Old Song was shocked and felt something was wrong. His suppression was a little weaker.

At this moment, Du Yong shouted wildly and punched him out from the air.

Pure cold and powerful earth-breaking fist!

The blue light surged.

The fist strength was like a pointed cone, and it simply and neatly opened Lao Song's circle of true energy and hit his face.

Old Song was caught off guard. He didn't understand why Du Yong could use this biting true energy, nor did he understand why Du Yong's fist strength was so fierce, not like the injured person at all.

Bang!

Although Lao Song tried hard to retreat quickly, he was still hit on his face by the force of fists. He felt the sky and the cold air quickly spread throughout his body, like falling into an ice cellar.

Du Yong used the cloud-piercing step, bullied himself, and swept his body and swept it around Lao Song's waist.

At this time, Old Song was dissolving the cold force that had entered his body and could not block it. He had to withdraw and retreat. Unfortunately, he was slower and stronger by Du Yong.

Bang!

Old Song, who was extremely strong, was swept away and fell to the ground and beaten several times, in a mess.

Old Song suppressed the anger in his heart, and suddenly lifted his true energy while rolling. He suddenly jumped up, crossed his hands, holding Du Yong's right foot that was kicking him again.

The energy and energy are fighting.

Both of them were shocked and took more than ten steps back.

Old Song squirted out a mouthful of blood, stood firm, wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth, and laughed: "It turns out that not only your internal injuries have healed, but your skills are also better than before. Mr. Song has to say "Person" today."

Du Yong's right foot was numb, and he finally suppressed it, and his heart was secretly filled with great excitement.

He used all his strength to the punch and kick just now, but Lao Song just spitted a mouthful of blood and finished it, which shows that his strength was really above Yang Jin.

Old Song looked at Du Yong up and down, as if he wanted to keep him in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Since someone who entered the tower, you, Du Yong, are the first person who made me vomit blood and hurt as soon as you took action. Although it is suspected of being a skillful person, martial arts fight is all-out, so I will treat you as an opponent of the same level, so you must be careful."

Du Yong knew that the opponent's next attack would be as fierce as a storm, but he didn't care and said lightly: "I have always been very careful. But you, be careful of my coldness. I think you seem a little cold."

Old Song was indeed a little cold, because the cold energy had not been completely dispelled. He was very curious: "If you remember correctly, your Du family's tiger yang true energy should be hot, right?"

Du Yong chuckled softly and sneered: "You are still old in the world. Isn't it the truth that it's cold when you hear the extreme heat."

Old Song was stunned. He had never heard of this theory before, but he didn't care. Then he put Du Yonggan down.

"See the trick!"

Du Yong shouted loudly, quickly flashed to Lao Song's left, and took the initiative to attack again.

The fist is full of shadows and the sound is extremely terrifying.

"I have a kind!"

With Lao Song's pride, I still have to admire Du Yong's bravery.

According to his estimate, Du Yong's realm should be between the fourth and fifth levels of the seal. Although it is very good, it is only the seal realm after all. Without using any tricks, it is tantamount to attacking the masters of the tower realm without leaving any room for death.

For Lao Song, you only need to fight head-on at this time.

Thinking of this, he turned his body directly, pushed his palms out at the same time, and hit the center of the fist shadow. This was to take full advantage of his full force, and he was 100% sure to get Du Yong injured.

A smile appeared on Du Yong's lips, he retreated slanted backwards, and put his right hand into his clothes.

"This is impossible!"

Old Song's scalp was numb, and Du Yongming clearly stopped his fist while suddenly stopping, and he was able to retreat quickly without any sensation.

This is a unique skill that only the old world can master with one mind and one's own experience. Du Yong didn't even have 20 years old, so why?

Old Song had a kind of intuition, and Du Yong had his tricks next.

His intuition was correct. Du Yong took out the bronze medal from his collar and waved it casually.

Breaking the sound!

The bronze medal shot at lightning speed, and it was still the biting energy.

Old Song's pupils were dilated and there was no way to avoid them.

Snap!

The bronze plaque was inserted into Lao Song's right shoulder, and the blood was frozen as soon as it flowed out, and the whole right arm became paralyzed.

Du Yong did not miss the opportunity, so he rushed forward, lowered his right shoulder, pushed his head up to Tieshan, and pressed against Lao Song's chest.

Old Song felt that he was stabbed by a sharp iron chisel again. During the process of flying backwards, he sprayed out another mouthful of blood, and felt extremely aggrieved.

His realm was obviously stable against Du Yong, but since the fight, he had been at a disadvantage, as if Du Yong was an old bird, and he was just a young man who had just started a cottage.

The young man is terrifying!
Chapter completed!