The final showdown

But with a little longer eyes, you can see Tang Xinzi's pair of green long knives back and forth, and directly cut the stone mounds blocking the way in two, and its sharpness can be imagined. When encountering such a ruthless person, no matter how strong a method is, it is impossible to directly block it with such a fragile part as the throat and chest.

But his body is not very flexible, so Tang Xinzi's knife came, either spreading it out with the weapon in his hand, or blocking it with a hard arm - although it couldn't be hit hard, the soreness of that arm was still very powerful.

The most terrifying thing is that if you can't quickly get rid of the tall and thin green-robed man in front of you. Then the rest of his accomplices, such as the weakest Yilian, were likely to be slaughtered by the opponent's masters.

Tang Xinzi saw that this person was a little absent-minded, and while not putting down the offensive at hand, he pretended to ask leisurely: "What do you think?" Big guy, ask you, what's your name? ”

How could Yifa be in the mood to play haha with him, Tang Xinzi immediately added: "The common name is the law number, can you report one?" ”

Yifa was a little annoyed by his question, and hurriedly said at a very fast speed: "Hida Mountain Tengu Yifa, nicknamed Vajra Yasha Ming King, is also." ”

His words confirmed Tang Xinzi's guess, and his brain immediately spun rapidly. He thought to himself that he had been attacking all the way from the beginning, but this big man had only blocked the attack with little effort from the beginning to the end, and the atmosphere did not catch a breath. The assassins were familiar with the murderous routines, and the enemy was of course 120,000 careful to defend these vital points.

For this kind of guy who practices kung fu, the master has taught him how to crack it since he was a child: the first is naturally to find the other party's cover door, any practice of qi, there must be a weak cover door - it can be hidden and hidden, but there must be one. The second is to suffocate the opponent to death, which can deal with the enemy who covers the door in the body - but it is more difficult to encounter an enemy who cultivates both horizontal practice and turtle breath.

When fighting, the enemy takes advantage of the slightest slackness.

Yifa saw that Tang Xinzi's speed of hair slowed down, and he was busy entering his body, and at this distance, his fist could play a role. And the pair of long knives didn't have much room for looping, but became a burden.

Tang Xinzi was windy before he met, and he swung his fist with an extremely steady step, and immediately threw out the double knives in his hand like a pair of dancing butterflies, and went to entangle the opponent's wrist.

The twin knives swirled like propeller blades, and anything that touched it would turn into a pile of debris in an instant. Although the first method is copper-skinned and iron-clad, it can't deal with it directly, so he immediately retracted his fist.

Tang Xinzi snorted, jumped to the other direction in three or two, and stabbed Yifa in the eyes with two swords, but the other party stared at De Tight and easily avoided it.

Of course, Tang Xinzi didn't really want to achieve the goal of killing and injuring the other party - this method was obviously useless. But he didn't move himself, but the two knives kept changing directions, which was enough to keep the big man in front of him moving around to consume his strength.

Although Yifa is just a middle-aged posture, he has also seen Tang Xinzi's strategy after repeated times, and he will immediately break this trick.

Tang Xinzi's eyes lit up when he saw Yifa, and he seemed to have a ruthless and decisive meaning, and couldn't help but sneer: What trick is he going to use again? I've got a lot of knives left!

I saw Yifa hurriedly tear off the short gown on his body that couldn't keep out the cold at all, revealing the naked stripes of flesh on his body. His figure is not very shapely, on the contrary, he has a slight beer belly.

This made Tang Xinzi look at it and couldn't help but laugh at his desire - this looks like a person who cultivates the Fa! And Tang Xinzi himself is a long man covered in fine flesh, looking like a basketball player.

And the pair of huge and bulky wings that didn't work from the beginning - these wings didn't flutter a few times from the beginning, Tang Xinzi thought to himself that his flying ability should not be very good, or he wouldn't stay and fight with him instead of following his companions to hunt down Xiang Ling.

The pair of bloated things like old hen wings shook twice like that, and gently saved Yifa's body. This time it was tightly made, including the legs, which were covered by skirt-like feathers, and the whole thing was impassable.

Tang Xinzi can see the change in the color of the wings with the naked eye.

Originally, the wings of the Great Tengu were all grayish-white and did not reflect the sun. And at this moment, the tengu wings in Tang Xinzi's eyes were as if someone was holding a bucket of silver paint in the void and slowly pouring it on Yifa's body from top to bottom.

The wings, which run from the top of the wings to the very end, are transformed into a pair of shiny silver wings.

Of course, Tang Xinzi knew that this was a more perfect defensive posture, but in this way, although he could block the all-round attack, at the same time, it became impossible for him to hit people himself.

As long as you move and reach out and kick your legs, you will naturally reveal flaws. And with Tang Xinzi's hand speed, he could stab the knife directly in one second.

But Tang Xinzi quickly noticed that there was still a little bit of uncovered in the upper part of Yifa's body. That's his mouth, and that's normal, after all, everyone needs to breathe and pant.

Tang Xinzi immediately took out a smaller and more delicate flying knife from his elbow.

The appearance of the knife is rather peculiar: it has two layers of scabbards on the outside, and there is a faint translucent thing under the scabbard.

Tang Xinzi shook the knife in the sunlight, and finally waved his hand vigorously and disappeared.

Yifa was busy looking for the trajectory of the knife, but it obviously didn't follow the trajectory of Tang Xinzi's swing - he was surprised to know that the knife had reappeared in front of him.

Hidden under the scabbard of the knife was actually a pair of mantis wings.

It was stabbing at a rapid speed towards Yifa's face, aiming for Yifa's eyes.

Although Yifa was panicked, after all, there was a way to deal with it - he lifted his breath from his chest, and then exhaled vigorously.

A violent explosion sounded in Tang Xinzi's ears! That's right, it was a real explosion, and the knife he had just thrown had been destroyed by a method of unknown means.

Tang Xinzi immediately pressed his nervous mind and analyzed what type of attack he had used in the first method just now.

Although there was no smell of sulfur in the air, there was another strange sour smell - Tang Xinzi certainly thought that it was the smell of gastric juice.

Many insects are good at using poison, but Tang Xinzi doesn't know how much he has dealt with this kind of enemy, and he is very familiar with the breath of gastric juice.

"It seems, by telling the temperature of the ejection, that the gastric juice explodes on its own - and then what is it that is the bullet?" This is the question that Tang Xinzi has in his heart.

Yifa immediately answered him with actions.

A second attack was launched from the strange humanoid covered in wings, and crimson flames erupted from the gaps in the wings. Tang Xinzi was busy using his compound eye vision to observe.

There was a lead-colored thing pushed out by the flames, and it was so fast that it was about to hit Tang Xinzi's forehead.

Tang Xinzi cut it in half with the knife in his hand.

"It's a lot of damage to the knife." Tang Xinzi saw that although he had split the metal block in two, the edge of his knife had been damaged—that is, the same performance would be used again at most.

Tang Xinzi looked at Yifa with some concern, and saw that the other party's stomach was rising and falling, obviously panting violently. The attack was apparently uncomfortable for him.

"Hey! Are you still coming? Tang Xinzi shouted loudly, talking nonsense, he wanted to test the consumption of the method itself.

The other party didn't answer him, but he could still feel that he was trying to balance his breath. Tang Xinzi didn't spare him, and made a few winged knives like the one just now.

These living knives invaded Yifa's body from different directions like flying insects, Tang Xinzi smiled, and couldn't help but think of the common saying "see maggots under the cracks".

Because feathers can't cover the whole body of Yifa, as long as these knives see a gap, they have to poke hard. Yifa's body was very hard, but this continuous and weak attack could still wear away his patience and the condensed demonic power on the surface of his body.

He decided to attack Tang Xinzi again, which was an offensive and defensive approach.

Three rounds in a row, Tang Xinzi heard a cannon-like sound, and the other party's bullet rate of fire was extremely high, and it was inevitable for a while, so he could only cover the green robe on his head to resist.

After the explosion, Tang Xinzi patted the rotten green clothes and said, "Save your life - this robe is also a good soft armor, but it was also blown up." ”

Now he's naked, and he doesn't have any protective gear anymore. But he knew that his opponent was even more uncomfortable now. After all, the unique skill of spitting out iron has a great impact on one's own body.

However, in order to win quickly, Yifa obviously let it go.

He took advantage of Tang Xinzi's embarrassment, and immediately shot an iron block at Tang Xinzi's head, Tang Xinzi was much more vigilant this time.

He constantly observed Yifa's abdomen, and as long as there was a slight rise and fall, he quickly changed his position, and he jumped away in great strides. In this way, the other party's adjusted position will be in vain, Tang Xinzi repeated it a few times, and couldn't help but have the idea of "but so".

After all, he is one of the best monsters, even if he doesn't rely on his wit, he will definitely be able to destroy the other party by brute force. But it was a dilemma for him to save his stamina to deal with other enemies.

Of course, Yifa was also eager, and after several fierce attacks, the green-robed man did not suffer any substantial damage at all, and the originally stable lower plate couldn't help but sway.

And the temperature in his body couldn't be higher, and if he used his demonic power uncontrollably like this, it would definitely be his own side that fell in advance.

However, since just now, he has secretly completed a transformation, and now is the time to show this ability.

Tang Xinzi is still waiting for the next explosion.

But what he saw in front of him was a pair of wings that slowly opened—from which a thousand golden rays of light burst out. Tang Xinzi thought it was a flashbang or something like that at first, but even if it was a flashbang, it wouldn't have any effect on him.

Fortunately, Tengu is not a ninja.

The light came from Tengu Ichifa's skin, golden, and yes, he had made a metallic skin for himself. I don't know if it's gilded or gilt.

Of course, it is also possible that it is self-generated from the inside out.

Tang Xinzi saw that he was busy and asked loudly: "Did you kid fall into the heap?!" ”

Of course, Yifa turned a deaf ear to such provocative words, but he still had to explain: "Do you know where my invulnerability comes from? ”

Tang Xinzi shook his head, and it seemed that the other party had given up the certainty of a quick victory.

Instead, he chose to spend time with himself, delaying his time as a reinforcement. Of course, Tang Xinzi did not allow such a thing to happen - in the face of an enemy with poor donkey skills, he would have to beat the water dogs.

"I have a whole mountain of ore veins in my body - and I am constantly extracting the resources of this mine and synthesizing them into my own skin!"

"Uh-oh." Tang Xinzi listened disappreciatively, "Then you are really stupid......

More than one person has said that Yifa is a baga, but he has never understood the reason for this. So I asked Tang Xinzi very solemnly here.

"Aren't you stupid to have this ability, but not to have a way to make weapons? For example, turn yourself into a sea urchin thorn ball, roll out, and how many people will be stabbed to death by you. Tang Xinzi said like a haha.

The first monk and the second monk were confused, so they pulled their throats and said, "Come on!" The old man is here to fight you to the death! ”

"A barking dog doesn't bite, it's a truth that is hard to come by, and you're dying." Tang Xinzi said.

However, Yifa was still not moved when he heard this, but really rushed over like a mad dog.

Tang Xinzi saw this posture and knew that it was impossible to have a hard top, and it was impossible to dodge to the side, so he had to show half of his appearance.

I saw that many knives were sticking out of his spine behind his back, and these sharp weapons similar to sickles were more like the products of a praying mantis.

Eighteen powerful broadswords blocked the way forward.

Regardless of Yifa, he threw a few desperate punches at this knife array, and each punch had the power of ten thousand jun. Tang Xinzi stumbled a few times in a row, thinking that this was really a bit unbearable.

But if you continue to entangle him like this, it will be a headless.

He could only show his true nature, and he felt that the ten big swords that blocked him suddenly appeared stronger, and at the same time they became very huge.

A large shadow appeared in front of him, and the ten-sided broadsword dragged him up like a chicken.

He tried to struggle a few times, but how could the enemy's huge strength allow him to mess around like this?!

And what kind of bloody monster appeared in front of him? This huge green monster may have the shape of an insect, but it doesn't look like a specific insect at all—it doesn't look like a praying mantis anyway.

And this so-called praying mantis, his mouthparts are a huge vertical wheel, and the outer edge of the wheel is a hundred sharp knives, which are now turning rapidly.

"You can force me to do this - I'm not afraid that you won't die now." Yifa heard this big monster say this.

Tang Xinzi's posture was only used in the past when attacking the city, and the "life-killing wheel" in his mouth was designed to break through all kinds of copper walls and iron walls, and he could use it even if he didn't want to deal with a single enemy.

And Yifa finally knows what despair is.

After a terrible wail, he voluntarily gave up his metalized skin and was cut in half.

He's dead.

Tang Xinzi eliminated the strong enemy, looked at the unbearable corpse, and couldn't help but feel sick. He quickly covered his body with his torn robes, gasped for breath, and rushed to the next battlefield without looking back.