The Spirit King said loudly: "Red Fly, I have heard that you are martial arts for a long time, and you are side by side with the old way of Wudang Mountain, I have long wanted to fight with you." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Very good, if I win today, then Yang Wentian and Jiya will be taken away by me, and you need to obey me from now on. ”

Red flies are a shocking martial arts, for more than 20 years, never met an opponent, if it is not for the mundane affairs, family affairs are not endless, but also want to compete with this famous strong enemy, at this time with him, it is really a rare master in life, the heart is not worried but happy. Hearing the harsh conditions proposed by this person, he shook his head and said: "If you are defeated, you can take this life." Senior brother and Ji Ya take refuge in me, even if I can't compete with you, how can I let you run rampant?"

The Spirit King smiled, "Are you scared?"

Red Fly said: "In the next life, he is timid, so he is never provoked by others, and he will never fall into the tricks of others because of a moment of righteous indignation." After saying that, the left palm was struck, and the palm power was like a raging storm, and in the whistling sound, the spirit king withdrew with the palm force, and the trees were destroyed with a few sounds.

Seeing this, Qunhao was all worried about him, but he couldn't help but feel agitated, full of eager expectations: this red fly and the spirit king are the two martial arts masters known as the same in today's martial arts, and their martial arts are world-class, extraordinary, and unbeatable. Today, I can see this rare competition for decades, which is really worth the trip, and I have no regrets in this life.

The spirit king's figure flashed, like a phosphorus fire extinguished, in a trance, he had reached the side of the red fly, and pointed to the side of the red fly, the red fly made the magic sound qi wall, the internal force was like a wall, and he stopped this move, and the red light flashed in his palm in an instant, and a six-foot flame sword was born, the fire swayed, and in an instant, sixteen sword qi crisscrossed and crisscrossed, dense as a spider web.

The spirit king's fingers flicked, and there was no gap in the finger power, and with a bang, the two of them rubbed their internal forces, and their bodies were as hot as steamers, and a fire was ignited, surrounding the two of them, and they could no longer stand on the sidelines.

Everyone only saw that their scalps were numb, and shouted: "Witchcraft, witchcraft!" "Mom, run away!" "These two are immortals!" At this time, it was important to save their lives, and they crawled and fled into the distance in a swarm.

Yang Wentian saw the demon sound qi wall and the flame sword, his heart was shaken, and he suddenly had an epiphany, and secretly thought: "No matter how high the martial arts of Lord Nading are, he is far from being the opponent of Senior Brother Red Fly. Even if Master Mingshen and Uncle Hongxiang join forces, they may not be able to win against Senior Brother Red Fly. This Spirit King... It's even more powerful than it was back then. ”

Wen Qiuxiang saw the two of them fighting each other like lightning, and was secretly worried in her heart: "This Spirit King is indeed an extremely strong opponent, what chance does he have to win?" Unconsciously, his palms were full of sweat.

The two of them fought faster and faster, and most of the heroes could only see the light in the air, which was not real. And even if Wen Qiuxiang and the others saw the movements of the two clearly, they were deeply frightened and frightened. As the two of them fought, there was no one standing within a radius of dozens of zhang, even if they were rubbed by the palm wind fingers, there was a risk of hurting their muscles and bones, but fortunately, this courtyard was extremely wide, and everyone would not have no way out.

The Spirit King's body turned, the ghostly light on his arms was entangled, and two black gases hit the red fly, and the black qi became irritable, dancing in the air, and the movement was unpredictable. The red fly was blocked by the magic sound qi wall, the internal energy vibrate, and with a buzzing sound, the black qi actually ate away the demon sound qi wall, and flew towards the red fly again.

Red Fly's heart was shocked: "Master said that there is a kung fu in this world that is greedy for wolves and ecstasy, which transforms people's true qi and flesh in the midst of drastic changes, and is extremely ferocious, and most of what this person uses is similar to this evil method." "With a raised left hand, another red sword was born, and the two swords were vertical and horizontal, making a cross, and the cohesion did not move, waiting for the black gas.

The Spirit King urged his palm, and the black qi attacked, and in an instant, the sword light in front of the red fly was messy, like a wall of fire, and dozens of swords poured out, slashing the two black qi into pieces, and then stopped. The spectators all exclaimed loudly, sweating coldly, and asked each other, "What kind of kung fu is this? What kind of technique is that?"

Pan Xuan thought to himself: "This red fly martial arts is similar to my drunkard, the internal strength is stronger, but the change of moves is far inferior." Suo Liquor knows his killing sword technique, but he doesn't understand the refining and transfer of Suo Liquor, Tiangang Thousand Changes and other means. The red fly makes the flame sword with both hands, and the internal strength turns into a trap in front of him, and the true qi is connected to the arm, once triggered, the sword moves are born in succession, as fast as the rain, this is the method of the phoenix split order of the killing sword technique. ”

The Spirit King never expected that the red fly could break his greedy wolf's internal strength, his face was pale, his body flew upside down, and he put on the defensive.

The red fly roared, the sound wave was like a thunderous wave, surging towards the Spirit King, and then the double sword waved, so that the sound violently shocked, boom, and turned into a huge force to smash down, this is his intensive study of the killing corpse sea sword for many years and practiced the "Thousand Cities Thunder" kung fu, the subtlety, lies in the sound rotation force, the force becomes hot, the heat and the waves, the changes are treacherous, there is no certainty, ubiquitous, but the power is progressive, vast.

The phosphorus fire on the Spirit King's body rose, turned into an armor, and with a loud shout, it hit the sword qi, and the golden light rushed in front of everyone's eyes, and the sound was deafening, and they didn't know what the battle situation was.

The red fly's face was solemn, and suddenly, the fog around him was vast, and the ghosts were heavy, and the red fly's heart was cold, and he hurriedly emitted a wall of demonic sound, only to hear the sonorous sound, as if there were hundreds of sharp claws cutting through the iron tools.

Pan Xuan thought to himself: "This is the hungry spirit in the spirit king's body that wants to devour the red fly spirit element, so he attacks violently, if the red fly is a little relaxed, it will collapse immediately, or there is a worry about his life." ”

The true qi of the red fly condensed, strictly guarded against it, observed secretly, and after about a stick of incense, the surrounding offensive stopped, and the red fly breathed a sigh of relief and dispersed the magic sound qi wall.

At this moment, the light in the mist was disillusioned, the spirit king rushed straight over, a palm shot out, the red fly's eyes were happy, he had already laid down the phoenix split order method, the true qi in front of him was like a rope, and the sword move was triggered when he landed, he slashed out with a sword, leaving a long sword mark on the spirit king's body, the spirit king snorted, more brave, the palm force accelerated, and with a bang, the red fly flew out.

The red fly walked chaotically, withdrew a few feet, broke through the fog, and finally stood with a stake, and made a "woo-hmm" sound in his mouth, shedding blood. Seeing the two fighting fiercely in the fog, the group of heroes had been worried, and when they saw that the red fly was injured and vomited blood, they all exclaimed loudly that it was not good.

The mist gradually faded, and finally dispersed, and everyone saw that the spirit king's body was straight and motionless, but there was a long opening on his body, which almost cut open his chest.

So in an instant, the audience erupted in applause, and countless voices exclaimed: "The Red Fly Hero really lives up to his name, and he is the best in the world! ”

Yang Wentian, Ji Ya, Dao'er, Xiao Moxue and others were also elated, cheering for him from the bottom of their hearts, and they admired the red fly in their hearts. Wen Qiuxiang was relieved to see that everyone was happy, and smiled at her son, daughter, and disciples: "You masters, always make me worry in vain. ”

The red fly adjusted his breath, and soon he was able to move, and when he saw the spirit king standing with his head bowed, he was dejected, and thought, "Although I have won, I will also win in great danger." He said, "Shao Weiling, you are defeated!"

Pan Xuan thought to himself: "No, your strength is at the bottom, exhausted, this Spirit King still has a lot of spare strength, although you are victorious in martial arts, you are far inferior to him in Taoism." ”

The Spirit King suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, the green light at the wound was scorching, and there was no trace of healing between breaths, and the group of heroes was all shocked, and the red fly also changed color on his face, and asked, "You..... You.... Is it a man or a demon?"

The Spirit King said: "I am not a human, not a demon, but a god of the world! If you blaspheme the gods, you will all have to die here!"

The red fly knew that he was in a desperate situation, although he was defeated, and he used his last internal force to form a magic sound qi wall to block the ghost fire from raging, but after a while, his arm was sore and weak, and his strength was weak.

Wen Qiuxiang's face was pale, tears welled up in her eyes, and she shouted: "Xianggong!" The group of heroes was shocked, how could they stand idly by? Dozens of masters shouted: "Kill the devil, save the red fly hero!" The figures moved together and rushed towards the Spirit King together.

The red fly shouted, "Don't go over!" but it was too late, and with a flick of the Spirit King's robe, dozens of people were killed on the spot and fell in front of him. The red fly was very distressed, but he had to take his heart and endure the spirit king's ghost fire and demon flames.

Pan Xuan saw that Yang Wentian looked anxious, his lips were about to bite and bleed, and he approached him and said: "You use the Yang Chasing Divine Skill, so that the 'last style', the Yang Chasing Divine Skill is the Holy Fire of the Otherworld, but you can make a gap in the ghost fire, and then you immediately save the red fly out." ”

Yang Wentian woke up when he was on the ground, and before he could think about it, the "last style" palm technique appeared in his mind, his body fluttered, both palms hit at the same time, and a flame like thunder and snow gushed out, and with a bang, it really broke open, and the red fly reacted quickly, and immediately dispersed the magic sound qi wall, Yang Wentian suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged the red fly, and the two brothers rolled together and fell into the crowd.

Wen Qiuxiang and the disciples of the Jiang Long Gang rushed over together, wanting to protect the two, but the red fly hurriedly said: "Don't lean over, be careful of the ghost fire!"

Pan Xuan shouted: "Ask the sky, the last style!"

Yang Wentian understood, turned around and palmed, the holy fire was blazing, colliding with the spirit king's ghost fire, the gale rolled around, red fire and black fire, rising several zhang, a stalemate for a while, the spirit king's eyes were cold, the murderous intent had risen, the black fire was approaching inch by inch Chaoyang Wentian and others, the spirit king's internal strength was endless, even if Yang Wentian was refining his internal strength, he still couldn't beat him. Among them, everyone was anxious, but it was difficult to help.

Yang Wentian knew that he would be defeated, and shouted: "Take Senior Brother and escape!

Red Fly and Wen Qiuxiang were inexplicably grateful in their hearts, how could they be willing to leave him? But at a critical moment, if they argued with him, it would mess with his mind, and he would be worried about defeat for a moment, and Red Fly choked and said: "Senior brother, senior brother.... Incompetence..."

Wen Qiuxiang immediately made a decision and said, "Senior brother, thank you." "Joined forces with all the disciples and ran to the side, wanting to sneak attack the Spirit King, but he was afraid that as soon as he approached him, his soul would immediately break and die. At that moment, someone took out the hidden weapon and threw it at the Spirit King, but the Spirit King's men jumped out, each with a blade, and knocked down the hidden weapons one by one, and his skills were also extremely strong.

Pan Xuan whispered to Xiao Moxue: "Niece, your kung fu of the Heavenly Spirit Person, look at the surroundings of the Spirit King, what's the difference?"

Xiao Moxue's heart moved, concentrated, and inspired, and couldn't help but be surprised, only to see that the Spirit King was like a spider spirit, and the aura around him was like a web, entangled in the martial artists here, and everyone's energy was surging towards him little by little.

She thought anxiously: "No wonder his internal strength is endless, and his injuries are healed in a blink of an eye, it turns out that he... He feeds on the aura of others. ”