The bantam tiger was very dissatisfied with the full force blow just now, at such a big price, just a few points of blood were spilled, which could not achieve his goal at all, he wanted to snipe Wang Heng on the spot. Seeing the wave-like palm shadow in front of him, the bantam sneered, and the lancet was divided into more than a dozen points. He thought very well, if Wang Heng's left palm didn't dodge, he would prick this kid out of a dozen holes.

I want to think about it, but at the moment when the two of them came into contact, Wang Heng's left palm turned again and again with strange three pushes and three beats, as soft as the palm strength of the catkins, and the more than a dozen stabs of the lancet were deflected by the weight.

The moment the blade was swinged, the second half of "Kang Long has regrets" came out leisurely. The right hand strangely turns a fist into a palm, the tip of the palm rushes forward, and the fingers are slightly bent into a "crane's beak".

In the palm of the wind, the "crane's beak" poked out violently, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, like a wild dragon stretching out its claws. In the swaying of the meteor, it sticks straight into the left eye of the bantam. Yes, the second half of "Kang Long has regrets" broke out with all his might.

Tianlong Sanshou, legend has it that the Tianduan Grandmaster Feilong became famous in the sky thousands of years ago, and has already become the top martial arts in the current cultivation world. Although Wang Yonghuan's skill is relatively shallow, once it is cast at this time, the power has surpassed the full force of Xuanduan's full force.

In the face of such a ferocious counterattack, the bantam tiger had no idea of dodging in his heart. After using his life to use the "Riot" secret technique, he himself knew that no matter how he won or lost this battle, his future cultivation path might be extinct.

Since there is no future, there is no difference between life and death in this war.

The teeth were biting with a "clattering" sound, and the lancet in his hand burst out in the rotation, yes, this is the "free hand slash", the most explosive move in all the martial arts of the bantam tiger. As soon as the knife is taken off, life and death are immediate.

A white light contained a chilling murderous aura and a never-ending absoluteness. And the internal energy that came out of the body brought a sharp roar, and the air next to the blade twisted back slightly, which was due to the subtle changes in the air caused by the excessive speed.

As soon as the knife was shot, the thin body of the bantam tiger followed the direct shot, and crashed headlong into the attack circle of "Kanglong has regrets". I saw that the head of the bantam tiger suddenly lowered, and the small head was like a cannonball out of the chamber and crashed into Wang Heng's "crane beak", he actually wanted to use his head to resist the second half of the "Kanglong has regrets".

At some point, a silver dagger appeared in Wang Yonghuan's left hand. Yes, it was a weapon borrowed from Wu Chong temporarily. But at this time, it was not used to attract the attention of the bantam tiger, and with the blessing of Tianlong's internal strength, it was as fast as lightning to meet the flying lancet.

In the fight, the supreme role of Tianlong's internal strength - calming the mind and calming the mind played a crucial role. On the line between life and death, Wang Yonghuan's mind was extremely sober in the operation of the internal strength of the division.

Under the skillful blessing of Tianlong's internal strength, the dagger struck out with a strange rotation. The bullet-like rate of fire and the spinning top-like rotation are like a thousand-year-old vine, colliding with the lancet in a chain of collisions and entanglements in the circle, and the silk steel filings are sprinkled in the constant impact and friction of the two weapons.

At this time, Wang Heng's "crane beak" hit the bantam tiger's forehead bone hard. The body of the bantam tiger rushed forward and instantly tilted his head back, and his legs were lifted up, and this guy did not forget to strike a death blow at the moment when his head was stunned.

Fortunately, Wang Heng observed with his eyes at the last moment when "Kang Long has regrets". On the right leg of the bantam tiger, the internal strength protrudes on the soles of the feet, and the body retreats very quickly, narrowly avoiding the last kick of the bantam tiger.

Retreating in a lightning flash, retreating and returning, as fast as if he had never left where he was. Leaning forward, his hands crossed like butterflies and struck out, slapping flat and heavy on the front chest of the bantam tiger's back, and none of the five palms of Xuanduan's advanced five palms missed.

Not to mention that Bantam Tiger is now in a semi-comatose state, even if he is in perfect condition, the five palms of this Xuanduan advanced cultivation are not something he can bear.

"Poof" blood spurted wildly, and the bantam tiger was slapped to the ground with heavy palms. The corners of his eyes rolled up, he wanted to speak but couldn't say a word, and with a "hmm" sound, he was completely unconscious.

The desperate struggle ended at the moment when people's minds were still spewing blood. The two Xuanduan Intermediate Martial Artists stationed in the Flame Hall were all knocked down in the casino on the second floor at the moment when Wang Heng Tianlong's internal strength broke through.

Although the fight was short, the danger mixed with it made Wang Heng turn around at the Ghost Gate. After the full strength of Tianlong's internal strength was exerted, a wave of weakness hit like a tide.

This is the first time that at the moment of breakthrough, the internal strength of Tianlong is crossed over and over the level. The feeling of prostration is as weak as running 10,000 meters at a sports meeting when I was a child. At this point, the kid wanted to find a place to sleep well.

But Wang Heng knew that it was not the time to rest, and there was one thing that had not yet been done, that is, the men and women standing opposite and trembling like a pair of quails - Jin Si and Zhang Huahua.

When these two people were fighting in Wang Heng, they had already come to the second floor. From the fearless at the beginning, to the bloodless face later, he has experienced a devilish journey from heaven to hell in a down-to-earth manner.

Bantam Tiger and Zhensanshan are all mountain-like existences and steel-like dependence, but in less than five minutes, the mountains are shattered. The once invincible and former backer was so incredibly wiped out in front of him.

And the creator of such a horrific reality is the young man who they have said they want to remove an arm. At this time, Wang Heng's childish and emaciated face was like a devil's smiling face in their eyes, the cold contained murderous intent, and the silence was mixed with volcanic anger.

Beads of sweat covered Jin Si's forehead and cheeks, and he didn't know what to do now? In the face of this ruthless and grim face, Jin Si couldn't say a word about the scene.

Wang Heng took a few steps forward coldly, and looked at Jin Si and Zhang Huahua, two fat faces and swollen faces of average size, with evil in his eyes.

The atmosphere became more and more cold as Wang Heng took a few steps forward. The wide hall on the second floor could accommodate fifty or sixty people, but it was as silent as night, with only a flickering light showing the noise and prosperity of the past.

"Jin Si, Jin Siye, the boss of the flame?"

The cold words were like a cold wind passing through the vast air on the second floor, taking away the last of Jin Si's courage. At this time, Jin Si knew that the final verdict had come.

Trembling, Jin Si replied in fear: "Yes... I, I am ... Gold... Fourth, what does this little brother command?"

"Ha, I'm not some little brother of yours, but a hairy boy you want to remove an arm. Now that I'm in front of you, will you use a knife or a stick to remove one of my arms?"