"Fireball!" When he approached, the magic ring inlaid with a ruby in Dongfang Ming's hand suddenly flashed a faint red light, and a flame appeared in the air.

With a whoosh, the ball of flame shot at Takeda Torotaro.

At this time, although Takeda Torataro adjusted his posture with his eyes slightly closed, his eyes were always on the other party, and he did not leave the other party for a minute or a second.

When he saw the flames coming out of the flames of spontaneous combustion without fire, his first reaction was to be stunned.

That's right, he was very surprised now, and his heart was even more shocked.

The other party's first impression of him was that of a martial artist, an oriental martial artist of the innate realm.

Now this innate martial artist actually summoned a ball of flames and controlled it to shoot at him, which was completely unexpected.

When will an innate martial artist be able to use an ability, is this innate martial artist still a supernatural person?

Masaka (won't be) ......

The road to martial arts is so arduous, as an alien, it is unbelievable that there is still time to try to practice martial arts and practice to the innate realm.

Holding the other party's not simple judgment, Takeda Torataro immediately chose to do it. Since the other party is an innate martial artist, then the ability level is definitely not bad, at least it will be an S-level ability.

In a flash of cold light, the knife is out of its sheath!

A half-ring wave of air then flew out of the katana, rapidly expanding, forming a huge crescent moon about six or seven meters long.

The red fireball the size of a basketball was instantly sparked by the air blade and dissipated into the air.

And Dongfang Ming, who was prepared, jumped lightly, and with the blessing of the storm arm, he jumped out of a height of more than two meters, easily avoiding the crescent-shaped air wave.

Seeing the other party leap high and avoid his own slashing wave, Takeda Torataro's face became even more ugly.

Although he knew that the other party was forcing him to strike first, but now when he saw that the other party had premeditated and avoided the blow that he was quietly preparing to kill, he inevitably felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Maybe he shouldn't take the initiative and let the others try the other party's bottom first.

Now Takeda Torotaro regrets it a little in his heart, and feels that he was too reckless.

But!

This weirdo also underestimates him too much!

With his eyes fixed, the katana sword in Takeda Torotaro's hand flicked away, and it was already in the sheath, and he put on the same posture as he had just now.

According to the opponent's speed, it is enough for him to use the sword drawing technique once!

"This old guy ......" Seeing that the other party instantly completed the knife retraction action and put on the posture just now, Dongfang Ming narrowed his eyes, and after his feet landed, he was as fast as a meteor, and rushed towards Takeda Torotaro at an accelerated speed. He didn't run as fast as he could, but he had a lot of energy to spare.

In the blink of an eye, Dongfang Ming rushed three or four meters in front of the other party, and it was estimated that he would be able to touch the other party's body in the next second.

"So fast! It's too late! Seeing this, Takeda Torataro shouted in a low voice, immediately stopped accumulating strength, and quickly drew his sword.

Silver light flashed, and the cold blade slashed at the colored air shield.

Dongfang Ming's right fist hit the opponent's left side of the face hard......

Of course, someone's offensive was not over, and a flame suddenly appeared between the two of them and shot Takeda in the abdomen.

"Boy, you've been fooled!" At this moment, Takeda Torataro's sudden burst of applause, and the exit was actually Chinese, not Japanese, which is often spoken. At the same time, a powerful momentum was released from his body, and the fireball was instantly dispersed, leaving only a burning mark on his clothes.

"Quack quack ......" Then, the air hood formed by the colored gang gas began to make a cracking sound like broken glass, and cracks appeared on the surface of the air hood!

At the moment when the colored air shield broke, Takeda Torataro finally saw the other party's appearance clearly.

"Hahaha!" Looking directly at the mask that was half smiling and half crying, an irrepressible joy welled up from his heart, and Takeda Torotaro couldn't help but laugh at it. His face was full of wrinkles, and his smile was terrifying, it was not a smile at all, but a grimace.

"Idiot, it's you who fell for it." Under the laughter of the other party, Dongfang Ming easily snatched the weapon from his hand, and stabbed the katana into the opponent's body while replying coldly.

The sharp blade was stained with blood and poked out from the back, and Takeda Torataro's expression had frozen, and his eyes looked at each other in disbelief.

This ending, he estimated that when he was dying, he didn't expect it to be like this.

"See you again, flat-headed samurai." Immediately, with a cold voice, Dongfang Ming pulled out the blade from the opponent's body.

"You ......" Takeda Torataro seemed to want to say something, but his throat was sweet, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and didn't say anything.

"I won't let go of your ......" With a dead face, he relied on the strength of the innate realm to temporarily hang his life, and did not fall down immediately.

Seeing that the other party was still a little angry, as if he was a little strong, Dongfang Ming was also interested, and said, "Do you know what you are going to lose?" ”

"For ...... Miscellaneous...... ......Hearing this, the frail Takeda Torotaro asked in awkward Chinese. As a samurai, he actually wanted to know why he had failed.

Dongfang Ming glanced at the people of the evil sect who were silently killing, stabbed the katana into the opponent's body again, and replied, "You have too much nonsense. ”

"Poof!" The old warrior immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Hey, why aren't you dead?" Seeing that the other party could still stare at him, Dongfang Ming felt a little incredible. Didn't you stab or slash someone on TV and die instantly?

Of course, although someone knows that it is a lie, but this Japanese samurai was stabbed twice in a row, and he is still so energetic, unscientific!

So, Dongfang Ming stabbed back and forth several times in a row with a knife, which was a bit of a disembowelment of the other party.

At this time, Takeda Torataro, who was holding back his most anger, was really angry!

Before he died, he must send this guy to Santuchuan first!

The left hand released the scabbard, and Takeda Torataro grabbed Dongfang Ming's right hand holding the knife!

At the same time, he clenched his right hand into a fist and threw all his strength into his right arm......

"Tiger Fist ......" silently, Takeda Torataro attacked the opponent with one punch. And his right fist appeared a tiger's head phantom, opened his mouth wide, and bit at his prey, like a roar.

On the other side, although Xiao Yulong kept whining and crying, he didn't forget to watch the battle, he happened to be watching the battle between Dongfang Ming and Takeda Torotaro right now. When he saw the phantom, he couldn't help but exclaim, "That's ...... The tiger-shaped fist that was stolen from the Xingyi Gate! "A hundred years ago, some sects in the Shenzhou Continent were stolen and lost some martial arts cheats, and this Tiger Fist was one of the martial arts registered for theft at that time, and its moves were described in detail, which can be seen at a glance.