Tick... Tick......

Droplets of water seeping out of the drain pipe fell to the ground one after another, making a dripping sound.

"Quiet ......"

A hoarse, dry voice emanated from the dark, damp basement, as if two rotten planks were rubbing against each other.

But when the deep voice came out, the empty basement fell silent.

A moment later, a disdainful laugh rang out, breaking the silence.

"Puff~~Haha (ಡωಡ)hiahiahia...... Who do you think you are?"

A yellow-haired young man wearing hip-hop style clothes squeezed out of the crowd, and when the voice came out, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes next to the yellow-haired young man was shocked in his heart, and immediately wanted to pull the yellow-haired young man back, but he was still a step too slow.

The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes cried with a mournful face, like a mourning exam, and the onlookers next to him suddenly distanced themselves from him, with ridicule on their faces.

After the yellow-haired young man squeezed out, he didn't forget to glare at the strong man who was blocking him just now, and chuckled disdainfully at the strong man, then shook his head and took out a switchblade from his trouser pocket, and turned around and walked forward after swiping the blade out.

The strong man who was in front of Huang Mao just now twisted his face together, this is not angry, but the strong man's laughter is too low, and he is afraid that he will not be able to hold back his laughter.

"That's the a** ......"

The strong man whispered to himself, speaking the hearts of everyone present.

The yellow-haired young man condescendingly looked down at the ghost sitting on the stairs in front of him, and chuckled disdainfully, this body was like rotten bamboo.

I really don't know why the organization chose such a guy as its leader, isn't it just wearing a green mask? If it had chosen itself as its leader, the task would have been completed long ago, and where would it become a street rat that everyone shouts and beats like it is now?

The switchblade shuttled back and forth in the yellow-haired youth's hand, and the fiery red spiritual power was attached to the switchblade, like a dancing fire butterfly.

"Isn't that the hell, give it to me, the team leader, or ......."

The ghost with the green demon mask looked indifferently at the yellow-haired young man in front of him, there was no emotion in his eyes, why should he have so much affection for a dead person?

Qiang~~

The long knife was unsheathed, but the dark black blade flashed in the dim basement, blood splattered, and the long knife returned to the sheath with a bang.

The yellow-haired young man's pupils dilated, and his eyes gradually dissipated, as if he wanted to raise his hand to grab something, but in the end he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Who brought the idiot?"

Ghost Li stood up, holding the scabbard carved with a coiled black snake in his hand, his thumb against the hilt, slowly pushing the blade out an inch, and then easily opened, letting the blade slide into the scabbard, repeatedly.

The sound of grinding echoed through the basement, as if a hammer was striking at everyone's hearts.

Hearing Ghost Li's words, everyone present lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Ghost Li.

"I won't be held accountable who brought it...... Next time there will be such a brainless guy...... Let's cut it off on our own!"

"Last time it was just a temptation...... In the past two days, the security intensity of the green bamboo forest has been extremely strong, and there are still guys from the Lingwu Association hidden in secret...... When the style is not there, it is obviously not good to attack ......"

The ghost was stunned, and his indifferent pupils looked around, taking in the expressions of the Demon Snake Sect disciples in their eyes, with indifference, anxiety, and fear......

"But no matter what, Lu Yao must die! Otherwise, none of us will be able to see the sun next month!"

Ghost Li's voice is still hoarse, not slow or hurried, no matter what he says, it is the tone and speed of speech.

The Demon Snake Sect disciples present were stunned for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, their eyes widened and stared at the ghost, and their expressions were fierce, like a fierce beast that chose people to devour.

The strong man standing in front of the yellow-haired young man stretched out his hand to cover his chest and sighed softly.

"Lu Yao's return to Tenglong High School on Sunday is the best opportunity, and Greedy Wolf remembers to prepare explosives...... This time it must be successful......"

......

In the Heavenly World of the Temple, Shi Xuan held the ink bamboo long knife and pointed obliquely, and the light black spiritual power began to surge, instantly covering the blade glowing with cold light, and the light black long knife was extremely sharp at the moment.

Watching Shi Xuan slowly take three steps back, Mangu didn't stop him, and even the corners of his mouth curled slightly, because he knew that Shi Xuan would soon regret this move.

Shi Xuan took three steps back because the two of them were originally sitting opposite each other, and the distance was not far, this distance was too close, and with the length of the stone stick in Mangu's hand, it was not very fair.

Shi Xuan inhaled slowly, and he could feel the slow and violent beating of his heart, each stroke was extremely powerful, and the thumping sound was like a muffled thunder in summer.

For some reason, Shi Xuan was in excellent condition after entering this world, knowing that it was not good for him to distance himself, but he still did it!

The pain of being beaten by Lu Yao in the morning has disappeared, and with the blessing of this canyon, Shi Xuan even felt that he could fight Lu Yao alone and lose the tree in the middle of the AC, which was also a reason for Shi Xuan to distance himself.

The force is born from the feet, Shi Xuan rushed out with a bang, but the ground did not sink, and the wind pressure blew away the small stones around the toes, and the stones in this canyon were simply harder than steel.

The ground of the Ray of Heaven Canyon is surrounded by thick stones, and this kind of stone is even connected with the cliff, like a one, a canyon carved out of the stone mountain.

The knife arrived first before the person arrived, looking at the three-meter-tall barbarian in front of him, although the muscles of the prickly made it look not much different from an iron tower, but Shi Xuan's half-squinted eyes did not hesitate, let alone fear, but endless fighting intent.

Seeing that the long knife covered in pale black spiritual power was getting closer and closer to him, Mangu could even hear the faint whistling sound of the blade tearing through the air.

The corners of Mangu's mouth grinned, the muscles of his right arm were instantly congested, and the muscles that were originally like granite were nearly doubled.

Shi Xuan didn't see the mangu movement at all, and the long stick appeared in front of him in an instant, as if he had traveled through space.

It's too late to defend, and it's too late to dodge, with the length of the stone stick in Mangu's hand of nearly three meters, it is impossible to dodge.

Shi Xuan's back molars clenched, his eyes sank slightly, since he couldn't avoid it, then change a knife for a stick!

The long knife slashed towards Mangu's neck at a faster speed, but Mangu's face was still extremely calm, and he didn't even blink his eyes, as if the long knife that was about to fall on his neck was just a toy, and it was not worth mentioning at all.

Bang~~

The long stick smashed Shi Xuan's abdomen, slammed Shi Xuan into the stone wall on one side, and then bounced off like a bouncy ball that slammed into the wall, and the long knife of Mozhu came out of his hand, and the jingle fell not far from his side.

Shi Xuan collapsed on the ground, his whole body twitching weakly, and let out an unconscious whimper......

"How do you fight this?"

At this moment, Shi Xuan was confused.

Give me the knife and I'm going home!

Although it looked miserable, Shi Xuan didn't have any injuries on his body at all, and at the last moment when the stone stick fell to his abdomen, the temple released a layer of colorful light film to protect him.

Although Shi Xuan was not injured physically, his heart was hit hard by this stick, and this blow smashed the pride that Shi Xuan had finally picked up.

Shi Xuan stretched out his hand and slapped his side face fiercely, got up and took two steps forward to pick up the ink bamboo, and took a heavy step forward, his center of gravity was slightly heavy, and his gaze towards Mangu was unprecedentedly solemn, this is not a big enemy, this is a monster that can kill himself in seconds.

Sweat has oozed out of the back of the neck in the palm of the hand, although it will affect the feel of holding the knife, this can't be helped, no matter how demonic the martial artist is, in the face of this kind of existence that can kill himself in seconds, it is impossible to stop the heart.

The Adam's apple rolled hard, Shi Xuan stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, now he already knew that he couldn't die here, and the temple had been protecting him.

Just like just now, the moment the long stick touched him, a colorful film of light wrapped Shi Xuan, and the long stick seemed to hit a balloon, which looked miserable, but in fact it didn't hurt.

Although he was not injured, this stick still stunned Shi Xuan, and at this moment, in Shi Xuan's eyes, the three-meter-tall figure of the ancient man was like a high mountain at this moment, and the aura emanating from his body was like an abyss.

Taking a deep breath, he pressed his toes hard, and rushed towards Mangu again, and after getting close to Mangu, he made a decisive knife again.

Looking at the Barbarian Gu who was getting closer and closer, Shi Xuan's brain became more and more calm, a swordsman, if he didn't even dare to use a knife, then what kind of knife did he practice? Go back and practice the shield!

After the barbarian Gu knocked Shi Xuan away, he kept observing Shi Xuan's expression, from the confusion when he fell to the ground, the fear after getting up, and the indomitable move forward at this time.

Mangu was silent, but the slightly upturned corners of his mouth still showed his mood, and his own way still had to rely on himself after all.

Although he didn't know the way of the sword, there was always a saying in the world he lived in before, if you don't practice the knife, you won't go crazy!

If you lose your courage, no matter how high your talent is, today is just a reminder to Shi Xuan, there are people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, never be arrogant, being beaten by yourself here today is better than being beheaded by someone else in the future.

If a butcher doesn't dare to cut a strong pig when he sees it, then what kind of butcher is it? The same is true for a knife man, if he can't lift the knife when he sees a strong person, how can he fight it? If he doesn't use a knife, how can he know if he is alive or dead?

Mangu grinned, extremely happy, the arm muscles bulged again, the long stick pulled back, and continued to sweep out, the stone long stick broke through the layers of air waves, and made a piercing sonic boom, although it was the actual combat ability of Shi Xuan, but Shi Xuan's stubborn stone still needed more polishing before he could start carving.

Looking at the suddenly excited Mangu, the corners of Shi Xuan's mouth were slightly upturned, the essence in his eyes flashed, looking at the oncoming long stick, he no longer hesitated in his heart, and the long knife slashed out obliquely.

This time, Shi Xuan no longer exchanged injuries with Mangu, this can't be changed at all, and in the end it's just self-destruction.

Bite~~

The long knife collided with the long stick, and the blade slashed along the stone long stick towards the barbarian.

Looking at the oncoming blade, Mangu was still calm, unhurried, and his big hand holding the stick was hard again.

Bang~

The long stick knocked itself away again, Shi Xuan no longer had the first panic, although he was embarrassed, but he couldn't die, what other place was this training of infinite resurrection besides the temple?

Shi Xuan got up and stared at Mangu for a while, and I have to say that at this moment, Mangu's momentum is like a fierce beast crawling on the ground, furious.

Every seemingly simple swing of the stick has a natural feeling, opening and closing but there is no empty door, as if it is not a long stick, but a mountain, a continent......

The barbarian Gu who killed Shi Xuan was obviously a little happy, raised his eyebrows, pulled the long stick back, and stretched out his hand to signal Shi Xuan to continue.

"Is that all you have to do? It's as soft as a cream cake, and you don't even have a chance to leave your own sword path on the stone wall!"

Shi Xuan turned his head and glanced at the stone wall behind him, the knife marks were all over the place, and the sharp knife intent still shone with its own light even after hundreds of millions of years.

Shi Xuan gritted his teeth, his trembling hands clenched the ink bamboo, leaned forward, and once again charged towards the barbarian gu.

It's not that Shi Xuan was provoked, but Mangu was indeed not wrong, he was still too weak now, if he couldn't seize the time and seize the opportunity, half a year would be fleeting, and he would not have the opportunity to regret it at that time.

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