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The southern man didn't expect that Lingyang was still fighting, and he would be able to resist his full force without falling behind. Suddenly, the southern man was slightly distracted, but Ling Yang quickly bullied him, his legs were wrapped around the southern man's waist, and the tip of his right elbow smashed into the man's Tianling Gai, if Ling Yang succeeded in a blow, the southern man's life would be in danger.

At the juncture of his life, the man was a new force without a little injury, his head was tilted, and the tip of Ling Yang's elbow was rubbed over his ears, just smashed at the junction of the root of the neck and the shoulder, the man's palm had already appeared in Ling Yang's abdomen, and with a press of the spit, Ling Yang was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and before his elbow was smashed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person left the man's body, smashing the wall next to Tang Tang, and a large piece of cement fell to the ground, revealing the broken red bricks in the wall.

Ling Yang's eyes were dark, and he slipped along the wall to the ground, half-leaning and half-sitting, a large amount of blood gushing out of his mouth, staining the placket of his chest. The man knew how fierce the blow he had just now, and Ling Yang must have lost his ability to act now, so he ignored Ling Yang for a moment, and punched Tang Tang like a storm, hitting Tang Tang's chest and abdomen hard, Tang Tang didn't even scream, and his body collapsed softly.

The southern man punched Tang Tang's body more than a dozen times, and it wasn't until Tang Tang's eyes began to drift that the man noticed that due to a hard fight with Ling Yang just now, the power of the strange energy gushing out of his body had begun to fade, otherwise with a weak woman like Tang Tang, she could be killed with only three or two punches, how could she be allowed to live until now. The man's murderous intent was furious, and his whole body released a ferocious aura, one foot smashed the cement floor under his feet, the momentum of the supernatural person on his body became vigorous again, his arm once again glowed with metallic luster, and he punched Tang Tang's head hard, wanting to smash Tang Tang's head into a broken watermelon at once.

Ling Yang had already lost all his strength, and after witnessing all this, his eyes were about to split, and an inexplicable force appeared in his body, and he jumped hard, blocking in front of Tang Tang, his hands were one after the other, and he slipped on the man's arm, trying in vain to use the Tai Chi technique taught by Instructor Zhou Longhua to defuse the man's fatal blow, but Ling Yang had already become the end of the crossbow, and he was even standing crookedly and unsteadily, his fingers didn't use his strength at all, and he was hit right in the center of the chest by the man's punch.

The man's punch used the strength of his life, and the power was amazing, as soon as it touched Ling Yang's chest, Ling Yang's blood-stained clothes shattered and flew away, revealing Chiguo's chest, and a pitch-black six-pointed star was engraved on his chest, but it was not clear at all in the pitch-black environment. The man's punch with the power of the supernatural power hit the center of the six-pointed star, and the man was shocked to find that his fist could no longer advance an inch, and the whole person seemed to be firmly sucked by the whirlpool in the sea, and he couldn't help himself, and the power of the supernatural power in his body was withdrawn at an alarming speed, and the destination was Ling Yang's chest.

Ling Yang felt something else at this time.

Dragging his crippled body, he was hit in the chest by an iron-armed arhat, Ling Yang thought to himself that he would definitely die, but he didn't expect that when the tip of the man's fist touched the skin of Ling Yang's chest, something incredible happened.

Ling Yang's chest ached at first, and then this pain disappeared in an instant like catkins in a storm, and the man's fist turned into the healer's gentle hand, constantly releasing the power of soft and warm powers, nourishing his body. Ling Yang felt a surging force surging into his body, quickly repairing the wounds on his body, the most serious broken bone on his arm was healing rapidly, Ling Yang even clearly felt that due to the heavy blow to his abdomen, the intestines that had been messed up began to squirm on their own, returning to their original position, and the countless bleeding points had just partially disappeared, but the power of the strange energy from the man's arm suddenly broke off.

Ling Yang was nourished by the stranger, his spirit was lifted, his eyes were great, and he could clearly see that the man who had attacked him just now had turned into a terrifying dried corpse, the skin on his face was tightly attached to his cheekbones, his blood vessels were shriveled, his hair fell off, and due to the instant shrinkage of the flesh and blood on his body, the clothes on the man's body had fallen off to his ankles, which looked very terrifying.

"Oh, isn't this the legendary star-sucking **? Am I so special? An out-of-tune thought flashed through Ling Yang's heart, but the companions behind the man surged up again.

Ling Yang can see things at night, just like day, but Tiger Master and a killer don't have such skills.

Ling Yang and the southern man fought inextricably, but both of them shot like lightning, although they exchanged dozens of rounds of dangerous battles, in the eyes of others, it was just a few breaths. The killers only knew that their boss was killed by this young man, and they didn't think of anything else at all, and they rushed up desperately with shouts.

Ling Yang originally thought that he could even kill the supernatural, let alone such a few ordinary people, but just as he wanted to strike again, there was an unbearable stabbing pain in his chest. Ling Yang was shocked to find that he couldn't even lift a little finger.

Ling Yang fought fiercely with an iron-armed Arhat with a flesh and blood body, although he finally won, and relied on the black hole that sealed his own strange ability to eliminate the southern man's tracks, but Ling Yang's trauma was not completely recovered, and his physical strength was also seriously overdrawn, at this time, the sequelae attacked, and the brain and nerves were no longer able to effectively command the overly tired muscle fibers, and they could not move at all. Not to mention that there are still Tiger Masters with guns and five lifeless pursuers, even a child with a knife can easily kill Ling Yang.

Ling Yang felt a chill in his heart, and closed his eyes in resignation, ready to be torn to pieces by the killers who pounced on him, and there was no way to resist at all.

Just when Ling Yang was desperate, Ling Yang could already feel the knives in the hands of the killers, the cold and shining blades approached his skin, and the next step would be to pierce his body, drinking warm blood, this was a pure spiritual feeling, Ling Yang had never opened his eyes, but every subtle movement of the killers, even the expressions on their faces, and the curvature of their clothes, were all clearly visible.

However, this is not an exciting thing, because Ling Yang suddenly "saw" that the tiger master standing in the distance had already picked up a flashlight and shone it on the dry corpse in front of Ling Yang, and the tiger master's facial features were completely distorted together, and it was impossible to say whether it was hideous or fearful. Then, the tiger master trembled his arm and pointed the pistol of the black hole hole at his head, and the tiger master shot it.