The middle-aged man sneered, and the long sword in his hand had already slashed in front of Song Zifeng.

At this moment, a blue light flashed. The middle-aged man was shocked, and he didn't have time to see or judge what this blue light was, but he didn't want to risk using his body to resist. He withdrew his long sword, turned around and slashed, the sword light flashed, and the long sword slashed at this blue light.

"Smack!"

The middle-aged man looked at the half-cut long sword in his hand in a daze, and then looked along the swirling blue light, and saw a black young man, with a ribbon tied on his forehead and a short cyan stick in his hand.

The middle-aged man finally fixed his eyes on the short stick in Lin Xiaofei's hand, and his face showed an incredible look.

"Boy, what kind of weapon is your short stick?" After being shocked, the middle-aged man smiled, but the smile could not hide his covetous heart.

Lin Xiaofei's face became cold, his eyes rolled, and he glanced at Song Zifeng. Song Zifeng seized the opportunity and jumped up and retreated to Lin Xiaofei's side.

"Grass, this guy is not easy to deal with!" Song Zifeng whispered.

Lin Xiaofei glanced at the people in the Shenbo Mansion who were struggling more and more over there, and said in a low voice: "You go over there to help, I'll take care of this guy." ”

Song Zifeng glanced at the battle over there, nodded, got up and retreated, and then turned around and ran over there.

The middle-aged man watched Song Zifeng walk away, couldn't help but smile, and said with a smile: "We ......"

But before he finished speaking, Lin Xiaofei suddenly flew up. Lin Xiaofei didn't want to listen to this person's nonsense anymore, he just wanted to end the battle early.

The middle-aged man's face froze, he threw it casually, threw off the broken sword, pulled out two short blades from his waist, held them behind his back, and faced him head-on. The short blade in his hand swung from both sides to the middle, slashing diagonally towards Lin Xiaofei.

Lin Xiaofei's right hand moved, grabbed the middle of the short stick, held the short stick horizontally, stretched forward, and blocked the two short blades of the middle-aged man, and then pushed forward with his right hand, slashed through the short blade, stuck the wrists of the Zhongnan man's hands, and then rotated to the right.

The middle-aged man snorted in pain, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and got up and retreated. Lin Xiaofei took a step, followed closely, flicked the short stick with his right hand, and slammed it at the middle-aged man's head.

The middle-aged man had seen the power of the short stick just now, and he didn't dare to underestimate it, so he bent back slightly very cautiously, but his body still maintained a backward movement.

The corner of Lin Xiaofei's mouth suddenly showed a sneer, his right hand suddenly retracted, and at the same time, his left foot took a step forward into the air, the whole person suddenly rose high, and his right foot flew away against the middle-aged man's body.

The middle-aged man's face was shocked, at this time, he was not only retreating, but his body was still bent, and he was no longer able to make more movements at the same time, even if he could, it was impossible to avoid Lin Xiaofei's kick.

"Bang!"

Lin Xiaofei's kick, fiercely and firmly, was on the middle-aged man's lower abdomen. The middle-aged man snorted, and although he was originally fast, his body was very stable, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and rolled for several weeks before he stabilized.

And at the same time as the middle-aged man's body fell, Lin Xiaofei had already started the next attack. He flew forward and followed. At the same time as the middle-aged man's body stopped, Lin Xiaofei also bent down, and his fist exploded.

The alertness of the middle-aged man is also quite high, even if his body has not yet stood up, and his face is facing the other side, but he rolls directly on the spot, although he is a little embarrassed and reluctant, but he just dodges Lin Xiaofei's punch. And at the same time as he rolled out, his legs rubbed the ground and swept towards Lin Xiaofei.

A trace of surprise flashed in Lin Xiaofei's eyes, his fist opened, his palm pressed on the ground, and his body flicked upwards in the air, dodging the legs swept by the middle-aged man, and then the arm holding the ground bent slightly and then flicked upward, Lin Xiaofei's whole person fell backwards for a week, and withdrew a few feet away.

At the same time, the middle-aged man supported the ground with both hands, flew backwards, and after stopping, he slapped the ground with both palms and jumped up.

In a few breaths, the two of them had already made a few moves. The middle-aged man inhaled and exhaled, and the smile on his face had long since disappeared, and it was replaced by a gloomy and cold color.

Lin Xiaofei's face became colder and colder, but the light in his eyes became hotter and hotter, full of excitement and expectation. It's like a beast of prey seeing its prey, excited and looking forward to being able to hunt and devour its prey.

The two of them did not stop talking nonsense, as if they had a tacit understanding, and hedged up again. Suddenly, the sword light was accompanied by the shadow of the stick, the shadow of the fist was pervasive, and the fist wind was whistling.

The two touched, and the short blade in the middle-aged man's hand suddenly swung forward, then sharply retreated, and crossed towards the middle. Stubbornly blocked Lin Xiaofei's short stick.

Lin Xiaofei was slightly startled, he didn't expect the middle-aged man's power to burst out in an instant was so amazing. After the battle just now, Lin Xiaofei felt that the middle-aged man should have the cultivation of the Triple Realm of Quenching the Body, but this time the strength had exceeded the strength of forty horses, and he forcibly blocked and clamped the short stick.

Lin Xiaofei grabbed the short stick and pulled it back. But I saw that the middle-aged man suddenly let go of his hands, let go of the two short blades, and at the same time reached forward with both hands and grabbed the short stick tightly.

Lin Xiaofei was shocked, what does this guy want to do?

"Hehe, your wooden stick must be a good baby, it's mine!" the middle-aged man suddenly smiled, and his arms suddenly strengthened. Lin Xiaofei only felt that a huge force suddenly came from the short stick, so big that he couldn't hold the short stick, and the short stick slowly detached from his palm.

Frightened, Lin Xiaofei's eyes showed a fierce look, his heart was ruthless, he strengthened his hand, clenched the short stick, and then suddenly took a step forward, and at the same time stabbed forward with the short stick in his hand.

Under the full force of Lin Xiaofei, the short stick retreated from the middle-aged man's hands and stabbed straight at his neck.

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly, a look of horror appeared in his eyes, and his hands hurriedly strengthened, but it was too late. The short stick had already pierced his neck, and with a "whoosh", it pierced his neck. The front half of the short rod passed through the middle-aged man's neck and came out from behind him.

The middle-aged man was still holding the short stick in front of his neck with both hands, his eyes widened, and after a few blinks, he stared blankly at Lin Xiaofei in front of him. He made a "grunt" sound in his neck, a few muffled syllables came out of his mouth, then his head tilted to the side, and his hands were released from the short sticks, shrugging and falling.

Lin Xiaofei's eyes did not retreat, the arm holding the short stick, pushed forward, and then pressed down, pressing the middle-aged man's body to the ground.

Then Lin Xiaofei did not pull out the short stick, but let the short stick refine the flesh and blood of the middle-aged man. As a wave of yuan force poured into Lin Xiaofei's body through the short rod, the middle-aged man's body quickly shrunk and shriveled.

After Yuan Li poured into Lin Xiaofei's body, it was like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, wild and irritable, and rampaged through Lin Xiaofei's body. Lin Xiaofei woke up suddenly, and hurriedly pulled out the short stick, but the yuan force was still wanton in his body.

This Yuan Force not only did not refine the shin bones as usual in cultivation, but wantonly destroyed the internal organs in Lin Xiaofei's body.

Just when Lin Xiaofei was a little at a loss, the gray blood in his body suddenly surged wildly, like a huge wave suddenly rising above the sea, and the huge wave rolled and rushed forward.

The gray blood surged like some life, covering that Yuan Force in an instant and devouring it. Almost instantly, that manic Yuan Force was devoured by the gray blood, and the gray blood gradually subsided.

Lin Xiaofei was slightly stunned, and gasped a few times before he was shocked.