"You don't really think that you can defeat me with your bronze third-stage strength, do you?" The yellow-haired young man restrained his emotions, just like Xia Qingshui said before, in the face of absolute power, any tricks are useless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't think that Xia Qingshui would be able to defeat him, with the strength of the silver nine ranks, he was a street tyrant in Lao Cai, because after the martial artist entered the silver stage, he would have the strength in his body to protect his internal organs, if he didn't suffer a strong blow, he would basically not suffer internal injuries, and the bronze level wanted to cross a rank to defeat the silver stage, not to mention the difficulty that could be described in two words.

What puzzled him was that Xia Qingshui was obviously only at the level of the bronze third stage, but he was able to fight with him inextricably, although the other party seemed to be reluctant, but it was true that he could compete with himself.

"That's right, from your performance, it can be seen that you don't usually spend much time tempering yourself, and it's just a pseudo-silver, why don't I have a chance of winning?" Xia Qingshui chuckled.

Yes, this statement is not wrong.

When the yellow-haired young man heard this, his arrogant expression was a little stiff, since he entered the silver stage, he did put a lot less effort into martial arts, when he used to be a junior brother to others, he fought and killed every day, and his life was not stable, he always thought that he could be the boss if he was strong, so he didn't dare to slack off for half a point, but now he is really a big brother, and his life is leisurely, and his mind is no longer on it.

The reason why Xia Qingshui can see through it at a glance is because when he defended the opponent's attack before, his undisciplined moves and obvious lack of strength are completely different from the silver stage, but they are higher than the bronze stage, so he came to this conclusion.

"Huh. ”

But coming to such a conclusion did not close the gap between the two, the yellow-haired young man kicked his leg bone just now, if it wasn't for the "Yin and Yang Breath Formula" that made his intuition much sharper, and he withdrew his strength in advance, maybe that would have broken his thigh bone, Rao is so, at this time, there is still labor pain from his thigh.

Both of them knew that it was useless to talk too much, and that opening their mouths was nothing more than to choke each other.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xia Qingshui breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to attack, the other party obviously also wanted to seize the opportunity, his fists and feet collided in the narrow alley, constantly making a bang-bang sound, and every time he collided, he would feel that his physical strength was rapidly draining, and at the same time, the burden on his body was rising sharply, and the pain was more intense.

Wu Yu was thinking next to him, should he go up to help Brother Ming, and take advantage of the fact that the other party couldn't be distracted, and secretly give Xia Qingshui a moment, but seeing the fierce battle between the two, this bit of caution was quickly dispelled, and he felt frightened just by looking at it, if he accidentally got a punch or kick again, I am afraid it would not be as simple as a broken arm.

As for the yellow-haired young man's heart, he seemed to have stepped on 10,000 **** in his heart, and his mind was full of questions about why Xia Qingshui's physical strength was so good, this was obviously unscientific, the normal bronze third stage was probably able to last at most three or five minutes under the attack of the silver ninth stage, but now the two have been fighting for at least fifteen minutes, and the other party still has no tendency to exhaustion, and even his own physical fitness is about to decline.

Monsters!

At this time, Xia Qingshui's body was already covered with bruises, but the pain was weakened a lot in Baoyuan Shouyi's state, but he couldn't maintain this state for long, at most it lasted another five minutes, and after five minutes, if he couldn't solve the yellow-haired youth, he didn't have the physical strength to continue fighting.

How can I kill him! This question swirled in his mind, maybe the other moves of the Thirteen Qingluo Ghosts, no, with his current strength, even if he used the power of the later moves, the power would be average, and so on, what if he evolved the form and meaning? When he awakened the power of the bloodline, he had practiced the Thirteen Qingluo Ghosts dozens of times in that seemingly nonexistent dream, and if it was combined with the power of energy, I don't know if there would be any changes.

The yellow-haired youth rushed again, but Xia Qingshui stood still.

seemed to be stunned, even Gu Wanyu couldn't help covering her mouth, not daring to imagine the next picture.

......

What is a three-life ghost, that is a ghost that can haunt your three-life three-life.

Xia Qingshui had never really understood the meaning of the Thirteen Qingluo Ghosts, but he didn't know why, when he walked through the dantian, with the meridians running to the limbs, he only felt that he had returned to a certain memory space, and countless battle pictures crossed his mind, and every move seemed to carry endless resentment, the claws were roaring, the fists were roaring, all of them turned into fierce ghosts with red eyes, and pounced on their opponents.

Three living ghosts.

The yellow-haired young man didn't see clearly what Xia Qingshui's left hand was raised, nor did he see how many turns his weird claw-like and non-claw-like hand turned, and trying to see his movements made him a little dizzy, hallucination, how did he feel that the other party was bubbling with black gas.

Restless, he had no time to retract the attack, and he was ready to shoot!

Truly!

His eyes widened, as if he saw something incredible, in his eyes, a hideous-looking evil ghost appeared above Xia Qingshui's left hand, there were no eyes in its eye sockets, and even the whites of its eyes were weirdly bloodshot, and its mouth was open as if it was dislocated, and there seemed to be flesh and blood between the jagged teeth inside.

"Ahh

In his eyes, it was as if he was in hell, surrounded by black gas from Xia Qingshui's body, the little ghost on the other party's palm jumped on him, hugged his arm, and tore the flesh on it with that terrifying mouth, even if he wanted to resist, fear had already occupied his heart, and he couldn't give birth to a little strength.

Xia Qingshui could feel it, but he couldn't see what the yellow-haired youth saw, as for Wu Yu and Gu Wanyu on the side, they only saw the yellow-haired youth rushing to the opposite side of Xia Qingshui and suddenly stopped, and the latter easily twisted his arm.

"See, hell!" Wu Yu muttered to himself in a trembling voice, clearly seeing the frightened look on Brother Ming's face from his angle, he didn't lie at all, but he didn't understand what Brother Ming was afraid of.

"Ahh

No one spoke, even Xia Qingshui stood quietly, his eyes closed, realizing the feeling of using his strength in the moves just now, he really did it, and played the form and meaning of martial arts.

I don't know how long it took, he opened his eyes and looked indifferent, which made Wu Yu and Gu Wanyu on the side breathless.

"The one over there, gone, and you, know how to call the emergency number. ”