And among a few people. The coffin slave injured his waist and kidneys. Especially the kidneys were smashed by the dark energy. Unless it is rescued in time. Otherwise, I am afraid that it will develop into acute kidney failure. His life will not be guaranteed. And three thousand diners had their ribs bruised in the lobes of their lungs. His life is holding on in one breath. It's a moment and a half to die. Money strings are highly poisonous. Poisonous blood has spread all over the body. He's now detoxifying with all his might. Don't dare to move at all. I don't dare to say that I am going to kill people. The last one is the hundred-tailed fox. He injured the "big vertebral point" and was paralyzed from the neck down. It doesn't take half the effort. And it's even more sad . He couldn't control his urine and urine at all. I actually peed my pants.

Five dignified masters. It's been reduced to this. It's unbelievable.

The coffin slave also sees the current situation very clearly. But he wasn't discouraged. Instead, it seems to have thought of something. I actually looked up to the sky and laughed. Laugh uncontrollably.

"Providence. Providence."

"What are you laughing at?" The hundred-tailed fox said lightly: "If I'm not wrong. Coffin slave you have always been unsmiling. I didn't expect to be able to laugh so wildly when I was dying."

The coffin slave laughed wildly: "I'm laughing at providence. Providence cannot be violated."

"Providence. What providence .." The hundred-tailed fox said, "The four of us are seriously injured. No one will give more. What are you proud of?"

The coffin slave laughed and said, "Vixen. You've always been conceited and intelligent. They have united with others to set this trap against me. It's a pity that now all five are lost. All of them can't move. But it benefited one person."

"Who is this man?"

"This man is the heir to the mantle of the Lord. He really wants someone to pass on the throne."

"The heir to the mantle of the master. That kid who dares to fight hard.." The hundred-tailed fox remembered the fight with Qu Yong during the day. For Qu Yong's desperate spirit, he still has lingering palpitations.

The coffin slave snapped, "You've met him."

"Not bad." The hundred-tailed fox said, "It's a pity. I couldn't restrain him. Otherwise, I wouldn't have used this plan later."

The coffin slave said, "Very good. Very good. This shows that it is really providential."

"Where is he. . . He won't be ......" The hundred-tailed fox sneered incredulously. And then laugh hysterically. His torso couldn't move. Only one head rolls around. It looks like he's crazy." He's in... He's going to be right here. This... Sure enough, it's providence."

"He... He's—" At this time the three thousand diners also understood. His fingers pointed weakly at the coffin. I can't get up in one breath." Sky... Providence." Suffocate to death. I saw that his face was bruised when he died. Bulging eyes. The death was horrible. This kind of death is the same person who can't breathe air and suffocates to death. The discomfort before death can be described by pen and ink.

"He's in this coffin." Qian Chuanzi also stared at the coffin. With a strange face, he said: "Coffin slave. I didn't expect you to have the audacity to bring this person here."

"Actually, you've already met." The coffin slave said, "He is lying on the side of the road. But it's a pity. None of you noticed. He's different."

The hundred-tailed fox said, "You noticed."

"Yes. I brought him with me. It's in this coffin." The coffin slave said, "You say. Is this providential."

"Sure enough, it's providence." Qian Chuanzi was able to stand up slowly with a gloomy face. Step by step, he walked towards the Nanmu coffin. Everyone was amazed. I didn't expect that this money string that has always been asking for money is so powerful. Able to stand up so quickly.

The coffin slave said: "Money skewers. You dare to force yourself to walk. I am not afraid that poisonous blood will penetrate into the internal organs. Isn't there a way to get back to heaven?"

"Kill him. It's a big deal to fight for the pain of scattering work. Maybe there's a silver lining." Qian Chuanzi endured the sharp pain in his bones. Wobbly walking. "Such a big thing happened. He also hid in the coffin and remained indifferent. This shows that he can't help himself. Case. It's still easy to kill a person who can't move. Do you want me to wait for him to move? Come and kill us rebels."

"You dare." The coffin slave shouted, "He is the mantle disciple of the master. You dare to do it. Aren't you afraid of thunder and thunder?"

"What don't I dare to do." Money skewers lick their lips bloodthirsty. "Thank you so much for that. If it weren't for your reminder. None of us could find anyone hiding in a coffin. If you give him time. Let him come out on his own. Is there still a way for us to live?"

"You.." The coffin slave's teeth rattled with hatred. He had thought that everyone present was incapacitated. That's why Qu Yong's whereabouts will be revealed. Who knew that this money string actually stood up again. This time. He killed Qu Yong.

"I don't want you, me, me..."Qian Chuanzi sneered: "Kill him. The bronze mask truly loses its owner. As long as you can sit in the position of the leader of the Dragon and Tiger Club. Martial arts. What's the use of keeping it.."

"Despicable villain."

"Stop scolding. Keep a little... Saliva bar." Qian Chuanzi also said two words. The leader was dizzy for a while, and he didn't dare to say more. Step by step towards the coffin. It's going to kill people." Right now. He's dead. Unless there is a miracle ......"

"Whoa..."

The words of the money string have not yet spoken. The lid of the gorgeous coffin was lifted automatically. A man crawls out of a coffin. He has slightly dark skin though. Average-looking. But a pair of eyes are bright. Very bright. The Buddha still has tears.

"Just do it. There will be miracles. And since ancient times, evil has prevailed over good."

"You... Yourself... How is this possible. I'm not heavy though. There is no day or night. You can't move your limbs on your own..."The coffin slave's gaze burst with dazzling brilliance. It was a mixture of joy and pride." Could it really be the Lord's Heroic Spirit that is blessed in the sky?"

The money skewers were also shocked at first. But he soon noticed that Qu Yong's face was red. It looks like it's about to drip blood. And after crawling out, he has been leaning against the coffin. No advance, no retreat. It looks like he's very weak." I understand. You're just a showman. Breaking through the cavity has exhausted all your dark energy. Now you. It's already out of force."

"Huh..."The coffin slave also saw that something was wrong with Qu Yong. He knows his strength very well. I understood the reason why Qu Yong was able to rush away the stagnant qi and blood so quickly. It's all because he mobilized all his dark energy to rush to the hole again and again. In the end, although the body was able to move. But all the dark energy is gone. His body was so weak that he almost lost his strength.

The punch point here is not the internal force punch point mentioned in martial arts. Maybe you've watched TV or watched the officials. I think it's amazing. A little bit can make people not move. The most exaggerated is the "Sunflower Point Acuman" in the TV "Wulin Gaiden". But that's not the case in reality.

There is essence and blood in the human body. Among them, qi and blood are circulating repeatedly. Endlessly. And the point is that the dark energy erupts in a certain place. Will block the qi and blood here. and produce a physical reaction. Let's take a simple example. For example, the opponent's dark energy pierces into the "Quchi acupoint" on the elbow. The damp and turbid qi of the large intestine meridian gathers here. Once restrained by the dark energy. The middle one not only has severe pain when this side of the upper limb moves. And it's easy to have diarrhea. And the so-called punching hole. It's about using your own dark energy. to guide the flow of qi and blood. Not blocked. However, it takes a lot of energy to exert dark energy. Ordinary dark power masters can only use about three or five times.

Qu Yong barely rushed through the acupuncture point. There was cold sweat on his forehead. But a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. smiled and said to the coffin slave: "God has eyes. I'll be able to crawl out on my own. Also able to stand up. Defeat him."

Qian Chuanzi said: "Okay. I'll wait for you to beat me."

These two people. One is to make a detachment. One is poisonous blood flowing all over the body. Both of them are shaky. And just like that, there will be a fight. And that's it. No one knows who will win.

"Still. I see you like this. I can't even stand on my feet. Also leaning against the coffin board. Can you fight me?"

"I'm leaning against the coffin board. It's not that I'm unsteady. It's because I'm waiting for you to come. None of us have the strength at this time. Who strikes first. Maybe fall halfway through. Then the other person wins. So the defense turned out to be advantageous." Qu Yong said confidently: "I still know. I can rest and recuperate. And you stand not only can't raise. It also takes a lot of energy. So this battle. Didn't hit yet. You've already lost more than half of it."

The two armies are at war. Morale is extremely important. Especially in their situation. I relied on a mouthful of perseverance to persevere. Who can't hold on. Whoever loses will lose.

There is only one move. Even a half-trick. That's all they do. So their decisive battle is before the shot.

Perseverance and perseverance. The belief in victory and the unyielding fighting spirit. That's the key to victory.

The coffin slave is the highest martial artist of all. But he had never seen a duel like this. Both sides of the duel are shaky. But the killing intent between the eyebrows was blazing. Strong-willed. Even if it's beads of sweat raining down. Keep an eye on each other. I can't wait for a sword to give birth to in my pupils. Stab the other person to death in one fell swoop.

It's already very deep underground. The climate is not yet warm in spring. It's cold. Cold sweat slowly turned into frost. There's an indescribable killing intent here.

The coffin slave felt faintly in his heart. The battle was fierce. Maybe on top of his imagination. Thereupon. There is also a chill that comes from nowhere. Got into his collar. Drilled into his heart.

He could see it. Qu Yong was calm. He also fought with Qu Yong. I know that this young man's kung fu is good. But because of Qu Yong's heartache, Tianyi Lao Dao died. So impulsive. Wrath. Although dare to fight hard. But that's just fury. Now Qu Yong is very calm. Very calm. The anger slowly subsided.

Qu Yong is very clear. At times like these. Anger and excitement don't win. But it can be fatal. He still dares to fight hard. But it's not about dying. He only has one chance. Be sure to kill the money string as soon as you make a move. Otherwise, it's your own death.

The same goes for money strings. His money-hungry lewd temperament is gone. Instead, it is dignified. He felt like a tiger in the boy. The tiger that chooses people to devour. To deal with the tigers. It's not an easy thing to do. So he already knew in his mind that this might be his toughest fight. Although it looks like child's play when it looks shaky. But the danger was not as high as any of his previous battles.