The sky was dark, and half of the red glow collided with half of the night. The result is a unique landscape.

On a slightly slanted green meadow, two brothers, Hong Langyong and Hong Lie, lay on it, looking at the sunset and the sunset.

···“ Little brother, it's about to get dark.

You see, before eating, we brothers, shouldn't we be active, and then we are going to eat, so it will be more fragrant?"

"Little brother, it's getting dark. You see, before eating, we brothers, do we move our bodies first. After eating, will it be more fragrant?"

"Oh, what's the comparison?

Than weapons, or better than fists and feet?

Softer or harder?

Is it better than a bow and crossbow, or is it better than a hidden weapon?"

Hong Langyong shook his head at first, and then said lightly:

"It's not so complicated to play, just fight and play, 'point to point'. ”

With that, he arched his body, took a leap, and jumped up.

··· Honglie smiled bitterly, his eldest brother's point is up, basically every time he is beaten, he can't get up, maybe... It should be called 'hit until now', it's a little better...

In the past few days of getting along in the mountain gate, the two brothers, on weekdays, whenever they are free, the two brothers will get together and try their martial arts.

“··· Or, let's do it this time, this time...

I'm empty-handed, and you... With a knife. ”

He smirked, and said so.

"Isn't that okay, looking down on me so much?"

Honglie frowned, although he was his eldest brother who was not as good as his cultivation, he was still very dissatisfied in his heart.

"It's okay, little brother, when will your eldest brother and I look down on you?

When the time comes, the fight will start, and you will know. ”

Hong Langyong patted Hong Lie's shoulder, and after a while, the two came to the martial arts arena.

The whole body of the martial arts arena is about ten zhang square, the ground is flat, although occasionally a little moss grows, but for the disciples who have cultivated to most of the mountain, it is no obstacle to walk on it.

"Alright, let's get started. ”

Honglie was holding a seven-inch red tassel gun in his hand, which was purchased from the mortal market inside the mountain gate, and the bamboo and wood gun that he originally had nothing to do on weekdays and made it himself to play.

"Little brother, with a new weapon, it is inevitable that there will be some new hands, so you should use this. ”

After speaking, he pulled out a scimitar and threw it at the direction where Honglie was.

···“ Are you serious?"

He looked at his brother suspiciously, and it seemed that the other party obviously didn't take him seriously.

"It's okay, you just fight as usual, just fight how you want.

Don't worry about me. ”

When the words fell, Honglie took the scimitar, sighed bitterly, and didn't say much, threw his spear out, and drew his knife to attack.

As soon as he leaned, he dodged the gun, and Honglie, also a few feet away, went straight to the front of Honglangyong.

The knife comes out, just like the tail of the dragon, sweeping away.

On the other hand, Hong Lang Surge was also a knockdown punch, and the unstoppable force hit his wrist.

For a while, the bones at his tiger's mouth cracked, turned into three forks, and the tiger's mouth in his hand hurt, and in an instant, the speed of swinging the knife gradually stagnated.

Although he was in pain, the competition was far from over, and the next moment when he was in pain, although the wrist part was not allowed to be unleashed, but...

A blow to the whip leg, but it swept away against the bottom plate of the macro surge.

··· Although Hong Surge was kicked over by one of his kicks, he did not panic, but in mid-air, only three fingers of his hand stretched out, close to the ground, turned into a hook, and spun.

In an instant, he stabilized his body, and with an inverted spinning kick, he slammed into the Honglie Heavenly Spirit!

He closed his hands tightly and stepped forward to resist the blow, like the strength of an axe leg of a thousand catties.

But correspondingly, it was the tiger's mouth on his right hand, which burst open for a while, and three broken tendons and veins leaked out, and they could be seen faintly from its faint white bones.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, threw away the scimitar, took it with his left hand, and swept it away again.

And the macro surge is also with both hands together, in the palms of the two hands, Yu took the white blade with his empty hands, and stalled down, but between his palms, there was still a faint trace of blood, dripping down.

In this way, the two brothers formed a stalemate for a short time, Hong Lang Yong held a knife in both hands, and Hong Lie was also a lucky force, not allowing Hong Lang Yong to have a chance to be distracted and kick himself.

···“ Is it better than that, big brother?"

Honglie frowned, he couldn't hold on anymore, although he knew that his skills were indeed inferior to Honglangyong, but he didn't give up.

"It's been decided, I... Won. ”

After speaking, he spurted out a mouthful of spittle, with thick phlegm, and hit the eyeballs of Honglie.

With a sharp pain in his eyes, his eyes were dark and he couldn't see clearly.

He hurriedly subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to get rid of the spit, but he was kicked and kicked away by the blow of Zhihong's surge, and the whole person flew backwards.

He flew upside down on the ground for a few feet, rolling on the ground a few times before stopping.

···“ How's it going, is this foot comfortable?"

He smiled evilly, stepped forward, and helped Zhi Honglie to his feet.

“··· It's a bit ruthless, brother..."

Honglie first smiled bitterly, then spit out a mouthful of blood with broken teeth, and said helplessly.

He estimated that if this kick hit the Heavenly Spirit, then he might not be here now, but go to Hades to report.

"Do you feel anything?"

Hong Langyong helped him twist his jaw a few times, but found that his lower bar had been dislocated, along with a few teeth, which were also shaken out.

··· Honglie was silent for a moment until he was half-loud, and then continued:

"You just threw up... That's not saliva, it's phlegm. ”

He reluctantly opened the door with a pair of faces, sighed bitterly, and didn't say more.

"It's phlegm every time. ”

Hong Langyong smiled first, and before Hong Lie was still angry enough to hit himself, he continued:

"Before you started fighting, although you thought that I would not use hidden weapons even if I was empty-handed, so I fought openly.

But... But you didn't think about it, and you ignored one point, and that is spitting.

Spit is something that everyone has in their mouths. It is also a thing that can be used anytime and anywhere before and after the start of the fight.

··· You must know that in the battle of life and death, the victory or defeat of life and death only exists for a moment, just a distance of this moment...

Maybe it will become an irreversible gully forever..."

After speaking, he gathered some of the true qi in his body, concentrated it in his mouth and sputum, and erupted.

Through the afterglow of the sunset, the two can clearly see,

That mouthful of phlegm smashed the mountain stones, and for a while, the mountain stones were shattered, and the white smoke floated out very eye-catching.

"My mouthful of phlegm, although it is just a mouthful of thick phlegm, but when it comes to life and death, there is no etiquette.

Little brother, do you understand?"

Honglie was silent, and he didn't say much.

“··· Okay, let's not talk about it, let's eat, after eating, I'll help you find it, I remember, I bought some pills in Tianshan City before.

Maybe it can help you heal. ”

After speaking, he carried Honglie on his back and walked towards the canteen inside the mountain gate.

Honglie looked at this eldest brother who was carrying him with some tears and laughter, if he said, in terms of treating himself, the eldest brother is no more doting on himself than his parents.

But... If you want to talk about fighting competitions...

Big brother, he beats himself, it seems that he has never been soft...