85_85289Tang Batian was bloated, but he was extremely flexible, leaning back in a large arc, dodging Chen Jing's attack with all his might.

However, he didn't expect Chen Jing, who was already in prostration, to bend his fingers and strike again.

This time, Tang Batian couldn't dodge the past, and was pointed at his chest by Chen Jing's two fingers.

At the beginning of the dream orphanage, Chen Jing once showed his strength in front of more than 200 teenagers. Iron wood, which is harder than steel, can be submerged into an inch, let alone a human body.

After clicking this finger, Chen Jing completely lost his strength, and the hand that grabbed Tang Batian's wrist also let go, kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath.

Tang Batian spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his face became extremely ugly.

This time he was too light on the enemy, but he didn't expect Chen Jing to be able to deliver a blow even after completely prostrating.

Touching the chest concave two fingers wide, a sternum fracture is certain.

Tang Batiantie blushed, looked at Chen Jing and said coldly: "Die!" ”

The iron gloves were half-grasped, and the sharp spikes at the ends of the fingers grabbed the top of Chen Jing's head with terrifying killing intent.

Chen Jing knelt on the ground, his strength to raise his head was gone, and it was even darker in front of him. He was bleeding so much that he was already in a state of vertigo.

The threat of death is approaching, and despair is swept over my heart. This feeling is so familiar, in the three years in the Forest of Death, Chen Jing doesn't know how many times he has faced it.

Countless familiar scenes came to his mind, the first time he had faced a companion who was much stronger than him during training, and the first time he had faced a hunter alone since returning to the Forest of Death. When he infiltrated the Hunter's base, he encountered the man in the gray robe.

At the beginning, his strength was not much different from that gray-robed man. In one assassination failure after another, he faced such death threats every time.

However, he never gave up.

This time, he still won't give up.

"Roar!"

I don't know where his anger came from, just as Tang Batian was approaching, Chen Jing suddenly raised his head and roared angrily, reaching out against the iron claw.

The sharp iron thorn pierced the back of his hand, but Chen Jing didn't even look at it, he stood up from the ground, and actually pushed Tang Batian to retreat.

Tang Batian was slightly surprised, and then sneered: "Trapped Beast Fight, now, I see how big a wave you can make!" ”

The iron claw clenched hard, wanting to grab Duan Chenjing's palm. However, Chen Jing's hand was terrifying, and he couldn't move a bit. Not only that, the iron claws were held with a snap, and the iron pieces on the gloves were embedded in the flesh of Chen Jing's palm, dripping with blood.

And the iron pieces gradually began to deform.

"Let it go!"

Tang Batian shouted angrily, and the pain in his iron-gloved hand came from it, and it became more and more intense.

"Bump!"

Tang Batian struck out a palm with his other hand, and the volley hit Chen Jing's chest.

But Chen Jing was like crazy, he was not moved at all, his eyes were still red, and he was glaring at Tang Batian angrily, and that hand was always exerting.

"Bump!"

Tang Batian struck out another palm, and this palm struck Chen Jing's face. But he was held back by his other hand.

The two of them faced each other with their palms, and Tang Batian kept retreating, and fear gradually rose in his heart.

"Bastard!"

Tang Batian was annoyed, he was a dignified Tang Sect elder, a super master ranked seventy on the Jianghu list, and he was afraid in front of Chen Jing, a nobody. Irritates him.

Tang Batian's legs slammed into force, and after standing still, he raised his foot and kicked Chen Jing's abdomen, which got rid of him.

Tang Batian glanced at the iron gloves that had been deformed, and in the blood, the iron pieces twisted and flipped. was scrapped by Chen Jing. The main thing is that there was pain coming from his finger bones, with at least two broken phalanges.

After Chen Jing was kicked by him, he took the initiative to kill him regardless of the pain on his body.

"Look for death!" Tang Batian was furious.

A pair of hands clenched into claws, waving again and again, only a figure was seen, but no hands were seen.

The two fought together in an instant, but Tang Batian was more and more shocked, he couldn't take Chen Jing for a while.

And Chen Jing was calm and terrifying at this time, he was now in an extremely strange state, although his hands were constantly waving, fighting with Tang Batian. But he didn't think about every move, but used it naturally.

It's like a conditioned reflex, the hands move naturally without going through the brain.

Kaishanzhang!?

Tang Batian was shocked, Chen Jing was now using a mountain opening palm. The low-level palm technique of opening the mountain palm does not belong to the cheats, it can be said that many sects have it, and even the general martial arts schools and martial arts halls have people who know it.

It's just that Chen Jing's use is more subtle and more lethal.

Tang Batian naturally knew this kind of palm technique, but he had never seen anyone who had cultivated the opening palm to such power. Like his eagle grip, the shadows of his palms struck from all directions.

Chen Jing's eyes were open, but "there was no one in his eyes". He was fighting with Tang Batian, but there was no shadow of Tang Batian in his heart at all. He's savoring. He felt that this should be the fist intent, a mysterious and mysterious realm.

Chen Jing was overjoyed and devoted himself to the experience.

However, this is dangerous because it is a distraction.

In a fight, especially between such super masters, distraction can be fatal.

Sure enough, Tang Batian sensed his weirdness, flashed violently, and hit Chen Jing's ribs from the side.

"Poof!"

Chen Jing spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and several ribs were grabbed and broken by Tang Batian, leaving five visible bone scars, and blood flowed out. He got up from the ground and opened his mouth to scold, "I'm your uncle! ”

Chen Jing was annoyed, he hadn't fully realized the punching intent. Tang Batian's blow forced him to wake up from his experience, and that mysterious and mysterious feeling disappeared.

Tang Batian was glad in his heart, just now he also saw Chen Jing's weirdness, and guessed that Chen Jing was likely to experience the fist intent. Before he could fully understand it, he was tied with him, and if he was completely mastered by her, he would probably lose.

"Die!"

Chen Jing was annoyed, jumped up, his feet up and his head down, and bombarded Tang Batian from top to bottom.

"Boom!"

The earth shook, Tang Batian dodged, and the ground was slapped by Chen Jing's palm

Let's say that in the underground passage, Uncle You fought two super masters alone, blocking the way of the two black-clothed people. The others had already retreated into the stone cave, and although their skills were far from the two black-clothed men, there were still a few people with high kung fu skills who went out to help under the leadership of You Sanye.

As for the others, they took out the guys on their bodies and blocked them at the entrance of the cave.

However, before the two black-clothed men appeared, Bai Linglong behind him quietly made a move.

A long sword flew in her hand, and several lives were solved with one shot. She had been hiding at the back of the crowd, and when she struck, the people in front of her didn't feel it at all.

By the time the people in front felt it, most of the dozens of people had already died, and the remaining dozen people were not Bai Linglong's opponents. In a few breaths, she slashed them all