Punch, wear out yin and yang! Knives, bring death!

As Xie Feihong and the little old man Wu Ming shot again, it seemed that the entire Cuiyun Peak peak was shaking!

One after another, blades like the ancient moon pierced the sky, and everything that passed was cut off!

A fist smashed down like a chaotic furnace, and all the places pointed by the fist were worn out and cracked!

The two sides had only been fighting for a few rounds, and the pleasant scenery of the Cuiyun Peak itself had all been swept away by the aftermath of the battle between the two of them!

As for the center of the battle, it has already revealed the broken lines of the road like a violent earthquake! With the ground that has no armor left, it is as if this place has been in drought for three years, and the land is thousands of miles away!

Rumble! Finally, in a violent roar, the two sides separated again, and returned to the place where the two had confronted each other before the battle.

"Rejoice! Joyfully! The little old man Wu Ming was fanatical and didn't look like an old man at all, and shouted at Xie Feihong, whose blade was almost interrupted by his iron fist: "This is what I want!" ”

The knife in Xie Feihong's hand was almost broken, and now it was in tatters, and the fist of the little old man Wu Ming was naturally not much better, it was covered with staggered scars.

If it were an ordinary person, these hands would have been abolished a long time ago, but the little old man Wu Ming was most proud of the kung fu in his hands, and for this reason, he also specialized in practicing body refining exercises such as a hundred hands. In addition, the unique internal skills he created based on the basic Tuna technique may be inferior in terms of destructive power, but in terms of body cultivation and recovery, he has completely defeated some so-called peerless martial arts.

It is precisely in this way that the little old man Wu Ming can fight with Xie Feihong so far, and even become more and more courageous!

"Do you want to continue?" Xie Feihong glanced at the little old man's nameless fist, then at the knife in his hand and asked lightly: "If you continue, then I have to solemnly remind you, because the next attack is as simple as just now!" ”

"What? Can your sword be stronger? The little old man Wu Ming couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he heard this, and his eyes were solemn.

Just like what he just said, the martial arts cultivation has reached the point where they are, and it is already superfluous to lie, so the other party is really likely to be more ruthless in the next arrival! More ferocious!

"That's right," Xie Feihong said expressionlessly.

"Then I really want to see it!" The little old man Wu Mingwen's eyes instantly erupted with incomparable fanaticism: "Come on, let me see your stronger knife, your sharper slash!" ”

Hearing this, Xie Feihong slightly adjusted the posture of the knife in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Don't die!" Wu Ming! ”

By now, Xie Feihong, who had fought with the other party for more than a dozen rounds, had actually calmed down the killing intent in his heart. Now there is only the sympathy between the warriors who belong to the other party.

The reason why Xie Feihong was willing to intercede for Ye Gucheng, who was seeking to usurp the throne, was because opponents were rare, and Xie Feihong needed opponents to hone his martial arts.

Now he has a new opponent who is faintly able and evenly matched, and although this opponent is a little older, he is also more sophisticated in his shots. Although he has a certain personal grudge with himself, in the face of martial arts, these are all minor problems.

Therefore, if possible, Xie Feihong really doesn't want to solve the other party at once, and staying and repeatedly brushing up experience is the best solution.

"So confident?" The little old man Wu Ming also kept adjusting himself slightly: "Then I hope your next performance can be worthy of such confidence!" ”

Seeing that the other party was ready, Xie Feihong naturally didn't say anything more. The long knife in his hand was raised again, and the artistic conception that seemed to be cut off by anything reappeared!

It's just that this time it's different from just now, and there are some different things in this artistic conception, which makes this artistic conception more real and more terrifying!

And the most important thing is that as Xie Feihong raised the long knife in his hand, Xie Feihong directly behind him, condensed a faint phantom that also raised the knife! Although this phantom is difficult to spot if you don't pay attention to it if you don't look at it with your eyes. But in this low-level martial arts world, this kind of appearance is revealed, and the artistic conception of some magical fairy style is enough to make people shocking!

"What is this!?" The little old man Wu Ming looked at the long knife raised in Xie Feihu's hand, and the pressure brought by the phantom behind him, as if it was about to tear people's hearts and souls apart, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

Under the target of this phantom, the little old man felt that the bones on his body seemed to be wailing, and his soul seemed to be being targeted by a top-level predator, and he subconsciously trembled!

Is this really the realm of power that people can reach?! Although Xie Feihong's knife did not fall, the little old man Wu Ming felt that even the dangers he had just added together were not as great as the danger that this phantom gave him!

Is this a sharper knife, a more absolute slash?! I'm afraid this is no longer a mortal method!

True meaning! It is a sublimation of artistic conception! Although what Xie Feihong has now is only a prototype of a trace of sincerity, it is not something that ordinary artistic conception can compete with!

This kind of true meaning, even in the Tianjiao, powerful, and supreme high martial arts and even immortal martial arts world where Xie Feihong is located, is not something that no one can have, let alone such a low martial world as the legend of Lu Xiaofeng.

As a result, even the little old man Wu Ming's heart was like a rock, and he couldn't help but lose his mind in front of Xie Feihong's obvious true intentions.

It was too late, it was fast, and it was at this time that the long knife in Xie Feihong's hand was swung down, and at the same time, the phantom that represented the true meaning was also slashed!

It's the same knife that seems to be able to cut anything, but there seems to be something different in it, which makes this knife more real and makes this knife more powerful!

As this knife fell, for a while, even the rock-solid mind of the little old man Wu Ming seemed to be frozen, and he could only look at that knife, which was like a groundbreaking knife to his eyebrows!

Is this what death tastes like? With the fall of Xie Feihong's knife, which should not have appeared in the world, the little old man Wu Ming suddenly gave birth to a kind of morning news, and he had no regrets when he died.

It's good to be able to die under this kind of knife than to linger on the sickbed. Now it's a pity that I clearly see the way forward, but I don't have the opportunity to step into it!

The brilliance dissipated, and the little old man Wu Ming finally regained control of his body. Seeing that Xie Feihong's knife stopped between his eyebrows like this, and did not cut down, the little old man Wu Ming couldn't help but ask in a deep voice, "Why?" Why not cut it down with one slash? Are you taking pity on me? ”

"The opponent is hard to find, the taste of loneliness, you should understand," Xie Feihong put away his knife and said lightly.

Lonely? The little old man couldn't help but be silent, and after a moment of silence, he continued to ask, "What was your knife just now?" ”

"True meaning!" Xie Feihong knew everything.

"Really?" The little old man Wu Ming said in a deep voice: "It's appropriate. ”

"Want to learn? I can teach you," Xie Feihong chuckled.

The little old man Wu Ming's pupils couldn't help shrinking when he heard this, and he muttered for a moment before refusing: "No need, yours is always yours." Since you Xie Feihong can do it, so can I, Wu Ming! I'll have my own true intentions! I just hope you don't regret your decision today! ”

"Regrets?" Xie Feihong said in a deep voice: "I don't regret two words in Xie Feihong's dictionary!" ”

PS: The update of this book is indeed a hard injury.,There's no way the author still has a book on the shelves at the starting point to serialize.,And the author is also a handicap.,So please bear with me again.。