Chapter 610

The old man spewed out blood essence, which scared Zhuge and others.

"Brother, what's the matter with you? Why did you vomit blood? "

"Brother Huang's body has always been healthy. How can he suddenly vomit blood for no reason?"

People who practice martial arts have to practice hard almost every day. Otherwise, the martial arts skills that are hard to practice will slowly decline.

Whether one's Kung Fu is high or not depends on two points. One is whether one's body is strong or not. If it's not strong, both speed and strength will decline to a certain extent.

The second is the ability to adapt to circumstances. There are also some moves.

Therefore, since the old man surnamed Huang is a martial arts master, there is no doubt about his body.

The unprovoked vomiting of blood is probably related to the palm of Rocha just now.

"You did it?" Looking at Luocha, Zhuge's face was very complicated.

In addition to the panic, more incredible.

Luocha didn't speak, but calmly looked at Zhuge, his eyes full of contempt.

Poof.

At this time, the old man, surnamed Huang, vomited a mouthful of blood essence again.

After two successive spurts of blood essence, a pale color appeared on the old man's face. All the blood on his face disappeared in an instant. Instead, his face was full of pain.

"Brother Huang."

Some people in the crowd were not calm. They ran over and helped the old man surnamed Huang, because he saw that the old man surnamed Huang seemed to be unable to support him.

"Brother Huang, are you ok?" An old man asked with concern.

When the old man surnamed Huang was about to speak, he vomited a mouthful of blood essence again, which was the third mouthful of blood essence he vomited.

After three mouthfuls of blood essence gushed out, the old man, surnamed Huang, had lost much color.

The whole person, it's like death.

If someone hadn't supported him, he would have fallen to the ground at this moment.

"This..."

everyone's face became extremely dignified.

Everyone took a look at the old man surnamed Huang, and then at Luocha. In addition to fear, there was still fear in his eyes.

"Do you mean..."

the master holding the old Huang suddenly opened his clothes at this moment.

The old man, surnamed Huang, had a bright red palm seal on his chest.

And this handprint of BA was left on him by Rocha.

Seeing this scene, everyone has almost concluded that the three mouths of blood essence of brother Huang are the work of Luocha.

"It's inner strength."

One of them, an experienced old man, took a deep breath and said, "what the Rocha used just now is internal strength."

Inner strength?

All of them were dumb.

Then there was a big discussion.

"How can he practice his inner strength? Isn't it true that Neijin is just a deceitful thing in legend? How can anyone do it? "

"Yes, even the old angel of Wudang Mountain who has been practicing martial arts for nearly a hundred years has not developed his inner strength. He has been groping all his life. He is so young. How can he develop his inner strength?"

"No way, I don't believe it."

"This matter has been put in front of you. Don't you believe it? Can't you see that brother Huang has obviously suffered a serious internal injury? Don't I say that even if you give brother Huang two fists, you can make him spit three mouthfuls of blood?"

"Not with three punches."

"Yes, how much strength does it take to hit brother Huang with an internal injury? His strength must go through his body and hit his internal organs. Only in this way can he suffer internal injury and vomit blood."

"If it's an ordinary child or a weak person, we can do it with our hard work, but brother Huang's strong body is...," he said.

It seems that Rocha did not use much strength.

But even so, brother Huang's body was directly destroyed.

Second kill!

Yes, it's second kill!

Brother Huang was killed by the second!

Luocha killed brother Huang with only one move!

"This man has reached the realm of legend, even if we join hands, I'm afraid he is not his opponent?" At this time, someone beat the drum and said it directly.

Internal strength.

A kind of fabulous existence, a realm that no one has ever reached.

But the Rocha in front of me seems to have reached the goal.

Once the news comes out, the whole world will be shocked.

Zhuge Ye's face was blue and purple. He looked at Luocha and asked, "what you just... Used... Is really inner strength?"Zhuge was also afraid, completely afraid.

"I don't know what internal force is."

Luocha looked at Zhuge and said faintly.

Zhuge also frowned tightly and said, "you don't pretend to be stupid in me. The palm you just clapped is the use of inner strength."

"Oh, that's the inner strength." Luocha gave a silly smile.

"To die!"

Suddenly, Zhuge also took out a gun in his hand.

Zhuge also thought in his heart, even if you can have inner strength, what? No matter how good your martial arts are?

No matter how high the skill is, I'm afraid of the kitchen knife.

What's more, I have a gun in my hand. Ha ha.

Unless your body is invulnerable, if you are hit by Laozi's bullet, you will die.

No one's body can resist bullets.

So in Zhuge Ye's mind, Rocha will die this time.

Luo Cha looked at Zhuge with a faint smile: "three years ago, you were so mean. I didn't expect that today, you still haven't changed at all."

"Despicable or noble, my goal is to kill you and take your life."

"You're just a punk. You're not qualified to talk about meanness. In your world, isn't the winner the king?"

Zhuge also hummed and laughed: "you are not from the Wulin. I don't have to tell you any principles or rules, as long as I can kill you."

At the moment when Zhuge also took out his gun, all the old people showed a trace of contempt on their faces.

They are all old-fashioned practitioners. The most annoying thing is hot weapons.

If you can't beat others, just take out your gun. What's that?

Although there is dissatisfaction in my heart, but why Zhuge also want money, money and power, no one dare to say more.

"Rocha, you're dead this time."

Zhuge also hummed.

"Is it?"

Rocha shook his head: "do you think your bullet can hit me?"

With that, Rocha took the lead. He reached out with one hand to Zhuge, and Zhuge didn't neglect him. Although his shooting skill was not as powerful as monkey, he was also a good gun user.

In fact, when Zhuge secretly challenged the world's experts, he used overheated weapons, that is, guns, more than once.

There are two guys who are more powerful than Zhuge, both of them were killed by Zhuge.

But Zhuge also cleaned up the body afterwards, so no one knew.

Zhuge also pulled the trigger directly, without any hesitation, while Luocha's head, like a virtual shadow, directly dodged his bullet.

Zhuge is too close to Luocha. The speed of Zhuge pulling the trigger is not as fast as that of Luocha.

Click!

With a click, Luocha directly pinched Zhuge Ye's arm and crushed the joints in his arm.

They took a breath of air and didn't come forward to help.

They can't deal with a master who cultivates his inner strength, especially brother Huang's example. They dare to fight.

No one wants to be the next.

It's a mystery and a legend about how powerful the inner strength masters are.

No one knows how big the gap is, but it is certainly not small.

Zhuge is also the most powerful one among them. However, in the hands of Rocha, he was directly captured like a chicken caught by an eagle. He didn't even have the strength to resist.

The gun in Zhuge's hand, just like an ornament, was snatched by Luocha directly, and it was broken down three or two times.

"ZHUGE ye, do you have any last words?" Luo Cha asked with a cold face.