No one understood what Tang Ji meant by raising his right hand.

The five fingers of that hand are slender, and there are black veins under the fair skin that are slightly protruding and flowing.

Then I saw that in the palm of Tang Ji's right hand, there was a black fighting qi that was rapidly gathering.

This black fighting qi was still compressing while gathering, condensing like substance.

"Wuyue Fist!"

Wen Gaolang's body is like an eagle hunting, and his fists are filled with a majestic earth-colored fighting spirit.

Faintly, you can see the mountains looming in the fist.

A heavy landslide-like feeling of oppression was released and spread in that fist.

"Wuyue Fist, that's the famous fighting skill of the head of the group! Xuan-level advanced fighting skills, this punch goes down, don't talk about that kid. Even if it is a strong person of the same level, he does not dare to take it hard. ”

"It's okay if that kid is really a strong man of the same level, it's better to run away than to die if he can't pay the price, but it's a pity that he's not."

"Wuyue fist down, that kid's body is light."

A group of people at the helm of the dark forces in Utan City shook their heads one after another, as if they could already see the miserable end of Tang Ji.

As for the tricks that Tang Ji is exerting, there is no sound.

Compared to the mountain-like Wuyue Fist, it is really ...... The mantis arm is used as a car.

At least in terms of momentum, it is.

Huang Zewei, the leader of the Double Dragon Society, crossed his fingers on the table, and Wen Gaolang, who was a half-step fighting king, used all his strength to use his famous fighting technique Wuyue Fist, even if he was now, it was difficult to parry.

"Broken!"

When the broken word spit out of Tang Ji's mouth, the black condensed bead in the palm of his hand finally moved.

Under the gaze of Baidao's gaze, a black energy line shot out silently.

"Wuyue Fist, is it? Let my gossip break the mountain and break you today! Tang Ji wore a black robe and danced wildly.

A terrifying aura of destruction rippled through that black energy line.

Not good!

That kind of breath is a breathtaking and life-devouring obliteration!

Even Wen Gaolang, who was a half-step Dou King, felt that the unstoppable killing intent was coming, but it was a pity that the Wuyue Fist that he used with all his might was too late to disperse.

Ready to fly, have to send!

"Pretending to be a ghost! A hairy boy, can he really kill me, a half-step fighting king? Wen Gaolang's face turned red suddenly, his fighting spirit was run to the limit, and there was a squeezing pain in the meridians and bones.

In the fist, the influence of Wuyue is more real, and the sense of oppression has skyrocketed.

Shout!

That black energy line finally came, and when the tip landed on the Wuyue Fist, a hole was directly dissolved in the barrier that exuded a thick earth-colored fighting qi.

The black energy line stuttered slightly, and it shot in quickly.

Bang!

In the next second, a huge explosion was heard.

The black energy swelled violently, and it was released in Gao Lang's body.

The entire underground conference room fell into a deathly silence again.

Blood Dragon Gate Master Shi Li, Shenghai Pavilion Master Gao Zongming, and Double Dragon Society Master Huang Zewei were all shocked, and they all noticed the black energy line.

It's really like a thread.

No impurities, pure black.

At first, none of the three leaders of the dark forces cared.

Wen Gaolang used the famous fighting skill Wuyue Fist with the full strength of the half-step fighting king, and everyone naturally believed in Wen Gaolang more.

However, the moment that black energy line touched the Wuyue Fist, it directly dissolved into a hole, and then drilled into it.

Go in, it's Wen Gaolang's body.

When Tang Ji's gesture changed, Wen Gaolang's body that rushed into the air exploded directly, and the black fighting qi was like a loose horse, wantonly destroying and trampling.

Thump!

Wen Gaolang's body fell straight down, broken flesh and broken bones, and blood splattered all over the ground.

A group of leaders of the dark forces in Utan City, who were speechless, looked at it intently, and they couldn't help but gasp suddenly.

Wen Gaolang is not dead.

There is a saying that is very in line with Wen Gaolang in front of everyone, some people are still alive, but he is dead.

Most of the body was in tatters, drenched in blood, and the whole person was already out of breath and inlet in little air.

Those frightened eyes stared at Tang Ji deadly, and before his consciousness disappeared, Wen Gaolang still couldn't believe that Tang Ji would be so strong.

"Since you don't want to follow my advice, you'll all die."

Tang Ji took a step forward.

This step seems to have stepped on everyone's heart.

The heads of the dark forces present couldn't help but tremble with Tang Ji's step, and he actually killed Wen Gaolang.

The strong man of the half-step fighting king was killed by Tang Ji in one move.

Swish!

A phantom flashed out behind Tang Ji, and when he reappeared, it was in front of Hang Ying, the president of the Iron Wing Chamber of Commerce.

This phantom is naturally No. 17.

"You dare!" Hang Ying's eyes were about to split, and the black short-haired young man standing in front of him had a self-evident killing intent.

Whew!

Immediately afterwards, two people appeared in front of Hang Ying with solemn faces, both of whom were strong in the Great Dou Division.

The guards hired by Hang Ying with a lot of money are also the biggest support for Hang Ying to run the Iron Wing Chamber of Commerce.

"Your Excellency has no grievances with us, and I hope to raise your noble hand!"

The two great fighters said coldly.

The short-haired black young man was Tang Ji's subordinate, and the two big fighters had witnessed Tang Ji's arrogance.

They didn't want to provoke Tang Ji's subordinates, wouldn't that be tantamount to opposing Tang Ji?

Seventeen didn't say a word, and his fist blasted out without any fancy.

The two big fighters were helpless, and the action from the seventeenth fist was full of pressure, and the former shot with all his strength.

No. 17 has no intention of retreating, he wants to fight two big fighters by himself!

"Poof—"

"Poof—"

When Seventeen's fist collided with the two Great Fighters, the terrifying power exploded. The two Great Fighters flew out, and the arm that collided with Fist Seventeen was badly twisted and shattered.

The two Great Dou Masters knocked out many cracks in the walls, and they couldn't stand up from the ground.

"Tang Ji, you are so bold! Kill Wen Gaolang, do you think you will be able to stand on top of the dark forces of our Utan City? ”

Huang Zewei, the leader of the Double Dragon Society, slapped the table heavily and shouted angrily.

"Please teach the Lord of the Yellow Society." Tang Ji was expressionless, and directly stretched out his hand in the air.

Sen Luo Palm!

Yin and Yang!

"Swallow me!"

Tang Ji's two eyebrows pressed down slightly, his eyes were pure white, and the characters of the entire underground meeting were in his sight.

Sen Luo's palm combined with the twenty-first fire of the strange fire list to emit a terrifying devouring power, and there was a slight twist in that space.

The five fingers bent slightly, and the terrifying devouring power exploded.

A majestic mixture of different fire and fighting qi swept through Huang Zewei's space like a dragon, and the latter's face changed drastically.

This breath has already made Huang Zewei feel the threat of death.

"I agree with your proposal!" Huang Zewei swallowed his saliva and shouted loudly.

"It's a pity it's late." The corners of Tang Ji's mouth hooked up the arc.

The many dark forces in Utan City are not convinced?

Then kill them until they serve!