At the moment when the sea of swords pressed down and the leg wheels gathered, Wang Heng's Tianlong internal strength was like a powerful bullet in the dantian, and it slammed into the dagger dagger tip inserted above the dantian.

The dagger rushed under the strong internal strength that was like a needle tip, making a burst of air, and flew out of the body violently, appearing and disappearing in the air, as if the dagger had not appeared in the air in the first place, with a trace of weird aura.

But the tyrant knew, and the dagger appeared. Wang Heng knew that the dagger appeared under the impact of his internal strength. But what Tyrant doesn't know is, why did the dagger disappear again?

When he knew, the dagger with a grim reaper's smile suddenly flashed from nothingness to nothingness behind the tyrant, like the mockery of a demon and the cry of a ghost, so abrupt and mysterious. The dagger was like lightning, vicious and ferocious piercing into the tank hole of the tyrant.

Yes, this is the most bizarre twelfth type of the Thirteen Swords of the Heavenly Sword, "Heavenly Needle Illusion". There is no violent swing of the sword, no fierce slashing of the evil blade, there is only an illusory flash of the dagger, a strange stab. "Heavenly Needle Illusion", the only one in the thirteen styles of the Heavenly Sword is not a knife style.

The snow dagger carries a cold wind and a gloomy dead air, like an embroidery needle of a fairy, beautiful is beautiful, but it is full of evil.

The dagger blinked like a demon's eyes, though without a sound or a hint of wind. But the tyrant was still in the void and felt the slightest murderous aura behind him. This is the precipitation of his experience in thousands of battles, and it is also the throbbing of a high-level cultivator's heart.

I saw that the tyrant shouted, his internal breath turned wildly, and the internal strength of the whole body suddenly gathered on the side of the torso on the left side, and the internal strength of the whole body strangely became twice as large and thicker on the left side, while the right side was empty of a trace of internal strength.

The internal strength of the black wind that gathered on the left side of the body actually formed a circular iron plate shape, from left to right like a neat row of soldiers, rushing towards the right side of the body. The side-by-side running of internal strength drove the right side of the entire body to suddenly elongate and triple the illusion.

Yes, the right side of the body is doubled, and the left side of the body is unchanged. Suddenly, the right side of the tyrant's body suddenly increased by more than twenty centimeters. The entire back has changed from the original width of more than 40 centimeters to more than 60 centimeters.

From Wang Heng's point of view, the body of the tyrant seemed to be looking in a mirror, and it was strangely half wider. This kid's head "buzzed", and the tyrant actually used the strange "bone transfer technique" that had been lost for thousands of years.

This kind of strange science was originally a kind of bone alchemy, which was passed down from ancient times. It is said that long-term cultivation can make the bones extremely hard, and at the same time, it has a flexibility that ordinary people cannot imagine, and can change the length and size of the bones in an instant, which is strange and mysterious.

This is not one or two grades higher than the so-called bone shrinking skills on the rivers and lakes, so to speak, compared with the bone transfer technique and the bone shrinking skills, it is simply a difference between the sky and the underground.

As soon as the Tyrant's bone transfer technique was unleashed, his vest acupoint completely avoided the dagger's fatal blow. But even so, the dagger still did not miss, but pierced fiercely between the big hole of the vest and the shoulder, into the flesh and the handle, so fierce, so deep.

At the same time as the dagger pierced the tyrant, the "Black Dragon Troubled Sea" of the tyrant's iron palm and Wang Heng's evil slashing blade "Tianhai Closed Sun" also collided violently, the black clouds rolled, the blades shot out, and the critical sound roared wildly.

At this time, Wang Heng and the tyrant Zhang Wuwu both knew that they had reached the critical moment of life and death, victory or defeat, and if anyone showed a little retreat, it would be 100% dead or alive.

Both of them are full of green muscles, protruding teeth, and they will not retreat with their heads stuffy, and they will fight to the end.

Blood flickered and spattered, howling like weeping, knives and palms slicing and slashing at each other's bodies, like a rotating machine harvesting rice fields. A puff of blood and tufts of broken clothes scattered in all directions like fireworks.

In a flash, Wang Heng and the tyrant both added a few blood marks to their bodies.

The moment the dagger was inserted into the Tyrant Zhang's harmless body, although it was not fatal with a single blow, the strong internal strength infused into the dagger still pushed the Tyrant forward, making it closer to Wang Heng.

At the moment when the tyrant moved his bones and increased his body, the speed of the Heavenly Dragon Secret Technique --- Xun suddenly rose, and the speed of his body movement instantly doubled, and his body stood forward, and in a flash, he reached the position of three feet in front of the tyrant.

In the face of such a close distance, Wang Heng did not perform any strange tricks in his hand, nor did he show off any brilliance, but the Zhonggong Rush, who was directly playing with his life, closed his left hand to his right hand like a flash flash, and tightly grasped the handle of the evil slashing blade with both hands, and stabbed forward fiercely.

Tyrant, a cultivation wizard who has rarely appeared in a hundred years in the Black Water Gate, in such a short distance, his left palm suddenly shook, and suddenly conjured up nine palms, slashing obliquely and resisting, and the sound exploded, and the black iron gloves burst out with a thousand jun power, directly collapsing Wang Heng's evil slashing blade.

The strong power in the palm of the tyrant made Wang Heng's hands after the hard battle no longer able to hold the evil blade. With a "bang", the evil blade flew out of his hand.

As soon as the evil slashing blade was released, the right hand of the tyrant turned into a fist, shaped like an iron hammer, and with the power of opening the mountain and stirring the sea, a violent punch hit Wang Heng's chest.

The sound of "click" came out like a tooth chewing, yes, this critical blow broke three ribs in Wang Heng's chest in an instant.

This round of extremely fast combat caused Wang Heng's body to be injured, like a balloon that was like a pot, and he was on the verge of collapse at once.

But the kid's teeth were clenched, his eyes were like poison, all the blood, all the brutality, all the bursting out at this moment, drenched in the fullest, nothing. At this time, Wang Heng forgot all the pain, gave up all the defenses, and had only one belief in his heart, fight to the death, fight to the death, fight to the death!

At this most critical moment, the third technique of the newly comprehended Heavenly Dragon Secret Technique--- the Thorn of Kan, suddenly appeared.

A muffled snort came from Wang Heng's nose, all the spirit in his body, strange aggregation, substantial condensation, an invisible but real sting needle appeared in his mind out of thin air, crossing time and space, crossing distances, and flashing in the consciousness of the tyrant.

In a moment's breath, he suddenly felt a pain in his head, like a long steel needle, which suddenly pierced into his brain. This kind of stinging pain that penetrates consciousness is like the body being suddenly split in two by a high-speed rotating chainsaw, which is not at all controllable and persistent.

But at this moment, a mouthful of blood from Wang Heng's mouth spurted out angrily, and this mouthful of blood had already poured into his mouth when the tyrant's fist hit his chest, and it was this kid who forcibly buckled it in his mouth with great perseverance.

At this time, at the moment when the tyrant was afraid of the battle and wanted to retreat, Tianlong's internal strength contained this mouthful of blood and burst out, yes, this is the "belly blood arrow", a vicious and ruthless Qimen kung fu.

Taking advantage of the moment when the madman had a splitting headache and his consciousness was slightly confused, the "belly blood arrow" hit the face door of the madman fiercely, containing a little bit of blood with strong internal strength, and in an instant, the face door of the madman was full of holes, and a pair of originally bright and black round leopard eyes burst around like a balloon that burst on a foot.