Wan Qingteng's face was cold, and he didn't have any anxiety in his heart when facing Tong Jiuyang.

Judging from the fight just now, he also knew that Tong Jiuyang's Yang Divine Skill was above his own exercises.

But even so, Wan Qingteng did not flinch in the slightest, and even directly confronted Tong Jiuyang, seemingly completely ignoring his injuries.

With a 'boom', Wan Qingteng and Tong Jiuyang's calves kicked together, and the two of them retreated suddenly.

"The power is good!" Wan Qingteng's right leg was a little numb, he shook a few times, and then rushed towards Tong Jiuyang again.

Tong Jiuyang's calves were naturally numb, but he didn't expect Wan Qingteng to be so crazy.

He didn't believe that Wan Qingteng would work so hard for Wu Longfeng, but the momentum that Wan Qingteng showed at the moment was completely disregarding life and death.

In this way, Tong Jiuyang was a little jealous in his heart, and he couldn't touch Wan Qingteng's inner thoughts.

"Hmph!" Tong Jiuyang snorted coldly, he took a deep breath, his hands pressed slightly, and suddenly condensed the Yang True Qi in the meridians in his body on his palms, his palms instantly became a little red, and a majestic aura filled his palms.

Then, Tong Jiuyang kicked his feet, and his figure was like a phantom, and he suddenly appeared in front of Wan Qingteng, Wan Qingteng's face changed slightly, and he quickly retreated three steps back under his feet, but after retreating three steps, he found that Tong Jiuyang was following closely, and he couldn't let him get away at all.

Since he couldn't get away, Wan Qingteng stopped, and then faced Tong Jiuyang.

A trace of jealousy flashed on Tong Jiuyang's face, but he didn't want to give Wan Qingteng a chance at all, he wanted to severely damage Wan Qingteng in the shortest possible time, even if it was to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.

With a loud bang, the two of them pressed against each other's palms, and a fierce palm force shot out from the two of them.

At the moment of fighting, Wan Qingteng's body shook suddenly. Although his internal strength was deeper than Tong Jiuyang's, the fierce palm power that came from Tong Jiuyang's palms now instantly defeated his 'Immortal Changchun True Qi'.

Finding that his palm strength had defeated Wan Qingteng's palm power, Tong Jiuyang was even more crazy to urge his palm strength, and the palm power poured into Wan Qingteng's palms, and then rampage around along the meridians on his arms.

Wan Qingteng's face showed a hint of hideousness, and the sharp pain from his palms made his face distort slightly.

However, he only heard Wan Qingteng shouting, and his arms shook violently, shaking Tong Jiuyang away.

However, when he shook Tong Jiuyang away. Wan Qingteng's body quickly took three steps back, and with each step back, Wan Qingteng spurted out a mouthful of blood.

When he took three steps back and stopped, he saw that Wan Qingteng's face was a little pale, and he couldn't help but spit out several mouthfuls of blood in a row.

Tong Jiuyang was happy in his heart, although he had consumed a lot of internal strength in the fight just now, Wan Qingteng's resistance made his chest churn with blood and blood, and he was also injured. However, compared to Wan Qingteng, his injury was very slight.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him. Tong Jiuyang would not show mercy at this time.

Now that Wan Qingteng is seriously injured, this is an excellent opportunity for himself.

Tong Jiuyang didn't breathe, and he didn't want to give Wan Qingteng a chance to breathe, so his figure moved. rushed to Wan Qingteng again.

After Wan Qingteng vomited several mouthfuls of blood in a row, his face was a little ugly, but when Tong Jiuyang rushed in front of him, the look in his eyes did not change in the slightest. It's still extremely powerful.

"Hey!" Wan Qingteng sneered, "You can't help but think too simply. ”

As soon as the words fell, the aura on Wan Qingteng's body quickly skyrocketed. The weak aura that had vomited blood from the serious injury just now disappeared in an instant, and it returned to its previous appearance.

Although Tong Jiuyang was a little surprised in his heart, this was also his expectation, after all, Wan Qingteng had lived for so many years, how could he not have a backhand.

However, Wan Qingteng's aura remained completely unchanged, which made Tong Jiuyang feel that the chances of winning were one more point, because Wan Qingteng was probably using some kind of forbidden method, otherwise his skill would not be able to recover.

After the two quickly exchanged dozens of moves, they opened up their opponents' moves, which were purely a competition of skill and a consumption of internal strength.

Wan Qingteng's performance, it was completely impossible to see that he was seriously injured, and in the face of Tong Jiuyang, who had the same huge aura, he did not flinch at all.

"So arrogant!" Tong Jiuyang was secretly frightened in his heart.

Although Tong Jiuyang very much hopes that Wan Qingteng can fight with him head-on, after all, his exercises are just to the yang, and a head-to-head fight can make him play his greatest strength, but Wan Qingteng is not a stupid person, such an old guy is naturally extremely experienced, and he will not fight with him head-on.

But now, Wan Qingteng didn't look like he stopped at all, and he was completely in a posture of exchanging injuries for injuries.

Tong Jiuyang knew that the 'Eternal Immortal Changchun Gong' had a miraculous healing effect, but it was obviously unrealistic to recover quickly with an injury like this.

"Is it forbidden, I'll see how long you can hold on!" Tong Jiuyang shouted.

"How long, naturally, when you die!" Wan Qingteng sneered, and then slammed Tong Jiuyang's palm away with a punch, and then slammed into Tong Jiuyang's chest.

Tong Jiuyang didn't expect Wan Qingteng to ignore his injuries so much, but he also accompanied him to the end.

Tong Jiuyang completely ignored Wan Qingteng's punch, and took a step forward under his feet, his body was slightly to the side, avoiding the punch in the front, but the strong punch of this punch still made Tong Jiuyang's chest hurt, and the punch hurt the meridians in his chest.

Of course, while Tong Jiuyang was traumatized, he naturally gained something. His palm slammed into Wan Qingteng's chest.

Wan Qingteng screamed miserably, and his body was knocked out by Tong Jiuyang with a 'bang'.

When a blood mist sprinkled from Wan Qingteng's mouth, his body twisted suddenly, several volleys, and quickly retreated. When he landed on the ground, he couldn't stand still, and took five steps back before he staggered to his feet.

Wan Qingteng's face was extremely pale, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and his breath had become a little messy, obviously this time the injury was more serious than before.

Tong Jiuyang's breathing was also a little short, and his chest was attacked by Wan Qingteng's fist just now, which caused many of his meridians to be traumatized.

However, when he saw Wan Qingteng's appearance, his eyes revealed ruthlessness, he needed to make a move, at this time Wan Qingteng was already very weak and couldn't give him any chance.

After all, Wan Qingteng is an old guy who has lived for so many years, who knows what other tricks he has, don't be careless.

"Wan Qingteng, what other moves do you have, if you don't use them, then you won't have a chance. Tong Jiuyang laughed, ignoring the chest injury, and killed Wan Qingteng.

Wan Qingteng smiled coldly, and with his grin, his originally extremely pale face instantly regained its blood color, and his previous unstable breath also calmed down, and it seemed that he was not injured at all. (To be continued......)