With a cup of tea, Lingxi ran halfway up the mountain and flew in front of Hua Duxiu.

Hua Duxiu's complexion had improved a lot, but because he was thirsty and hungry, and his muscles and bones were sore, he lay down so casually, without the slightest intention of getting up.

Lingxi is worse than him.

Because he ran in the dense forest for a night, in order to reduce his true qi and physical exertion, Lingxi did not deliberately dodge weeds and branches, and his robes and clothes were also torn and tattered.

The scrawny feet and neck are exposed.

His old face was pale with sallowness, beads of sweat the size of beans quickly oozed out and slid down his thin cheeks, and even his right hand, which was condensed by cold ice, shrank a lot, and he should not have been able to control it well, and this way sublimated.

Looking at his trembling appearance, it is obvious that he is not in a very good state.

Venerable Lingxi gritted his teeth and said, "Little thief, aren't you running away?"

Hua Duxiu looked Venerable Lingxi up and down, and said with a smile: "I can't see that your body bones are so tough, it seems that it will be no problem to live for another three or five years." ”

Lingxi sneered: "Thanks to you, the old man will be as tough as he will be in another thirty years." ”

Hua Duxiu nodded solemnly: "That is, after thirty years, you will have a bunch of white bones left, naturally hard enough, who has you hard?"

Lingxi, if you run forward for a while, I'll be back in the army, you won't be like this, chase me to the army, right?"

Lingxi suddenly stretched out his arms, and with his strong Wuji True Qi, he gritted his teeth and screamed, and forcibly sucked out a lot of water from the trees and plots, turning it into a trickle and shooting it towards his body.

Hua Duxiu suddenly felt that his face was dry, his brows were deeply furrowed, but he didn't take it too seriously.

He is separated from Lingxi by more than three feet, and the kind of demon method that can absorb water vapor in the human body is extremely demanding on distance, and he doesn't believe that Lingxi can have this ability.

The difficulty of absorbing the water vapor of grass, trees, and soil is naturally far different from that of absorbing the water vapor in the body of a martial arts master.

Countless small streams of water shot onto Lingxi's body, Lingxi took a deep breath, and actually ingested all the huge streams of water, and then bloomed his breath fiercely, forcing a slightly turbid water vapor from the surface of his body.

In this way, he was refreshed, straightened his waist, and his breath was actually seven or eight percent back to his peak state.

Hua Duxiu was surprised, can you still play like this?

Damn, it's better than my "one gasification and two streams"?

Hua Duxiu didn't dare to be careless, and quickly got up from the boulder, ready to run away at any time.

When the old thief came, the difference in state and strength was only two or three percent, and Hua Duxiu was naturally not afraid of him, but now that he had recovered to seven or eight percent in an instant, Hua Duxiu didn't dare to wait to ignore it.

If you can't beat him now, there's no need to play all your hole cards. In case of a lose-lose fight, the old thief in Lingxi is an old man who has not lived for a few years, and I am a young man, and I will suffer?

Lingxi stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the steam, a long sword of ice emitting white smoke condensed in his hand, he sneered a few times, and said:

"Hua Duxiu, don't you just want to see me embarrassed and humiliate me in the end?

Hehe, with your skills, you can be said to be young and successful, but unfortunately you are a greedy person who is afraid of death, you can only talk big, but you don't dare to fight.

Didn't you say that you wanted to avenge Ding Qiqi? Didn't you say that you wanted to take my head? The deity is standing here now, but you can only run away, and you can only count on the protection of the four princes?"

Hua Duxiu's face is not very good-looking.

Anyone who is slapped in the face will not be in a good mood.

If he simply mocked Hua Duxiu himself, he could laugh at it, I Hua Duxiu was a person who didn't value false names, and false names were external objects, and they were not romantic.

But you have to talk about Qiqi......

Then I'm really upset.

Hua Duxiu's eyes were cold, and he stared at Lingxi and said, "What do you want?"

Do you want to die?"

Lingxi laughed and looked calm: "I know that you have been holding back a lot of killing moves in the past few months, and it is rare to meet the old man, wouldn't it be a pity if you don't use it well?"

It is not easy for a casual person like you to be able to practice so many skills in a short period of time. Do you want to come here because you want to kill the old man and avenge that damn little girl?

In that case, what are you waiting for?"

Hua Duxiu took a deep breath, straightened her posture and faced Lingxi, and said coldly: "Congratulations, you have successfully aroused my murderous intent." ”

Lingxi snorted coldly and shook the cold ice long sword in his hand: "Then come, don't bother, win or lose in one move." ”

"Wouldn't it be better to directly divide life and death?"

Lingxi was stunned for a moment, and nodded silently: "The old man has this intention." ”

The two stood facing each other, neither of them spoke again, just stared at each other coldly, and the atmosphere was inexplicably depressed.

The mountain wind, stopped.

Even the insects in the nearby grass stopped chirping.

The aura of the two of them completely bloomed, and they collided violently, Hua Duxiu was naturally at an absolute disadvantage, and could only protect the surrounding three feet, while Lingxi's powerful true qi pressed towards Hua Duxiu from all directions, forcing him to make mistakes.

The master has a move, and one move divides life and death.

The two of them stood so close together, even the slightest superfluous movement, the slightest loss of mind, the consequences were unbearable.

"What a powerful aura, there are imperial magicians here, come and ......!"

In the distance, a rebel master noticed the strong aura of Venerable Lingxi and immediately shouted loudly.

Lingxi's eyelids jumped slightly, and Hua Duxiu in her pupils suddenly changed!

The distance of three zhang almost did not exist, and Hua Duxiu arrived in front of him in an instant.

Lingxi subconsciously took a step back with his right leg, five crystalline ice clamons in his right palm poked out, and the ice sword in his left hand was quickly handed forward.

It seems simple, but in fact, Lingxi used all his strength and had no reservations.

His right palm was transformed by cold ice, and just when he was absorbing water and forging his body just now, he had quietly forced the most powerful Wuji True Qi into his palm, and the hardness of his palm was directly catching up with the top divine soldiers.

And the ice long sword in his left hand violently spewed out a white mist at the moment it was handed out, and the sword body quickly shrank, turning from more than four feet long and more than three inches thick into a thin and small divine weapon.

Unlimited purification!

He didn't use any mystical methods, but simply used the most vigorous energy, the sharpest sword, and the strongest ice hand to kill Hua Duxiu.

Hua Duxiu also didn't play any tricks.

With such a short distance, he just wanted to pull the speed to the fastest, and he didn't have time to perform "infinite shock" and "multiple slams", which was a delicate job and was not suitable for the current situation.

Hua Duxiu is similar to Lingxi, he also holds a sword in his left hand, the blade of the sword shines with purple light, and stabs Lingxi's right chest with the posture of "sword qi release", and at the same time, his right hand is pinched into a sword trick and slammed into the stabbing ice sword.

The two of them, one old and one young, actually chose to divide the victory and defeat in the simplest way!

The same left hand holds the sword, and the right hand carries it hard.

Originally, Lingxi was also worried that Hua Duxiu was going to use the demon method of divine consciousness shock, and a layer of body protection true qi was infused into both ears of the face door, but looking at Hua Duxiu's actions, he obviously did not plan to use that demon method.

Moreover, from the beginning to the end, Lingxi did not detect the demonic aura from Hua Duxiu's body, seeing that there was no foreign object in his hands, and obviously there was no hidden animal skin fragment.

Lingxi couldn't help but shout hello in his heart.

It is said that this son is insidious and cunning, and at this time, he can confront himself in such a frank way, but it is not in vain that he thinks so highly of him.

It's just that if you carry me in such a way, aren't you looking for death?

Old man, fulfill you!

In an instant, the two of them met with their swords.

The little red sword slammed into Lingxi's right palm, and the sword qi erupted violently, but it couldn't penetrate Lingxi's milky white ice palm.

The blade of the sword deviated slightly, sliding out from between the middle fingers of Lingxi's index finger, and Lingxi grasped the sword body and sharpened a spark.

And the Ice Sword that Lingxi had high hopes for underwent an unexpected change when it stabbed Hua Duxiu's fingertips.

Hua Duxiu's fingertips did not bloom with purple sword qi like Yazhuo.

On the contrary, a black gas as thick as ink suddenly appeared from his fingers, completely covering his fingertips!

It's demonic energy!

Lingxi immediately realized that something was wrong, but in close quarters, he realized that he couldn't make any changes at the extreme speed.

The rich demonic qi was like a boiling hot oil, boiling suddenly at the moment when the ice sword stabbed.

"Give me ...... death!"

Hua Duxiu's face was resolute, and he suddenly shouted, and his left and right arms advanced fiercely at the same time!

After all, the Ice Sword is a treasure that has been purified many times, it is the essence of ice, it contains a huge amount of infinite true qi, and it burns violently like a fire the moment it touches the demonic qi.

However, it failed to burn for a while, and still maintained its long sword form.

Hua Duxiu's two fingers slashed under the Ice Sword and stabbed fiercely into Lingxi's left hand.

"Uh......! You're ......!

What a treacherous thief!"

Lingxi had his hair upside down, his face was full of anger, he held Yazhuo tightly with his right palm, and discarded the ice sword that had quickly melted with his left palm and held Hua Duxiu's two fingers, and the two of them actually wrestled.

It's just that Hua Duxiu's face was full of resolute and ruthless looks, while Lingxi was sweating profusely, and it was difficult to hide a trace of horror in his eyes.

Because, the demonic energy of Hua Duxiu's fingers had begun to burn his left palm violently!

Familiar feeling, familiar picture.

Hua Duxiu gritted her teeth and snorted coldly: "I thought you were ready to die, what's the matter with this expression now, are you afraid?"

Where's your true anger?"

Lingxi was furious, stabilized his whole body with his legs, grabbed Hua Duxiu and pushed it backwards, wanting to knock Hua Duxiu away.

But at this moment, Hua Duxiu's strength was surprisingly large, and all the internal force was pushed out without reservation, and he only took one step back to stand firm and no longer retreat.

The harder Lingxi strained, the faster his left hand burned, and that kind of heart-piercing pain was not something anyone could endure.

This is still because there is not much demonic qi accumulated on Hua Duxiu's two fingers, and the speed of incinerating Wuji's true qi is not fast enough.

If it is replaced with animal skin fragments, the entire left arm of the old thief in Lingxi will probably be burned to ashes.

"Ahh......hh

Lingxi finally couldn't bear it anymore, his left and right hands were released at the same time, and his body quickly flew upside down to open the distance.

Hua Duxiu sneered: "Want to leave, it's too late!"

"Here! The people of the Empire are here, kill them!"

Hua Duxiu was just about to chase after him, when a large number of rebel warriors rushed up waving swords around him.

Venerable Lingxi retreated again and again, his face was even paler than when he first came, his forehead was bruised, and his long gray hair was stuck to his thin cheeks with sweat, and his expression was very embarrassed.

He gritted his teeth, decisively broke his charred left hand, and condensed a cold palm with water vapor.

Like his right hand.

At this time, Lingxi may have been hit hard, but in terms of state alone, Hua Duxiu is obviously much worse.

Running wild for a day and night, Lingxi was able to absorb water vapor and replenish energy by relying on secret techniques, but Hua Duxiu didn't eat or drink, only rested for less than a quarter of an hour, and just slowed back a little internal strength.

Looking left and right, Hua Duxiu glanced at Lingxi in the distance:

"Remember, old thief, don't challenge my bottom line in the future, this young master's anger, you can't bear it!"

After that, Hua Duxiu used his superb body to move left and right in the crowd of rebels, and floated away.