"You're not ours! Say your name and leave you a whole corpse!"

Seeing that Xiao Yao took the initiative to attack him without his own strength, the boss with the cultivation of a four-star martial king immediately asked.

The voice was cold, as if he was speaking with a thousand years of ice in his mouth, and his red eyes revealed a deep hatred for eating his flesh and drinking his blood raw!

His brother, a dignified four-star martial king, who shared life and death, was plotted to death by a small nine-star martial spirit peak, which made his boss extremely angry!

"Haha, wait until you win this gun in my hand, and then talk about it!"

The wild laughter fell, and Xiao Yao, who was rushing over, reached the attack range of the spear, and with a flick of his wrist, he actually held the gun in one hand, and spun around and stabbed at the boss's face!

"Buzz!"

A strong tremor sounded, the yellow light rolled, the cold light flashed, and the air was filled with ripples, becoming blurred!

"Win your spear?"

Looking at the shot as fast as a meteor, the red pupils suddenly shrank, and the boss burst out laughing, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Immediately, in the pupils that suddenly contracted, he rolled angrily, like a beast staring at his prey, staring at Xiao Yao deadly:

"Die!"

As soon as the roar mixed with anger and murderous intent came out, a long knife with green flashes suddenly appeared in his hand, his waist twisted, his hand rose and fell, and he slashed down at the spear with a "whew", simple and swift!

The shadow of the knife is like a bleak crescent moon, and the cold light is shining!

"Good knives!"

The pupils of his eyes shrank, Xiao Yao blurted out praise, and then, with a fierce force in his right hand, the spear was quickly withdrawn, and then stabbed out, as fast as lightning!

"Whew!"

The tip of the spear tore through the night sky, with a piercing and sharp roar.

"So fast!"

A flash of surprise flashed in his red pupils, the boss put away his contempt, his wrist immediately flipped over, the blade turned, and he quickly drew an arc, slashing at the tip of the gun from the bottom up!

"Bell!"

The knives and guns collided, the flames splashed everywhere, and the powerful energy spread in all directions. However, Xiao Yao's spear was not knocked away by a knife as he thought, but continued to stab at his heart at the same speed!

"Whew!"

The blade slashed across the gun's body as if it were slicing across glass, producing an extremely harsh sound!

"What?"

Seeing that his powerful sword did not have the slightest change in the spear, this four-star martial king was taken aback, and then saw the dark yellow spear head exuding a cold aura, and when it came straight to his heart, his eyes immediately widened, and a look of disbelief flashed inside!

He couldn't understand why his green rank spirit weapon long knife didn't have the slightest effect on that spear under the full blow!

The opponent is just a nine-star martial artist peak? That spiritual weapon is just a "yellow rank top grade"? Why is this happening? This is not scientific?

However, at this time, he didn't have time to think about it at all, and he didn't have time to ask Xiao Yao, "Why is this?".

Seeing the moment of life and death when the cold air hit his skin, he stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and the aura rushed out, like a rabbit in danger, and with a "poof" sound, the whole person immediately flew backwards a few meters away.

As soon as he landed, he suddenly noticed that the hair on his body stood on end, and he was dripping with cold sweat!

"What a fast marksmanship!" he was shocked.

Xiao Yao's marksmanship is not an esoteric move, it is just the most basic straight stab, but it is such a very ordinary straight stab, but it shocked the four-star martial king into a cold sweat!

He's so fast! It's not an exaggeration to say he's lightning fast!

"Why did you run away? Do you lose the dignity of your four-star martial king?"

A faint banter fell, Xiao Yao grinned, slammed the soles of his feet on the ground, and it was another free ride, plus the simplest straight stab, the tip of the gun was picked, and it stabbed fiercely again!

It's still lightning fast!

"Whoa, whoa!"

Hundreds of spear shadows, like arrows that had just been shot by a strong bow, rushed towards the boss like a tide, and the sharp sound of breaking wind gathered together, like a sea slapping on a reef, one after another!

"What a great marksmanship! This is the real Ruyi Remnant Gun! Fast as lightning!"

Seeing this scene, Xiaohu, who was taken aside by Murong Mingxu to dodge, couldn't help but light up his eyes and blurted out.

In the past, the spiritual weapon he cultivated was a spear, and the martial art he cultivated happened to be the high-grade "Ruyi Afterimage Gun" on the Yellow Order.

Therefore, when Xiao Yao launched a second attack, he recognized it at a glance, and he also realized the shortcomings of his previous cultivation:

Not fast enough!

""Ruyi Remnant Gun", is it so powerful?"

Looking at the flickering shadow of the gun, Murong Mingxu was a little disapproving, where is the martial arts skill of a yellow rank high-grade martial arts?

"Of course, a person as powerful as my father has always been cultivating this martial art! He once told me that this martial art is underestimated because it is difficult to practice!"

As he spoke, Xiaohu raised his chin, the pride in the boy's heart will always be his father. But then thinking of the miserable fate of their father and son, Xiaohu's face suddenly darkened!

But in the next second, his fists were clenched tightly, and his childish face was full of determination. He believed that one day, he would be able to overcome the strange illness in his body and regain his ability to cultivate.

At this time, the boss with the cultivation of a four-star martial king, his feet gushing with spiritual energy, moved quickly, constantly flashing and moving. The long knife in his hand is also constantly swinging to resist the continuous spear attacks!

But every time he resisted, his figure couldn't help but take a few steps back, and every time he resisted, his right arm was sore, and faintly, he felt as if the tiger's mouth had been shattered.

Suddenly, he found that Xiao Yao's gun was not only as fast as lightning, but also as heavy as a 10,000-pound boulder, and his long knife couldn't resist it at all!

"How can this be? How is it possible? Is this guy still at the peak of the nine-star martial spirit? How can he have an inexhaustible aura?"

In the continuous retreat, in the spirit of exhausting Xiao Yao's aura, he had a little anxiety in his heart.

"No! I have to attack! It's understandable that the third child was entangled by that old lady, but how could I be entangled by a small nine-star martial spirit peak?"

He wanted to attack, he wanted to counterattack, he wanted to reach out with his left hand and grab the barrel of the gun, but when each shot was stabbed, the strong energy that rolled up, and the power transmitted from the gun, weighing more than 10,000 catties, made him hesitate several times, and he didn't make up his mind to do so!

He didn't dare to bet that if he failed, what awaited him would be doomed. In front of Xiao Yao's speed, he couldn't even think of running away!

It was a little difficult to resist one shot after another, but Xiao Yao's offensive not only did not slow down, but became faster and faster. The endless and continuous Ruyi Remnant Gun made him feel as if he was trapped in a large net woven by thousands of spear tips, entangled and unable to attack or retreat!

He felt that his sword technique could not be used at all in front of Xiao Yao's lightning-fast spear, and he was completely in a situation of being passively beaten, which made him, a dignified four-star martial king powerhouse, so angry that he wanted to vomit blood!

"Bell!"

Finally, after resisting several shots that stabbed him in the chest one after another, he was so angry and unbearable that he slammed the ball of his foot on the ground, this time he did not dodge around, but jumped up sharply, jumping seven or eight meters high.

"Die!"

As soon as the roar full of murderous intent came out, he put away the long knife, and waved it out with both hands, the invisible qi Lang carried an incomparable strength, from top to bottom, whistling, and the cold wind blew the black clothes on Xiao Yao's body up.

"Bang!"

Seeing that the other party used the Shadowless Fist, Xiao Yao, who was out of reach, immediately pointed to the ground on tiptoe, and with a free blow, the whole person turned into a yellow smoke and flew away!

"Boom!"

The two clouds of qi fell to the ground in unison, breaking the roots of several big trees, and the crash of the big trees falling sounded one after another, and then, there was a burst of dust.

The ground where Xiao Yao is now has also been smashed into a big hole, bottomless, and there are spiderweb-like cracks around it.

"The Shadowless Fist of the Four-Star Martial King, this power is really not small!" Looking at the bottomless dark pit, Xiao Yao couldn't help but sigh with emotion!

If he had such a cultivation as the peak of the Nine-Star Martial Sect, he would definitely not choose to dodge, and he would definitely fight against this four-star Martial King with a Shadowless Fist!

"To be able to force him to this point, you kid is enough to make people proud!" Yao Mengyun's approving voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of his heart.

To be able to use the cultivation of the peak of the nine-star martial spirit to stubbornly entangle a four-star martial king for so long, and force the other party to use a martial art like "Shadowless Fist" to fight back, no matter what, Xiao Yao's strength has been recognized by everyone!

Even Murong Mingxu, who was unimpressed before, took a 180-degree turn in his attitude towards Xiao Yao, especially when he saw him use his speed to dodge the two shadowless punches of the four-star Martial King, he couldn't help but shout "Okay".

Don't look at the fact that he himself has the cultivation of a two-star martial sect, but Murong Mingxu knows that he is in the hands of that four-star martial king, and he will definitely not be able to hold on for so long!

"Who said speed is useless? Who said that strength can overcome everything?"

Seeing that Murong Mingxu also cheered for Xiao Yao, Xiaohu snorted twice angrily, raised his little chin proudly, and said in an old-fashioned manner:

"I said a long time ago, your cultivation method is not right!"

Murong Mingxu was speechless, although he recognized Xiao Yao's strength, he still couldn't recognize Xiaohu's cultivation theory that speed was more important than strength!

As he spoke, the four-star Martial King had already fallen from the sky, and although he couldn't hit Xiao Yao, he was able to force Xiao Yao to dodge, and it also made him throw his previous unhappiness out of the clouds!

"The reaction is pretty fast!"

Looking coldly at Xiao Yao, who was holding a gun in both hands not far away and with awe-inspiring fighting intent, he sneered, "However, I don't have time to waste time with you! No matter who you are, if you die in my hands, your little martial spirit is enough to be proud of!"

As he spoke, the green rank spirit weapon long knife appeared in his hand again, raised it high, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out, injecting into the blade at a rapid speed......