"Lu Guanying, you are looking for death."

Sha Tongtian was furious.

His eyes were as calm as ice.

He is not as impulsive and irritable as he thought.

Perhaps, his usual irritability is just for others to see. When he really faces a crisis, his way of dealing with things is actually very sophisticated.

Just like when he saw that the situation was not going well that day, he immediately evacuated from Guiyun Village.

Seeing the miserable condition of the remaining two disciples, a trace of gloom flashed across Sha Tongtian's eyes, and he whispered: "This boy has something strange. It is most likely that he is Xiang Zhuang's sword dancer, and he is aiming at Pei Gong, and his target is directly at the prince.

Why don't all the brothers take action together and keep him here..."

"Brother Sha is too cautious. He is just a young boy. With a little ability, he dares to come and act wild in front of the prince? I wonder who gave him the courage?"

A deep, deep voice sounded from behind.

But it was a man with a thousand hands who slaughtered Peng Lianhu.

He has a close relationship with the Dragon King of the Ghost Sect, and they work together to help each other in evil. They have also teamed up to do many major things, including extermination of families and confiscation of homes.

The internal strength of his body is so majestic that when it comes to his true combat power, he is probably still above Sha Tongtian.

The most amazing thing is that this man looks short in stature and not amazing in appearance, but his brain is very good.

The best one can steer according to the wind and take advantage of strength.

At this time, seeing that Sha Tongtian was speaking cautiously, he was not careless at the moment and picked up two fine steel judge pens...

At the same time that Sha Tongtian's figure broke out of the window, he followed behind and ran to the ground.

The two judge pens are hidden behind the sleeves, like wild wolves hiding their fangs in the jungle.

…

Sha Tongtian is known as the Dragon King of the Ghost Gate, not just because of his excellent water skills.

Rather, it is said that his movement is like a ghost and his moves are like a dragon.

It has both ghostly and majestic styles. Sometimes its moves are feminine and mysterious, and sometimes it is powerful and powerful, like fire.

Just like he is now.

After getting Peng Lian's promise to raid the formation, he did not hesitate anymore, landed on the ground, leaned over and rushed forward, his momentum was like fire.

From a distance of more than three feet, a palm struck out with a rumble, and green flames rose from the palm, making people dazzled.

A strong wind wrapped in heavy air waves surged in front of him, blocking Yang Lin's dodge paths, forcing him to fight hard.

Sha Tongtian's Ghost Fire Yin Wind Palm has exhausted all his abilities in his life.

Moreover, the inner Qi is fully circulated, thick and gloomy, combining hardness and softness.

It was only then that the true strength of the evil master was revealed when he took action seriously.

Yang Lin sneered.

He knew that Sha Tongtian was afraid that he had some strange abilities, just like he stabbed him in his study without anyone noticing.

The kind of sword light that has no internal energy fluctuation at all makes people unable to guard against it. It is really difficult to understand.

Therefore, as soon as you take action, you think of using your superior internal strength to overwhelm others.

In fact, if Yang Lin had killed Wu Qinglie before, even if he wanted to attack at close range, it would be impossible.

Because his body is not strong enough yet to be able to withstand the opponent's Ghost Fire Yin Wind Palm's inner energy palm force and rush forward.

Apart from being beaten by the internal force palm wind and vomiting blood and flying back, there is no second result.

pity.

Now Yang Lin has restored his cultivation as a master of Huajin, although his internal strength is still very shallow.

However, the physical power is something that even Sha Tongtian cannot catch up with.

He took a long breath.

Facing the palm of the will-o'-the-wisp ghostly wind, his body moved, an afterimage appeared, and he punched out, like a landslide or a tsunami.

A thin white mark was made in front of the fist, breaking through the thick wall of internal force, and it surged forward.

At the same time, he let go of the spear and dropped it. He was running like a horse, kicking his right foot left and right, and the tip of his toe lightly touched the end of the gun handle.

call out……

With a sharp roar, the spear passed through Qian Qingjian's body, like a giant siege crossbow, and stabbed Peng Lianhu in the chest as he followed behind him and rushed forward without saying a word.

Peng Lianhu's eyes flashed with cold light as he watched the spear, with a stream of blood, roar through the air and attack from the front.

His right hand flashed, and the pure steel judge's pen quietly came out from his armpit and rested on the tip of the gun. His right hand couldn't help but feel slightly numb.

His expression changed and he roared: "Brother Sha, be careful of fraud."

Yes, he already saw something was wrong.

Normal people would never think of asking for help from the enemy before fighting.

This method is usually used most by assassins who hide in the dark.

Because they are afraid that someone will interfere with their good deeds and prevent them from completing their tasks.

Under the current situation, the young man in front of him should be determined to kill Sha Tongtian.

First retreat his wings to make it difficult for others to save him, and then kill him head-on.

While Peng Lianhu was shocked, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, "Could it be that he could make it impossible for Sha Tongtian to escape with just one or two moves?"

The spear was kicked. Although it was powerful and extremely powerful, it obviously lacked stamina.

There is no strange internal power contained in it, it is just clumsy power.

It's not difficult to break open.

Just one breath of time.

He could then pounce forward again, forming a flanking attack with Sha Tongtian, making the young man furious on the spot.

This is the truth, and Peng Lianhu’s idea is actually not wrong at all.

It's a flash of lightning, just look at everyone's reaction.

Yang Lin kicked up his spear, ignored the short middle-aged man who looked very dangerous, and threw himself in front of Sha Tongtian.

After breaking through the inner force palm wind, countless tiny cracks appeared on his front clothes, and his body creaked under the pressure of the palm force.

However, his fist hit Sha Tongtian's chest as expected.

An enemy-defying machine that swallows the weather and operates at full power, and has the breath of frost.

Yang Lin's attack-for-attack, injury-fighting style of play was beyond everyone's expectations.

Before the fist wind hit Sha Tongtian's body, Guimen Dragon King's chest was already slightly dented by the strong wind.

The wound on the chest, which was already about to grow, suddenly burst into flames and blood splattered.

"not good."

Sha Tongtian didn't even care to press his palms firmly, and quickly retracted his palms to protect his chest.

While his body retreated quickly, his face was filled with green energy, and he had used all his strength to protect himself.

"Do you have to stop...?"

Yang Lin roared like thunder from his teeth, punching seven times in one word, twenty-eight punches in a row.

Both fists hit the chest to create a series of air waves, and the sonic boom sounded like thunder...

The feet are trampled like horse hooves.

The bluestone floor on the long street was shattered into spider web shapes and split in all directions.

In fact, it's really unstoppable.

Sha Tongtian set up defenses with both palms, wrapping layers of blocks, and his eyes were bulging, almost popping out of his eyes.

However, both palms still retreated uncontrollably...

Retreat little by little.

He only received eleven punches.

Click...

The wrists of both hands have been broken, and the palms of both hands have been beaten into pulp.

Then came the arms.

It was broken into seventeen or eight pieces like a hemp stick.

He was punched in the chest.

The whole figure has also flown backward...
To be continued...