Looking at the Xuantie Fist that was enlarged in front of his eyes, Shi Wuwei did not panic. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info he just immediately sank his body, stood on the ground with his feet, and stopped being pulled by the other party in time. Then, a domineering momentum erupted from his body.

The inky black true qi was constantly infused into the dark long sword. And with that, the soaring black flame.

"What... This sword is weird!! ”。 Almost at the same time that the Mo Mei Sword ignited the black flame, Huang Feihu, who was holding the sword head in his hand, had already sensed the slightest pain. Because this sword is so hot.

And almost at this moment, he also hurriedly used his luck to his right hand to resist this unbearable burning sensation.

But even though he felt the difference in this sword, his castrated left fist had no intention of retracting it at all.

The humming sound of breaking the sky still resounded in the ears of the two of them.

Shi Wuwei's eyes didn't focus on the fist that was smashing at him. Instead, he stared coldly into the other party's eyes, as if the high level was looking down on the lower person.

"Horizontal Pool".

After a soft drink in my heart.

His left hand also quickly pressed on the hilt of the Mo Mei Sword.

So, with both hands at the same time, he seemed to be pushing his black sword horizontally in front of the right.

As a result, a crescent-shaped black sword qi was emitted in the extremely small space in front of these two people.

"Boom~~".

The huge sound of true qi colliding finally sounded in front of the two of them.

It's just that Huang Feihu's punch didn't hit Shi Wuwei's face as he wished. Instead, it smashed on the blade of the moving Mo Mei Sword. And between the fingers of the five fingers of his right hand, which was holding the body of the Mo Mei Sword, black true qi was constantly bubbling out.

At the moment, above the streets.

I saw that the pale yellow true qi and the dark black true qi were resisting each other.

"What the hell is this young man coming from... This internal force ... Why is it so domineering". At this time, at such a close distance, Huang Feihu was obviously very uncomfortable with Shi Wuwei's move across the pool.

He is well aware of the gap between himself and the other party. It was precisely because he knew this gap too well that he was so shocked.

You must know that his cultivation is two orders higher than Shi Wuwei. But even so, he felt that he didn't seem to be able to take any advantage in this competition of true qi. On the contrary, it has been in a state of suppression. If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation was stronger than the other party, and his true qi was more than the other party, then he would have already been defeated.

However, although Huang Feihu was shocked by Shi Wuwei's internal force. But at least he wasn't injured in this round of competition.

But Shi Wuwei has already been injured.

The punch that the other party smashed on Mo Meijian's body was powerful and heavy. It directly hurt his chest, and a trace of blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

But Shi Wuwei was unmoved, as if he didn't care about the fact that he had been injured. His cold eyes still seemed to be looking down on each other, still with a strong sense of contempt.

At this time, the two of them were using the dark long sword as a medium, competing with each other for internal strength.

Looking at the other party's unusually determined eyes, Huang Feihu, who was the hall master of the White Tiger Hall, finally said in a deep voice, "Young man, you are very strong. If you were given a few more years, I would not be your match."

In the face of this person's words, Shi Wuwei did not reply. He is still a little stubborn and conveying internal force, wanting to prove that the other party is wrong.

"Don't struggle. Throw in the towel. I will intercede for you in front of the young helper and let you live." Looking at the young man's persistent appearance, Huang Feihu at this time had a heart of love for talent. His personality is different from the other three hall masters of the Money Gang. Because he is more like a real man in the rivers and lakes, a man in the rivers and lakes with a conscience.

"No!!". Shi Wuwei gritted his teeth and said firmly.

But just when Huang Feihu thought that this young man didn't need to intercede, Shi Wuwei was answering his last question.

"It won't take a few years, you won't be my opponent !! now".

Arrogance, arrogance, and self-indulgence. This is all the adjectives that Huang Feihu can think of at this moment. He didn't expect that this young man who had made him feel pity turned out to be such an arrogant young man.

"Very well, then let me see how you beat me."

After a deep voice, Huang Feihu put aside all thoughts and began to concentrate on the enemy.

As a result, the true qi on his hands surged even more violently.

In the end, just after the momentum of his body reached its peak. Shi Wuwei finally lost to cultivation.

"Bang~Bang~Bang".

After the sound of three heavy bombs falling to the ground.

Shi Wuwei supported his body with difficulty and stood up crookedly.

But the swaying body didn't change his eyes. His eyes staring at each other were still as determined.

Even at this moment, he still thinks he can't lose.

"You're defeated". Looking at the young man who was propping up his body with his sword, Huang Feihu just said this sentence calmly.

"I didn't".

"Do you still think you can win?". Huang Feihu began to be a little curious, he wanted to know what was it that made this young man have the illusion that he could defeat him.

However, Shi Wuwei did not answer his words. He just took a deep breath.

Then, he continued to carry his sword and swooped down on the other side.

"You're weaker than many people I've ever met." This sentence is faster than the sword of Shi Wuwei.

"What did you say?". Huang Feihu just raised his hand casually, and he had already taken the sword of Shi Wuwei.

"I've seen a person whose cultivation is lower than yours, but his fists are much more powerful than yours." Shi Wuwei was talking about the huge Lei Ming under Zhao Banshan. Because Lei Ming's fist, and the momentum he carried, which could only be cultivated on the battlefield, was much stronger than this so-called White Tiger Hall Master.

At this moment, his eyes were still staring at the other party, and the sword in his hand was still trying to stab at various parts of the other party's body.

"Qiang", "Qiang", "Qiang".

Huang Feihu did not speak. He just slapped Shi Wuwei's sword with both hands.

However, his brows began to furrow deeply, as if he was thinking about the meaning of Shi Wuwei's words.

"I've seen a person whose cultivation is comparable to yours, but his skills are more than several times stronger than yours."

If it is said that the vertical and horizontal trick of Shi Wuwei is the most domineering exercise in the world. Then the words he said at this time were the deadliest sword in the world.

Because of his words, every word is heart-wrenching.

"You... You're looking for death!! ”。

Huang Feihu, who had been on the defensive, was finally angered by Shi Wuwei's heart-wrenching words.

It's just that I don't know if it's because Shi Wuwei's words hit the sore spot in his heart, or because he was angered by the other party's contempt.

In short, he shot again.

After the Xuantie fist opened the sword that Shi Wuwei stabbed into his chest, it smashed into Shi Wuwei's face again.

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