Although Xu Yang's origins and intentions are unclear, as a warrior, and a warrior who makes his mark in a gang by killing, Xiang Heng has always maintained vigilance and guard against strangers.

Therefore, facing Xu Yang's actions, he reacted very quickly.

With one kick, just one kick, the gaming table made of solid wood and weighing hundreds of kilograms was sent flying by him like a football.

The gambling table flew up, but there was no expectation. In the scene where the money was flying like rain, only one gambling table turned over and hit the ground heavily, making a loud noise and filling the air with dust and smoke.

At the moment when the dust and smoke was rising, a vigorous figure swept down from above with an extremely swift and fierce posture, swooping forward like an eagle hunting for prey, the strange-shaped scimitar in his hand reflected a dazzling cold light, directed towards him.

The opponent took his life and ran away.

Xu Yang?

No, it’s Xiang Heng!

He didn't know when he jumped up, swung his sword from top to bottom, and attacked Xu Yang unstoppably.

At this time, where was Xu Yang and how did he react?

I saw him standing three steps behind his original position, with a bundle wrapped in yellow cloth at his feet.

There is no doubt that it was the cash on the gambling table just now, and he kept it all without losing a cent.

Although the money did not fall, how could he resist the powerful attack from Xiang Heng, the eagle below?

You know, this top-down blow is not only powerful, but also powerful!

Xiang Heng's strength is already strong. He can kick up a solid wood gambling table weighing hundreds of kilograms. Now that he has saved up, he can kill him from top to bottom. With the added weight, his power is even more terrifying.

Extremely.

Let alone a person, even a strong bull would probably be beheaded by him.

It's a pity that Xu Yang is standing here!

He took one step forward, raised his hand as he stepped forward, and faced the cold blade with the force of looking into the clouds.

"!!!"

The moment Xu Yang raised his hand to greet him, Xiang Heng felt a sense of horror in his heart. However, he was in mid-air and was falling heavily. Not to mention changing his moves in time, even his body was too late to react.

That moment of fear was just the instinct of the body, a premonition of crisis. His thoughts could not change in this short moment, and his body and movements were irreversible. He could only move forward and kill Xu Yang fiercely.

Then...

Xu Yang reached out with one hand, and the flesh and blood body intersected with the sharp blade, but not a drop of scarlet was splashed out.

Because it was just a visual encounter without any actual contact, Xu Yang's hand and Xiang Heng's knife were so close that they missed each other. The distance between the two would never exceed one centimeter.

It is this centimeter that determines victory or defeat, life or death!

Knife, from top to bottom!

Hands, from bottom to top!

After the two sides missed each other, Xu Yang's palm caught Xiang Heng's wrist, and then he grabbed it, pulled it and pulled it, using three methods, all in one go.

Tai Chi - holding the bird's tail!

Xiang Heng had no idea what was happening, and couldn't even react in time. He only felt a terrifying force coming from his wrist, driving his arms, shoulders, and body straight forward.

Then...

"boom!"

Xu Yang stretched out his hand, grabbed Xiang Heng's sword-holding hand, and used force to grab it. At the same time, he pulled his body forward, his right shoulder was like iron, and he was as powerful as a mountain avalanche.

out.

Baji - iron mountain support!

The Tai Chi transforms and the eight poles attack each other. What kind of terrifying power overlaps each other, up and down?

"puff!!!"

"Click!!!"

Just hearing a heavy muffled sound, Xu Yang slammed his shoulder into Xiang Heng's arms. His shoulders were like iron, and he used all his strength to hit Xiang Heng's chest head-on. There was a crisp sound of broken bones in the dull excitement of the collision of flesh and blood.

echo.

"puff!!!"

Xiang Heng raised his head, blood spurted out, all the bones in his chest collapsed, and his heart, lungs, and organs were reduced to a pulp.

The iron mountain is leaning against it - so terrifying!

Such a blow, such a trauma, even if Xiang Henglian has the physique of a martial artist and his vitality far exceeds that of ordinary people, there is no chance of surviving.

But Xu Yang did not stop there, because the system's kill prompt had not yet been sent, and this life-and-death battle without suspense was not over yet.

Therefore, as soon as the iron mountain passed behind him, he raised his hand, put his four fingers together, and struck out with one strike.

Wing Chun - Moon Pointer!

"Snapped!!!"

"Click!!!"

The four fingers were like targets, exerting force in a square inch, and hit Xiang Heng's throat with great speed, making a crisp sound.

This was just the beginning. After Baoyue's blow, Xu Yang's four pointy fingers immediately bent into a flat surface, and he exerted force close to his body. He struck with a square inch, and the fist surface formed by the bent fingers was already dented by the heavy blow.

's Adam's apple.

Standard Moon - Finger Fist!

"puff!!!"

There was a muffled sound, and blood spattered loudly, but the speed at which the blood spattered was far less than the speed of Xu Yang's fist.

After the second strike of Baoyue, there is still the third strike of Cunjin.

I saw Xu Yang's right fist coming back like a dragon, accumulating force within a few inches, and struck out with a bang. The cross-section of his fist fingers also changed to the entire fist surface. With extremely terrifying power, he hit Xiang Heng hard.

The connection between the chest and neck.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, dust and smoke filled the air, and the entire casino was shaken.

Xiang Heng's body, or corpse, flew out like a cannonball and hit the wall behind him hard, creating a shallow human shape on the wall.

"The victory has been decided!"

"Life or death is decided!"

"The fight is over!"

"Acquire 666 warrior experience points!"

The system's cold and indifferent prompt came. Xu Yang didn't say a word, but directly reached into his arms and pulled out a silver-white pistol.

"..."

Sangbo, who had just pulled out the pistol from his arms, froze in place when he looked at the desert eagle in Xu Yang's hand that was full of steel texture and frightening aura.

what happened?

Who knows what happened!!!

He only saw Xiang Heng jump up and kill Xu Yang fiercely, intending to kill this mainland boy of unknown origin with his sword.

As a result, I don't know what happened, but the situation was reversed in an instant. Xiang Heng, who made a flying strike, not only failed to cut off the mainland boy's head, but was hit and beaten by the opponent for unknown reasons, and was blown away like a dead dog.

Got out.

It felt like... an eagle flying for food hit a tall mountain wall, and raging waves hit a hard rock.

Overestimating your own capabilities will lead to your body being shattered to pieces!

Although Sangbo was a hall master in Xinji, he was not a warrior himself. He had no idea how terrifying something had happened in just a short moment.

He only saw that the five tiger generals of Zhongyixin, Lian Haolong's favorite disciple, and one of the two red sticks, Heng Ge, jumped in front of the mainland boy in an instant. The speed was so fast that no one could react.

Come.

Sangbo didn't care how Xiang Heng threw himself on the street, and he had no time to care, because he was already the one who was at the critical point of life and death.

"Big boss, no, no, it's none of my business..."

"boom!!!"

A loud noise interrupted his words, and Sangbo fell on his back, with a huge wound on his chest.

Xu Yang turned around, his eyes and gun pointed at the last scumbag in this gambling game.

“!!!!!!”

Facing Xu Yang's gaze, the prince, who was lying on the ground, was horrified and shouted: "I, my father, are Hong Tai's leader..."
Chapter completed!