Chapter 1210

While Wang Xiao and he Daorong are fighting, and before they can decide whether to win or lose, long Yali wants to stay away from them as soon as possible. No matter who they are, they are threatening her and may not let them go.

As a woman, in fact, longyali is also very helpless. At this time, she even has the heart of death, but the desire to survive has been supporting her, so long Yali does not want to die.

The golden sword Qi and the black Qi awn interweave together, and their attack power is competing with each other. However, this situation only lasted less than ten seconds. Wang Xiao's golden sword Qi directly broke he Daorong's black Qi with the advantage of suppression.

"Click, click!"

After a clear voice sounded, he Daorong's black Qi was crushed directly, but the power of Wang Xiao's sword Qi didn't disappear. He continued to fight against he Daorong with the momentum of thunder.

The sword Qi is like a rainbow, and the golden sword Qi seems to cross the sky. It seems that as long as the material in front of the sword Qi is blocked, no matter what it is, it will be directly turned into powder and scattered in the corridor under the attack of Wang Xiao's sword Qi.

He Daorong was shocked because Wang Xiao's sword spirit was so strong that he smashed his black Qi awn. Such a powerful sword spirit has far exceeded his strength. Facing Wang Xiao's powerful sword Qi, he Daorong is unable to resolve it.

Because his real Qi is not enough, not as abundant as before. Even if he didn't fight with Wang Xiao, his true Qi was not very strong. At this time, his true Qi was even less than Wang Xiao's after fighting.

Ma De, he Daorong scolded secretly. At the critical moment, he tumbled and fell to the ground like a dog gnawing mud. Although his behavior is very ugly, it's not as good as a master's demeanor, but as long as he can save his life, it's ugly. There are too many restrictions on the damned corridor. He Daorong is not to mention how frustrated and angry he is at this time.

"Boom!"

Wang Xiao's sword Qi hit the air. The powerful Qi was like a high-speed train. It sped along the front of the corridor. There was an echo far away. From the echo, Wang Xiao could judge that the route ahead was still very long, and he didn't know when to get out of it.

Wang Xiao originally wanted to continue to use his true Qi to kill he Daorong, while the grandson was in a mess. But on second thought, I think it's a waste of Qi. The restriction of conditions in the corridor is not only disadvantageous to he Daorong, but also disadvantageous to Wang Xiao. His true Qi is not very strong, so Wang Xiao doesn't want to waste his true Qi. He just fights with he Daorong with his bare hands. Anyway, his body is very strong, fighting with he Daorong with his bare hands, surely he can get the upper hand.

This way of fighting is the most reasonable. On the one hand, it can kill he Daorong, on the other hand, it can keep the true Qi, so that the true Qi will not be consumed seriously. At this point, Wang Xiao strode quickly toward he Daorong.

At this time, he Daorong just stood up and looked at Wang Xiao fiercely. "Wang Xiao, if you die or I die, let's finish it today." He Daorong looks fierce.

"Well, let's finish it." Wang Xiao's cold voice rang out. Even if he Daorong doesn't end up with himself, Wang Xiao will end up with him. Since he Daorong is in a hurry to die, let him give him a ride.

The two men immediately fought together. Although they both fought with bare hands, they also used some real Qi. He Daorong's physique is not as strong as Wang Xiao's, his fist hit Wang Xiao's body, Wang Xiao can almost be ignored.

But if Wang Xiao attacks he Daorong, he will feel the pain of fracture spread all over his body. In fact, the stronger the body is, the more it can gain the upper hand in the close combat, such as Wang Xiao's situation at this time.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound of fighting with bare hands rings, and the sound of Wang Xiao fighting with he Daorong is like hitting a cow.

Long Yali can't walk at last. She falls on the ground and can't stand up. She's really tired. She seems to feel the coming of death. She didn't want to leave, just want to have a good rest, the feeling of being tired to death, she really can't insist.

When listening to Wang Xiao and he Daorong fighting, long Yali was also a little frightened. The two men had strong brute force. They fought like bullfighting, and they even gave out that kind of frightening feeling.

He Daorong takes out a dagger and stabs it fiercely at Wang Xiao's heart, because he knows that this way of fighting is not Wang Xiao's enemy at all. He can only kill Wang Xiao by surprise, which is the best way.

"Hum!"

When he Daorong takes out the dagger, Wang Xiao just sneers. This guy wants to use the dagger against himself. Mad, it's his scorn speed or his own poison needle speed. If he Daorong doesn't use a dagger, Wang Xiao doesn't plan to use a poisonous needle. Everyone will fight fairly and see who has strong fighting capacity.

"Whew, whew!"

After several air breaking sounds, the poison needle on Wang Xiao's body is like lightning, and he Daorong is killed quickly."Ah

He Daorong felt numb all over, and then he fell to the ground. He felt very uncomfortable, not only itchy, but also painful. The most important thing was that he didn't even have the strength to get up, and he couldn't lift the Qi in his body.

He Daorong looks at Wang Xiao in horror. He knows that he will die this time. He had been poisoned by Wang Xiao's needle before, but because he was in the outside world and had the landlord help him with the treatment, he Daorong escaped.

"He Daorong, today is your death." Wang Xiao's five fingers are flowing with golden light. The small light is like countless sword Qi. It seems that he Daorong will be killed at any time and kill him.

It's time to end. The enmity between him and he Daorong should be ended. Wang Xiao has been waiting for a long time on this day. Watching he Daorong fall in front of him, Wang Xiao feels very comfortable. I remember a year ago, I was not the opponent of he Daorong. Every time he Daorong takes the experts to fight Huaxing Gang, he always looks at himself with a dominating look.

Time flies. In the threats of he Daorong, Wang Xiao survives tenaciously. Not only he is fighting, but also the experts of Huaxing gang are fighting. Today, he Daorong is no longer his opponent, and is about to die in front of him.

"Wang Xiaoer, you have the ability not to use poisonous needles. Fight with me fairly." He Daorong said angrily. In fact, when he is about to face death, he Daorong is also extremely afraid and afraid in his heart, because he does not want to die.

"Idiot, you can use a dagger, can't I use a poisonous needle, and your provocation is useless to me." Wang Xiao despises the way. The sword Qi flowing between his five fingers is gradually approaching to he Daorong, who is about to kill him.

"Wang Xiaoer, if I hadn't been soft on you before, you Huaxing gang would have perished. As long as you let me go this time, I promise to quit Jueming building, I promise I won't trouble you, and I will stay away from China. " He Daorong said.

The desire to survive is greater than everything. Dignity, face, money and status are far less important than life. So under the threat of Wang Xiao, he Daorong begged for mercy. If he could really live, he might be so.

"It's too late, because you've killed many of my men, so you have to die." Wang Xiao said without expression. He Daorong hit Huaxing Gang several times and killed many experts of Huaxing Gang, so Wang Xiao won't agree to his terms and won't let him leave alive.

And even if he really doesn't kill he Daorong, maybe when he gets out of here, he will find a way to revenge himself. Wang Xiao doesn't want to leave trouble for himself. He won't let his enemies live unless he has no chance.

With Wang Xiao's golden sword, he Daorong knows that he will die. Wang Xiao will not let him go. He was very regretful and unwilling. Wang Xiao, who used to be regarded as a mole ant by himself, has become so powerful. Not only that, he Daorong never dreamed that he would die in Wang Xiao's hands. What a ridiculous thing it is, what an unbelievable fact it is.

He used to fantasize about killing Wang Xiao again and again. Even when Wang Xiao's strength exceeded him, he Daorong practiced hard. He must surpass Wang Xiao and be stronger than Wang Xiao. It's just God's will. Who can think of his final ending? He died in Wang Xiao's hands.

Looking at he Daorong's heart, Wang Xiao smiles coldly.

"He Daorong, for the sake of our old friends, I'll help you fulfill a wish. Let's say, what's your biggest wish, I'll try my best to help you fulfill it." Wang Xiao said very proud. Although he hates he Daorong, everything has two sides.

He Daorong looks at Wang Xiao suspiciously. What's wrong with Wang Xiao? He hates himself very much. Before killing himself, he even asks himself what he wants to do and wants to help him finish it. He Daorong even doubts that Wang Xiao wants to show his greatness in this way.

"Don't be proud, Wang Xiao. Since I'm in your hands, you can kill me if you want." He Daorong closed his eyes, showing a fearless look. In fact, it is not that he is not afraid of death, but that he knows that he will die.

"Don't worry, I won't deal with your family. Let's go at ease."

"Whew!"

As Wang Xiao's voice just fell, the golden sword Qi in his hand sped away quickly. He Daorong's head immediately appeared a blood hole, and the blood flowed out. He Daorong's body and eyes closed slowly. He didn't show a look of pain. Instead, he walked in peace.

Perhaps in he Daorong's view, if you really die, it is also a relief for life. Everyone has a day of birth, aging, illness and death, and everyone can't escape the ultimate goal of life. Perhaps in he Daorong's view, although death is terrible, he knows nothing after death. He may be very clear that even if he does not die in the hands of Wang Xiao, sooner or later, he will die in the hands of the landlord, because the landlord has killed him several times.

He Daorong is lying on the ground motionless. Looking at his former enemy, Wang Xiao is not happy that his opponent died in front of him. Wang Xiao had imagined several times before that if he Daorong died in front of him one day, he would be very happy. But when he Daorong really died in front of him, Wang Xiao found that he was not happy.