"Bang!" Jiang Kun's body slammed into the weeds, he felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and his hands tried his best to support his upper body. Jiang Kun also came over in a fire and water, and the perseverance in his will is not inferior to anyone. What's more, if you can't kill Lin Kunkun here now, then your life will come to an end, and the only hope is to join forces with Iizuka Makoyu.

"What I hate the most is you little devils who hide their heads and tails!" Lin Kunyan's leisurely voice came out in the void, and with the fall of the words, Lin Kunyan's right hand stretched out strangely behind him.

A man dressed as a ninja was standing on the weedy field, holding a Tang knife in both hands, and one end of the blade was pointed directly at Lin Kunkun, but the knife had no way to pierce Lin Kunkun's body. Lin Kunyan's right palm was firmly grasping the back of the sword, and the other party couldn't pull it out even if he wanted to. Iizuka Makoto had been on the battlefield for a long time, and seeing that his knife could not be advanced or withdrawn, his hands rotated clockwise, and the internal force spewed out.

The Tang knife, which was shining with silver light from the sunset in the west, was instantly dyed with a layer of inky blackness, but Iizuka Mayuku's idea fell through. Under the surging internal force, although the handle of the knife in his hand began to twist, as for the end of the blade in Lin Kunyan's hand, it did not move at all. Lin Kunkun let the black internal force of Iizuka True Bow hit his palm, this internal force was like pervasive mercury, but even this could not be invaded by a drop.

"Heh!" Lin Kunyan chuckled, his right hand was slightly forced, and the same slight internal force swallowed out, and the black from the tip of the knife faded at an extremely rapid speed, and at the same time, the twisted Tang knife also began to straighten up. In this way, Iizuka Mayuki had to give up the Tang knife in his hand, but even if he acted decisively, his movements were still not as good as the internal strength that had faded. "Hmm!" With a muffled snort, Iizuka Makoto did a somersault backwards, his body hovered in mid-air, and he couldn't stop taking several steps back after landing. Iizuka Makoto, who stopped his figure, held his left hand tightly with his right hand, and stared at Lin Kunyan with fierce eyes.

"You better decide it yourself!" Lin Kunyan's mood sounded like a kind of dead despair, he just wanted to bring Shi Liu's body home now, as for how to take revenge, it was not his concern now, maybe his heart had been scattered with Shi Liu's death.

Jiang Kun also relieved himself, and he glanced at Iizuka Zhengong, and the two of them rushed towards Lin Kunyan at the same time.

"Toast and don't eat and drink!" Lin Kunyan's face darkened slightly, and he stood in place without any movement, as if waiting for the attack of these two people.

Jiang Kun's hands moved rapidly, and there was a faint figure of gossip between the two palms, this gossip was a little mutilated, hazy, but the relatively clear place was a little quaint. And the Iizuka True Bow that shot out from behind Lin Kunyan was also filled with black qi all over his body, this black qi was very shallow, looming, and there seemed to be a snake-like animal swimming and gliding in the black qi.

"The Bagua Gate has been reduced to the point where even the innate peak can't even condense the iconic gossip?" Lin Kunyan whispered to himself lightly.

"Waste! You little devils really don't have anything to do with except for the unrecognizable and unrecognizable Qimen technique. Hmph, it's like that's what happened. ”

The whisper did not slow down the speed of Lin Kun's movements, and one floated, and the body that came over to the side was facing Iizuka Makoto with his left hand and Jiang Kun with his right hand. In the eyes of outsiders, it was like Iizuka Makoku sending his neck into Lin Kunkun's left palm, and the black qi immediately dissipated, and Lin Kunkun pinched Iizuka Mako's neck and lifted him up.

While moving with his left hand, Lin Kunyan's right hand did not stop at all, turning his fist into a palm, breaking through between Jiang Kun's two palms, and imprinting it on his chest fiercely. While touching his chest, the internal force was also transmitted to Jiang Kun's body.

The sound of bone cracking came out, and Jiang Kun collapsed softly. He was really desperate, Lin Kunyan's hand completely cut off his thoughts. Almost all of his bones had been broken and shattered.