Chapter 1008 (1/2)

Yan Tong looked at the broken hand on the ground for two seconds, blinked, and then looked at his wrist

Isn't this my hand? What's going on?

There was a buzz in his head, and his eyes were in doubt.

Is it really my hand? Did not feel pain at all, also did not have blood to flow out, appeared hallucination?

He bent down to pick up the broken hand and measured it on his wrist.

The fracture is completely consistent, not bad, like a cut wax arm, the fracture is flat and smooth.

At this time, the blood just spurted out from the fracture.

Unable to prevent, he was drenched all over his body, and most of them were drenched on his face, which was particularly ferocious.

Hiss!

Yan Tong gritted his teeth and took a breath of cool air. The pain in his heart instantly attacked all the nerves.

He quickly sealed the acupoints to stop bleeding for himself, and took pills to stop the pain.

Other silver hall killers eyes shrink, Shua look at Zhang Xing.

At this time, they no longer understand that it was this young man who cut off Yan Tong's hand, and he would have lived hundreds of years in vain.

The Lord of Fengzhong hall and the deputy leader of Yuli hall have a different look. Even they don't see how the young man makes a move.

This is not like a subordinate disciple's style, clearly is the master of life and death.

No! Even more domineering than the hall master.

Maybe they are all wrong. This boy is not the disciple's, but if we say it's the elder generation, other people don't know it. This is special!

They are confused, too.