Chapter 13: Crisis

"Whoosh!"

The sharp sound of breaking the air drilled into his ears steeply, and a blue glow was captured by the corner of Nie Kong's eyes, and his body hurriedly gave way, and a sharp wooden thorn rushed over against his right arm, pulling his clothes open a long opening, and the owner of the wooden thorn immediately entered the sight.

"It turned out to be Xiuzhu's little nephew, last time my uncle was able to poke you down with one finger when he only gathered the seventh grade of the spirit, and now that the uncle is already the ninth grade of the gathering spirit, you want to come to find abuse again?"

Smiling on the surface, the vigilance in Nie Kong's heart has been raised to the peak. There are dangers lurking in this realm of life and death, and there is no telling when a spirit master will come out to carry out a sneak attack. If it weren't for the fact that he had been using the gyro to cultivate recently, his body's reaction speed and coordination had been greatly enhanced, and Nie Xiuzhu would probably have poked a transparent hole in his right chest just now.

"Nie Kong, you shut up for me, there are no uncles and nephews here, only enemies!"

Nie Xiuzhu was poked in the sore spot, and his face suddenly turned pale, and he shouted loudly. The last time he lost in that kind of humiliating way, Nie Xiuzhu regarded it as the greatest shame in his life, and now when he heard Nie Kong mention it, his heart was like a poisonous snake that kept biting, his cheeks were distorted, and he shouted frantically: "Nie Kong, I gave you enough advantage last time, but this time, you will never have such good luck again, give me a good ...... enjoyment."

"Flower burst!"

Before he finished speaking, Nie Kong drank loudly, suddenly attacked, and his body shot towards Nie Xiuzhu, picking up the five fingers of his left hand and pecking at his throat.

"Shameless!"

Nie Xiuzhu disappeared from in front of Nie Kong, and an angry and disdainful scolding voice came from behind, "It's really naΓ―ve, I think that I can succeed in a sneak attack with such a little ghost trick, and forget that I am a wind spirit...... Ahh......h

At this moment, Nie Xiuzhu seemed to hear the sound of his sternum breaking and collapsing, and his body flew out uncontrollably, slamming into a tree behind him, and then slid to the ground against the thick trunk, and the clothes on his left chest were stained red with oozing blood in the blink of an eye.

Nie Kong had already turned around, withdrew his right hand hanging in the air with a smile, twisted his twisted fingers, and said sympathetically: "Nephew Xiuzhu, I'm really sorry, the 'flower burst' that uncle shouted in front of me is actually lying to you, the real 'flower burst' is here!"

Although a chick like Nie Xiuzhu often fights with others in the family, he has not experienced real life and death battles. When such a person encounters a surprise attack, in most cases, he will choose the most familiar way to dodge. The last time he was attacked by Nie Xiuzhu for so long, Nie Kong had already figured out seven or eighty percent of his movements, and now he tried it, and it was really successful.

"You, you ......"

Nie Xiuzhu struggled to get up from under the tree, blood gushing out from his left chest, and his delicate facial features were distorted with anger and pain. He never thought that when he fought Nie Kong again, he would be hit hard in such a way, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger.

Nie Kong had some pity in his heart, but this pity quickly disappeared. In the illusory realm of life and death, either killing or being killed, there is no room for the slightest emotion. What's more, the death here is not a real death, it's just to help him get out of this hunting game as soon as possible, and Nie Kong is also very speechless at Nie Xiuzhu's eyes, since his skills are inferior to others and lead to failure, then he should accept the reality, and then work hard to win it back next time, and keep being angry and resentful.

"Good nephew, uncle will give you a ride, and if you hurry up, you might be able to rush home for lunch. As he spoke, Nie Kongsan jumped in front of Nie Xiuzhu in two steps, and his right hand pecked at his bleeding left chest like a spiritual snake. Before he could hit the target, Nie Kong's eyes narrowed slightly, his right arm retracted, and his figure retreated at a faster speed.

"Bang!"

The blazing aura surged from behind Nie Xiuzhu, and in an instant, his body was completely submerged. Immediately afterwards, there was a bang, and Nie Xiuzhu's part from the neck down was exploded into countless pieces, and his head spun out like a leather ball, falling more than ten meters away, his two eyes were wide open, and there was still an unbelievable look in his eyes, as if he didn't expect that he would die so miserably.

A burly figure was revealed at the burst of Nie Xiuzhu's body, and he said with a smile: "Brother Nie Kong, I'm really sorry, brother, I took the lead." The man's face was as dark as charcoal, tall and strong, with his sleeves rolled up and his coat open, revealing a large patch of black body hair.

His gaze quickly swept over Nie Xiuzhu's head, and then looked at the burly young man, Nie Kong frowned and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you should be called Nie Fengbo." ”

Nie Kong had already guessed that Nie Xiuzhu's screams would attract the attention of others, so he planned to leave quickly after solving it, but he didn't expect it to be a step too slow. When he was still in the palace of life and death, the person in front of him kept staring at him with fierce eyes, obviously not having any good intentions.

"That's right, brother, I'm Nie Fengbo. Cultivation is only three psychic products, which is not high in the illusion of life and death this time, but it is more than enough to solve you, it is your misfortune to meet me, obediently come over and let my brother and me faint, maybe you can suffer a little less. ”

Nie Fengbo grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, lined with blood stains on his arms and face, looking extremely hideous.

At this time, the fragments of Nie Xiuzhu's body had been gradually shrinking, and finally disappeared completely into the air, only the splattered blood stains proved that he had ever existed.

In this regard, Nie Kong had no intention of paying attention. His brain turned quickly, this Nie Fengbo is a psychic three-grade, although he is not a master, but he is much stronger than himself, one can't deal with it well, the end of this illusory journey is still secondary, and even a small life may be lost.

Suddenly, a hint of imperceptible joy flashed in Nie Kong's eyes, and he sneered: "No wonder you grow so strong, it turns out that you are wearing a pig's head on top of it." You only know how to eat, you don't know how to think, you never think before you speak? You can say such idiotic words? Say that you are a pig, that is a stain on pigs. ”

Nie Fengbo's eyes widened, he was furious, and he shouted like thunder: "What? You are scolding me? You dare to scold me? You ......"

"Huh!"

Nie Kong suddenly exerted his speed to the extreme, and with a flash of white shadow, he stepped over a space of several meters, and his right hand blasted towards Nie Fengbo like thunder. Nie Fengbo didn't expect Nie Kong, who was gathering the Nine Spirits, to be the first to make a move, only slightly stunned, his face was full of evil smiles, and his big fist smashed into Nie Kong's shoulder like a giant hammer.

It is the inferior fire spirit technique "Flame Blazing Heart Fist". The Nie Fengbo of the three grades of psychic was displayed, and its power was far greater than that of Nie Xiuge, who was known as the seventh grade of the spirit. His fist was as red as a soldering iron, like a blazing firework, and the scorching aura filled the void within a radius of several meters.

"Boom!"

A fierce tremor erupted, Nie Fengbo snorted in his mouth, his steps staggered forward, and his right arm involuntarily turned to the side, and the "Flame Blazing Heart Fist" actually fell into the air. Behind him, there was an equally black and strong young man, his eyes bulging angrily, and the right fist that hit Nie Fengbo's back had not yet been withdrawn, and the left fist, which had already been filled with fire spiritual power, exploded out, and its momentum was fierce......

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