"Cut the crap, you are the one who died!" Li yanwang hit again.

However, just out of the fist, Li yanwang found that his fist, there is a large strange black.

This kind of black is like ink, just a touch, it has gone deep into the texture. At the same time, bursts of pain and itching, directly from the fist.

Although Li yanwang did not know the situation, he knew that it was definitely not good news.

In his fury, Li yanwang's fists and legs immediately turned into a storm, even the sound of the air being torn.

Bang Bang

Taiquan itself is known as eight arm boxing, especially Li yanwang's successful study. Although not as good as his master songdi, he is a rare master.

Li yanwang fought with the enemy many times at ordinary times, and even killed the killers of shadow crow when he was on duty.

Now in his rage, his hands, elbows, knees and feet are all sharp weapons.

It's stormy. It's everywhere.

And the old people are losing.

Tan Yongqi was delighted.

Han Zhen, on the other hand, secretly shakes his head. The old man is a Dharma practitioner, while Li yanwang specializes in martial arts. In combat, the old man is definitely not Li yanwang's opponent.

In such a long time, Li yanwang, as a practitioner of martial arts, has not yet won. Naturally, he has no chance to win any more.

At the same time, Li yanwang was afraid to find that the strange black was spreading. In his fear, his hand was thundering.

The old man laughed. When he was fighting with Li yanwang, he spewed black breath from his mouth and nose and went straight to Li yanwang's face.

Li yanwang couldn't dodge. He smelled a fishy smell, and his inner strength collapsed instantly. Li yanwang fell to the ground.

The old man sneered, "Damn it!"

Li yanwang struggled for a while, but he couldn't stand up at all. He tried his best to make an attack gesture to the bodyguard waiting at the commanding height.

Both Tan Yongqi and Xiao die are nervous because this is the only chance to defeat the old man.

The old man then found out that it was not right. Before the bodyguard hiding in the commanding height came out, the old man screamed.

The voice is sharp and hoarse, like scratching on the glass.

They immediately blocked their ears, but their heads were still dizzy.

They just feel bad, but Han Zhen hears the power to frighten the mind.

In the distance, the bodyguard hiding behind the bluestone in the valley screamed and rolled down the mountain.

The old man understood why his nephews were defeated. He said with a cold smile, "it seems that you will lose!"

Xiao die's face changed greatly, because she already knew the only killer, but she was completely defeated after the old man's cry.

"Let's go!" Xiaodie also ignored the others, directly pushed Tan Yongqi away, "I stop him, you go!"

Tan Yongqi looked at all this fiasco and was terrified. The immortal in front of her was so fierce. No wonder her villagers couldn't resist from generation to generation.

It's not that they don't want to fight, it's that they don't have the ability to fight.

Tan Yongqi thought of his hard work over the years, but it was just a joke. They even offended the immortal in the mountains and brought disaster for their own villagers.

This great sense of power gap, let Tan Yongqi produce a sense of disillusionment.

Her heart was filled with grief, tears came down, and even an impulse to die.