The person who used his fist saw Qin Lan's posture and exclaimed!

This voice attracted Liao Long's attention, and when he saw the scene here, he lost his mind for a moment and thought of his dead brother, who was cut on his left shoulder by Liu Qinghe's sword.

Liao Long was in pain, forced Liu Qinghe back with a palm of his left hand, and roared angrily at Qin Lan:

"Little brute! Do you dare to learn from my Brown Tiger Hall martial arts? When I clean up this witch, I will kill you!" ”

Qin Lan didn't care, because he knew that compared to Liao Long's terrifying, the two people in front of him were very tricky.

The late stage of the first order of the zodiac where these two people used swords, and the middle stage of the second order of the zodiac where they used fists, was really difficult for Qin Lan, a person who had just been promoted to the second order of the ecliptic.

What's more, the two people on the other side will have immortal methods, and if Qin Lan doesn't come up with immortal methods to fight against them, he will really suffer a big loss. The relatives and friends who just died in front of him are a good warning!

The man with the fist seemed to feel Liao Long's anger, and knew that if he failed to kill Qin Lan, it would be Liao Long's turn to solve it himself, and he would inevitably be punished when he went back!

Without waiting for a single person to shoot with his sword, he smashed his fists towards Qin Lan like raindrops, and for a while he couldn't intervene with his sword.

Because Qin Lan fought hand-to-hand with him, if the person who used the sword used the sword at will, he might accidentally injure his own people, so he stayed aside and waited for Qin Lan to reveal his flaws and give him a fatal blow!

Because there was one less person, Qin Lan only needed to concentrate on dealing with the person in front of him, and the pressure was much less for a while, but he still had to guard against leaking a flaw and letting the person with the sword take advantage of the loophole.

So Qin Lan fought and retreated, and the two of them collided with their fists and hands, crackling, and the speed was so fast that ordinary people's eyes were a little confused.

Both of them use "Howling Tiger Fist", the moves are the same, you come and go, and they fight equally.

"Howling Tiger Fist" has a total of twenty-one styles, the first three types of the zodiac can be completed by the first order, and the fourth and fifth types of the zodiac can be cultivated by the second order, and with the change of moves, the aura requirements for immortal cultivators gradually increase.

Although Qin Lan has not practiced "Howling Tiger Fist" for a few days, he has the foundation of mortal martial arts training, plus Qin Hao is a martial arts master, Qin Lan inherited Qin Hao's martial arts talent, and the first three styles have already been completed.

The fourth and fifth styles were a small success, Qin Lan just blocked the opponent's claw, and hit the opponent's abdomen with a top knee with his left leg.

Before the other party could react, he forced him back with a heavy punch in his right hand, and punched the opponent in the face, faintly feeling shaken by Qin Lan's punch.

After the two separated, the one with the sword found a gap and stabbed at Qin Lan.

Qin Lan had already made preparations, and without waiting to be separated from the person with his fist, Qin Lan turned his hands into claws, waiting for the person with the sword to rush towards him.

When the sword-wielder attacked, Qin Lan's body retreated, his body dodged the stabbing sword body, his left claw grabbed the opponent's sword-holding hand, and then clawed at the opponent's throat.

This is the third type of attacking people's throats in "Howling Tiger Fist", called the Throat Breaking Claw, which uses both claws to cooperate, waiting for the opportunity to move, grabbing the opponent's throat and killing with one blow.

Qin Lan's aura luck and fingertips, his right hand turned into a claw and pinched it hard, and a crisp voice sounded along Qin Lan's right hand.

Qin Lan's claw directly grabbed the neck of the sword bearer, the trachea was pinched off in Qin Lan's palm, Qin Lan pulled hard, the skin in front of the neck was directly cracked, and half of the throat was exposed.

Sticky blood dripped down Qin Lan's right hand towards the ground, and the sword-wielding man's eyes were full of unwillingness, and he wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't speak.

He fell to his knees in pain with his hands clenched around his neck, and after a while he stopped moving.

He looked at Qin Lan incredulously with his fist, he wanted to sell a flaw to Qin Lan so that the person could give him a fatal blow, but he never wanted to directly let that person die.

Extremely angry, with an arrow step, he also fought to break his throat and claw to pinch Qin Lan's throat.

Qin Lan knew what the fate of being caught was, his right hand clenched his fist, and the moment he swung it at the person who used the fist, he let go of his fist, and the blood of the person who had just used the sword was sprinkled along Qin Lan's hand to the other party's eyes.

Instinctively, this person closed his eyes, but the moment he closed his eyes, Qin Lan's body leaned to the right and dodged the fatal blow.

Then Qin Lan struck an uppercut with his left hand, which went straight to the man's chin, and a mouthful of blood spit out of the man's mouth with a few white things.

Qin Lan didn't stop, his right hand turned into a claw, and another broken throat claw grabbed the opponent's pharynx.

But the man was hit by Qin Lan's uppercut, and his hands were blocked upwards in pain, and Qin Lan's claw only grabbed the opponent's wrist.

Qin Lan pinched, pulled, clicked, and there was another crisp sound, and the person's left hand was directly grabbed and dislocated by Qin Lan's claw.

With this blow, the man was in pain again, and his right hand smashed into Qin Lan with a punch, and Qin Lan was hit by a punch and retreated.

When the two separated, the man's left hand swayed like a cloth bag hanging from his arm.

Seeing that his left hand was dislocated, the other party endured the pain and grabbed his left hand with his right hand and pressed it on his arm, and with a few clicks, his left hand seemed to be taken back by force.

This person is higher than Qin Lan's cultivation, but the purity of the aura in his body is not as good as Qin Lan's, although the exercises are the same, but it is obvious that Qin Lan's attack after the blessing of the aura is a few points stronger.

Seeing this, Qin Lan didn't wait for the other party to make a gesture, kicked the ground with both legs, jumped high, turned his hands into claws, and bowed his legs slightly, like that person pounced.

This is the second style of "Howling Tiger Fist", called Hungry Tiger Pounce, which is a kind of move that gives up defense and attacks with all four limbs, which is extremely domineering.

Although he knew this move, the left hand that had just been dislocated no longer had combat effectiveness, and the counterattack was no longer effective, and this person could only cross his arms in front of him.

Qin Lan's feet were the first to touch this person, and he was kicked by Qin Lan's legs, falling directly backwards, and falling heavily to the ground.

Seeing that the man fell to the ground, Qin Lan's attack hurriedly picked up, and his hands turned into claws and rushed towards the man again, and his right hand grabbed straight at the opponent's throat.

As soon as he fell to the ground, the man's instinctive hands propped up the ground backwards, and before he could react, Qin Lan's claw grabbed at him, and his right hand was raised high to block Qin Lan.

Qin Lan's left hand turned into a claw and grabbed the man's raised right hand first, and pressed it to the ground, without waiting for him to raise his left hand, his right hand turned into a claw and grabbed his throat.

The dislocated left and right sides of the man had just touched Qin Lan's shoulder, and a click sounded, and Qin Lan pulled his throat out.

Qin Lan stood up, wiped the slippery blood on his body, looked at Liao Long and shouted:

"Dog, you're the next one to die!"

Liao Long heard Qin Lan's voice, and saw the two people lying on the ground drenched in blood, he was furious, and grabbed Liu Qinghe's soft sword with his left hand.

Although he knew that although the sword was caught, the software would bend and still stab him, but he didn't care about the pain.

He grabbed the soft sword and pulled it towards himself, and the soft sword stabbed into Liao Long's upper arm, but Liu Qinghe was pulled over, and then Liao Long swung his right hand at Liu Qinghe with a punch, directly knocking Liu Qinghe upside down and flying out.

Liao Long flew Liu Qinghe and rushed straight towards Qin Lan, the speed was extremely fast, and he didn't have time to dodge.

Qin Lan crossed his hands to protect his chest, but Liao Long's right hand turned into a claw and grabbed Qin Lan's heart before Qin Lan.

Suddenly, a burst of white light flashed, and Liao Long was hit by this white light and flew backwards instantly, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"How can you have a treasure weapon!"

Liao Long's eyes were full of disbelief.