Chapter 115: Wang Jiulong vs. Tang Rixin

At the moment, outside the mountain.

Tang Rixin and his party had changed their faces, they had just arrived at the entrance of the mountain in order to carry the corpse, but they found that the boulder on the mountain had been removed.

The boulders on the mountain have been removed, which means that someone has discovered the secret of the mountain, and even someone has broken in.

"Go and report to Young Master Situ!"

Tang Rixin's face changed slightly, and he was about to give orders to his subordinates behind him.

However, there was already a shocking noise in the mountain, which was the movement caused by the fierce battle between Chu Tian and Situ Deng.

"Boss, Young Master Situ is still in the stone room, let's ...... Are we going to help? ”

When one of his subordinates heard this, he was immediately frightened by this momentum, and his tone became trembling.

"Help?"

"If it's a master that Young Master Situ can't deal with, do you think we can help?"

"Exit the dungeon with me, and don't be affected by the battle."

Tang Rixin frowned, turned around and walked towards the stairs of the exit.

The strength between him and Situ Deng is very different, if there is a master that Situ Deng can't deal with, then he naturally can't help much.

Instead of going in and causing chaos and dying now, it is better to stay at the exit of the dungeon and wait for the battle to end.

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and hurriedly followed behind Tang Rixin and exited the dungeon together.

As soon as he walked out of the exit of the dungeon, Tang Rixin was about to give a few orders, but suddenly turned around sharply.

The silver hook slashed in the void, and a breath of air-breaking energy flew out in an instant, slashing straight at the tree trunk on the side.

Rumble!

The bucket-thick trunk was cut in two and poured diagonally to the side.

Wang Jiulong's figure flashed, and he could avoid Tang Rixin's energy, and his figure fell into front of everyone's eyes.

"Who are you?"

Tang Rixin asked.

"You don't care who I am!"

Wang Jiulong's face was solemn, he had been waiting at the bottom of the mountain before, but he didn't see Chutian return for a long time, so he went up the mountain to look for it, but he met Tang Rixin and his party.

"No matter who you are, if you are here today, there is only a dead end."

Tang Rixin's face sank, and he raised the silver hook in his hand again and slashed at Wang Jiulong.

In an instant, a burst of air-breaking energy flew out.

Suddenly, Wang Jiulong's pupils shrank, and his body retreated sharply.

Although the Heavenly Demon Fist he cultivated was an extremely domineering exercise, he had only cultivated for five days so far, and he couldn't even count as an entry stage, and he couldn't exert the power of the Heavenly Demon Fist at all.

Even if Tang Rixin is unbearable, he is also a Transformation Realm Grandmaster, and his strength is by no means comparable to Wang Jiulong.

It wasn't until Wang Jiulong withdrew more than ten meters that the power of the silver hook's reflection was exhausted, and most of the strength had dissipated.

This time, Wang Jiulong did not choose to dodge again.

Heavenly Demon Fist!

He had been cultivating the Heavenly Demon Fist for several days, and since there was no way to avoid it, it was just time to take Tang Rixin to practice his hands.

Rumble!

Wang Jiulong punched the reflection of the silver hook, and the two collided with each other, and suddenly erupted into a strong aftermath.

In an instant, the phantom of the silver hook gradually collapsed, completely dissipating into the air.

But Tang Rixin had already turned into an afterimage, approaching Wang Jiulong again.

"Give me death!"

Tang Rixin's silver hook was as fast as an afterimage, like a silver ray under the moonlight, stabbing at Wang Jiulong's vital point.

Whenever Wang Jiulong was stabbed, the silver hook was enough to penetrate his body, causing a fatal hole in his body.

Wang Jiulong retreated again and again, constantly dodging the cold rays.

"A mere peak of internal strength, you dare to fight with the Transformation Realm Grandmaster, you don't know whether you live or die!"

Tang Rixin sneered, his speed suddenly accelerated, and a silver hook stabbed Wang Jiulong's shoulder.

Wang Jiulong's face changed, and his body had no time to dodge.

But the Heavenly Demon Fist's mental method suddenly appeared in his mind.

The Heavenly Demon Fist is a demon martial art, and if you want to perform this set of boxing techniques, you must have the heart to dare to challenge the Heavenly Demon Dao!

When punching, you must move forward without the slightest hesitation.

Just now, under the persecution of Tang Rixin, Wang Jiulong has retreated again and again.

What's more, there was also a hint of retreat in his state of mind, which completely affected his punching power, making his momentum weaker and weaker.

But what is the Realm Grandmaster?

If he couldn't even deal with a Transformation Realm Grandmaster, then what qualifications did he have to pursue the peak of martial arts?

At this time, Wang Jiulong had already figured it out.

He seemed to have an epiphany, and the aura on his body suddenly skyrocketed.

Heavenly Demon Fist!

Wang Jiulong did not retreat but advanced, and punched out again.

This punch did not meet Tang Rixin's silver hook, but staggered the direction with the silver hook, and hit Tang Rixin's chest with a punch.

It's all about a wound-for-injury game!

Wang Jiulong did not hesitate to endure the puncture of the silver hook in exchange for the opportunity to hit Tang Rixin with a punch.

Tang Rixin also didn't expect that Wang Jiulong would exchange injuries for injuries, fighting for life and death.

But the speed of Wang Jiulong's punch suddenly accelerated, and even if Tang Rixin wanted to dodge, he was too late.

Poof!

In the next second, the silver hook had already penetrated Wang Jiulong's shoulder, and instantly slashed across his chest, tearing open a large piece of flesh and blood.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Jiulong also smashed Tang Rixin's chest with a punch.

Bang!

Tang Rixin's ribs were broken, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, and he flew straight upside down.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood in midair, his face full of disbelief.

He is a Transformation Realm Grandmaster, how could he be blown away by Wang Jiulong, who is at the peak of his internal strength?

But that's just the way it is.

In the next second, Tang Rixin had already fallen heavily to the ground, and he felt that several ribs in his chest had been broken.

"Boss, how are you?"

The subordinates who followed behind Tang Rixin hurriedly surrounded him.

Although Wang Jiulong knocked Tang Rixin away with one punch, he himself was not much better.

A long gash had been cut in his chest by silver, and blood was oozing from his shoulder.

Just now, between the life and death crisis, Wang Jiulong had an epiphany.

The Heavenly Demon Fist that was cast already possessed the power of the Transformation Realm Grandmaster.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Wang Jiulong to knock Tang Rixin away with a punch.

But this only means that Wang Jiulong has the strength of the Transformation Realm Grandmaster, not that he is the Transformation Realm Grandmaster.

It's just that with this experience, Wang Jiulong's breakthrough to the realm of the Transformation Realm Grandmaster will become simpler after that.

Moreover, he has the strength to fight with the Transformation Realm Grandmaster at the peak of his internal strength, and when he truly reaches the realm of the Transformation Realm Grandmaster, his strength will become even stronger.

However, these are all things for the future, and now Wang Jiulong will face an even greater crisis.

"Kill...... Kill him! ”

Tang Rixin covered his chest and got up with difficulty.

The subordinates who were originally following Tang Rixin rushed towards Wang Jiulong one after another.

If Wang Jiulong was not injured, it would naturally not be difficult to deal with these internal strength masters.

But now he is wounded, and blood is still pouring from the wound, and his life is in danger......