The old man spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, which frightened Zhuge Ye and the others at once.

"Brother, what's the matter with you, why are you still vomiting blood?"

"This Brother Huang's body has always been healthy, how could he suddenly vomit blood for no reason?"

Those who practice martial arts must practice hard almost every day, otherwise, the martial arts that have been practiced with great difficulty will slowly decline.

Whether a person's kung fu is high or not, mainly depends on two points, one is whether his body is still tough, if it is not tough, then when it comes to fighting, whether it is speed or strength, there will be a certain degree of decline.

The second is the ability to adapt to changes and the use of some moves.

Therefore, since this old man surnamed Huang is a martial arts master, his body is naturally beyond doubt.

The unprovoked vomiting of blood is eighty percent related to the palm of the Rakshasa just now.

"What did you do?" Looking at the rakshasa, Zhuge Ye's face was very complicated.

In addition to the horror, more dare not be unbelievable.

Rakshasa didn't speak, just looked at Zhuge Ye calmly, his eyes full of contempt.

Poof.

At this time, the old man surnamed Huang spit out a mouthful of essence blood from his mouth again.

After two mouthfuls of essence blood spurted out in a row, a trace of pale color appeared on the old man's face, and all the qi and blood on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by pain all over his face.

"Brother Huang. ”

Someone in the crowd was not calm, and hurriedly ran over and helped the old man surnamed Huang, because he could see that the old man surnamed Huang seemed to be a little unsupportable.

"Brother Huang, are you alright?" an old man asked with concern.

And when the old man surnamed Huang was about to speak, he spit out a mouthful of essence blood from his mouth again, which was already the third mouthful of essence blood he spit out.

After three mouthfuls of essence blood spurted out, the old man surnamed Huang no longer had much color on his body.

The whole person is like he is dead.

If someone hadn't helped him, at this moment, he would have fallen to the ground and couldn't stand the ground.

"This ....."

Everyone's faces became extremely solemn.

Everyone glanced at the old man surnamed Huang, and then at the rakshasa, and in addition to fear, there was still fear in their eyes.

"Could it be..."

Supporting the master surnamed Huang, at this moment, he suddenly lifted the clothes of the old man surnamed Huang.

I saw that the old man surnamed Huang had an obviously bright red slap mark on his chest.

And this slap mark was left on him by the Rakshasas.

Seeing this scene, everyone had almost concluded that Brother Huang's three mouthfuls of essence blood were done by Rakshasas.

"It's internal strength. ”

Among them, there was a knowledgeable old man who took a deep breath and said, "What the Rakshasa used just now is internal strength. ”

Internal strength?

As soon as these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

Then came a big discussion.

"How is it possible that he has actually developed internal strength? Doesn't it mean that internal strength is just a deceptive thing in legends? How can anyone be able to practice it. ”

"Yes, even the old angel of Wudang Mountain has been practicing martial arts for nearly a hundred years, and he has not practiced his internal strength, he has been groping all his life, he is only so young, how can he practice internal strength?"

"No way, I don't believe it. ”

"This matter is already in front of you, you still don't believe it, don't you see it yourself, this Brother Huang obviously suffered a very serious internal injury, didn't I say, even if you give Brother Huang two punches with all your might, can you spit out three mouthfuls of blood to Brother Huang?"

"Three punches can't either. ”

"That's right, to beat Brother Huang out of internal injuries, how much strength does it take, and its strength must pass through the body to hit the internal organs hard, so that he will suffer internal injuries and vomit blood. ”

"If it's an ordinary child, or a frail person, and vomit blood, we can do it if we work hard, but Brother Huang has such a tough body, and it's unexpectedly..."

Thinking of Rakshasa's understatement just now, everyone's scalps were a little numb.

It seems that the rakshasa didn't use much strength.

But even so, this Huang brother's body was directly crushed.

Spike!

That's right, it's a spike!

Brother Huang was killed in seconds!

Rakshasa only used one move, and he killed Brother Huang in seconds!

"This person has reached the legendary realm, even if we join forces, I'm afraid we won't be his opponent, right?" At this time, someone retreated and said it directly.

Internal strength.

A fabled ethereal existence, a realm that no one has ever reached.

But the rakshasa in front of him seems to have reached it.

Once this news spreads, the whole Jianghu will be shocked.

Zhuge Ye's face was also blue and purple, he looked at the rakshasa and asked, "You just ..... Used.... Is it really internal strength?"

Zhuge was also scared, completely scared.

"I don't know what internal strength is. ”

Rakshasa looked at Zhuge Ye and said lightly.

Zhuge also frowned, and said: "You don't have to fucking pretend to be confused with me, the palm you slapped just now used internal strength." ”

"Oh, it turns out that that's internal strength. Rakshasa smiled silly.

"Look for death!"

Suddenly, Zhuge Ye took out a gun in his hand.

Zhuge also thought to himself, even if you know how to have internal strength, even if your martial arts are high, what about it?

No matter how high this kung fu is, I'm afraid of kitchen knives.

What's more, Lao Tzu has a gun in his hand, haha.

Unless your body reaches the point of invulnerability, otherwise, if you are hit by Lao Tzu's bullet, you will definitely die.

No one's body is able to resist a bullet.

So in Zhuge Ye's heart, Rakshasa is dead this time.

Rakshasa looked at Zhuge and smiled faintly: "Three years ago, you were so despicable, but I didn't expect that today, you still haven't changed at all." ”

"Despicable or noble, my goal is to kill you, to kill you. ”

"You're just a little gangster, you are not qualified to talk about anything despicable or despicable, in your rivers and lakes, isn't it the winner who is king?"

Zhuge also snorted and laughed: "You are not from the martial arts, I don't have to tell you any principles and rules, as long as I can kill you, I can do it." ”

The moment Zhuge also took out his gun, all the old men showed a trace of disdain on their faces.

They are all old-fashioned martial arts practitioners, and what they hate the most is hot weapons.

If you can't beat someone, you can pull out a gun, what is this?

Although he was dissatisfied in his heart, Zhuge also wanted money and power, and no one dared to say anything.

"Rakshasa, you're going to die this time. ”

Zhuge also snorted and said.

"Really?"

Rakshasa shook his head: "Do you think your bullet can hit me?"

After speaking, Rakshasa took the lead, he reached out with one hand, and leaned towards this Zhuge also, and Zhuge did not have any slackness, although his marksmanship is not as powerful as a monkey, but he is also a master of using a gun.

In fact, when Zhuge also privately challenged the world's masters, he secretly used overheated weapons, that is, guns, more than once.

There are two guys who are more powerful than Zhuge and both of them were killed by Zhuge by guns.

But Zhuge also disposed of the corpse very cleanly afterwards, so no one knew about it.

Zhuge also directly pulled the trigger without the slightest hesitation, and Rakshasa's head, like a phantom, directly dodged his bullet.

The distance between Zhuge and Rakshasa is too close, and the speed at which Zhuge also pulls the trigger is not as fast as Rakshasa shot.

Click!

Hearing only a click, the rakshasa directly pinched Zhuge Ye's arm and crushed the joints in his arm.

The crowd gasped and didn't come forward to help.

A master who has cultivated internal strength is not something they can deal with at all, especially the example of Brother Huang, which is alive in front of them, and they dare to make a move.

No one wants to be next.

It's a mystery and a legend about how powerful the master of internal strength is.

No one knows how big the gap is, but it's certainly not small.

Zhuge can also be said to be the most powerful one among them, but in the hands of Rakshasa, he was directly captured like a chicken caught by an eagle, and he didn't even have the strength to resist.

The gun in Zhuge Ye's hand, just like an ornament, was directly snatched by the Rakshasa and dismantled in three or two clicks.

"Zhuge Ye, do you still have any last words?" asked Rakshasa with a cold face.