The lone wolf old knife bowed down, and the overwhelming strength came out.

A palm attacked, and the small space was full of palm shadows, covering all the key points in front of Song Yun, not to mention resisting ordinary people, just afraid that they would feel dazzled at a glance.

Song Yun was not in danger, he just punched out, and he was not affected at all.

"Karala!"

The sound of shattering continued to sound, the strength of the fist continued to move forward, and the palm shadow continued to shatter.

The surrounding wooden staircase made an overwhelming "squeak" sound, and then "boom" and collapsed directly.

After the two collided, the strength of the scattering exceeded the limit, and Lin Xiang was in a daze, and was overturned to the ground, touching the wound on his arm, and screaming one after another.

At this moment, Song Yun and the lone wolf old knife had no intention of retreating, they just wanted to compete at the peak.

"Get out!"

The angry shouts broke out again, and the remnants of the lone wolf old knife continued to converge, and each time the momentum was more than doubled.

At the beginning, Song Yun's heavy punch could also break through some of the palm shadows on the other side's periphery, but in the back, with the successive convergence of palm shadows, the momentum exuded by the two people was equal, and they were equal.

It's like two mountains that move at a high level, collapsing in an instant, and then crashing into each other.

"Bang!"

The fists smashed together, the floor slab under the feet of the two of them, the continuous shattering of the "Kara Kara", the glass that had been broken by Song Yun, and the remaining residues were completely impacted and shattered by the force, and even some of them were turned into powder.

The magnificent power rushed like a tide, and there was a secondary collision.

Immediately afterwards, the sleeves of the two were all shattered, and the bulging muscles of the arms showed the masculine beauty of the man.

In the end, the two each took a step back, competed at the top, and were evenly divided.

The lone wolf old knife squinted his eyes, exuding a dangerous light, as if he could tear Song Yun apart and devour it at any time.

"Boy, it's very interesting, I thought I had seen all your strength, but I didn't expect you to reach the limit yet."

"Don't say that kind of thing, it's not interesting, if this can surprise you, then there are many more things to be surprised. When you die here, it will not be too late to be surprised when you arrive at the Hades Palace. ”

"Very well, I like the way you die."

When the words fell, the lone wolf old knife suddenly shook his body, "snort", the clothes on his upper body were instantly broken, and on his back, there was a strange short knife less than a meter long and more than twenty centimeters wide, or it looked more like a brake blade.

"How long has it been? I think, it must have been seven years, you are the first opponent worthy of my knife in these seven years of middle age, since my knife has appeared, then, if you don't see blood, you will never stop. ”

The wrist flipped, and the strange short knife was already in his hand, and there was a buzzing and trembling sound.

"Do you hear that? This knife has spirituality, and it is waiting to drink your blood. ”

"Thinking too much, your knife is crying, it's scared, and when it sees me, it will only beg for mercy."

At this time, Yu Zegang finally arrived and shouted:

"your fart, my master will definitely split you. Master, I'll help you kill this damn boy. ”

"Get out!"

I never thought that the lone wolf old knife didn't give his apprentice Yu Zegang any face at all.

"You shit, you can fall twice in the same place, and you still can't see it? You're no match for this kid at all. I told you back then, your talent is good, but you don't have the brave heart of a martial artist, you feel that you can never surpass me as a teacher, so you began to practice marksmanship, which makes your progress slower and slower, and now, finally meet a master, right? You're just going to embarrass me. ”

Yu Zegang's face was blue and purple, obviously extremely annoyed.

"This kid deserves to die at my hands, and I don't need you to help make a mess, get out of the way."

His heart was about to explode, but Yu Zegang could only respond helplessly:

"Yes, master."

Standing aside, Yu Zegang looked at Song Yun's eyes, and a raging flame burned in a trance, wishing that Song Yun would die immediately now, so as to wash away all the shame on him.

"Boy, it's your honor to die under my good sword."

"Relying on the old and selling the old, nonsense, are you sick?" Song Yun's expression was flat, but the words he said pierced his heart, and he didn't save any more face for the lone wolf old knife.

"Die!"

The lone wolf old knife's face was gloomy, and he rushed forward with the knife, the moment the blade was raised, the breath of death continued to permeate, and the floor between the two was overturned by the strength of the knife, and it hit Song Yun with a bang, which was extremely terrifying.

Lin Xiaoya was extremely worried, her palms were full of sweat, for fear that Song Yun would have an accident in the next moment.

"Broken!"

Standing proudly, Song Yun is still like a spear, between heaven and earth, no one can make him bend down.

Punching hard, the boxing power exploded wildly.

"Karala!"

The striking plank shattered, and the voice of the lone wolf old knife suddenly sounded:

"Push the knife and slash."

The right hand competed, the blade of the knife swept suddenly, and at the moment when the strength and speed rushed to the peak, the lone wolf old knife stretched out his left hand and pushed it accurately on the back of the knife.

The whistling sound was extremely terrible, and the sword light flickered, unstoppable.

Song Yun had seen an ancient martial artist use the move of pushing a knife to slash before, under normal circumstances, most swordsmen would use this move, but it was really the first one who could exert the power of the sky like a lone wolf old knife.

At the critical moment, Song Yun did not retreat but advanced.

"Broken!"

It was still an earth-shattering outburst, and Song Yun shot hard, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

At the moment when the strength of the fist reached its peak, Song Yu suddenly changed his move, and the heavy punch turned into a finger and struck.

After reaching the peak of strength, he suddenly changed his moves, which was a taboo for martial artists, because at this time, it was often the stage when the old strength was exhausted and the new strength had not yet been generated.

Of course, this is what happens in general.

Song Yunke has never been an ordinary person, and he will not abandon his martial arts for no reason and take the initiative to fall into a disadvantage.

The moment of the change of moves, the power of that finger, the momentum of the entire outburst was extremely powerful, not only did not waste the accumulation of fist strength, but went further.

The speed was beyond the limit, and before the short knife swept to the critical point, Song Yun's wrist skyrocketed like magic, and he took the first step to approach the eyebrows of the lone wolf old knife.

If the old knife continues to move, then the two of them will end up together, this is obviously a situation that the lone wolf old knife can not accept, he is a long-famous killer, although he was defeated, but his opponent is Luo Zhiqiu, one of the top ten martial artists, and now if he dies with a junior, the lone wolf old knife feels that he will die.

The figure was relaxed and then retreated, and the old knife chose to change his moves.

However, what Song Yun was waiting for was this opportunity, when he made a move just now, his body was originally in a state of bowing forward, and at the moment when the old knife changed his move, Song Yun's body stretched out and shouted coldly:

"Give me death."

The old knife frowned, and then realized that he had made a mistake that he should not have made.