The bald head glared at Bai Yanshu angrily, and his fist with bruised muscles was the first to swing away, but the young man on the opposite side did not dodge or dodge, but directly restrained his attack, so that he could not touch his jaw in the slightest.

Suddenly, a gust of wind passed, the man's pupils shrank, and the strange figure of the young man approached instantly, pulling him behind him who was about to make a move-

"Bang!"

The bald head was elbowed to the spine by the young man and knelt on the ground heavily.

The sharp pain spread all the way to the limbs, the knees seemed to have been shattered, the bald head was scarlet, and the face was twisted and cursed.

"your grandma!"

The young man's posture is relaxed, and he seems to be smiling but not smiling.

"That's it?"

The bald head struggled to get up, but he was trampled on his knee by a kick, and the severe pain made him dizzy and unavoidable, and finally, after the world turned around, a fierce fist hit him, and the young man knocked him to the ground mercilessly, and the sharp movement was so fast that only the afterimage remained.

The man spurted a mouthful of blood from the side of his head, only his chest rose and fell violently, and the whole person looked like a fish exposed to death, the corners of his mouth were bruised, his cheekbones were torn, and his trousers were stained with mottled blood everywhere.

"Boring—"

Bai Yanshu's demonic murmur sounded, and he raised a cold smile as if jokingly, beautiful and vicious.

"Let's go together."

The people on the other side seemed to have received his violent and bloody warning, and they were quiet for a while and did not dare to move forward, only Xiang Qiang suddenly broke the dead silence. His eyes flickered with fierce anger, and the blood flowing all over his body became as excited as if he were an opponent.

"If you kid can beat me and the second child today, my landlord's position is willing to be offered with both hands!"

"That's right! Serve it with both hands! The rugged man who was the first to provoke echoed in the same way.

Bai Yanshu slowly raised his hand to unbutton a button, and his scattered expression disappeared in an instant, followed by the violent coercion of a person who had lived in darkness walking in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain.

His eyes closed slightly, and he announced in a cold, sticky tone:

"Come on, use all means to defeat me."

- So that I know how far you can go.

- Then, for my use.

Everyone held their breath and watched the baptism of this power struggle, Xiang Qiang glanced back at his brother, and nodded silently.

When Xin also came, what he saw was Xiang Qiang, who was the first to step forward, and the cold light looming in his hand.

Tsk, the safety work is not in place, and the iron pieces are all hidden by him.

She shook her head slightly, as if she didn't care about it. After all, if Bai Yanshu was a person who could kill with a piece of iron, then he would really be so sorry for the good things he had done.

The young man in the distance really chuckled when he saw this, and immediately restrained his wrist and took advantage of the situation to test the other party's skills. The two figures quickly staggered, their fists and feet combined, and the fierce wind swept in, blowing up dead leaves on the ground.

After a short period of evenly matched, the young man seemed to be a little impatient, and instantly intensified the offensive, and the man was knocked to the ground at once, lying on the ground and unable to get up.

The piece of iron that had fallen to the ground had turned red, and Xiang Qiang's abdomen was also stained with blood.

The rugged man joined the battle with a loud shout, his fierce face full of fiery anger. Bai Yanshu picked up the broken broom is a stick, and then flew up and kicked him on the shoulder mercilessly-

"Bang", the man fell to the ground on his side.

Before his blackened vision could regain his vision, he was violently clamped around his neck, and he struggled to break the hand, but in the face of absolute power, it was like a grasshopper shaking a tree. As the young man's slender five fingers gradually tightened together, his flushed face began to turn purple.

Finally, in the painful whimpering convulsions, the man felt a sudden loosening of his neck, and an oozing sneer faintly came.

"Alright—"

Bai Yanshu smiled lightly, and casually tore off a cloth from the person on the ground and wiped his hands.

"Game over."

The flying leaves against the blood-stained training ground are beautiful and solemn, like an ancient oil painting carefully carved by a master.

No one thought that this white, pure, demonic and handsome young man would be so inhuman.