Chapter Ninety-Three: Boy, Take Your Life!

Seeing the reaction of the third criminal being, Zhou Di was already convinced that the half-step chivalrous man in front of him, or, the Xing Sen, who should be called the half-step demon people, had indeed cultivated some yin and evil methods.

As for whether this is his personal behavior or the entire Xing Wutang, it still needs a follow-up investigation to find out.

The martial artists who practice yin-yang-level exercises on the rivers and lakes are not as numerous as the Vientiane level or the Five Elements level. But it is not non-existent, and the internal strength of the yin attribute is also not exclusive to the yin and yang-level exercises.

There are many martial arts techniques that are integrated into the martial artist's own perception and thus created, which are also yin attribute internal strength.

For example, Lu Huahua's "Thirty-six Sticks of Ape Demon" is the famous Yin attribute internal strength exercise method in Vientiane-level exercises. The founder of this exercise, who comprehended the white ape's Tongjiquan and the Five Fowl Opera, in order to pursue powerful destructive power, was finally transformed into Yin attribute internal strength. It is also for this reason that the destructive power of the thirty-six sticks of the ape demon can reach the strongest level of the Vientiane level.

Looking at the third criminal who was approaching quickly, Zhou Di at this time didn't dare to hide any longer, and ran the five thunders with all his might.

Xing Sen didn't hide his killing intent anymore, and the churning life-plundering strength around his body continued to be like a thick black fog, drowning Xing Sen's figure in it, and Zhou Di could only vaguely see his scarlet eyes.

"Those who are fighting in the army, they are all in front!" Zhou Di roared angrily and met Xing Sen's attack head-on.

Seeing that the figure of the third sentence had been completely hidden in the black mist, Zhou Di stared at the black mist in front of him, and quickly and continuously took out the halberd.

"Green Thunder Destroys Evil!" With the continuous thrusts, the black fog around Xing Sen dissipated slightly. It's just that Fang Tian's halberds that stabbed at Xing Sen were all like stabbing on the golden stone, and the sound of gold and iron clashing faintly came from the halberd blade.

Poof! Fang Tian's halberd once again dispelled some of the black mist, only this time the tip of the halberd with a flickering cyan electric light pierced into the black mist, accompanied by a cracking sound, it felt more like piercing into a rag pocket.

Zhou Di didn't have any joy in his heart, but became heavier and heavier, he wouldn't be naïve to think that it was the halberd blade that pierced the opponent, thinking of this, Zhou Di immediately pulled Fang Tian's halberd back.

However, as he expected, this time Fang Tian's halberd could not be successfully withdrawn, and the halberd blade seemed to be held by Xing Sen with his hand, and it was difficult to twitch.

At this time, Xing Sen's gloomy voice came from the black mist, "Boy, take your life!"

"Four-armed Hades Fist!" As soon as Xing Sen's voice fell, Zhou Di only felt that Fang Tian's halberd was being dragged by a huge force, and his body staggered uncontrollably towards the black mist and quickly approached!

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Xing Laosi took the white belt in his hand, put it on his mouth and nose, and sniffed deeply.

The body fragrance accompanied by the girl's sweat, as well as the faint bloody breath coming from the man's hands, deeply stimulated the beastly nature of the fifth sentence.

Xing Laosi couldn't bear it anymore, and as soon as he grabbed it with his big hand, the girl's robe was torn to pieces, and the girl's slender legs were exposed to the air, and there were still shredded robes on her thighs, along with a few pieces of fragments of the lake-blue long skirt.

Just as Xing Laosi was about to pounce on the girl, a slight sound of breaking the air made his hairs stand on end!

"Flying Star!" I saw that the sword light flashed away, and Xing Laosi narrowly dodged the key point with a dangerous side.

But it was still pierced by this sword, from the left rib, although it did not hurt the lungs, but the injury was not light, and I saw that the left half of Xing Laosi's body was instantly stained red with blood.

And at this moment, the person who attacked him used that sword, and stood quietly on Zhong Lingxi's side, staring at Xing Laosi vigilantly.

"Is that you, little ghost?" asked Xing Simu in surprise.

The person who came was none other than Yi Xifeng, who had solved the fifth sentence before.

At this time, Yi Xifeng was naked, and he did not wear his iron cable vest again, but tore his shirt into strips of cloth and tied his left arm.

Xing Simu was surprised at first, and then asked with gloomy eyes, "What about Xing Lao Wu?"

"Oh, you said he, he said I was a little ghost of little worth, and he went to find another companion of yours. Yi Xifeng opened his mouth and said nonsense.

The chill in Xing Simu's eyes was even worse, and he said lightly: "If it is really as you said, he thinks that you are worthless, then you will definitely be killed by him! You are lying!"

Yi Xifeng scratched his head with a little headache, and secretly thought: None of these brothers are normal?

Yi Xifeng smiled and said, "You're right, but there is one thing I didn't lie, your fifth brother did go somewhere, or I will send you over?"

Xing Laosi, with a cold glint in his eyes, shouted loudly: "Boy, take your life!"

Yi Xifeng did not force the opponent's attack, but dodged to the side. On the one hand, he had just used up the "Flying Star Spirit Rhino Sword", even if Yi Xifeng's internal strength recovered quickly, it would take time to adjust his state; second, he intended to lure the other party away from this place, after all, Zhong Lingxi had already passed out, and if he started a war here at this time, it would inevitably affect her.

The red light looms in the hands of the fifth criminal, and the black yin attribute internal strength gathers from his body, and the martial artist who has reached the middle level of the realm of mang, the pain of breaking his fingers, although it will not affect the combat power, but it will affect the mood to some extent. For example, the current Xing Laosi, his only thought now is to catch that little ghost and hammer it into meat sauce.

The two chased one after the other, and soon came to an open space not far away. Yi Xifeng slowed down, raised his head and asked, "Your finger was cut by Zhong Lingxi?"

Xing Lao Si didn't answer Yi Xifeng's question, the pitch-black fist was mixed with a hint of red, "Nether Phantom Demon Fist!"

Yi Xifeng saw the bombing fist shadow, his eyes flashed, and he opened the boxing frame of Baji Fist, and the thick wine qi was tumbling endlessly. A slap of the mountain slammed into the fist that ushered in him.

Bang! The pitch-black fist was split apart by a palm, but the red glow sandwiched in the fist was right in the palm that Yi Yi Yi waved out of the wind.

In an instant, Yi Xifeng's soul was in a trance, but this time quickly, Yi Xifeng returned to normal, and Xing Laosi's follow-up blow also came to his eyes.

"Nether Demon Fist!"

"Eight poles top elbow!"

This time, Yi Xifeng didn't even have the slightest trance and distraction, he only felt that the object in front of him suddenly turned red, and he didn't feel anything else.

But Xing Laosi was elbowed by this blow, and he flew seven or eight feet away.

Xing Laosi covered the wound under his ribs with his hands, and looked at Yi Xifeng with a shocked face, and muttered, "How is it possible! The Nether Illusion Demon Fist has no effect on you?!"

Yi Xifeng grinned, "Didn't your fifth brother tell you, don't use the same trick twice on the same person!"

The fourth convict's face was even paler, and he was able to cherish the elbow of the wind, which made the blood vessels that he had finally sealed with his internal strength rupture again.

However, what really made the fourth convict angry was not his own injury, but the red glow generated by the little ghost in front of him who could resist the internal strength of the heaven-sweeping life.

Whether it is Xing Wutang or the Criminal Family Dart Bureau, the real foundation of the Criminal Family is the fragment of this Heaven Sweeping and Continuing Life Formula. And the teenager's innate immunity to such attacks, invisibly, becomes the natural enemy of the entire criminal family!

This son will never be kept!