Duan Pawn looked at his palm, and then his godless eyes lifted up and looked at the young man. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Just now, did that punch hurt you?" He said in a slow, staccato tone.

"It hurts."

Liu Fuling's fingers wiped on the black stick of Futu, and when he was under the influence of the upside-down wind, he took a punch hard, and forcibly changed his position with the momentum, and when he fell, the place where his hands fell was the place where Futu was buried.

And there was a thin layer of wind like a cocoon wrapping the floating slaughter, Liu Fuling dissipated when he touched it, and it seemed that he needed an extremely stable environment and could not be subjected to a little outside interference, which also made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Duan Pawn shook his head and said, "No, you don't hurt, otherwise how would you have the energy to take it out, my fist is still too light." ”

Hearing this, Liu Fuling touched his chest, and a clear sound of bone friction came out, he looked at Duan Pawn and said, "Really, it hurts, you see, it's all broken." ”

Duan Pawn nodded and said, "You take it out, I'll seal it again, you go and take it again, I'll seal it again, you can continue to think like just now, I want to see how many bones you have that you can break." ”

"Fight until you die."

"No, there won't be a next time." Liu Fuling shook his head, "However, if you want, then come, I'll wait." ”

Duan Pawn twitched the corners of his mouth, as if smiling.

"Okay."

"You have that stick, you don't have that stick, it's all the same." Duan Pawn looked back at the huge chariot not far behind him, a little absent-minded, "I just thought it was very annoying to fly around, but now, you who are still alive and well make me even more annoying." ”

"It's noon, my sister, I'm hungry."

Duan Pawn glanced at the sun and opened his mouth, as if he was a little panicked.

Liu Fuling couldn't understand what he was talking about, but he didn't need to understand, no matter how he said it, the essence was a life-and-death situation, and he had experienced a lot of such things, so much that he was already a little tired.

"That, I'll let your sister go down to accompany you." Liu Fuling said with some seriousness.

The next moment before the words fell......

Duan Pawn's five fingers passed through the roaring wind and pressed over!

He's coming.

The two of them were very close, and the wind pressure shrouded in the first step, blowing the boy's messy hair backwards, forcing him to squint.

"Smack-"

The wind also died down in the sound of the sound.

Liu Fuling's right fist was against Duan Pawner's palm, and his left hand slapped into the empty space in Duan Paw's chest.

"You've used it too many times, there is almost no difference between the way you move the wind, your moves are very subtle, but you yourself are really lackluster." Liu Fuling looked directly at Duan Pawn's somewhat surprised gaze and said.

The corners of Duan's mouth twitched again, gradually widening, and a hideous smile appeared on his face.

Liu Fuling retreated sharply, and a nameless cold wind suddenly blew up.

Duan Pawn began to swing his fists, one, two, three...... Ten punches, countless punches.

The fist was like an afterimage, dancing all over his body, but he was just swinging his fist in the air, and not a single punch fell on the young man's body.

In this short moment, he threw countless empty punches.

Liu Fuling, who was a few feet away, didn't feel any wind pressure, didn't feel any power of his fist, he didn't feel anything, just like a clumsy Jianghu drama juggling.

A blood mark suddenly appeared from his cheek, Liu Fuling's eyes widened, and with a wave of Futu, there was a feeling in his hand that slashed with several slender and sharp blade-like shapes, like the arc-shaped knives used by some killers, which could be even lighter.

What's more, there is no form.

Wind Blade?

As he made a tentative block, several more blades of wind slashed through his robes, through his hair, and on the ground in front of him.

Liu Fuling let go of his hand, and Fu Tu spun at high speed in front of him, and suddenly blocked all the wind blades that were becoming more and more intense.

Duan Pawn had already stopped punching, he bent down, put his palm into the ground, dug out a stone, clenched it, and pinched the stone into powder, the gray powder leaked out from between his fingers, drifting and falling with the wind, he watched intently, watching where the powder floated.

The huge chariot was like a huge cage, and Duan Pawn couldn't see anything.

gestured, as if he didn't care what the young man in front of him did.

Liu Fuling stumbled suddenly, his left hand slapped behind him, and his right hand grabbed the still spinning Futu, or pointed, or stabbed, or swung at a very fast speed, and at the same time his feet kept changing, without lifting his feet, sliding his feet in a small area, changing his position.

Wind blades were no longer confined to his front, and were slashing silently from all directions!

Liu Fuling let go of his hand again, his mind moved slightly, Futu was whistling and whirling around him, he lowered his head and wiped his waist, the blood stained on the linen clothes, and he looked at the blood in his hands.

He raised his head and beckoned to the absent-minded Duan pawn.

"Go on."

He walked towards Duan's pawn.

The pawn bent down again to dig out a stone, held it in his hand and weighed it, strode forward with one foot, and made a throwing motion, his arm spasmed and bulged, and the original iron ash turned dark red.

In an instant, Liu Fuling didn't see Duan Pawn's movement of waving his arm at all, and the stones had already appeared in front of his eyes.

"Smack-"

Liu Fuling's head tilted back.

Under this extraordinary speed, Futu didn't have time to stop it at all, Liu Fuling's hand had just been raised, and his forehead was hit by a stone.

A fist-sized rock crumbled into slag after it hit him on the forehead.

When Liu Fuling straightened up again under the momentum of calm, blood covered his face, blurring his eyes.

But the boy laughed.

He grinned, revealing his white teeth, and didn't wipe the blood on his face, just staring at Duan Pawn with wide eyes.

"Go on."

The boy said with a smile, he twisted his neck, the wind blade was still raging around him, the floating slaughter was pinned down, and he saw Duan Pawn pick up a stone again.

This time it came faster, and he only saw the action of picking up the stone, which had already been thrown.

The stones thrown by Duan Pawn did not have any sound of breaking the air, and the stones he threw were flying by the wind, and the wind was a boost, no longer a resistance.

This time it was still smashed into the boy's forehead.

"I want to see how hard your head is and how many hits you get." Duan said unusually calmly.

At the sound of impact, Liu Fuling's head tilted back again.

When the boy raised his head, Duan raised his eyebrows, and he saw the boy's hand on his forehead, and the stone was firmly held in the palm of his hand.

Liu Fuling clenched his fists and made the same throwing movements as Duan pawns in the whirling dance of Futu.

He waved his arm.

Duan stepped aside, but Liu Fuling opened his palm with a smile, and the stone was still intact in the palm of his hand, and it was not thrown out at all.

"I'll tease you."

Liu Fuling crushed the stone.

Duan Pawn breathed a long sigh of relief, his face showed an expression of extreme annoyance, the wind rolled up from his body, he didn't see him stride, his body crossed an arc, and went directly behind Liu Fuling, clasped his hands, raised it high, and hammered down with the momentum of Wan Jun!

But Liu Fuling seemed to have expected it, and he didn't see him turn around, rushed out of the encirclement of the wind blade, and slammed into Duan Pawn's arms first, and hit him in the abdomen with his elbow.

Duan Pawn's hammer blow missed, and he immediately changed his momentum, opened his hands, and grabbed the young man.

Liu Fuling's internal strength was full of power, the wind was surging, he grabbed Duan pawn's wrists, and suddenly exerted force, Duan pawn was lifted, crossed a semicircle in mid-air, and smashed to the ground!

Liu Fuling didn't stop at all, he raised his foot and stepped down, and slammed on the back of Duan pawn's neck, Fu Tu was held by him, and he stabbed down, stabbing Duan pawn's head!

The Wind Blade, which had also lost its hindrance, surged towards him.

The young man has a hideous face and doesn't care.

The ground under Liu Fuling's feet shook suddenly, and the wind and sand were thrown between the square inches, directly enveloping the young man, Liu Fuling was dazzled, his movements were stagnant, and a strong force came from under his feet, and then he saw a black shadow approaching, and a fist through the wind and sand bombarded his chest.

Liu Fuling grabbed the fist, ignoring the numbness and pain all over his body, his right hand twisted, and his left fist hit the elbow joint.

A palm followed.

directly slapped the boy out, and Liu Fuling in mid-air suddenly fell to the ground, punched out, and collided with a fist.

At the same time, he held the floating slaughter in his hand and pulled it out like a whip.

Duan Pawn, who was close in front of him, tilted his head and stiffened his shoulder, and in this moment, he slapped it and slapped it in the young man's face.

Liu Fuling was short, his whole body shrunk into a ball, and then suddenly bloomed, kicked Duan Pawn down, and held Futu with both hands, like holding a gun, stabbing his chest.

"The next plate is unstable, what power to talk about?" Duan Pawn grabbed Futu with an expressionless face, changed the position of his left foot slightly, blocking the boring flirtatious leg, and then with a swing of his arm, he directly threw Liu Fuling out with a stick.

Liu Fuling let go of his hand in mid-air, and instead of retreating, Futu advanced, flying towards Duan's pawn.

Duan pawn grabbed Futu again, this time he didn't let go, he looked at the young man and said, "You sent it to me." ”

But in the next moment, Duan Pawn felt that the floating slaughter in his hand suddenly became thinner, the originally narrow and slender floating slaughter became thinner, and more importantly, it was still getting longer.

It all happened in the blink of an eye, and when the pawn realized the change, the floating slaughter had extended by more than a foot, stabbed into the side of his neck, and passed through.

Liu Fuling beckoned, and Futu took off his hand and flew back at the moment when Duan Pawn was shaken.

Duan Pawn moved his neck, wiped it between his neck, looked at the bloodstains, his muscles contracted, and suddenly the wound stopped, his short hair stood on end, and his five fingers spread out to hold the flowing wind in his hand.

Fu Tu pointed at the angry Duan pawn in front of him, but Liu Fuling closed his eyes in this concentration, and Duan pawn's fist and stinging wind came together!

The floating slaughter suddenly stabbed out like an arrow off the string!

A wind that was even more violent than before slapped on the floating slaughter, and countless small wind blades scraped the body of the stick, and the floating slaughter suddenly deviated from the direction.

Duan's pawn's fist crushed down with unprecedented killing intent.

Liu Fuling, who had closed his eyes, raised his palm, and his face was sickly pale.

His palm was raised and swung down, swiping through.

Use the palm as a knife.

Palm knife.

Duan's pawn's arms left his body.

The earth behind him burst into a narrow knife mark that was more than ten feet long.

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