......

Zhao Wujiang held his hands together and stretched outward. The rope was broken in an instant, and two black silver needles with needle tips shot out, and a whistling sound suddenly started.

Chen Anbang was frightened, confused and deceiving in his heart condensed. He shouted loudly, and the martial arts qi filled his whole body, his clothes were covered with windless clothes, and he slapped Zhao Wujiang with a palm.

"Puff." The silver needle stabbed his body, and he felt a slight pain. The strong wind in his hand was almost slapped Zhao Wujiang's head.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were as calm as water, and his body slightly sideways. He slapped Chen Anbang's big hand with his backhand, and took a big step forward. He elbowed Chen Anbang's heart and the huge force poured down without reservation.

"Dong!"

Chen Anbang's chest was under unparalleled power, and a muffled sound came from him. His strong body staggered back a few steps before he calmed down his mind.

The severe pain swept across his body. He stared at Zhao Wujiang in disbelief, and his thick eyebrows angrily:

"Despicable dog thing!"

"You have six breaths to attack me." Zhao Wujiang said lightly:

"I hope your seat is not for nothing."

Zhao Wujiang did not directly choose to let Qi Lin, the leader of the Dijiao Gang, take action. He needs to test what stage his current strength is at.

"I didn't expect you and the leader of the Dijiao Gang colluded!" Chen Anbang's eyes were red. He pulled out the silver needle from his body and threw it hard on the ground:

"Don't you join forces? Then I'll crush you to ashes!"

"I can't deal with you a sixth-grade warrior. Brother Zhao should be able to solve you." Qi Lin's voice sounded in the room, and he hid in the shadow. Having said that, he did Zhao Wujiang well.

If he loses, he will take action.

Chen Anbang looked around and did not find Qi Lin's figure. He felt worried in his heart, knowing that he had fallen into this jar today and was probably doomed:

"Ah hahaha, just a little eunuch, who has brute force, is worthy of being an enemy of me?"

"You have four breaths left." Zhao Wujiang said lightly.

"Then I will fulfill you!" Chen Anbang spread his hands, Tai Chi style, and then opened and closed his hands to move the mysterious moves. A beast roar suddenly sounded in the room, like a dragon roar.

He stepped a few steps, slapped Zhao Wujiang with his palms, and shouted angrily: "Die!"

The Indestructible Divine Art... Zhao Wujiang crossed his hands to protect him, and Chen Anbang's palm wind then came, slapped on him like a storm.

"boom..."

Zhao Wujiang resisted the powerful bombardment, and only took a slight step back three steps, then stabilized his body.

It's impossible, I used the Heart-Destroying Palm. How could Zhao Wujiang resist? Chen Anbang's mind was a little collapsed.

The Heart-Destroying Palm is one of the unique skills in the martial arts world. He obtained it by chance by chance. Although he has not fully practiced, he should be more than enough to deal with Zhao Wujiang, who obviously has little martial arts cultivation.

But his attack just now only made Zhao Wujiang take three steps back, and he couldn't believe it would be like this.

He must have suffered serious internal injuries, it must be like this, just to the end of his strength... Chen Anbang kept comforting himself, but the next moment, he saw a scene that shocked him.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were extremely sharp, with a smile on his lips, his hands spread out in Tai Chi style, his arms wide open and closed to create a mysterious move.

Although Zhao Wujiang's moves seem extremely awkward, they are clearly the heart-destroying palm that Chen Anbang just used.

Qi Lin hid in the shadow and slowly breathed out. Zhao Wujiang's martial arts talent was too terrifying. Just a glance, you can remember the roughly, the most important thing is to understand the luck acupoints. What is this?

Do it?

What he didn't know was that Zhao Wujiang had practiced the Vajra Indestructible Art and had all the acupoints cleared.

Chen Anbang used the first posture of destroying the heart-destroying palm - the seven orifices to cut off the soul, which required the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to gather in the Du meridian, the qi entered the Dantian, and the acupoints such as Fengfu, the Baihui, etc. of the Yangguan Mingmen, and the Taiyin, etc. to the palm.

For Zhao Wujiang, who has all the acupoints, imitating his shape can exert his strength.

The dragon roar could be heard faintly in the room, and Zhao Wujiang slapped his palms forward.

"boom!"

Chen Anbang's mind trembled and hurriedly stopped him, but the energy had poured down. His body kept staggering and retreating, and blood had already gushed out of his mouth and nose.

When he stood firm, his hair was already disheveled, his clothes were shattered, and his body was trampled.

"How is it possible..." Chen Anbang murmured to himself, his lips were already dark blue.

"There are four breaths." Zhao Wujiang said lightly, step by step towards Chen Anbang. His initial silver needle quenching was highly toxic. After Chen Anbang was poisoned, he only had six breaths to survive.

"How...but..." Chen Anbang's pupils were scattered, and his chest seemed to have thousands of words to say, with resentment, regret and confusion, but he opened his mouth, and in the end everything was swallowed with his last breath.

"boom."

His strong body fell to the ground, lost his breath, and his pupils opened with anger and his eyes closed.

Zhao Wujiang groped Chen Anbang's body and found hundreds of taels of silver notes and a letter on him. At the same time, he touched a hard object in front of Chen Anbang's slightly collapsed chest cavity.
Chapter completed!