"Boy, let me ask again, what is your identity!"

Although it is only a full arm fist of eight successful powers, he has not yet used ten percent of his strength, but when he looks at the little doll in front of him carefully, it seems that he is the same as himself, and he has not used all his strength.

"I repeat, you don't care who I am, you just need to know that I'm here to kill you!"

The short-haired young man's tone was still cold, and he looked at Yuan Kui in front of him, with a sneer on his face. The long sword in his hand was broken by Yuan Kui's punch before, which was the result of his own underestimation of the enemy. From entering Skull Mountain to the present, he has not even encountered a decent opponent, causing him to despise this group of bandits. But now, there is finally one who can watch, and this time he will not take the enemy lightly.

"Boy, you're so arrogant!"

No matter how deep Yuan Kui's mind was, he was pointed at his nose by the same person twice in a row and said that he was going to kill you, he could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, and at this moment, he shouted loudly in his mouth and rushed straight in the direction of the short-haired young man. A large, calloused fist slammed into the short-haired boy with a thunderous momentum.

"Bang!bang......"

The huge roar was endless, the short-haired boy and Yuan Kui, the two fought in a circle surrounded by hundreds of bandits, the two of them came and went, fists to the flesh, for a while, they couldn't tell who was better, and the situation suddenly fell into a stalemate.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided again, and the air waves flew up, and the two of them suddenly reflected to both sides under the touch. Yuan Kui and the short-haired boy stood on both sides, more than twenty meters apart, looking at each other warily.

The short-haired young man gasped for breath in his mouth, looked at Yuan Kui in front of him, showed a serious look in his eyes, and his face was all cheered up.

Yuan Kui looked at the short-haired young man in front of him, he was also panting in his mouth, and there was a feeling of stuffiness in his chest. Just now, the two seemed to be fighting evenly between the top and bottom, but in fact, Yuan Kui couldn't hold on a little anymore. The short-haired young man in front of him was like a monster, Yuan Kui obviously felt that in the process of fighting with himself, the strength in the other party's hands was getting bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and finally it was so big that he couldn't bear it, how did he cultivate.

"Stinky boy, you forced me!"

Yuan Kui's eyes were shocked and uncertain, and he didn't care what the other party's identity was at the moment. In any case, he can't be let out of this place today.

With that, Yuan Kui stretched out his right hand and slowly drew a long sword from the scabbard he held in his left hand.

The sword is one meter and two minutes and three centimeters and four millimeters long, and the blade is two fingers wide, and the appearance is no different from that of an ordinary long sword, but the peculiar thing is that the long sword in Yuan Kui's hand has a bright red color on the blade, as if it has just been pulled out of the blood pool.

"This ...... , is this sparkling iron?" The short-haired young man looked at the long sword in Yuan Kui's hand, and an exclamation came out of his mouth in vain.

The short-haired boy was a native of the Red Flame Desert, and he knew everything that was produced here. The long sword in Yuan Kui's hand, the bright red color of the sword body, does not look like it was dyed the day after tomorrow, and the only explanation is that it is a long sword made of spark iron.

Spark iron is extracted from spark rock, the color of spark rock is magma red, and the color of spark iron extracted from it is bright red like blood.

"Where did you steal this sword? I really underestimated you!" the young man asked with surprise in his eyes as he looked at Yuan Kui.

Hearing this word come out of the young man's mouth, Yuan Kui's heart trembled slightly, and suddenly erupted into even greater anger. Why, why is the treasure that you have obtained by your 'true ability' called stealing?

The second master, who was standing not far behind Yuan Kui, suddenly lit up when he saw Yuan Kui draw the fiery red long sword in his hand.

Spark iron, this is spark iron. The spark iron that was snatched from the Spark Rock station before, Yuan Kui actually secretly hid so much! A wave of anger suddenly flashed in the eyes of the second master. However, due to Yuan Kui's strength, the second master could only hold it in his stomach and sigh helplessly.

"Hmph, stinky boy, didn't your mother teach you to speak well, why did you say that I stole this weapon!" Yuan Kui snorted coldly.

After listening to Yuan Kui's words, the short-haired young man's eyes rolled, and then a smile appeared on his face.

He didn't know how the spark sword came about. said that the other party stole it, but he just wanted to suppress Yuan Kui in momentum. However, hearing the other party's explanation made the young man's heart curious. Could it be, where did it really come from?

"Heh, is there a mother to teach me to speak, it's not your turn to talk more!" The young man stared at Yuan Kui in front of him, still showing disdain in his mouth.

"Looking for death!" Yuan Kui couldn't stand it anymore, and he had already talked too much nonsense with the other party. Feeling that most of his physical strength had recovered, Yuan Kui suddenly stopped talking nonsense, holding the bright red long sword, and swung it out, as if with a wave of heat, rushing quickly in the direction of the short-haired boy.

Seeing Yuan Kui rushing towards him, the short-haired young man's eyes showed a trace of solemnity. The long sword made of spark iron, although it is not a top-level sword weapon, but in the hands of this bandit, it is also a big threat.

The center of the young man's mind was racing, and the next moment Yuan Kui rushed to the front, raised his long sword, and slashed at the short-haired young man with a sword.

"Huh~~" The young man shrewdly dodged this sword, however, Yuan Kui's next sword followed the trajectory of the short-haired young man, and a sword followed.

The bright red sword slashed through the void, and there seemed to be a burnt smell in the air. Yuan Kui is best at boxing, and using a long sword to attack is not his strong point, but because of the strength of the spark long sword, it is against the clumsiness of his swordsmanship. At this moment, the long sword continued to dance, and the short-haired boy suddenly became tired of coping, and in the face of Yuan Kui's heavy attack, the short-haired boy fell into the disadvantage for the first time.

"The Great Boss is mighty!" "The Great Boss is mighty!" "The Great Boss is mighty!" ............

Among the more than 100 bandits around, I don't know who shouted first, and the bandits around immediately reacted and immediately yelled along with the voice. Even the second master, who had spoken leakily before, couldn't help but roar loudly when he saw Yuan Kui gaining the upper hand.

The second master knew very well in his heart that all this was the credit of the Spark Iron Sword. However, the reason why Skull Mountain can continue is precisely because of Yuan Kui's strength. He actually secretly left a piece of spark iron, and also created a spark iron sword, such a treasure, the second master was also hot for a while, and his face showed jealousy, but he was still excited in his mouth, and roared with the bandits around him.

"Hahahaha...............!"

Yuan Kui, who was fighting with the short-haired boy, listened to the cheering voices coming from all directions, and his mouth let out a wild and murderous laugh. The hand continued to chop non-stop. He believes that the other party should be unable to hold on, and victory is about to be his own!

"Die!" Yuan Kui shouted, and a sword slashed down from the direction of the short-haired boy's left ear. At this moment, Yuan Kui's momentum was like a rainbow, and the short-haired young man's eyes showed an anxiousness: "Damn! I didn't bring the right weapons when I went out, and I was forced to such a point by this wild bandit who didn't have the slightest reputation in the mountains!"

The young man quickly leaned to the right, lowering the height of his body while moving, his head slightly offset, and narrowly escaped Yuan Kui's imposing sword.

On the wall near the gate in the distance, Su San, who was hidden behind the stealth cloak, watched Yuan Kui draw a red long sword and beat the short-haired young man back and forth, and his eyes showed a frenzied light.

Such a sharp weapon actually fell into Yuan Kui's hands, it was simply a tyrannical thing! Behind the cloak, Su San's eyes showed a strong light, and his eyes stared at the long sword in Yuan Kui's hand, and he suddenly couldn't take his eyes off.

Seeing the short-haired boy fall into the disadvantage, Su San squinted his eyes slightly, he felt that it was time to take action himself!