Fairy, the chasing husband crematorium

Jiang Yulang took a roundabout step, dodged in danger, and his eyes became fierce all of a sudden.

However, after not seeing him for more than a month, Huang San was no longer as dumb as before in the battle.

In fact, Huang San is more than before, but it's just that he has seen the other party's true face and coldness, and has more confidence.

Jiang Yulang decided that at least Huang San should be seriously injured before playing with him.

The next moment, the true essence in his body surged into the sword body, causing a buzzing sound.

With a sound of swish, a stream of sword energy swirled towards Huang San's right cheek.

He still wanted to attack the right side of Huang San's severed arm.

Huang San flashed back with a calm expression, his fake right arm was in front of him.

After a few clangs, the sword energy was blocked by the prosthetic hand, making a crisp sound.

This newly installed iron arm suddenly became his defensive weapon.

This prosthetic hand was more flexible than Jiang Yulang imagined, but he didn't take it seriously.

However, he was a little annoyed that several attacks failed.

After all, a crushing posture with an elegant posture is in line with his image.

The next moment, the Qingli sword turned into afterimages, which were the flaming clouds encircling the sword style of the Rose Palace.

This sword technique emphasizes speed and entanglement, and for a while, the sword light became dazzled.

Huang San retreated step by step, Lu Qingying grabbed Duan Yu's arm nervously when she saw this.

Xiao Hongying's face sank like water.

And Wu Yuhai showed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

Blindly defending, there is no chance of winning. The prosthesis is made of iron, which surprised him, but that's it. After all, he overestimated a Xizifeng's handyman.

Only Duan Yu had confidence in his eyes.

Because he also saw confidence in Huang San's eyes.

That day, Huang San was stimulated by Jiang Yulang's words, and he was not as cunning as Jiang Yulang, so he was injured by the sharp sword that the other party used to blow hair and cut hair.

In fact, he is no worse than Jiang Yulang who has made rapid progress by taking pills.

The more Jiang Yulang hacked, the more excited he became. He didn't see Huang San's eyes, but only saw him avoiding in embarrassment.

For a moment, the scene was quite heated, Jiang Yulang's sword was fast and ruthless, causing sparks to explode, and several swords slashed Huang San's skin.

It's just that Huang San relied on horizontal kung fu practice and didn't see blood.

Many people know that this time the ending may be the same as last time, as long as Huang Sanheng's breath of practice is gone, sooner or later he will be chopped down by Jiang Yulang again.

"Fight back!"

"Fight back!"

"Tell you to fight back!"

With a bang, Jiang Yulang slashed Huang San with a sword, and then suddenly said in a low voice: "You are like this, I don't want her anymore, and she won't think about you."

Jiang Yulang slashed out with a sword, while stimulating Huang San with a low voice of yin and yang.

......

Seeing that Huang San was only going to be beaten, Lu Qingying no longer dared to look at it.

As a result, at this moment, only a clang was heard, and the blue long sword stopped in the air.

Huang San's silver right hand grasped it firmly.

At this time, the leather wrapped on the surface of the prosthetic hand has been cut a lot, revealing the silver background.

Jiang Yulang wanted to draw his sword, but the moment the sparks exploded, he saw Huang San's indifferent eyes.

"You shouldn't have said that about her."

With a bang, raging flames gushed out, directly hitting Jiang Yulang's face.

Jiang Yulang fell to the ground suddenly to avoid the burn on his handsome face, but his hair was still bent.

This change was too sudden, if he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been ignited.

In the steaming flames, Huang San flicked his right hand, and the ignited cloth leather fell down one after another, revealing that delicate silver right hand.

I saw that the silver right hand didn't look clumsy at all, but had a sense of metal order beauty.

At this moment, almost everyone paused for breathing, because Huang San, who showed his silver arms, seemed to have been reborn suddenly.

The audience stopped eating melons, Wu Yuhai's smile froze on his face, and the two Palace Masters also stopped playing chess.

"It was the arm that breathed fire just now?"

This is the idea that pops up in many people's minds.

The next moment, Huang San took a step forward and punched Jiang Yulang who fell to the ground.

With a bang, mud and rocks splashed on the ground.

At the critical moment, Jiang Yulang pulled out the Chihong sword behind his back to block the blow.

He looked into Huang San's eyes, and for the first time there was a hint of fear in them.

Because he saw anger there.

Honest man's anger.

In the next instant, the true energy in his body surged and slid out.

After that, without any hesitation, Jiang Yulang turned over and rushed forward relying on his brisk movement.

Because Huang San's arm was a bit weird, he wanted to distance himself before making a decision.

In the end, there was only a whistling sound, like the sound of a hidden weapon attacking.

It was a hook that suddenly popped out from Huang San's arm and grabbed Jiang Yulang's back neck.

Jiang Yulang's reaction was extremely quick. With a twist of his right wrist, he danced a sword flower and flicked off the hook lock.

With a clang, the hook and lock fell to the ground, but Huang San still didn't stop and flew over.

At this moment, he was like a flying spider, scaring a flat-chested female disciple who ate papaya in Rose Palace to fly away.

What the hell is this?

Jiang Yulang felt the strong wind coming from behind him, and he swept his horizontal sword, only to see the hook on the ground vibrate, Huang San's seemingly unchangeable figure suddenly slanted, and rushed over with a sliding shovel.

Jiang Yulang's pupils shrank into two pitch-black dots.

With a bang, Jiang Yulang's legs were shoveled, and his whole body flew up spinning like a broken wooden barrel.

Even though the pain in both calves was unbearable, and the bones of both calves were cracked under the defense of Zhenyuan, Jiang Yulang, who had a strong desire to survive, still adjusted his posture, trying to stay away from Huang San.

As a result, at the next moment, there was only a snap, and the hook was flicked upwards, hooking his belt.

Then he saw that his Shangfei's body was forcibly ripped off.

Seeing that he was about to forcibly approach Huang San's embrace, Jiang Yulang reacted from the panic, his eyes froze, and he was about to raise his sword to stab Huang San one by one.

The other party was eager to get close, but it was his chance!

In the end, there was only a whoosh, and dust flew up around Huang San.

Then, under everyone's gaze, his silver fist flew out with a bang.

Silver Arm Flying Fist!

The silver fist filled Jiang Yulang's pupils in an instant, only to hear a bang, his body, which was sinking extremely fast, raised his head, and the powder on his face and the blood in his mouth flew out like snowflakes.

What the hell is this!

Except for Duan Yu, almost everyone's jaws almost dropped to the ground in surprise, including such big figures as Xizifeng Shuiyue and the two palace lords of Rose Palace.

Xiao Hongying shook her head, feeling that she shouldn't be so surprised, she had seen this scene several times.

After the fist hit Jiang Yulang's chin, it deflected slightly and flew back.

Huang San took a step to the left, and stretched out his hand casually.

There was a click, and the fist flew back again.

With a bang, at this moment, Jiang Yulang fell to the ground with his face rippling.

Most of the powder on his face was blown away, revealing seven pimples, like seven stars in a row.

But at this time, Jiang Yulang only had the desire to survive.

He landed on the ground with his hands, no longer caring about his image, dragging his painful feet, walking like flying with both hands, and fled quickly.

The soft armor on his body can't protect his face!

"Run you motherfucker!"

With a whistling sound, the hook was locked, and Huang San was like a flying spider again, with a slap in the face of Jiang Yulang, with a bang on Jiang Yulang.

A crouching human-shaped imprint appeared on the ground, without any hesitation, Huang San twisted Jiang Yulang's wrist with two clicks.

Jiang Yulang lay on the ground with blood all over his face, and let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

No one expected this to be the case.

Wu Yuhai looked at all this with murderous intent in his eyes, but at this moment, Xiao Hongying naturally appeared in his line of sight, making him dare not act rashly.

Jiang Yulang was turned over, and seeing Huang San's face, he said in horror: "Huang San, wow... Brother Huang San, hands..."

With a bang, Huang San raised his flesh and blood left hand, and punched Jiang Yulang's handsome face.

The punch was so heavy that Jiang Yulang's tall nose collapsed.

Huang San spit out a mouthful of saliva, gasped and said, "Are you worthy of calling me brother?"

"I, I, I admit defeat." Jiang Yulang said with missing teeth, vomiting blood.

Wu Yuhai's eyes froze, and he said, "He has surrendered, the duel is over!"

Huang San turned around, glanced at him, turned his head, and punched him down again!

With a bang, with this punch, Jiang Yulang's face looked as if he had opened a dyeing workshop, even his mother couldn't recognize it.

Huang San tugged at his skirt, looked at his fearful but still vicious eyes, and said, "I know, no matter how hard I hit you, my beloved girl, I won't be able to get my arms back.

But I want to tell you, I am not a piggy who allows you to deceive and bully me! "

boom!boom!

There were two more heart-pounding sounds of flesh and blood shattering, and Jiang Yulang's head had completely sunk into the mud.

Wu Yuhai saw it, and clenched his fists.

Although the face cannot be saved, he should be able to live and practice.

He felt that this should be enough.

Considering his face, Xizifeng will not go too far.

Even if this is already too much!

As a result, at this moment, Huang San roared angrily and twisted Jiang Yulang's hands with two clicks.

"This one is mine, and the other one is what you owe me!"

At this time, Jiang Yulang's bloody eyes were already crying.

His desire to survive is very strong, and he knows that as long as he has his hand, he can still connect.

As long as he picks it up, he can make a comeback.

At the beginning, Huang San also expected so much to be able to take it back.

There was only a bang, and the flames gushed out, wrapping the two bloody arms.

The arm is burned to charcoal, and it is basically possible to say goodbye and continue.

In the flames, Jiang Yulang's hope turned into cruel despair.

The flames reflected Huang San's serious face.

He lost a lot of things, feelings, years, spirit, all can't get back, but the dignity must be back!