"Another sneak attack!" The footsteps moved, the figure flickered, and the night dove was separated from him in the twilight moment, and he just wanted to open his mouth to mock, but in his eyes, the night dove standing with a smile not far away, the figure slowly dissipated.

"Bang..." The waist twisted fiercely, the body turned halfway, and the dusk subconsciously slashed his backhand behind him, just right on the night dove that appeared behind him with a blood-colored wing.

"Good response, boy!" The cold light in his eyes shimmered, and his palm was blocked, looking at the young man who was crazy and wanted to distance himself, the night dove praised again.

The two fought fiercely, it was just a moment, and when Tsing Yi Jiangshan reacted, the two figures had already drifted away, the long sword shook, and Tsing Yi Jiangshan was about to go up to support the young man, but he felt a gust of wind behind him, and turned his head, only to see the crazy Tai River sticking up again.

"Boy, give up!" The figure flickered, the rabbit fell and fell, the remnants of the Dao drifted away, and the night dove smiled at the young man: "Seeing that your martial arts are good, as long as you are willing to submit to this king, this king will not care about your offense just now!" ”

"Submit to you big-headed ghost!" wanted to fight back, but the night dove didn't give himself a chance at all, and in front of the speed that he had always been proud of, dusk was actually suppressed by the night dove, which made the young man who had been fighting with the advantage of his body method overwhelmed and hurried for a while.

"Young man, the anger is great!" With a smile on his eyebrows and a warm face, the night dove's subordinates did not ease at all, with the help of the speed bonus of the wings behind him, a move was like a storm, and he kept sprinkling at the young man: "Let Benjun help you vent your fire!" ”

However, although the night dove is very fast, but in the move, the vision is not unstoppable, at least after dozens of moves, the young man has slowly stabilized his footing, and his palm fist cooperates, and the night dove's attacks from all angles are all resolved.

After seeing the strength of the young man, at this time, seeing that he was holding the square land under his hands, steady as a rock, the night dove nodded indifferently, with a wave of wings behind his back, his figure flashed, and he had come to the back of the young man.

The hands were sealed, and the endless blood rippled, and a pair of wings behind the night dove suddenly flowed wildly, along his arms, quickly condensed into a sea between his handprints, and a seal was fiercely imprinted towards the young man's vest.

"Not good!" Feeling the fluctuation between the night dove's handprints, Dusk, who had just turned around, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and the golden gang qi was frantically condensed, and a layer of golden gang cover was already protected in front of him.

"Bang..."

A seal fell, the two-color internal energy shot out in all directions, a roar, the golden gang in front of Dusk was shattered inch by inch, and the handprint of the night dove was stamped on the young man's arms, and then the aftermath slowed down, pressing Dusk's arms and smashing on Dusk's chest.

A pain in the chest, the body flew out uncontrollably, just landed, dusk immediately turned over, half squatted on the ground, concentrating on vigilance, found that the night dove was standing in the distance with a smile, and did not take the opportunity to attack, the young man's heart was relieved at the same time, the blood on his face was gone, in a pale, a burst of blood in his chest rolled, and a bright blood flower was already blooming in front of him.

Leng Leng looked at the blood he spurted out as if he was attracted by something, and followed the path he flew from, quickly flowing in front of the night dove, this terrifying scene made Dusk's expression change, and he swallowed the blood that was about to spurt out of his throat fiercely.

Seeing the young man's movements, holding the ball of fresh blood between his fingers, the night dove said indifferently: "Why endure it, squirt it out, not only are you comfortable, but Benjun is also very comfortable!" ”

"Made!" So far, no matter how much Dusk says, it's useless, and his strength has been suppressed, so he can only scold a country from his mouth.

The speed is not as good as the opponent, and now even the fight is broken by the opponent's devastating and decaying, and the dusk doesn't know that he is now, even if he is out of the stick, he will not be the opponent of the night dove.

"Since you still insist, don't blame Benjun for being unkind!" With a snap of his fingers, the ball of blood spurted out at dusk turned into two wisps of blood-colored light smoke, and was slowly inhaled into his body by the tip of the nose of the night dove who closed his eyes and enjoyed his face. Then, the night dove, who exuded a wisp of greed in his eyes, licked his lips, reminisced about it, and said to the young man with a red face: "Blood like you, which is full of life, is the freshest tonic for this gentleman!" ”

"You are the tonic, your whole family is a tonic!" The weakness of the fist does not mean that Dusk will lose to the opponent on the mouth, Leng Sheng just mocked, his eyes shrank, and the night dove turned into an afterimage again.

"Bang bang bang..."

In the flickering figure, the night dove was palmed one after another, and under the erosion of endless blood, dusk blocked several palms, but in the end, it was slapped out again.

As a little blood spurted out, the night dove with a look of enjoyment was sucked into his body, and his face became more and more pale in the dusk with goosebumps.

Although the boy has been abused, he has also found that the strength of the opponent can suppress himself and even easily injure himself, but it is not easy to kill himself directly.

Three palms in succession, the golden liugang in front of the young man was crushed by the blood-colored devastation, and the night dove really imprinted a palm on the young man's shoulder, knocking the young man out directly.

"No wonder!" Knocked three times, the boy got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and looked at the night dove, his eyes overflowing with cold light.

"Don't give up yet!" Seeing that the young man was still unwilling to be restrained and resisted stubbornly, the night dove whispered a little impatiently.

"Hehe, give up, it's up to you!" Stretching out his right hand, he pointed at the night dove, then hooked his fingers twice, and Dusk sneered and provoked.

"Don't cry if you don't see the coffin!" The wings behind the back were formed, the figure flashed, and he came to the young man's body again, slapped it with one palm, and was easily blocked by the young man, the night dove was not in a hurry, and the figure flashed straight to the side of the young man, and then slapped two palms in a row, suppressing the young man, and then, the afterimage flickered, and the night dove suddenly appeared behind the young man, and the endless blood on his hands was crazy condensed, and the ten fingers became a seal, which was directly printed on the young man's vest.

"Sure enough!" Turning around suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he found that the blood-colored wings behind the night dove had disappeared at some point, and Dusk muttered in a low voice.

"Boom..."

In an explosion, the young man was knocked out without accident, and even the clothes in front of him were turned into ashes in the endless blood and disappeared, but unlike before, the night dove was stunned, and he also took a few steps back, his face turned red, and wisps of blood overflowed from his face and drifted away.

"I found out so soon!" Looking at the changes in the field, Ye Huang looked inexplicable and sighed softly.

His face was a little angry, and he looked down at the handprint on his chest, and the night dove couldn't believe that the little boy who was not in his eyes really hurt himself.

Wound for injury, a palm hit the night dove, the young man was also uncomfortable, half kneeling on the ground, wisps of blood kept with his cough, gushing out of his mouth, turned into smoke, and was sucked by the night dove...