The battle between life and death is often between the lines.

Especially when the opponent is evenly matched, as long as you are a little faster than the other party, you will also seize the opportunity.

If you are fast, you will live, and if you are slow, you will die.

Su Ningan and Fan Minghui rushed straight towards each other, both of them were very fast, one was so fast that they couldn't see the afterimage, and the other was black, and it was even more difficult for onlookers to see the trajectory of the knife in the dark night.

However, all of you present are the minions of the Righteous Qi Hall, and no matter what, they will be on Fan Minghui's side.

They have faith in Pham Minh Huy.

The hall master can lead them to dominate Cixi County, relying on the knife in his hand.

Fan Minghui seems to think so.

By measuring the speed of Su Ning'an, he came to the conclusion that although the other party's knife was fast and the speed was on par with his own, his knife was a few points shorter than his own Night Knife, so in the end, it must have been the Night Knife that hit that guy first.

If two knives strike each other in the air.

I have practiced more than ten years more than the kid in front of me, and my internal strength is definitely stronger than him, plus the knife is a treasure knife, and what the other party has in his hand is just a big road goods, no matter how you look at it, it is the advantage in me.

This game, it's stable!

On the other hand, in fact, Suningan is also calculating.

He sighed in his heart.

The Bone Forging Realm is still a little worse!

In the face of real strong opponents, the internal strength is still a little insufficient, and it is inevitable that it will be overstretched because it is impossible to run the five organs.

There are too few martial arts moves practiced at home, which is also a disadvantage.

Although the snow is fast, it is too monotonous, and there are not many changes in the moves, and the same is true for the body method of the goose walking trick, which is too simple, straight forward and backward, there is no turn, and it is easy to be seen through the trajectory by the strong, and the move is dismantled.

It seems that the only way to win is to take risks.

That's all there is to it!

Just as the two knives were about to stagger past, Suningan's face suddenly turned red, the capillaries all over his body ruptured, and the thin red blood beads seeped out from the surface of his skin, and at that moment, he fully burned his qi and blood.

As a result, there is a little more internal energy.

The nameless knife suddenly came out of his hand and slashed forward.

The knife is free from the shackles of the hand, and there is more space, so that it is longer than the opponent's night knife, and it will slash Fan Minghui faster.

At this time, if Fan Minghui wanted to change his moves to block, it was too late.

and Suning Anyou, took off the night knife in his hand, however, it was an old friend who had followed him for many years, more loyal than a woman, more reliable than wine, day and night, sleeping by his side, holding it in his arms, and he couldn't throw it away at all.

It's good not to have that idea!

It's just that he is not a rookie, he will not be in a hurry and panic because of this, even if it happens suddenly and his brain can't keep up, his body will follow his intuition to respond, and he won't be stunned and do nothing.

"Hmmm......"

Fan Minghui snorted, and at the critical moment, he tilted his head.

In such a short period of time, he could only do this, and in this way, the knife that Su Ning'an originally aimed at his face fell against his cheek and slashed at his left shoulder.

Under normal circumstances, as long as Fan Minghui runs his internal strength, a knife like an ordinary Dermabrasion Realm can not break through his defenses at all, even if it is the elite of the late stage of the Bone Forging Realm, at most it will cut through the skin membrane and hurt the bones, and the internal strength cannot penetrate to protect and hurt the internal organs.

However, Suning'an's knife cut through his skin.

Then, all the way up, embedded in the shoulder blade of his left shoulder, stuck and still.

A trace of internal energy burst into the internal organs, clashing with the internal energy in his body, and the internal organs were slightly concussive.

Fan Minghui's face turned pale.

However, the heart he was carrying was put down.

Although the injury was serious, it was not fatal, and his own night knife would slash into Suningan's face, cutting his head to pieces.

However, Su Ningan had no knife in his hand, and his hands were empty.

"Smack!"

Standing like a knife, it accurately slashed the back of Fan Minghui's night knife.

"Hmm!"

With a muffled snort, the corners of his mouth were slightly sweet, and blood foam was oozing.

At that moment, he burst out of qi and blood again, his internal strength was retrograde, and he slammed on the night knife along the palm of his hand, at this time, Fan Minghui divided half of his strength to deal with the internal strength that invaded his internal organs, and the internal strength contained in the knife was only half.

In this way, he was slapped by Suningan.

The blade slashed against his body, slashing into the air.

At the same time, Suningan continued to advance rapidly.

Fan Minghui was tall, Suningan was shorter than him, and he was shoulder-high, he raised his hand, his hands were like claws, firmly grasped Fan Minghui's shoulders, and his right hand went deep into the wound on the other party's left shoulder, so that Fan Minghui couldn't help but scream.

Although the wound was so painful that Fan Minghui couldn't help but scream, he didn't give up.

Since, the other party traps himself, in turn, it is equivalent to trapping the other party, and they are imprisoned by each other, so hand-to-hand combat is.

Bent his knees and raised them, and his knees hit Suningan's lower body.

Once hit, immortality is useless.

However, Suningan was not idle.

Sacrifice yourself to the gods and descend to the world!

He ran this technique, his divine consciousness condensed in the center of his eyebrows, opened the gate of heaven, burned a spiritual item, and released the red-clothed woman Wanjun from the anomaly shelter and placed it in his eyebrow acupoint.

Then, disgusted with the art of victory!

Since you have caught the target personally, you don't need things like hair, blood, birthdate, etc., just curse directly.

At that moment, the temperature around me plummeted.

Fan Minghui's complexion changed drastically.

He felt weird.

"You're not a martial artist, you're a warlock......"

The words did not come out, although his lips were trembling, but no sound came out, at that time, his whole body was condensed with hoarfrost, and his internal strength could not resist in the face of the strange curse power, just like water and oil could not be fused.

Fan Minghui can only resist with martial will.

It's a pity that the distance between him and Suningan is too close, if the other party uses the aversion to him from a distance, he still has time to find other mages to crack, now, he doesn't have that time, and the will, to be honest, sometimes it's very powerful, sometimes it's not a fart.

Man will conquer heaven, and this sentence may only be addressed to a very small number of people.

Pham Minh Hue?

He is not among such people.

In the depths of Fan Minghui's sea of knowledge, there is a dark whirlpool presenting, pulling his soul, no matter how reluctant he is, how he struggles, after all, he can't resist the attraction, and finally, he falls towards the bottomless abyss of darkness.

The spirit is devoured and dissipated into nothingness.

In the real world, Fan Minghui's body involuntarily curled up and twisted, but the sturdy man who was eight feet tall finally turned into a strange-shaped sculpture, shorter than Xiao Zhennan, and couldn't see a human form at all.

"Ahh

Someone exclaimed.

The exclamation woke the Yiqitang group from their lost souls, and the people who reacted quickly did not greet their companions, turned around and slipped away.

Revenge for the hall master?

Not that thought.

Fan Minghui's strange death had already frightened them, and at this time, they just wanted to stay away from Su Ningan.

It doesn't matter if you can't outrun the enemy, just run faster than your companions.