The sound of broken bones was so faint and helpless in the roar of metal. Chong Feidu's left foot lost the cushion of his right foot and slammed it into the metal ground, breaking his calf bone on the spot. The chief disciple of the Black Mountain Villa made a quick decision, and he couldn't wait for his body to fall to the ground, and from every pore around him, endless blue vapor erupted.

The soul mist rises, and the battle soul turns into a heart. His body swelled, tearing through his black robes and turning into a demon ape with thick limbs.

To the left and right, cubes slammed into him, trying to squeeze him into a meatloaf. Chong Feidu roared, and the heavy fist fell on the cube one after the other, only making a small pit on the metal surface, but the cube was paused for a second, and then he relied on the feet of the war spirit to stomp on the roaring ground, step by step, rushing towards the silver dust like a chariot.

In the field of vision, the long silver hair, suddenly no wind automatically, the silver robe shattered at the same time, revealing the black robe inside, a red bright finger stretched out the same wide cuffs, the fingertips ignited the red flame, the blue light in the red flame flashed, and then the red lotus flashed on the metal ground.

The metal behind him completely melted, turning into a flood that was more dangerous than the electroplating solution, and the repetition in the transformation state could not use the cold qi, but he could spawn a black bone broadsword from the palms of the giant ape's hands.

A pair of big knives, domineering, he swung a knife back, and the wind pressure formed by the blade cutting through the air turned into a wind-like stream, scattering the torrent of lava behind him. The blade in his other hand rushed forward with his body, the tip of the knife pointed directly at the silver-haired boy's chest.

Silver Dust's left hand clenched, and the arcane transformation shield sword set appeared, but instead of pulling out the sword embedded in the shield, his right hand threw a punch forward.

The holy light bloomed, and the golden pillar of light was born from the fist wind, and it bombarded the giant ape's stomach vertically, and an unimaginable soft and huge force surged, directly pushing Chong Feidu backwards.

The tower shield in his left hand was standing on the ground by the silver dust, freeing up his left hand to gather the wind, and the endless storm emanated from the palm of his hand, turning into a whirlwind and chasing towards Chongfeidu, halfway through the chase, the wind solidified and turned into a metal wall.

The heavy tower shield was lifted by the silver dust, and the long sword was drawn in his right hand, and the dark metal shield suddenly turned red, and the shield sword turned into fire.

The black figure suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already in front of Chong Feidu. At this time, the transformation of the battle soul on his body had just been lifted by the curse holy light, and it was just when the battle spirit retreated and the cold qi surged. Among the boxing fighters, there are not many people who can maintain the transformation of the battle spirit for a long time, and most boxers are still accustomed to using the battle spirit qi to fight, and Chong Feidu is no exception. Seeing the silver dust emerge from the dark void, the sword of Yanhuang in his right hand slashed out, although it was just the most ordinary style in "Qingfeng Duel", but it also swept in with a monstrous wave of fire, and in the fire wave, there was a little bit of blue light flashing, and at a glance, he knew that it was something vicious. Chong Feidu knew that he must not be touched by the flames on his body, just like the poisonous fist power swung by his boxer, he immediately exerted his two feet and rose into the air in the darkness, but the fist slammed downward, and the fist condensed four fingers, hidden but not released, and the cold mist in the air immediately condensed into a huge ice fist, protecting the fist, and falling towards Yinchen's head like a hammer.

As soon as the silver dust fell into the air, even if he was carrying "Guanlan", he couldn't put away his sword for a while, so he could only raise the shield in his left hand to block it. The heavy fist of ice landed on the flame tower shield, not afraid of the loud noise of the red face, and a circle of dark white wind spread out, condensing a circle of ice flowers in the middle of the road, flying wantonly.

Under the heavy punch, the cold energy broke out, because the shield burning with flames was accompanied by high temperature, this faint cold air could not penetrate into the tower shield, and could only explode another circle of fine ice spikes on the shield surface, and the ice spikes and flames hedged again, producing a third annihilation, and the three forces were entangled together, forming an incomparably terrifying thrust, forcing Silver Dust to take three steps back.

Melee combat, being repelled by the enemy is a big no-no. Forced to retreat, his body must be stiff, his center of gravity is unstable, and his steps are lost, and there is actually no defense to speak of at this moment, let alone deliver any decent offensive moves. In the final analysis, fighting with people on the rivers and lakes only pays attention to the stability of the lower plate, so that the strength of the whole body can be gathered to strike a thunderous blow, if it is only with the strength of one hand and one leg, I am afraid that even the opponent's defense will not be able to break through.

Chong Feidu saw Yinchen retreating, his center of gravity was unstable, and he knew that this was a great opportunity, not to mention that Yinchen gave up his strengths and weaknesses and faced the enemy with close combat, but he was afraid that his heart was already arrogant and arrogant, and at this time, when he encountered a setback, his heart was also balanced like his body, and he was panicking. If he couldn't seize such a good opportunity, he wouldn't have the face to continue to be the chief disciple at all, and even the ordinary disciples of Black Mountain Villa would not have the face to continue to be the chief disciple!

Chong Feidu saw this opportunity, his soul sank, and secretly cast a jack pendant to accelerate his fall. The moment his feet touched the ground, he was not in a hurry, but he stepped on the ground, and regardless of the rotten robe on his body, he immediately shook his hand and shot out an extremely heavy bone-piercing awl.

The black bone-piercing awl, the black battle current, in the black silence, attacked the flaws exposed by Yinchen taking three steps back. His hand looked hidden, but if he thought that Silver Dust could also see in the dark, it might not be impossible to find it.

Even if you find it, it doesn't matter, at this time, the silver dust that has lost its center of gravity can't effectively exert force at all, and no matter how you block and parry in a hurry, you can't send out full force to block the bone cone, so you can only let it pierce into the chest and abdomen!

Whether it is a fist fight, a samurai, or a magic skill, after all, it pays attention to a strength, and without strength, everything is just a fist and embroidered legs.

Chong Feidu knows this, Yinchen, who has been walking on the rivers and lakes for so many years, how can he not know such common sense? It's just that the thinking of a magician is different from ordinary people after all, even if he becomes a heretical mage who likes melee combat, he is a mage after all!

What is a mage, they are the masters of heaven and earth, and all their power comes from heaven and earth, not from themselves, so whether they have strength or not, and even whether they have strength in their bodies is secondary, as long as there is enough mana in the field.

They are the ones who play with the impossible, and it is impractical to talk to the mage about power, or even reasoning.

Taking three steps back, Yinchen finally stabilized his figure, but this was just a matter of adjusting the center of gravity, and the muscles on his legs and feet could not fully transmit the power to the ground, so he could not rely on the reaction force to provide effective energy. I could only watch the black bone-penetrating cone fly out, even if the shield was raised to resist, the explosive strength on the soil cone was enough to shake the shield away, bringing a greater momentum to the silver dust, making him directly lose his center of gravity and fall down, and maybe even penetrate the flame tower shield, pass through the lower arm, and hurt his organs, as for using the sword to open it, it was even more of a joke, the strength of the silver dust itself was not enough, at this time, the center of gravity had just stabilized, and rashly taking out the sword would only shake the sword in his hand out of his hand-

He really came out with a sword.

It's just that in Chong Feidu's rapidly solidified smile, the silver-haired boy did not use his sword to block, but instead struck Bai Hongguan Ri directly at Chong Feidu's left shoulder, and when his long sword was stabbed, it quickly turned into a spear, and pierced Chong Feidu's shoulder with Feng Lieshan's spiral spear style.

At the same time, the bone-piercing cone hit Silver Dust's left ribs, and a boundless force gushed out from the tip of the black bone-piercing awl, not only shattering the shield sword in Yinchen's hand, but also knocking him upside down and flying out, directly into the metal wall behind him.

With a tooth-aching twisted sound, the metal wall sank into a large pit in which silver dust was embedded in which blood seemed to flow out.

The blood was deliberately released by Silver Dust, and although he was beaten badly, he was not injured at all.

Silver Dust, who was dressed in a black robe, struggled out of the metal, just in time to see Chong Feidu covering his shoulders, an orange shimmer lit up and down his body, and then fell limply.

In the midst of the flames, with a curse.

Silver Dust walked over slowly, stretched out his wide-sleeved hand, and a one-handed sword made of flames condensed appeared. The battle just now made Silver Dust understand that the shield sword or shield axe is not easy to use, and the magician himself should not be the one who bears the shield, he has already erected the shield in front of him, out of contact with the body, so that the shield can become a holy object that absorbs an arbitrary attack. Holding it in his hand, the shield becomes one with his body, and any attack will be converted into displacement.

Although his immortal god body can quickly convert any damage into displacement, the heavier the damage, the greater the displacement thrust of the transformation, rather than the stronger the force that attacks him, the greater the greater. A killer like Shi Bai, if he stabs him with a small dagger, it is estimated that he can fly out directly.

With this advantage, Yinchen subdued Chongfeidu, which is nothing, it can be called medicine, and it is not a record that can be boasted of. He walked slowly, and the silhouette of a spear, a heavy axe, and even a soft whip was conjured from his one-handed sword, and the flames rose a few times, then extinguished, turning into a solid color of metal, a weapon completely condensed with cursed magic.

He came to Chong Feidu and watched him struggle slightly under the fiery curse, with only a cold killing intent in his ice-blue pupils.

Chong Feidu stirred up the cold air in his whole body, trying to force the hot feeling of his whole body out of his body, but he didn't succeed. It was definitely the first time he had seen this strange poison, and after being poisoned, he did not get chills, but had a fever, which felt like some kind of epidemic, rather than a common method used by people in the rivers and lakes.

"Feng Lieshan's spear ......" Chong Feidu squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

"This is the inheritance of the Demon Pavilion. Yinchen said coldly: "Actually, if there is no Shi Bai, I should completely use the means of the Demon Pavilion to deal with you, the fireball is Yun Wuyue's dart, the swordsmanship is Wei Wuliang's claw and body technique, and the marksmanship, including the firearm attack, is Feng Lieshan's marksmanship...... But it's not bad now. Yun Wuyue and Wei Wuliang are both the same Tian Wanzai's people, and their souls may not be willing to see such fratricide. ”

"Do you still know!?Do you still know that you are a member of the Demon Pavilion!!" Chong Feidu's face flushed and shouted: "Zhang Mengmeng introduced you to the sect, Wei Wuliang killed himself in order to inherit the exercises, and the teacher appointed you as a secret disciple! Why did you receive such a great favor from the Demon Pavilion? Why did you come to deal with me!"

"It's you who want to deal with me inexplicably, many times, I even thought that Black Mountain Villa and I were natural default allies, even if we didn't support each other, we could pretend not to know each other, and we wouldn't fight each other, but the killing intent you showed to me a few times before was not like pretending. ”

"yes. Chong Feidu coughed and coughed out a hot flame: "It's me who has to deal with it first, not because I'm jealous of you, I'm not jealous of a secret disciple...... It's just me, the letter I gave you last time, you should ......"

"Do you think I have any reason to do that?"

"What are you still pretending to be stupid? What the master wants to do has already surpassed the sect, and you, a secret disciple, don't need to be a disciple anymore, you must do things for the master like a real disciple, this is the rule set by the thousand-year-old civilization. ”

Silver Dust's pupils trembled, and the long silver hair floated up a few times silently, and then fell.

"Beyond the sect, I think it's right to betray the sect. When did the patriarch say that he was going to establish a dynasty?"

"You, how can you be the same as that bastard Sang Tianliang!" Chong Feidu hated iron and steel: "Zongmen! Zongmen! Rules! Rules! If we are rigid and rigid like this, what is the difference between us and that unlucky Red Devil Sect? Sooner or later, we will be destroyed by someone! The vendetta of the rivers and lakes and the destruction of the sect are the fate of all the people in the rivers and lakes! If you want to get rid of it, you can only go beyond the rivers and lakes and enter the court! And the safest and safest way to enter the court is to build a court by yourself!"

"I was brainwashed by Tian Wanzai so thoroughly. Silver Dust sneered.

"But it's true!"

"In fact, the court is much more dangerous than the rivers and lakes, and most of the sons of daughters have returned to the rivers and lakes, but no one has ever returned to the court. Not to mention the various party struggles within the dynasty and all kinds of power struggles, even the one who lives in the temple is also in danger, aren't the benevolent emperor and the spirit emperor all examples? Isn't the crown prince also an example? You can't see any of this, or do you pretend that you can't see it?"

Chong Feidu was silent for three seconds before he whispered: "Xu I was wrong, or you helped me remove the poison, we would have never met, and I and the Black Mountain Village would never come to trouble you again in the future, how about it?"

"Know what's wrong?" Silver Dust raised his gray eyebrows, a little surprised by Chong Feidu's rapid transformation: "You see the wind and rudder like this, it can't help but make me worry about your credibility." ”

"For the sake of you being a secret disciple, it's okay, you can rely on Zhao Guangyi to be a secret disciple, as long as you can promise me, before Zhao Guangyi is defeated, you can have enough ability to escape and live incognito. Chong Feidu looked relieved.