His entire left hand was sealed by Zuo Han's "Dark True Qi". Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Not only is the internal force unable to be transmitted to the iron hand, but the whole body is stiff and not controlled by the brain. Originally, Wang Cheng was wary of Zuo Han's exclusive skills. But first, Wang Cheng had not seen the actual combat effect of Zuo Han's "dark and true qi" before, and he still didn't think so through Komatsu Taro's relay, thinking that Komatsu Taro was exaggerating and just looking for an excuse for his own failure. Wang Cheng took it for granted that Zuo Han's "Dark True Qi" was the "Cold Ice True Qi" used by Zuo Lengchan back then, but he didn't know that the "Cold Ice True Qi" was just a copycat version of "Dark True Qi", and its power could not be compared with the "Dark True Qi" at all. Second, Zuo Han deliberately pretended to be angry, and he also had frequent flaws in his moves and pace, which made Wang Chengcheng think it was true and inadvertently relaxed his vigilance. But if a master makes a move, life and death often lie in a thought. At the moment when the iron hand and the long sword collided, Zuo Han's pure yin internal force had already flowed from his iron hand to Wang Cheng's shoulders and the meridians of his body. If it were someone else, it wouldn't be completely unresponsive, but Wang Cheng's iron hand couldn't sense the heat and cold, and by the time his physical body realized it, it was already too late.

Some people in the Southern Department of the Sun Moon Divine Sect even began to applaud Wang You's envoy, and they saw with their own eyes how Wang Cheng's iron hand accurately hit Zuo Han's chest, but the strange thing was that Zuo Han still raised his sword and immediately cut off most of Wang Cheng's shoulders as if he was fine. Not only that, Zuo Han also leaned back, kicked Wang Chengxin. Wang Cheng was like a wooden man, he was hit by Zuo Han's kick alive, flew backwards a few feet, and was motionless.

Someone whispered, "He's dead." ”

Bald Pen Weng was taken aback, and there was already a deep fear in his eyes when he looked at Zuo Han. Originally, he also wanted to find an opportunity to fight Zuo Han alone, so as to kill people and kill people, so as not to leak Zuo Han's family situation to the outside world. Now it seems that Wang Cheng can't pass ten moves in his hands, so what is his chance of winning?" The bald pen man pondered in his heart. At this time, Zuo Han had already inserted the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard, and said to the bald pen Weng, "In the next mistake, the right envoy of the king was killed by mistake." I'm really sorry, and I ask for your understanding. ”

Bald Pen Weng glanced at Wang Cheng's corpse and ordered someone to wrap it in a white cloth and restrain it. Then, he said with a gloomy old face, "The right envoy Wang has been my good brother for many years, and now he is gone, which makes people's hearts very sad." But the two sides competed, the swords were ruthless, and they could only obey the destiny of heaven. How dare I blame Lord Zuo?" After a pause, the bald pen man said, "Next, isn't it time to prepare for the second competition?"

Zuo Han smiled, "Exactly." He turned his head and said, "Li Baihu, then this time, it's up to you to go into battle." Don't panic, Bald Pen Weng is proud of his status as a grandmaster, so naturally he will not be embarrassed by you. Nine times out of ten, he will send his apprentice Yuan Biaoshu to fight against you, you pay attention to his wrist movements, hit if you can, and hide if you can. After all, you are not a person in the rivers and lakes, as long as you can hold out to thirty moves, I will give you a great credit. After Li Baihu leaned over to receive the order, he immediately drew his sword and stepped forward and stood in the center of the field. Taking advantage of the bald pen Weng carefully looking at Li Baihu's kung fu, Zuo Han slowly took three steps back and leaned on Zhang Tianquan's body. Zhang Tianquan was taken aback, and hurriedly asked quietly, "Master Zuo, does it matter?" Zuo Han's face turned pale, shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, you secretly support me behind my back, and I have good luck to heal." Shangguan Hongyang also discovered the abnormality of the situation at this time, and he guessed that Zuo Han must have hurt his vitality, and he didn't want Bald Pen Weng to find out. So he beckoned the two Koizumi Qianjia sisters to his side, and deliberately found something to say, which blocked the bald pen Weng's sight for Zuo Han.

The Bald Man hadn't really noticed their little movements. He was busy pointing out to his beloved disciple Yuan Biaoshu, who was hunched over his waist and kept nodding his head in agreement. After a while, sure enough, it was Yuan Biaoshu who walked to the field and represented the Southern Department of the Sun Moon Divine Sect in the second round of the competition. Yuan Biaoshu nodded to Li Baihu, and without waiting for his response, the long sword in his hand was already pouring towards Li Baihu like a storm. Li Baihu kept Zuo Han's teachings in mind, and used his advantage in light skills to move and dodge, and the knife between his waist or the wrist that slashed at Yuan Biaoshu could also make the other party scramble. But after all, Yuan Biaoshu is the beloved apprentice of a first-class master, and he has a lot of experience in fighting alone, and after he found that Li Baihu focused all his attention on his wrist, he had a plan. Yuan Biaoshu deliberately sold a flaw to lure Li Baihu to defend and attack, but he secretly lucked his sword, and after the long sword stopped in mid-air, it suddenly broke into two, and the other half of the sword quickly shot into Li Baihu's chest like a dart. The waist knife in Li Baihu's hand was only 0.01 centimeters away from Yuan Biaoshu's wrist for a time. It was a pity that he was defeated, and he died a very regrettable death.

Li Baihu's brothers in Jinyiwei suddenly cried bitterly, and even Zuo Han was so angry that they almost fainted.