"Master Ao, are you?Is this really killing this kid?" Huang Zhiqiang looked at Ye Zirong who was trembling on the ground, and then at the young martial artist with a murderous face, his face suddenly showed a look of panic, and he was so frightened that the child who was like a full moon listened to the thunderbolt, his bones were about to be broken, and he no longer knew the south, south, north, and west.

Although Huang Zhiqiang is a rich boy and has the bad habit of being quick to speak and fighting fiercely, he is very afraid when he really sees someone killed, after all, he is still just a minor child, and he will still be afraid of big things.

The martial artist who had held Qin Shuiwen hostage glanced at the motionless young man on the ground, turned his head to look at the young martial artist, and said: "Senior brother, if you are an ordinary person, as long as you hit us twice, you will not survive, I see that this kid is young, and his bones have not grown strong, so he must have been killed by us." ”

"Wouldn't it be better to kill a late-stage martial artist, this will not only be one less enemy in the future, but will also allow us to make a name for ourselves in the cultivation realm and be powerful in all directions!" The arrogant martial artist had an arrogant look on his face, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Qin Shuiwen's face was pale with fright, his eyes were dull, he hid in a corner, and said to himself: "Zirong was killed, Zirong was killed, what can I do......

Hearing what the young martial artist said, Huang Zhiqiang was even more frightened and the bones on his body began to tremble, he never thought that this proud master would be a cultivator.

What's even more terrifying is that Ye Zirong was beaten to death by this cultivator.

Originally, I just wanted to teach this kid a lesson, make him a cripple, and move around by himself, and the relationship could be settled. But now that they have all taken their lives, how can this be explained to the director of the family?

The more Huang Zhiqiang thought about it, the more scared he became, and he even began to regret it, he shouldn't have invited these people to deal with this kid in the first place.

After a while, the proud warrior said to the warrior just now: "Guan Xu, go and see if this kid is still angry!"

"Haole, senior brother!" Guan Xu responded, and then walked up to Ye Zirong, reached out to his nostrils for a while, and said, "Dead! Dead! ”

The young martial artist hurriedly said: "Then hurry up and take this kid back to the house, I will use him as a Ding Alchemy Pill! Since he is a late martial artist, he must be able to help me refine the superior elixir." ”

Guan Xu nodded, and hurriedly stepped forward, carrying the corpse of the Divine Needle Hand on his back.

The young warrior led the way in front, walked quickly towards the main road, and urged: "Guan Xu, you hurry up, when this kid's body becomes cold, the effect will not be great." ”

"Yes, yes!" Guan Xu quickened his pace and followed closely.

But as soon as the young warrior stepped out of the door with his front foot, he heard Guan Xu behind him suddenly scold, "Damn, why is this kid suddenly so heavy?"

"What's going on?" the young warrior asked after a pause and turned back.

"Oh yes, I can't stand it, this kid has at least five hundred pounds, and I can't carry it!" Guan Xu exclaimed, and he really felt that the pressure on his back had increased a lot.

The young warrior frowned and said, "How is this possible? This kid is at most a hundred catties!"

As soon as his voice was silenced, Guan Xu suddenly screamed twice, and then couldn't even say half a word, only his legs and stomach trembled, and he couldn't take a step no matter how hard he tried, so he just froze in place stupidly.

"Ah, isn't this kid dead?" the young warrior was stunned, and after a moment, he immediately said, "Oh no, he used the Qigong Closed Qigong." ”

Yes, Ye Zirong just used the closed qigong, this skill is the immortal medicine sect Yi Yuan closed qigong method passed to him by the master, and its mystery lies in the fact that while running the exercise, it can also regulate the vitality in the body.

The physique of the Divine Acupuncture Hand has just been promoted to the late stage of the martial arts, and the force value is not yet stable, so this exercise can not only modulate the Qiankun Yuan in the body, but also strengthen the newly promoted force value, making the gold liquid condensed in the Huang Court more solid.

Although Guan Xu's martial arts value has reached the early stage of the martial arts, he is only a new martial artist, which is far worse than his senior brother, and he can't even understand the closed qigong method run by the divine needle hand.

Although his senior brother looks young, he is also an old Taoist priest, and he can only keep his youth because of his ability to stay in the face.

Shen Needle Hand slowly opened his eyes, the muscles of his whole body suddenly exerted force, and his limbs were tightly locked on Guan Xu's body like steel chains.

The young warrior saw that the situation was not good, and was about to make a move, but suddenly he heard a ......bone sound of "clicking" from Guan Xu's body.

The needle hand increased its strength, and its limbs were as strong as four pythons.

After only a few moments, the pipe suddenly screamed, and then blood spurted from his mouth, and he rolled his eyes and was about to fall to the ground.

"Guan Xu, what's wrong with you?" the young martial artist exclaimed, bowed to his knees, and immediately pressed towards Ye Zirong.

Ye Zirong's eyes lit up, and he immediately moved his martial arts, and all the strength of his whole body was quickly transported to his palm, and his backhand was a grid, which directly slashed into the young warrior's knee.

His palm wind was extremely fierce, driving an infinite force, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", and the warrior's knee was actually split off.

A cone pain suddenly spread throughout the warrior's body, the disjointed leg swung a few times in the air, and immediately stopped moving, he bit the root of his teeth, stepped on the other leg, jumped around, like a prey that had been shot by a gun, and fell to the ground after a few tosses.

"Senior brother?" The other two warriors quickly turned around, and saw that the young warrior was actually beaten to the ground, his face was shocked, and he hurriedly rubbed his fists, regardless of his three-seven-twenty-one, jumped up to one left and one right, and the two jabs smashed both sides of Ye Zirong's back.

These two killing moves were unleashed in anger, and their power was unmatched.

Two whirlwinds quickly sounded in his ears, Ye Zirong knew that this killing move was too sheng, and his mind turned, and he hurriedly let go of the limbs wrapped around Guan Xu's body, and his body shook and fell straight from him, and then he rolled on the ground, and he was five steps away.

This series of movements is done in one go, smoothly and quickly, which is really unexpected.

When the two warriors saw this, they couldn't take it back and kill it.

The fist went straight forward, no longer under the control of his thoughts, only heard two "bang" sounds, and two vicious jabs hit Guan Xu's body.

"Nima, even Lao Tzu is beaten, where are the eyes?" Two bursts of heart-piercing pain emanated from Guan Xu's left and right shoulders, and instantly spread to his head and internal organs, until they flooded his entire body.

With a "bang", Guan Xu immediately fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and spitting non-stop.

The young warrior was extremely angry when he saw this scene, but he was already injured, and he couldn't help, so he just shook his head and sighed on the side.

When the two warriors saw that they were beating their brothers, they were both ashamed and angry, and their hatred for Ye Zirong was even deeper, so they hurriedly moved up and threw themselves at him again.

Ye Zirong flipped up from the ground with a carp, but saw that the two warriors used their fists, legs and elbows together, and attacked him in turn.

The magic needle hand flashed, and all those moves hit the wall.

The two warriors didn't seem to feel any pain at all, like mad dogs, turned around, one after the other, and made a series of ruthless moves.

But after more than a dozen rounds, he didn't even touch the edge of the magic needle.

The two warriors were suddenly furious, one left and one right directly hit him, and as soon as they touched his side, one of the warriors reached out and grabbed it, and the other warrior opened his mouth and bit it.

The needle hand stepped back, right against the wall, and although his body dodged the attack, his clothes were pulled by the two cubs.