235 Blows with one punch

The most terrible thing in life is not death, but regret before death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Because, the things that cannot be regretted can no longer be recovered, unless there is a regret medicine in this world.

At this time, Wei Xiong was about to regret his intestines, he looked down at his bloody fists, and at the same time in disbelief, his face became more and more pale, it turned out that the person who was looking for death for a long time was himself.

If you know now, why bother in the first place?

If you know this kid's evil family, why do you take the initiative to send him to death?

"Yi Tian, there is something to discuss!"

Wei Xiong even seemed to tremble a little when he spoke, and said in a low voice: "I am the general of the Divine Sword Mansion, for the sake of the face of the Divine Sword Prince, can I ......?"

When he said this, his face turned red, and he seemed to feel ashamed, and he couldn't say it anymore, but the unfinished meaning of the words couldn't be clearer, and anyone could understand it.

A snail, if left of its hard shell, is nothing more than a poor slug.

People, once they abandon their strong appearance, will reveal their fragile soul.

What everyone didn't expect was that Wei Xiong, who has always been known for his bravery, the legendary warrior who is not afraid of life and death, is so unbearable, in vain he looks as strong as a bear, but he actually gave birth to mouse gall.

Everyone can't help but wonder, how did he come to be a victorious general in the ring of life and death?

Perhaps, he is just good at fighting the wind, and when he encounters real adversity, he will immediately lose everything.

In an instant, the audience suddenly fell silent, and the scene in front of them made it a little difficult for them to accept, as if they wanted to get to know someone again, and they still needed time to digest.

"For the sake of the face of the Divine Sword, do you mean to ......?"

When he said this, the corners of Yi Tian's mouth flashed a mocking sneer, and he said disdainfully: "Do you want to see the master when you beat the dog?"

"You ......"

The green tendons on Wei Xiong's neck burst out, and his face was about to suffocate, but he couldn't speak.

In fact, this is indeed what he meant in his words, but if he agrees with such a statement, wouldn't he admit that he is a dog?

Even if Wei Xiong was afraid of death, he also had a face and skin, and in front of everyone, he couldn't be so shameless.

"It seems that you also admit that you are nothing more than the watchdog of the Divine Sword Mansion. ā€

Yi Tian's expression became even more contemptuous, and he said in a cold voice: "Evil dog, you will definitely die under the stick, and you will be no exception either!"

This sentence not only described Wei Xiong as a vicious dog, but also sentenced him to death at the same time.

"Boy, it's too much of a deception!"

Wei Xiong is completely crazy, since it is hopeless to beg for his life, then he can only fight to the death.

groveling, just for survival, desperately fighting, and also just wanting to seize a glimmer of life.

The trapped beast is still fighting, using this sentence to describe Wei Xiong, but it is the most appropriate, he pounced on him with a hideous face, and the iron fist of his right hand was magnified in the void, like a huge grinding disc, lightning shot down overhead, that kind of terrifying momentum, like a small mountain crashing down.

"What's the use of a dog jumping off the wall in a hurry?"

The corners of Yi Tian's mouth were a little disdainful, and the bones of his body were skyrocketing, like a sharp arrow shot out, rising up in a lightning-like body, and punching head-on, the punch was domineering and powerful, rolling up a terrifying tornado, and a faint dragon groan came out.

"Boom!"

At the moment of the fist exchange, bursting out with violent power, the bear let out a miserable howl, and his right arm cracked like a firecracker, turning into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air, causing him to fly upside down like a paper harrier and fall heavily to the ground.

"What?"

At this time, all the audience present, their eyes almost fell off, and their faces were full of sluggish open mouths that couldn't be closed, as if they could stuff an egg into them, and they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

"How is that possible?"

Soon, there was an uproar in the audience, just like a fried oil pot, and the excitement naturally didn't need to be said.

"Yi Tian's strength is actually terrifying, I'm not mistaken, right?"

"That's right, Wei Xiong, who is on the second layer of the Yuan Vein, was actually broken by him, and his arm was extremely powerful. ā€

"At a young age, he actually has such martial arts attainments, and his future achievements should be limitless. ā€

ā€œ......ā€

Even that Lan Zhijun looked surprised, and his eyes flashed with a strange luster, this young man named Yi Tian actually had such a good strength, but he had to surprise her.

"I'm going to beat the water dogs!"

Yi Tian let out a hearty laugh, and then rushed forward like lightning, but his right leg swept like an iron whip, and one foot fell heavily on Wei Xiong's head, but the latter's head was also strong, and he actually led his head to make a rolling gourd.

However, Yi Tian didn't want to let him go, and followed him like a shadow, and he kicked it like a gourd, as if he was using Wei Xiong's head as a leather ball, and the latter was dizzy but how could he react, so he could only be kicked and rolled around.

In less than a moment, Yi Tian had already kicked out four or five kicks in a row, he really looked like a juju master, and he was performing his foot power the spot, and Wei Xiong's head suffered, and he was soon kicked with flesh and blood.

At this moment, the audience looked at each other, and their hearts were inexplicably chilled, of course they could all see that Yi Tian had just smashed Wei Xiong's arm with a punch, so it would not be difficult to kick his head at this time.

But this young man is so cruel, he always controls the power at his feet, and he really kicks Wei Xiong's head as a leather ball, and it seems that he will not kick the head to move, but he will not give up.

However, how could they know that Yi Tian actually knew that he was still suffering from it, if it weren't for the fact that the critical attack skill was still cooling, he would definitely kick the head of Wei Xiong immediately, just as simple as kicking a watermelon.

Finally, within two or three feet, Wei Xiong's human head moved, and at the neck where the head had been lost, blood suddenly gushed out like a fountain, obviously dead and not dead again.

But at the same time, Yi Tian burst into the upgraded golden mang, of course, no one would see it, the huge experience points allowed him to upgrade smoothly, but at this time it was already level 34.

"No, it's really scary to kill Wei Xiong!"

"This Yi Tian is really powerful, he will kill if he says it, and he doesn't have the slightest scruples at all!"

"It's good to kill it, the arrogance of the Divine Sword Mansion, Lao Tzu has long been unaccustomed to it, and Wei Xiong is also innocent!"

ā€œ......ā€

In the stands, the noisy sound is getting more and more enthusiastic, and it seems that it is difficult to stop for a long time.

Although it is incredible, but the reality is like this, they can't help but don't recognize it, and there are also people who are distressed to bet on Yuanshi, but there is no way, they can only reluctantly admit that they are unlucky.

At this time, no one noticed that Lan Zhijun, who was sitting in the stands, didn't know when, and had completely disappeared and disappeared.