What!Assessment?

Before Ling Xian could react, the red silk in front of him had already made a move, and it was in front of Ling Xian in an instant like a gust of wind.

Ling Xian didn't have time to make a move at all, and he didn't even have time to mobilize his spiritual power, he just barely raised his arms and put them on his chest, blocking Hong Xuan's blow.

Bang!

The seemingly fluttering palm of the red silk hit Ling Xian's hand like a hammer blow, and the powerful force that came from it directly knocked Ling Xian back several steps.

Ling Xian was shocked, he didn't expect that the woman in front of him looked a little thin and there was so much power hidden under her body.

"Giggles, don't get distracted, it's just an appetizer. Hong Xuan's laughter rang in Ling Xian's ears again, making Ling Xian's face change suddenly, ignoring the pain in his arm, forcibly raised his right hand, and barely blocked Hong Xuan's blow.

"The boss is getting stronger and stronger. A somewhat thin man stabbed Yan Yan beside him with his hand and said, "How many moves can you survive under the boss now?"

His words made Yan Yan's face a little ugly, "I haven't seen the boss's seventh blow." ”

"Oh, that's six moves. The thin man's gloating laughter was particularly harsh in Yan Yan's ears.

However, he didn't get angry, just snorted heavily, and said hatefully: "If you have the ability, you can go up and see how many moves you can survive." ”

The thin man shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "I can't, I'm an assassin, and I wouldn't be stupid enough to fight the boss." After speaking, he was curious again, "How many moves do you think this person can block?"

"He's definitely not going to make more than three moves!"

Ling Xian naturally wouldn't hear the whispered conversation between the two over there, he was now focused on the battle in front of him, the attacks of the red silk were coming in waves like a tide, without stopping at all, and the moves were even more erratic, Ling Xian was staggering, but he was barely supporting, if he continued like this, it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

"Damn, there's no chance to fight back at all. ”

Ling Xian was anxious in his heart, but there was no way, the continuous attacks of the red silk made Ling Xian have no time to react at all, Ling Xian couldn't even keep up with the figure of the red silk, it was only when the red silk attacked close to Ling Xian that Ling Xian could barely sense it and resist it slightly.

"This red silk is so strong. There was a very young-looking mercenary around him, looking at Ling Xian as if he was a human sandbag, and said a little dumbfounded.

"What is this, Hongxuan still has her hands on it now. He glanced at the young mercenary and said, "This is the most beautiful rose in our Broken Hung City, but the rose is thorny." ”

The young mercenary smiled wryly, and quietly buried his careful thoughts in the deepest part of his heart along with the beautiful figure.

Not to mention what the surrounding mercenaries were talking about, the battle between Ling Xian and Hong Xuan over there was even more intense.

"Little brother, are you ready, the appetizers are over, and the big meal is about to be served." ”

Hongxuan's body slammed suddenly, causing Ling Xian, who was just a little familiar with her rhythm, to punch into the air, which was very uncomfortable.

"Nine strikes of wind and thunder!"

The speed of the red silk suddenly accelerated, and the remnant of the Dao Dao was pulled out in the air, heading straight for Ling Xian.

Ling Xian was so shocked that he didn't have time to adjust his posture, he rolled on the ground with the force of the punch he had just punched, and dodged the blow of the red silk in embarrassment.

As soon as the red silk hit the air, the toes lightly touched the ground, and he turned in a circle, and then rushed towards Ling Xian, not only did he not pause at all, but his speed was a little faster.

Ling Xian's soul flew out of the sky in an instant, and he didn't dare to leave any more hands, and the surging spiritual power frantically poured into his arms, bringing bursts of hot feelings, but it was the secret wound left by the previous fight, but Ling Xian couldn't care about it at this time, and forcibly endured the pain and hit a blow.

Eight Fire Palms!

The fists were facing each other, Ling Xian only felt a sharp force coming from the fist of the red silk, almost burrowing into the meridians of the arm, fortunately, Ling Xian reacted quickly, even if he mobilized his spiritual power to block the way, even so, he felt that the entire forearm became a little numb.

Hongxuan was also not comfortable, and she was forced to suffer from Ling Xian's Eight Fire Palms, which also made her qi and blood surge, and her face became a little ruddy, but it looked even more delicate.

This fierce confrontation made Ling Xian and Hongxuan both take a few steps back, which can be regarded as equal, but Ling Xian's face did not ease in the slightest, but became more dignified.

This is only the first blow of the nine strikes of wind and thunder!

The repulsed red silk did not pause, and kicked on the ground with one foot, and the speed was actually a few points faster.

What to do?

Ling Xian anxiously thought about a way to break the situation, but no matter how he racked his brains, he still couldn't see any flaws in Hongxuan.

"It's useless, the boss's Wind and Thunder Nine Strikes are spirit-level martial arts, and there is no way to crack it at all. ”

Yan Yan saw Ling Xian's predicament and thought of his tragic experience, he couldn't help but shudder, and muttered in a small voice.

It was just an instant, the red silk's attack had already come to Ling Xian's approach, and the wind that brought it made Ling Xian's face a little painful, Ling Xian seemed to suddenly think of something, and his eyes lit up suddenly.

Bang!

With a loud muffled sound, Hong Xuan stood firmly in place, but Ling Xian was repelled by a punch, and he took several steps back in a row before he could barely stabilize his figure.

The clothes on Ling Xian's right arm had turned into pieces, and there were some small wounds on the exposed skin, which were bloodshot, and it looked extremely miserable.

These were only external injuries, and what was more serious was that there was Dao spiritual power scurrying in the meridians of his right arm, although it did not cause any serious damage to the meridians, but it made it much more difficult for him to mobilize spiritual power.

"You're too weak, go back, the Wild Forest is not a place for you to go. ”

Hongxuan stood in place and didn't make any more moves, the smile on her face disappeared, and her tone became extremely serious.

Indeed, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the red silk just now had already left his hand, otherwise, Ling Xian might not have been slightly injured now, but even so, Ling Xian had lost the strength to fight again.

Ling Xian suddenly laughed, and his eyes were as bright as lights in the night.

"It's just an appetizer, the feast is yet to come!"