Just Let Me Die

Chapter 11: The Power of the Twenty Tigers

Boo!

In the blink of an eye, this young man in black attacked again, and the sword was like a dragon, seemingly blocking all the retreats up and down the ancient abyss, and the sword was bright.

As if every sword had come out, it would kill people.

Once careless, they are instantly punched through the body and killed instantly.

“Kind of funny. ”

Koyuen's eyes revealed a glimmer of fine light.

It is true that it is the disciple of the Sha Dynasty Sect. The exquisite sword technique of the other party is only seen in his life. There is definitely a tremendous inheritance. Otherwise, a sword technique will not be used to this extent.

It can be said that such swordsmanship is not the kind of halfway out of home, there are street games and other things that can be done.

But even so, he didn't have the slightest fear, and instead he was so excited that maybe this guy could really kill himself.

Boom ~ ~

In an instant, Ancient Yuan stepped forward, this time he could not escape, like a Gestapo, with a fierce momentum, seemingly devouring all beings.

He just punched at the other sword, his fist colliding with the tip of the sword, and both moments of energy seemed to erupt completely.

“Stupid bastard, how dare you hit my sword with your own fist, isn't that what you're looking for? See how I scrapped your hand. Wait, what's going on? How could this guy be so powerful? ”

The young man in black had a pale face, and he intended to pierce the fist of the ancient abyss with one sword, but he soon discovered that he had burst out of the boy's fist as irresistible as a flood.

Normally, only nine bulls and two tigers have the strength of a successful martial artist, which is already remarkable, and when promoted to the skin-refinery, the strength of the martial artist will more than double.

But this kid is unusual, seems to have natural powers, more powerful than the unusual Qi and blood fighters, even ordinary skin-refining fighters are not necessarily comparable.

This happens because of the perverted resilience of the ancient roots, and every time he is injured, his strength is strong.

Countless injuries, countless healing, have long quenched the body of the ancient abyss to the point of a monster, and his strength far exceeds that of his fellow samurai.

If you have to measure it in numbers, I'm afraid he has at least twenty tigers, which is like the power of twenty tigers superimposed on the ancient abyss, and you can imagine the ferocity of his power.

“Damn it! ”

The young man in black looked a lot different, and when he sensed the boy's fist hit his sword, although his sword did pierce each other's skin and bleed out, it was not fatal.

And the horrible fist from the boy's fist, through the sword, directly shook his tiger mouth numb, almost unable to hold the three-foot green peak in his hand.

But this is just the beginning, Guyuan is impotent, another punch, like a tiger.

Boom!

The punch was heavily bombarded on the chest of a young man in black. The punch was horrible, superimposed with the power of twenty tigers, even if he was promoted to the skin-refining realm, skinned like a vajra, but it was hard to resist.

Puffing, he couldn't bear such a stiff force. The corners of his mouth had to infiltrate a little blood, while all five dirty hearts boiled at this moment.

“Bastard! ”

At this moment, the young man in black was angry and furious. He held the long sword in his hand and stabbed the past with one sword towards the ancient abyss. He was fierce and spicy and rapidly thunderous.

But Ancient Yuan smiled and couldn't help but greet him directly.

With a bang, the sword actually pierced the abdomen of the ancient abyss, and the blood drained.

“Are you, are you crazy? ”

When he saw this scene, all the young men in black fell asleep. To be honest, he didn't think he could stab each other with this sword, but he didn't dodge it and ran directly into him, as if he had intentionally hit him with this sword.

This behavior is simply a search for death!

“Damn it! ”

The young man in black suddenly changed his face because he found that his sword had fallen into the body of the ancient abyss, and he could not pull it out at this moment.

Eighty percent of his kung fu is on the sword, and losing this sword is equivalent to destroying 80 percent of his fighting power.

And at this moment, he was so close to the ancient abyss that there was no way to escape.

Boom!

The next second, Guyuan punched and bombarded, like a tiger coming out of a hole, directly over the body of this young man in black, and the horrible moments erupted.

“Crazy, you're crazy! ”

At this moment, the young man in black kind of understood that the boy intentionally had a sword of his own, in order to abolish his sword kung fu.

But if you make a slight mistake, you will probably be stabbed to death with your own sword, and if you are not a lunatic, you would never have done such a search for death.

Though he is also a Demon Gate man, he has never seen such a desperate maniac.

At this time, he finally felt the fear pouring from the bottom of his heart. After all, he was a promising brother, where could he die and end up with this hillbilly.

Then he tried to escape.

But it's too late.

Knock, knock!!!

In an instant, the fists of the ancient abyss were bombarded like raindrops, and each fist came like twenty tigers, as if a huge rock had been blown up.

“Ahhh!!! ”

“Stop, stop, stop. ”

“I am a demon disciple, dare you kill me! Believe it or not, destroy your whole family! ”

“No, no, no. Forgive me. Forgive me. Forgive me...”

“No, don't kill me, don't kill me...”

The young man in black shouted a terrible scream, he was simply powerless, and the entire population was bombarded over the earth, instantly shocked out a huge pit.

One punch, one punch, one punch...

And at first, he was very hard, trying to deter the hillbilly in his own way, but soon he realized it didn't work because the kid was crazy.

How can he threaten each other if he doesn't want his own life?! The so-called Magic Gate, the so-called great power, is nothing to threaten the desperate madman.

So he wanted to beg for forgiveness and hope that the other person would forgive him for a small life, but obviously that didn't help either.

Boom ~ ~

As the last punch came up, the young man in black could no longer bear it, and his entire chest was completely smashed open, like a watermelon.

The entire earth could not withstand such momentum, and was shocked by a deep pit several metres in size, splattered with earth, cracks in the earth, and cracks in dense numbness.

“Well, it took 27 punches to die?! ”

Only then did Guyuan discover that the demon disciple had been beaten to death by himself.