Maybe it was because he was carried away by anger, maybe it was because Shi Wuwei's words were still rippling in his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In short, the punch he sent at this time didn't seem to be as imposing as it seemed.

On the other hand, Shi Wuwei.

After seeing his opponent punch again, he didn't choose to go toe-to-toe with him. He just pushed his front foot a little harder, allowing his body to take a step back, thus minimizing the damage of his opponent's punch.

Then, I saw that the wrist of his right hand, which was holding the sword, began to shake violently.

"Taiyi True Scripture: Drawing the Sword".

The long blade of the sword was already wrapped around the bright silver dark iron fist.

And at this moment, Huang Feihu's forward momentum has been exhausted.

Therefore, Shi Wuwei's trick to attract the sword was just right.

He just followed the remaining fist momentum of the other party, left and right. Then, he pulled towards his rear.

At the same time, his right leg was already gaining momentum.

At the same time as he pulled the other party towards himself, he also rushed forward. and the hall master of the White Tiger Hall, exchanged positions.

…….

On the long street, two people under the moonlight are facing away from each other.

The punch that Huang Feihu had just sent out had already been easily defused by Shi Wuwei.

"You've become a street rat on this street, no different from the disciples who rushed upstairs. So, how can you be better than the people I meet who are truly cultivators? So, how could I lose to you".

At this time, Shi Wuwei had already turned his body sideways and had already lifted the sword in his hand.

The black and red sword body was pointing at the slightly trembling back in the distance.

Practice, these two words, in the eyes of the world, have countless meanings.

Or Fang Tianhai's Shi Wuwei wants to practice, in order to join the army as a general and defend the country.

But since the more than 870 members of the family have all died. For him, cultivation is just for revenge, in order to kill the most powerful person in the world.

Therefore, since he changed his name, he has never stopped practicing. Because, even a short break will give birth to a deep sense of guilt in his heart.

Therefore, he looked down on this so-called White Tiger Hall Master.

Just ask, how can a person who gets along with this group of disciples who only know how to fight bravely and bully the weak all day long understand the anger in his heart, and how can he understand his unwavering heart.

………

The frowning brows are already stretched.

The trembling body has also relaxed.

At this moment, Huang Feihu was facing on his back, with his back to Shi Wuwei.

His eyes staring at the moonlight were unusually bright at this time. It was so bright that it seemed to clear away all the fog in front of you.

It also seems to clear the gloom that has suppressed him for a long time in his heart......

So, after figuring out some things, Huang Feihu slowly turned around and looked into Shi Wuwei's eyes.

He didn't refute Shi Wuwei's words.

Instead, he was the true qi of the whole body of luck and began to fight against the enemy.

The intense pale yellow true qi, like steam, covered his entire body.

Suddenly, Shi Wuwei seemed to hear a loud tiger roar in front of the street.

But Shi Wuwei always felt that these tiger roars did not seem to be roaring, but more like cheering.

"This trick is called Tiger Roar. If you can block this move, I will lose today."

At this time, Huang Feihu was facing Shi Wuwei and said these words very seriously. And he hasn't said this sentence for a long time.

He vaguely remembered that twenty years ago, he often said the same thing when he was competing with others. But in the past twenty years, he has not said it once.

It was as if he had gone back twenty years, back to his eldest brother, the leader of the Money Gang.

He remembered that the Money Gang at that time had not yet been founded. He remembered that he was like the young man in front of him, and he was full of spirit.

And since the brothers founded the Money Gang, since he became the hall master of the White Tiger Hall, he always felt as if he had lost something, and he always felt that the past twenty years had been a little wasted.

But until today, until the young man in front of him said the heart-wrenching words of Fang Cai, he knew what he had lost.

That was his dream when he was younger.

It was a pursuit of martial arts.

That is the pursuit of a real person in the rivers and lakes.

………

"What!! The young man actually forced Brother Tiger to use this trick?。。。 Who the hell are these young people, and why are they all so strong!! ”。

After feeling the momentum on the street below that had not appeared for a long time, Suzaku, who was fighting fiercely with Mu Yiyi above the roof of the teahouse, was finally shocked in his heart.

At this time, she regretted her previous decision. Because she really doesn't seem to be the match for the little girl in front of her.

She didn't understand. His own cultivation is obviously one level higher than the other party, but in the competition of every move, he is always at a disadvantage.

Her long whip, which had been dark before, was now burning with red flames, like a venomous pit viper, constantly biting at the woman opposite.

This red flame came from her internal strength and was caused by the exercises she had practiced.

In the past struggles, her hand of the fire dragon dance has never been suppressed everywhere like today.

Every whip she sent out was either easily flashed by the other party, or blocked by the wooden sword in the other party's hand.

After the sound of "Qiang~~".

The wooden sword in Mu Yiyi's hand smashed straight on the whip body of the long whip. The whip of the flaming flame smashed into the tiles below, on the roof.

Mu Yiyi used the Qiushui swordsmanship that she was most familiar with.

In fact, the first time she saw the long whip wrapped around the waist of the red-clothed hall master, she already knew that she would win.

Because, her Qiushui swordsmanship is the most restrained for this kind of long-distance weapon.

The strength of the whip lies in fastness and entanglement.

Often, even if it is someone else who wields a sword, he can be whipped by Suzaku at the moment. However, the whip itself is soft, and even if it is blocked by the sword, the whip will still rely on its own characteristics to wrap around the person.

But Mu Yiyi is different.

Before she struck the whip, she had never actually touched the whip with her wooden sword.

Because of her Qiushui swordsmanship, she was able to leave a physical sword shadow in the air. And it was by relying on these sword shadows that were like iron walls that she could help her block every whip of the other party.

"As I said, you are not my opponent".

Just after Mu Yiyi left this cold word, before Suzaku could withdraw his long whip, Mu Yiyi had already moved.

It was this opportunity she was waiting for.

She knew she would only have a chance if she had actually smashed the whip down.

Moreover, she also knew that those who wield the whip had a weakness.

That is, to be afraid of people getting close.

People in this world always make this kind of mistake. Often a person's strengths are too dazzling, and they will ignore their own weaknesses. And this hall master of Suzaku Hall is exactly like this.

Therefore, when she realized that she was unable to launch the next offensive, she would show a stunned expression when she saw Mu Yiyi rushing towards her。。。。。。