Jia Simiao was knocked out.

Liu Gaochan finally moved. He took a step forward and grabbed Jia Simiao's ankle. If he was caught, Jia Simiao would be useless. Wow! Jia Simiao swung his wrist, and the demon sword came out again, flashing a demonic light, slashing Liu Gaochan.

Don’t ask for harm to the enemy, but just ask for self-protection.

Liu Gaochan laughed, went up and punched the demon sword away, and then grabbed Jia Simiao again. What he didn't expect was that Jia Simiao did not escape again, but turned over and the demon sword slashed at Liu Gaochan's chest.

Wang Haixiao, Li Ergouzi and others were stunned. Liu Gaochan was absolutely invincible at such a close-range attack. Isn’t Jia Si Miao’s death when doing this? Sure enough, a joke! Liu Gaochan held Jia Si Miao’s wrists with both hands. As soon as he exerted force, he would tear Jia Si Miao apart like a five-horse corpse.

"You go and die."

Jia Simiao, whose hands were stopped, suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a ghostly lightning from his mouth, heading straight to Liu Gaochan's throat. The distance was too close and the speed was too fast. Who would have thought that Jia Simiao could spit out a knife? Liu Gaochan didn't expect that Wang Haixiao and Li Ergouzi didn't expect that.

Yu Chun was confused. In the past, he kissed Jia Si Miao but did not notice a knife in his mouth? Where was he hiding? It seems that if he had the opportunity to dig Jia Si Miao well, this guy had too many secrets. Even they had concealed this knife.

Why is Jia Simiao called the Ghost Hand? Yu Chun, Tang Ziyu and others all believed that it was the Ghost Glove. However, they did not know that this Ghost Hand also had a meaning because he also had a knife, a second knife, and a ghost sword.

This knife is very small, very small, as long as the two finger joints, very thin, soft, but extremely sharp. When he was not used in the past, he could roll up the ghost knife and hide it under his tongue. When he was used, he would use a mouthful of internal strength from his dantian to pour it on the ghost knife and spray it out in one mouthful, making people unable to defend themselves, and it would definitely kill the enemy invisibly.

Not everyone can practice this. Jia Simiao has worked so hard and pain for this ghost knife, and he doesn't even know how many times his mouth has been cut by the ghost knife. However, when he thought of the power of this knife and could save his life at a critical moment, he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

This time, Jia Simiao used the ghost knife for the first time. He had never encountered it before, and he had to use the ghost knife. Liu Gaochan's kung fu was too domineering. In order to kill Liu Gaochan, he also specially let his wrist catch Liu Gaochan and get close to him.

The closer you are, the stronger your lethality will be, and the more you are guarded against.

At this moment, even Liu Gaochan's eyes showed horror. He didn't care about hurting Jia Si Miao anymore, so he quickly turned his neck to the side. Wow! The ghost knife directly wiped his neck and shot over, spilling blood. Jia Si Miao took this opportunity to go up and kicked his vagina, hitting Liu Gaochan's lower body.

"Ah..." Liu Gaochan was so painful that he immediately hunched over and screamed in pain.

Isn’t your kung fu awesome?

Aren't you a god of martial arts?

Aren't you the best in the world?

I don’t believe that you can practice Vajra’s indestructible body? Even Wu Ameng practiced the hard qigong that the Thirteen Taibao practiced horizontally also had a scoop. A man’s lower body is the most fragile place. Liu Gaochan is a human, not a god, and he is no exception.

Take your life while you are sick.

If you want such an opportunity in the future, there will definitely be no more.

Jia Simiao went up and slashed at Liu Gaochan's head.

Liu Gaochan was still hunched over, but he seemed to have seen Jia Si Miao's movements. He didn't even look at them. His body suddenly tilted backwards. His feet were almost parallel to the ground, forming 180 degrees. Who would have thought that he would have such a strange move? Unpredictable, Jia Si Miao kicked his chest with his feet and turned it backwards.

Fortunately, Liu Gaochan's feet were off the ground when he was in pain. Otherwise, Jia Simiao would probably have even kicked his sternum. But even so, Jia Simiao felt his breathing suffocated and fell to the ground, almost dying. Before he could get up, a bitter wind came, and Liu Gaochan actually flew towards Jia Simiao regardless of the injuries on his neck.

Jia Simiao wanted to dodge, but he couldn't get up in one breath and couldn't move at all.

Seeing that Liu Gaochan was getting closer and closer to him, he shook his hand and shot the demon sword out. At the same time, two arrows shot from the slant, and Wu Ameng finally appeared. He threw away the ox horn bow, took a big step, and rushed towards Liu Gaochan.

Liu Gaochan was very annoyed. He was obviously fighting alone, but Jia Simiao actually used such despicable and despicable methods again.

He copied the arrow with his backhand, grabbed the arrow in his hand, and shot it at Jia Simiao. With a breath, Jia Simiao finally rolled to the side through that breath. Puff! The arrow was inserted right into the place where he was lying just now. Then, Liu Gaochan dodged to the side, dodged another arrow, and smashed his fist towards Wu Ameng.

Wu Ameng was born with divine power and practiced the hard qigong practiced by Thirteen Taibao, which was almost invulnerable to swords and guns. He shouted loudly, and his fist became even stronger, and he bombarded the same place as Liu Gaochan's fist force. Even the air made a muffled sound. Wu Ameng stepped back several steps back, feeling the sea of ​​qi rolling, his throat was itchy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Liu Gaochan also made Wu Ameng's fist take two steps back, and a surprised voice came out: "Huh? I'll make it a few more times, come again."

This was the first time that Liu Gaochan was on the front, and someone was rushing to retreat with his fist. This actually aroused Liu Gaochan's murderous intent. People like him were fond of martial arts and did not feel anything when they were practicing hard before. But when he reached a certain level, he felt lonely that he was so cold that he was too cold at a high place.

Now, he has been celebrating a master like Jia Simiao and Wu Ameng. If Cai Yang hadn't insisted on letting him kill Jia Simiao, he would have wanted to make friends with Jia Simiao. When it's okay, he can have a chance to have a conversation.

He took a step forward and his body instantly reached Wu Ameng's front, his fist hit Huanglong and rushed towards Wu Ameng's chest. Wu Ameng took a deep breath and then carried it up again. Peng! This time, Wu Ameng was really miserable. He let Liu Gaochan's fist force fly backwards. It was several meters away, and then he fell to the ground with a thud.

Cunming and elastic force, together attack Wu Ameng, how could he bear it?

"Amon."

Jia Simiao grabbed the demon sword, jumped up, shouting: "Liu Gaochan, I am the one you want to kill, don't hurt the innocent."

Liu Gaochan pulled his sleeves torn, wrapped them around his neck, and whistled to the sky: "Jia Simiao, you must die today."

This is not arrogance, but a kind of strength.

Jia Simiao said, "Come on, I want to see how you killed me."

"You're careful."

Liu Gaochan suddenly ejected like a cannonball. The speed was so fast that even his feet seemed to be off the ground. A fog that looked like clouds but not clouds, and fog but not fog rose on the ground, making everyone around him open their eyes wide. Is this what humans can do?

Jia Simiao stared at his fist and saw his hands slashing left and right, and suddenly kicked him up. It was insidious! Even the God of Martial Arts knew to use fraud. Even the ghost sword did not kill Liu Gaochan. Only the demon sword was left. Can Jia Simiao still be Liu Gaochan's opponent?

Suddenly, a white figure broke out from the second floor of the hotel and jumped down. He held a Tang sword in his left hand and slashed towards Liu Gaochan's head with force. At the same time, he did not forget to shout: "Jia Simiao, I'm here."

Tang Yinzhi is here!

Jia Simiao was excited and then swept over Liu Gaochan's thigh with a knife.

Liu Gaochan's body rotated around and directly avoided Jia Simiao's demon sword. His fingers bounced on Tang Yinzhi's back and directly swept the Tang sword away. Tang Yinzhi copied it, grabbed Tang sword with his right hand, and launched an attack like a storm at Liu Gaochan.

Crack! One knife is as fast as a knife, and one knife is as tight as a knife. The knife is always the key to Liu Gaochan's body.

By this sudden attack, Liu Gaochan was forced to retreat several steps. Now, even he was furious. First, Jia Simiao's ghost knife cut the skin of his neck, and then Wu Ameng shook two steps back. Now, he forced the man in white to retreat, which was simply a humiliation to him.

"You are seeking death."

Liu Gaochan suddenly punched out and did not attack Tang Yinzhi, but Tang Yinzhi's attack collapsed instantly. Then, Liu Gaochan's fist hit Tang Yinzhi's head. Tang Yinzhi retreated quickly, but his fist was getting closer and closer, because he was not as fast as Liu Gaochan.

Whoosh! Jia Simiao rushed up without saying anything, and he just came up with a knife.

Liu Gaochan forced Tang Yinzhi to retreat with one foot, and then bounced his fingers and flew out the demon sword. His steps were bullied and poked his fingers at Jia Simiao's chest. Jia Simiao wanted to dodge, but it was too late, so he had to stretch his left arm to block it. Crack! His arm was actually poked by Liu Gaochan with one finger.

Before Tang Yinzhi could be seen, Wu Ameng and others reacted. Liu Gaochan had already reached out to grab it, locked Jia Simiao's neck, and shouted: "Jia Simiao, how can you struggle this time? Today next year will be your death day."

"No." Tang Ziyu, Yu Chun and others screamed in dismay and rushed forward.
Chapter completed!