Wei Buxiao's face was expressionless, but his eyes were full of anger, and there were even bloodshots around his eyes. He has no more pursuits since he broke his arm, and in order to repay his kindness, he became the Zhang family's nurse and protected the Zhang family and his wife, although he didn't look down on Zhang Yongling, but after Zhang Yongling died, Zhang would inevitably cry sadly, which he didn't want to see.

Now in this situation, there is only one thought left in his heart, that is, to kill the man in black in front of him and be rude for the female benefactor! It doesn't matter who the man in black is!

"If you want to see the whip legs, then I will fulfill you, but I promise you, this will be the last battle of your life!" As soon as Wei Buxiao's voice fell, the whole person suddenly attacked, with a slight force on the soles of his feet, the whole person jumped up in the air, a pair of empty sleeves were thrown behind him, one leg was raised high, and he slashed towards Zhao Zheng's Heavenly Spirit Gai. His movements were as fast as a tiger, turning into an unfathomable shadow, and the strength on his legs reached the weight of a thousand catties!

Zhao Zheng said secretly, he immediately transported all his internal strength and blood qi, his face under the black mask became red and hot, and the whole person slid to the side at a speed that was not inferior to Wei Buxiao. It was as if his feet were not touching the ground, and he couldn't even see any movement, which faintly fit Luo Yanbu's light and ethereal meaning.

The light skills of the two are good, but the paths they take are completely different, in contrast, Wei Buxiao tends to be fast and fast, while Zhao Zheng tends to be agile and excited, Wei Buxiao's actions are mainly in a straight line, and Zhao Zheng can zìyóu roundabout. There is no difference between the two, just a difference in style.

Wei Buxiao fell short and stepped on the ground, the floor tiles spread and shattered around the soles of his feet, the rubble flew and the smoke and dust rose.

With only one move, Zhao Zheng had a rough estimate of Wei Buxiao's strength, he and Wei Buxiao's strength was on par, but he was injured, and Wei Buxiao was in a state of anger, so Wei Buxiao had to have a slight advantage, and if he wanted to win, he could only use his most proud overlord Changtu to attack.

The thought settled, Zhao Zheng's eyes and the sword in his hand were sharp, with the momentum of a general across the battlefield, he swung his sword and slashed at Wei Buxiao diagonally, with three changes under the sword, as well as two back hands, without losing his skills in the might.

Wei Buxiao centered on the foot that landed on the ground, spun around on the spot, and with the power of a flick, he threw the other foot out, and used a series of kicks, one of the more fierce moves in the whip leg.

Due to the rotation of Wei Buxiao's body, Zhao Zheng's sword could no longer cut Wei Buxiao's back, he used a change move, his wrist rotated with the sword body, drawing a half-moon-shaped cold light, and at the same time retracted backwards, his left hand formed a palm, against the right hand holding the sword, and the strength of his arms was integrated.

Seeing that the blade was about to cut Wei Buxiao's left leg, but at the moment when the blade fell, Wei Buxiao's leg arched slightly, and he tapped the sword body with the sole of his foot, flicking the sword away, and then the sole of his foot continued to kick forward, aiming at Zhao Zheng's heart.

Zhao Zheng's sword move was ingenious, and after the sword in his hand was bounced away, he immediately turned his body, turned over and rotated in the direction where the sword was bounced, and then attacked with the sword again.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! ”

The two of you fought back and forth a few times but did not distinguish between victory and defeat, although Wei Buxiao fought with his legs, he did not fall behind at all, and he used his feet to defuse all the attacks of the one-life sword. Whenever the soles of his feet collided with the blade of the sword, there would be a muffled sound.

When the fight reached the tenth move, Wei Buxiao grabbed a flaw of Zhao Zheng and kicked Zhao Zheng's heart with a heart-piercing kick, Zhao Zheng's overlord Changtu was interrupted alive and was forced to resist with a horizontal sword, Wei Buxiao's foot was kicked on the sword of the first sword, and there was an extremely heavy muffled sound.

A stream of air swept away from the confrontation, spreading in a circle, and the dust on the ground was all shaken away, and the blood flowing from Zhang Yongling's throat rippled.

The two of them were hit by the force and each retreated sharply, Zhao Zheng took three steps back and hit the chair behind him, the chair flew out, hit the wall, and shattered in half. Wei Buxiao has worked his legs over the years, and his next game is much more stable than Zhao Zheng, and he has stood firm after taking a step back.

The strength of a person's legs is greater than that of a hand, and the same is true for martial artists, although Wei Buxiao has no arms, he has practiced his leg kung fu to the extreme because of the blessing of misfortune, and under this kick, Zhao Zheng's arms were shaken to great pain.

The wound on Zhao Zheng's left shoulder was shaken, and the scab immediately cracked, gushing out bright red blood. He frowned slightly, secretly thinking about the next step. This Wei Buxiao is extremely difficult, even if he uses the overlord Chang Tu, it is difficult to win.

Although Wei Buxiao stood firm, his body was also surging with blood, and his five organs trembled wildly, and he secretly exclaimed: "This person is short in stature, his voice is childish, he seems to be a teenager, but his skills are more solid than many martial artists who have practiced hard for decades, and he has rich combat experience, steady moves, and is not in a hurry, he is really a terrible opponent." ”

The two looked at each other viciously, Zhao Zheng rubbed his left shoulder, Wei Buxiao shook his right leg, and each relieved the pain in his body.

"Who the hell are you? Could it be an assassin sent by the Red Dust Inn? Wei Buxiao asked in a cold voice.

"I wasn't sent by the Red Dust Inn." Zhao Zheng lied.

"And who are you?"

"I'm a rescuer brought in by the monkeys."

Wei Buxiao was stunned for a moment, feeling that this answer was really incomprehensible, he was calm and mature, and he had no intention of arguing with the child, so he didn't ask anymore after asking, but concentrated on attacking again, and then used the kung fu in the whip leg, stretched out his right leg to the side, and swept at a large angle.

Zhao Zheng has been thinking about countermeasures, and when he saw a leg attacking, he suddenly came to inspiration, although Wei Buxiao's next plate is very powerful, but because he has no arms, he must be very weak and empty, which is a big flaw. is the so-called shortness of attacking the enemy, and attacking Wei Buxiao's upper plate must be right. He had a plan, shook the jīng god, jumped upwards in the air, half a foot above the ground, dodged the sweeping legs, and then used a sword to move west, the tip of the sword stabbed straight down.

"Despicable!" Wei Buxiao saw through Zhao Zheng's thoughts, scolded angrily, retracted his legs and retreated, the whole person fell to the ground, landed on his back, fell to the ground, and then bounced up with the strength of his back, kicked into the air with one leg, and actually exchanged his hand with Zhao Zheng in mid-air in a very difficult posture.

Wei Buxiao has fought many times since he broke his arm, and many people have bullied him for not having an arm and specializing in his upper game, so he has done a lot of thinking and honing for this weakness, and has practiced many moves to remedy the shortcomings of the upper game, and this move is one of the following supreme kicks.

Two figures staggered by.

Zhao Zheng fell to the ground, half-crouching on the ground, his left hand crossed his chest, his hand pinched his fingers, his right hand crossed his back, and his sword was fingered.

Wei Buxiao jumped into the air, hooked the beam with his toes, and hung upside down like a big bat.

Zhao Zheng had an extra footprint on his chest, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with bloodshots.

Wei Buxiao's leg had an extra cut, and blood also flowed.

In the confrontation just now, the two won and lost each other, and no one bargained.

The movement inside the house had already alarmed the people outside, there was a noise outside, and there must have been a large number of people approaching here. This situation is very unfavorable to Zhao Zheng, and the wounds on his body have also shown signs of cracking to varying degrees, and a quick decision has become his only choice.

"Within one move, I will kill you." Zhao Zheng had no room to retreat, and decided to use the overlord Changtu again, but this time it was different from last time, he had to show a more decisive momentum and use more internal force.

"The same words, return the seal!" Wei Buxiao's momentum is not inferior to others.

The two made eye contact, made moves at the same time, and once again clashed in mid-air by jumping up and down, and due to the drastic change in space, many of their moves were adjusted. Moves have always been dead, and in actual combat, it is a great test of the martial artist's ability to adapt to moves.

The same move, the overlord Changtu, is completely different from being cast in the air when it is performed on the ground, and at the moment of jumping, Zhao Zheng changed the move in an instant, and calculated several changes that are suitable for being cast in the air.

Between one move, more than a dozen moves!

Zhao Zheng's one-life sword turned into a bright green light and shadow, Wei Buxiao's legs turned into a majestic gray shadow, the two fought in mid-air, and then collided in mid-air, each of them kicked on the wall, and fought in one place again. Zhao Zheng happened to step on the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall, and the calligraphy and painting were like withered leaves in black and white, falling one after another, fluttering and stacking.

The two fought in a tie this time, but Zhao Zheng's overlord Changtu had some flaws, and when the tricks were exhausted, he lacked a back move, revealing serious flaws. Wei Buxiao's pupils contracted, and he seized the opportunity to kick Zhao Zheng down. Zhao Zheng fell down, in pain. Wei Buxiao then fell, stepped on the sword in Zhao Zheng's hand, and then kicked at Zhao Zheng's face.

Zhao Zheng secretly said that it was not good, and he was about to let go and dodge, but a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, so he did not do so, but pressed the mechanism on the hilt of the sword, and the general stabbed out. He dodged to avoid the kick, stabbed it with a military stab, pierced the leg that Wei Buxiao kicked diagonally, and quickly pulled it out.

This punctured multiple blood vessels, including the most important artery, and a large amount of air poured into the wound, expanding within the cylindrical wound, and blood quickly gushed from it, like a flood of floodwater. This stab didn't hit the vital point, but it was just as deadly as the stab!

Wei Buxiao screamed, stood unsteadily, bounced on one leg, and retreated a long distance.

Zhao Zheng knew the power of the military stab, and knew that Wei Buxiao had no possibility of survival, so he immediately stopped entanglement, picked up the sword of life with a toe, and stabbed the military stab into it and penetrated into it, making the two one.

"I said to kill you with one move, I will kill you with one move, and we'll see you in the next life." Zhao Zheng returned the sword into the sheath, flew towards the window, and slapped it with a palm, smashing the window to pieces, and the person also fell under the window edge outside the house.

"The thief is gone!" Wei Buxiao chased after him angrily, but after running for less than two steps, a large amount of blood gushed out from his leg injury, and the amount of blood was very amazing. He was shocked in his heart that the wound under this stab was much more serious than the wound of the sword.

Although the two fought for several rounds, it didn't take much time before the people in the courtyard ran here with lantern torches in hand. Zhao Zheng fell under the shroud of the light, and without waiting for everyone to react, he immediately jumped onto the roof and disappeared into the darkness.

Wei Buxiao reluctantly chased after him, and also jumped on the roof, and after he ran a few steps, he felt dizzy, exhausted, and had a sign of death. Seeing Zhao Zheng jumping farther and farther, he was desperate in his heart, knowing that he would no longer be able to kill Zhao Zheng, he raised his voice and shouted: "It is not a pity for me and Zhang Yongling to die, but the hostess of my family is kind-hearted and has never done anything that hurts heaven and reason, you don't want to hurt her!" Otherwise, even if I turn into a ghost, I won't let you go! ”

"Zhang's and you are not the same raccoon dog, I won't kill her!" Zhao Zheng is a very principled person, and he didn't plan to do anything to Zhang's at all.

"That's ...... You said...... Don't break your promise......" Wei Buxiao became more and more weak the more he spoke, and finally knelt on one knee on the roof, his sleeves hung down, and he died on his knees.

Under the crescent moon, a black-clothed boy jumped out of the hospital, and a warrior came to the end of his life.

In contrast, one life and one death, one withering and one glory, one day and one place.