Chapter 5: Behead

"A blood refining quadruple day delusional to hit my attention is really overwhelming." When he saw the black man's movements, Yang Tian sneered in his heart, and then he returned to the open ground, cross-legged and faked his decoration.
Not far away, the black-clothed man twisted his hands and feet and came to the side of the water pool. When he saw Yang Tian sitting next to the water pool, a cruel smile was on his face.
"Boy, don't blame me if you offend Fat Chen, just blame your life." When he saw Yang Tian practicing, the man in black gave a weird smile: "Jie Jie, I didn't expect you to be worth ten bloodstones. It's enough for Lao Tzu to cultivate for half a year."
To be on the safe side, the black-clothed man took out a green vial and opened the cap. A green mist appeared. He opened his mouth and blew the mist into the house.
"Jie Jie, this bottle of "Ecstasy" cost me a bloodstone..."
Looking at Yang Tian fainted to the ground, the black-clothed man smiled sorrowfully and walked over.
"If you want to kill me, just come." Perceiving a strange fragrance, Yang Tian's head suddenly sank, his heart shuddering, he hurriedly held his breath, his breath turned into inner breath. The faint fragrance in his body was directly shaken away by Zhan Tianjue.
"Boy, remember to be a good person in your next life. Some people are not something you can offend." Looking at Yang Tian's slightly immature face, the black-clothed man had a cold face and suddenly laughed wildly.
At the moment of his fantasy, a crystal-clear palm slammed in, and the strong blood was gushing out, and the red glow rolled directly into the chest of the man in black!
"How is it possible?" Looking at the palms coming from the attack, the black-clothed man's complexion changed drastically, but he was not in a hurry anymore, and all his blood washed over the black-clothed man's body.
"Kacha!" When the sound of bone fracture sounded, his figure flew like a discounted kite on the ground, continuously rolling several feet away. The black-clothed man suddenly raised his head, glanced at Yang Tian's sneer face, and he suddenly spit out blood.
How would Yang Tian give him a chance, his figure flashed, and the blood in his body was tumbling like a wild horse without the rein, and his volley body rushed towards the man in black.
"Boy, you dare to yin me." The black-clothed man roared, and forcibly suppressed the wound in his body. Facing Yang Tian's fist, he urged his whole body with a cyan fist to kill Yang Tian.
Bang!
With blood and vitality intertwined, with dazzling lights, Yang Tian's eyes were cold and sharp. He hit a few punches in succession, every punch was sturdy and fierce, and he seemed to be honing his boxing skills. At the same time, all the blood in Yang Tian's body erupted, and the rich blood washed over the man in black.
"Ahhhhhhhh, bastard, how could you be the Triple Heaven for refining blood, this is impossible?" The black-clothed man roared again and again, and his blood continued to wash over him. He felt that his whole body was about to burn, and the wounds in his body were aroused again. , Continuous spouting several mouthfuls of blood.
Yang Tian sneered in his heart, he was silent, his eyes were cold and Nie people, the unknown boxing technique was constantly playing, Mr. Yuan's bitter part gradually integrated, he became more and more courageous, and the battle of heaven was determined to operate, and the blood consumed was constantly being replenished.
"It's not a way to go on like this, otherwise I will die here today." The black-clothed man's face was grim, Yang Tian entangled him like a tarsal maggot, leaving him no room to escape.
Zheng!
Suddenly a cyan iron sword appeared in the volley. The blade was five feet long, and the blade was faintly cold.
The cyan blood poured in, the blade suddenly shined, and the blade was sharp, and the full-foot-long cyan blade was permeated, like a bright moon cutting in the sky, and the small void around it was rippled!
"Boy, die to Laozi." The black-clothed man's eyes were resentful, and he forced the weapon to wither, and the blood in his body was about to wither.
In the face of the sword light that smashed in the sky, Yang Tian was unmoved. At this moment, his slightly closed eyes were bright, and all the blood in his body gathered on his fist. On his fist, a small scorching sun appeared! The energy of this scorching sun was extremely violent and was about to burst.
"Die." Yang Tian sneered. He blasted out with a punch, and the red light rose into the sky. The scorching sun exploded countless air and shattered the light directly. Immediately after the scorching sun swooped up, the long knife in the volley was directly shocked, and dense cracks appeared on the knife!
"Not good." The black-clothed man's expression changed drastically, and he ran out without hesitation.
"Did you run?"
Upon seeing this, Yang Tian snorted coldly, his figure shook, and his body changed in the sky. His legs and feet were bent abruptly, and his knees hit the black man's head.
"Kacha." The bone fracture sounded, and the black-clothed man's head almost didn't explode.
Yang Tian raised the man in black and watched his dying state, coldly snorted: "Say, who asked you to come?"
"Do you want to know?" The black-clothed man's head was dizzy, and his blurred gaze flicked over Yang Tian's slightly immature face. He was awakened instantly and frantically freed Yang Tian's arm.
"Don't struggle, you are moving, Xiaoye will now kill you with a palm." Yang Tian said coldly, and Yang Tian's arm was harder again.
As the suffocation hit, the black-clothed man's complexion changed and he hurriedly asked for mercy: "Well, I won't struggle...I won't move."
"Say, who sent you here?"
"I said yes, but you swear you can't kill me, otherwise I won't tell you if you kill me." As if grabbing a straw, the man in black hurriedly said.
"Haha." A cruel smile appeared on Yang Tian's face, showing a row of white teeth, and smiled Senran: "If you don't tell me, I know, it's Fat Chen, right."
"You...how do you... know it's him?" The black man was shocked.
"Hmph, did he send someone to attack my foster father, if you don't say I don't mind killing you." With a cold snort, Yang Tian's eyes flashed anxiously.
"You promised to let me go..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yang Tian picked up the arm of the black-clothed man with a single hand, volleyed around, as if he was hitting iron, and slammed into the ground.
When he was about to touch the ground, the black-clothed man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he hurriedly screamed, "Stop—I'll say it!"
bump!
Yang Tian ignored him and put his body weight on the ground, "Kaka Kaka!" The sound of bone fracture continued to sound.
"Ah-bastard!"
Screaming in pain, the whole arm of the black-clothed man was almost congealed, and his ribs were broken.
"Say or not, otherwise it will be the head next time!" Between the openings, it was as if the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month hit his mind.
The man in black couldn't help shivering, a trace of fear rose in his heart, looking at the bitter killing intent on Yang Tian's face, he couldn't help but blurt out: "He didn't look for your foster father, just let me catch you. ."
"Catch me?" Yang Tian frowned slightly, and said coldly, "Why are you catching me?"
"I only know that he is going to force your foster father to surrender the Dragon Star Martial Arts Hall. I don't know about the others, I really don't know." The black man saw Yang Tian frowning and immediately flattered: "Little Lord , You can spare me, I can help you deal with Fatty Chen."
"Help me." Yang Tian raised his head and stared at the pleased gaze of the black-clothed man. A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Yang Tian's mouth: "Betrayal of the employer, it!"
"No, don't kill me."
Bump!
The volley wheel moved his body and slammed it down to the ground. A scream exploded. Yang Tian kicked the man in black on the head. The impact was expelled, and the ground was plowed out of ten zhang gully.
Blood and bone are splashing.