Without vomiting blood and retreating as many wicked people expected, without even screaming miserably, Yan San's punch blasted the contact flying eagle straight out, like a scarecrow. The man in gray flipped in the air and turned like a rag doll, slamming into the heavy stone wall, and there was a muffled sound of a large piece of extremely wet firewood branches being broken and broken, which made people's teeth ache, and then smashed to the ground, and his body twisted and collapsed, becoming a pile of dead meat.

A cloud of bright red blood on the stone wall, a deep and broken human-shaped dent, like a giant slamming a handful of bright red paint on the wall, dazzling. The onlookers standing near the stone wall shook violently at the feet of the wicked, and the fine blood drops splashed like rain, and the stars turned scarlet.

One punch, one of the third-order flying eagles, the corpse on the spot!

A punch from 20 meters away hit people like sweeping grass and trees, flying more than 20 meters and hitting a stone wall, causing tendons to break and becoming a blurred mass of flesh and blood.

Heavenly King Jue, there is a charging method in the Heavenly Capture, Yan San can use it very early, but there is no chance, this time Yan San used it on a whim. The blood element all over his body was compressed and compressed, and all of them poured into this punch, until he couldn't hold it anymore, and then he suddenly hit it, which could be said to be the strongest punch that Yan San could send out at the moment.

With this punch, Yan San's blood yuan was more than eighty percent, and his body couldn't help but float for a while. But fortunately, he was right.

This punch actually has a lot of counterbalances. First of all, its charging time is too long, almost five seconds, if you fight head-on, you can do a lot of things in these five seconds, such as letting Yan San die five times. Second, it's easy to dodge. The almost straight punch is not ridiculously fast, and most monks can react and dodge at a distance of twenty meters. Add to that huge losses...... It's a big gamble.

The door-like shield was once again the key to Yan San's punch, which blocked the Gray Eagle Brothers' gaze and allowed Yan San to successfully pass the most vulnerable charging stage, and it covered Yan San's body, making this punch almost sneak attack when it was struck, and finally successfully hit an enemy.

As for the problem that also blocked Yan San's own vision...... There are the eyes of ten thousand beasts, even if they close their eyes, the breath and body of the two of them are also delicate in Yan San's brain.

The huge force was all borne by the gray-clothed man's body, Yan San was also brought forward by the powerful inertia of the fist, and almost fell to the ground, the remaining gray-clothed man was stunned for a moment, and turned his head in disbelief to look at the brothers who had become a pile of broken bones, muscles, and internal organs, only to feel that the world suddenly collapsed, and suddenly roared, his breath changed, from spiritual cultivation to physical cultivation, took two steps forward, and swept towards Yan San's waist with a heavy foot.

At this time, Yan San was at the time when the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born, he barely blocked the shield at his side, and the whole person was swept up by this leg and the shield with the shield, flying out four or five meters, half-kneeling on the ground, opening his mouth and spewing out a mouthful of backblood.

A leg print on the shield of the fine iron door plate was blurry and concave, and Yan San's hand holding the shield trembled uncontrollably, the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood splashed. But as soon as this mouthful of blood was spit out, Yan San's breath was also adjusted, looking at the gray eagle that was rushing quickly, he smiled proudly, and the tiger roared and met it violently.

With a shield that looked like a hundred and ten pounds of door panels, he rushed straight over like a mad bull, and rushed over endlessly! The Bodhisattva's exquisite fist techniques were all thrown aside by Yan San, and only one brute word remained! Arrogant, unreasonable, and tyrannical.

Yan San's feet launched the "Absolute String" again, just like this, he was holding the shield, hiding behind the shield, and rushed all the way over, the smoke and dust and gravel behind him rolled like a long dragon, the wind followed, the battle roar was like a tiger, and everything that was blocked was to be smashed to pieces.

I have to say that Yan San's timing is extremely good, when the collision is when the gray eagle is chasing closely, the fists and feet are not implemented, Yan San's shield rushes up first, the gray eagle pauses slightly, this blow has been launched, how can the gray eagle want to get out at this time, and he was pushed forward quickly in front of the shield.

If the two collide after Yan San launched an impact, the gray eagle would inevitably be knocked away. But at this time, the Gray Eagle Fist had not yet left the shield, which was equivalent to being charged on the top of the bull's head, so as not to bear the force of the impact.

It's the power of the pinch!

The swift iron shield and the boundless stone wall of the arena are flanked by the power of the boundless stone wall!

Twenty meters away was only a moment, and the gray eagle didn't even have time to react, he was caught up in the air by the iron shield, and he was startled, and he was about to move, but his back had already hit something. The world shook before his eyes, a little blurry, and his mouth was dripping with a salty liquid, and the gray eagle suddenly felt light, and his consciousness turned back, only to find himself stuck between the shield and the wall, and his mouth was full of blood.

With a slight degree of consciousness, the gray eagle knew that he had been hit hard by the impact, and strangely did not feel the pain! He only had time to turn such an inexplicable thought in his mind, and the pressure on the shield came like a mountain, and the bones clicked and wailed.

"Ahh

"Drink!" Yan San suddenly roared, like a fierce tiger roaring, and the heavens and the earth trembled. The gray eagle only felt that the front was suddenly loosened, the shield retreated half a foot like lightning, and all the strength of the struggle was pressed into the air, but his feet finally fell to the ground, and he was still surprised in his heart, and the iron shield slammed into it again.

One looseness and one tightness, avoiding the real is virtual, this is the most basic martial arts principle given to Yan San by the Bodhisattva, it is not that the gray eagle does not understand, but Yan San has been incorporated into the instinct, and the gray eagle is a line behind. At this time, the iron shield was like a mountain, and the gray eagle couldn't pull it back, and he couldn't even struggle, his hands were not raised, and the whole person was pressed against the stone wall again.

With Yan San's roar, the crackling sound of bones breaking made people's hearts panic, the gray eagle bones didn't know how many were broken, and under the iron shield like the door panel, blood flowed out like a stream, winding happily on the stone slab.

Yan San was unrelenting, and his subordinates sent out another wave of violence, and the sound of the bone joints was even more moist and dense, mixed with a muffled cracking sound, like a full and ripe watermelon exploding, and the walls around the iron shield suddenly splattered with a large canopy of blood, and the large stone wall turned bright red, becoming another huge flower.

With a bang, the corner of the iron shield hit the stone wall, Yan San gasped twice, let go of the iron shield, walked back to the corner with a vague step, and almost fell on the stool, his face was still changing, but it was obvious that his face was languishing like death.

And behind Yan San, the iron shield that was "pasted" on the wall suddenly flipped over, smashing on the stone slab and splashing sparks. After the iron shield, the gray eagle's whole person was embedded in the stone wall for six points, the flesh and bones caused a blur, the head was violent, and the facial features were distorted like strange ghosts, leaving in the arena forever. As the iron shield fell, the gray eagle's body also lost its support, and it became a mass of flesh and mud that could not be seen in the drench.

In the sixth game, Yan won three times!

The arena erupted in thunderous cheers, and Scar should have jumped for joy. He made too much money in this game, it can be said that he has won the most expensive game since he opened the gambling game, except for the more than ten yuan crystals on the side of the table, all the other Gray Eagle brothers won all the money they won were eaten by him. But Scar didn't have the slightest joy, and his body suddenly shuddered.

He swallowed this money with difficulty! Among the cheering wicked, there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at him coldly, it was the wicked people who had heard the so-called top-secret news in vain and tried to make a stable money, these people couldn't afford to lose! Scar didn't know how much risk he would encounter after taking the money, his eyes were cloudy, and he involuntarily turned to Yan San, until he saw a figure wearing a black hood behind Yan San.

"So what, what about offending?" Scar suddenly laughed evilly, calculating the income of the sixth game and the income of the fifth, Scar found that not only did he fill the shortfall, but he made a lot of money.

How to pay for the seventh game?

This question suddenly jumped out, Scar gritted his teeth, and said with hatred in his heart: "Lose all of it, it's a big deal to start over, start with a dog, Lao Tzu has not never been a dog, with that person covering, what can I do? With my strength, the West End is still in my pocket, and the money will come back......

He didn't think about the seventh.

No one thought about the seventh.

In the corner of his eye, Scar saw Yan San's body shook, his eyes staring blankly into the endless distance, like a heartless piece of wood, and the person in the black hood quietly blended into the crowd. Scar grinned like a wolf. The situation is decided!

Whether the wicked were happy or settling accounts after the fall, the bell of the seventh scene finally rang.

Opposite Yan San, a figure with a black hood slowly stood up, put down his hat, revealing a wooden face, and then this face, this body melted like wax, revealing one of the old men with gray hair and a sallow complexion. The old man could not tell how old he was, at least seventy years old, and he carried a white cane in his hand, and he walked tremblingly, and his face was full of sorrow, as if he was going to fall down at any moment.

Look closely, the white crutch in the old man's hand is actually made of white bone, faintly blood-stained, the top of the crutch is a fist-sized skull, and there are two dim green flames burning in the black hole's eyes, just like this dull and treacherous sky.

"Hey, isn't it a living corpse Li Yunshan, why did you become an old man?"

"Damn, Scar, you're fooling people! There was a temporary substitution, didn't you arrange a scene with that kid, and deliberately came to cheat us out of money? The living jumping corpse is a third-order peak soul cultivator, obviously this kid is not an opponent, at this time, an old man has changed, do you want to deliver food to this kid or what?"

"Dog offal, when your grandfather's face is covered with people, when your grandfather is a bully?"

"Kill him, I really think that being the leader of the Western District is going to fly to the sky, angering the grandfathers, and making you miserable every minute!"