"Boy, did you see anything strange?"

The person who came came dressed in a coat and stepped on the rain, his leather boots were full of mud, perhaps because he felt unwell, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his voice seemed a little gloomy.

Li Xinghuan looked at each other in surprise, he didn't expect that in such weather, someone would come, and the person who came seemed to have something to say, but it made his heart move, could it be that he was attracted by the movement just now?

However, his face did not show any discoloration, and there was just the right amount of confusion in his eyes: "What?"

The visitor frowned, his two thick eyebrows were twisted together, he stared at Li Xinghuan tightly, a little suspicious, as if he wanted to see some clues from his expression, but what disappointed him was that the young man in front of him looked confused, and his expression did not seem to be fake.

"Hmph!" The man in the cloth didn't want to believe this result, and snorted coldly: "Boy, you have to think clearly, if you dare to lie to Uncle Ben, hehe......"

He took a step forward, the aura on his body changed sharply, his eyes were full of threat, and his eyes were like a wolf, looking at Li Xinghuan, as if he was considering which part of his body to tear off a piece of flesh.

"I ...... What am I lying to you about?" Li Xinghuan's face turned pale, and he subconsciously shrank back.

However, soon, as if realizing that his actions were suspected of showing weakness, the young man's pale face suddenly turned red, and he stiffened his neck and gave the man in the coat a non-showing look, but when his eyes touched slightly, he became hesitant again.

The people of Lingyi laughed in their hearts, but they were just a timid and reckless ordinary teenager, maybe they were too careful, or it was important to continue to look for that thing, it must be a treasure that could exude such a vision, why should they put their minds on such an ordinary teenager?

While the man in the cloth was groaning, Li Xinghuan was also secretly looking at him.

The person who came came with a vigorous pace and a calm breath, should be a master who has entered the stream.

The performance he just had, although most of it was pretended, he really felt the pressure, as if he was a baby facing a strong man.

In his spare time, I heard Gu Xianyun say that in this river and lake, ordinary masters can probably be divided into two types: inflow and non-inflow.

There are thousands of martial artists in the world, and there are not many who can enter the house, even if the elite soldiers carefully cultivated by the imperial court can fight more than ten adult strong men with their bare hands, they are still classified as unpopular.

The warriors who enter the stream are roughly divided into three grades, from low to high, they are third-rate, second-rate and first-class.

The so-called third-rate warriors, also known as the Ming Jin warriors, have infinite strength, can pull the galloping horse, can also open the monument and gravel, and put it in the army is a peerless fierce general with one enemy and one hundred.

A second-rate master, dark and penetrating, hurting people invisibly, picking flowers and leaves, can kill.

The first-class master, the use of strength has been perfected, and he is also known as the master of strength.

Although Gu Xianyun never mentioned it, Li Xinghuan guessed that she herself was probably a master at this level.

Listening to Gu Xianyun's meaning, there seems to be a more advanced realm above the first-class, but she never mentioned it.

The man in front of him was at least a third-rate master, and when he came to this conclusion, his heart suddenly sank.

This kind of master is naturally not his opponent, although the "Demon Seed Chapter" is abnormal, it is not something that can be learned overnight, even if Gu Xianyun planted the demon seed for him, it was just to lay a foundation for him, but it saved him a lot of effort.

And now, he is only a little stronger than ordinary people in terms of strength, and the gap between him and the incoming martial artists is naturally not a trick.

If he had a choice, Li Xinghuan naturally didn't want to be an enemy of such a master, but from the first sentence that Lingyi asked, he understood that there was no possibility of relaxation between the two sides.

The so-called Tao is different and does not conspire with each other, involving his own secrets, how could Li Xinghuan explain the vision just now to the Lingyi people? And if the Lingyi people knew that they had been deceived, how could they give up?

Compared with these, he was more worried that the people in the clothes would be discouraged.

There is a faint evil aura on the body of the person who comes, which makes people chill, and there must have been a lot of lives in their hands, how can they be a good kind? For this kind of person, what is the point of killing one more person?

Li Xinghuan's speculation is not unreasonable, the real name of the person in the cloth is Duan Laoqi, from the Demon Gate Blood Sect, this trip is to welcome a big man from the sect, but he doesn't want to just bump into such a vision, so he simply takes a look.

The people in the Demon Gate have a cruel temperament, and killing people is naturally nothing, if their whereabouts are exposed and they attract the pursuit of the Night Division, it will be very bad.

The imperial court has never had a good impression of the people in the Demon Gate, and if there is a chance to meet them, they will naturally not show mercy to their subordinates.

Li Xinghuan had been quietly paying attention to Duan Laoqi, and when he found that a fierce light flashed in his eyes and was walking towards him, he knew that the situation was developing in the direction he least wanted to see.

"You...... What are you going to do?"

Li Xinghuan seemed to be taken aback, shrank back, with undisguised fear on his face, and the only remaining bit of courage seemed to disappear in an instant.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Duan Laoqi sneered, "You'll know right away!"

Feeling the young man's frightened gaze, Duan Laoqi felt a strange satisfaction in his heart, if it wasn't for the important business, he wouldn't mind playing for a while.

It's just that Duan Laoqi didn't notice that an imperceptible cold light flashed in Li Xinghuan's eyes.

His hand quietly touched his waist, and when he pinched an oil-paper bag, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Ten Steps...... Five-step ...... Three-step ......

Seeing Duan Laoqi approaching, Li Xinghuan looked panicked, but the coldness in his eyes deepened.

When Duan Laoqi walked in front of him, stretched out a hand the size of a fan, and grabbed it towards Li Xinghuan, Li Xinghuan finally moved.

He suddenly raised a handful of white powder and threw it towards Duan Laoqi.

Duan Laoqi didn't expect this scene, he was shocked, and hurriedly reached out to block it.

However, he was caught off guard, and all the dust drilled into the cracks of his palms, instantly fascinating his eyes.

"Ahh

Duan Laoqi roared angrily, like an enraged beast, not only because of the anger after being fooled, but also because of the pain in his eyes.

Hurt!

It hurts like a fire!

It hurts straight to the heart!

It turned out that what Li Xinghuan spilled just now was a handful of quicklime, which was originally carried by the scoundrels when they were fighting, and Li Xinghuan also pretended to be a little bit, not wanting to play a miraculous effect at this moment.

Especially the rainstorm just now, Duan Laoqi was drenched, and at this moment, the quicklime encountered water, which was tantamount to a basin of boiling water splashed on his face, instantly burning his flesh and blood.

And Li Xinghuan didn't make a move, and he was ruthless when he made a move.

When Duan Laoqi roared and roared, he moved!

The body is like a bow, the fist is like an arrow, and a punch is to the sky!

Cupola!

It was a powerful blow, and the target was aimed at the opponent's throat, if this punch hit, even if the third-rate master had a bright strength to protect the body, it would be hit hard in an instant!

Duan Laoqi was shocked and angry, the change happened too quickly, he didn't have time to react at all, who would have thought that a little white rabbit that seemed harmless to humans and animals would suddenly show its fangs at him?

Fortunately, the sneak attack just now only hurt one eye, but it didn't make him lose his combat power, even if he only had one eye left, he could tear that despicable and shameless boy apart!

However, at this moment, the sound of breaking the air in his ears surprised him, could it be that this kid still dared to take the initiative?

There was no time to react, he hurriedly reached out and blocked in the direction where the sound came from.

Rumble!

The fist and palm were handed over, Duan Laoqi was shocked, although this punch was blocked, it shook his palm numb.

Ignoring the pain in his palm, he clasped his palm and wanted to grab Li Xinghuan's hand first.

However, Li Xinghuan had already expected it, how could he let him get his wish? Before Duan Laoqi could buckle it with his hand, he had already slipped out like a swimming fish.

Without the slightest hesitation, the second blow that had been gathering momentum for a long time was delivered like thunder!

Flirting with legs!

This is naturally another move that cannot be put on the table, even if it is a gangster fight, few people use this move, not only because it is shameless, but also because this move is too vicious, but all men are afraid of three points.

At the same time, it also means that this trick is extremely practical.

The third-rate martial artist is strong and powerful, and Li Xinghuan has no confidence that he can break through his defenses with his bare hands, so he can only make a decision.

In his mind, no matter how high the opponent's martial arts are, the key point is the key point after all, how can it be completely protected?

As for other people's opinions, he doesn't care, in the face of life and death, how to choose, there is no need to think about it, he has never been a self-proclaimed saint and gentleman.

However, will this blow work?

Boom!

The blow was like a blow, and a dull sound exploded in the air.

Li Xinghuan's leg was grabbed by a big hand, and he couldn't move forward for half a point.

The corners of Duan Laoqi's mouth showed a sinister smile, cold and cruel, with a smug mockery.

He raised his other hand, and turned it into a knife, slashing it hard, and he was about to destroy one of the legs of the young man in front of him.

He looked at the boy with the only eye he had left, trying to see the panic, fear, and despair on his face, only to be disappointed.

Li Xinghuan's face was calm as usual, his dark eyes were as deep as the night sky, and a cold light suddenly flashed like thunder piercing the night.

Duan Laoqi was slightly stunned, and his shot slowed down a little.

Now is the time!

Li Xinghuan didn't hesitate, he just leaned back and fell to the ground, but the other foot kicked high and hit the opponent's throat!

Yellow dog!

It is still a superficial and ordinary move, but the timing and angle of the shot are impeccable, even as an opponent, Duan Laoqi still can't help but praise it in his heart.

However, if the same part is missed once, will it work the second time? If you really think so, it is too naïve!

Duan Laoqi thought about it, the corners of his mouth showed a bit of ridicule, and the hand that was about to fall was immediately raised, blocking it towards his throat, and he wanted to repeat the old trick and grab Li Xinghuan's other foot in his hand.

He had already thought about it, not tearing this kid in half was not enough to relieve the hatred in his heart!

However, the next moment, his pupils shrank.

A cold light came from the tip of the young man's shoe, surpassing the extreme speed of life and death.

Burst!

It was the sound of the soldier entering the flesh, and a splash of blood was raised.