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Chapter 1111 My strongest is not martial arts

This is suffocation in the true sense of the word.

Nangong Tong's aura was so strong that if he got even slightly closer, he couldn't breathe at all.

Liu Ma and others couldn't bear it, so they had no choice but to retreat and stay away.

A vacuum zone formed between the two of them.

Then he saw Nangong Tong's arms dancing again, the shadows of his fists and palms converging into a fierce tiger shadow, rushing towards Lin Yang.

Lin Yang quickly gathered his strength and attacked him.

But his brute strength or cleverness had no effect at all against Nangong Tong's earth-shattering offensive.

Lin Yang blasted away with both arms.

Boom! Boom!

He felt as if his hands were hitting a high-speed rotating steel ring. Not only were his arms numb from the shock, but he even felt like he was about to be caught in it...

He quickly pulled out his hand.

If you don't pull your hand away, I'm afraid your whole person will be involved and blasted to pieces...

But at this moment, his defense had collapsed, and Nangong Tong's attacks were like a violent storm, hitting him one after another.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

Lin Yang's chest directly withstood countless blows from fists and palms. He couldn't help but retreat, and his feet could leave deep footprints on the cement floor.

"End it!"

Nangong Tong shouted again, crossed his palms and hit Lin Yang's heart.

Poof!

Lin Yang spit out a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, cracking the ground.

Dust was flying all around and rocks were flying.

A full seven or eight centimeters of the ground collapsed.

People around him gasped and were dumbfounded.

"Then...is that really a human?"

"It's just like a killing machine!"

"Is this the power of the Eight Gate Dunjia Gong?"

"It's so terrifying... It's worthy of being a forbidden technique! With such power, who can stop it?"

People murmured and looked at Nangong Tong with dull eyes.

However, after finishing this set, Nangong Tong's chest also rose and fell, and a little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, the damage caused to his body by forcibly opening the eighth door is irreversible.

Half an hour is not a long time. Now every minute and every second, Nangong Tong's life is burning and passing...

"Ancestor!"

The Nangong clan members shouted anxiously.

Nangong Tong raised his hand to signal them to be calm, and then looked towards Lin Yang.

This is what the world is paying attention to.

"Senior sister, did he...did he lose?" An Yuan shivered and asked with wide eyes.

"I...I don't know..." Bizhen was also trembling slightly, and she was in a very confused mood at this moment.

But she understood that a duel of this level was no longer something she could intervene in.

"Leader!"

Liu and Ma couldn't care less anymore, and they all rushed over to check Lin Yang's injuries.

But at this moment, Lin Yang's voice suddenly came out.

"Don't... come here, what? Are you going to disobey my order?"

Everyone was startled.

"What? Not dead yet?"

People around were also shocked.

"The Xiantian Gang Body deserves to be called the Xiantian Gang Body. If it were an ordinary person, I would have been beaten to a pulp by me, but Master Lin is actually still alive. I admire him!"

Nangong Tong nodded: "But Leader Lin, you shouldn't be able to fight anymore, right? I don't want to kill you! If you admit defeat, I can let you leave here with everyone from the Eastern Emperor Sect, what do you think?"

He believed that even if the trick just now could not kill Lin Yang, at least it would be no problem to cripple him.

However, at this time, Lin Yang's voice emerged again.

"The old gentleman seems to be overconfident in his own methods!"

After he finished speaking, he saw a figure standing up tremblingly among the gradually falling dust.

Nangong Tong's eyebrows suddenly deepened.

"Master Lin, do you really want me to kill you?"

"You can't kill me! Because I haven't shown off my special skills yet!" The disgraced Lin Yang raised his head and showed a confident smile.

Nangong Tong's breath tightened, and he didn't dare to hesitate anymore. He gave a low drink and rushed forward.

"In this case, Master Lin, don't blame me!"

"The dragon carries the picture and comes out of Luoshui. The colorful phoenix holds the book in the blue clouds. The scenery gate! Open!"

Killing with one palm, the energy in the palm turned into a big stone, and then hit Lin Yang with the palm.

What a shocking blow!

This time Nangong Tong didn't want to hold back anymore.

It was about the lives of his people, so he couldn't be careless!

And this leader Lin... was too weird! He had a bad feeling in his heart.

But this time, Lin Yang did not move his arms to compete head-on. Instead, he moved his fingers slightly, and a cyclone swirled around his fingertips, which was very subtle.

Then with a flick of the finger...

Whoosh!

A thin stream of light emerged from his fingertips, flew towards Nangong Tong, and pierced directly into his palm.

Wow!

The surging energy accumulated in the palm suddenly collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

"What?"

Nangong Tong's face turned horrified, and before he could react, Lin Yang kicked him in the chest.

The man suddenly fell to the ground like a kite with its string cut off.

The whole place was in an uproar.

Nangong Tong stood up hurriedly and glanced at the slender and shiny thing in his palm.

"Silver Needle?"

He lost his voice.

"good!"

Lin Yang looked at him calmly: "My strongest skill is not martial arts! It's acupuncture! In other words, it's medical skills!"


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