Benson originally wanted to say a few words, all the clans in the crime domain are big clans, and if they don't agree with each other, they draw their swords against each other, which is regarded as the work of the puppet.

What a rude guy.

Tang Tian's speed was extremely fast, and in the blurred afterimage, the ghostly face was treacherous, and the originally demonic and cold eyes were as blazing as fire at this time, and the battle intent was wild! Even the oncoming wave of qi seemed to become hot.

Benson's eyes narrowed, unmoved. The opponent is full of resolute madness, which was vividly displayed in the previous West Street Enlightenment, an opponent who does not need to question the will to fight.

However, do you think that victory can be won by relying only on the will to fight?

Benson's feet receded slightly, his calloused palms slightly open, and the air flow around his palms flowed like mist. Bang, his five fingers suddenly clenched, and a phantom appeared, with the handle of the knife in his hand.

Benson's momentum immediately changed, and his figure, which was originally as calm as Yue, suddenly rose and became angry.

Qiang, the sound is like pulling a knife out of the sheath, a virtual shadow, from the bottom up, slashing Tang Tian.

Tang Tian's pupils shrank, and the phantom was as fast as lightning, but Tang Tian's battle intent at this time was at its peak, his body was like a volcano, and countless magma was stirring, and it could erupt at any time.

Come on!

He roared in his heart.

Come on!

A roar of thunder seemed to echo through the valley rocks.

He didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, facing the phantom, he turned around in mid-air, picked up his right leg, like a heavy axe, and slashed it fiercely.

Rumble!

Two powerful forces collided, and the air wave visible to the naked eye exploded and swept across West Street!

The air wave was as solid as a wall, roaring and crushing, everyone was shocked and changed, and they all urged their defenses, and those who were slightly stronger only felt a shock all over their bodies, and those who were slightly weaker stepped back seven or eight steps before stopping.

Ping Xiaoshan saw the opportunity quickly, dodged, jumped seven or eight feet high, and dodged the air waves.

But when he looked down, his face was a little pale, and where the air waves swept through, the smooth street of West Street left countless dense and tiny traces, like a sharp steel brush.

It's horrible!

Ping Xiaoshan, whose face was pale, drifted back more than ten zhang before stopping.

His gaze was on the two people who were fighting fiercely in the distance, and he could hardly believe that Tang Tian was not left behind. Although he was defeated by Tang Tian last night, he naturally knew that Tang Tian's strength was extraordinary, but what he thought was extraordinary was only a lot stronger than him.

What a ridiculous idea to be on the same level as [Hebenson]......

However, the scene in front of him made him unable to laugh, Tang Tian's strong strength was enough to explain everything. Unconsciously, his mentality also changed, and he suddenly thought of the idea he had just raised, and he became a little apprehensive.

If Tang Tian was an unknown person, he still felt that he was somewhat valuable. But in the eyes of an existence at Benson's level, he is just an ant and has no value.

The West Street battle was heated from the start.

The turbulent air currents were extremely sharp, and they roared across West Street, and countless violets along the street were crushed, and then swept into the sky, hitting another air current, sprinkled like rain, enveloping the entire West Street.

In this picturesque purple rain, two figures, like two bolts of lightning, chased and collided frantically.

The explosion of impact resounded throughout Purple Juan City.

Tang Tian was completely crazy.

On the one hand, it is because the battle intent that has been brewing in his body for a long time, there is nowhere to vent, and the suppression of the epiphany just now has already reached the verge of breaking out. All it takes is a little spark to explode.

On the other hand, it is Benson's strength.

Benson's law is very unique, gathering wind as a knife. After decades of immersion, his knife skills have been full of the charm of the law of wind. Suddenly light, suddenly heavy, suddenly violent, suddenly thin, and unprovoked.

The wind knife in Benson's hand changed even more freely, scattering and gathering. Tang Tian suffered several losses, leaving seven or eight knife marks on his body.

Tang Tian's temperament is strong and tenacious, and when he is strong, he is strong, and the strength of the other party not only does not scare him, but makes his fighting spirit even higher.

In terms of strength, Tang Tian was definitely not Benson's opponent, and the depth of the other party's Wind Sword was definitely not comparable to Tang Tian, a rookie who had just glimpsed the realm of the law. But Tang Tian rediscovered his original intention, his mood was perfect, and his fighting spirit was like fire, burning to the extreme. His cultivation of the Zero Energy Body was not short, and the innate affinity of the Sin Domain for the Zero Energy Body also made him feel like a fish in water. Coupled with the epiphany just now, it was just the time when the spirit was like a spring.

Adding up the several, Tang Tian also became extremely terrifying.

Snort, a blood arrow shot out under Tang Tian's ribs, turning into a puff of blood mist, and before it could disperse, it was scattered by the turbulence.

Tang Tian didn't realize it, his eyes were firmly fixed on Benson, he let out a long roar, and a punch burst out, bright red flames, enveloping Tang Tian's fist, red flames churning, like a dragon's head roaring high-pitched.

Benson's eyes shrank, and the fist turned into a red flame spear!

With a cold snort, the wind knife in his hand suddenly turned invisible, as if dissipating in the air.

The next moment, a touch of phantom cut into the fist of red flames.

Bang!

The red flames disintegrated, and the rootless and dull black threads came out of nowhere and wrapped around Benson's wrists.

Dark Cobwebs!

Naturally, such a level of law could not restrain Bensen, Benson snorted coldly, and the wind knife in his hand instantly dissipated, turning into dozens of tiny blades, like a trickle of ice crystals, wrapped around his wrist, and the dark cobwebs all collapsed.

Benson narrowed his eyes suddenly, and the blade wrapped around his wrist like a stream of ice crystals shot sharply in front of him.

Ding Ding Ding!

There was a dense crash, and an invisible sword came from the dark sky, looming in the sparks of impact.

It is the shadowless sword that Boss He is best at!

It was the first time Benson had encountered such a strange and difficult opponent, and these three moves were all the tricks of Huo Boss, but in one fight, this person had already learned it! Although the heat is still shallow, he has the taste of it, and he changes so fast that it is impossible to guard against.

The two sides fought fiercely for a hundred moves, and none of the other party's moves coincided, and the laws that this son comprehended seemed to be endless.

Rao is Benson is extremely experienced in combat, and in the face of such an eccentric guy, he is also a little scrambling for a while.

If that's all there is to it, it's just a mess for him. In addition to the three most basic laws of time, space, life and death, the advantages and disadvantages of the other laws are not so big.

What matters is not what law you have, but how well you understand it. As long as you comprehend it deeply enough, one law can break through ten thousand laws, and this is the truth. Historically, it is not uncommon for people to become strong people by understanding common laws.

Benson's Wind Knife is not a profound law, but in his hands, it is amazingly powerful.

The other party seems to have all kinds of laws emerging in endlessly, but they are complicated, and it is rare to find the true taste. These changes are just a little cleverness, and in Benson's opinion, the other party has gone astray.

If that's all there is to it, there really is nothing to fear.

However, to be able to entangle with Benson for so long, the other party does not only rely on these complicated but superficial laws, but also on extremely strong bodies.

Benson has been trained extremely harshly since he was a child, and his body is far stronger than ordinary people. However, after fighting against him in person, Benson realized that this person's physical strength was incredible.

Those complicated laws are bursting out with amazing power under this powerful body.

His wind knife could easily crush Red Flame, but the incomparably powerful power still made his heart tremble involuntarily, it was the purest physical power.

The frequency of attacks on both sides is high, and the speed of changing moves is beyond imagination. Between the electric light and flint, it often goes through several changes.

The people who witnessed this battle were all fascinated, and a strong man of Benson's level would never do it easily. Whoever challenges Benson would be a complete break with the Moore family.

With such a rare opportunity, everyone is staring wide-eyed, lest they miss any place.

West Street became a battlefield for the two, and the ground was littered with large pits, full of rubble, and from time to time it was rolled up by turbulence and crackled like raindrops. The stone walls on both sides of the street have collapsed one by one, and the violets like waterfalls are now full of holes, and there is not much left.

At this point, who cares about a street?

Like two bolts of lightning, chasing everywhere.

"This person's fighting spirit is really high-spirited. The swordsman muttered to himself, and he floated in mid-air, quietly watching the fierce battle below.

Until now, the momentum of the grimace is still blazing like fire, and he is like a raging fire that will never be extinguished. It was as if those scars didn't affect him in the slightest, as if there was no loss of his physical strength.

It can't be a long time, and this is a truth that any veteran with combat experience knows well.

An all-out attack cannot be sustained for a long time. Once the physical strength is exhausted, it means losing the greatest initiative on the battlefield.

Benson has begun to consciously save physical strength in the field, and the vast majority of collisions between the two sides are hard-hitting, which means that the physical consumption of both sides will be very large. But that grimace seemed to be tireless.

Blindly attacking is definitely not a smart move, even if this son's physical strength is amazing, after a while, he will definitely be weakened due to exhaustion of physical strength.

Not far away in the sky, several people were engrossed in their attention.

From the scene, Tang Tian began to suppress Benson, and Benson retreated under his stormy attack. But a veteran with a little combat experience will keenly notice that although Benson retreated, his pace and rhythm were not chaotic at all.

Benson is like an old and spicy hunter, patiently dormant, waiting for an opportunity.

Benson was calm, he could feel that the opponent's attack had become more violent, but he knew that this was a return to light, a precursor to the exhaustion of the opponent's physical strength. The fear brought about by the exhaustion of physical strength makes the opponent desperate to speed up the battle.

But as everyone knows, this will make its physical strength depleted faster.

Benson's mind was calm, he was secretly accumulating strength, he was waiting for the moment when the other party's strength was exhausted.

That flaw was enough for him.

After such a long time of grappling, he is already quite clear about the strength of Grimace, as long as that flaw appears, he is confident enough to kill with one blow!

Suddenly, he noticed a very brief pause in the opponent's leg knife.

Now is the time!

Benson's momentum skyrocketed, the wind knife in his hand was held high, and the wind around him stopped.

"Little Wind!"

The majestic heavy drink, like a heavy drum, slammed into the hearts of everyone.

The wind knife in his hand melted like ice and turned into an invisible wisp of wind.

The qi machine was locked, and the strong sense of danger stimulated Tang Tian's hairs to stand on end.

The grimace was still cold, and the young man's eyes were obscure and gloomy, as if his physical strength had been exhausted to the extreme.

Behind the mask, a silent grin.

Scold.