Chapter 1167: Mr. Jing Dies

"It seems that I need to re-estimate you. Your ability has exceeded my imagination. You are very powerful, Langya Liu!"

The image of Yamcha is reflected in Mr. Mirror's childish hole, but he is accurately calculating what to do next in his mind. The killer must always remain calm. If he loses his mind now, he may be killed in an instant.

But Yamcha was concentrating on Mr. Zhen Jing in front of him. This person was not simple. The "poison" threat just now might actually be just a strategy to attack the heart, but for a killer, using poison should be a routine operation. That’s all.

The battle resumed, and the two men disappeared suddenly. At the same time, the sound of howling wind sounded. To be precise, the sound of the howling wind was more like a sonic boom. The movement was really quite big. Although Mr. Jing's movement speed was very fast, his movement skills were not bad. It's extremely clever, but the strong wind blows and the resistance is great. This is because as a killer, he meets the standards in all aspects, but his martial arts perception is really lacking.

Yamucha's extremely fast work is silent, and in a blink of an eye, there is not so much movement. This is a skill and a state of practice.

The afterimages of the two bit each other, clashed with fists and feet, chased each other, and kept intersecting. Because Mr. Jing was unable to effectively use and avoid the resistance of the air, including the avoidance of wind, his speed was suppressed by Yamcha. Originally, Mr. Jing was slower in speed. It should be slightly better than the previous one, but Yamcha was at least 20% faster after taking off the weight.

"Watch the move!"

Yamucha suddenly shouted, and kicked his left leg with lightning. It carried more than a thousand pounds of force and kicked the side of Mr. Jing's right leg very cleanly and accurately. However, Mr. Jing deserved to have reached the innate level. A master in this realm, his protective aura shook violently. Although he could not withstand Yamucha's heavy kick, with the momentary counter-shock force and a rhythm of lightning and flint, he avoided Yamucha. Tea this hit.

What a clever technique. He is worthy of being the chief of the dark web. He deserves his reputation. Yamcha asked himself that that lightning kick just now, no one in this world except Sun Wukong and a few others could avoid it.

"Hugh~!"

"stop!"

"stop!"

Several sharp air screams and explosions were heard.

What is this signal? hidden weapon!

It was dark at night, and sight alone was definitely not enough, but Yamcha was able to accurately capture something flying over. This was a quality that an excellent warrior still had.

His expression changed and he reacted immediately. This was almost Yamcha's conditioned reflex. Next, he did something that made Mr. Jing almost sit on the ground.

I saw that Yamucha was calm and calm, as if he was at ease. Time and space seemed to have slowed down. All six willow leaf flying knives were held by Yamucha with his fingers, making them stable!

"What!?"

"Haha...uh?"

Yamcha was not yet proud, because after almost half a second of shock, Mr. Jing immediately launched a follow-up attack, decisive and thorough!

In Yamcha's eyes, the eagle claws were getting closer and closer to his head. The tips of the five fingers of Mr. Jing's left hand emitted blue light, piercing the air and attacking.

This is not the "Eagle Claw Kung Fu", but the Devil's Claw Kung Fu!

"Not so good!"

Yamucha didn't pay attention. He kicked the second stage of the Eagle Claw Kung Fu on the spot. At the same time, he held up one hand and lifted his feet off the ground. He did a hip-hop pose on the spot and kicked away the follow-up move. After attacking with the eagle claw, he backflips continuously to widen the gap!

"stop!"

"stop!"

…

Five more sharp whistling sounds came, and Yamucha's face turned ugly. He is such a persistent boss. He is truly a killer. He will never stop until he kills you in one go!

Yamucha clearly found that the fingerlight on his finger actually separated from his finger, and the five fingerlights continued to shoot at extremely fast speeds. Yamucha's speed was fast, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't avoid the pursuing fingers in an instant. He had no choice but to deform his movements and forcefully move around.

Three of the five finger rays were avoided, and two were shot at Yamcha's back. At this time, the effect of the black gold vest was reflected!

The black gold vest given by Ye Xun is not an ordinary defensive item. It can be said to be a body-protecting treasure comparable to a defensive armor. At the same time, Yamucha's Gang Qi was shaken, and the two finger rays hitting the black gold vest did not cause any damage. Regardless of any damage, the strong impact of the fingerlights was still transmitted through the black gold vest, but the power was increasingly reduced to a completely safe range.

The stronger the power, these finger awns are equivalent to "dongdong waves". The reduced impact still makes Yamcha couldn't help but feel a little pain, but it's okay and has no impact.

Seeing that Yamcha was safe and sound, he just scratched his back, as if scratching an itch, and even wanted to laugh a little.

"The strength is good, really good. The descendants of the Langya style are so outstanding. It seems that the Faust Center of Haixin Country in the middle of the sea has some magic power that can turn a loser like you into such a master."

Yamucha had no intention of giving him a good look at all. This man was really ruthless, and he was always ready to kill him. The best way to deal with such a killer was to kill him!

"If you, the Langya Faction, want to revive, it depends on whether you can walk out of this door alive tonight. Now your strength is worthy of my use of weapons."

When he said this, Mr. Jinjing actually put on a claw weapon for himself. It looked extremely sharp and he didn't know what material it was made of.

"Be careful, blood will seal your throat. If you touch it even a little bit, you'll be dead." Mr. Jing's expression is no longer as elegant and grand as before, replaced by a ruthless, insidious and cruel expression!

This is the true nature of the killer. This is what he originally looked like, so there is no need to doubt it. Yamcha narrowed his eyes slightly. Those claws didn't look like cold weapons. He really thought it was right. These were the claws of monsters. They were removed after being killed, not ordinary steel. Refined from ore.

"I reiterate, my claws are bloody and my throat is sealed, you must be careful."

It's just a mental battle, Yamcha won't care about it, but he is also a little annoyed. Compared to fighting with these people, the monster is more cute, at least it doesn't have such insidious tricks.

"Haha, let you feel what it means to have a sharp claw piercing the heart!"

After saying that, Mr. Jing actually swallowed a pill. In just a short moment, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and the aura on his body suddenly surged, which was extremely abnormal!

"Huh? Taking drugs to stimulate your potential?!" Yamcha was shocked and unbelievable. Go on, you are indeed a human being, you can really cheat.

Mr. Jing's body was still swaying like a zombie, but every movement seemed extremely dangerous to Yamcha, like a bloodthirsty beast. 000Literature

"Interesting, does the Shadow Killer always look like this when he wants to die together?"

Suddenly, his speed increased, and in an instant, streaks of finger light shot out, like a goddess scattering flowers! ,

This is like a hole wave, except that every blow is accompanied by a real hidden weapon, just like shooting bullets. The surging innate energy in the body continuously forms a series of shapeless "Qigong bombs" at the tips of the claws, constantly matching this The shapeless Qigong bullets continuously formed finger rays and shot out crazily!

In just a short moment, dozens of finger lights shot out at extremely fast speeds. The weirdest thing was that these finger lights seemed to be under his control.

"This move is a bit similar to my Fu Qi Bomb!"

Yamcha was slightly surprised. Being able to control Qigong bombs requires strong mental power. Yamcha had to go through a lot of painful training in mental strength to control Qigong bombs. It was not an easy battle.

"No matter, I have to be careful, in case it is really poisonous." Yamcha gritted his teeth, ran diagonally in another direction, then stopped suddenly, changed direction, and ran in another direction at top speed. go.

These finger awns may be highly poisonous, so Yamucha did not dare to be careless. He flashed the attack at a very fast speed without any obvious flaws. However, he did not know what was going on. More and more finger awns attacked Yamcha, Although these fingerlights cannot penetrate the black gold vest that Ye Xun gave him, Yamcha naturally cannot withstand such a sharp attack for the time being. Now he can only choose to avoid it as much as possible. If he can't avoid it, he will use the black gold vest. Reasonable resistance!

"It looks like we need to end this battle as soon as possible. It's best to find the opportunity to strike with a fatal blow!"

The murderous intention was fully activated, and he would kill as soon as he asked. Yamucha's eyes suddenly lit up, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and rushed directly towards Mr. Jing.

"Haha, what a pity. Instead of running away decisively with such excellent speed, he chose to die instead. What a young man he is after all."

Seeing Yamucha's behavior, Mr. Jing was very excited. He couldn't help but have a proud smile on his ferocious face. He took a step forward, the sharp claws in his hands tore through the air, and pointed at Yamcha's head. He was caught directly, very cruel!

Yamucha could see it clearly, with a flash of light in his eyes and a flash of light in his hands. He once again concentrated the qigong bombs in his hands to protect the entire fist surface. At the critical moment, qigong was still reliable!

I saw him stretching out his left hand and brazenly engaging Mr. Jing in a head-to-head confrontation, changing his previous behavior of running away.

"Looking for death, you kid!"

When Mr. Jing saw this, he felt disdainful and a little angry at being slighted. His claws were superior weapons, coated with poison. What was he afraid of? He should have already won.

"ah!"

Zhen Xu was suddenly shocked. Qin Yu's left hand was in a stalemate with the blood soul claw on his right hand. It seemed that the glove on Qin Yu's left hand was extremely weird. He was not even afraid of the tearing power of the blood soul claw. At this moment Qin Yu's right fist has already attacked.

If you want to go head-to-head, then go head-to-head. Mr. Jing’s left hand also rushed forward and blocked Yamucha’s Qigong right fist. However, Yamcha’s Qigong is not something that can be taken for granted. The energy in his right fist is strong and domineering. , bloomed in an instant, and could only be resisted quickly.

"Boy, your Qigong is pretty good. Do you think I can't kill you?"

A sneer appeared on Mr. Jing's lips, and he used his other hand to shoot directly at such a close distance. The distance was too close and the moves were changing too quickly, making it impossible to dodge.

Mr. Jing walked step by step and couldn't help but get excited. He seemed to be watching the scene where Yamcha's head was shot. Don't be too relaxed. Countless masters died in his hands. Although this kind of scene is troublesome, it has not yet happened. A point where he can be rendered powerless.

"Fuck gas bombs!"

"ah!!!!!"

Following Mr. Jing's screams, Yamucha originally pushed out a Qigong wave with his right hand. The impact was so terrifying that it penetrated Mr. Jing's abdomen in an instant, and at the same time, a piece of Qigong fell from the sky. The bullet almost "airborne" hit the hand and half of Mr. Jing's shoulder that he wanted to shoot.

Almost instantly, half of Mr. Jing's body was blown to pieces, and the energy bomb dissipated after making a circle. This kind of manipulation ability is simply miraculous!

"No...how did you do it?"

"Because my speed is much faster than yours, you don't even know when I fired a manipulative bomb into the sky. That's my ability!"

Yamcha doesn't think that Mr. Jing can regenerate limbs like a monster. Half of his body was shattered, and he was basically finished.

Take his life while he's sick!

Yamcha wanted him to die immediately, and his hand knife cut directly at Mr. Jing's throat. At such a close distance, with the power of Yamcha's hand knife, it's not a big deal to cut a few stones, not to mention cutting iron like mud.

Mr. Jing had no time to dodge. At the moment of death, he shouted loudly, enduring the severe pain of half of his body being seriously injured. The previous medicine may have worked, and the protective aura on his body suddenly became intense.

"Go to hell!" A fierce look flashed in Mr. Jing's eyes. Die together, the last choice!

Mr. Jing knew that it was too late to dodge Yamcha's hand knife, so he could only hope that his body-protecting qi could slow down his death. At the same time, he was determined to use this delay to bury Yamcha with him!

His finger blades became hotter and hotter, and they shot out suddenly. The power was much stronger than Tao Baibai's hole wave. It was almost certain to penetrate Yamcha's head as long as it hit. Yamcha's head was naturally unable to resist such sharp finger blades, and he died immediately.

At the critical moment of life and death, Yamcha did not choose to retreat. His hand knife resolutely cut through Mr. Jing's body-protecting qi, and then cut his throat, but he could no longer defend against Mr. Jing's dying counterattack.

"Puff!"

Blood spurted! Mr. Jing's cut throat spurted out exaggerated blood. At the same time, Yamcha dodged the finger blade attack that was close at hand at the critical moment, but unfortunately, several shocking shots were shot out of his left arm, and black blood continued to flow out!

"Oops!!!"

Yamucha started vomiting blood almost instantly, and his consciousness became blurred. It was a very poisonous poison. It was really effective!

Mr. Jing was already dead, but at that moment, he was excited when he saw that his attack was successful. He was not bragging. The poison was really effective. Especially after the fierce battle between the two sides, the blood and qi moved rapidly, and the poison attacked the heart almost instantly.

He looked at Yamcha proudly as he began to bleed from all seven orifices. It took so long, but it was worth it. At least he took away the successor of the Wolf Fang School.

But at the moment when he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly saw Yamcha put something into his mouth. After swallowing it, he suddenly returned to normal!

"Why??"