Listening to Wen Yaozong's arrogant words, Wen Sanye's face became gloomy, and he said, "Pavilion Master Hou, it's up to you." ”

Hou Yuanliang is also the owner of the No. 1 Martial Arts Hall in Jiangcheng, when has he been despised as an ant, and immediately shouted: "Arrogance, look at how I beat you today!"

"Hmph, your Huaxia martial arts are just fists and embroidered legs, and they are useless. Nagarjuna, a man in an Aikido costume, sneered, his face full of disdain and contempt.

"Heh, Master Long, it's hard work. Wen Yaozong chuckled, pinched off the cigarette in his hand, and a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Soft-footed shrimp, make a move, I'll let you have a hand!" Long Shujin looked at Hou Yuanliang, his face full of frivolity.

"Presumptuous!" Hou Yuanliang shouted, his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and an extremely strong and heavy aura began to emanate from him.

Yang Shaolong's eyes narrowed, and he recognized that Hou Yuanliang was practicing foreign kung fu.

"Flower shelf!" Nagarjuna Jin became more and more disdainful, and reached out to Hou Yuanliang to hook his hand.

"Look at the move!" Hou Yuanliang shouted violently, like a thunderbolt falling suddenly.

"Stomp!"

The next moment, Hou Yuanliang had already opened his feet and rushed towards Nagarjuna.

Whenever he stepped on the ground, the ground shattered, and countless rubbles flew up.

"Haha, Pavilion Master Hou is worthy of being the owner of the No. 1 Martial Arts Hall in Jiangcheng, and his strength is extraordinary!" Hearing the third master's laughter, he suddenly had full confidence in Hou Yuanliang, secretly thinking that he was just a stick, how could he be Hou Yuanliang's opponent?

"Carving insect skills!" However, in the face of Hou Yuanliang's fierce offensive, Nagarjuna Jin only snorted in his nose.

When Hou Yuanliang was five meters away from him, he reached out and grabbed a stone that flew towards him, and a stone the size of a steel ball was pinched in his hand.

"Go!"

Nagarjuna Jin let out a low sigh and popped out his grip on the stone.

"Whoosh!"

There was a piercing sound of breaking wind, as if the paper had been cut by a blade.

"Ahh

Hou Yuanliang, who rushed towards Nagarjuna Gold, suddenly screamed, and spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

Then, his body suddenly flew out upside down, flying out several meters before smashing at the feet of Wen Sanye!

"This?" The smile on Wen Sanye's face suddenly froze, and he stood in place, before he could react, Hou Yuanliang was defeated without even touching Nagarjuna's clothes?

"I'm grass!" Brother Wolf's eyes widened, and he didn't see clearly how Hou Yuanliang was defeated, he only saw that a faint white light flashed in front of Hou Yuanliang, and Hou Yuanliang's body was knocked out.

"Flick your fingers. Among these people present, only Yang Shaolong knew how Hou Yuanliang was defeated.

Just now, when Hou Yuanliang rushed towards Nagarjuna Jin, Nagarjuna Jin ejected the stone he was holding in his hand, and the stone hit the Lingzhong acupoint on Hou Yuanliang's chest, immediately hitting Hou Yuanliang hard!

"Vulnerable!" After Nagarjuna Jin defeated Hou Yuanliang, he clapped his hands lightly and shook his head, looking a little disappointed, as if he was not yet happy.

"Haha, hahahaha. Master Long's shot was really unusual. Wen Yaozong laughed, with a very proud expression on his face, secretly thinking that if he abolished Wen Sanye tonight, the underground world of Jiangcheng would be his world from now on.

"Whew!"

Hearing that the third master inhaled the cool air, a cold air suddenly rushed from the soles of his feet to the Tianling cover, and his heart was desolate, is he going to die in the hands of Wen Yaozong tonight?

"Bang!" Brother Wolf was frightened, and sat on the ground with his legs limp, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

Wen Sanye is going to die tonight, let alone him?

Uncle Wang, the old man beside Wen Yaozong, glanced at Wen Sanye and said lightly: "Third Master, don't you say your last words before you die?"

Wen Sanye was also hard-boned, and snorted: "You always have to pay it back when you come out to mix, I already thought that there would be such a day." Win the king and defeat the king, I lost tonight, I want to kill or chop casually. ”

"Hey, there's personality, I like it. Wen Yaozong laughed and said cruelly: "Look how I can break the joints of your body one by one!

Nagarjuna Jin grinned: "Mr. Wen, let me abolish this bullshit martial arts hall owner first." ”

"Okay, as long as Master Long is happy, you are free. Wen Yaozong waved his hand.

"Happy!" Nagarjuna Jin laughed, and walked towards Hou Yuanliang with a cruel expression on his face.

Hou Yuanliang was lying on the ground, struggling to get up, but every time he stood halfway through, he would fall down.

"Paralysis, I'm going to die in the hands of a stick tonight. Hou Yuanliang didn't feel good in his heart, he had been spanning most of his life, but he didn't expect to capsize in the gutter tonight.

Soon, Nagarjuna Jin walked to Hou Yuanliang's side, and slowly raised his leg to step on Hou Yuanliang's neck.

"Huaxia sick man, have you seen how powerful my Goryeo Aikido is, and it's your honor to die in my hands!" Nagarjuna Jin smiled grimly.

"Alas, what kind of world, even a stick dares to spread wild on my Huaxia territory. However, at this moment, an extremely sad voice sounded.

As soon as these words came out, Nagarjuna Jin's foot on Hou Yuanliang suddenly stopped in mid-air, and looked back at the place where this sound originated.

At the same time, Third Master Wen, Wen Yaozong, Uncle Wang, and Brother Wolf also turned their heads one after another to look at the birthplace of this voice.

When they saw that this voice was spoken by Yang Shaolong, everyone was stunned.

This went on for almost a few seconds.

"Boy, who are you, dare to speak wildly, and now report your name to die!"

"Hehe, the waste boy of the Yang family, you are so daring, I will make you regret going against me tonight!" Wen Yaozong smiled cruelly.

"Master Long, kill him first!" Uncle Wang said coldly.

"Good. Long Shujin responded, did not kill Hou Yuanliang for the time being, and turned to Yang Shaolong.

"Ah, Boss...... Fast...... Run. Brother Wolf screamed, his face full of worry.

Just now, Nagarjuna Jin hit Hou Yuanliang, the owner of the No. 1 Martial Arts Hall in Jiangcheng with just one stone, how can Yang Shaolong, such an earth-shattering stunt of ghosts and gods, resist?

"Hey, Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you. Wen Sanye smiled bitterly.

"Oh, little girl, you will soon experience the taste of death. The smile on Nagarjuna's face grew colder and colder, and he vowed to torture this kid tonight before killing him.

"You're talking too much nonsense, stick!" Yang Shaolong said impatiently.

"Look for death!"

Nagarjuna Jin let out a loud shout, suddenly moved, and his body jumped towards Yang Shaolong like lightning.

Seeing this, Yang Shaolong's face was expressionless, and he turned his head to face a stone table in the center of the Peach Blossom Pavilion Pavilion.

There were several teacups on the stone table, and the teacups were filled with tea.

Yang Shaolong gently used his mouth to suck into the teacup.

Suddenly, Wen Sanye, Wen Yaozong, Nagarjuna Jin and others saw an unforgettable picture in this life.

I saw the tea in the teacup fly out of thin air, connected into a thumb-thick water line, and flew towards Yang Shaolong.

The waterline crossed a distance of five meters in mid-air, and finally completely drilled into Yang Shaolong's mouth.

"My grass, what kind of magic is this!" Wen Yaozong shouted subconsciously.

"Oh my God, what kind of stunt is this!" Hou Yuanliang's eyes widened, almost knocking his jaw down.

Yang Shaolong said lightly: "The magic of killing!"

When you open your mouth and spit it out, all the tea in your mouth is spit out.

After this tea is spit out, it is still a waterline!

The waterline slashed through the air, like a sharp arrow flying towards Nagarjuna.

Nagarjuna Kim was shocked, he had never seen such a stunt.

For a while, where did he dare to step forward, he hurriedly stopped, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and prepared to resist this shooting waterline.

"Poof!"

The waterline flew extremely fast, and it was already striking his hand in the blink of an eye.

In a muffled sound, the waterline pierced Nagarjuna's arms, and blood splattered out.

"No!" Nagarjuna roared, seeing the waterline still shooting at him after passing through his arms, and immediately retreated.

However, how could the speed at which he retreated be compared to the waterline shot out by Yang Shaolong?

In a breath, the waterline had caught up with him and shot into his chest.

"Poof!"

Another muffled sound sounded, and the waterline sank into Nagarjuna's chest like a sharp sword.

"Impossible!" Nagarjuna Gold roared, and his body was knocked out, blood gushing in midair.

"Plop!"

After flying out for several meters, Nagarjuna's golden body suddenly slammed to the ground, his body curled up, and blood was flowing from his mouth and nose.

"This ...... This is...... What kind of martial arts?" asked Nagarjuna Jin as he raised his head effortlessly and looked at Yang Shaolong.

Yang Shaolong said lightly: "The martial arts of killing sticks." ”

"You ......" Nagarjuna Jin was angry, spurted out another mouthful of blood, and his head suddenly pulled down, but his eyes were staring at the boss, staring at Yang Shaolong.

Obviously, he didn't blink an eye.

Dead!

Immediately, there was a dead silence!

Wen Yaozong couldn't wait to bite his tongue off, and the dignified Goryeo Aikido master was killed by Yang Shaolong with a mouthful of saliva?

"Ah, what's the situation?" Uncle Wang shouted, and jumped up, as if his feet had suddenly been pricked with an embroidery needle hundreds of times.

"This !!" Wen Sanye's eyes almost fell out of his sockets, he brought Yang Shaolong over tonight to make up the number, but he never thought that Yang Shaolong suddenly burst out with such terrifying strength, and he killed the terrifying Dragon Tree Gold with a mouthful of saliva!

"I'm grass, boss!" the wolf screamed, and his body jumped up from the ground, as if a spring had been installed under his buttocks.

"Bang!" Wen Yaozong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, felt his body instantly weak, and sat on the ground.

Looking at Yang Shaolong at this moment is like looking at the devil.

"Poof!" Uncle Wang knelt directly on the ground and said tremblingly: "Master Yang, this time we have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, you have spared a lot of our dogs!"

"That's it, that's it, Master Yang, you spare us, we will agree to whatever conditions you have!" Wen Yaozong hurriedly kowtowed and said.

"Really?" Yang Shaolong laughed.

"Really, really, really, of course!" Uncle Wang and Wen Yaozong kept kowtowing, and the blood on their foreheads came out, but they still didn't dare to stop.

Seeing this, Wen Sanye, Hou Yuanliang, and Brother Wolf were completely petrified!

This is the true power of Yang Shaolong!