"Little doll, if you are unwilling, the old man can help you, and the old man can help you with the person you want to kill." The old man saw what he was thinking.

In the corner, Sang stopped moving, sat up slightly, and his eyes were cloudy and terrifying.

The old man was shocked when he met his gaze, and then he was a little happy: "If you have any hatred, the old man will help you." ”

"I want to learn martial arts, I want to learn the most powerful martial arts in the world, kung fu that can kill people." Sang Zhi got up from the ground, his voice eerie.

"Okay, ahem...... Little doll, the old man has a hundred years of internal force in his body, as long as you are willing to listen to the old man's words, the old man will pass on all the internal force to you. ”

"I do." Sang Zhi did not hesitate.

The old man stared at him intently, his eyes rolled, his hand reached into his arms and took out a white porcelain bottle, and threw it at Sang Zhi's feet: "As long as you eat the pills of the porcelain bottle, the old man will pass on the internal force to you." ”

Sang Zhi bent down to pick up the porcelain bottle, opened it and poured it directly into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Little doll, don't you even ask what's in the bottle?" The old man was shocked by such a refreshing feeling.

"What about wearing intestinal poison, as long as I can do what I want, I'm not afraid of anything." Death is not terrible to him at all, and if he dies, maybe he will be able to see her.

didn't die, he dragged everyone to jump into the oil pot and slowly suffered.

"Hahahaha, good, good, the little doll has guts." The old man laughed.

He never looks at the wrong person, this kid is a martial arts wizard, without a trace of internal strength, and his murderous aura is so strong, he has honed it into a good equipment for killing.

The sharper, of course, the sharper, the more valuable.

"Now you can teach me how to kill."

"Okay, little doll, you have to remember that your current life belongs to the old man, and someone will ask you for it in the future." The old man waved his hand at him: "Little doll, come over." ”

Sang Zhi walked over.

"Sitting cross-legged, the process will be very painful, and it depends on you whether the little doll can survive it."

Sang Zhi sat down, his eyes were tough.

The old man turned his head to look at the rising black mist on his arm, raised his hand to unlock the acupoints in his body, and the black mist instantly spread in his body, and he forced all his internal force into the palm of his hand.

Suddenly soared into the air, and the palm wind rushed straight to the heavenly spirit cover of Sangzhi.

"Ah......h

A heart-rending cry rang through the sky.

Sang Zhi's whole body seemed to be wrapped in a fireball, and the powerful internal force continued to transmit to his body, and the internal force circulated and impacted his skin, as if his whole person was about to explode in the next second.

"It's not good, I can't take it." The old man's face was hideous, he was seriously injured and couldn't control the breath in his body, and he saw that the little doll's whole person was about to explode.

He wanted to take it, but he couldn't.

It's over, the kid won't live.

His hundred years of internal strength poured into his body, and no one could bear this kind of pressure and pain.

Sang Zhi was trembling all over, and the airflow under his skin was constantly fluctuating, and suddenly he suddenly opened his eyes: "Ah......"

A sharp voice came out, and the old man was bounced away in an instant, smashing against the wall, he raised his eyes to look at the little doll, his eyes were shocked, and the air flow was still rushing into the child's body.

The old man could almost see beneath his skin, his bones twisted by the air currents.

"It's hopeless, it's a pity that my strength has been wasted in a hundred years......"

It's a pity that the old man is not the little doll that is about to explode in front of him, but his lifelong internal force.

I thought that this kid had strong perseverance and could become the carrier of his internal strength, so that his internal strength was exhausted, and he could also hold a killing weapon.

Ay!

It's a pity, it's a pity.

(End of chapter)