Chapter Ninety-Four: Target Ghost King!

In terms of light work alone, compared to the three people present, Feng Huixue is more than a step higher. Bai Xiaolian only saw a white figure suddenly fall downward, if it weren't for the absolute confidence in the wind and snow, she would almost have exclaimed.

With the help of the force of falling, Feng Huixue instantly surpassed Madame Febra Fatale, and when he reached the end of the iron cable, he hooked his toes, and his whole body floated as if it had no weight. At the same time, Bai Xiaolian immediately followed the requirements of the wind and snow, and tried her best to control the wooden bird, so that it could rise into the air quickly.

Lu Haishan saw a figure suddenly jumping off the wooden bird, and before he could see the person's face clearly, he felt a huge force suddenly coming from the iron cable, carrying himself into the air. "Not good!" In the blink of an eye, Lu Haishan has risen to a height of thousands of feet, if he falls from this height, even if he has profound internal strength, he will either die or be injured. Lu Haishan instantly understood, it turned out that this was a killing game against himself! It's a pity that it's too late for him to understand, all his kung fu is horizontal hard skills, in the high altitude, there is nowhere to borrow strength, and the skills of this body have gone to ninety percent!

"Damn!" For today's plan, only by grabbing the bamboo basket and controlling the wooden bird, can I have a glimmer of life, no matter who this person in front of me is, since I want to stop me, then I can only kill him! Lu Haishan shouted, and the hands holding the iron rope suddenly pulled down, and rushed towards the wind and snow with this strength. Lu Haishan deserved to have the power of "pushing the mountain and toppling the pillar", under this pull, Bai Xiaolian suddenly felt a strong force, and the entire wooden bird's flight was stagnant.

Feng Huixue looked at the surging Lu Haishan, and sneered, above the sky, it is his heaven and earth, how can others be presumptuous? Lu Haishan, now he is just a rootless ping, a sourceless water, only with a mouthful of internal strength, how long can he support it? Feng Huixue let go of his feet and let himself float down, but the moment he was about to make contact with Lu Haishan, he suddenly disappeared from his eyes. In fact, it is not really disappearing, but the speed has suddenly accelerated, which has surpassed the senses of the naked eye.

Lu Haishan was taken aback, he didn't expect that the light skills of this person in front of him were so strong, and the body style that disappeared in his eyes just now was a "thunder dragon", right? I faintly heard thunder in my ears. And the body style that is as light as a feather when falling is "Golden Wind and Jade Dew", right? Otherwise, it would never be so light. The names of countless exercises instantly appeared in Lu Haishan's mind, and each name corresponded to a peerless light skill!

Lu Haishan suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder, a big hole on his shoulder had been turned back into the snow, and his entire right arm had lost its strength, and he almost couldn't hold the iron rope and fell. Lu Haishan was in a hurry, hurriedly wrapped the iron rope around his waist twice, freed his hands and feet, and began to fight back towards the wind and snow.

Feng Huixue is not in a hurry, his figure is like a flying swallow constantly hovering around Tie Su, his light skills have reached the stage of supernatural transformation, I am afraid that except for the immortals, no one in the world can suppress him. The whole person flashed on the iron rope when the wind returned to snow, when it was fast, it was like a frightening wave, and when it was slow, it was as light as a butterfly dance, and every punch Lu Haishan punched could sound a dull sonic boom in the air, but he couldn't even touch the clothes of the wind and snow.

"It's so powerful, he's completely playing with Lu Haishan." Bai Xiaolian looked at the battle below in surprise, thinking that it was a tragic and abnormal dragon fight, but he didn't expect it to be a completely one-sided situation. She watched with her own eyes, the wind and snow on the thin iron lock, like a dance, the figure is erratic, sometimes, it is clear that it is about to fall into the air, but she doesn't know why she returns to the iron lock. The cold wind in the high altitude was violent, blowing the iron cables swaying, Lu Haishan's face was already pale, and he didn't even dare to make a big move, but the wind and snow were still shuttling back and forth like a game.

"Fool, you are wrong, Feng Huixue is not playing tricks on Lu Haishan, but to prevent him from fighting back before he dies." Madame femme fatale saw the truth of the matter at a glance, after all, Lu Haishan was a strong man above the "Hundred Heroes", if he fought to the death, it would be easy to cause a lose-lose situation. "Apprentice, take a closer look."

Bai Xiaolian looked down, this time, she no longer observed with her eyes, but with her heart. This time, she finally found a lot of different places, Bai Xiaolian gradually became obsessed, the wind and snow in her eyes were no longer a single person, but a trajectory, flying in the air, threading needles and threads, weaving a huge net of heaven and earth, tightly binding Lu Haishan inside. And the wind and snow are like a spider waiting for food, waiting for the moment when the prey is exhausted.

"Master, what is this?" Bai Xiaolian asked in surprise.

Madame femme fatale nodded and said, "This is his 'martial art', it's ridiculous that Lu Haishan has been seeking his own martial art, but he has fallen into someone else's martial art and doesn't know it." Feng Huixue has completely shaken off the shadow of his master, and from now on, the door of martial arts will open to him, and perhaps one day, he can surpass his master and become a more dazzling existence. ”

While the two were talking, the wind and snow had already shrunk the net. Lu Haishan only felt as if there were unknown silk threads wrapped around his body, and every move required more effort than usual. Moreover, the poison in his body has become more and more intense, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for him. Although he knew this, Lu Haishan couldn't ask for it, this was in the cold wind and the sky was high, even if he wanted to escape, he didn't know where to flee.

If he stands on the ground and can exert his full strength, the other party may not be his opponent, but in the high altitude, he has completely become a lamb to the slaughter, and he has no power to fight back. "Bang" was another sound, and Feng Huixue knocked the folding fan in his hand, breaking Lu Haishan's left arm. At this moment, Lu Haishan couldn't use his hands. He glanced down, and it was dark in the middle of the night, and it looked terrifying.

Lu Haishan remembered that there was an endless plain below, if it was a forest or a river, he still had the courage to jump, and with his profound internal strength and the technique of using strength, he might be able to save his life. Now it seems that the other party has even expected this!

The wind and snow flew over Lu Haishan again, and at this moment, it was already time to close the net, and he was tired of fighting with Lu Haishan. The iron fracture fan in his hand suddenly turned into a steel spear and stabbed down on the top of Lu Haishan's head. Lu Haishan was shocked, twisted his waist, and turned around vividly, turning into the appearance of his head and feet. However, Feng Huixue seemed to have expected his reaction, and the folding fan suddenly split in two, and slammed it the Yongquan points on the soles of Lu Haishan's feet, and his legs were suddenly sore.

Oops! Lu Haishan was shocked, and saw that Feng Huixue had turned back, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed the iron cable, and the iron cable suddenly turned into two. Lu Haishan took the iron cable at the end of the tail and fell into the air, and the wind and snow pulled hard, and the whole person flew straight up like a bird, and finally returned to the bamboo basket.

Bai Xiaolian looked at the man in front of him in shock, from the moment he jumped off the bamboo basket, he was already doomed to Lu Haishan's death. Now Lu Haishan can't move his limbs, and he has fallen from a height of ten thousand feet, unless ten masters come to the rescue, he will definitely die. And the battle between the two seems to be dangerous, but it has been under the control of the wind and snow, and Lu Haishan has not even had the slightest chance to turn the tables. A strong man on the "hundred heroes" died like this.

"Okay," Feng Huixue smiled faintly, he also spent a lot of energy fighting against Lu Haishan, far from being as easy as it seemed, "Lu Haishan, finally died, and the next one is the Youwang." ”

What the wind and snow don't know, in two different places in the world, there are two people who say the same thing as him.

In Jiuyang Village, Helian Jun looked at Li Yuanwei, who was a prisoner, and said with a smile: "Interesting, King You, you are dead!" ”

In Chang'an, Kyoto, the emperor looked at the ten city-breaking crossbows that had been transported in a daze, and sighed: "Uncle Huang, King You, your unsubservient heart is obvious." That's it, if that's the case, I have no choice but to kill my relatives in righteousness! ”