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Caught off guard, Zhang Xiaowu was hit hard by this punch, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily to the ground.

But he fell to the ground or his left, and his already injured left hand experienced another heavy blow, and the wound was deep and bone-seeing!

The broken bones rubbed against the muscles and nerves, and the intense pain continued to torment Zhang Xiaowu.

"Ahh

Zhang Xiaowu's terrible screams echoed throughout the martial arts hall!

There was an uproar!

Zhao Qiang's eyes were red, eating and laughing, and his whole body was shrouded in darkness! He was actually ready to kill Zhang Xiaowu who was lying on the ground!

"Bold!" a white-haired old man was furious! The left hand turned into a palm, and gently pushed towards Zhao Qiang.

"High-level combat technique Baguazhang!" exclaimed the sharp-eyed student!

This palm seems to be soft and weak, but it is as endless as the tide, and as majestic as the waves hitting the reef!

"What?" exclaimed the white-haired old man!

This inevitable slap hit Zhao Qiang in the middle of the lower abdomen, but he didn't submit him as expected.

Zhao Qiang was shrouded in pitch black, not as bright as the surrounding world, and countless black lines drilled in and out of his body, terrifying!

The light could not shine into the pitch black, and Zhao Qiang's figure became lighter and lighter, as if it was a fog, and only laughter could be heard.

After the white-haired old man's palm came into contact with Zhao Qiang, it was quickly wrapped in that black mist, as if it was alive, and climbed directly up the old man's entire body along his arm!

In an instant, the white-haired old man was firmly locked by the black mist, and his face, which was originally slightly ruddy, was constantly withering at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The white-haired old man was frightened, but his body did not obey the call at all, and he could not make the slightest resistance. Not only that, but Neidan, who had been cultivating for many years, was actually attracted by the black mist and broke out of the dantian!

I saw a silver inner pill with a crystal body, which was swallowed directly by Zhao Qiang.

After swallowing Neidan, the black mist around Zhao Qiang's body became thicker, like ink!

And the white-haired old man, Neidan was forcibly snatched, and he instantly aged more than ten years old, and his originally ruddy body gradually dried up like a deflated ball!

All of this happened in just a few breaths.

Although the white-haired old man was not an absolute powerhouse, he was at least the strongest realm under the Holy Order, and he was killed by Zhao Qiang in seconds!

The entire stand was silent, and all the students had no time to digest what happened in this moment.

After Zhao Qiang swallowed an inner pill, he was still not satisfied, he looked around with an evil smile, and finally, he aimed at Zhang Xiaowu who was lying on the ground!

Zhang Xiaowu was still in a coma after severe pain, completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world.

After a short silence, everyone finally reacted, and the entire martial arts hall was in chaos, and all the masters arranged in the academy flew out and firmly surrounded Zhao Qiang.

The master of ceremonies still had a calm head in the panic, and shouted loudly: "Students, there is an emergency! Now leave the Yanwu Hall immediately, and everyone evacuates in an orderly manner!"

The stands were jammed, where could any student take care of the order at this time, seeing Zhao Qiang kill one person so terrifyingly, they were all panicked and ready to flee!

Ouyang Yan gasped, she knew the white-haired old man, and his strength was enough to be a fourth-order great martial artist! Zhao Qiang's tricks were so evil that he directly sucked him into a person! And this kind of terrifying technique, I have only heard of the cultivation of the demon clan!

There were 7 people around Zhao Qiang, but he was not afraid at all, and his terrifying laughter was extremely piercing: "Hahahaha! I have to force Young Master Ben to show the strongest realm, hahaha! Today, Lao Tzu must kill Zhang Xiaowu!"

The aura of the seven strong men firmly locked on Zhao Qiang, and another white-haired old man said sharply: "What evil method did you use against Li Qing?

Li Qing is the old man who just made the move, and he is the best friend of the old man who is talking now.

The black mist around Zhao Qiang's body kept surrounding, like night, and he said evilly: "You come and try!"

"Presumptuous!" A strong man really couldn't stand Zhao Qiang's arrogance, and took the lead.

The other 6 people also shot together.

In an instant, countless true qi were released, and weapons and fists and feet hit Zhao Qiang together.

Under the combined force of 7 people, the black mist was dispersed with a single blow, but there was no one inside!

The seven people looked at each other, their eyes full of disbelief, and they all had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Sure enough, behind the white-haired old man, another black mist gradually condensed, and suddenly a miserable white hand stretched out from the black mist, instantly passing through the old man's body from behind, and pulling out his inner pill.

It's so fast that there's no time to make any effective dodge and resistance.

The old man who was still angry a second ago has run out of oil in this second!

Zhao Qiang pinched this Neidan on his fingertips, looked at everyone defiantly, and then swallowed it in one gulp: "Hahahaha! Young Master Ben is fused with gas, just with the attack of a few of you, hehe, it's like scratching an itch!"

Infinite fear rose in the hearts of the remaining 6 people, is this still the Zhao Qiang they are familiar with? Is this still the combat power that a second-order martial artist can burst out?

After swallowing two Inner Pills in a row, the black mist around Zhao Qiang's body became more and more full, just like the substance, revealing a cold air.

At this time, Zhao Qiang was like the king of Hades, exuding a cold murderous aura, and the six of them involuntarily took a step back, for fear that his next target would be himself.

"Zhao Qiang!" All the students in the stands have been evacuated, Ouyang Yan is concerned about Zhang Xiaowu and has not left, "What do you want is me? I will let Zhang Xiaowu go from you!"

Zhao Qiang smiled evilly, and his tone was extremely cold: "Little beauty, do you think you have any upholds to tell me the conditions? After I kill Zhang Xiaowu, I will naturally come to make love to you!"

"Hahaha! Young Master Ben has been hiding for so many years, but I didn't expect to be forced out of his body by Zhang Xiaowu, if I don't kill him, how can I relieve my hatred?"

Zhao Qiang looked up to the sky and smiled! The huge figure kept shaking with the laughter.

"Wow", heavy rain fell from the sky!

The sky was like a hole, the rain was like a river that was pouring out, and the wind swept the rain like countless whips, sweeping it to the ground.

The rain kept falling, but not a trace of it could penetrate the black mist around Zhao Qiang.

Suddenly, the black mist dissipated, and in the next second, it appeared in front of Zhang Xiaowu.

The rain had already drenched Zhang Xiaowu to the point of drenching, and the blood oozing from the wound was mixed with the raindrops and flowed all over the ground under him.

Zhao Qiang suddenly stretched out a hand, like a scythe of death, and looked at Zhang Xiaowu's neck.

"Don't" Ouyang Yan screamed!