"Who is the woman you are talking about?"

Wei Tao pinched a snowflake and felt the instant coldness of his fingertips.

"Oh?"

Xionggang's triangular eyes narrowed, quite surprised.

"What a big joke, you, as a raised dog, don't know the name of your master?"

"Or is she not really taming you yet?"

His eyes rolled, and the fierce light shone, "Such a disobedient dog, if it were me, he would have been slapped to death." ”

"Actually, I really want to be beaten to death."

Wei Tao took a deep breath of cold air, and then exhaled slowly, "I just don't know, do you have this ability, or do you dare to bark like a dog, but in the end you will only run away with your tail between your legs." ”

Xiong Gang fell silent, and the qi and blood in his body began to speed up.

The hands were folded and touched, making a sound like the resonance of gold and iron.

A hideous and bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face again, "Since you are looking for your own death, then you can't blame me." ”

"Even if the woman doesn't like it later, Lao Tzu will twist your head off to see what is inside."

Rumble!

Xionggang took a sharp step forward.

The snow on the ground had collapsed in large areas, and the ground was shaking slightly.

Instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and the big blue-black hand reached forward and grabbed Wei Tao's head heavily.

The wind was blowing and howling.

Wei Tao smelled a fishy bitter smell filled with the smell of blood.

The other party pounced and grabbed it, like a tiger standing up, waving its claws at him.

Under the tremendous oppression, his hair stood on end and stood on end.

Qi and blood surged and all gathered in the fists.

Rumble!

Then the two whirlpools in his hands suddenly erupted, and the most powerful sky-turning hammer of the Red Line Fist slammed forward.

Two figures, one tall and one short, collided violently under the Shimen archway outside the village.

Xionggang's back rose and fell, and his bones and muscles stretched and swelled, bursting into a crackling sound.

He was already more than two meters tall, and he punched and swelled a few points, like a giant tiger waving its claws, violent and ferocious.

Wei Tao did not retreat, did not dodge, and turned the hammer into the sky.

The two whirlpools exploded violently, the red lines of the Dao were highlighted, and the qi and blood exploded like an explosion, all of which were blasted out through this punch.

Poop!

The fists collided with each other in the night sky.

One is blue-black in color, similar to iron casting,

One is as red as blood, like a hammer of fire.

It erupted with a heavy sound like a yellow bell.

The muscles and bones of the two violently shook violently, and at the same time they kicked backwards and strode back.

Wei Tao clattered his boots, leaving a series of deep footprints on the snow with his bare feet.

The tremendous force, as well as the steaming heat, melted all the snow around the footprints, and the cold and hard frozen soil became soft and sloppy, turning into a muddy field.

Xionggang lowered his head and stared at the wound on his arm, his expression solemn at this moment.

As soon as he fought with a punch, he clearly heard his arm make a crunch sound.

And at that moment, from the skin and flesh to the fascia, under the influence of a scorching twisting force, it flipped and twisted, and suffered a lot of damage.

After many years of penance, Xionggang thinks that his arms have been trained to be extremely tough.

Even if it is left there and left untouched, and people use sharp weapons to chop it, at most it will only leave a few white marks.

But now, after a double fist collision, he felt the pain he had not felt for a long time.

A few more times, I'm afraid that even the whole arm will be abolished.

What's more, the opponent's fist doesn't seem to have really reached the level of qi and blood transformation.

Xiong Gang exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, "Your arms and fists have not reached the level of qi and blood transformation, why can you make such a powerful punch?" ”

"Guess ......"

Wei Tao smiled, and the whole person rushed forward suddenly.

A violent wind was set off, like a heavy hammer, and it slammed down towards Xionggang.

"There can't be any more hands."

"Otherwise, I'll probably die here."

The thought flashed in his heart, Xionggang's body trembled violently, and the muscle fascia suddenly swelled under the explosion of qi and blood, and he roared low to meet him.

The stone building archway is like a thunderbolt exploded.

In an instant, the gravel flew around, and the archway shattered to the ground.

Together with the wind and snow, the two figures entangled and collided with each other, and they did not disperse until dozens of breaths later.

The two were ten paces apart, and they confronted each other in silence.

Wei Tao's clothes were torn, and even the dark armor, arm guards, and leg guards he was wearing inside were gone.

He put his hands behind his back, his forearms dripping with blood, and he couldn't stop shaking.

Between the exhalation and the inhalation, a rich bloody aura escaped.

It then melted into the steaming heat emanating from the body, forming a large scarlet-colored mist, which was particularly eerie in the white snow.

The other side.

Xionggang vomited out a mouthful of blood, the muscles of his upper body were twisted, and several deep fist marks were clearly visible, and the strength penetrated from this, and even injured the internal organs.

"You ......"

Xionggang opened his mouth to speak, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Blocked everything I wanted to say.

He didn't expect that this Red Line Sect disciple's boxing technique would be so powerful.

obviously did not reach the height of qi and blood transformation, but he was able to fight with him head-on without falling behind.

No, it even has a big upper hand.

Because apart from the fists, that guy's body and steps are like ghosts.

Suddenly, left and right, suddenly before and after.

Always be able to avoid his killer moves at the last minute.

reappeared in a position that made him extremely awkward,

Unleash a sinister and subtle attack.

Entangled, twisted, force like a thread.

This is a stark contrast to the previous furious collision.

It also made him misjudge at the beginning and lose the opportunity.

The next battle simply made him extremely aggrieved.

Xionggang thinks he is like a strong moth, but he is trapped in the depths of the cobweb, which is constantly weaving and perfecting.

Even though he was able to tear off part of the thread with the burst of time, as time passed, it was still intertwined a little bit after all, and it was difficult to get rid of it.

If it wasn't for the instant decision just now,

Fight hard a few punches to open the distance,

You may be entangled until you die!

Boom!

Xionggang swallowed with difficulty a mouthful of blood that surged up his throat, and asked again in a hoarse voice, "Your fist technique is only in the blood condensation realm, why is it more powerful than many martial artists who have transformed qi and blood?" ”

"Blood coagulation, red line, naturally there is a big difference, but if you hit you, the blood clotting level is enough."

Wei Tao's eyes were half-closed, and he said casually, but his thoughts were no longer there.

He was thinking.

It's also reminiscing.

It was as if my mind had returned to the mountains of Cangman, a long time ago.

In the middle of that dark night when the clouds were low,

Constantly revisiting in his memory over and over again, when Sun Xiyue's outburst accelerated, the terrifying body that even his eyes couldn't capture.

She seemed to come to life again, chuckling and moving around him.

Quietly.

Those complicated lines flashed in Wei Tao's mind again.

It seems to be a little clearer than before.

"Not enough, not enough......" he muttered.

The blood-colored lines of the legs appeared,

Two lotus flowers are blooming.

The next moment, a cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded.

He suddenly disappeared in place.

Xionggang's eyes widened violently, and the bottom of his heart seemed to be a pile of gunpowder suddenly exploded, and a cool air instantly rushed to the top of his head.

"Herring!?"

He blurted out exclamation, his voice hoarse and broken.

Then, without hesitation, he turned around and fled desperately towards the wilderness outside the village.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in the corner of his eye.

Xionggang moved as he pleased, and instinctively dodged to one side.

People were in the air, but they only heard the sound of firecrackers exploding.

Bang bang!

Vaguely, he saw blood-colored lotus flowers blooming at the same time.

Piercing the mountain leg method, step by step to give birth to lotus.

Flowers bloom and fall, only in an instant.

Like a dream bubble, like dew and like electricity.

It's like an illusion for Xionggang,

Come fast, go faster, and go in the blink of an eye.

Then he lost control of his body.

It fell heavily in the snow-capped ridges.

"My neck bone is broken."

"Your legs are as terrifying as your punches...... No, it's even more terrifying than boxing. ”

Xionggang lay on his back on the ground, but his expression and tone were unusually calm, as if he was talking about what he had eaten at night.

A figure staggered to the ground and fell directly to the side.

Wei Tao struggled and couldn't get up.

So he just sat there, trying to calm his breathing, and said with difficulty, "Your body is too hard, but unfortunately you haven't been able to train to your neck." ”

"Otherwise, it should be me who is lying here now."

Xionggang sighed and smiled wryly, "Defeat is defeat, victory is victory, the loser dies, and the winner survives, which is justified." ”

"Lao Tzu has practiced for many years, killed so many people, and now he is dead, which can be regarded as the old saying that murderers are always killed."

He was paralyzed, only his eyes were still rolling, "I knew that you were the descendant of Sun Xiyue, and I would never have come close to here for half a step." ”

After a pause, he suddenly laughed again, "She actually trained Sun Xiyue's disciple as a dog, and sure enough, a madman is a madman, which is unpredictable and even more difficult to understand." ”

Wei Tao regained a little strength and began to touch Xionggang's body.

Then he asked, "Who is she you talking about?" ”

"I'm not going to tell you, just guess slowly."

A large ball of blood began to gush from the corners of Xionggang's lips, and he was still smiling, "You are also a disciple of Sun Witch, even in the entire black and white realm, you are also a person with status and status, can't you wait for me to die and then touch the corpse?" ”

"I'm not a disciple of Sun Xiyue, and I have nothing to do with her."

Wei Tao whispered, and suddenly slapped a palm, which fell heavily on the center of Xionggang's eyebrows.

Kill them instantly.

"But what you said is right, as a person with status and status, it is better to beat you to death first, and then touch the body."

Soon after, Wei Tao slowly got up.

In addition to a few blood jade pills in the palm of the palm,

And an irregularly shaped bone fragment,

Attracted his full attention.

(End of chapter)