Zhou Yan stiffened, not knowing what else this senior Yan had to order, he just bowed his head and waited for the order.

"I see that you have not slackened in your martial arts practice recently, and your strength has improved a lot. It just so happens that so-and-so has itchy hands, why don't you and I point to the end, and so-and-so only use one arm, how about you attack with all your might?"

Jiang Heng smiled and leaned over to look at Zhou Yan, the meaning of this was already very obvious. Jiang Heng is too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy every time.

It is true that the strength will become stronger, and the ambition will grow a lot, Jiang Heng feels that it is still necessary to give this guy a wake-up call! Verbal threats are far less simple and direct than direct attacks!

He just wants to make this person afraid! Afraid! Such a person who is constantly messing around outside does not need his absolute loyalty, but only needs to make him feel fear and awe!

Hearing this, Zhou Yan sighed in his heart, and hurriedly bowed his hand respectfully and said, "This little one doesn't dare!"

"Oh!" Jiang Heng chuckled, stretched out his big hand and gently patted the latter's shoulder, and chuckled: "Don't you dare~ I think you want to, right?"

"Come on, it's just the end of the point, isn't it that you don't have the courage to step into the vein refining realm?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yan raised her head slightly, and saw that Jiang Heng's face was flat and didn't seem to be fake, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. My heart is gradually becoming active.

Who doesn't have ambition?

What's more, it is a hero like Zhou Yan, he can lie dormant under the command of Dadaomen for many years, and his ambition is naturally not small.

Seeing that the Yan seniors in front of him looked normal, the ambition in his heart also showed a barbaric breeding.

"In that case, the little one is offended!"

Saying that, Zhou Yan put on a starting style that he was very accustomed to, the Black Tiger Fist was the martial art he had practiced for the longest time, and it was also the only attack-type martial art, although it was only at the second-grade level, but it had already been practiced by him to the point that he had already perfected it.

This is the same as Jiang Heng's blood line fist, but he does not have the golden finger of Jiang Heng, so this martial art is also a penance that took him nearly ten years to become successful.

My Black Tiger Fist is much better than Guo Qi's sword skills, and that fool pays too much attention to the realm, but ignores his own hard power.

However, the reason why Guo was defeated by that idiot with one blow was that he underestimated the enemy, and Senior Yan was so quick and accurate that he didn't give him the slightest chance to make a move.

Thinking about it this way, it's not like I don't have a chance!

Zhou Yan thought a lot, her fists were clenched, her muscles and bones were tense, and her back was slightly arched in a tiger posture.

Jiang Heng, on the other hand, looked at the scene in front of him with a flat face, didn't say much, and didn't even pose any posture to deal with it, just looked at the other party lightly.

"Senior, the little one is going to make a move!"

Seeing Jiang Heng's indifferent appearance, the corners of Zhou Yan's mouth grinned silently.

Drink!

The legs suddenly exerted force, the floor cracked, and the body jumped up like a hungry tiger pounced on food, the fist stretched back and straightened, and the internal qi surged to the fist, and the punch was thrown fiercely.

In an instant, the fist blade slashed, as if bringing out a tiger roar in the air, and under the surging internal qi of the fist, there was actually a cold wind attacking, and a layer of frost was actually condensed on the fist, and a fierce qi also suddenly erupted!

This is the killer move of the Black Tiger Fist!

After being able to punch, an astonishing evil aura erupted in a short period of time, relying on this move, Zhou Yan almost tried and tested against the same level, and every time he fought the opponent's courage, his heart weakened by three points. This is to oppress people with momentum, the momentum is raised, and the sound of the tiger's roar makes it even more powerful!

Burst of power!

Hmph! How do you block it?!

Zhou Yan was ecstatic in his heart, seeing that the other party was still indifferent, he was slightly surprised in his heart, but he didn't care that his fists were still soaring, and he had rushed straight to the door of Jiang Hengmian almost in an instant!

Boom!

A dull sound erupted.

However, the situation completely subverted what Zhou Yan expected, and the scene in front of him made Zhou Yan's figure tremble involuntarily.

How.... How can it be?!

But seeing that Zhou Yan's fist was completely covered by a huge palm like a child, it was firmly buckled.

The Black Tiger Fist was caught by the other party almost without reservation, and Zhou Yan clearly saw that at that moment, the other party shot like lightning and almost calmly took all the power of his fist, and even the palm of his hand did not shake the slightest.

"Heh, I'm really disappointed!" Jiang Heng looked down at Zhou Yan, who was stunned, and said softly.

"I see.... Before, you said that it was right to change your legs, but this hand boxing method is really... I can't bear to look at it!"

As he spoke, he didn't see Jiang Heng making any other moves, and his palms were slightly forced, clicking!

With the sound of bones bursting, Zhou Yan's face suddenly twisted into a ball, and his fist was already pinched, but he didn't dare to let out the slightest scream at the moment, and endured the sharp pain, almost crushing his teeth.

The intense pain stimulated every nerve in Zhou Yan, and cold sweat almost quickly slid down her forehead, and her face became pale.

At this moment, he knew that the strength of the senior Yan in front of him was absolutely unfathomable! That day, the other party defeated Guo with one punch, but maybe he hadn't done his best!

Thinking of the clown behavior she had just jumped on, Zhou Yan was full of remorse.

"Swallow... Yan senior, the little one will never practice boxing again in the future... Again... Never practice again!"

Zhou Yan endured the severe pain, bowed and bowed incomparably, and her posture was lower and more awe-inspiring than before.

Seeing this, Jiang Heng's complexion did not change in the slightest, but he nodded slightly in his heart.

"Hmm!"

With a soft hum, Jiang Heng glanced at Zhou Yan, who was strong and patient, bent down slightly and patted the other party's head, and said with a smile: "You are a smart person, I know what you will do!"

Without waiting for Zhou Yan to respond, he left the lobby of the Black Tiger Hall with two iron pills in one hand.

Seeing that the majestic and terrifying figure gradually disappeared in front of him, Zhou Yan sat down on the ground like soft mud, and at this time, he couldn't help but let out a roar of gasp and cold air.

He didn't dare to hate Jiang Heng, at that moment he knew that the gap between himself and senior Yan and other seniors was like a heavenly ravine, and he was really stupid to think about revenge!

Having solved the matter of the Black Tiger Hall, Jiang Heng was in a good mood and looked at the trail all the way and walked slowly.

The best way to deal with such a wild dog is not to give him food, but to knock a stick and give some food, which is the wise choice.

If it was Jiang Heng a month ago, he would really not be so big in the face of Zhou Yan in front of him, but now it is different from the past.

After experiencing the battle of Hengjiang City, the bones of the whole body have undergone a thorough tempering, although this does not mean that the bones have been tempered. After all, every bone needs to be broken and reassembled hundreds of times to complete the quenching.

But the strength improved by such a tempering is also extremely amazing, coupled with the further strengthening of the five internal organs and meridians, Jiang Heng can now barely compete with one or two in terms of strength and internal qi and yin qi in the refining vein realm and evil level. Of course, in the end, it is still up to the black ball to absorb and feed back these internal qi.