Bang......

Uncle Bai kicked him very casually and directly on Wang Bowen's chest, and kicked him out without any effort.

One is a veteran level master of the Bai family, and the other is a rookie who has not been in martial arts for half a year, and the gap between the two is too big.

Uncle Bai can pinch Wang Bowen to death casually, like pinching an ant to death.

Wang Bowen fell to the ground.

Holding his chest in pain, he felt a trace of fishy sweetness in his throat, a stream of blood mixed with fishy and sour gastric juice, he spit it out, and lay on the ground panting like a cow.

If the battle between Ning Qinglian and Uncle Bai is a movie, he is just a trick, and he is not even a trick.

It's just that in the next second, Wang Bowen struggled on the ground a few times, supporting his body with both hands, using all his strength, trembling, and finally barely stood up.

For example, on the beach of the future island, when practicing with Wang Zhong, every time he falls, he has to stand up one more time.

Staggering, Wang Bowen rushed forward again.

His mouth was wide open, revealing his blood-stained teeth, and at this moment, his expression looked very hideous.

Uncle Bai and Ning Qinglian in the battle saw this scene, and the battle situation was also slightly stagnant.

Bang!

Wang Bowen did not forget the gun in his hand.

He fired.

The strong recoil made Wang Bowen snort, his wrist trembled slightly, and the shot that was originally aimed at Uncle Bai's chest flew towards his head.

It's just around the corner.

Uncle Bai still had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and in an instant, he stretched out two fingers and pinched the bullet.

As a martial artist of his realm, bullets no longer pose any threat to him.

Unless, unless, in the face of a large-caliber sniper rifle, or, a more powerful artillery.

"Come on! Let's go together! ”

See this scene. Wang Bowen didn't seem to be surprised, he yelled at Ning Qinglian angrily and pounced again. "Look at Lao Tzu's gun!"

Uncle Bai frowned slightly, in his opinion, this "fly" really didn't know what to do.

The leg that didn't kill him before, and now he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

Flying up, Uncle Bai threw it into Wang Bowen's chest.

Wang Bowen did not dodge or dodge, and made a move that no one expected.

He opened his arms and hugged the thick thigh, and the whole person looked like a broken sack. Hung on Uncle Bai's legs.

"Hit!"

"Hit him!"

"If I die, let the boss avenge me!"

Wang Bowen shouted hoarsely.

Uncle Bai's leg flicked hard, wanting to shake off the obstacle on his leg, but how could Ning Qinglian miss such an opportunity, the sword in his hand was raised, and Huo Huo's sword light was actually a little more powerful than before.

was hugged by Wang Bowen on one leg, and Uncle Bai's actions were no longer as fast as before.

It's just that. Although he tried his best to shake off the humanoid sack, he couldn't do it at all.

Blood spurted wildly from Wang Bowen's mouth, and there was blood all over his body. It was as if he had crawled out of the hell of the sea of blood, but his two hands were like vices, clutching at each other.

Howling winds. There is a vague sense of tragedy.

This scene moved everyone.

"Don't!"

"Bowen, let go!"

Liu Xiaoxiao exclaimed.

She had tears in her eyes. stared at Wang Bowen intently, his eyes full of worry.

As a literary and artistic young woman studying Chinese, she has seen many fragments in novels that describe the deep brotherhood between men, and those fragments that can make others cry, but in her opinion, she has never felt anything.

It's not that she's a cold-blooded animal, it's just that as a girl, she can't understand that feeling at all.

Liu Xiaoxiao felt that if the two men really came to the point of life and death, they could still dedicate themselves to each other, either they were brothers or ...... Same. Sex. Love.

Isn't that a good sentence, men and women are only together for the purpose of reproduction, and true love is between men and men.

However, now, seeing Wang Bowen rushing forward desperately, like a moth flying towards flames, she vaguely understood.

It turns out that those stories are not just made up by writers.

……

It was even darker.

The sky is like a naughty child, using the sky as paper, dark clouds as ink, scribbling in the air, and electric snakes winding in the dark clouds, and the hearts of people who watch are shocked.

Ning Qinglian couldn't stop panting in her mouth, her face was pale, and she was dripping with sweat.

The corner of her eye caught the vision in the sky, Rao is her mind is firm, and at this time, there is also a trace of despair in her heart.

It's true...... Can't hold on anymore?

Bang!

At this time, Uncle Bai finally relied on his strong internal qi to shake Wang Bowen's body out.

Wang Bowen lay on the ground softly, his limbs twitched weakly, and the bones in his body were broken I don't know how many.

Liu Xiaoxiao hurriedly hugged him in her arms and cried into a tearful person, anxiously calling, desperate screaming.

"Don't mess with him." Songhe Lao Dao crawled over very embarrassed, took out a gourd from his arms, opened the cork, and took out a soybean-sized fragrant pill, "Feed him to eat." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao hurriedly took it and stuffed it into his mouth several times, but he couldn't stuff it at all.

Even the pills were stained with blood.

"Mouth-to-mouth feed."

Hearing this reminder, she suddenly came back to her senses, and regardless of Wang Bowen's mouth full of blood, she puffed on the pill, and her two slightly pale lips were gently pasted.

……

Roar!

A cry that did not look like a human being suddenly sounded, incomparably loud and loud, and even the thunder in the sky was suppressed.

This voice was like a tiger in the mountains suddenly getting angry, and it was like an old dragon in the sky moving a real fire, containing an extremely angry emotion.

Wang Zhong, who was sitting cross-legged on the riverside, slowly opened his eyes.

However, his eyes were blood-red, like two fine rubies, revealing a pure and clean red light.

After the "boss ......" took the pill, Wang Bowen seemed to have recovered a little bit of sanity and lay in Liu Xiaoxiao's arms. Seeing this scene, he suddenly cried out in weakness and surprise.

"Not good!" Songhe Lao Dao shouted.

"Qi disordered, flushed face, red eyes, this ...... It's a sign of madness! ”

In a hurry, the voice of Songhe Lao Dao was very loud, and many people listened to it.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked dumbfounded.

Gone mad?

Is it so decaying?

However, on second thought, it is really possible.

Become a Grandmaster. And where is it so easy?

Even if Wang Zhong is a demon with a lot of talent, and no matter how fast his cultivation progresses, it is impossible to break through the grandmaster at the age of twenty, right?

For a while, many people quietly breathed a sigh of relief and stared more intently at the scene on the field.

Wang Zhong slowly stood up.

There is a huge momentum on his body, but this momentum is extremely violent and gives people a feeling. It's like a bunch of explosives that could explode at any moment.

Burst!

Wang Zhong couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and the pain on his face slowly seemed to be going through the most cruel punishment in the world.

"Boss, boss. How did you end up like this? Wang Bowen shouted forcibly.

Seeing Wang Zhong's appearance, he felt that there was something in his heart that suddenly broke.

The reason why it is so desperate. It is because I have always had good expectations in my heart, expecting Wang Zhong to be able to kill the Quartet after waking up.

And now. Hopes are dashed.

Ning Qinglian glanced back, she was also dumbfounded, and the look in her eyes dimmed.

With her eyesight, she can naturally see it.

Wang Zhong, failed.

Rumble!

Seizing the opportunity, Uncle Bai didn't pity the jade at all, and slapped her on the back.

A stream of blood spurted out of her mouth, and Ning Qinglian flew out far away, landing not far from Wang Zhong.

"Blood!" Wang Zhong shouted, and the whole person was like a wild beast, and he saw fresh blood food, and pounced on her.

A powerful big hand grabbed Ning Qinglian's snow-white neck, lowered his head, opened his mouth wide, and bit it out with his white teeth exposed.

Ning Qinglian was almost stupefied.

In a hurry, she didn't know where she got the strength, so she hugged Wang Zhong's shoulders and blocked his mouth with her lips.

This scene made the hearts of those who watched it tremble.

It's a copy of Beauty and the Beast.

After a few breaths, probably fainted by Ning Qinglian, Wang Zhongpao pulled her head away, and ran around the field anxiously and violently, and couldn't stop roaring from his mouth, like a beast.

Many people can't bear to watch it anymore.

People are sympathetic to the weak, and if Wang Zhong achieves the grandmaster, it is guaranteed that there will be envy, jealousy and hatred in the hearts of people.

But now, he has become like this, and the people who protect the Dharma for him have also been injured.

This powerful Grandmaster's breakthrough has simply become a farce.

Bai Xiaofeng laughed.

"Wang Zhong, aren't you arrogant?"

"Aren't you amazing?"

"Aren't you going to kill someone from my Bai family?"

"Aren't you trying to become a grandmaster?"

"Haha, look at what you've become now, like a dog, oh no, dogs are better than you!"

At this moment, the excitement in Bai Xiaofeng's heart really can't be expressed in words.

Seeing such a scene with his own eyes, the resentment in his heart that had been held for many days was scattered.

But, in the next second, he couldn't laugh.

As if hearing his voice, Wang Zhong turned into a white lightning bolt, pounced, and in an instant, he crossed a distance of several hundred meters, grabbed his neck with one hand, and lifted him up.

"Let it go!"

Another gust of wind, it's Uncle Bai.

At the moment when Wang Zhong just moved, he felt that something was wrong and hurried to the rescue.

However, his speed is a little slower than Wang Zhong after all.

Roar!

Wang Zhong's hand was violently exerted, and his five fingers tightly grasped Bai Xiaofeng's neck, and with a click, his head was twisted off.

Blood spurted wildly.

Such a ferocious scene, the crowd screamed and retreated.

Only then did I think of it, although Wang Zhong failed to break through the grandmaster and went mad, but a strong man who went mad can exert much more combat power than before he went mad!

The grandmaster who went crazy is also a grandmaster!

"Die!"

Just as Wang Zhong just unscrewed off Bai Xiaofeng's head, Uncle Bai roared angrily and slapped Wang Zhonghou's heart.

It's just that at this time, Wang Zhong, as if he didn't feel pain at all, spurted a mouthful of blood, turned around sharply, and launched another fierce attack on Uncle Bai.

One punch and one kick, there is no chapter move, but it is strong and powerful.

Uncle Bai carefully defended and dodged.

Even though at this moment, he had a monstrous hatred in his heart, but he could only forcibly suppress it in his heart.

After all, Bai Xiaofeng is already dead, and this beast-like madman, his combat power can be called terrifying, and it is simply a deadly way to fight.

The two of them stood together, flying sand and stones, and the powerful internal qi stirred, causing gusts of wind, even if they were a few hundred meters apart, they could feel the awe-inspiring majesty.

The crowd watched in silence as the battle began.

Wang Bowen passed out again.

Daoist Songhe looked up at the sky, his face was puzzled, and he muttered to himself, "It doesn't make sense, why is the thunder in the sky still condensing?" ”

And by the river, Ning Qinglian, who was lying on the ground, her face was hidden in the dark.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. (To be continued......)