Tang San transformed into a spirit snake, his body twisted in mid-air, avoiding the oncoming knife by the slightest, the blade even rubbed his abdomen, causing a tingling pain.

With such a thrilling mid-air change of movement, Tang San also exerted all his strength, bringing his hands together, turning into two snow-white fangs, and inserting into his chest in the horror of the scar boss.

puff puff

The sound of sharp knives cutting into the flesh echoed in the forest, and Tang San carrying Ju Li's body also came in front of Scar Shuangsha.

Tang San's body bent, curled into a ball, like a huge boulder, the knee part was in the middle of the belly of the scarred boss.

"boom"

Boss Scar was like being struck by lightning. For a moment, it was as if he had been immobilized, and he was completely stiff. The next moment, he flew directly into the sky, and a piece of blood spurted out of his mouth.

At the same time, where his chest was, two streaks of dirty blood spurted out at the same time, and his stomach was directly shriveled, as if it was empty inside.

boom

With a muffled sound, the Boss Scar fell from the sky and fell to the ground. His eyes stared at the sky in a daze. When he was in the air, he had already swallowed his last breath. He didn't believe that he had died like this.

And Tang San stepped on his body as a stepping stone and landed smoothly with a backflip in midair.

After he landed, he let out a deep breath, and the golden pattern on his body quickly dimmed until it was hard to see with the naked eye.

It is impossible for any martial art to maintain its peak state forever, because that kind of consumption cannot be afforded by the human body. Generally, it can only be maintained during battle. Moreover, depending on one's own state, the ability to exert peak strength is almost a problem.

Tang San quickly came to the corpse of Boss Scar, and began to search for his corpse. He quickly took out a small bag of money and a piece of jade pendant of good condition.

Opening the purse, there was a hundred-yuan silver note and a few silver dollars in it. At the same time, Tang San also took off the boss's coat, put it on his body, and picked up the steel knife in his hand.

After distributing the dead money, Tang San leaned down, stretched out his right hand, stroked the scarred boss's hideous eyelids, and said in a low voice, "Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, death will bring you peace."

The light words contained Tang San's longing for life, he was absolutely willing to become this pile of dead stinky flesh.

Standing up, Tang San looked at the place where Li Feng escaped, unable to see his anger or anger, he exerted strength under his feet, and quickly chased in the direction where Scarred Second and Li Feng disappeared.

The battle between him and the boss was a long one, but it was actually just a few face-to-face encounters.

This is the battle of the bottom-level warriors. A careless move will result in a decision of life and death. There is no accident.

Tang San quickly ran through the jungle, following the footsteps of Li Feng and Scarred Shuangsha's second son, chasing after him.

Now that he has perfected his skin refining, his physical strength has also been greatly improved. The battle just now did not consume much of his strength.

The cultivation of martial arts is not a purely single act, but an overall improvement, whether it is physical strength, endurance, or strength.

Refining the skin only meant that Tang San cultivated according to martial arts and began to raise the limits of some of his own organs, not that it didn't help the body's other abilities.

In five minutes, Tang San approached the place where Li Feng and the two were, and he had already heard shouts from afar.

"Zhang Yan, you dare to care about our Scar Shuangsha, are you tired of living?"

Another voice sounded: "Second Scar, what do you think you are, but two wild dogs, you dare to be arrogant in front of me, I am a teacher of the Iron Fist Martial Arts Academy, the pinnacle of leather refining, and the strong bones, you dare to be with me. I fight, out of my own power."

bang bang bang

A hundred meters away, there were bursts of fighting, and there was a roar from time to time.

"What about the pinnacle of leather refining, I don't believe you have no cover, and I found you and hacked you to death."

"It's up to you. Before you find me covering the door, you can try to get a punch. The name of my Tekken Martial Arts Academy is not for nothing."

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Tang San's ears: "Lord Zhang Yan, this package of things behind my back was obtained by accident, the lord saved my life, there is no return, so I will send this package to the lord. already."

When Zhang Yan heard this, his voice became even more high-pitched: "Second Scar, did you hear that, the owner of the family gave me things, and if you dare to interfere, you are officially provoking my Tekken Martial Arts Academy."

Like a raging lion, Scar's second child shouted: "Provocation is provocation. I, Scar Shuangsha, are afraid that you will fail. I accept my fate - Knife Broken Tiger."

Hearing the roaring and fighting sounds in front, Tang San guessed that someone seemed to be interfering in this matter, stopping Li Feng and Scar Shuangsha second child who were chasing after him.

Hearing that Li Feng was giving away his goods as life-saving money, Tang San's eyes sank, knowing that no matter who wins or loses Zhang Yan and the second one with the scar, there will be a battle waiting for him, but perhaps it is to take advantage of the fisherman .

The cold light flickered in his eyes, and he sneered while running: "If that's the case, then kill everything."

The sky sends murderous intentions, the stars move, the earth strikes murderous intentions, dragons and snakes rise to land, people strikes murderous intentions, the heaven and the earth are repeated~lightnovelpub.net~ Tang San's whole body exudes an inexplicable aura, this kind of breath seems to Coming from the deepest darkness, enough to make anyone despair, this is the breath of loneliness and loneliness from Tang San's thousand years, despair enough to wipe out any hope.

There was indifference in his eyes, a look that was even more indifferent than ruthless. It seemed that the universe was in the world, and all things in the universe were not enough to move him in front of him.

Tang San came to the woods thirty meters ahead, and quietly stopped his fast running body.

From rapidity to stillness, the difference in speed is enough to make ordinary people vomit blood sadly.

Like a ghost, he quietly approached the battlefield ahead under the cover of the woods.

The distance of fifty meters was only a few minutes. He had come to the back of a big tree five meters away in the woods. He looked into the field and saw two figures that were constantly intertwining, spinning, and fighting.

With a muffled sound, the two figures crossed again. In the air, a pair of dark fists and a sharp steel knife made a metallic collision sound in the air.

Tang San recalled the information about the Tekken Martial Arts Academy in his mind.

The curator of the Tekken Martial Arts Hall is a master of the peak of fusion and a great success in the field of external arts. A pair of Tekken also occupies a place in the barren city where dragons and snakes are mixed, ranking second-rate peak martial arts halls, and it can be regarded as a small force. , is the target of Tang San's plan.

"It's my luck to meet one of the teachers in the Tekken Martial Arts Academy here."

At this time, the two people who were separated were five meters apart, with swords and fists facing each other, and their eyes were very fierce.