Just one million, I want to buy a 10 billion stake. Ye Bingshan really dares to think about it?!

What Tang Long couldn't accept the most was that Ye Bingshan actually forced Xia Bingyao to kneel down!

A playboy, a person who was abused as a dog, dared to be so rampant!

Let me ask, how could Tang Long bear it?!

If a dragon has reverse scales, it will die if it touches it!

When Ye Bingshan came to Donghai to find fault before, Tang Long did not kill Xia Bingyao.

But today, even if the King of Hell comes, Tang Long will kill Ye Bingshan.

As the chief instructor of the White Tiger Sect, Tang Long naturally had the obligation to destroy this group of terrorists.

"Xia Bingyao, kneel down quickly. If you refuse to kneel down, your good friend will go to see the King of Hell!" Ye Bingshan glared at Tang Long and said with a provocative look on his face.

Tang Long just lit a cigarette and said with a murderous look on his face: "Ye Bingshan, Ye Bingshan, you are really seeking death. It seems that only by killing you can you shock the sluts in the Ye family!"

"You...how did you know that I am Ye Bingshan?!" Ye Bingshan said with a look of horror.

Not to mention Ye Bingshan, even Feng Ping was shocked.

You know, Ye Bingshan was wearing a mask, and his deliberate disguise, it would be impossible for him to recognize him if he was not an acquaintance.

puff.

After spitting out a mouthful of cigarettes, Tang Long pointed at Feng Ping's nose and shouted: "Let her go!"

"Why?!" Feng Ping felt ridiculous, with a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

"I dare to ask why?!"

Tang Long bit his teeth and shouted: "Do you know that you have committed a heinous crime? I dare to kill Yan Shikun, so of course I dare to kill you too!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully activating the spider gene LV2. After activation, it can spit silk like a spider-man, and the spider-silk is extremely tough."

After activating the spider gene symbol LV2, Tang Long reached out and grabbed it, and a ball of spider silk ejected out, instantly entangling Feng Ping's right leg.

Suddenly, Tang Long pulled suddenly and saw Feng Ping leaning back and falling heavily to the ground.

Instinctively, Feng Ping let go of Ye Wenrou's neck, then slapped his right palm on the floor, and a loud bang came out, and the red carpet was split.

With the help of the rebound of the ground, the sealed and rotated, and finally landed steadily on the ground.

As for Ye Wenrou, she was caught by Tang Long with the dragon-capturing hand.

"This... what kind of martial arts is this?! How could it be so weird?!" Looking at Ye Wenrou who was suddenly sucked away by Tang Long, Ye Bingshan stood up with a trembling face.

Extracting objects from afar?!

Is this a dragon-capturing hand?!

As the chief instructor of Xuanwu Sect, Feng Ping is naturally knowledgeable.

Moreover, Xuanwu Gate has a method of cultivating dragon hands. Unfortunately, no one has been able to practice it since the establishment of Xuanwu Gate.

At this time, Feng Ping felt pity for Tang Long.

Thinking of this, Feng Ping pointed at Tang Long's nose and shouted: "Boy, for your good potential, I can accept you as my disciple. The future achievements are limitless!"

"Hmph, it's so ridiculous. You, a dying person, dare to be so arrogant?!" After putting down Ye Wenrou, Tang Long flew up again and grabbed Feng Ping's neck.

KAKA.

Feng Ping moved his neck and said angrily: "Tang Long, Tang Long, you are really ungrateful. Since that's the case, I will destroy your martial arts!"

"Hmph, you deserve it!" Tang Long was furious and waved his palm to slap Feng Ping in the face.

Feng Ping also looked solemn and waved his claws to grab Tang Long.

Bang!

Suddenly, Feng Ping flashed sideways and reached out to grab Tang Long's right wrist.

"Haha, Tang Long is dead. Feng Ping must have wanted to use the big monster-hitting player in Baguazhang!" Seeing this, Ye Bingshan couldn't help but say excitedly.

As long as you practice martial arts, most people have heard this sentence.

The Bagua is like pushing the mill, Tai Chi is like sucking fish, and Xingyi is like catching shrimp.

As the name suggests, the practice method of Baguazhang is like the grinding posture, also known as the grinding door.

It was not until Dong Haichuan's later years that it was officially named "Baguazhang".

When practicing Baguazhang, most people are accustomed to turning the stone millstone quickly with their palms.

Sometimes if you turn too hard, you can instantly tear off the wooden shaft on the stone millstone, thereby shaking off the stone millstone.

The energy that is cultivated in this way is the most strong and yang, which is the yang energy in Baguazhang.

In addition to the yang force, Baguazhang also has yin force.

Compared with Yang Jin, Yin Jin is more difficult to practice.

Only when the Yin and Yang forces are all practiced can one truly become Baguazhang.

Feng Ping only practiced the Yang Jin in Baguazhang.

As for the big monster-hitting player, it is just a way of using force in Baguazhang, which can instantly shake the opponent to death, and is extremely fierce.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant in the next life!" Suddenly, Feng Ping shouted violently and tried hard to throw Tang Long out.

Unfortunately, Tang Long turned his right hand and easily shook Feng Ping.

A small amount of effort?!

This is the silk-wrapped force in Tai Chi?!

Before Feng Ping could finish his speech, Tang Long punched Feng Ping in the chest. Feng Ping raised his head and flew backwards. He suddenly felt a fever in his throat, as if he had been hit with internal blood.

After this punch, Feng Ping felt that his entire internal organs were misplaced.

"What? He knocked Feng Ping away with one punch?!"

"This...how is this possible?"

Looking at Feng Ping who was vomiting blood and flew backwards, Ye Bingshan's face became extremely ferocious.

Brush brush.

Almost at the same time, the bodyguards in black pulled their guns together and stood in front of Ye Bingshan.

After all, he is also the chief instructor of Xuanwu Sect and has rich combat experience.

When he was about to hit the wall behind him, Feng Ping rotated and kicked his feet on the wall, and his whole body rushed towards Tang Long again.

"Vajra Fist!" Feng Ping shouted angrily, and smashed Tang Long's chest with both fists.

Bang!

After a muffled sound, Feng Ping was directly beaten away by Tang Long with his bamboo leaf hand.

Immediately afterwards, two sounds of "Crazi, Crazi" were heard, and the iron gloves that Feng Ping wore were torn apart by the fierce energy and flew to both sides by himself.

"You dare to force my woman to kneel down and apologize. You should beat me!"

Bang, a muffled sound came out, Feng Ping was hit hard with a palm on his left chest and flew backwards five meters away.

"How dare you despise me, Tang Long, you should fight!"

Bang, with another palm slapped Feng Ping, and he was knocked away five meters away again, vomiting blood from his mouth.

"You dare to show off in front of me, it's time to fight!"

Bang bang, and slapped two consecutive palms, the ribs on Feng Ping's chest were completely shattered, and the flesh on his face began to tremble violently, and he kept tilting his head and vomiting blood.

Bang!

The last punch fell, and Feng Ping was directly hit into the glass window around the ground, and his whole body was embedded inside, and blood was flowing everywhere.

"Don't... stop hitting again. If you continue to hit, I... I will die." Feng Ping said with a look of horror as he spitted blood.

Tang Long just grabbed Feng Ping's neck and pushed him hard, pushing him directly outside the window, and broken glass splashed everywhere.

"ah!"

Looking at the dense car shadows under his feet, Feng Ping shouted in horror: "Save... Help, Ye... Mr. Ye, hurry up... save me!"
Chapter completed!