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"If you kill the enemy by leaping over the level, your record will be increased by forty, and if you kill with one sword, your record will be increased by eighty. ”

Beautiful voice, Lin Xiao, who was touching the corpse in the ring, couldn't help but smile, he had just spent one hundred and twenty points to improve the Jifeng Sword Technique and the Flying Crane Treading Step to perfection, and now he added it back, not only that, but also touched some silver taels from that Fei Yang's body.

"I'm an external forging master, this person is the limit of external forging, in the judgment of that mentally retarded thing, the other party is two levels higher than me, so the battle record can be doubled again. Lin Xiao was happy to put away the silver taels while thinking secretly, and the two gangs were confused when they operated.

There was another thunderbolt, the thunder was raging like an angry dragon, Lin Xiao quickly came back to his senses, and hurriedly walked towards the camp of the White Cloud Gang, in case the gang of the Black Earth Gang wanted to make a move on himself, it would not be easy to do.

"He Mingshan, you have won two of the three battles, and you have lost. Lu Jitong's eyes narrowed slightly, a ray of cold light was like water, and his tone was calm.

"Lu Jitong, these three battles are just foreplay. He Mingshan laughed, the death of Wang Chengwu and He Song, especially the death of He Song, made He Mingshan very painful, but he had planned it from the beginning, even if he lost three battles and three times, he would not admit defeat.

"The dignified leader of the Baiyun Gang, he didn't even admit it when he lost, but he really had the face of the Baiyun Gang. Lu Jitong spoke sharply.

"If you win or lose, everything will be written by the victor. He Mingshan's expression remained unchanged and said a very reasonable sentence, for He Mingshan's practice of losing and not admitting the account, Lin Xiao despised it from the bottom of his heart, well, it was just psychological contempt, more Lin Xiao didn't bother to pay attention to it, it had nothing to do with him.

"He Mingshan, it seems that you really want to leave us behind. Lu Jitong's expression became more and more gloomy, which he had long expected: "However, can you do it alone?" ”

Lu Jitong brought all the warriors of the Black Earth Gang over, and they were not inferior to the White Cloud Gang in terms of number and strength, even if the White Cloud Gang wanted to start a war here, they could not be completely left.

"Kill!" He Mingshan ordered directly, his body flew suddenly, falling on the ring like a tiger leaping over a mountain stream, and suddenly kicked out again, bringing a gust of wind to howl, and his hands were like tiger claws and killed Lu Jitong fiercely.

Among the two gangs, the only martial arts masters are He Mingshan and Lu Jitong.

"Withdraw. Lu Jitong didn't have the slightest idea of fighting to the death with He Mingshan, and immediately gave the order at the same time as He Mingshan gave the order.

The quasi-martial artists of the White Cloud Gang immediately rushed to kill, but the quasi-martial artists of the Black Earth Gang rushed towards the gate and the wall one after another.

"Lu Jitong, leave your life behind. He Mingshan roared like a tiger, his speed suddenly surged, and the tiger's claws cracked into the air and grabbed Lu Jitong's back fiercely.

At the same time, the gate was closed, and nets wrapped around iron thorns suddenly rushed up from outside the wall, and it was the other elite members of the White Cloud Gang who made a move, cutting off the retreat of the Black Earth Gang.

They are all flesh and blood, and when they hit the iron barbed net, they have to be covered in blood, and the people of the Black Earth Gang are beaten one after another, and the quasi-martial artists of the White Cloud Gang immediately rush to kill.

"Kill!"

Lu Jitong's body twisted like a poisonous snake swimming in grass, very slippery and quickly avoided He Mingshan's tiger claw blow, his waist twisted strangely, there was a cold light flickering in the depths of his squinted eyes, and his arms swung out suddenly, I don't know when there were two more black short blades in his hands, like poisonous fangs.

Boom, a loud bang exploded from the sky, thunder shone brightly, illuminating the heavens and the earth, and the bean-sized raindrops drilled out of the dark clouds and shot down one after another, and a torrential rain hit.

The blood in the ring was splashed under the torrential rain, mixed with the rain, and the torrential rain fell on everyone, bringing a cool autumn chill, but it could not extinguish the murderous anger.

Lin Xiao stood in the rain, his eyes swept horizontally, his essence was shining, and he suddenly locked on a quasi-martial artist of the Black Earth Gang, stepped on the flying crane and stepped on the water, and when he fell down, there seemed to be ripples spreading out, the speed was amazing, the wind swordsmanship was performed, a sword pierced the rain, and the blade of the White Bird Sword shuttled away in the rain, and there was a faint burst of piercing water-breaking sword sounds.

"Kill the enemy, and your record will be increased by one. ”

Lin Xiao couldn't help but be stunned.

Plus one to the record?

What's that?

Isn't it the defeat of the enemy that adds one to the record?

With a little doubt, Lin Xiao broke through the raindrops with another sword like a swift wind, killing the next Black Earth Gang quasi-martial artist.

"Kill the enemy, and your record will be increased by five. ”

Lin Xiao was thoughtful, but his steps were fast, he stepped on the flying crane and stepped on the water without the slightest pause, and the whole person seemed to be stepping on the water, feeling that his body seemed to be a little lighter, and his speed was a little faster.

"Could it be that Feihe's water step is the most suitable for use on the water?"

The thought came to mind, and was overturned by Lin Xiao, how could a person walk on the water, but thinking of the figure of the master riding the wind and resisting the sky, he suddenly understood that people are not unable to walk on the water, but must have a certain degree of cultivation, for example, the external forging quasi-martial artist cannot really walk on the water, so what about the internal martial artist?

If the righteous warrior can't do it, what about the real warrior?

A sword breaks through the rain curtain and kills again.

The perfect wind sword technique is extremely fast, and the perfect flying crane treading is extremely light and agile, no one can accurately capture Lin Xiao's figure, and no one can avoid it after being targeted by Lin Xiao.

Think about Fei Yang, who is extremely strong in the strength of the outer forging extreme muscles and bones, the tiger and leopard, and the thunder sound, will not be killed by Lin Xiao with a sword.

He Mingshan and Lu Ji fought fiercely, Wang Ang, the leader of the Black Stone Guard of the Black Earth Gang, held a scimitar in each hand, and slashed out a series of astonishing knife lights, shattering the rain and splitting the rain curtain, and the sword light continued like a long river rushing, and immediately swallowed a small leader of the White Cloud Gang, and dismembered it in the blink of an eye.

"Kill me, kill all the white cloud dogs. Wang Ang roared angrily, letting the torrential rain wash away the blood on his body, his fierce and cruel eyes swept over, and he ran wildly, and his double knives seemed to roll up a tornado to kill the big boss Zhou Xingmu.

At the same time, Zhou Xingmu was directly downwind, and he could only continue to parry Wang Ang's double knife slash, and the scimitar suddenly slashed, and then cut out at the angle of the trajectory, directly crossing Zhou Xingmu's defense, cutting Zhou Xingmu's throat, and blood gushing wildly.

Facts have proved that even with the same cultivation, there is a clear difference in strength between martial artists.

Cultivation is not the whole of strength, it can only be regarded as the foundation of strength, and it is the foundation.

"Boss Zhou. Lin Xiao happened to see this scene, he was slightly stunned, and then stepped on the ripples to approach Wang Ang, Wang Ang also saw Lin Xiao, his face first flashed a touch of jealousy, and then showed a cruel smile on his face, he didn't dodge or dodge, but danced double knives to approach Lin Xiao, the two knives smashed the rain curtain, and cut out two rain wheels like rolling and killing Lin Xiao.

With one step, the ripples rushed in all directions like a raging tide, and a force of countershock rose from the soles of his feet, pushing Lin Xiao's figure faster, and the White Bird Sword shattered the heavy rain curtain, as if stabbing the torrential rain out of a vacuum, like a wisp of wind flying.

The sword light merged, frantically strangled and cut, but in an instant, it was pierced by the sword light, and it drove straight in, penetrating Wang Ang's throat like lightning shattering the sky, and penetrating through the back of his neck.

Fei Yang couldn't stop Lin Xiao's sword, let alone Wang Ang, who was just a complete cultivator of external forging.

Drawing the sword, the blood sprayed, mixed with the torrential rain and fell to the ground, scattered in the stagnant water, Wang Ang had two gaps in his double swords, falling from his hands, his eyes were full of confusion and horror staring at the back of the water like a gale, and quickly became blurred.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't leave a line for a thousand miles......"

Killing rose, Lin Xiao suddenly chanted poetry, his clothes were not stained with blood, and his sword left marks.