In the eyes of the Qianshou Old Demon, Wang Dachun was already a dead person.

Wang Dachun sneered, "Old guy, the person who has buried the soil at the base of his neck is still coming out to compete with us young people. I advise you to go back and retire quickly and not to waste your life in vain."

The Qian-Handed Old Demon's face turned gloomy and he grinned, "Boy, it seems that you don't know how to respect the old man. Since that's the case, I will teach you a lesson for your parents."

The Qian-handed Old Demon said, and his body shook in front of Wang Dachun. He spread his index finger and middle finger with his right hand, and a black tiger penetrated his heart directly into Wang Dachun's heart.

This move was fast and ruthless. If he poked it, his body would be poked two holes and his heart would be ruptured.

The Thousand-Handed Old Demon has indeed drawn out the hearts of many people with this move of Black Tiger and killed many people. He has made a killer move, which shows that the Old Demon is indeed cruel and ruthless.

Wang Dachun was prepared for a long time, and with his left hand, he blocked the Qianshou Old Demon's arm.

“Huh?”

The Qianshou Old Demon was shocked because his arm was numb. The so-called expert knew if there was any, and he did not dare to underestimate Wang Dachun again.

Wang Dachun then slashed out with his palm, and Bagua Zhang - the wild geese came out of the group.

The two of them started fighting back and forth.

As for Wang Menghu, Li Heihu and others, they stopped to watch the battle, and the fight between Wang Dachun and the Qian-Handed Old Demon was the key.

Wang Menghu smiled grimly. He believed that Wang Dachun would be killed by the Thousand-Handed Old Demon soon.

The Qian-Handed Old Demon and Wang Dachun fought for several rounds without gaining the least advantage. Instead, they were pressed and beaten by him. They couldn't help but be anxious. The fist wind changed and they shot Wing Chun.

Wing Chun’s fist mainly relies on two hands, which are fast and have many tricks. It looks like there are many hands. The nickname of Thousand-Handed Old Demon is obtained from this.

When defending Wing Chun, it is not airtight and does not leak water. When attacking, it is like mercury pouring into the ground, and it enters when it is empty.

The Thousand-Handed Old Demon attacked Wang Dachun with his hands like a butterfly, which made him a little busy for a while.

"Wingchun Fist, good fist!" Wang Dachun couldn't help but exclaim. This Wingchun Fist can attack and retreat or defend. Both hands are responsible for attack and one hand, and the other hand is responsible for defense. The two hands can also be flexibly converted, which is dazzling.

No matter how Wang Dachun changes his position, the Qian-Handed Old Demon's hands are always at his mid-line position.

As the saying goes, beating people at Baji is like hanging paintings, and Wing Chun is hard to prevent people and ghosts.

However, the Qianjie Old Demon met Wang Dachun who had the Purple Extreme Demon Eyes and met his nemesis. Under the observation of the Purple Extreme Demon Eyes, his movements seemed to have slowed down a little.

In addition, Wang Dachun's power is much stronger than the Thousand-Handed Old Demon.

According to the division of "Changchun Jue", martial arts can be divided into three stages: Mingjin, darkjin and Huajin.

Now in this world, most warriors are in the stage of Mingjin. For example, the Changchun Art practiced by Wang Dachun is very unique. As soon as he gets started, it is darkjin, that is, true qi is cultivated in the dantian.

He broke through once a while ago and reached the mid-stage of the hidden power. He used to not understand martial arts. Since he learned Baguazhang and Bajiquan, he can now be considered a master.

There should be very few dark energy masters in the world now, and Wang Dachun has not met anyone yet.

As for the cultivation of the spirit, it is the cultivation level of the master. Even in modern times when martial arts was at its peak, not many people in China could achieve it, and it is probably even rarer now.

This Thousand-Handed Old Demon has a martial arts cultivation of just reaching the late Mingjin stage, and is at the same level as Zhou Zongnan, and the gap with Wang Dachun is not a small part.

The reason why Wang Dachun has been slow to defeat him is to have a good experience of Wing Chun. If he can learn something secretly, it would be better.

The kung fu of Wing Chun is mostly concentrated on the hands, which can be roughly divided into Wing Chun thirteen hands: asking for directions, clapping hands, spreading hands, and sling hands,

Circle hands, lay hands, grid hands, mark hands, handle, kill neck hands, farming hands, tie hands, and breaking hands.

The Thousand-Handed Old Demon's Wing Chun punch was really good. With him as the center, it seemed that there were arms around his body.

Wang Menghu's men shouted:

"Haha, Senior Qianshou is so amazing, that kid will not do it right away."

"Yes, I can't see that a minute the kid will be beaten to pieces and become a rotten meat pocket."

Li Heihu's expression became solemn. If something happened to Wang Dachun and the old demon Qianjie turned around to deal with him, who could stop him?

He is now in a difficult situation to overcome the treasure king.

The villagers were even more worried about Wang Dachun's safety, and everyone secretly cheered him up. Wang Dachun is the hope of the whole village, but there must be no accident!

However, what everyone did not expect was that no matter how fiercely the Qian-Handed Old Demon attacked, Wang Dachun had nothing to do.

"Damn it! It's so damn." The Qian-Handed Old Demon became more and more frightened. He had already used all his strength to feed himself. Unexpectedly, he couldn't do anything to Wang Dachun. This kid was too evil.

"The Qian-Handed Old Demon, seeing how happy you danced just now, I thought you were very powerful, but I didn't expect that there was only one trick!"

"Wing Chun is very powerful, but you have ruined it."

"If you only have this little trick, I think it will be over soon."

While resisting the attack of the Qianhanded Old Demon, Wang Dachun spoke up and mocked him. He wanted to see if the Qianhanded Old Demon had any other means.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" The Qianshou Old Demon was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and accelerated the attack again.

A terrifying aura suddenly burst out from Wang Dachun's body, "It's over!"

As if he was destroyed and destroyed, his palm was printed on the chest of the Thousand-Handed Old Demon.

Bang!

The Qian-Handed Old Demon squirted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards five or six meters away, and another mouthful of blood was sprayed out.

He was really seriously injured this time and even if he doesn't die, he will lose his skin.

"Senior Thousand Hands!" Wang Menghu was shocked and hurried up to support him.

"Go away! This person's strength is unfathomable. Don't mess with him in the future." After the Qianshou Old Man said, his neck tilted, and he didn't know whether it was life or death.

"Senior Thousand Hands!" Wang Menghu's expression changed drastically, as if he had lost his backbone.

"Come on, please send Senior Qianshou to heal your wounds!" Wang Menghu turned his head and gritted his teeth and stared at Wang Dachun, "Boy, you are too cruel to take action!"

Wang Dachun laughed, "Wang Menghu, you are so hypocritical. Your Black Dragon will take action much more ruthless than me. Less nonsense, remove this wharf immediately. If you see what management fee you Black Dragon will charge here again in the future, I will go to the door and demolish the headquarters of your Black Dragon Club!"

Wang Menghu glanced at Wang Dachun deeply and gritted his teeth and said, "You are cruel!"

After saying that, he waved his hand to his subordinates, "Removing everything, and not wanting anything."
Chapter completed!