In the noisy crowd seat ring, the two phases look at the tube.

The momentum gradually became louder, and those vulgar words gradually stopped, as if the victory of the battle of Huleng could be decided in an instant?

Hula-la.

Black clouds arise, and dark insects chirp.

Countless red silk threads flashed in Hao Jian's hands, and his eyes looked at Huleng with a gloomy look, and Du Yuxi on the side also looked at him and was silent for a long time.

The land of survival seems to have escalated into a land of war, and the war is about to break out!

Hao Jian secretly thought, this Du Yuxi seemed to be a little jealous of himself and seemed to be using his own hands to achieve his own goals, but from this point of view......

"No, borrowing a knife to kill someone, or did she calculate me from the beginning?" looked at Du Yuxi vaguely, "I didn't want to come out." ”

"But now it seems to be a perfect disguise for her, which is not very friendly to me, and I must take the initiative in my own hands again. ”

Secretly made up his mind, Hao Jian looked at Hu Leng again, this thing is dumbfounded, although the power behind the beast is terrifying and abnormal, but no matter how you look at it, it is just a mess of waste, so there is no need to worry.

"Then the next step is to establish your authority here, let Du Yuxi be afraid of me again, and take the initiative in my own hands again!"

Roar Roar Roar ......

The tiger roared, the tiger kicked on the ground, the dark skin of the bare body instantly surrounded by colorful colors, and the shoes made by the grass turtle also exposed the sharp claw blades, deeply embedded in the ground, accumulating strength.

The horrified appearance, the bulging bag of bloodstone, is accumulating.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

Hu Leng seemed to have caught a flaw in Hao Jian, and it was indeed like this from the outside, there were no bright eyes, and there were some doubts in the hollow, but this was definitely the best time for him to make a move.

Click.

A sharp friction sound came, and a black light instantly disappeared into the night, approached Hao Jian, and directly poked out the tiger's claws.

Hao Jian didn't know when, but he seemed to know from the beginning that this tiger was going to make a move at this moment, turned to the side, and then condensed the blood-colored aura, the palm print was mighty, and he took a step, and the golden robe that was whirring and waving reflected the dim and swaying lights.

Bang la blah.

It was as scattered as the sound of dripping raindrops, but at the moment of timely reformation, it gathered into a little red light, thrown out of the cuffs of the golden robe, and countless red threads refined in the palm of the palm were instantly wrapped around Hu Leng's body, and each filament and arc were all silently inserted into Hu Leng's bare skin.

What tough tiger skin, what rough defense, what strength and bravery, all had no effect at this moment, like light rice paper, divided together.

What kind of expression does Hu Leng have?

The separated tiger pupils sunken deep into their eye sockets, and their throats chirped lowly, it was a kind of hoarse death, and the speed of the crossing was extremely fast, but for a moment it slowed down, slowed, slowed...... At last...... Frozen in place.

On the bulging face of the tiger, a few white hairs distributed on the cheeks can be vaguely seen, which is particularly clear on the blood-red face, and the ambiguous appearance is deeply buried in the flesh.

It was the scattered stones of Hao Jian, who had fallen to the ground before, it was a secret method, an existence beyond martial arts, and it was called a vicious move.

"Huh...... The excitement begins. ”

A trace of disgust flashed in Hao Jian's eyes, and then he flashed, stretched out his hand and grabbed the sluggish Du Yuxi on the side, flashed to the side, and the moment of boasting was two or three feet!

The speed of terror.

The warriors surrounding the wooden table didn't even see Hao Jian's move!

It's just a casual dodge of two or three times, why is this tiger flute frozen in place?

What's going on?

"What the fuck are you going on, that kid is running away, you're standing there, piggy!"

"That's it, hurry up and kill that kid! We want to see how good that beauty is!"

......

A group of people made a fuss, but they didn't see how Huleng's different expression was interpreted.

"What's wrong with Chen Wanling? Why don't you continue to fight with him? Can't you even dare to make a move?" Du Yuxi asked Hao Jian, but his eyes always stayed on Hu Leng's body, not knowing why.

"Hehe......" Hao Jian just laughed shamefully.

"Don't you see it yet......? It's already dead......"

Slowly, he seems to be waiting for the moment when his artwork will finally take shape.

"What?!" Du Yuxi was startled, "How is this possible?" I stood by and didn't see you make a move at all?"

This is indeed the truth, although she did not put her body close to Hao Jian's side, her spiritual power was always around Hao Jian's hands and body.

I clearly remember that Hao Jian only emitted aura, and then quickly dodged Huleng's attack, and his palm shone with red light, but Hao Jian didn't even seem to stretch out his hand from beginning to end, right?

Why did you die?

"Isn't he still standing there?"

"That's it, you waste must have been used for some shady trick, so that Hu Leng can't move when he stands still, and after a while, we will be able to see your flesh and blood fall apart!

The warriors around the table all heard Hao Jian's words clearly, and shouted one after another, not paying attention to Hao Jian's nonsense at all.

"Wait a minute?"

"It's a bit of a wait. ”

"You can see my beautiful artwork in a moment, it is the method of death that he personally selected for himself, vivid, only blood and bones!"

Hao Jian smiled, as soon as his voice fell, the standing tiger in front of him suddenly looked like a sand dune under a storm, and most of the messy hair dissipated with the wind of Weiyang at night, and then ......

Hu Leng's body was like a knife cut, and the top head fell to the ground with a click, and the delicate thing was that Hu Leng's body was mutilated but the head was able to stand.

Then, it continued to separate, piece by piece, as if separated from the place where each piece of bone was connected, click, click......

That strange sound sounded, and the lines around the tiger skin floated down from the body!

Hiss!

What is that?

Is it a tiger skin or the skin of the tiger itself?

Only the surrounding black circle can see that it is a flawless work of art, and it is indeed just like Hao Jian said, a work of art...... A pinnacle of artwork.

Is it done?

No!!

The feat of death was vividly evolved by Hao Jian.

"This secret technique suits me perfectly, it fits perfectly with the Immortal Heavenly Scripture......