The huge fist wind was like a hurricane, wanting to swallow Chen Hao and Zhou Qingyan at the same time.

In the thick of the night, the King of Spades is like a fierce devil, extending its claws to the two of them.

Although the King of Spades' lips were closed, it was as if he could already hear a cold and smug laugh coming from between his teeth.

Chen Hao grabbed Zhou Qingyan's thin waist tightly with one hand, ignoring the vomit she vomited on his body, nor the near-fainting pain from his left arm, his eyes stared at the King of Spades.

Just as the palm of the King of Spades slapped towards him, the corners of Chen Hao's mouth suddenly hooked up with a smug smile.

Directly open Zhong Kui's devouring skill——

Before the K of Spades got close to Chen Hao, he felt as if his whole body was suddenly frozen, and a huge suction force rushed from the top of his head, greedily devouring a certain energy in his body.

"Ahh

The King of Spades twitched in pain, but the huge suction continued to devour, as if it was trying to drain his body.

No matter how the King of Spades uses the internal force in his body, there is no way to fight against this powerful force.

Shock was written on his face, and an extremely ominous premonition grew in his heart.

The painful sensation lasted for four or five seconds and then faded away.

The King of Spades felt that all the strength of his body had been drained just now, and now although he was still alive, his body seemed to have lost his soul and flesh, and after this huge suction disappeared, he collapsed to the ground in a limp manner.

"How...... What's going on? The King of Spades couldn't believe what he had just experienced.

According to his current physical condition, he wanted to use his internal force to stand up, but found that no matter how he used it, the internal force seemed to disappear suddenly, and he even struggled to move his limbs.

The King of Spades's heart suddenly "chuckled", and he seemed to feel that his internal strength seemed to be abolished in an instant?!

The internal strength of the K of spades was completely lost, and he fell to the ground like a dying man, but the situation on Chen Hao's side was not very good.

He devoured all the internal force of the K of spades, and suddenly changed from an ordinary person's physique to an ancient martial artist, and he was also an ancient martial artist in the middle of the yellow level, and the internal force changed too quickly, and Chen Hao's body could not accept it completely for the time being.

The dantian was like a balloon that had been filled with excessive gas, and there was a faint feeling that it might explode at any time.

His face was pale, sweat was dripping from his forehead, and his whole body was so painful that he kept convulsing.

The internal force that does not belong to him is forcibly absorbed, and this feeling is not easy for Chen Hao.

He immediately put Zhou Qingyan, who was lying on him, to the ground, then sat cross-legged and began to recuperate, slowly transforming the internal force he had just absorbed into something that belonged to him.

The cold sweat on his forehead became more and more, slowly wetting Chen Hao's clothes, and before long, even his pants were already wet.

The evening breeze blew in bursts, drying the cold sweat that kept coming out, making Chen Hao's body shiver with chills.

In the process of his continuous recuperation, the uncomfortable feeling gradually disappeared, and the cold sweat gradually decreased.

A refreshing sensation that I had never felt before, and the injured arm on the left side gradually returned to normal, and the pain disappeared significantly, and I was able to move freely.

In the process of Chen Hao's recuperation, the King of Spades slowly stood up from the ground.

Seeing Chen Hao sitting cross-legged, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate, the K of Spades felt that his opportunity had come.

He slowly approached Chen Hao, and when he walked in front of Chen Hao, he saw that Chen Hao still had no intention of opening his eyes, with a hideous smile on his face, he raised his right palm, and slapped it heavily towards the top of Chen Hao's head with a force that seemed to completely slap Chen Hao into the ground.

However, at this time, Chen Hao suddenly opened his eyes-

With an extremely rapid force, he raised his hand and waved.

It was as if a hurricane was coming instantly, and before the K of spades could react, it was directly slapped away by Chen Hao's palm.

Before the K of Spades could scream, the whole person had already flown a few meters away and fell to the ground.

He suddenly felt that his internal organs had been smashed, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth in a row.

Chen Hao stood up, his posture standing, surpassing the previous handsomeness.

He felt more comfortable than he had ever felt before, all the tiredness and discomfort had vanished in an instant, and now he felt full of strength even when he took a step and raised his arm.

Looking at the King of Spades who was knocked to the ground by him and could only spit blood, Chen Hao walked in front of him with a sneer.

The figure of the black press stood in front of the King of spades, like an immovable mountain, and the King of Spades was a little out of breath.

"You...... Who the hell are you? The King of Spades asked, using the last of his strength.

If Chen Hao said that he was just an ordinary person, the King of Spades would never believe it.

Chen Hao's strength was so terrifying that even he, an ancient martial artist, was not his opponent.

The corners of Chen Hao's mouth hooked up a faint smile, and he said in a low-key manner: "I am Chen Hao, you can also call my stage name - Chen Ritian." ”

"Ahem."

The King of Spades fell to the ground and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood from his mouth again.

His face was already thin, but at the moment it was withered, as if the end was approaching, and there was no trace of blood on his whole face, as if it had been plastered with lime, and it looked indescribably strange in the night.

"Say, who sent you?"

After a pause, Chen Hao recalled what had happened before, and continued to ask coldly: "What is the purpose of what you are doing all this?" ”

"If you want to be beautiful, even if I die, I won't tell you!" The King of Spades squeezes a few words out of between his teeth.

"Good! Then I will fulfill you! ”

Chen Hao kicked the head of the King of Spades hard, kicking his raised head back to the ground.

In the next second, Chen Hao stomped his foot on the back of the King of Spades, as if he was caught by the ground, and the King of Spades found that no matter how he moved, he couldn't break free.

The back felt like a boulder weighing a thousand pounds, and the King of Spades felt like he was almost suffocated.

"Okay, good, I'...... I say, I say both! ”

Chen Hao raised his foot.

The King of Spades could barely breathe a breath of fresh air, and after taking a few breaths, the King of Spades raised his head and said with difficulty, "Yes...... It was Lao Yinbi who sent me, and he instructed me to do all this, if you want to kill him, kill him, it has nothing to do with me! ”

Lao Yinbi?

Chen Hao frowned.

Hasn't this thing been taught by himself a long time ago?

Unexpectedly, after sparing his life, this thing didn't know each other, and later he looked for someone to assassinate him behind his back, and he was still looking for an ancient warrior.

The corners of Chen Hao's mouth were coldly hooked.

"I ...... I've said it all, now that my internal strength has been abolished, you can let me go, right? The King of Spades asked expectantly as he lay on the ground like a dog.

"I can let you go-" After a pause, Chen Hao sneered, revealing a row of cold teeth, "By the way, I'll give you a ride!" ”

(End of chapter)