Chapter 942: I won't let you go if I'm a ghost!

Yao Dongting, who was watching the battle from a distance, saw the clue.

Ziyu's blow will kill you. It seems to end this unsuspenseful crushing game.

Ending Tang Huan's life in this way can indeed save face for the club.

At least the left attendant will not die in vain.

At least - the group of delegates would be very happy with such an outcome.

After all, after Tang Huan learned their identities, he was already hated by the deputies.

Tang Huan didn't die, how could they sleep?

The white smoke in the distance also sighed softly, and the look of regret flashed in his eyes without a trace.

She's done her best.

She didn't want Tang Huan to end her life like this.

She originally thought that Tang Huan could go to a more ambitious peak in life in Sijiu City.

Unexpectedly, because of impulse, he collapsed in this ancient castle.

The head of the sect, after all, is a god-level powerhouse with great dominance.

How can it be that just one Tang Huan can shake it?

Bai Yan knew that Tang Huan was not far from death. If he can't catch this blow, I'm afraid he won't survive!

Regret, regret, and some inexplicable emotions.

Bai Yan lowered his eyes slightly, not wanting to see the scene where Tang Huan was killed.

And the sub-fish in the middle of the field was full of murderous intent, and even on the cold face, a touch of murderous intent quietly climbed up!

The mortal blow of a god-level powerhouse, how many people can resist it?

What's more, it's Tang Huan, who has long been exhausted?

There was a muffled bang!

Ziyu's blow slapped Tang Huan's chest fiercely.

This blow is so powerful that it can break stone and break iron.

But—

Tang Huan stood in place, not moving!

Ziyu's blow was more fierce and fierce than his last blow.

Even with the last blow, Tang Huan was knocked out and staggered to the ground.

But why didn't Ziyu's blow kill Tang Huan on the spot?

It's incredible!

It's too much to accept!

Even Ziyu himself, who made the shot, couldn't help but tilt his ears slightly, as if he wanted to judge what went wrong through his keen ear power.

Ziyu's blow shocked the audience.

Including the white smoke standing in the distance, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look over.

She wondered what was going on.

And Tang Huan, how did he block the invulnerable offensive of the head coach!

But in fact, did Tang Huan block it?

He didn't stand in the way.

Although this time, after knowing a little about the way the blind sect head attacked. He could have done as little damage to himself as possible.

But Tang Huan didn't do it.

He just used his flesh and blood to resist Ziyu's blow.

Drip.

Blood dripped on the back of Ziyu's hand, and his brows were slightly stretched.

All the confusion has been revealed.

Perhaps, Tang Huan just wanted to let himself die with dignity?

That's why he didn't retreat a step, just spent in the same place like this?

Is that the case?

Ziyu raised his face slightly, and his expression was still indifferent: "What are you stubborn?"

How terrifying the power of his blow was, he and Tang Huan knew it as well.

According to human body mechanics, Tang Huan has to fly at least three or five meters to be reasonable, or even farther.

But Tang Huan stood still at all.

What is he stubborn about?

And what is he holding onto?

In this way, it will only make his death more tragic and painful!

"Stubborn?"

A hoarse voice sounded slowly.

It's so rotten that it seems to come from hell.

At this moment, Tang Huan was spurting blood from his mouth and nose. The eyes that were originally black and white were also red.

His face was as pale as paper. Bloodless.

But the corners of his boring lips inexplicably appeared with a sly smile.

"I'm not stubborn. Tang Huan slowly raised his right hand and said word by word. "I just want you to taste it. What a punching bag big fist!"

Bang!

A simple iron fist smashed past without any fancies.

Even though the subfish has quickly folded his arms to block. But Tang Huan's punch was powerful and unstoppable.

Even if Ziyu's face was not directly hit by Tang Huan's fist, he still smashed it on his own face with the help of Ziyu's arms.

The strength and explosiveness can be seen.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Ziyu was furious.

He didn't expect Tang Huan to be so desperate.

I'd rather take a blow from myself than find a chance to get revenge back!

Even if he begged for death, would he need to do so much?

Tang Huan's behavior also stunned everyone.

Bai Yan's heart also sank slightly.

She saw it.

Tang Huan is going to ask for something from the head coach by suicidal means!

Even if he died, he didn't want to die so inexplicably!

But—

Why bother?

Is it really worth dying so painfully and tormentedly?

Really, not despairing?

The scavenger stared at Tang Huan indifferently, equally thoughtful.

Ziyu's third blow was shot again.

He shot out angrily, and the intensity of the attack was unbelievable.

This attack, even the group of delegates who were standing by and watching the battle shuddered.

An arrogant killing machine swept the audience. It's chilling.

Obviously, Ziyu was enraged.

At boiling point!

He wants to break Tang Huan's corpse into thousands of pieces, crush bones and scatter ashes!

He wanted Tang Huan to die in the most tragic and painful way. Let him regret making such a decision!

Bang!

This palm seems to penetrate Tang Huan's body!

At the moment of slapping, Tang Huan's body seemed to be dented!

The picture is shocking and desperate!

But Tang Huan——

He was still in place!

It's like an iron tower, a mountain. Standing still!

What's even more terrifying is that after Ziyu shot this blow, Tang Huan not only did not dodge, but grabbed Ziyu's palm with one hand. Immobilize it!

"It's my turn. ”

Tang Huan's face was covered in blood. The eyes are red.

But the corners of his mouth showed a weird, hideous, and shocking smirk.

At this moment, he seems to have come from purgatory.

It's as if you're going to pull the fish and go to hell together!

Bang!

Tang Huan raised his iron fist again. It smashed into the head of the fish with great ferocity!

Bang!

One punch after another, another punch!

The arm that the fish parried was broken by the beating.

Ziyu's face was also smashed like a pig's head!

The bridge of his nose was broken!

His teeth were shattered!

Even his eyes, which had long been blind, were smashed into two light bulbs!

Tang Huan is like a dying beast, using the most primitive means to attack Ziyu frantically!

The first powerhouse of the Pentagon Club!

The head of the head of the god-level powerhouse!

The scene was so bloody and terrifying that the audience was silent and shuddered!

No one thought that Tang Huan would act like a madman and exchange his life with Ziyu in such a way!

Yes!

Everybody sees it!

Tang Huan is begging for death!

But even if he dies, he will never let Ziyu live alone!

He wants to take Ziyu and go to hell together!

He's going to destroy the backbone of the Pentagon Club!

Tang Huan finally defeated Ziyu!

The flesh and blood blurred Ziyu fell to the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

And Tang Huan, who was also covered in blood, staggered towards the scavenger on the stage.

He was like a bloody man, terrible as a demon!

He opened his eyelids, which were already difficult to open, and roared angrily at the scavenger: "If you dare to touch Qin Su's hair again, I won't let you go if I am a ghost!"

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