"Whoop, whoop, whoop......" After a burst of bombardment, with the last loud bang, the two people who were fighting for life and death were knocked out several feet away almost at the same time, and finally stopped attacking.

On the entire round peak, only the sound of two people panting desperately could be heard.

Xu Yang's whole body trembled, this was a strange feeling of pleasure combined with severe pain.

This feeling made him still strong even though he was scarred all over his body.

The Fan Gang Leader on the other side looked slightly better, but he was still extremely embarrassed.

The possession effect of the golden bell jar brought by the Blood Sacrifice Dafa made him not see too many scars on his body at this time.

However, Xu Yang, who had been stimulated with ferocity before, continued to pay the price of several blows in his body, and a series of heavy blows combined with Shaolin Divine Fist, Huashan Mixed Yuan Palm, and Broken Jade Fist, which still caused very serious injuries to the internal organs of the Fan gang leader.

It can even be said that on the surface, Xu Yang suffered a loss, but in fact, in addition to the external injuries, the injuries on the Fan gang leader were much more serious than Xu Yang.

Because the twenty-three way dragon claw grappler that he is best at is, after all, a kung fu with the main purpose of controlling the enemy, even if the greatest attack power of this kung fu has broken out at this time, it can't really bring fatal injuries to Xu Yang.

At the same time, he also has to take care of Xu Yang's endless poisons.

Sometimes the obvious empty door, because it is too clear and too deadly, Fan Gang Leader does not dare to attack directly, and can only try to attack with his feet, elbows, and even knees, which are wrapped in clothes.

And all of Xu Yang's three exquisite fists and feet are offensive punches based on strong internal force.

Legend has it that if the Jade Breaking Fist is cultivated to the extreme, it is enough to open the mountain and crack the stone.

Although Xu Yang had only cultivated to the fifth layer, there was still a considerable shortage from the extreme seventh layer, but with Xu Yang's internal strength that had already reached 1,000 points, even the fifth layer of the Jade Breaking Fist could still cause fatal damage to the body of Gang Leader Fan.

Even if the golden bell jar can eliminate most of the lethality of this type of boxing technique, even if only two or three percent of the internal force can really penetrate the defense and attack, it is terrifying enough.

In this round of attacks, both sides completely gave up their defenses, punched to the flesh, and exchanged injuries for injuries, which was not a duel at all, but a game of life!

They all knew that if anyone dared to retain the strength of defense at this time, they were really looking for death.

In the end, the attack ended with both of them seriously injured and deactivated, and it subsided for the time being.

It was a very messy scene.

The situation of the two of them at this time did not have the demeanor of a martial arts master, but they were like two street gangsters, who were so miserable after beating each other with Wang Ba punch.

Xu Yang naturally didn't need to talk about it, he was covered with scars, and even the white fox fur that he had been wearing outside was damaged, and there was blood stains on it.

And the Fan gang leader was not much better, there was blood all over his body, he didn't know if it was his own blood or the blood of his opponent, one eye was swollen, several teeth were lost, the bridge of his nose was broken, and he kept leaving nosebleeds.

Only Gang Master Fan himself knew that his ribs were broken at least seven, and there was a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and I am afraid that his internal organs were also damaged, and he even suspected that his intestines were broken.

If it weren't for the fact that the Blood Sacrifice Dafa was still working non-stop, I'm afraid he would already be a dead man at this moment.

Fortunately, the opponent's injury is not lighter than his own.

After all, with the blessing of the golden bell jar, Xu Yang's ten successes are at most two or three percent left on himself, even so, he is already so miserable.

And all the moves of the Fan Gang Leader attacking Xu Yang, except for a few fatal injuries that he could dodge, all of them really hit all parts of Xu Yang's body.

The head, shoulders, chest, back, lower abdomen, and even Xu Yang's calves and knees were all strong and hit him several times.

Even if his internal strength is probably far inferior to that of the other party, his current strength is much greater than his.

These punches and kicks will also cause a lot of damage.

"Haha, haha...... Happy!!" A burst of arrogant laughter rang out abruptly.

Gang Leader Fan didn't expect that Xu Yang would still have the strength to laugh at this moment.

How dare he laugh?!

How could he laugh?!

Why is he still smiling?!

His injuries were much lighter than his, and it was difficult for him to even breathe, and there was a Venus in front of him, which was the result of detachment.

How can he recover quickly?

Or even have the energy to laugh?

It's not the first time that Gang Leader Fan has encountered this kind of detachment.

In his early years, when he participated in the battle of the rivers and lakes, he had encountered this situation.

On that day, the Hubei branch of the beggar gang and the local snake gang Black Snake Gang, with the competition for the ownership of a dock, gradually evolved into an unprecedented and tragic fight!

As the deputy helmsman of the Hubei branch at that time, Fan Gang Leader was only twenty-two years old that year, and his martial arts were already extremely high.

He remembered that he had slashed more than twenty people that day, and many more had fallen from his wounds.

However, half an hour later, most of the more than fifty brothers who rushed into the helm of the Black Snake Gang with him had already been killed or injured.

When the third wind knife he snatched was cut to the curl blade, this kind of situation in his mind was blank, he couldn't slow down his breathing, and he seemed extremely dull to everything around him, for the first time in his life.

He had never experienced this feeling at the time, and he was stunned in a panic.

He still remembered that when he showed this, all his brothers, including those who were so badly injured that they could no longer walk, desperately blocked the swords that were slashing from all directions, and used their lives to buy him even one more chance to breathe.

Lao Wang, who had the most experience in fighting in the rudder, only said one sentence before he died.

"Inhale more, inhale quickly, and avenge him. ”

Then, Lao Wang, who had been carrying him and helping him since he joined the Beggar Gang, and finally became his subordinate, laughed and blocked him directly in front of him with his body, and was hit by seven swords and eight swords at the same time, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood and swung a knife, blocking the last wave of Black Snake Gang attacks, and fell in front of him.

The coward Lu Xiang, who joined the beggar gang at the same time as him, burst out with courage that he had never had before, and after both legs were cut off, he still hugged with his hands, bit with his teeth, and hit his head with his head, and forcibly blocked three or four enemies, until his head was cut off by the red stick of the Black Snake Gang, and the whole person's body was paralyzed to the ground.

Twenty beggar brothers fell in front of him one by one.

And by yourself, you can't do anything.

He only firmly remembered Lao Wang's words before he died, held back his tears, gritted his teeth, and inhaled desperately.

Sure enough, when he had breathed enough, his mind cleared up again, and he went out alone.

Along the way, the elite of the Black Snake Gang who died at his hands killed more than all of them combined before.

The entire formation of the Black Snake Gang was cut to pieces by him alone.

In this battle, he became famous, he was valued by the previous gang leader, was promoted, and ten years later, with the support of all the beggar gangs, he ascended to the position of gang leader.

Everyone was bragging about how terrifying his martial arts were, how amazing his courage was, and how vulnerable the Black Snake Gang was.

No one remembers the more than fifty brothers who accompanied him to the Black Snake Gang, and the twenty or so brothers who laughed and died in order to buy him time to recover.

Their memory in others is just symbols, unobtrusive and fleeting tricks in legendary stories.

Only he, always remembered, all the names, looks, personalities......

Because he never dared to forget that nightmare.

It's like a nightmare like being robbed of your mind by an evil spirit.

Naturally, he didn't know that it was because of the transition of fighting, excessive injuries, and a state of shock caused by detachment and lack of oxygen.

Xu Yang knew.

After all, he came from the afterlife, and all kinds of useful and useless knowledge filled the brain.

He was so desperate for his life.

So even when he was fighting, he didn't forget to give himself a healing technique at any time, and at the same time, he didn't forget to use all kinds of medicines, and he didn't need money to replenish his state at any time.

So he persevered for half a move more than Fan Gang Leader, and then recovered a little earlier.

I don't know how much earlier, anyway, Gang Leader Fan is still struggling on his knees, but he has returned to his previous state of seventy percent and stood up on his own.

His breathing gradually changed from rapid to long, and some of the wounds on his body were already half healed.

So he laughed!

Whatever does not destroy me will make me stronger!

I don't know who said this, Xu Yang feels that it is so correct to use it at this moment!

The Cold Moon Treasure Knife lay in the snow, illuminated by the warm winter sun, a cold light like a dream.

It's a beautiful view.

is so beautiful that Xu Yang wants to kill even more.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to shake the chaotic feelings out of his mind.

Even though there are healing techniques and various medicines, the blood that flows from the body and the sharp pain in the wound is real.

This thing can't be made up for by taking medicine alone.

After taking a few quick steps, he picked up the Cold Moon Treasure Knife again.

It's time to put an end to this.

Looking back, I don't know when, Gang Leader Fan had actually stood up.

Long knife in hand.

Xu Yang smiled again.

Such an enemy is interesting.

There is no need for calculation, there is no need for intrigue.

It only needs to be a life-and-death fight between warriors!

With a loud shout, Xu Yang rushed towards his opponent.

Such an opponent is worth exerting all his strength!

Fight with all your might, life or death!

Gang Leader Fan was still dizzy, and he knew that his life would definitely be lost today.

With such a serious injury, there is absolutely no reason to continue to survive.

Even if he wasn't injured, the Blood Sacrifice Dafa had already been administered for too long.

His own life force is also about to be exhausted.

However, at the end of his life, he can experience such a big battle.

Sure enough, just as the opponent shouted, it was true,

Joyfully!

Hold on tightly to the Splash Knife, his favorite weapon.

It was the only weapon he had ever used since that nightmare.

He has always been afraid that when he gets old, he will lose his courage like those old and cowardly old-timers.

He needs his brothers to remind him all the time.

In the depths of his heart, the souls of those brothers are in this wind-throwing knife.

Until the end of the Yellow Spring, he was qualified to say a word to the brothers who went first:

"Lao Tzu is not a coward! Lao Tzu, it's finally here!"