"Bang bang bang bang."
After seven or eight steps in a row, Wu Yiyang stood still with a pale complexion, burning fire in his eyes, and a trace of blood streaming out from the corner of his mouth. He took out a handkerchief, picked up the handkerchief gracefully, and threw the filthy handkerchief fiercely. Next, he shouted hysterically: "You really angered me!"
Suddenly, the bones all over his body violently violently, red light in his eyes blasted, and Wu Ling's handsome face had been transformed by Wu Lingqi. Among the folding fans, a huge skull appeared.
As soon as the skull came out, the surrounding air suddenly resembled Wu Yiyang's muscles, squeezed and tightened, bursting out a fierce air wave.
"Haha, Mr. Wu, you finally can't help but use the trick! Last time you let your skeleton bite, and now you have almost forgotten its taste, now it's time to revisit it." Wu Ling laughed and flew away. Rising up, he continued to anger Wu Yiyang with words.
Even so, he cautiously stepped back step by step, knowing that Wu Yiyang would burst out with a thunderous blow when he became like this. He was nervous and guarded, but he dared not go up and continue to attack. He knew that Wu Yiyang's martial arts were very different from those of ordinary warriors, and the way he attacked was also very different. At this moment, a judge who is not allowed to turn himself into a dead end, intuitively, the other side's appearance is definitely not easy to provoke.
"Hey!"
Wu Yiyang's folding fan burst open like a ruin, and then a skull shot from the inside, hitting Wuling's chest. Hearing the movement, Wu Ling frowned, and with a flick of his hand, the skull slammed into the big tree not far away and scattered.
"It seems that your strength has improved again, and you can beat my ghost and skull. The little girl A Li taught you! It is really shameless, neither of them is good. But what about it, I will do it today Using your martial arts to defeat you will also convince you." Wu Yiyang shouted angrily.
"Fart!" An angry voice sounded, and a long figure suddenly appeared in the sky. It was Wu Ling who had just risen into the sky. Wu Yiyang said this, making it clear that he was mocking him and indirectly insulting Yue Guli. How could Wu Ling bear it
It's fine for others to laugh at him. After all, he has been used to being laughed at since he was a child, but Yue Guli can't make people so insulted!
When he looked at the handsome middle-aged man again, murderous intent was revealed in his eyes without concealment.
Wu Ling was very upset, and glanced at Wu Yiyang condescendingly: "You think that people are just like you, to be the spies lurking in the martial arts of others." After a pause, he sneered, "It's no wonder that you are like this. His narcissism has reached Dengxianmen, his personality is too prominent, it is really not easy to be discovered.
"What are you talking about, who is a narcissist? Humph, boy, you feel inferior when you see this outstanding face of this young man!"
Wu Yiyang squinted his eyes and said in a dark voice: "Wu Ling, how dare you say that this son is a narcissist, this makes this son very unhappy. If this son is unhappy, some people will bleed, but it is a pity that your blood is too stinky. , So, go to my son-die!"
Speaking of the back, Wu Yiyang was already full of vigor.
As soon as the word "death" fell, Wu Yiyang's body twisted slightly like a snake before coming to Wu Ling strangely, and his right hand grabbed his throat hard.
"laugh!"
The sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and Wu Ling realized that Wu Yiyang's five fingers had become pitch black as ink, and a fishy smell came faintly on his face.
What kind of martial arts is this
Wu Ling was awe-inspiring, stepping on the "Yuhuadengxian Step", a fist-carrying fist-carrying gang wind slanted toward Wu Yiyang's right hand. The moment the two were about to come into contact, the nearly overlapping triple gong exploded rapidly.
"Thunderstorm and thunder palm!"
"boom!"
Wu Yiyang's footsteps went backwards again and again amidst the fierce explosion of the gang gas.
"If you can block this young man's blow, it's no wonder that you can force the gang of Hu Sandao waste materials back with one move!" Wu Yiyang smiled gloomily, twisted his body, and shot away at Wu Ling, with five fingers on his right hand like a hook, with thunder and lightning. The momentum was drawn towards Wu Ling's neck, and a cloud of black mist spread from between his fingers as he crossed his fingers.
Wu Ling's mind was slightly dizzy when he smelled the more intense fishy smell, and the "Thunderstorm and Thunder Palm" that blasted out again started to feel weak.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
A long and earth-shaking howl rushed out of his throat, and instantly swept away the black air that penetrated into the body from his nostrils, and Wu Ling's head instantly became clear.
"boom!"
Fists and claws collided like lightning!
Once Wudang Changxiao, who contained the awe-inspiring righteousness between the world and the earth, yelled out, it really resolved a lot of the surging energy, but Wu Ling did not show any clues on the surface, and stepped back ten steps in succession. Barely holding his footsteps, his face flushed, as if the blood in his body was surging violently.
"Hey, he can actually block this young man from making two shots, yes, yes, but your good fortune ends here, sizzle." Wu Yiyang's words were mixed with weird laughter, and his slender body was soft and boneless. With a twist, he treacherously straddled a space of nearly ten meters in an instant.
"laugh!"
The black claws drew a strange arc in the void, covering Wu Ling's head, and there was a faint gleam in the five dark fingers.
After three strikes, Wu Yiyang's speed was faster than once. Especially this last time, it was astonishingly fast. Almost the moment his fingers flashed, his claws were less than half a foot away from the top of Wu Ling's head, and the black mist on the palm of his palm seemed to wrap Wu Ling's head. stand up.
It's really not challenging!
A helpless smile appeared on the corners of Wu Yiyang's lips.
At this moment, Wu Yiyang suddenly found that Wu Ling's pupils showed two mysterious purple glows, his consciousness suddenly became a little confused, and the falling right paw suddenly stopped. Before Wu Yiyang had time to figure out what was going on, he saw the smile on Wu Ling's face in a daze.
"call!"
Wu Ling's right fist suddenly rushed out and hit Wu Yiyang's left chest with a force of strength.
The dazzling luminous light imprinted in his eyes, Wu Yiyang immediately woke up, but he saw that Wu Ling's violent punch was less than half an inch from his chest, and his complexion changed drastically. In a hurry, Wu Yiyang's whole body trembled quickly, and his body was miraculously shortened by a few inches in the crackling sound.
"boom!"
Wu Yiyang escaped the heart attack, but couldn't avoid Wu Ling's inevitable blow. Between the lightning and the fire, Wu Ling's right fist hit Wu Yiyang's left shoulder.
Break the mountain!
"Click!"
The dull bone cracking sounded suddenly, Wu Yiyang screamed, his body flew upside down like defeat, and hit a thick tree behind.
The big tree smashed into pieces, and Wu Yiyang was frightened and furious, and the black right finger pointed at Wu Ling: "You, you." Before the next words came out, Wu Yiyang opened his mouth and spit out the blood from the big beach, and there was still residue on that handsome face. In disbelief and consternation, it seemed that he didn't expect to lose in this way.