It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight.

He didn't even know what this person's surname was, and he didn't even know where he provoked Hua Duxiu.

But what he did know was that this man was very strong.

can get rid of him and Ding Qiqi under the siege, this strength is really not bad.

Not to mention that the aura of the two sword-wielding warriors next to this person is equally strong, and they are both masters of the realm of internal force and external release.

And Chang Chun Zun sat there, his withered body motionless, without the breath of a living person on his body, if it weren't for the fact that his eyes were still moving, he was almost no different from a dead man.

Counting on Changchun's predecessors to make a move?

It seems impossible.

Hua Duxiu is angry and angry, angry and anxious.

I was going to recover some strength and then go to the old thief in Lingxi to collect debts, this guy, the people of Lingxi haven't seen it yet, is he going to die here first?

He forced himself to calm down, at this time, he must not be impulsive, fighting with these three people, he has absolutely no chance of winning, maybe he can escape with all his strength If he escapes, he will have a chance to escape, after all, he has recovered some of his internal strength during the rest of these years, but Changchun seniors are in front of him, how can he leave?

Besides, if you run away again and again, do you still want a face?

If you run away from anyone, what's the point of being alive?

Calm, calm down.

A solution had to be found.

Think of a way to solve the current situation without having to leave.

Persuade them to leave?

Take money to bribe them?

In addition, Hua Duxiu couldn't think of any reliable way.

Seeing that the man was about to give an order, and his two companions were about to dismount and cut people, Hua Duxiu suddenly thought of something.

His eyesight evolved again.

That's right, when he stuffed the fragments of demonic qi into the flesh of his palm, his eyes may have been stimulated by demonic energy, or maybe Qiqi's death stimulated some of his potential, in short, Hua Duxiu's ability to slow down all movements is stronger than before.

There may only be a momentary chance to deal with the current situation, and this moment can only be based on his special ability that is stronger than others.

Hua Duxiu quickly considered his internal strength, with his current state, he might be able to barely control that unimaginable vision with all his might, but he only had a chance to breathe.

For more than a breath, he may be able to slow down his enemies, but his own skills are completely unable to keep up.

It's useless to watch slowly.

Hua Duxiu decided to fight it.

Compromise is useless, and in the face of a rampant enemy, if you seek peace through compromise, you will die.

Peace can only exist if it is sought through struggle.

At the moment when the man waved his hand and opened his mouth to give the order to kill, Hua Duxiu's eyes narrowed, and he slowed down the person's movements with the strongest eyesight.

Time, as if standing still.

The man's mouth was open as if he was about to yawn, and he couldn't shout the next word after shouting the word "......" for a long time.

Hua Duxiu bloomed at the same time in the realm of "Demon Flow Remnants Relying on the Wind Alone", and the legs squatting on the ground were like tightened clockwork, and they bounced up from the ground at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye!

He didn't go to get the little red sword, his left hand was the most powerful sword.

Because there are also three pieces of animal skin inlaid in the palm of the left hand.

At the moment when he jumped, black demonic qi grew again, instantly covering his left palm. Hua Duxiu's four fingers were together, with the black qi as the edge, and the whole person turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the warrior on the horse.

"I ......"

Finally, the second word of the warrior came out of his mouth.

But only in that word.

Boom......!

With a violent explosion, Hua Duxiu flew in front of the warrior, and the warrior's chest was pierced by Hua Duxiu's palm, and the black demonic qi expanded violently at the moment of piercing his chest, corroding his upper body into a black hole the size of a child's head.

Hua Duxiu landed, knelt slightly on one knee, and forcibly kept her body from falling.

"Kill ......!"

Hua Duxiu said the third word for the warrior, then slowly got up, turned around, and looked coldly at the other two warriors who were about to dismount with their knives.

The two warriors only felt a flash of light flashing in front of them like a firefly, and when they turned their heads to look again, they found that the person in the middle of them had completely blown up in the chest, front and back/hole, and the black mist around the wound was rapidly corroding his body like some strange virus.

And the warrior's face still retains the expression of wanting to shout.

The two of them jumped up from their horses as if they had seen a ghost, and left the warrior far away in a panic, their eyes full of fear and shock.

The martial artist did not have Wuji True Qi on his body, and the demonic qi invaded his body and did not burn violently, but it had an effect similar to acid corrosion on his flesh and blood, which Hua Duxiu did not expect.

However, it was enough to shock the other two.

The strength of the leader could not be clearer, and they could be killed by someone in one move, especially in such a strange and brutal way, they both had a feeling of imminent disaster.

The two of them were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak for a while, their hands holding the machete were trembling, and when they looked at Hua Duxiu again, their eyes were completely devoid of the previous arrogance and domineering, replaced by deep jealousy.

Think of the corpses lying on the ground, most of them have strange traces of burning, although they are not the same as the corrosion on the leader's chest, but they are obviously from the same person.

From the hand of the young man in front of him.

This kind of killing move is really unheard of and unseen.

Hua Duxiu said in a cold tone: "You two, know me, do you have a grudge against me?"

The two of them were taken aback, and hurriedly waved their hands and said, "No, I don't know! No hatred! Absolutely no hatred!"

Hua Duxiu looked at the two of them and said, "Then what are you doing here, still holding a knife, and you want to cut me?"

Both of them had the urge to quickly throw away the machete in their hands, but if the knife was thrown away, wouldn't they have no scruple to rely on, and could only be slaughtered by others? They looked at each other, and while denying it, they retreated again and again, as if they wanted to escape.

Hua Duxiu snorted lightly and pointed to the man who was still sitting on the horse: "If he wants my life, I will kill him first." If you want to avenge him, you'd better hurry, I still have something to do, and I don't have time to waste time with you. ”

One of them had the courage to say: "Shao, Shaoxia, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding somewhere? We don't know you at all, you have an enmity with him, but you have nothing to do with us!"

Hua Duxiu said: "Then what are you still doing here, you want to collect his body for him?"

The man hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, then let's leave, let's go!"

After that, the two of them looked at each other, and the horse was gone, and they turned around and ran away into the distance, as if some man-eating demon was chasing after them.

As soon as the two left, Hua Duxiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground again with weak legs.

After relieving a little strength, Hua Duxiu got up again with his knees, staggered to the corpse of the warrior and looked at it, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head.

I didn't expect to make the right bet. This man obviously didn't expect that he would have such a sharp killing move, he only saw that he was seriously injured, his breath was weak, and there were two right-hand men by his side, and he died carelessly under his strange killing move.

What a death injustice.

With his ability and cautious vigilance, even if Hua Duxiu strikes with all his strength, he can't completely avoid it, at least he can stagger the vital point and get injured without dying.

If you can't kill this person with one blow, you will definitely die Hua Duxiu.

Where does he have the stamina to make a second move?

Looking at the two treasures in the hands of the warrior, he was holding a Jinpeng glass shield in his left hand, a short dagger in his right hand, and his body was riding steadily on a horse.

It's just that the widening hole in his chest announces that he is already a corpse.

Hua Duxiu stretched out his hand and grabbed the hand shield, pulled the hand shield off with all his might, took off the dagger again, and staggered back to Chang Chunzun.

"Senior, senior, are you still alive?"

Chang Chunzun's eyes moved, and a bitter smile came into Hua Duxiu's ears: "There is still a breath there." You, such a brutal and bloody method, it really doesn't look like you can make it. ”

Hua Duxiu was also quite helpless: "If I don't kill the killer, it will be the two of us who will die." ”

"Besides, this group of two hundred and five cowhides coaxed, just like the king of heaven Lao Tzu descended to earth, and it was like that if he really hit him with a dead hand. Don't worry, as long as I get serious, I will be able to clean up these small fish and shrimp very steadily. ”

Saying that, Hua Duxiu's mood also improved, after all, it was not easy to kill a strong opponent with one move and scare off two strong people.

Chang Chun Zun just sighed and said no more.

Hua Duxiu hurriedly ran "one gas and two streams", taking the opportunity to recover some internal force.

As a martial artist, if you don't have internal strength, no matter how big your ability is, you can't use it, you can only be a fish and meat that can be slaughtered by others.

Maybe it won't be long before the people of the Daomen Alliance will arrive, and just killing this one enemy will almost consume the little internal strength he has finally recovered, how many people will come from the Daomen Alliance in a while?

Ten?

Twenty?

Or a hundred?

Can he kill the old thief of Lingxi among so many people?

In fact, he didn't know what he was waiting for, at this time it was best to flee quickly, and wouldn't it be better to wait for his injuries to recover and then come to take revenge?

The truth is so, but for some reason, Hua Duxiu just doesn't want to leave, maybe for that breath, in order to get back the debt for Qiqi?

If you don't kill Lingxi, Hua Duxiu really can't forgive herself, and she has to kill him immediately, immediately, Hua Duxiu has never been so persistent in wanting revenge as now.

His heart repeatedly shouted that there must be revenge, revenge, and revenge immediately!

On the other hand, he really didn't want to run away anymore.

And Lingxi's intention to snatch the animal skin fragment in his hand is already obvious, staying, if he can't beat them, he will lose the animal skin fragment, and losing the animal skin fragment is equivalent to losing his reliance on becoming stronger, which is absolutely unacceptable to Hua Duxiu.

Tangled.

How did it get to this point?

Senior, you don't persuade me, you persuade me to leave now, stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, you persuade me I also have a donkey under the slope.

Hua Duxiu is very melancholy.

Thinking of this, Hua Duxiu suddenly looked at the small shield and short dagger in his hand again, and a special inspiration rushed into his brain.

He pondered for a moment, then turned his head and asked, "Senior, I remember you said an inference last time?"