Stepping forward with his left knee, he seemed to be squatting but not squatting, and his body was slightly on the glass platform, staring at the bodyguard in front of him with his two blades.

"Wind Walk!"

Suddenly, the wind rubbed Xuexue's right leg and kicked, the speed instantly doubled, and the whole person shot up, a 360-degree rotation body in the air, and in an instant, the body was ghosted, very sci-fi, and it seemed to turn into more than a dozen figures between the virtual and the real, tearing the provocateur in front of him like a tiger, as if he wanted them to understand who the real MVP was.

When the speed reaches the extreme, sometimes there is no need for complex moves, just a simple move can defeat the enemy, and the wind and snow that have doubled the speed instantly wolf into the flock are not something they can compete with.

The hideous double daggers, carrying the breath of death, swept by, quickly bringing up one after another pillars of bright red blood, and the cold sprinkling was extremely terrifying.

"Bang bang.. Bang bang.. Bang..."

The steel rod suddenly sounded one after another with the sound of falling bodies, and in less than thirty seconds, more than a dozen bodyguards were kicked away by the wind and snow in an instant, and the whole room was smashed into a mess by the falling bodyguards, and the luxurious decorations were shattered all over the ground, and blood seeped into them.

The bodyguards in free fall, lying on the cold floor, their whole bodies were constantly convulsing and swallowing, and they didn't get up for a long time, looking at their extremely distorted faces, they knew that they were not just kicked away by the wind and snow.

Blood bloomed like flowers, and I saw that in the middle of their four-legged palms, the embellishment of blood was like a bewitching blood flower, staining the floor red, and the extremely infectious scene fell in the eyes of others with only endless fear.

The death penalty can be avoided, the living crime is inescapable, the wind and snow are not cold-blooded people, but when it involves the people and things they protect, the emotions will be excessively extreme, because he has lost and knows what it means to lose.

For the surrounding bodyguards, the dragon tooth blood dagger dripping with blood in Fengxue's hand did not cause killing, but only a slight lesson, which gently penetrated their palms and feet, and made them lie in the hospital for a hundred days.

After they all lay down, the wind and snow removed the blessing of the swift wind step, and under the fierce reflection, they exuded a breath like divine might, powerful, cold, solemn, and so on.

"Young man, I don't know what kind of hatred there is between you, can you give me a face and just give up, I promise that he won't trouble you in the future." The old man on Zhu Decai's side looked at the wind and snow that was getting closer and closer, and said dissuasion.

The old man looked at the wind and snow with a murderous expression, the surface was very calm, but in his heart he was already in turmoil, it was hard to imagine that such a master was shocked in this small Tianhai City, and there were scenes of strong figures constantly flashing in his mind, but none of them matched him, who was he?

"Old fellow, do you have a face with gold or silver? Master, why should I give you face? "The wind rubs the snow and doesn't know what it means to respect the old and love the young, and he doesn't care about it.

"Chief Instructor of the Heavenly Naval Region, is this identity acceptable?" The old man didn't mind the ridicule of the wind and snow at all, and his identity came slowly, as if he hoped that the wind and snow could sell face, so he gave up.

In fact, Feng Kneading Xue didn't have the idea of killing Zhu Decai, he just wanted to intimidate him and teach him the truth of being a man, not to mention that this is a legal society, just because he is a little father, Feng Kneading Xue has no reason, he can't say that he forcibly kissed his daughter, and chopped him as an old man, the whole thing is to blame Feng Kneading Xue for his "mouth".

"Chief Instructor? In this way, you are very capable of fighting, seeing that there is no alarm clock on the wall, but you can resist for a minute, I will let him go, otherwise..."Before the words fell, the wind rubbed the snow and waved his hands, and the dragon tooth blood dagger in his hand shot out at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and by a fraction of a minute, one left and one right disappeared from both sides of Zhu Decai's neck, nailed to the rock-hard wall behind him.

Looking at the crimson dagger on the wall, Zhu Decai touched his cold neck, and the feeling of life and death had scared him speechless, and the intention of jealousy of Zen arose.

is worthy of being the chief instructor of the military region, under the shroud of the murderous aura of the wind and snow, the fighting spirit is in vain, and as he lifts his coat, a body that is quite fairy and windy appears in the eyes of the wind and snow.

For the arrogant wind and snow, the old man seems to see through the red dust, and has not been affected, the old man's psychological factors against the enemy are not possessed by the wind and snow, and he calmly opened a frame in front of the wind and snow.

As soon as the mouth shape of the wind kneading snow moved, the whole person ran towards the old man with a sharp fist, and without the blessing of the wind step, the wind kneading snow still had the confidence to defeat anyone.

Punch and kick!

The wind and snow behind him quickly used the stealing and Fu Hu fist to greet the old man, not a figure at the level of an instructor, a blocking of the bird's tail with his hand, and the attack of the wind and snow was invisible.

"It's kind of interesting." Feng Kneading Xue looked at this old guy's light and breezy appearance, the corners of his mouth were pleasant, fists, palms, fingers, claws, splitting, hitting, grabbing, poking, all kinds of subtle attacks came in a storm, and the momentum was pressing!

Fu Hu Fist pays attention to strength, speed and momentum, and Feng Rub Xue thinks that he has all of these, but seeing that the old guy easily defused his attack, he has doubts about this punch method.

This old guy is too strong, he is on par with the physique of the wind kneading snow strengthened by twenty times, and every time he defends, he actually has a tricky counterattack, and he counterattacks on the acupuncture points everywhere, which makes people unable to prevent it.

And the wind and snow of the tiger fist fell in the eyes of the old man, there is a form but no god, it is completely maintained by a brute force, it will not be learned, the more the old man thinks about it, the more frightened he becomes.

With the passage of minute by second, the collision of one move and one style, the old man was completely shocked, he seemed to have no acupuncture points in front of him, no matter which vital acupuncture point was counterattacked on him, it was like a nobody, it had no effect at all, was it absorbed by him?

Is this Tai Chi? Or Taiyin Fist? So tricky and ruthless? Looking at the traces of the fist shadow on the vital point, the wind rubbed the snow in a cold sweat, and it almost didn't get rid of the yin.

Looking at the old man's dripping defense, Feng Kneading Snow once again sprouted the idea of stealing the teacher, I don't know if the comprehension has also been transformed by the twenty-fold effect of the heart of gods and demons, almost unforgettable, so that Feng Kneading Snow stealing is handy!

One minute, two minutes, three minutes..... The wind and snow seemed to have forgotten time, indulging in a certain artistic conception, and the old man's moves were constantly being played over and over again in his mind.

White crane strangulation type, like a wolf like a tiger, cloud hand dry day style, left and right bird tail type......