Nighthawk could faintly hear the mighty punch of the ghost hand, with the sound of rolling wind and thunder. Although it has not yet arrived, it is already terrifying.

Compared with his own move to kill the nameless brother, the heavenly thunder cover is not much better, and there is a tendency to surpass it in some aspects. You must know that the ancient trick of the Heavenly Thunder Cover is the result of countless generations of painstaking efforts by the Sun Shooting Clan, and it was only learned in the struggle with nature for thousands of years.

But the punch of the ghost hand in front of him carrying the wind and thunder was not inferior at all, and he couldn't help but make Nighthawk's face tense, and he tried his best to deal with this move to sentence life and death.

The Ghost Hand's fist rapidly expanded, but Nighthawk's heart slowly calmed down. Suddenly, it felt like a flash of inspiration in my head! The "Thunder Breaks" in the last few moves of the Sunshooter is like a slide that spins at great speed, playing back and forth in my mind all the time.

Nighthawk's mind was clear, and the picture that kept playing back and forth was like a fairy who had practiced for a thousand years, and the moves were immediately clear to him. A slight smile at the corner of the mouth! It turns out that all power is inseparable from the power of nature, even the fist of wind and fire under the ghost hand is no exception.

No more fear, no more worry! Nighthawk's heart was like a wave of green water, without a ripple. Raise your fists slightly, and pour your breath into your chest. There was nothing in his eyes, only the approaching green ghost fire, only the ever-expanding fists of the ghost hand.

Suddenly! Nighthawk twisted his legs and spun in place. The strong wind that blew actually made Hong Xue take a step back! Horrified, his face was full of fear! What kind of power is this, and is this still something that can be exerted by people?

The nighthawk is like a thunderbolt born in the wind and fire, suddenly descending between heaven and earth. The rapid selection is like a violent storm, stirring people's hearts.

Suddenly, Nighthawk clash with the ghost hand from the swirling whirlwind without dodging. The raging wind inspired by Nighthawk's body did not dissipate, but swirled around him, so that Nighthawk's whole body flew up, as if a god had descended.

Wind and fire blend quickly. The green ghost fire is not a rival between people, and it is dying when it is touched. It's hard to resist even the power of one!

"Boom!" Two fists intersected. The big cow and the flood blood clearly saw it, the fire splashed everywhere, and the wind disappeared! Between the two fists of the two fatal duels, there was really a terrifying thunder. Bright as day, the two people who shine are white! Faintly, it seems that the gods are in a duel, and the gods and ghosts are fighting.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T The ghost hand took five steps back before he stood firm. Suddenly, a sharp pain hit his chest, and in the dark, there was a ghost hand, and a bloody arrow shot out of his mouth. The pale face was blue and red for a while, and it was obvious that he had suffered Yan zhòng's internal injuries just now.

"Wow!" Nighthawk, who stood still, also spat out blood, but he wiped the corners of his mouth and calmed the air rushing around in his chest, and felt much better.

The big bull and the flood blood only came to their senses at this point. The blow just now was really unpredictable, and it happened in the lightning and stone fire, and they were so shocked that they forgot about the surroundings, and only looked at the two people standing in the fire in a daze. At this moment, seeing that the ghost hand was obviously seriously injured, and the nighthawk seemed to be only slightly injured, he couldn't help but cheer loudly.

Nighthawk waved his hand at them, looking at the ghost hand with a solemn face.

The two immediately fell silent. From just a few minutes to a qiē happens. They no longer see Ghost Hand as normal human beings. Such a person, even if he is injured, is very terrible.

Silently shut up, just staring at the ghost hand, but the hand held down the hilt of the knife. They ran out of bullets. If necessary, they will join the warband and together they will take down this monster that drives the ghost fire.

The ghost hand shook his body with difficulty, and finally overcame the strong feeling of dizziness in his brain, forcibly endured the sharp pain that came from the attack, wiped the large blood marks from the corners of his mouth, his face was distorted, and he smiled sharply: "Hahahahahaha!" Sure enough, you're the best master I've ever seen! Even my housekeeping skills have been broken, and I can't accept it. ”

Nighthawk looked pity: "In that case, let's stop fighting!" You can't beat me! I also respect you as a man, the most powerful man I've ever met! Nighthawk was convinced. If it weren't for the fact that he had an epiphany just now, he suddenly had an epiphany of the last few thunder fists in the Sun Shooting Clan's boxing spectrum. At this moment, it is difficult to say who will kill the deer. But in time, the nighthawk, who was still shallow in practice, was still a little injured, although it was not a big deal, but it was still very uncomfortable in his chest.

He remembered what the ghost hand said when he first appeared, and he didn't want to kill this filial son who avenged his father. He's killed enough, so why add to it.

But the ghost hand laughed miserably! He didn't expect that this greatest enemy in his life would be assassinated three times and then take the lead at this moment, and he would let himself go! Could it be that it is this father-killing enemy who can understand and pity himself?

Ghost Hand shook his head and hissed, "Ghost Hand has no friends in his life, but I regard you as a friend. I'd love to have a few bowls with you if I could. The tone is sincere and the expression is soft.

Suddenly, the ghost hand raised his eyebrows and said sternly: "It's a pity, it's a pity! I finally met a master who I admired, but he was the enemy who killed my father! Ay! Time is also fate, it seems that my ghost hand is only worthy of being alone in this life! As he spoke, his voice had become extremely bleak, and there was a faint sense of misanthropy.

Nighthawk was gloomy, suddenly remembered something, and said to the ghost hand, "I was the one who killed your father, yes!" But at that time, we were each our own masters, and your father was himself incarnated into this demonic fire, and he wanted to burn us to death together! Unfortunately, we escaped! Besides, I heard that you were ordered by Shimada to kill us! But do you know that the mastermind behind the murder of your father and Matsumoto? Shimada is one of them! ”

Ghost Hand suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Nighthawk. Trying to tell something out of Nighthawk's face. But after watching it for a long time, Nighthawk still looked peaceful and sympathetic, without the slightest hint of hypocrisy.

Ghost Hand sighed secretly and said loudly, "I believe in you!" Someone like you won't deceive me! ”

Nighthawk breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't afraid of death, the ghost hand was already a defeated man, and he even wanted to let the ghost hand go. Heroes cherish heroes, and Nighthawk also has the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes that he can't erase. He just didn't want everyone to be in a state of misunderstanding all the time. That ugly-faced traitor Shimada, Nighthawk will never allow him to be toyed with again.

The ghost hand was silent for a while, and suddenly raised his hand and slowly pulled out a knife from behind him. Nighthawk looked at it from a distance, although it was not a famous knife, but the dark light flashed, and the murderous aura was surging, and it seemed that it was definitely not an ordinary knife.

The ghost hand slowly stroked the blade with his other hand. The quiet blade seemed to have spirituality, and it actually emitted a faint treasure light.

The ghost hand said lightly: "Even so, my father's hatred is my father's hatred, and this is my life." I had to report! As much as I don't like him, he doesn't like me very much! But this is the Way! I live and keep the Word! ”

Nighthawk's face darkened, and he shouted, "Are you willing to be manipulated by others and be an accomplice to the real murderer?" Will your father's spirit in heaven then rest in peace? ”

But the ghost hand still gently stroked the blade of the knife as if he hadn't heard it: "You're right! So when I kill you, I will definitely go to Shimada for revenge! Well, don't say it. You take it. ”

Fiercely, the ghost hand straightened its arm, and the trembling tip of the knife pointed sharply at the Nighthawk, just as his master trembled in the fire, and he didn't know if it could withstand the Nighthawk's shocking blow.

"This knife is made of stainless steel, and there is nothing special about it! It's just that there are more people killed, and there is a faint layer of blood flashing on it! My sword kills all the wicked! Three hundred and sixty-five in all. Today, I will use it to kill the person I admire the most in the world! You! That's the three hundred and sixty-sixth! If this battle is over, I will retire from now on, and I will never use a knife again in my life! ”

The fire in the sky suddenly condensed instantly, and the ghost hand was like a huge black hole. The ghost fires that were originally around him slammed into him all at once.

With a bang, the endless ghost fire crashed into the ghost hand, turning into a huge ball of fire, enveloping the ghost hand's entire body. If it weren't for the darkness of the fire, I saw the ghost hand in the fire group still slowly waving the knife! The three people who were about to collapse in surprise thought that he set himself on fire!

"Look! That's my family's last resort, "Hell Karmic Fire!" "Let's see life and death with this trick!" The sound of ghost hands came from the ghostly fire. Nighthawk's whole body tensed, staring at the flickering black shadow in the ghostfire. The time has finally come to judge life and death. Only by fighting hard can we be spared.

Nighthawk raised the jade-like sword in his hand. A chuckle crossed the corner of his mouth. If it had been a few days ago, he would have been at a loss, and he would have to give the ghost hand a fatal blow and burn it to ashes.

However, he comprehended the fist technique and supreme sword technique of the Sun Shooting Clan. And even more! He'd seen the ball of fire in front of him! Onimaru, this fireball has already been used. It's just that there is air standing inside, but at this moment, it has changed to a real person! A man who can really kill!

As if blown by a strong wind, the fire smashed at Nighthawk. A huge and strange ball of fire enveloped the murderous ghost hand, and there were bursts of strange noises between actions, which were breathtaking and shocking.

Suddenly, the ghost fire dissipated, and the figure of the ghost hand quickly appeared in the fire. The sky was full of ghost fire, and all the swords in his hand converged, and the sword that gathered the essence of the ghost fire slashed at the Nighthawk. And Nighthawk! It also rushed towards the lightning and slammed into the ghost hand.

"Boom!" The sky is falling apart. Da Niu and Hong Xue felt like there was an earthquake, and they almost didn't get on their feet and fell. The car next to him was tossed up like a toy, and it bumped several times before falling heavily to the ground.

On the arena, Nighthawk and Ghost Hand stared at each other, their two knives pressed against each other. The fire dissipated, and the thunder and lightning disappeared! After the terrifying blow of the power of heaven and earth, it was so quiet and peaceful.

However, Hong Blood found that the face of the ghost hand was no longer half bloody, and it was as pale as a dead man.

The ghost hand could no longer grasp the knife in his hand. He stumbled back several steps, stumbling and almost falling. He held on to the wall and spat out mouthfuls of blood.

Ghost Hand stood up with a pale face, his legs trembling. The last move was also broken, and he had done his best for revenge. The man in front of him seemed to be made of steel, so indestructible.

Oni thought to himself, "Oni-no-maru, Oni-no-maru." You didn't give me anything! But I'll pay you back now, and that's enough! ”

Thinking of this, Ghost Hand couldn't help but feel good. He was seriously injured, but he still smiled and said to Nighthawk, "Sure enough! You are the world's first-class master! All right! My wish has been granted. If there is a day to see again, I will definitely have a drink with you! ”

As soon as the words were finished. Just as he came, he turned around a few times and disappeared into the dark alley. Not even a trace of ghost fire remained, as if he hadn't been here at all.

"Captain! It's awesome! Such a strong person has been beaten away! Da Niu excitedly ran to Nighthawk's side and slapped it down.

"Bang dang!" A crisp sound suddenly echoed in the deep alley, and the big bull was startled. If you look closely, a thin line of blood is slowly leaving behind the corner of Nighthawk's mouth. And the peerless sword in his hand! At this moment, it had been split into two, and only half of it was still tightly held in Nighthawk's hand, shining like water.