In the True Martial Palace, the two heroes confronted each other, and both of them filled their bodies with true qi, and the battle was about to break out.

"Where's your sword?" Xiao Ding looked at Bai Yunfei, his eyes were as clear as water.

Bai Yunfei also looked at Xiao Ding, and there seemed to be a layer of fog in his eyes, a kind of fog that Xiao Ding couldn't see. He laughed, "I don't use a sword. ”

Do you not use it, or do you disdain to use it?

Of course, Xiao Ding would not despise him, nor would he have the heart to despise the enemy because Bai Yunfei did not use weapons, on the contrary, he was even more vigilant.

In the eyes of masters, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, and everything can be used as a weapon to kill.

Bai Yunfei's hand hung down in his sleeve, what kind of hand was this?

……

On the night of the Lantern Festival, on the West Lake in Hangzhou, cooking wine and boating.

Xiao Ding saw that Bai Yunfei poured wine with his left hand, and his right hand was hidden in his sleeve, so he gave Sikong a look to pick the moon.

"I see that Bai Gongzi is used to his left hand, so is he also good at left-handed swordsmanship? I heard that there are not many people in the rivers and lakes who are good at left-handed swordsmanship, and all of them are top masters. Except for Eighth Master Hu and Nangong He, I can't even think of anyone else. Xiao Ding looked at Bai Yunfei, stared at his right hand, and said slowly.

Sikong Jieyue poured himself a glass of wine and said with a smile: "In the early years, there was also a master of using his left hand to make a sword, called Jing Wuming, but in the end, others found that the sword in his right hand was faster, and I heard that he also liked to hide his right hand in his sleeve like Your Excellency. ”

Bai Yunfei smiled lightly: "Because the weapon under is this hand." ”

As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his right hand from his sleeve and placed it in front of his chest, his palm flipped, and his eyes were full of heat and pity.

I saw that the hand was from the elbow down, the whole body was a faint golden yellow, and the tendons and bones were almost transparent.

Bai Yunfei shot out like lightning, and had already grabbed a candlestick on the piano case, the candlestick was made of fine iron, but between his five fingers, it was shattered like mud.

Bai Yunfei said slowly: "You can't help but admit that this hand is a weapon. ”

Of course, Xiao Ding and Sikong Jieyue can only admit that this hand is not only a weapon, but also a sharp weapon that can kill, the candlestick made of fine iron, which is difficult to cut with ordinary swords, but in this hand, it is as soft as slush.

If this hand is lightly scratched on a person's neck, it will naturally be able to easily make a cut, and if this hand pokes a person's chest, it will naturally be easy to poke a hole.

If this hand is used to catch the hidden weapon, it is naturally easy and more handy, because this hand itself is a weapon.

If you use another weapon to catch a hidden weapon, or use another weapon to kill someone, there will be a process invisibly, but with this hand will not.

Because this hand is originally on the body, and it is one with the person, as long as the mind comes up, the hand rises.

Is this hand the same as the one that injured Liu Yunfei?

……

"Where's your knife?" Bai Yunfei looked at Xiao Ding, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Where the knife should be." Xiao Ding's eyes were as bright as the stars and the moon.

Bai Yunfei sneered: "Xiao Li Flying Knife, there is no false hair, this is indeed a martial arts myth." “

Xiao Ding was silent.

Xiao Li Flying Knife is indeed a mythical existence in martial arts, but the existence of this myth is not brought about by the knife itself, but is chosen by the person who uses the knife to always adhere to a great belief. These things, people like Bai Yunfei will never understand, so Xiao Ding is silent.

"But no matter how beautiful the myth is, one day it will be shattered!" Bai Yunfei's voice was like a ghost from the Nine Hells, and he was also like a demon ready to shatter this myth at any time.

Xiao Ding smiled faintly and said: "Some things will always exist whether you admit it or not, Xiao Li Feidao, there is no false hair, these eight words have never been missed." “

Confidence is sometimes an innate thing, Xiao Ding said lightly, always with a calm and breezy look, but more and more people can see this trait in him.

Bai Yunfei's hand, can he catch Xiao Ding's knife?

Bai Yunfei didn't know, and Xiao Ding didn't know either, but this battle was unavoidable.

Bai Yunfei's right hand slowly stretched out from his sleeve to protect his throat, only to see that this hand was from the elbow down, the whole body was a faint golden yellow, the flesh and blood were almost transparent, and the tendons and bones seemed to be faintly visible. Bai Yunfei poured his true power into it, and suddenly this originally golden arm slowly turned dark red, and as the true power gathered, it finally turned red all over.

This kind of thing is simply unseen and unheard of, everyone was deeply shocked by this scene, and some people opened their mouths wide, but they couldn't make any sound.

Xiao Ding's hand has been hanging down to the side of his leg, and at this moment, I saw that his wrist was flipped, and there was an extra flying knife in his right hand, a flying knife three inches and seven minutes long.

No one could see his movements clearly, as if the knife suddenly grew out of his palm, Xiao Ding clenched the flying knife with three fingers, the knife was flat on his chest, and he stood solemnly.

The air was suddenly filled with a tense and murderous atmosphere, and the huge True Martial Hall became silent, and some people could even hear the heartbeats of the people around them.

Tang Qingqing covered her chest tightly with her hands, she was afraid that her heart would beat out, she was also nervous, but she was infected by this atmosphere, not worried about Xiao Ding's safety, in her mind, Xiao Ding was an undefeated myth, as long as Xiao Ding made a move, it must be Bai Yunfei who fell.

Ye Rongqiu also covered her chest tightly, she was also afraid that her heart would jump out, but she couldn't tell who she was worried about more, was it her brother Ge or Xiao Ding? She closed her eyes, didn't dare to look again, didn't dare to think again, closed her eyes, but couldn't close the tears that flowed, the silent tears.

Xiao Ding and Bai Yunfei didn't make any moves, and they didn't even blink their eyes, as if they were the two sculptures next to Emperor Zhenwu.

Bai Yunfei in Xiao Ding's eyes seemed to be a thousand-year-old stone, there was no empty door in his body, and the only place that could make him make a fatal knife was in his throat, and it seemed that the flaw in his throat was also deliberately left by Bai Yunfei, because there was a blood-red arm there, and that arm was like a fire dragon covered with flames, guarding the entrance.

Xiao Ding didn't move, and Bai Yunfei couldn't move either.

Xiao Ding in Bai Yunfei's eyes seemed to be a lightning bolt ready to go, which would shoot to his throat at any time, could the fire dragon that protected his throat swallow the lightning that flew from the sky?

The onlookers are clear, and there are not first-class masters among the heroes watching the battle, and they have seen that the two people in this battle will eventually move, because both of them have gathered their whole body and are ready to go, and if they don't move, they will move like thunder.

No one guessed that Bai Yunfei would move first, and no one thought that he would retreat instead of advancing.

Bai Yunfei's posture in his right hand remained unchanged, but his figure suddenly retreated, and his right hand suddenly threw something to the ground, and Xiao Ding's flying knife also shot at this time.

With a loud bang, a puff of smoke suddenly came out of the ground with a "canopy", and the flying knife sank into the smoke.

The smoke cleared, and there was no trace of people, nor of knives.

Bai Yunfei actually fled without a fight?

No one guessed that this decisive battle would be such a result, did Xiao Ding's knife hit him? Did he catch Ding's knife?

Xiao Ding took a deep breath, there was not much expression on his face, he was defeated if he fled without a fight, in this battle, Bai Yunfei was defeated, but he did not have the slightest joy of victory, but had an indescribable melancholy.

Although he didn't kill the madman Bai Yunfei, he always fled to Xiao Ding, although Qunxiong also felt regretful, but after thinking about it, this is also the best ending, at least, there is still Xiao Ding in this world who can make him feel scared. That in itself is something to cheer and celebrate.

"I didn't expect this kid to have the 'Mixed Yuan Bead' of Thunderbolt Hall, this thing is perfect for escaping." Sikong Jieyue shouted loudly, as if he had forgotten that he had also used this thing to escape his life.

Ye Rongqiu stared blankly at the ground that was blown up by the "Mixed Yuan Pearl", and he didn't know what he was thinking. Tang Qingqing had already jumped to Xiao Ding's side, hugging Xiao Ding tightly, the hero in her mind really did not disappoint her, Xiao Ding was really an undefeated hero, and Xiao Li Feidao was really an undefeated myth.

Xiao Ding looked at them beside him and smiled.