Poisonous palm stings throat?

This is a move in Krav Maga. It is sinister and vicious and specifically attacks the throat area.

Du Qingyi just waved his knife to scare Ye Tian.

He really didn't dare to kill Ye Tian in broad daylight.

But Long Qingtian was different, he had a murder license.

Even if he accidentally beats Ye Tian to death, he doesn't have to pay for it with his life.

Bang.

Suddenly, Ye Tian swung his right hand forward and hit Long Qingtian firmly on the nose.

Long Qingtian suddenly felt a sore nose and tears in his eyes.

But the stubborn Long Qingtian refused to let the tears stay.

"I will also let you taste the taste of the poisonous palm piercing the throat." Ye Tian put his five fingers together and stabbed Long Qingtian's throat like a poisonous snake spitting out its core.

Bang.

Long Qingtian's throat was stabbed by Ye Tian's fingertips, causing him great pain.

He Jinxuan was shocked and winked at Du Qingyi.

"You brat, I've tolerated you for a long time!" Du Qingyi threw out his Burmese knife and wrapped it around Ye Tian's arm.

Ye Tian waved his arm and shook the Burmese knife away.

Du Qingyi's pupils tightened, and he swung the Burmese knife again, wrapping it around Ye Tian's neck.

He Jinxuan was greatly worried: "Du Qingyi, spare his life."

"I'll try my best!" Du Qingyi spoke coldly and arrogantly, not taking Ye Tian seriously at all.

But Du Qingyi underestimated Ye Tian's strength.

Looking at the stabbing knife, Ye Tian grabbed it with his bare hands and wrapped it around his arm.

All of a sudden.

Ye Tian took half a step forward and punched Du Qingyi in the chest.

The Ghost King of Hell exclaimed: "Half-step collapse fist!"

Bang.

There was a muffled sound.

Du Qingyi vomited blood, dropped the Burmese knife from his hand, and fell to the ground like a cannonball.

"I have tolerated you for a long time!" Ye Tian took the Burmese knife and slashed it towards Du Qingyi's face.

Boom.

Suddenly, a silver ball shot out and hit the Burmese knife.

The Burmese knife in Ye Tian's hand shook and the silver ball bounced back.

Taking this opportunity, Ge Lie swung his fly whisk, wrapped it around Du Qingyi's neck, and dragged him to his feet.

If Yan Kui hadn't suddenly thrown the silver ball.

Du Qingyi had already been hacked to death by Ye Tian.

"Little guy, you are quite capable." At this time, Yan Kui, the King of Iron Hell, stepped forward and said with a squinted smile: "Although you are just a humble cleaner in Yama Palace, I am willing to make an exception and promote you to the position of Rakshasa.

, work hard for me!"

Yan Kui, King of Iron Hell!

This person wears a golden bell and practices martial arts horizontally, making him invulnerable!

Even if it was Du Qingyi's Burmese knife, it might not be able to hurt him.

No wonder Yan Kui dares to be so arrogant.

Ye Tian sneered and said: "Believe it or not, I can fire you and demote you to a cleaner with just one word!"

"Shameless talk!"

"who do you think You Are?"

"You are just a dog raised by the King of Dark Night!"

Yan Kui became so angry that he squeezed the silver ball in his hand and made a crisp sound.

Phew.

Suddenly, Ye Tian stabbed out his knife and hit Yan Kui's throat.

The weird thing is.

The originally weak Burmese knife suddenly straightened and became extremely hard.

Yan Kui shouted: "You really think that my title as King of Iron Hell was bought, right?"

As soon as the words fell.

Yan Kui strode into a horse stance, and the muscles all over his body swelled up instantly.

Compared with before.

Yan Kui was a full head taller.

"Qi spreads throughout the body!"

"Strengthen all four limbs!"

"I really didn't expect that Yan Kui's golden bell could be practiced to such an extent!"

Ge Lie, Du Qingyi and others looked horrified.

Yan Kui sneered: "If you can hurt me at all, I will sweep the streets."

"As you wish." Ye Tian stabbed hard, and the Burmese knife in his hand instantly penetrated Yan Kui's left shoulder.

puff.

Blood splattered.

Yan Kui's body was stabbed several meters away.

"What?"

The Ghost King rubbed his eyes and said with a look of disbelief: "He actually broke Yan Kui's golden bell?"

Ao Lie, the King of Fire Hell, said solemnly: "He is very strong, not inferior to you or me."

Bang.

Ye Tian swung his right leg and stepped heavily on Yan Kui's chest.

Yan Kui raised his head and vomited blood, and said bitterly: "How dare you do the following?"

"explain!"

"Who is the dog!"

Ye Tiantian pulled out a thousand-jin pendant and instantly stepped on Yan Kui's chest, denting it.

Click.

The crisp sound of ribs breaking could be heard endlessly.

Yan Kui was completely frightened and said with horror on his face: "I am a dog!"

Bang.

Ye Tian kicked Yan Kui on the chin and knocked him away seven or eight meters.

With Yan Kui's defeat.

The Ghost King of Hell and others did not dare to continue to provoke, so they had no choice but to leave in embarrassment.

He Jinxuan never expected that Ye Tian's strength would be so terrifying.

Even Du Qingyi, who is known as the demon sword, is not his enemy.

"Ye Tian, ​​let's wait and see!" He Jinxuan's eyes were red with anger, and she gritted her teeth and said, "One day, you will beg me to kill you!"

Ye Tian didn't take He Jinxuan's threat seriously at all, but raised his eyebrows and said, "Miss He, how do you calculate the losses here?"

He Jinxuan suppressed her anger and said, "Tell me the number!"

Ye Tian said word for word: "One million."

"I'll ask the secretary to call you!" After saying that, He Jinxuan left with Du Qingyi and others.

The office was in a mess.

Lin Xueyao had a headache. Ever since Ye Tian came to Haicheng, she had not slept peacefully for a day.
To be continued...