The left arm became a palm, falling to the knife, Dusk grabbed the long stick with his right hand, broke out with the trend, twisted it fiercely, Jin Gang rotated wildly, the long stick seemed to turn into a golden spear, with the determination to die together, and went straight to the heart of the sea dragon.

In the midst of the crisis, Dusk actually wanted to give up the price of a palm in exchange for the victory of this battle.

"Childish!"

The corners of his mouth hooked a trace of contemptuous arc, and the sea dragon long knife kept turning, mercilessly, turning slightly, and actually let the young man split a palm, along the inside of the young man's arm, straight to the young man's armpit.

"Wow..."

The blood flowers bloom in the night, and they are very charming, and the blood droplets are sprinkled like rain, dyeing pieces of bluestone red. In the collision of endless blood and gold, an arm was directly broken shoulder to shoulder in the sword light, and it was powerlessly swept out by the energy.

"Big Brother Dusk!"

"Young man!"

Seeing the young man who lost an arm directly in the sword light, whether it was Tsing Yi Jiangshan or Su Wanrou, they all shouted in disbelief and pounced on the battle group without hesitation.

The pain in his arm made Dusk's eyes dark, and after biting the tip of his tongue hard, Dusk's eyes only regained a trace of clarity, but in the next moment, endless crazy blood filled his eyes, and he couldn't resist the dizziness from losing his left arm.

The curvature of the corners of his mouth became bigger and bigger, not hiding the mockery of the young man's seemingly desperate blow, turning over the sea dragon's feet, and gently stabbing the side of his body, he easily let the young man stab him desperately.

"Young people, remember, don't be so naïve in the next life!" With endless killing intent, he muttered, staring at the young man with a gray face and staggered by, the sea dragon long knife was withdrawn, and a blood-colored arc was drawn in the night, slashing towards the young man's neck.

"No..."

A sword split through the endless energy, Tsing Yi Jiangshan and Su Wanrou had not yet arrived at the place where the two were fighting, they saw the long knife slashing down towards the young man who was unable to parry, seeing that the young man was about to turn the sea dragon knife in a different place, Su Wanrou, who was already weak, collapsed directly on the ground under the ups and downs of emotions, two lines of tears, snatched out of her eyes, looked at the young man, and muttered in a hoarse voice...

"Boss, what are you doing!"

Seeing the actions of the proprietress, the shopkeeper was clever, risking being killed by the proprietress and grabbing the proprietress who wanted to jump into the venue.

"Let go!" Her eyes were like ice, and she looked coldly at the shopkeeper who was covered with cold sweat, and the proprietress said coldly without any emotion.

"I..." I still wanted to struggle, but before the shopkeeper could persuade me again, I felt a pain in my chest, and the person was blown out by the proprietress with a palm.

The situation was critical, and the proprietress didn't know why she wanted to act, but before she could show up to save her, the sudden change in the situation in the field directly made her take out the medicine bottle and freeze in place.

The bodies were staggered, the long stick that hit desperately failed, and the dusk, when he lost one arm, almost walked to the front of the ghost gate. With only his right hand, even if the long stick can change his move, he turns over at dusk and returns the pistol with a move, but a temporary move has no threat to the sea dragon.

Knowing very well that in this case, the long stick in the hand of the young man who was almost abolished was no longer threatening, so he would slash out with a knife unscrupulously, wanting to directly chop off the young man's head.

"The person who can kill the uncle has not been born yet!"

With a roar in his heart, Dusk gave up without preparation.

The young man, who had tried his best to stab out a stick and didn't have any strength left, was already in the air with the long stick, without any power to parry. The long stick is useless, Dusk's right hand did not hesitate to let go, and he actually gave up the long stick directly, and he didn't look at the long knife that fell straight to his neck, and the internal strength of Dusk's whole body disappeared in an instant, and the endless internal strength torrent was directly condensed on the index finger and middle finger of Dusk's right hand. In an instant, the two fingers that rose together almost turned into gold, the internal strength rotated and compressed, and the dying counterattack, one finger was empty!

As a finger stabbed out of dusk, wisps of inexplicable coercion rippled in the field out of thin air, not how powerful it was, indifferent and empty, but it was impossible to ignore.

The originally hideous face suddenly became indifferent and leisurely, as if at this moment of life and death, as if he had attained the truth, at this moment, dusk forgot life and death, forgot the moves, forgot the task, and forgot where he came from and where he was going...

Jin Gang, who was spinning wildly between his fingers, also stopped with the same look on Dusk's face. Wisps of golden light, with the night breeze, leisurely rippling in the night, slowly disappearing. The finger stabbed out at dusk became casual and elegant at this time, unable to carry the slightest wind, not a little sharp, and quietly fell on the heart of the frightened sea dragon.

A finger fell, and there was an inaudible sound in the field, as if it was the sound of blisters breaking, but it was such a light sound, under the finger of the slightest fluctuation of internal strength at dusk, the blood gang on the chest of the sea dragon was almost condensed into an entity, and the traces of cracking quickly spread, and in less than a breath of time, pieces of blood gang fragments fell with the wind, leisurely annihilated...

"Pure Fingers!"

The long knife fell halfway, but he didn't have the strength to swing it down, and he stared blankly at the fingers that were lightly on his chest, and there was still a little bit of unwillingness and disbelief on the face of the sea dragon.

"Poof..."

With a slight sound of breaking the air, behind the sea dragon standing in place, a bloody arrow burst out, and at the same time, a finger hole that penetrated his heart quietly appeared in his chest, and a wisp of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.

"Bang..."

Without any cushioning, the real final blow was delivered, and the dusk lost his balance and fell directly to the ground, and the whole person seemed to be drained, and he didn't even have the strength to fingers.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he let out a sigh lightly, looking at the sea dragon that was slowly lying backwards, and his eyes were dark and unconscious at dusk.

""Clear Fingers, one finger is empty!" Paused in the night, the proprietress looked at the two people who rushed to the young man in the field in a daze, and murmured inexplicably: "This young man is actually from Shaolin Temple!" ”

How is it possible, this young man is obviously not a monk, how could he...

I couldn't have imagined that this young man was actually from Shaolin Temple, the proprietress rubbed her eyes, and still didn't believe it.

Shaolin Temple is the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, and it is the top Jianghu sect in the Han Empire and even the entire Shenzhou Continent. Although Shaolin is said to be indispensable to lay disciples, but "Chengjing Finger" is a Shaolin stunt, and it is impossible for ordinary lay disciples to touch it, and this young man is young, even if he is a monk disciple, it may be difficult to practice to the realm of breaking blood with one finger for "Chengjing Finger"!

I didn't know that there were still people paying attention to this place in the night, and rushed to the young man's side, Su Wanrou knelt beside the young man, looking at the huge wound on the young man's left shoulder that was still bubbling with blood, looking at the young man's pale face without the hippie smile of the past, her tears, I don't know why, I can't help it...