Because Li Shitong's mother was trying hard to reach Wang Lang, she didn't notice how the person next to her came. She was stunned for a moment and found that the old hats next to her were basically staring at Wang Lang, who was facing a great enemy.

Wang Lang protected Li Shitong behind him and stared at the ghost hand in front of him.

"senior."

"Senior? Tongtong, open your eyes wide and look at it. This is a typical liar in the world." Li Shitong's mother pointed at the ghost hand.

Wang Lang thought in his heart that something was wrong.

As expected.

The ghost hand waved Li Shitong's mother with a punch, which was extremely fast. Only Wang Lang looked at it roughly. The others didn't see clearly what was going on. Li Shitong's mother fell backwards with blood in her mouth.

"Second Aunt!" Li Shiwan supported Li Shitong's mother.

"Mom!" Li Shitong rushed over to help her mother.

"It's so noisy." Ghost Hand whispered.

"Senior, this is your personal grudge. Don't touch others." Wang Lang stared and waved.

The ghost hand stared straight at Wang Lang, "Creation Pill."

"The pill is not here with me." Wang Lang answered truthfully.

"Where?" asked the ghost hand.

"In September, I will give you the elixir in Fengtian Mountain." Wang Lang said.

The ghost hand stared at Wang Lang, "Just now."

Wang Lang tried hard to clean his ears, "Then I can only make a trick for you to make it happen."

The ghost hand did not move, but he stared at Wang Lang straight, "Will you give it?"

"For the Tianshan Mountain, we must serve the Creation Pill." Wang Lang stared at the ghost hand.

Li Shitong's mother struggled to stand up. The few people next to her couldn't stop her. Li Shitong's mother roared and rushed towards the ghost hand.

The ghost hand is not a bird at all. When Li Shitong's mother rushed over, the ghost hand raised her hand in an instant.

Wang Lang shook his hand and threw out a black card. He originally went to Li Shitong's mother's arm and circled it around and caught the black card with a wide sleeve. He swung his arm and the black card returned the same way, faster than the speed of flying past.

While dodging the black card sideways, Wang Lang threw out a black card and pulled back the previous black card with a spin.

The ghost hand god arrived in front of Wang Lang without knowing it, and his slender fingers gathered together into a hand knife and poked at the third rib down Wang Lang's heart's mouth.

Wang Lang crossed his arms and clamped the palm of the ghost hand, but the hand slipped and stuck a piece forward, and the middle finger pointed to the middle of my Wang Lang's ribs.

The ghost hand stopped, and the speed was extremely fast. Wang Lang couldn't hold it at all. His arms were so painful that the pain in his chest was first a dot, and then it spread out, spreading towards his entire chest. It seemed that the bone marrow was hurting.

He didn't give Wang Lang a chance to breathe at all, and the ghost hand poked out his palm again, this time he clenched his fist and smashed it towards the place where Wang Lang had just been clicked.

Wang Lang also swung a punch, but the ghost hand was doing something to hit the east and west. Wang Lang only felt a flash in front of his eyes and a punch on his chin.

Anyone who has fought knows what it means to get a punch on his chin, and his whole mind will be empty.

The index finger and middle finger of the ghost hand were put together, and pointed it between the third and fourth ribs under Wang Langxin's mouth, and it was still the same as before.

If you don’t know how to do it, sometimes there will be disputes and fights. If you accidentally hit the dead hole, you can kill someone. What’s more, a master like Ghost Hand, if you can kill you for a while, you can make you die or die.

Wang Lang blocked his arm instinct and pointed his fingers on Wang Lang's arm. A red dot immediately appeared on his arm, and the red dot turned blue and then instantly turned purple. The piece soon became swollen.

He tried hard to shake his head and woke up, and one of the ghost hands came up again.

Wang Lang jumped back and understood very well that the two were equally strong, but the Ghost Hand was several times faster than Wang Lang and could not beat the Ghost Hand at all. Moreover, Ghost Hand's arm was longer than Wang Lang's arm, so he would definitely suffer a loss when he fought, so Wang Lang had to use his legs.

When the waist twists, the legs are sweeping.

The ghost hand twisted a strange look and avoided Wang Lang's legs. At the same time, he poked out a hand. If the horoscope maggots were following Wang Lang's legs, they would reach the patella position and press backhand and forcefully, Wang Lang jumped up, his leg bent and his knee hit the ghost hand's face.

When he was about to hit the ghost hand, the ghost hand raised his hand, pressed his palm on Wang Lang's knee, arched the back of his hand, and then clenched it downward.

Hidden power.

Wang Lang's passive divine dragon ninth level of force is dark force, and Wang Lang's current dark force can be stacked with seven layers at once. The effect of dark force hitting people is even more serious. One layer of dark force hitting people is equivalent to hitting two strokes, and the seventh level is equivalent to one punch and eight punches.

The ghost hand took a step back, put his other hand on it, pushed his hands into the sky, and Wang Lang flew backwards.

He raised his hand to look at his slightly trembling palm, and the ghost hand looked at Wang Lang again.

Wang Lang turned over and fell steadily on the light at the entrance of the hotel, and then jumped up again, flipped in the air, and slashed down in the air with one leg.

Ghost Hands became smarter and jumped back when Wang Lang fell down.

With a snap.

Wang Lang stepped on the ground, and the tiled floor was broken at that time.

"Damn it!" Li Shiwan stared at Wang Lang and said something swearing.

Li Shitong also stared at her eyes. This was the first time she saw Wang Lang take action. It was simply unreasonable. Wang Lang's image in Li Shitong's heart was already so tall that it was inflated. Li Shitong's mother was stunned and didn't even bother to have the blood in her mouth.

mmmp, glad that Wang Lang had a very tough temper just now, otherwise just this kick would have knocked her away.

After Wang Lang landed, he jumped on the spot and rushed towards the ghost hand. The ghost hand also jumped towards Wang Lang. The two began to fight in mid-air, but the inertia of flying upwards was still there. Everything he saw was that the two of them flew up and flew upwards. When they reached the peak, they landed and fought.

A very simple batch.

After landing, Wang Lang shook his leg and made a whip. Finally, he fucked the ghost hand and threw it on his face. Before the ghost hand flew out, he was a monkey stealing peaches with one hand.

Wang Lang still remembers this hand very vividly. Not long ago, Thousand-Handed Rakshasa Rakshasa was here for Wang Lang, and history is always surprisingly similar.

The crotch of my pants was broken at that time, and the chicken was so painful that it was not my own. It felt like it was sprinkled with chili oil on the chicken, so it was as if it was about to become an immortal.

Wang Lang clamped his crotch and kept rolling his eyes in pain, "foolish Bichi! fuckyourgrandmother!"

The ghost hand didn't understand, but he knew it was definitely not a good thing. His chin was kicked in a crooked manner, so he reached out to straighten his hand and rushed towards Wang Lang.

It was impossible to beat him, Wang Langxin made a fuss and jumped toward him.

The mall is just five floors, and the middle is empty, you can see the first floor from here.

Wang Lang jumped without thinking about it, and the ghost hand followed closely behind.

"Wang Lang!" Li Shitong shouted and rushed over, climbed onto the railing and looked down.
Chapter completed!