The left hand turned into a palm, and the void space slapped towards the head of the bantam tiger, and the I Ching released its internal strength, and instantly struck out twelve palms from left to right and from top to bottom. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info flashes in an instant, quickly interspersed, a hazy palm shadow, like a psychedelic cloud, boundless from all directions to the head of the bantam tiger.

And in the misty palm shadow, a dragon head faintly flashed. It seems that this is the first half of the most offensive "Kanglong has regrets" in Tianlongsan's hands.

The bantam tiger was very dissatisfied with the full force blow just now, at such a big price, just a few points of blood were spilled, which could not achieve his goal at all, he wanted to snipe Wang Yonghuan on the spot.

Seeing Wang Yonghuan's wavy palm shadow, the bantam tiger sneered, and the lancet was divided into more than a dozen points. He thought very well, if Wang Yonghuan's left palm didn't dodge, he would pierce him out of a dozen holes.

I want to think about it, but at the moment when the two came into contact, Wang Yonghuan's left palm turned again and again with strange three pushes and three beats, as soft as the palm strength of the catkins, and the more than a dozen stabs of the lancet were deflected by the weight.

The moment the blade was swinged, the second half of "Kang Long has regrets" came out leisurely. The right hand strangely turns a fist into a palm, the tip of the palm rushes forward, and the fingers are slightly bent into a "crane's beak".

In the palm of the wind, the "crane's beak" poked out violently, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, like a wild dragon stretching out its claws. In the swaying of the meteor, it sticks straight into the left eye of the bantam. Yes, the second half of "Kang Long has regrets" broke out with all his might.

After more than 1,000 years of inheritance and tempering, Tianlong Hall has already become the top martial arts in today's cultivation world. Although Wang Yonghuan's skill is relatively shallow, once it is cast at this time, the power has surpassed the full force of the Xuanduan Primary.

In the face of such a ferocious counterattack, the bantam tiger had no idea of dodging in his heart. After using his life to use the "Riot" secret technique, he himself knew that no matter how he won or lost this battle, his future cultivation path might be extinct.

Since there is no future, there is no difference between life and death in this war.

The teeth were biting with a "clattering" sound, and the lancet in his hand burst out in the rotation, yes, this is the "free hand slash", the most explosive move in all the martial arts of the bantam tiger. As soon as the knife is taken off, life and death are immediate.

A white light contained a chilling murderous aura and a never-ending absoluteness. And the internal energy that came out of the body brought a sharp roar, and the air next to the blade twisted back slightly, which was due to the subtle changes in the air caused by the excessive speed.

As soon as the knife was shot, the thin body of the bantam tiger followed the direct shot, and crashed headlong into Wang Yonghuan's "Kanglong has regrets" attack circle.

I saw that the head of the bantam tiger suddenly lowered, and the small head was like a disarmed cannonball that crashed into Wang Yonghuan's "crane beak", and he actually wanted to use his head to resist the second half of the "Kanglong has regrets".

At some point, a silver pistol appeared in Wang Yonghuan's left hand. Yes, it was the "Browning" in his trouser pocket. But at this time, it was not used to attract the attention of Xuanduan's hard hand, but with the blessing of the internal strength of the I Ching, it was as fast as lightning to meet the flying lancet.

In the fight, the supreme role of the internal strength of the I Ching - calming the mind and calming the mind played a crucial role. On the line between life and death, Wang Yonghuan's mind is extremely clear in the operation of the internal strength of the I Ching.

With the ingenious blessing of the internal strength of the I Ching, the strange rotation of "Browning" was struck. The bullet-like rate of fire and the spinning top-like rotation are like a thousand-year-old vine, colliding with the lancet in a chain of collisions and entanglements in the circle, and the silk steel filings are sprinkled in the constant impact and friction of the two weapons.

At this time, Wang Yonghuan's "crane beak" hit the bantam tiger heavily on the forehead. The body of the bantam tiger rushed forward and instantly tilted his head back, and his legs were lifted up, and this guy did not forget to strike a death blow at the moment when his head was stunned.

Fortunately, Wang Yonghuan observed with his eyes at the last moment of "Kang Long's Regrets". On the bantam tiger's right leg, the speed of the mysterious attribute Xun protruded, and the body quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding the bantam's last kick.

Retreating like lightning, retreating and returning, with the blessing of Xun's speed, Wang Yonghuan's body was like electricity, as fast as if he had never left the same place. Leaning forward, his hands crossed like butterflies, and he slapped the front chest of the bantam tiger backwards with a flat and heavy slap, and hit none of the five palms with the advanced force of the Xun Realm.

Not to mention that Bantam Tiger was now in a semi-comatose state, even if he was in perfect condition, this was comparable to the five palms of the Yellow Duan Consummation Martial Artist, and it was not something he could bear.

"Poof" blood spurted wildly, and the bantam tiger was slapped to the ground with heavy palms. The corners of his eyes rolled up, he wanted to speak but couldn't say a word, and with a "hmm" sound, he was completely unconscious.

The desperate struggle ended at the moment when people's minds were still spewing blood. The two intermediate martial artists of the Yellow Duan stationed in the Flame Song and Dance Hall were all knocked down in the casino on the second floor at the moment when Wang Yonghuan's I Ching internal strength broke through.

Although the fight was short-lived, the danger mixed with it made Wang Yonghuan turn around at the Ghost Gate. After the full strength of the I Ching was exerted, a wave of weakness hit like a tide.

This is the first time that at the moment of breakthrough, the internal strength of the I Ching is operated across levels. The feeling of prostration is as weak as running 10,000 meters at a sports meeting when I was a child. At this point, the kid wanted to find a place to sleep well.

But Wang Yonghuan knew that now was not the time to rest, and there was one more thing to do, that is, the men and women standing opposite and trembling like a pair of quails - Jin Si and Zhang Huahua.

When these two people were fighting against Wang Yonghuan, they had already come to the second floor. From the fearless at the beginning, to the bloodless face later, he has experienced a devilish journey from heaven to hell in a down-to-earth manner.

Bantam Tiger and Zhensanshan are all mountain-like existences and steel-like dependence, but in less than five minutes, the mountains are shattered. The once invincible and former backer was so incredibly wiped out in front of him.

And the creator of such a horrific reality is the young man who they have said they want to remove an arm. At this time, Wang Yonghuan's childish and emaciated face was like a devil's smiling face in their eyes, the cold contained murderous intent, and the silence was mixed with volcanic anger.

Beads of sweat covered Jin Si's forehead and cheeks, and he didn't know what to do now? In the face of this ruthless and grim-faced god, Jin Sina couldn't say a word about the scene.

Wang Yonghuan took a few steps forward coldly, looking at Jin Si and Zhang Huahua, two fat faces and swollen faces of general size, with evil in his eyes.