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Before the attack arrived, the scalp felt the strong wind. How could Feng Xifan, who is extremely experienced in the rivers and lakes, not be able to judge the power of this grasp?

In order to avoid being directly scratched through the skull by the other party, he had to stop and continue to escape, shouted and reached with his palms, and met Jiang Zhao's claws.

With a bang, Feng Xifan blocked Jiang Zhao's claw, but this huge force also pressed him directly! The thick roof of the palace was directly shattered, and even a thick beam could not stop the fall, and it was directly broken and fell into the hall with Feng Xifan!

Rubble, wood chips, and dust and sand flew everywhere, blocking Feng Xifan's vision.

However, he also understands that this is also his chance to turn over!

When his martial arts were not so high, Feng Xifan often used lime powder, medicinal powder, and even sand on the ground as auxiliary means, and he was very familiar with this.

Therefore, as soon as the whole person landed, Feng Xifan struggled to roll to the side, extremely unsightly, but extremely fast out of the position where he had fallen, and at the same time, the whole person stepped on the pillar of the temple in front of him and counterattacked back under the cover of dust!

Sure enough, because of the obstruction of the dust, Jiang Zhao didn't have time to react at all.

Before he could land, he felt a strong wind coming, and Feng Xifan had already counterattacked with all his might!

Cracking sound! Crackle Crackle!! Bang - !!

Feng Xifan has always used a pair of knives as his main weapon, but the swift and thunderous knife technique also means that his attacks are extremely fast.

Embodied in the palms, it is slightly faster than the knife technique!

Jiang Zhao, who had nowhere to borrow strength in the air and was obscured by the sand and dust, had time to react? I only heard the sound of crackling and bone-to-bones colliding, and the whole person had been slapped more than a dozen times! The dragon robe on his body was torn and shattered under Feng Xifan's fierce palm, and he directly became a beggar's outfit!

Jiang Zhao punched out, and Feng Xifan, who was reluctant to take it hard, faced each other with his palms, and at the end, "Bang!" With a bang, the two of them shot separately......

Bang!

The two floor tiles under the soles of his feet were directly shattered, and the expression on Jiang Zhao's face was a little cold.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!!

Feng Xifan on the other side stepped on the ground four times after landing on the ground, and the hard floor tiles shattered, and finally barely stopped retreating.

His hands trembled a little.

Feng Xifan clenched his fists, and the fierce internal strength that came from his palm just now made him suffer a lot of losses. What he especially didn't understand was why the other party's internal force was so strong and strong? And there is still a strong flexibility in the stamina as a background?

For Feng Xifan, who has cultivated for many years and has killed countless people in the rivers and lakes...... He has seen a lot of martial arts in the world! But among the masters he has seen...... No matter how the nature of internal strength changes, there is usually one main one.

For example, he and his former disciple Chen Jinnan.

Although they all learned the "Peerless Martial Arts" handed down by the master, the cultivation of internal force is divided into two paths, in general, Chen Jinnan's internal force practice method is peaceful, and it is roughly equal in attack, defense, light skills, and healing. In addition, it has a slight effect of nourishing the face and moving qi, so Chen Jinnan has black hair, and the whole person looks much younger.

And his own internal force along the way, due to his personal personality, directly chose to attack the most domineering and ferocious internal force method.

Over the years, Feng Xifan has never slackened for a day, practicing hard for 30 years and summer. This has a strong and domineering internal strength, and ordinary masters can't compete with it at all.

This internal force, coupled with the fast and ruthless double knives, and the most effective ** boy in the weird group battle, add up to this constitutes Feng Xifan's biggest capital in the world over the years.

Today, however......

Feng Xifan experienced the depression of internal force suppression in the little emperor in front of him! The strong internal force that has been cultivated after 30 years of hard work not only does not work on the other party! And it's been pulled apart!

The internal force of the competition failed completely.

Feng Xifan knew that if he wanted to win, it was obviously unwise to fight to the death.

At that moment, I rolled my eyes, but I saw a full four rows of weapon racks on one side of the room!

At this time, he realized that he had just gotten into the emperor's practice room!

Jiang Zhao saw Feng Xifan's eyes.

He looked at the weapon rack and stepped forward slowly, but this action stimulated Feng Xifan, and he suddenly jumped and kicked a piece of rubble towards Jiang Zhaomian's door, but he flew towards the weapon on the weapon rack.

Boom!

Jiang Zhao raised his hand and grabbed the rubble, at this time Feng Xifan had already grabbed the two ghost head knives on the weapon rack in his hands, and as soon as the two knives were in his hands, Feng Xifan's confidence was enough for three points.

"Do you want to use a knife?" Jiang Zhao crushed the rubble, and happened to walk to the weapon rack, reaching out and pulling out an ordinary waist knife on the shelf.

After the scabbard was across the left waist, the center of gravity of the body shifted downward, and the right hand was lightly rested on the hilt, and his eyes looked at Feng Xifan: "Then we will win the battle with one sword, how about it?" ”。

"A knife?! Hahahaha~~~ I have no blood with a sword, Feng Xifan is on the rivers and lakes, who doesn't know? Who doesn't know?! If you slash your kung fu, I will cut you ten times and eight times! Cut off all your arms and legs! Get out there with your head on your shoulder! I think who's going to dare to stop me?! Feng Xifan waved his double knife, and he danced a knife flower with seven or eight moves, and laughed arrogantly.

Jiang Zhao didn't speak again.

He looked at each other quietly.

Feng Xifan's wild laughter gradually stopped, but his eyes revealed the ferocity of a beast.

On the other hand, Jiang Zhao's eyes did not have the ferocious and domineering attitude he had when he chased and killed Feng Xifan before, and he seemed to have a faint ......?

Although Feng Xifan is arrogant and domineering.

However, as a veteran figure who has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, he knows very well that at this time, World War I is already a matter of life and death, and there is no way back.

Only by cutting off the hands and feet of this little emperor as soon as possible can he completely subdue him, and then threaten the escape of the Great Internal Forbidden Army, which is constantly surrounding.

Otherwise, when the forbidden army arrives, they will block hundreds of meters nearby, not to mention him! Even if the world's masters are together, they will be killed by tens of thousands of forbidden soldiers!

He used his internal strength all over his body, and the momentum of the whole person rose to the peak.

"Kill-!!!!" He shouted, and the dust on the roof of the entire hall fell, and Feng Xifan's whole person was like a fierce tiger and instantly slaughtered!

Two heavy and sharp ghost-headed knives dance into a ball of lightning and practice! Almost every instant, he chopped, flirted, swept, slashed, chopped, and slashed more than 20 knives!

This is a blow from Feng Xifan's peak!

He was confident that even if his master was reborn, he would be cut into blood by this trick!

Ding--!

There was a crackle of metallic clatters.

The two staggered.

The furious knife curtain stopped.

Feng Xifan turned his back to Jiang Zhao and didn't look back, his white beard was stained with a little blood under the remnant sun that was projected into the hall on the door......

"What's this call?" He said.

The strength has completely torn Jiang Zhao's dragon robe top, only the hem is still there, and the fine beads of sweat on the upper body reflect the sunset, forming a golden halo.

Hearing Feng Xifan's question, Jiang Zhao didn't look back, but said lightly: "This is a secret technique created by the Tang Dynasty swordsman Fufeng, and he named it after the last two sentences of the poet Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" - the sound of wind and rain at night...... How much do you know about the flowers? ”。

A thin line slowly appeared on Feng Xifan's neck.

"Good knives!".

After saying this, Feng Xifan's head could no longer maintain the stability on his neck, and he rolled directly and fell to the ground.

Silky Silky Silk...... Blood spurted out of all the incision-intact vessels at high pressure, continuing to deliver oxygen to the non-existent head, forming a golden-red mist against the setting sun. The sound of the 'silk' was like the sound of a night of drizzle outside the small building. It's just that these "falling flowers" can only be counted - only one.

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