"Boy, do you look down on me?" asked Wang Buji.

Funeral Night said: "If you step into the level of a hero, then we won't fight this fight, I will admit defeat and run away." If you don't have the threshold of a transnational hero, then don't fight, you go yours, I go mine. ”

"Why don't you go if there is no threshold for transnational heroes, and I'll go mine?" asked Wang Buer.

The funeral night bull said angrily: "Because you can't win me!"

In fact, if the other party was just alone, the funeral night really didn't take it seriously, because he was really in a hurry, he could just make a big move.

Because of his fame all over the world, no one has yet been able to take over his "One Finger to the Sky", which is a nirvana, and there is no negotiation at all.

"Hahaha, boy, you're so rampant, yes, I haven't crossed the threshold of fame yet, but it's more than enough to deal with you. ”

"Stinky and shameless, it's so reasonable to come and rob other people's things. Wu Ziyan directly instigated him, Wang Buer's face was blue, and he was angry.

This is mainly because he is usually used to being high, and he has this attitude in the face of the weak, which is difficult to change.

In his eyes, Funeral Night and Wu Ziyan are both weak.

"Then I'll weigh you two pounds!" As soon as Wang Buer's words fell, he slapped his palm on the face door of the funeral night.

This palm seems to be unremarkable, but it contains explosive power, which is very powerful.

The funeral night did not dare to be the enemy, so he could only retreat and avoid, and at the same time the micro-footwork was opened, and he quickly attacked in an instant, and he also came out of the palm technique.

Wang Buer didn't avoid it at all, and directly palmed it to palm, but the funeral night used a false move, disdainful to pick it up, pinched it into a sword finger with his left hand, and used the quenching point to take the opponent's armpit to the acupoint.

Bang!

The finger of the burial night is running the iron finger true qi, and the striking force itself is not weak, but when it falls under the opponent's armpit, it is like hitting a steel plate, and it can't be moved at all, but the two fingers that are shocked are numb.

"Wow, it's actually an iron cloth shirt!" Funeral Night was taken aback, it was a trouble for the other party to have this kind of hard skill to defend himself.

"Hehe, boy, now you know how powerful the master is! Fight with me, you're still a little tender!"

"Then try this!" Funeral Night pulled back and bent his fingers to catapult, smashing the lime powder directly into the other person's eyes.

Then he landed on his toes, and with a slight touch, the person was like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, he approached again.

He slapped more than 10 palms on Wang Buer's chest and back one after another.

"Hehe, boy, are you a woman's fist, why don't you have any strength at all? Wang Buer turned around and slapped his palm violently, the palm wind was blowing, and the face of the funeral night was painful.

Although this Wang Fuji's cultivation is not much different from Yang Zitao, the internal strength of the iron palm is strong, and the palm power is amazing, which is even more powerful than the Yin and Yang Inverted Knife!

"Sure enough, it's a veteran master, and the combat effectiveness is just different!" Funeral Night was secretly frightened in his heart, and he didn't dare to hold it up, so he showed the Cloud Flame Sword and prepared for the battle with all his might.

Wang Buer is a veteran master with rich experience, and he must fight quickly and be afraid of changes.

Brush Brush Brush!

A series of reflections bloomed, and the speed was so fast that even an old master like Wang Buji couldn't help but be startled, and immediately pulled out to avoid it.

But where is the speed comparable to the Funeral Night's Continuous Slashing Technique?

Bang bang bang!!

Between breaths, Wang Fuji was stabbed seven times.

This is quite amazing, because the funeral night move is only eight knives in total, Wang Buer only took the first knife, and the back is not clear at all, and he can only be beaten.

Wang Buer looked at his face sideways, and saw that the clothes on his left shoulder were cut into pieces, and his heart was half cold.

This kid is so raw!

But he didn't show it, he still looked confident, and then he shot with both palms, wanting to use the palm change to restrain the opponent's sword.

But is that easy?

The continuous slashing technique of the funeral night is a must, and when it is unleashed, there is no reason to accept it.

The two sides crackled and another round of hard connections. This time, Wang Buer was experienced, and he received two of the eight knives, and the other six knives all hit his left shoulder, and half of Wang Buer's body was numb.

"Okay, you are a king with a second hammer, your body is like an iron plate, and you can't cut it!"

"Hehe, boy, this iron cloth shirt is not bad! Also, my name is Wang Buer, not Wang Erhammer, don't shout the wrong thing again. ”

Wang Buer said it easily, but he was actually worried in his heart, because his iron cloth shirt was getting weaker and weaker, and he was not sure how many knives he could catch.

Therefore, it is simply to advance and retreat, preemptively, so that the other party is forced to respond and cannot make a big move.

But he was wrong again, because the Funeral Night's Continuous Slashing Technique didn't need to be brewed at all, as long as the True Qi was sufficient, it could be launched continuously.

Bang bang bang!!

It was another round of hard fighting, Wang Buer still only caught one knife, and the other seven knives couldn't catch it no matter how hard he tried.

The funeral night actually secretly operated the channeling technique, doubling the combat power.

This method not only does not consume internal strength, but has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort, but the mental wear is quite large, so it is generally not used for burial nights unless there are special circumstances.

And Wang Buer's iron cloth shirt finally couldn't hold it anymore, and a big hole was cut out of his left shoulder, and blood flowed.

"Wang Erhammer, it seems that your iron cloth shirt is not good!

"Lao Tzu told you that Lao Tzu's name is Wang Buer, not Wang Erhammer. Wang Buer was so ashamed that he didn't want to pounce again.

The funeral night is concocted as it is, and it is still dealt with with the continuous slashing technique.

This time, Wang Buji didn't catch a single knife, because his speed and strength were increasing exponentially.

With a bang, a beautiful critical hit exploded, and Wang Buji was directly smashed to the ground, panting heavily.

He already believed in the words of the funeral night, and he had not crossed the threshold of fame, and he would definitely lose if he fought him.

"I said, kid, can't you cut it in a different place?" Wang Buer was a little helpless.

"Okay, I'll cut off my right shoulder this time!"

The two fought again, Wang Buer also fought honestly to defend his right shoulder, but he didn't expect that the left shoulder was cut at the funeral night, which was also doubled, and it was a beautiful crit damage that was red.

Wang Buer lay back on the ground again, "You stinky boy, you don't talk about trust." ”

"I'm sorry, count me wrong, this time I cut off my right shoulder, I promise I won't make another mistake. ”

"Hee-hee!" Wu Ziyan thought it was funny.

"Damn!" Wang Buji was menacing, and a carp stood up.

Although his body didn't move, his inner struggle was violent!

And from the expression and actions of the funeral night, he could also see that there was obviously something wrong.

The funeral night didn't know the changes in Wang Buji's heart, but he was ready to fight.

However, at this time, Wang Buji ...... Pat your ass and leave?

"This ......" was dumbfounded on the night of the funeral.

"Damn, something that doesn't keep promises, Lao Tzu doesn't bother to do anything with you!

Wang Buji scolded while walking!

"Hey, Wang Erhammer, the fight is not over yet, why did you leave?"