In the distance, the red-robed old man swept through the forest like the wind.

Seeing that this person had escaped, Pang Xie was stunned at first, and planned to ignore him, but then reacted, Gao Feng and the others were still behind, if they were bumped into by him, it would be a vicious battle, and no one knew what the consequences were, and they immediately understood that they couldn't let him go no matter what!

Thinking of this, Pang Xie held the mixed iron killing stick in one hand and the trunk of the tree in the other, and slowly slid down, until it was about two feet above the ground, and then he hugged the trunk again, held his breath gently, and curled up as much as possible, hiding among the lush branches and leaves.

After a while, the red-robed old man fled quickly from afar, his face was like pale gold, bloodless, panting heavily, it seemed that he had suffered a lot of internal injuries, his eyes were already a little scattered, no wonder he fled so fast, it seems that if he continues to fight, not only will the blue-shirted swordsman die, but even he is no exception.

Pang Xie silently calculated the speed and distance of the red-robed old man, calculated the time of his arrival, and when he fled to a place three feet away from the big tree, his feet suddenly exerted force, kicked on the thick branches, and with this elastic force, he suddenly jumped down from the tree, clenched the mixed iron killing stick with both hands, from top to bottom, with all his strength, smashed down, and went straight to the head of the red-robed old man.

Boom!

This stick was fast and urgent, and even the air at the front of the stick was tightly compressed, forming a small white air circle, which constantly made the sound of air bursting, just like the air wave formed when a supersonic fighter broke through the sound barrier!

It's been gathering momentum for a long time, and it suddenly happens!

Thinking about it, not to mention that the old man in the red robe was seriously injured, even if he was intact, he might not be able to dodge this blow!

Unexpectedly, just a moment before the long stick fell, the old man in the red robe seemed to be aware, his complexion suddenly changed, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and then he pounced downward, his body fell to the ground, and before he could fall out, his right palm slapped hard, slapping heavily on the ground, and his body suddenly moved three feet sideways, out of the scope of the long stick!

Pang Xie Wan didn't expect that the stick that was bound to be won actually failed, and the stick went empty, and even the body was unstable, and he hurriedly fell down, his feet fell to the ground, and his feet stepped on the ground, so he stabilized his body, and when he looked up again, he saw the old man in the red robe swept a foot away, standing on top of a huge rock, and looked at him coldly.

"The venerable driver is not injured?" Pang Xie picked up his long stick, stood in front of him, and looked at the red-robed old man in surprise.

The face of the red-robed old man has gradually begun to be ruddy, and his breathing has calmed down, the most amazing thing is that the head is three feet, out of nothing, falling out of thin air pieces of eagle feathers, layer by layer on him, in the blink of an eye, a thick layer of eagle feathers is attached to Zhou's body, and the eagle eyes and eagle beak are conjured on the head, returning to the state of fighting with Huiming Zen Master just now.

"Whether the old man is injured or not, he can kill a kid like you. The red-robed old man said coldly.

Pang Xie stared at him, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "You are indeed not injured, at least not as seriously as you showed just now, then I wonder, why did you abandon your subordinates?"

"Noise!"

The red-robed old man drank coldly, suddenly rose into the air, raised his claws, struck from above, and struck at Pang Xie blatantly!

Pang Xie was expressionless, with a long stick, a move of "Cangsong welcomes", from the bottom to the top, straight up, like a python in ambush in the forest bite, unexpected, the speed is amazing.

"Carving insect skills, dare to do it?"

The red-robed old man showed disdain, grabbed his left paw downward, easily grabbed the top of the mixed iron killing stick, and pushed the iron rod outward, his right claw move remained unchanged, continued to grab downward, and went straight to Pang Xie's door!

Although Pang Xie's martial arts are good, compared with a grandmaster-level master like the old man in the red robe, whether it is cultivation, moves, or experience, it is too far behind.

It's just that although the red-robed old man's right claw was fast, it didn't bring any harm to Pang Xie.

Because Pang Xie knew his own stick method in his heart, and knew that there was no threat to the old man in the red robe, at the same time as this stick was picked out, he was on tiptoe, and his body suddenly retreated, and he flashed this claw, his stick was just a temptation, and he had no intention of really hurting people.

Just as the red-robed old man grabbed the iron rod, he had already let go of the long stick and retreated to the rear.

"Want to escape, dream!"

The red-robed old man sneered, slapped the long stick, and his figure fell to the ground, before he could stand firmly, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he ran a light effort to lift his body, like a cloud of green smoke, and rushed forward, threatening to kill Pang Xie under his claws.

Pang Xie was silent, took three or five steps back, and then stood on the spot, lowered his shoulders and elbows, raised his strength, and condensed his whole body strength into his right fist, first took a long breath, and then let out a low cry of "ha", and slammed his fist forward!

"The mantis arm is a car!"

The red-robed old man relied on his cultivation to be strong, and did not take Pang Xie in his eyes, did not dodge at all, let this punch smash into his chest, and continued to slap Pang Xie's head, his claws were scorching, emitting an iron cyan metallic light, as long as he hit a little, he was afraid that there would be no scum left!

Bang!

Pang Xie smashed his fist into the chest of the red-robed old man without any tricks, and the red-robed old man's claws were still half a foot away from Pang Xie's head!

The battle of life and death is close at hand!

The red-robed old man suddenly felt an unstoppable force gushing in, like the Yangtze River, and he rushed back, his body rose into the air, and he involuntarily retreated backwards, getting farther and farther away from Pang Xie!

Pang Xie was not polite, after a punch hit, he was even more unforgiving, a little on tiptoe, flying forward, his fists were like raindrops, and in an instant, dozens of punches hit the chest of the red-robed old man.

In terms of strength alone, the strength of each punch is not under the blow of Zen Master Huiming, and the strength of dozens of punches has been accumulated, even if a hill can be smashed to pieces!

After dozens of punches, Pang Xie stopped his body and looked at the red-robed old man from a distance.

After this round of blows, the old man in the red robe has been beaten out for more than ten zhang, but although he was beaten far away, it doesn't seem to be a big deal, his body is still intact, and his body is still standing steadily, but his face is a little flushed.

"Good ......," the red-robed old man opened his mouth and said.

It's just that as soon as he said a word, he couldn't help but spurt out a large mouthful of blood, and then, he kept spitting out blood, even the internal organs spit out a few pieces, and in the blink of an eye, his breath was extremely decayed, his face became gray, and his body of eagle feathers gradually dispersed, so he just stood and stopped breathing.

It turned out that Pang Xie's round of blows just now, although it did not have the penetrating power of Zen Master Huiming's punch, could directly disperse Ying Ling, but the power was much greater, and the punch on Ying Ling had already shattered the internal organs of the old man in the red robe!

It wasn't until this person was beaten to death that Pang Xie breathed a sigh of relief, when it came to true cultivation, he was not as good as the old man in the red robe in front of him, he was able to win by luck, not only because of his boundless power, but also because this person was too light on the enemy and was easily hit by him, otherwise, as long as this person was careful, no matter how powerful he was, he might not be able to kill this person!