Whoever takes the lead and is ready to attack with an invincible posture can show stronger combat power at the beginning of the war, Xia Mi secretly inspected the situation around him, and there was nothing but darkness and depth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he walked towards Luo Rusheng step by step, and his momentum continued to accumulate and thicken with the steps of his steps, as if he wanted to give Luo Rusheng a fatal blow.

He didn't stop until he was less than five meters away from Luo Rusheng, and the corner of Xia Mi's clothes was windless and automatic, and the qi around him was as strong as a small storm. The two looked at each other again, and the killing intent in their eyes seemed to be able to explode sparks.

Luo Rusheng chuckled, his heart couldn't help but tighten, and said: "Sure enough, there is some strength, no wonder you dare to come alone!" ”

"The predecessor must be a person from Tianji Pavilion, right, this kind of trick will inevitably come to fruition?" Xia Mi swept Wei Ting lightly, smiled coldly, and there was anger in her eyes!

Luo Rusheng stood quietly in place, but the pressure on Xia Mi was extremely huge, and if he could give a blow through his state of mind, it would be the best policy. But after all, he still underestimated the other party, Luo Rusheng smiled indifferently, and did not take Xia Mi's sarcastic words to heart at all. Because all this is not from his hand, but the person who plays chess, although it is used as a chess piece, which makes him feel guilty, but if he can play Xia Mi, he can also be relieved.

Because of He Hao's death, hatred has filled his heart, and besides, what if he is not poisonous and not a husband, what about some means? History and process are written by the winners, how can the losers be qualified to talk about the comment paragraph?

"The scenery here is good, it's a good place to bury, you kill my beloved disciple, and you will come to the blood sacrifice tonight!" Luo Rusheng's expression remained the same, in his opinion, Xia Mi was just a thing in a bag.

At this point, Xia Mi didn't want to spend more time on her lips, stepped under her feet, stretched out her right hand forward, palms facing up, and the Tai Chi starting pose had already been posed. Luo Rusheng's right foot touched the ground, the boulder cracked, the person was like a strong wind, the momentum was like a broken bamboo, and he suddenly clapped his hands on Xia Mi.

Luo Rusheng's speed is comparable to He Hao, it is simply a world of difference, not to mention that he is just an ordinary move now, and he has not yet used the Seven Star Steps of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion. The momentum that Xia Mi carried before also exploded in full force at this moment, without reservation. The aura suddenly let go, and it was already a full three meters range, and everything was between applause, including Luo Rusheng's palm moves.

Of course, the basis of all this is that Xia Mi can shake the opponent's strength, even if he uses his strength to fight, even if he can't beat it, he can't exceed the range of bearing, otherwise he will be tired of parrying.

Compared with He Ting's reliance on the old and selling the old at the beginning, Luo Rusheng has never looked down on Xia Mi, and his shot is ten percent of his strength.

Bang, bang!

Xia Mi walks like a cat, and her luck is like a silk, soft but not soft, rigid but not hard. Luo Rusheng's palm is fierce and violent, and Xia Mi is soft and strong, and the two of them have two palms in a row. Natsumi took a few steps back, as if stepping on dirt, leaving deep stone pits. On the other hand, Luo Rusheng's legs were like two wooden stakes, blasting open the boulder under his feet, regrettably not moving.

Judgment from above.

Although Xia Mi has been making continuous progress, he is only limited to the first realm of the three realms of Taiji, and Luo Rusheng is already comparable to a high-level soul master, and even stronger than Tang Erniang.

"It's really hard for you to have such attainments at such a young age." The corners of Luo Rusheng's eyes twitched, and his voice was cold.

Xia Mi snorted coldly, and the Taiji diagram flashed instantly, like a bright light in this dark night, flashing with a scorching light, "Go on!" ”

The road of the strong can only be sharpened in blood and fire to become stronger and stronger, and the blade must always have a whetstone to polish, otherwise how to be invincible? Luo Rusheng was solemn, jumped high and landed on Xia Mi's right side, and the first step of the Seven Star Step came out, and the speed instantly doubled.

Before the afterimage dissipated, the deity had already appeared above Xia Mi's head, turning into a fist with a thunderous momentum and blasting towards Xia Mi's face. Before the punch reached its strength, Xia Mi stared, her black hair danced wildly, and her mouth burst into tears, "Get out!" ”

"Boom! Click..."

Luo Rusheng's fist slammed on the Taiji diagram, from point to surface, like brittle glass, gradually cracking, forming a huge spider web. A huge roar resounded through the Lion Rock, and the entire top of the mountain seemed to shake, Wei Ting's face changed dramatically, her eyes were full of worry, and she wanted to get up to help, but she tore the wound, and her pale face was even more bloodless.

"Bang!"

"Tai Chi Palm."

After all, the Taiji diagram was difficult to resist, and it completely exploded, and Luo Rusheng's fist strength was also offset by most of it, Xia Mi slapped it out with one palm, and touched it with his fist!

Luo Rusheng sneered at the corner of his mouth, not giving Xia Mi a chance to react, his body instantly flipped in the air, and after landing on the ground, he suddenly took the second step of the Seven Star Steps. The moment the figure dissipated, Xia Mi's complexion changed, and without thinking, he stepped on his feet suddenly, and his body shot out in the opposite direction.

"Want to go? Ridiculous..."

The mutation was sudden, and Xia Mi thought that he could avoid the next offensive, so that there was room for buffering. Who knows, this is just Luo Rusheng's trick, Xia Mi secretly screamed badly, but where did he have time to take precautions. Between the lightning and flint, Luo Rusheng kicked Xia Mi in the chest, and the huge force suddenly made his body fly upside down.

A tearing pain in his chest almost made him unconscious, but fortunately, the extraordinary willpower always kept him clear. Xia Mi's face became more and more pale, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "Are you really going to die here today?" ”

He laughed at himself, and was worried that the other party would have an ambush, but now that he thinks about it, he doesn't need it at all, he is still too weak, too weak. is so weak that he can't even protect the people around him, and he was still talking arrogantly a moment ago, is he going to be stillborn now?

At this time, in the pavilion halfway up the mountainside, He Xingluo and He Han glanced at each other and smiled. He Xingluo couldn't help but stand up, squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the top position, and said coldly: "It seems that our game of chess can end here." ”

He Han frowned when he heard this, and said with some disapproval: "Young Master seems to be speaking too early? He couldn't have been so weak. ”

He Xingluo shook his head and said with a smile: "Luo Rusheng has fully gained the upper hand, Xia Mi has no power to resist, at this moment, have we found someone coming from this halfway up the mountain?" ”

He Han shook his head, and He Xingluo continued: "There are two reasons, first, the people behind Xia Mi have encountered resistance. Second, they thought that Xia Mi could cope with it, and they had no idea of helping. ”

"He Han, He Han... Obviously, your claim that the weather is wrong is just speculation. Haha..."He Xingluo laughed, there was joy and helplessness in the laughter, and there seemed to be a sense of being overwhelmed by the cold.

He glanced at the chess game on the table, and couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart, is this just the beginning about to end?