Otherwise, they will die at the hands of the lama's head.

The lama's head did not give Xiao Yang a chance to breathe, so he rushed forward, raised his knee and hit Xiao Yang's lower abdomen.

Xiao Yang flew out of the air and fell heavily to the ground.

The spiritual energy in the body gathered in Xiao Yang's lower abdomen, and the violent impact of the lama's head made the condensed breath dissolve and flow along the meridians in Xiao Yang's body. An unprecedented feeling wrapped around Xiao Yang's whole body. Remember to provide you with wonderful novel reading on the mobile phone for one second.

The true qi seemed to contain infinite power, injecting that power into every inch of Xiao Yang's skin.

This...what is going on?

Xiao Yang was drowsy after suffering heavy blows one after another, but he could still feel such a subtle feeling. He used to think that the spiritual energy in his body could cure other people's illnesses, and never found such a wonderful use.

The lama also noticed the strangeness of Xiao Yang's body and was stunned. He was afraid that things would change and did not dare to relax. He immediately walked forward and raised his feet high, aiming at Xiao Yang's face.

As long as you step on this foot, Xiao Yang will undoubtedly die and there is no possibility of survival!

"Boss Xiao, go to die!"

As the lama said the words, his feet had accumulated strength, and the whirring foot wind rushed towards Xiao Yang's face. All the moonlight in front of him was blocked by his feet, but his body had no reaction at such a moment of life and death...

Just as the lama's head and feet were approaching Xiao Yang's face infinitely, the muscles in Xiao Yang's body suddenly contracted, as if they had infinite power in an instant.

His hands slapped the ground and rolled.

bump!

The lama's head fell on the ground, trampling the concrete ground into a deep pit several centimeters.

If this kick was stepped on Xiao Yang's face, he would undoubtedly die.

"how so?"

The lama opened his head and looked at the sudden scene in front of him in disbelief.

He was already extremely sure that Xiao Yang would die.

"Today is your death!"

Xiao Yang's eyes were as cold as two pieces of ice. His words were like the final verdict of the God of Death. It seemed that suddenly, the air around him condensed into solid form, slapped towards the Lama's head like a storm of waves.

The lama kept shaking his head, still looking incredible. He tried Xiao Yang's skills. He was just an ordinary person. He could never be that kind of person. Could it be...an ancient martial artist!?

However, the strong wave of spiritual energy rolling on Xiao Yang's body in front of him made him unable to deny this.

He now felt as weak as an ant in front of Xiao Yang.

He realized that something was wrong and was about to escape with his foot, but a big hand was behind him and he grabbed his neck and lifted it up.

The lama's head and feet left the ground, and his body seemed to be lengthened. He swung his legs and swung his limbs randomly, but he could not break free.

Xiao Yang's hand exerted a sudden force, and with a "click", the head of the lama's head and torso separated, and only a thin layer of flesh was connected.

Seeing this scene in front of him, the cold sweat on his forehead was like pouring rain, flowing downwards. He didn't care about Bai Ruxu anymore, and left Bai Ruxu, and disappeared without a trace in just one suck.

In the lobby of the Fang family, Ning Qian was drinking tea comfortably.

His subordinates had reported the news that Bai Ruxu had appeared, and he sent two followers, Lamatou and Hangua. With Bai Ruxu's ability, he was definitely not a match for Lamatou.
Chapter completed!