The white-robed man felt this strong vibration from under his feet, and he guessed Zhang Chi's intention, this kid was going to step on the ice and fall into the icy river with him?

The white-robed man gave up his plan to wait in place for a preemptive strike, and he also rushed forward against Zhang Chi. The spear in his hand shook, and the snowflakes that fell on the barrel of the spear flew upwards again due to the shock.

The reason why Zhang Chi stepped on the ice with such heavy feet, the real purpose was not to step on the ice, such a cold temperature, the river was very thick, even if he tried his best, he couldn't break the ice, his real intention was to disrupt the tactical deployment of the white-robed man, once the other party changed the original tactics, it meant disrupting the original rhythm.

When the distance between the two was only ten meters, Zhang Chi suddenly made a sharp stop, his right leg swept across the ice, and the snow on the ice rose up, and swept towards the white-robed man like a wave.

The white-robed man started from miscalculating Zhang Chi's intentions, and his every move turned passive unconsciously. The sudden flood of snow didn't hurt him, but it did obstruct his vision.

The white-robed man shook his right hand, and the spear drew a circle in the air, with the tip of the spear as the center, an invisible wave of qi radiated around, and the snow scattered away like an explosion, and a white ring appeared around the spearhead, which was quite fantastical.

At the moment when the momentum of the spear slowed down, Zhang Chi rushed forward at an astonishing speed, grabbed the barrel of the spear behind the spearhead with his left hand, and smashed the middle of the barrel with his right arm with all his strength.

The spear was entirely made of metal, and it was impossible to smash it with the arm of flesh alone. However, Zhang Chi's purpose is not like this, his right arm smashed on the barrel of the gun, and quickly left, the good toughness of the barrel of the gun was violently shaken in a short period of time because of the heavy blow of the external force, and the white-robed man's right hand shook, Zhang Chi's left hand exerted force in time, and he pulled it hard, and actually snatched the spear away.

This move is a combination of fishing in troubled waters and drawing salary from the bottom of the kettle, although there is a fixed combination of thirty-six punches to break the formation, but it can also be played at will according to the actual situation, the reason why Xie Zhongjun accepted him as an apprentice was to take a fancy to his flexible mind and super adaptability.

After Zhang Chi succeeded in snatching the spear, he quickly retreated.

The white-robed man's right hand was empty, and the weapon was taken away by this goods, which was simply a great shame, and the white-robed man who was full of anger replaced the three-edged thorn in his left hand with his right hand, and ran forward, narrowing the distance between him and Zhang Chi again.

Zhang Chi laughed, with a gun in his hand, he didn't panic, the spear shook, and he stabbed straight at the white-robed man.

The white-robed man was bent on retrieving his spear, his body shook, and his left hand grasped the spear with unmistakable accuracy, as if locking the seven inches of a poisonous snake, and his right hand was raised, and the military thorn in his hand was thrown out according to Zhang Chi.

But he didn't know that his every move was calculated by Zhang Chi, Zhang Chi just raised his gun to assassinate deliberately to show flaws, he caught the mood of the white-robed man who was eager to regain the weapon, and sent the spear into the hands of the white-robed man, after the white-robed man grabbed the spear, the other party must fight with all his might, at such a distance, he will use the method of throwing three-edged thorns to force himself to give in.

Knowing that he was invincible, Zhang Chi did not retreat but advanced when the opponent threw a triangular thorn, and the triangular thorn hit the top of his forehead, making a muffled sound.

The white-robed man thought that this blow could penetrate Zhang Chi's skull, but the three-edged thorn only made a white mark on the top of Zhang Chi's forehead, and the skin of this thing was not even broken.

Zhang Chi seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and approached the white-robed man again, and his right fist hit the white-robed man's abdomen, this punch was strong, and the white-robed man was so punched by him that he bowed his body, like a large shrimp.

Zhang Chi didn't care about 3721, there were no moves and rules in hand-to-hand combat, it was completely a street scoundrel's chaotic boxing style, and now the spear was not only not helpful to the white-robed man but became a burden, he could only choose to throw away the spear and scuffle with Zhang Chi, how could there be the forced style and demeanor of the volley just now, and Zhang Chi rolled and fought on the ice, just like two street scoundrels who didn't know martial arts.

Zhang Chi's whole body bones have been tempered to the realm of solid stones, which is especially suitable for this kind of scoundrel play.

The white-robed man soon realized that he did not have an advantage in this kind of hand-to-hand combat, and his eyes glowed with blue light.

Zhang Daxian was very keen, and when he saw the blue light flashing in the other party's eyes, he realized that this thing might be discharged, so he didn't give him a chance, raised his head, and slammed his indestructible face on the door of the white-robed man.

Disheveled!

The white-robed man's face was knocked squarely, and the back of his head was slammed on the hard ice, and he was smashed by the big face of this cargo halfway through the energy accumulation, so he could only continue to hug and beat each other with this goods.

Zhang Chi became more and more courageous, and smashed his fist on the soft underbelly of the white-robed man, and suddenly felt a shock to his body, and there was a kind of dream-like feeling of comfort and transparency, and a heat was transmitted from his chest to his limbs, and then into the spine, and along the spine to the brain.

As soon as his mind was hot, his punches were like a storm, and this thing was upgraded in this kind of stalking, hand-to-hand combat, and he reached the Yipin Chasing Wind Realm, and his punches became more and more powerful, jumping up a level compared to just now.

The white-robed man became more and more powerless the more he fought, the more he fought, the more energetic this thing became, and the fists and feet had to be combined with head and face attacks, and he really wasn't afraid of anyone in this kind of hand-to-hand combat.

On the ice of the river, two white figures appeared in the wind and snow, one of them held a longbow, and the bow was aimed at the two people who were fighting on the snow, the bow was like a full moon, the tip of the arrow was slightly off, and it was aimed at the loose neck and shot over.

Zhang Chi, who was still fighting with the white-robed man, didn't realize it.

The white feather arrow broke through the wind and snow, and squeezed out a narrow gap at high speed in the snow, and when it was still five meters away from Zhang Chi, it suddenly stopped, as if it hit an invisible wall.

The feathered arrow froze in the void, unable to move forward or fall due to gravity.

An old man with a shoulder-hunched shoulder, wearing a felt hat that only showed a pair of eyes, appeared on the small bridge with his hands behind his back, and looked at the two latecomers with deep eyes through the flying snowflakes, and suddenly waved his hand, and the feathered arrow that was stuck in the air suddenly flew back backwards, and shot at the archer in a reverse direction at a speed that was nearly twice as fast as before.

The archer hurriedly raised his longbow to block the feathered arrows with the back of the bow, and the tail of the upside-down feathered arrow hit the back of the bow, shattering the white longbow inch by inch.

Zhang Chizhao gave the white-robed man another blow to the face, and the white-robed man had completely lost his ability to resist, and lay on the ice on all fours.

Mi Xiaobai, who had disappeared just now, suddenly appeared from the wind and snow, rushed to their side, and stabbed the white-robed man in the right eye with a three-edged thorn.

Zhang Chi watched Mi Xiaobai commit murder, and the three-edged thorn penetrated deeply into the skull of the white-robed man, and the white-robed man turned into a pile of ashes in front of their eyes. The last time Zhang Chi saw this scene in the grove, today because he was tracking Mi Xiaobai and saw this scene repeating itself.

The old man with the felt hat on the small bridge was still standing there, and Zhang Chi felt that the old man should be the porter Uncle Qin. He suddenly figured out the reason why Mi Xiaobai came out in the snowstorm, she should have sensed that there was an enemy coming, so she attracted the enemy here, and then Uncle Qin took action to annihilate all the enemies. I was concerned about my classmates before I followed up to see the situation, and I didn't expect to be involved in a battle again.

Zhang Chi looked at Mi Xiaobai, and Mi Xiaobai smiled at him, without the slightest guilt on his face.

The old man on the bridge didn't seem to have any intention of making a move, so he lifted his felt hat up a bit, revealing his mouth, and he actually took out a cigarette and smoked it.

The invisible air shield that blocked the feather arrow just now had disappeared at this time, and the two white-robed people drew their long knives and approached Zhang Chi and Mi Xiaobai step by step.

Mi Xiaobai whispered: "The one on the left is for you, and the one on the right is for me." ”

Zhang Chi glanced at the small bridge, the old man who suspected that Uncle Qin was still smoking on the bridge, the cigarette butts were bright and dark, it seemed that he had no intention of interfering in the affairs on the bridge.

Zhang Chi picked up the spear from the ice, and Mi Xiaobai stood beside him.

Zhang Chi nodded at Mi Xiaobai and said, "If you want to be invisible, take advantage of it." ”

Mi Xiaobai showed him a sweet smile: "You know me so well!"

The snowflakes were agitated, and she disappeared completely in front of Zhang Chi in an instant, Zhang Chi was helpless, and the spear in her hand danced.

Two white-robed men with long knives had already quickened their pace and approached him, Zhang Chi roared, and raised their spears with both hands and swept in an arc in front of him, trying to block the route of the two men's attack.

The white-robed man on the left swung his knife to hold the spear, the knives and spears collided together, and the air waves caused by the collision of two different forces lifted the snowflakes around, and the white-robed man on the right jumped up, holding up the long knife with both hands and slashing towards the top of Zhang Chi's head with the momentum of Mount Tai, these two people really cooperated tacitly.

But as soon as his body jumped in mid-air, he was shot by a feather arrow from the side, which pierced his neck directly, and the white-robed man turned into ashes in the air, scattered in the air with snowflakes.

Mi Xiaobai's figure appeared on the south bank of the river, she held a mechanical crossbow in her hand, waved her hand to Zhang Chi and said, "The rest is yours!"

The white-robed man waved his long knife, the sound of the knife was huo, and the cold light swept the snowflakes, slashing towards Zhang Chi at an astonishing speed.

Zhang Chi raised his spear and kept blocking, and when he blocked it for the third time, there was a click, and the long knife cut the spear from it. Fortunately, Zhang Chi flashed quickly, otherwise this knife would have disemboweled.

The white-robed man didn't give Zhang Chi the slightest respite, a knife was as fast as a knife, Zhang Chi had never practiced weapons in the past, but fortunately, he was quick in his eyes and hands, and he blocked left and right, although he was on the defensive, he could barely block the attack of the white-robed man.

Mi Xiaobai, who was watching the fire from the other side, still had no intention of making a move, and after shooting the white-robed person on the right, she hid in the wind and snow again.

The old man on the small bridge had not finished smoking his cigarette, and the speed of the snowflakes falling on the bridge suddenly increased, and the snowflakes falling at high speed pulled out white tracks in the dark night.

The snowflakes frantically gathered at the head of the bridge, and in a short period of time, they came together and seemed to form a huge snowball.

The snowball exploded, and a strong red-haired man with a height of two meters appeared at the bridge.

The old man threw the cigarette on the ground, and the thick-soled cotton shoes trampled on the unextinguished fireworks, and said in a low voice: "Stay in the spiritual ruins and fend for yourself, you have to come out and die." ”

The strong man's long unkempt hair was like fire, and his beard was as red as fire, and his hair was curly as if he had been burned.

He nodded to the masked old man, and suddenly raised his foot and stepped on the bridge deck, and a twisted crack appeared on the snow on the bridge deck, extending to the masked old man's feet, and the bridge shook violently, and then the small bridge collapsed in the middle.

The masked old man was still standing there, his body not moving, the bridge deck under his feet had collapsed and sunken, and the falling bridge deck smashed into the frozen river, and the river immediately pierced, and several ice crevices quickly expanded into the distance.

The flying snow in the air gathered wildly, forming a huge fist in front of the old man, and suddenly the huge fist formed by the snow accumulated smashed into the strong man's body, knocking the strong man upside down and flying out, and he rolled in the air several times in a row before he regained his foothold on the snow. He looked at the masked old man floating in the air, his eyes shining with astonishment.

The masked old man said softly: "Go back, if I let me see you again, there will be no forgiveness!"

The ice crack on the surface of the river had already reached the feet of Zhang Chi and the white-robed man, and they had to retreat, Zhang Chi found that the ice he was standing on had been separated from the surroundings, and his feet had become ice floes.

The white-robed man still didn't plan to give up the attack, he flew in the air on tiptoe, held the knife in both hands, and slashed towards Zhang Chi with all his might, while he waved the long knife, a flowing flame flowed with the knife, but that flowing flame didn't wait for his attack to be completed, and it flew towards Zhang Chi, which greatly surprised the white-robed man, he hadn't prepared the sword flame to be released, why did he release it?

The spear that had broken in Zhang Chi's right hand burst into flames.

The white-robed man couldn't figure out why his sword flame was suddenly led by Zhang Chi, Zhang Chi was also a little confused, it was estimated that it was because of the fire source stone in his body, the fire source stone had a strong ability to absorb flames, the opponent's knife flame was attracted by the fire source stone, flew out of the long knife, and was adsorbed on the broken spear in Zhang Chi's hand, Zhang Chi threw it with all his strength, and the burning spearhead shot straight towards the white-robed man.

The white-robed man swung his knife and slashed at the broken spear, and for a while, the flames on the broken spear increased sharply by more than ten times compared to just now, wrapping the white-robed man in the air in it.

Surrounded by flames, the white-robed man screamed and fell, the ice floes where he landed could not carry his weight, and he fell into the icy water.

A cold arrow hit the white-robed man in the water, and his body instantly turned to ashes.

Zhang Chi breathed a sigh of relief and jumped from the ice floe he was standing on to another piece, and jumped three times in a row before he came to the river bank safely, and then saw that the old man on the small bridge was gone.

The elusive Mi Xiaobai suddenly appeared behind him, stabbed him with his fingers, Zhang Chi was startled, his feet slipped, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and slid along the embankment to the river.