"What?" Mai couldn't help but be slightly stunned. looked Wan Dong up and down a few times, and only felt that Wan Dong was joking.

That drunkard was enough to have the realm of the fourfold peak of true qi, but Mai was on Wan Dong's body, and he didn't even notice the fluctuation of true qi. Compared with the two, it is like a cloud of mud. Wan Dong actually claimed to kill the drunk, isn't this a joke or what?

"What's the matter, Deputy Commander Ma is reluctant?" Seeing Mai's gaze on her body, she smiled coldly and asked.

"The old man is really reluctant. Like Young Master Xu, a talent, young and promising, the road of life in the future will be very good. Wouldn't it be a pity if you lost your life because of a moment of anger? ”

"What you say is better than what you sing. Don't talk nonsense, if the Qinglong Gang has no opinion, this young master will have to take action. ”

Seeing Wan Dong's serious face, Mai couldn't help but want to laugh, he didn't have the ability to shit, and he was shouting to make a move on a martial artist with the fourfold peak of true qi, I really don't know if these people were stupid by nature, or if their heads were in the water.

Since this beam is settled, then this heart must be ruthless, otherwise there will be endless troubles! Mai didn't think much about it, so she nodded heavily, and said loudly, "This drunk has nothing to do with my Qinglong Gang, and the Qinglong Gang naturally doesn't care about his life or death!" Since Young Master Xu is going to show his skills, the old man will wait and see while sweeping the battle for Young Master Xu. ”

Wan Dong sneered, pouted, and said, "There's no need to sweep the formation, you still have to wait to collect the body of this drunkard." ”

After laughing, Wan Dong had one arm, his body was like a flying crane flying in the sky, his posture was graceful and elegant, and he swept straight towards the battle between the drunk man and Leng Yuecui.

Mai's face showed a sneer, and she secretly thought in her heart: "It seems that this gentleman still has some ability, but he is too arrogant and will inevitably die." ”

Before Mai finished speaking, her face suddenly changed, and her eyes seemed to have seen a ghost, full of indescribable shock.

Wan Dong's shot is not only extremely chic, but also extremely accurate. As if he had seen through the flaws in the drunkard's moves, his right palm condensed his claws out, as fast as lightning, and went straight to the drunkard's left side of the waist and abdomen. And here, it is the drunkard's body at this time, where the weakest link is.

If it weren't for Wan Dong's move, even Mai, he wouldn't have found that there was such a huge flaw in the drunkard's moves. Is this Wan Dong's amazing eyesight, or is it a momentary coincidence? Mai suddenly hesitated in her heart.

When Mai hesitated, the drunk man was so shocked that his soul was about to disperse. He never thought that as soon as Wan Dong came up, he would grasp his weakness, as if he knew everything about the exercises he was cultivating.

Originally, the drunk man planned to put down Leng Yuecui first, and then concentrate on dealing with Wan Dong, but now he had to change his strategy, let go of Leng Yuecui, and his body quickly folded and retreated, and at the same time hastily condensed half of the true qi in his right palm, and slashed towards Wan Dong, hoping to force Wan Dong to slow down and get out of the predicament.

Leng Yuecui was overwhelmed by the drunk, and she didn't have time to care about what was happening next to her, and she didn't notice that Wan Dong had already joined the battle group. It was only after the drunk man suddenly stopped and the pressure she was facing suddenly disappeared that she discovered Wandong.

Leng Yuecui was about to remind Wan Dong that this drunk man was not easy to deal with, but suddenly found that the drunkard's originally obscene and relaxed expression was solemn at this time, and his eyes showed a trace of horror, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Leng Yuecui was slightly stunned, and then looked at it fixedly, only to find that the direction that Wan Dong was attacking was the drunkard's biggest flaw, and he almost killed the drunk on the spot, which is why the drunk was so nervous.

Leng Yuecui couldn't help but sigh in her heart, Wan Dong's true qi may not be as strong as hers, but Wan Dong's cultivation in martial arts, his understanding, and his eyes that seem to be able to see through everything are beyond her reach, no wonder he can abolish Jin Mu with one move. At this time, Leng Yuecui was completely convinced of Wan Dong.

The drunkard has the realm of the fourfold peak of true qi, Wan Dong is two heavens worse than him, if he really fights hard, even if he relies on Dao Qi, Wan Dong is not his opponent. But just now he observed for a while, and he already knew the flaws in the drunkard's tricks, and at this time, in order to get out of the predicament, the drunk man actually took the risk, and only urged the general true qi in his body to face Wan Dong, which in Wan Dong's opinion, is simply the old birthday star hanging, and he has lived enough!

The Dao Qi in his body was running at full speed for the first time, Wan Dong's palm clearly revealed a golden light, and the drunken man caught a glimpse of such a scene out of the corner of his eyes, and his heart instinctively beat wildly, and an unprecedented foreboding premonition grew like a weed in his heart.

It was only at this time that I realized that something was wrong, obviously it was too late, and I only heard a muffled bang, and the palms of the two were firmly together in the air. Before the drunkard could urge the true qi to attack Wan Dong's body, suddenly a fierce suction force poured into the mountains and seas, and in an instant, fifty percent of his true qi condensed in the palm of his hand was sucked by Wan Dong alive.

The drunk man has fought countless battles with people, and he has not played against the masters, but it is the first time he has encountered such a strange scene, and his face is full of horror and confusion.

This drunk man still has some actual combat experience, such a situation is so evil, he immediately realized that something was wrong, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw the palm that was butted with Wan Dong, but this time, the cold sweat on his forehead immediately surged out, and he was shocked to find that his palm seemed to be sucked in, and he couldn't take it back.

"Let go of me!" The drunk exclaimed, really feeling a little scared.

But what scared him even more was staged again. A force that felt strange and terrifying to him suddenly rushed into his body, and then the true qi in his body, as if it had been recruited, spontaneously poured into Wan Dong's body under the guidance of this force. No matter how much he tried to stop it, it didn't help.

"You...... What are you doing? The drunk man was completely panicked, looked at Wan Dong with a frightened face and asked in a trembling voice.

Wan Dong sneered, and said faintly, "Are people like you also afraid of death?" ”

The drunkard is the dead soldier raised by the Qinglong Gang, for them, death is a matter of time, and he may not be afraid. But he was afraid that Wan Dong's martial arts that could suck him dry alive, and his fear of the unknown had already been buried in the soul of human beings, so he had to be afraid.

"What the hell is going on?" The same situation, falling in Mai's eyes, is also the same surprise and incomprehension.

The drunkard's cultivation is clear to him, it is impossible to be so unbearable, even if he is caught by Wan Dong, he can rely on the true qi that is several times thicker than Wan Dong, and turn defeat into victory, at most he will be slightly injured. But the drunk man only slapped Wan Dong once, and the whole person completely collapsed, looking at it at this time, it was like a fish that Wan Dong casually carried in his hand, which made Mai a little incomprehensible.