Wang Lang had only seen Qi on weapons several times before, and had never seen Qi on his fist.

The fist that can be practiced has Qi on it, which makes Wang Lang very angry. How can he fight? It’s not the same level at all, and he can only get beaten.

In desperation, Wang Lang tried his best to jump backwards, and he felt a strong wind coming towards him. The blowing Wang Lang retreated backwards, and the wind was mixed with a bitter murderous intent.

The north wind blew on the face, and Wang Lang's Adam's apple rolled up and down. This was a mess, but he couldn't beat him at all. Wang Lang's little thoughts had already begun to move. Since he couldn't beat him, he could only think of other tricks, otherwise he would have to be beaten, and in the end he could be beaten into pieces by Shi Ling's fist.

Wang Lang touched his hand into his pocket. When he was in the hospital, he took a gun that was removed by Wang Lang from two rural killers, and Wang Lang finally put it away.

The hands were assembled in their pockets quickly, and only seven bullets were left.

Wang Lang still understands this principle, but Wang Lang is one of the three major gun kings in the underground world, and one of the group of people who play this thing, so he is ready to give it a try.

Although I know that the chance of winning may be only a few thousand points, it is better than being crushed like garlic. Moreover, Wang Lang is also preparing to attack, not to fight hard.

The guys were assembled very quickly, and Wang Lang was always ready.

The wind caused by Shi Ling's two fists kept coming towards Wang Lang's face.

When using fists to punch veils or paper in the air, it will bring wind to make these things swing. However, Shi Ling's fist is not the fist of ordinary people, and the wind on it is dozens or even hundreds of times that of ordinary people.

Shi Ling was extremely fast. Less than two seconds after Wang Lang reassembled the guy, Shi Ling's fist had reached less than an inch in front of Wang Lang's face.

Bang!

Wang Lang felt that his nose and mouth were about to split, so he quickly fired a shot.

Shi Ling leaned back and grabbed the air with one hand. The hand shook violently and then forced it back, shaking his hand towards Wang Lang.

Wang Lang hid sideways and heard a thud behind him. A spark flashed from the ground, and a bullet flew towards the distance.

At that time, Wang Lang almost didn't even stare out.

I'm damn!

Die Lei Lao Mou!

Retrieve bullets with empty hands?

Wang Lang has seen him with a hand-blade with empty hands, but this is the first time Wang Lang has seen him with an empty hands.

Wang Lang didn't believe his eyes a little, and without thinking, he raised his hand and shot him again.

Shi Ling was surprisingly calm this time, and raised his hand and shook and threw it at Wang Lang.

Wang Lang raised his hand and shot again without hesitation.

A ball of Mars exploded from the void between the two, and two bullets met in mid-air. The last one flew into the sky and the other jumped to the ground and separated.

My day!

Wang Lang stared at the dog's eyes, and Shi Ling slowly closed his hands and looked at Wang Lang calmly. "Huangfu Ji has never taught you that things outside are things outside of you? Is it really strong for yourself?"

"Don't you know that the book says the difference between humans and animals is that humans can make and use tools?"

Shi Ling sneered, "I am not a human, but a god, the god who ruled all things."

"You're going to pull it down, you're afraid you're not stupid..." Wang Lang grinned dryly. "Senior, look..."

Shi Ling was already angry and flew towards Wang Lang, and punched him fiercely.

Wang Lang turned his head and snatched it, and felt his scalp numb and a little bit of aching. He stretched out his hand and wiped it away, and the hair on his ear was swept away by Shi Ling's fist. It was a pity that he could dodge it, otherwise he would have given himself a sad song.

Without thinking, he shot another shot and Shi Linglu avoided it with difficulty and continued to pounce on Wang Lang.

After a few shots, Wang Lang had already shot out the bullets. He felt angry at that time. He gritted his teeth and punched him tentatively, but was almost crying by Shi Ling.

The gun threw it at Shi Ling, and saw Shi Ling take it casually, and the gun was directly pinched and deformed.

There are two concepts at all. Wang Lang beat Shi Ling like a strong boy hitting a big man with a body full of flesh. Even if he is still hard in the group of young people, he is a younger brother in front of the big man.

Shi Ling, who was like a night owl, pounced over, spread his arms and quickly closed his attacks, and between his palms was Wang Lang's head.

Wang Lang raised his arms and blocked his head. He had just raised his arms and slap he had already arrived.

boom!

The ears exploded in an instant, and I felt that my ears were deaf at that moment, and there was only a roar left in my mind.

The great reduction in hearing is a fatal injury for Wang Lang. The dark fight depends on hearing. Now that there is a problem with hearing, I can't beat Shi Ling, so I'm even more done now.

Wang Lang retreated backwards and tried his best to resist Shi Ling's raindrop-like fist.

After a while of fighting, he couldn't stand it. Wang Lang could only take a different sword. The internal force in his body was circulating. Rubbed his fingers, and a ball of flame appeared in his palm. Wang Lang rushed towards Shi Ling.

Shi Ling hurriedly dodged and opened a distance to look at Wang Lang. He sneered.

"The people from the Dragon Gate are really shameless. The old Fire Demon, the immortal, was deceived by Huangfu Ji, and he didn't have a long memory. You have learned the Fire God's Art." Shi Ling stared at Wang Lang.

Wang Lang's ears were still buzzing. Wang Lang only heard half of what Shi Ling said, and immediately cursed, "You are shameless! Your whole family is shameless!"

Shi Ling sneered, "Enjoyable, today I will pull out your eloquent teeth for you!"

He rushed over again while he was speaking.

Wang Lang pulled another thread on his clothes and rubbed it into a fluffy velvet shape, snapping his fingers. A ball of flame burned in the palm of his palm.

Shi Ling's fists followed one after another, and Wang Lang's flames came forward.

Both sides punched very fast, but Wang Lang's speed was not bad, but he was still almost the same.

Fortunately, Shi Ling was a little restrained after being burned by the fire.

After a few minutes of striking, Wang Lang's upper half-sleeved hem was removed from the circle by Wang Lang, and Wang Lang's hands were also burned to a little blackened by the fire.

Shi Ling was furious for a moment and forced Qi to beat Wang Lang again.

After a few moves, Wang Lang felt the pain so much, as if he had an air gun.

Shi Ling fought harder and fiercer. Wang Langyan also avoided at first, but later he gradually took it.

It's a long story, but it also happens between lightning and flashing.

As he fought, Shi Ling realized something was wrong. Wang Lang would be stunned for a while when he fought with him.

Shi Ling immediately realized that Wang Lang was about to break through.
Chapter completed!