In the anxious shout of Wang Zhutou, Yang Fenglou stood up tremblingly.

His legs were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead, but when he took a step forward, Yang Fenglou shook violently and almost fell to the ground again.

Seeing Yang Fenglou's performance, Zhang Dashan couldn't help laughing, and said to Wang Zhutou behind him quite proudly: "Haha...... I advise you to let go quickly, and after I punch him to death, I will also give you a good time, so that you can have a ......companion on the Huangquan Road."

Wang Zhutou also saw that Yang Fenglou's state was extremely poor, but he turned his heart sideways and shouted loudly: "Fart! Lao Tzu is a dignified official from the ninth grade of Dali Temple, specializing in arresting bandits! I want Lao Tzu to let you go, delusional!"

Zhang Dashanren's face turned cold, "Toast and don't eat and drink!", after finishing speaking, he raised his arm and slammed an elbow blow on Wang Zhutou's waist, making Wang Zhutou snort, but he still didn't let go.

"I see if you're loose or not!"

Zhang Dashan was ruthless, elbow after elbow, and Wang Zhutou snorted again and again, but he still held Zhang Dashanren stubbornly.

Not only that, but while resisting the elbow blow with his flesh and blood, Wang Zhutou also shouted loudly:

"Lord Yang, heal quickly, and you must bring this gang of Jiangyang thieves to justice! Don't worry, as long as I don't die, I won't let him escape!"

Zhang Dashan suddenly stopped and said ruthlessly: "Are you really not afraid of death?"

Wang Zhutou smiled, his mouth was full of blood, and he was very embarrassed, but he smiled very happily.

"I'm greedy for money, but I'm not afraid of death!"

After finishing speaking, he turned to Yang Fenglou.

"Lord Yang, Lao Wang only asks you for one thing, this is the matter, please go to the cold house, and tell the little dog that he is greedy for money and has made some mistakes...... However, after all, he still caught the bad guy, and he was still the Wang Tieshou who made the bad guy frightened, and he didn't feel embarrassed...... Hmm!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Dashanren's elbow!

These conversations, Yang Fenglou listened to them, these pictures, Yang Fenglou saw them in his eyes, listened, watched, Yang Fenglou's heart was broken!

Wang Zhutou did not hesitate to hug Zhang Dashan at the cost of his life, just to create an opportunity for himself to kill him!

However, the internal force in his body is now disordered, not to mention fighting, even action, it is difficult to continue!

However, this reason could not convince him, and he watched the opportunity created by Wang Zhutou slip away from his eyes!

The heaviness of this life is unbearable for him!

Do your best and take a step forward!

The internal force was surging chaotic, and the huge power made Yang Fenglou's eyes dark.

One more step!

A mouthful of blood, gushing out!

The Venus in front of him was popping up, and his ears were booming, but he could vaguely hear Zhang Dashan's continuous shouting and scolding, and he could also hear Wang Zhutou's muffled voice.

This muffled sound was like a roar of war drums, urging Yang Fenglou.

Previously!

Another step!

Another mouthful of blood!

Yang Fenglou finally couldn't continue, the image in front of him and the voice in his ears became ethereal, as if he was about to leave him, and his consciousness would slowly dissipate!

"Bang!"

"Hmm!"

Another bang, another muffled snort!

Let him have a brief lucidity.

No way!

Still...... Forward!

Yang Fenglou exerted all his strength, punched hard, and hammered him in the chest!

"Poof......

Another mouthful of blood!

Yang Fenglou vomited blood three times in a row, and his injuries were too serious to be repeated.

However, it was a blessing in disguise!

Three mouthfuls of blood forced all the internal forces of Zhang Dashan out of his body!

Kuzen's internal force suddenly ran at full speed, constantly repairing the wounds in his body.

The consciousness became clear again, and although the body was seriously injured, there was power quietly generated in the body!

Raise your eyes!

Zhang Dashan still continued to elbow him, and Wang Zhutou seemed to be no longer good, except for muffled humming, there was no other life, but he was still holding Zhang Dashanren!

Yang Fenglou wants to crack!

"Thief!

Regardless of the injury, the internal force runs with all his might!

Eight steps to catch the cicadas!

The legs opened the bow left and right, causing a gust of wind and smoke, and Yang Fenglou had already arrived in front of Zhang Dashanren!

Mix in one!

Cactus pushes the clouds!

Three sets landed!

Twin Hands!

Pick up the flowers!

......

Black Tiger Heart!

Exclusive three sets!

The cold is alone!

Eighteen ways of Arhat boxing, fist to the flesh!

It hit Zhang Dashan so much that blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and he rolled his eyes vigorously.

Yang Fenglou was still angry.

Iron fist clenched, from the bottom up, through the sky!

Gongs and drums are scattered?

A long hammer hit the chin of the big good man, hitting him high, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and there was a little bit of bone white in the blood, which was countless teeth!

Yang Fenglou snorted coldly, raised his right leg, stretched out his right hand, and pulled out the dagger from the leggings.

Not long feet, made of stainless steel!

This is the dagger that Niu Si gave to Yang Fenglou, and at this time, it just came in handy.

Yang Fenglou held a dagger in his hand, stabbed from top to bottom!

Along the fourth rib on the left side of Zhang Dashanren, he stabbed in.

Zhang Dashanren's body shook suddenly, he looked down at the injury in disbelief, and then raised his eyes to look at Yang Fenglou, as if he couldn't believe that he would die at Yang Fenglou's hands!

Yang Fenglou didn't care about anything else, twisted the dagger in his hand fiercely, and saw the brilliance of life disappear from Zhang Dashanren's eyes, so he pulled out the dagger.

With a hard push, he pushed Zhang Dashanren's body to the ground, stepped forward, hugged Wang Zhutou, and gently placed him flat on the ground.

Wang Zhutou had already been beaten by Zhang Dashanren with less breath and more breath, completely supporting him with consciousness to hug the nervous Dashanren, and in the end, Yang Fenglou rushed over and beat Zhang Dashanren, not so much that he was holding Zhang Dashanren, it was better to say that he was hanging on Zhang Dashanren's body, even so, he did not let go in the end!

When he was lying on the ground, his consciousness was rarely awakened, and when he opened his eyes and saw Yang Fenglou, he smiled with difficulty, and asked with a faint breath: "Success?"

"Success!" When Yang Fenglou replied, his eyes were full of tears, but it was just three simple words, and he almost choked up.

Wang Zhutou smiled with relief, looked at Yang Fenglou again, and said softly: "Lord Yang, there is no need to be like this...... I'm highly poisoned, and I won't live for a few days sooner or later, and I'm happy to be able to do something for the imperial court......"

Yang Fenglou nodded, only to feel that there was a breath in his heart, in his throat, and in his mouth, which made him cry for a long time.

"Remember...... Tell the puppy ...... I ended up catching the bad guys......"

After speaking, he couldn't wait for Yang Fenglou's response, so he closed his eyes.

Wang Zhong, nicknamed "Wang Tieshou", was the head catcher of Dali Temple in the Tang Dynasty, under the ninth grade, on May 26 of the third year of Qianfu, he died with the thief, and was loyal to the country, and died peacefully at the age of forty.