They have all been alarmed, not to mention the flying fog, at this time, he seems to be the master of Gongsun Mansion, as soon as there is a movement, of course he has to see what happens. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He quickly swept out of the eastern courtyard and towards the rooftop.

Long Kui also quickly chased after him, and happened to run into the wall of the east and west courtyards.

When Feiwu saw Long Kui at first glance, he already laughed: "It turned out to be you?

Swinging his palm, he slashed towards Long Kui.

Long Kui tried to test how high his kung fu was, and he just sealed his palm.

There was a loud bang, and the two had collided, but Long Kui suddenly crashed out, straight like a ball that had been kicked out, flying so high, fortunately, he was prepared, and he made seven turns in the air, and Fang Zi stopped on the patio of the inner courtyard, smiling bitterly.

When it was gone, he chased it to the ground and asked urgently: "How?"

Long Kui said: "His hands are numb, his kung fu is quite high. ”

Feiwu laughed wildly: "Long Kui, you can't escape today!"

As soon as the words fell, the people pounced on Long Kui again, like a wolf and a leopard, just attacking. Regardless of the body.

Lost shouted: "Look at the flying knives!"

Long Kui immediately raised his body and stared at the flying mist unchanged, but his body retreated to the roof behind him.

Feiwu's body had already declined, and he actually pounced on Long Kui in the air like a dragon with his teeth and claws, and his momentum was even more fierce.

As soon as Long Kui shouted, he pounced again, and when he was about to make contact, the cold light flashed, the flying knife was out, and the person also crashed straight up.

The flying knife flashed and disappeared, but the flying mist snorted, and the momentum paused slightly, and the power was greatly lost.

Long Kui saw that the opportunity could not be missed, and with a push of both palms, there was a snap, and he was forced to repel Zhang Yuyuan, and everyone caused a burst of cheers, and Long Kui reversed the disadvantage in the second round and avenged the revenge of the palm just now.

I kept shouting: "Okay, good, the knife is effective......"

Before he finished speaking, he found the flying knife on Feiwu's chest. It's just meaningfully inserted in the clothes, the effect is not ideal, and I don't dare to scream too loudly, so I whispered: "Plug it in, even if it works!"

In fact, this flying knife has already cut through Feiwu's skin, although it is only a slight injury, but it makes Feiwu's self-confident invulnerable body suspicious, so under the first pain, he will be at a loss.

Because Long Kui's flying knife is too fast, and the relative strength is enough, even if the knife is invulnerable, there is a limit, if you tie a hundred catties of explosives, the power is not what the human body can resist, and it will still be blown to pieces, and it is a flying knife that can slightly scratch the skin of the flying mist.

However, this kind of minor injury, even if you shoot a hundred knives, a thousand knives. Maybe you can't shoot anyone either.

Feiwu roared very angrily, pulled out the flying knife, and scolded wildly: "Long Kui, I want your life." ”

Ten fingers are like hooks, glowing green, Liu Xifeng is dead in his five poisonous yin hook claws, he pounced on Long Kui, but it is no longer all offensive but not defensive, and now he has also retreated his left hand to guard the middle palace.

There was no urgency: "Long Kui, his palm is poisonous!

Long Kui got his warning, so he simply didn't answer it, and ran away reflexively. It's like a kid playing a chase game.

It's fun to shout: "That's right! That's it, with your light skills." Make up for the lack of palm strength! Tired will also tire him down!"

While talking, he kept throwing stones, taking the opportunity to smash them into the flying fog and rub some oil.

Feiwu missed several hits, and shouted angrily: "Long Kui, what kind of hero are you?

didn't take advantage of this to reward him again, hit the center of his eyebrows, and laughed himself: "You eat my stones everywhere, what kind of hero are you?"

This made everyone laugh.

Feiwu was extremely angry and angry, and simply couldn't find a start, and shouted: "I'll kill you first!"

When he didn't have it, he screamed miserably, shook his head and ran, shouting urgently: "Long Kui shoot the flying knife quickly! ”

Long Kui is really fast, the flying knife cuts directly at the opponent's vest and the vital point, although he knows in his heart that he can't hurt the other party, but the vital point is hit, it will more or less delay his internal strength, and it can also temporarily stop the flying mist from speeding up his body, and then sneak attack his back.

Sure enough, as Long Kui expected, the knife in the flying mist, the body was stagnant, and suddenly felt that Long Kui had attacked, roared wildly, turned upside down, and the ten claws had grabbed Long Kui's palms, intending to tear it off.

Long Kui was startled, and quickly flipped out two throwing knives and stabbed them into his palms, and the people also used his thrust to sweep backwards, narrowly avoiding this move.

The claws are not as long as the knife, the two claws of the flying mist naturally fall into the air, the anger is even hotter, the eyes are grinning, the male arm is jerking, the person stands up, no longer fluttering, the palm is in front of the front, a bully body, turned into countless palm shadows, the howling wind is great, and the superb palm technique of the thirteen palms of the splitting sky surged towards Long Kui's whole body, and he was slashed flat with one palm.

He has used his orthodox kung fu, and his internal strength is so abundant, it really makes Long Kui feel very tricky, and he feels very difficult to raise his palm to seal, and when he lands, he takes walking as the best strategy, and stands up, trying to sweep through the flying fog again and escape to the roof of the other house.

Feiwu had already expected him to act like this, and suddenly smiled cruelly, and the palm power before the straight split had been dragged into the air, and there was a gushing spring to support the sky, and the wind cracked, which was extremely piercing. The Qi Vortex had completely enveloped Long Kui, and even if it couldn't hurt anyone, it would make him dizzy.

Long Kui smiled bitterly, the other party was coming too fast, he had fallen into a whirlpool, and it was not easy to escape, so he had to force his whole body to force his whole body, ready to forcibly take the opponent's palm, one turned around, turned his palms, and came palm-to-palm.

Seeing this, he shouted Damn, and he couldn't care so much, so he got up, got up and attacked the back of the flying mist, and smashed the gourd in his hand as a hidden weapon.

Who knew that Feiwu deliberately let the back be lost, and used this strength to push his body forward and hit Long Kui more quickly. In this way, it is equivalent to more help without help, and it is Long Kui who suffers.

I saw the three of them crashing into a pile at the same time, with a loud bang, Long Kui snorted, shot backwards into the wing, smashed through the window door, and fell straight into the house.

Without his palms like slapping on a stone, the reaction shook his hands numbly, and he was in pain, and his body was stunned and fell to the ground.

Feiwu laughed wildly, ignored it, shook his palms wildly, somersaulted again, and the electricity shot like a wing room, chasing to the end.

I saw that as soon as his figure disappeared into the wing, the roof had been pulled out of Longkui, and the red glazed tiles were falling all over the place. He didn't dare to stay, and ran to another roof, never wanting to run back to the ground, for fear that the flying mist palm might be too vicious and might hurt others.

The flying fog is not lagging behind, rushing out of the roof, the two of them are like a whims, flying over everyone's heads, really thinking that he can fly in the clouds and fog and fly with air.

Suddenly, a white light shot straight at Long Kui, and it was Qiu Yuehan who rushed to the scene and threw out the long sword in his hand to help him, so that he wouldn't have to deal with the Flying Mist Poison Palm with empty hands.

Long Kui took the long sword, now he has the goods, he no longer worries about the flying mist palms, he flipped upside down in the air, facing the sky, and the long sword went straight through the chest of the flying fog like a sleeping position, this move is a bit like the autumn moon cold shocking moon spring and autumn slash, although Long Kui has not practiced, but he can make up for the skill with speed, and he can also make up for the same trick.

Feiwu was already holding up, not putting the other party in his eyes at all, he was attacking more and defending less, he didn't expect Long Kui to counterattack, and he was also busy for a while, slashing for a while, although it was a mess, the palm strength was more sufficient, but it also blocked a lot of Long Kui's sword momentum, but he was forced to retreat, and he ran through the roof.

Long Kui succeeded in one move, and did not counterattack again, the strategy he used was to consume the physical strength of the flying mist to make up for the shortcomings.

Although the flying mist can protect the body and skin and be invulnerable, but the clothes can't be taken care of, especially Long Kui's habit of culling since he was a child, how superb his skills are, a comparison, the long sword has cut off a large piece of clothing on his chest, revealing a strong chest, and he screamed angrily.

In fact, Long Kui was purely trying to draw his sword momentum for the purpose of cutting his clothes, because he wanted to provoke him so that he could take advantage of it, rather than slashing Feiwu unsurely, otherwise his clothes would not fall such a large piece.

The flying fog fangs roared wildly, tore off his shirt, threw it to the ground, suddenly pulled out more than three feet into the air, and waved violently with one hand, and a black dove was suddenly sucked into his hand in the distance, and he opened his teeth and bit the bird's head. The head of the ground is broken, the chewing sound is loud, the food is delicious, and then the blood is sucked again, and then the flesh is gnawed.

Everyone hadn't seen it, and they were dumbfounded and wanted to vomit.

In less than a few bites, the flying mist has been eaten alive, and he laughs wildly, and his energy is even more abundant, which is really incredible.

"Capture the blood and turn Yuanyang?" stopped screaming, and smiled bitterly: "Long Kui, you can't tire him anymore, as long as the blood is in his stomach, he will always have inexhaustible strength!"

Capturing the blood and transforming the Yuan Yang is a special technique in the evil skill, using the essence of the blood to absorb it into its own Yuan Yang, so that there is a source of true power, and it can not be tired.

Feiwu drank wildly, raised his palm and went to the Long Kui cover, its momentum was even stronger, making it impossible to avoid.

Long Kui gritted his teeth and swept out his horizontal sword, preparing to seal off part of the opponent's palm power and retreat.

How do you know that Feiwu's ten fingers are as hard as iron hooks, holding on to the long sword, forcibly breaking the sword, throwing the knife back to his right chest, forcing him to flash to the left, at this moment, Feiwu's right palm has been extremely fast and grabbed Long Kui's left shoulder. Long Kui secretly said that it was not good, and the flying knife shot directly into his shoulder well, hoping to stop his attack, and he also sank down, hoping to avoid this claw.

However, the shoulder well is in the middle. He could only seal the strength of his right hand, his left hand was still there, and with a probe of his claws, he had already grabbed three blood grooves from Long Kui's left arm, which was itchy and spicy.

Long Kui was bored, he had fallen to the ground, his right hand grabbed his left arm, and his body was no longer flexible.

"Long Kui!"

Many people were already crying out in fear, and Xiang Yuhe had already rushed up to see how his injuries were.

However, Long Kui knew that there was a huge poison in his body, if he didn't fight quickly, the consequences might be unimaginable, his body was on the wrong ground, and he reflexively raised it again, and drank coldly: "Gongsun Feiwu!

He swept back to the left room, and there were two flying knives towards Flying Mist, forcing Flying Mist to be in a hurry.

Gulping out, the flying mist pounced on the target again, and the shot was even harder.

Long Kui no longer meets the enemy, and scurries everywhere, at every opportunity to test the flying knife.

As a result, the long-distance attack, and the flying knives were hit every time, in less than five minutes, the flying fog was hit by at least more than 30 flying knives, so angry that he smashed and beat indiscriminately, and the roof tiles and garden trees were all damaged.

I don't know how many flying knives Long Kui has on his body, the flying knives that fall like pieces of paper, he grabs them all in one hand, fifty or sixty pieces, and he doesn't feel heavy, not to mention that he takes the opportunity to pull back the flying knives that have been shot from time to time, which can be said to be inexhaustible.

For the sake of today's plan, only a dead horse is a live horse doctor, hoping to shoot through countless small wounds in the flying fog with countless flying knives, so that it will become a big injury.

The method is stupid, but it is the method. In particular, Long Kui has spent four or five years looking for the Snow God Mink after a long period of training, relying on tenacity, patience and endurance. Now he has regarded the flying fog as a beast, a prey, and his incomparable tenacity has also unfolded, and he keeps shooting flying knives.

The small injury really caused a big injury, although Feiwu thought of it in time and clasped the flying knife shot by Long Kui in his hand, but the endless flying knife continued, causing spots and red wounds on his upper body, and the blood also slowly flowed out, even if he ate more blood of birds and beasts, he couldn't make up for the thick blood that flowed out.

He had begun to gasp and pause, glaring at Long Kui angrily, and now he could only wave his hand to block the flying knives, but often failed.

Long Kui's left arm had turned purple and black, and although the acupuncture point was sealed, there was still a tendency to spread to his heart, but he still pretended not to care and focused on dealing with the opponent.

Feiwu was stabbed at least three hundred times, and the blood continued to flow out.

He scolded: "Long Kui, what are you, have the courage to come over and let it go!"

Long Kui sneered: "Are you okay? If you don't treat it, I guarantee that you will die of blood loss after an hour." ”

"You're earlier! If you hit my poisonous claws, it won't take a few minutes for you to bleed! There is no antidote in the world!"

Long Kui sneered: "Really? I'm not living a good life now, poison without an antidote is a lie! It's just that you haven't found a way to save it, for example, the Snow God Pill is on me, I can get rid of your poison at any time!"

Hearing this, Feiwu yelled, but he had to believe Long Kui's words, because he didn't seem to have any signs of poisoning, although his left arm was purple and black, it was a big deal to cut it off, and it would kill him, not to mention that there was also the Snow God Pill in his hands?

didn't let him think about it too much, and said with a sly smile: "Flying Mist Hero, you were very majestic just now, forcing me to turn around, now I will play two tricks with you, what it means!"

He has already attacked the flying fog with his palm, Shaolin martial arts, which is not trivial, and he does not dare to underestimate the enemy, and his palm strength is full of strength.

Feiwu sneered, he still didn't admit defeat, and forced him back with one palm, so scared that he didn't scream loudly, he only hated his parents for having two legs less, but his own blood was like squeezing pressure, and it flowed more rapidly in an instant, and it was really not suitable to use it again to accelerate the loss of blood.

"It's okay! one palm won't work, and then a second palm!"

Without playing tricks, he attacked again.

Feiwu didn't meet his palm again, swept away, glared at Long Kui and Qiu Yuehan fiercely, and said angrily: "I will come back again!"

After saying that, he had swept towards an ancient pine tree against the wall, and after another pause, he had disappeared from the wall.

At this time, Long Kuifang sighed to himself and sat on the ground, his spirit looking very weak.

"Long Kui......" Xiangyu rushed forward eagerly: "How are you hurt?"

Long Kui smiled indifferently and said, "I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort......! Out of the way!"

And the people gathered around. Hurriedly pulled his arm away, purple and black, and the wound continued to overflow with fishy black blood.