However, the next second, the old man's smile froze.
He felt that Xiao He's palm instantly became extremely hot, like a pair of red-hot iron pliers.
The old man frowned and hurriedly retreated.
Xiao He shook his wrist fiercely, and his arm regained its freedom. It turned out that just when the Zhen Qi of the zombie attack entered Xiao He's body, the yin and yang patterns on Xiao He's right palm suddenly shone brightly, forcing the cold air out of his body.
Out of half.
Only then did the Neon Old Man's zombie energy stop further corroding his internal organs.
Xiao He was not one who was willing to suffer losses. If someone gave him a foot, he would definitely give him a foot. He immediately rushed forward, concentrated his true energy on his right palm, and struck out with a sky-lifting punch.
At the same time, he used the Divine Ghost Step to create wind under his feet, shrinking the ground to an inch. In the blink of an eye, Xiao He was in front of the old man from Neon Country.
The power of Qingtian Fist reached its peak, and with unparalleled momentum, he punched down.
The expression of the old man from the Neon Country changed again and again. He never expected that his zombie energy would not only prevent Xiao He from being injured internally, but even Xiao He's arm would recover as before in a short period of time.
Apart from the corpse-turning divine palm, which can sneak up on opponents by surprise, his skills are all focused on swordsmanship. But at this moment, Xiao He was approaching instantly, and he didn't even have time to draw his sword.
After the fright, the old man hurriedly shook his wrists, put his fingers together and used the Bengzi technique in the sword move, Beng, pick, twist! He changed continuously, trying to get rid of Xiao He's fist lock, but Xiao He's fist was still like a fist.
It was smashed down like an immovable giant hammer.
"Crack!" The sword finger of the neon old man was smashed by Xiao He.
"Director Xiao, please show mercy!" Nohito Yamamoto hurriedly shouted, how could he not see that Xiao He had completely gained the upper hand now.
But how could Xiao He listen to him? His fist strength did not weaken at all, like an overwhelming force.
A sound of "Boom!" hit the chest of the old man from Neon Country.
The old man took more than ten steps back before he stabilized his figure. His cultivation had reached the middle stage of Xuan level and his strength was equal to that of Xiao He. If Xiao He's Sky Hammer fell on Yamamoto Nohito, the latter would definitely die.
But the old man only had a few broken bones and no serious internal injuries.
Seeing that the old man of Neon Kingdom and Xiao He were separated, more than a dozen elite martial arts disciples, led by Cao Suzaku, surrounded the three people of Neon Kingdom. From the provocation of Nohito Yamamoto to the sneak attack of the old man of Neon Country, everything was unstoppable.
Let them gnash their teeth and hate it to the bone.
Now as long as Xiao He gives the order, they will definitely beat up the drowned dog without hesitation.
Yamamoto Nohito quickly stood between Xiao He and the old man from the Neon Kingdom, bowed deeply and said with fear and fear: "Director Xiao, Yamamoto learned a lesson today. The Suzaku Martial Arts School is really full of talents. We admit defeat."
At this time, Yamamoto no longer had the arrogance he had at the beginning. He knew that if the fight continued, the old man would probably fall here.
He really wanted to get the qi and blood elixir in Xiao He's hands, but the old man was the strongest fighting force around him. Even if he got the elixir, he would not be able to hold it without the support of the old man.
There are quite a few people in the medical sect who are eyeing his status.
Xiao He squinted his eyes, and the cold light in his eyes was like two sharp swords, exerted on Yamamoto Nohito. He was considering whether to kill these people without stopping, and kill these people.
If you are not afraid of thieves, you are afraid of being remembered. Today Yamamoto Nohito can bring someone to your door to provoke him, but there is no guarantee that he will not play other plots in the future.
Yamamoto Nohito's face was as tense as a drumhead. Although he was hunched over, he could feel through his bones how cold Xiao He's terrifying eyes were, and his heartbeat was beating quietly at this moment.
In the eerie atmosphere, it is extremely clear.
"Director Xiao, we are visiting the Dragon Kingdom on behalf of the Ghost Doctor Sect this time. If something happens, the Ghost Doctor Sect and the Neon Kingdom government will definitely not give up."
"For my reckless behavior just now, I am willing to spend 200 million Dragon Kingdom coins to make up for it." At this time, he was no longer willing to use money to buy his life, and even moved out of the Neon Kingdom and the Ghost Doctor Sect to treat Xiao He.
Damn, this kind of humiliation has never happened before.
At this time, Cao Zhuque stepped forward and whispered, "Director, the Ghost Doctor Sect is very powerful in Neon Country, we..."
Xiao He may not know the Ghost Doctor Sect, but as a veteran of the Tianwu Association, it is impossible for Cao Zhuque not to know the terrifying power of the Ghost Doctor Sect. More than half of the warriors in Neon Country are under the control of the Ghost Doctor Sect, which is quite significant.
Yu Longguo’s martial alliance plus Tianwuhui.
Before Cao Suzaku could finish speaking, Xiao He raised a palm and said, "Yamamoto, money is not everything. Our martial arts school has its rules. If you make a sneak attack during a competition, according to the rules of our Tianwu Association, you must stay.
The next hand comes." Xiao He said every word.
He naturally understood what Cao Zhuque meant. Since killing these three people was not possible, he still wanted to eliminate the threat to the greatest extent. For a warrior, although the severed hand could be reattached, it would inevitably greatly damage his strength.
When the old man Neon heard this, his brows almost knitted into a tight knot. His current status in the Neon Country was all due to his kendo skills. If he broke off one of his hands, even if Xiao He didn't kill him, he would still be in the Neon Country.
His enemies will not let him go.
At this time, his palm had quietly grasped the hilt of the sword, and he had already made a gesture of fighting to the death.
At this time, Yamamoto Nohito raised his head and looked directly at Xiao He, "Director Xiao, Kurokawa-senpai is my teacher. Isn't the etiquette of the Dragon Kingdom the most important? Please allow me to cut off the hand of Kurokawa-senpai." In his eyes.
There was no longer fear, but ruthlessness.
Before Xiao He could answer, Yamamoto Nohito's right hand turned into a claw, and he suddenly grabbed his left arm. With a roar, Yamamoto Nohito actually tore his left arm off.
"Master Yamamoto!" Seeing Yamamoto Nohito tearing off his arm without saying a word, the old man from Neon Country hurriedly stepped forward to seal the acupuncture point on his left arm. After doing all this, he glared at Xiao He fiercely, with a pair of cloudy eyes almost
Protruding from the eye socket.
"Xiao...Director Xiao, we can leave now!" Yamamoto stared at Xiao He with sweating profusely and said weakly.
He had suffered internal injuries when fighting Xuanqi just now, and now he had broken off an arm. His energy and blood had been extremely weakened, and now even Cheng Qingchao could easily kill him.
At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao He. Xiao He's eyes narrowed. He did not expect Yamamoto Nohito to do this.
Think about this person's behavior. At first, he pushed Chikawa Fukuro out for him to deal with, but now he cuts off his arm for the neon old man. Such a person is very dangerous!
Obviously, Chikawa Fukuro has no use value to Yamamoto, so he can let Xiao He kill him without hesitation, and this neon old man must be very important to him, so he is willing to cut off his hand for him.
This kind of person who doesn't recognize his relatives and puts interests above all else, if he wasn't in a martial arts school, Xiao He would really want to kill Yamamoto right now to avoid future troubles.
But he can't. What he represents now is not him personally, but the Suzaku Martial Arts Hall and even the Jincheng Tianwu Association.
"Leave the broken arm and get lost!" After saying that, Xiao He turned around and stopped looking at the people.
"You..." The neon old man drew his sword angrily.
But Yamamoto Nohito stopped him, "No Kurokawa, it's just an arm. If Director Xiao wants to keep it as a souvenir, I'll give it to you." As he spoke, he threw down his arm, turned and walked towards the door.
The disciples of Zhuque Martial Arts School did not stop him at Cao Zhuque's signal.
Just when the three people from Neon Kingdom walked to the door, they heard Xiao He's voice from behind, "Jinling, take it down and feed it to the dog!"
"Poof!" Yamamoto Nohito spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted completely.