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The figure of the white-faced snake guard was like ink, but the short sword in his hand brought up a clear moonlight, like a spring rushing in the mountains, swept up a cold cold light in the night, and stabbed Gong Baotian's eyes again and again, while the other hand quietly touched his waist with the cover of black fingers......

Gong Baotian's eyes were slightly small, a trace of cold light flashed in an instant, and his right palm was like a long snake rising 6 to meet the cold and surging sword light, and the other hand was like a knife, while turning around and walking with a bow leg and walking around the mud, he turned around like a naughty boy and wiped it lightly, and suddenly rolled up three inches above the punch that came from the white-faced sneak attack like a bull's tongue, and followed his fist, and went straight to the pulse to cut down.

The white face was cold, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand back, and inside his dark gloves, there were two sharp nails, but in the eyes of Gong Baotian, who was in the fire, this kind of killer trick that could not be put on the table was useless in front of the real internal means.

Perhaps this opponent is indeed a top assassin who can kill without a trace, but in a scene like this, where he gives up a sneak attack by taking advantage of geographical advantages or obstacles, and only kills head-on, even if his swordsmanship and killing skills are ten times more exquisite, he still has no advantage over Gong Baotian.

Empty-handed into the white blade is just a small way, and Baguazhang's best thing is close to the body.

This kind of use of footwork and body shape changes, constantly through the guò body to each other's bomb and stick, so that the opponent's center of gravity is constantly unbalanced, is the long-rumored inner family on the rivers and lakes, its real depressing and unstoppable key is that through any part of the body, constantly moving dark energy to affect the opponent's body shape and rhythm. And at this point, Gong Baotian, who has won the true inheritance of Dong Haichuan, can be said to have practiced to the stage of supernatural instinct.

The two have been fighting so far, Gong Baotian not only used the eighteen falls of the clothes to influence the opponent, but also used the Yin faction's bull tongue palm to cut off the opponent's killing moves one after another, and the Bagua palm through the flower and the tree, and the essence of the double exchange palm and the return palm to the fullest, and at the same time, he also used the sensory advantage of 'out of the mind' to restrain the opponent's tricky and weird assassination methods to uselessness.

This kind of intuition is frequently distracted, but the hand is instinctively prescient. Not only did Gong Baotian's offensive always be one step faster than Bai Face. Even the footwork and body shape have become unpredictable, either with one blow and walking, or sticky and clinging. Just a square inch between. But he played the divine will of 100,000 Spirit Mountain. Let the opponent's rhythm be lost, and even some faintly retreat.

The chilling spike was instantly swept away under Gong Baotian's bulltongue-like palm. Then he took advantage of the ghostly degree under his feet, and in the process of retreating and advancing, he suddenly inserted into the nostrils of the white face.

The short sword in the other hand of the white face, although it was not taken away by Gong Baotian empty-handed, but under the traction of the dark energy that was wrapped in adhesion, it stabbed into the empty night.

The pupils of the white face shrank slightly, and the sweat on his face gradually fell!

Who the hell is this guy? The unpredictable gossip palm all the way made me anxious! The ten fingers that seemed to be weak and curling were even more terrifying than the sharpest sword......

The white face was shocked and angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to slow down at all, under this extremely pestering style of fighting, he was already unable to swing it at all with his tricky swordsmanship......

Since the technology is not good, then simply exchange injuries for injuries!

The white-faced figure retreated backwards suddenly, pulling the distance between the two of them, and when Gong Baotian pursued forward like a shadow, he kicked his legs one by one, shooting back like a flying arrow, and the short sword was like a Zhongping spear, shooting straight into Gong Baotian's chest.

Gong Baotian turned his feet, his body flashed like a tanuki against a short sword, his palms changed in the air, and he snapped his two palms without looking back.

Gossip back to palm!

The short sword in the white face twisted in his hand, and he pulled out a sword flower in the sticky force, and then slashed at the seemingly impermanent bull tongue palms, but when Gong Baotian's body completely turned back and completely raised his spirit and breath into his eyes, his spirit was instantly highly concentrated, and he entered the state of 'trance' again, shooting directly into the eyes of the white face.

Airplanes!

The short sword like the fire tree silver flower froze slightly, and suddenly burst in advance under the influence of Gong Baotian's sudden 'watching and killing', but because of the trance at that moment, it made this brilliant firework and the target a thousand miles apart.

This is the gap in the realm, but reflected in the actual battle, it is the victory or defeat of one move, which is enough to completely decide the life and death of both sides in this instant.

Gong Baotian straightened his chest, stretched his spine, and bounced his legs forward, and at the same time as the sword light exploded, he had already wrapped his hands around like a snake and rushed forward, and when the white face reacted between the electric light and flint, and his legs kicked back sharply again, the two palms were already pointed together like knives, stabbing forward one after another in that millimeter, and the surging dark energy in his hands was condensed in the white fingertips, and there was a sneering sound......

The voice flashed away, and it was like a pair of finger-twisted hand knives, but it was like a crane's beak striking in the air, and it instantly hit the elbow and chest of the white face like snow......

As soon as his footsteps fell, he raised his arm again and waved his sword to prepare for an assault, but the short sword flew out in a hurry, and the slight numbness in his chest also expanded instantly, as if it was penetrated by four steel needles, making the power that had just been condensed fade like a tide in an instant......

Poof......

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his white face, and his right arm was slightly twisted, but when he looked at it again, he saw that his opponent was gone......

Bang!

Another gentle palm gently hit the back of the white face's neck, this assassin who didn't know how much blood was stained on his hand, but he collapsed with a smile on his face, "It's hard to fly with sticky finches on your hands, and you hit finches all day long, but today you let the finches peck your eyes......"

"The sword has no eyes and three feet, and the inner family is an inch of strength, but it's a pity that your strength is too far-fetched, and you don't understand that the spirit is the root of the energy......"

Gong Baotian looked at a generation of chemical strength masters, just died under the palm of his hand, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in his heart, but when his eyes moved again, and when he looked at the yellow-faced snake guard who was fighting against Ruoli, the yellow face that was already clumsy suddenly trembled, and he was in a dilemma.

Although this kind of attack by a master of transformation is not as sharp as the one that Gong Baotian suddenly used in the actual battle just now, for the yellow face who has fallen behind, it will undoubtedly cause the body to show defensive instincts, and when the cold hair behind him explodes, he can't figure out the hammer blow that is as far away as a glimpse.

Like this kind of supreme master duel, the moves have gradually become unable to determine the outcome of the game, what can determine the superiority of the two lies in each other's induction of the qi machine and the speed of their own reflections, and a bright and flickering gaze like Gong Baotian, although he did not help, was enough to make the dilemma of the yellow face worse.

If the body and even the moves are soft and loose, but the reaction to the Tai Chi hammer in the hand, but the most fierce and matchless, the momentum of the inner Tai Chi, to the big loose and soft big cotton big empty as the superior, the more loose and soft the body, the more fierce the strength in the hand, just when the yellow face hand was slightly stagnant, and the foot suddenly retreated backwards, Ruoli suddenly 'hummed', and hit the double hammer in the air fiercely, and then it was like a sudden burst of artillery, along her rapid bullet step shot out......

How fast is the sound and how short is the time of the sound?

At the same time as this 'hum' sound, the yellow face's movements paused slightly, obviously affected by the sound of the two hammers slamming into each other, and froze for a short moment......

Bang!

It was this moment, but the little hammer with the square head came first, and suddenly hit the top of the short sword in the yellow face's hand, making a sound like thunder, and when the hammer on Ruoli's right hand hit the hammer head of the left hand again, a transparent wave of air was like water waves, and the volley rolled up in a circle of ripples, distorting the air between the two of them, and spreading rapidly......

Splatter!

The yellow face's hand was numb, and the short sword suddenly flew out of his hand, but the huge power of the double hammer combo was like a heavy hammer, and it hit the heart heavily along the previous short sword......

Quack Quack ......

A series of dense sounds rang out from the body of the yellow face, and when Gong Baotian turned around and killed the crowd, the yellow face seemed to have been crushed by a boulder, and the bones of half of the body were broken inch by inch, making the body instantly pile up, like a muddy crackling and paralyzing on the ground, and the seven orifices of the mouth and nose were full of surging blood flying out.

"What a fierce woman!"

Not far ahead, Gong Ruomei, who had just been relieved by her father's response, had her eyes constricted, looking at Ruoli's terrifying energy like King Kong pounding, and her heart suddenly appeared that women can be so violent!

………………………………………………………………………………………… (To be continued!)

ps: Thank you for the monthly pass of the 'petterho' brothers, I have a great headache today, send the second shift first, and go to bed early! Brothers, Ann!