The black and white light swept through, drowning Gao Gen's entire person in it, but the king could feel that this blow was not Gao Gen's body, but an afterimage.

The real ontology is in ......

Wang Ji's eyes swept behind him, and he saw that a dark shadow had appeared behind him, and Gao Gong clenched his fists and smashed it towards Wang Ji's back.

"Backstabbing ......"

Wang He's body turned violently, and the Tian Yuan pen moved with it, drawing a black light in the air with the help of the inertia generated by Wang He's rotation.

Laugh at!

Wang and Tian Yuan stroked the pen, from under the fist that came from the sneak attack, directly slashed over, the speed is terrifying, if it is placed on an ordinary person, I am afraid that this blow can directly cut off his palm.

It's a pity that Gao Gong is such a person, the moment the black light crosses, he instinctively raises his palm, allowing the pen to run under his wrist, rubbing a line of blood.

"Well, something is wrong!"

Gao Gong subconsciously stepped back, his palms already infected with the blood flowing from his wrists, and his old face was also gloomy.

"Is that a reaction? I thought I could erode a little more! ”

Wang Ji shook the Tianyuan pen, and after standing firm, he stared at Gao Gen's wrist tightly, and a black Qi was forced out by Gao Gen with Qi strength along the blood.

"There's something about your Qi Jin, if it weren't for the inner boxing method, it would be really hard to find ......"

Gao Gen saw that the "foreign body" on his wrist was almost discharged, and then with a force of his arm, he relied on the force of muscle contraction to restrain the wound and stop bleeding.

Swish!

Gao Gen's body moved away again, and instantly appeared in front of Wang He, and his other fist pulled back, and a punch slammed out.

At this distance, the length of the Tian Yuan pen is very advantageous!

However, Wang He's left hand was cold, condensing a lingering cloud of Qi like a river, leaning down slightly, and slapped it towards Gao Gen's abdomen.

Rushing Palm: Flying Stream!

Bang!

Wang He's sudden rush palm caught Gao Gong a little off guard, and the huge force hit Gao Gong's body with a slight bow, making it rush out like a cannonball, sliding on the ground for several meters, stirring up a splash of rubble along the way, bringing out a cloud of smoke and dust, and then the whole person crashed straight into the instrument not far away, stirring up a larger cloud of smoke.

"It's ...... Rushing Palm? ”

Lu Liang has also traveled to a lot of places over the years, and Jiajia Village is also quite famous in the northwest, and he has naturally heard of it.

It's just that how can Wang Ji also rush to the palm?

Rushing Palm, as the name suggests, wraps Qi like a stream of water in the palm of the hand, and after attacking the enemy, this Qi like a stream of water will penetrate into the enemy's body surface, directly attacking the opponent's body fluids and internal organs, which is also a kind of internal fist.

If there is any shortcoming to this rushing palm, it is only the disadvantage of not being able to directly kill people......

However, there is one thing to say, sometimes the moves that can't kill people are more torturous!

"Jiajia Village's rushing palm, I didn't expect you to have quite a lot!"

In the smoke, Gao Gen's figure slowly walked out of the smoke, and after looking at the Qi energy that still remained on Wang He's palm, he said, "It's just that your rushing palm is a little rusty......

Nonsense!

This is what Wang He learned from Jia Zhengliang's soul, and he tried to use it when he felt that it was more suitable for him.

As for the effect......

It does seem to work, but just like that, the actual damage is probably not much.

An old antique like Gao Gen, this kind of damage may not necessarily hurt them, and all of them are at the level of Xiaoqiang.

"However, it really hurts, little ghost, after so many years, you are still the first existence that makes me feel the light in my eyes......" Gao Gen gently stroked the position where he had been slapped by Wang He just now, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this smile was full of war intent.

"One by one, you have the ability to find Zhang Zhiwei to go to solo, what kind of ability is it to stare at labor and management!"

Wang said disdainfully: "One by one, were you afraid of Zhang Zhiwei back then, so you came to labor and management to find a sense of existence?" ”

Wang He is also getting more and more angry now, he has been devastated by the old things over the years, and now that he thinks about it, maybe it is really the same as what he thinks, these old things were beaten by Zhang Zhiwei at the beginning, this is to find himself angry.

"But it's good, let me see how strong your strength is, which can make the head and Lao Gu jealous~"

As soon as Gao Gen's words fell, he was responded to by a white slash with a black stroke.

Boom!

The smile on Gao Gen's face immediately retracted, and he directly smashed this slash with a light green Qi flame with a punch, and looked at the light green Qi energy on his fist flying around, and said: "No wonder, you are still the god spirit in charge, it is indeed a little tricky!" But ......"

As he spoke, Gao Gen was about to play his own move, but before the move was launched, where could he still see Wang He's figure in his field of vision.

The next moment, on the side of Gao Gong, a strong wind blew, with a cold and biting chill directly towards Gao Gong, and in an instant, a sharp breath spread around Gao Gong's body, and Wang He appeared on his side, holding the Tian Yuan pen high and slamming it down towards Gao Gong.

Trample!

Gao Gen is obviously not a vegetarian, I saw his footsteps, and instantly a close approach to Wang He, raised his hand on the pen of Tian Yuan's pen, and the majestic Qi flame filled Gao Gen's left forearm, these Qi can be regarded as a buffer for him, directly blocking Wang He's next split.

You know, the closer you get to the nib, the greater the power, and conversely, the closer to the position of the king's hand, the less powerful it is.

I have to say that Gao Gong was saved by his art master's audacity, otherwise this time he would have to open a big mouth!

At the same time, Gao Gen's right fist was closed in his waist, and he blasted out a cannon punch at Wang He, who was in a state of hard stun!

This is, Bajiquan?

Bajiquan is a foreign boxing method, and what you walk is the strength of the strong.

However, this sudden change of tactics obviously did not work for the king!

Syllable!

Behind Wang He, Leng Buding stretched out two big hands made of Qi flames, and the two big hands gripped Gao Gen's arms tightly, a completely unusual force, pressing Gao Gen's fist unable to advance.

Six Desires Heaven, Sen Luo has no phase!

"You like to hit people with your fists, don't you, then you can also taste what it feels like to be beaten, old dog!"

As he spoke, Wang He suddenly let go of the Tianyuan pen, and a Qi energy that made Gao Gen feel familiar came out of Wang Ji's body, and before Gao Gen could react, Wang He's hands directly pressed Gao Gen's head and pressed it down, and at the same time raised his knee quickly.

Bang!

This knee kicked firmly, hitting Gao Gen's cheek deadly, and then the two Qi Yan big hands behind him pulled hard, causing Gao Gen, who had just been kicked, to lose his balance in an instant, and Wang He's hands were already hugged together and raised high, slamming down towards Gao Gen's body.

Bang!

(End of chapter)