "The Twelve Routines Springing Leg truly lives up to its name."


    The masked man took a few steps back,


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    but the iciness and the disdain in his eyes did not even decrease slightly. It was as if he was just


    waiting to see how powerful the Twelve Routines Springing Leg could be.


    And clearly, he was disappointed.


    "But today, all of you have to die!" The masked man suddenly moved at a much higher speed than


    before. He threw a violent punch to meet with Tan Xing''s foot. BAM!