Xing Tong burst into a shout, struggled to concentrate his strength, stomped up the dead leaves on the ground, and the swept wind carried the remnants of the leaves together to the flying fire, in the Northern Sword Gate, there are not many people like him who are out of order, the Northern Sword Gate pays attention to the use of moves, and there is the concept of "reason" between the big opening and closing, but he is not a reasonable person. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's rare to get me excited, boy, no matter what kind of demonic kung fu you are, obediently bow down at the feet of Uncle Ben!"

A strong sense of oppression came from the front, and the impact of Xingtong's accumulated internal strength was shocking the flying fire every moment. To describe the strength and weakness of a martial artist, external strength, internal strength, agility, and strength, these four are indispensable, and the person in front of him is obviously a strong man with almost no dead ends.

"Boy, you have to remember that the strength of the enemy is not the strength of the enemy, but the way you defend against the enemy. Most of the strong people in the world are tempered by time, and they are even more like those masters with first-class internal strength! If you want to defeat them, you have to work hard. ”

"Of course, boy, you won't be my opponent for another hundred years, save your life first!"

Feihuo remembered the words of "master", these words did not disturb his thoughts, and those sentences were already imprinted in his heart. He moved his feet and wrestled with Xingtong, while trying to find a way to find a flaw.

Xing Tong's domineering body continued to approach, and at the moment when Feihuo changed his steps, he violently concentrated his internal strength on his feet, and the wave energy of internal strength shook the earth. Spitfire didn't expect it, and he didn't use "Insight Knowledge" to detect this attack, and his steps were slightly chaotic.

"Success!" Xing Tong's strength tossed all the dead leaves that had been rolled up earlier towards the Flying Fire, and the Flying Fire was hit with a heavy punch from behind the swept barrier.

"Uh~" Feihuo blocked this attack with both hands, but Xingtong's internal strength was so strong that although he used a retreat to unload part of the attack, he was still dizzy from the shock.

Xing Tong didn't let go of this opportunity, and the hungry tiger rushed in front of Feihuo, and hit Feihuo in the abdomen with an uppercut. Fortunately, in a hurry, he used the "Whisker" again, and freed up his body to unload his strength backwards, but he was still injured by Xingtong's internal strength.

There was a tingling pain in Spitfire's chest, and a surge of blood gushed out. Before he could wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, the angry beast pounced again. Spitfire had to urge his internal strength, forcibly get up, and face an opponent who had no weapons and was even stronger than having weapons, "Then there is only ~"

He held back the stinging pain and opened the "Yellow Spring Eye" again, Xing Tong's posture slowed down a lot in his eyes, he raised his dagger, urged the pace of "no trace", and Xing Tong fought together again.

Every time Xing Tong punches out, he is fast and strong, wrapped in powerful internal strength, and the slightest carelessness can seriously injure him, but the most powerful weapon itself is the most vulnerable.

The young man kept using the "Hidden Dragon Leap" to move around Xingtong to dodge, although Xingtong's fists were powerful, after all, they were not as wide as the attack range of the broadsword, giving Feihuo a chance to take advantage of. Every time Spitfire dodged an attack, he used his dagger blade to cut a wound on Xingtong's arm, although it was only a few mottled shallow wounds, but they accumulated more and more, and after a few rounds of attacks, Xingtong's arms were already drenched in blood.

"Boy, do you want to hurt me with this kind of pediatric attack? With such a lot of effort to dodge, how long can you hide?" Xing Tong's momentum was still unabated, waving his fists and jumping towards Flying Fire, but Flying Fire did not dodge, and actually faced Xing Tong's attack.

Spitfire crossed his arms in front of his chest, directly blocking Xingtong's attack, and strangely enough, Xingtong's attack did not cause damage to Spitfire, and even failed to force Spitfire back.

A huge pain struck Xing Tong, and the tiny wounds on his hands and arms burst out in an instant, and the dripping blood sprayed into a curtain in the air. Xing Tong took a few steps back and looked at the young man in front of him with wide eyes.

"What have you done!"

"The wounds I cause every time are not indiscriminate, along the texture of the meridians of your arms, the wounds caused by the gaps between the muscles and muscles, the 'red lotus' in my hand is abnormally sharp, and the wound is not deep but it also penetrates deep into the texture. Once you gather your internal energy in your arms, the result is ~"

"This is 'Autumn Water Break'!" Feihuo calmly observed Xingtong's movements, although he abolished Xingtong's hands, he didn't know what other moves this person would have.

"Good boy, I underestimated you, the 'Heavenly Machine' assassin naturally has its own uniqueness! But boy, you have tried your best to waste my hands, but you have also been injured many times, if you don't solve it quickly, I won't be able to last long!" Xing Tong raised his hands and hugged them around his chest, the blood on his arms dye Xing Tong's clothes blood red along the placket, looking like a sleepy beast, but the momentum in his eyes did not diminish at all.

"You're right!" Feihuo forced a mouthful of blood back in his chest, and the continuous use of "Yellow Spring Eye" and "Hidden Dragon Leap" made his best efforts consume a lot, and after being injured by Xingtong, the situation was still aggravating, and it can be said that neither side was sure of victory.

"Judging from the current situation, what you have suffered is nothing more than external injuries, and the strength of a battle, and I~" Feihuo gathered the only remaining strength and confronted Xingtong, and the two fell into a moment of silence after a life-and-death battle.

"I'll tell you the good news, my internal strength has been consumed a lot by you, and I can probably only use hard kung fu with footwork!" Xing Tong was still so high, and he attacked the flying fire without hesitation. Although he doesn't have the momentum he used to have the internal strength, his foot skills are extraordinary, and he can kick out a storm-like kick while his speed is not reduced.

"The bad news is that I'm pretty good on my feet too!"

Spitfire tried to avoid using his strength to dodge attacks, and had to use his arms to block Xingtong's kicks. He didn't expect Xingtong's combat power to be so tenacious, the word "cherish life" doesn't seem to be seen here in Xingtong at all, take away the blade and use both fists, take away the two fists and use both feet, I can't imagine what tricks this person has.

"The whole body is full of weapons!" Feihuo retreated again and again in amazement, and spent some energy to use the "No Trace" technique to dodge Xingtong's series of kicks, and was a few feet away from Xingtong.

Xing Tong didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, kept approaching, kept attacking, and didn't give Feihuo a chance to think at all.

Xing Tong flew up with a heavy knee volley, smashing heavily into the flying fire, the flying fire was a spirit, jumped backwards to avoid this attack, Xing Tong followed by a high elastic leg, I thought that I couldn't control my body freely in the air, and I would definitely be hit, but I didn't expect that the flying fire actually used his strength to jump high with a kick.

Xing Tong instinctively looked up, and a cold light flashed through his eyes, and for a moment the flicker made him lose the trace of the young assassin.

A black shadow flashed to the back and top of Xingtong, and before Xingtong could fight back, Feihuo's feet circled Xingtong's shoulders from behind, his right hand pressed Xingtong's head, and the dagger blade in his left hand slashed a red light, stabbing straight at Xingtong's neck.

"Spider knock!"

Without the protection of his hands, it is almost impossible to defend against such a killing situation, and Spitfire is convinced of this. When this blow was almost successful, Xing Tong actually swirled on the spot, disrupting Feihuo's body in an instant, and the dagger blade that stabbed out didn't stab Xing Tong's neck, but stabbed him in the shoulder.

Unable to strike a second blow without having a chance to do so, Xing Tong shook off the assassin on his shoulder with brute force.

Feihuo rolled back several times in a row, looking at the "blood man" in front of him, compared to just now, Xingtong's posture became more and more like a monster, maybe such an opponent was originally a monster?

A stinging pain hit Feihuo's left eye, and the continuous use of the "Yellow Spring Eye" caused a huge burden on him, and a drop of crystal blood seeped out from the corner of his eye, "It seems that there is not much time left for me~"

The young assassin readjusted his breath, and fine beads of sweat were already oozing from the palm of his left hand holding the dagger, and the battle with Xingtong exceeded his perception of the "strong", or in other words, he was originally weak~

"I can't kill the target with overwhelming exercises like 'Wushuang', and I don't have the talent for internal force cultivation, and my skills are even inferior to the 'Servant' fortune operator, why would 'Dawn' choose such a kid as his successor?" asked the white-clothed envoy

"That guy Wushuang, he dared to destroy the 'Life Seal' and let us lose his traces, this kid he left behind is quite weird, and he hasn't taken a 'heaven' level task for two years!"

"So you chose him as your 'messenger'?"

"Wushuang never accepted apprentices, but he chose a successor with no talent, and gave the 'Yellow Spring Eye' to this kid, and then disappeared, all this is too bizarre, maybe this task will reveal some answers. ”

"However, if you want to defeat the strong with the weak, you must attack it unprepared, you must concentrate on it, and gather a little bit of strength!" Feihuo once again condensed his breath, gathering the only remaining internal force in the hand holding the dagger, and the jade at the end of the "Red Lotus" suddenly emitted a strong flash, like a scarlet torch waving in his hand.

Xing Tong also burst into a shout, bursting out his internal strength to the extreme, although he lost his hands, his vigorous momentum was still fluttering around him, and he rushed towards the young man again.

The young assassin threw the dagger in his hand with all his might, and the "Red Lotus" with fierce internal strength flew straight towards Xingtong like a red flame. Seeing this, Xing Tong lowered his body and prepared to dodge this attack, but he saw the young assassin rush towards him with the dagger he thrown, and the young man's left eye seemed to be burning with red flames, fusing with the dagger in an instant.

Xing Tong changed his stance and prepared to use the Leg Sweep attack against the comer, but the Visitor suddenly rose into the air, stepped on the flying dagger like a dragonfly in the air a kilometer away from him, and once again rose to dodge the attack of the Leg Sweep.

Feihuo flipped in the air, picked up the dagger blade in the air, and stabbed straight at Xingtong, who was unstable in turn, Xingtong's movements, Xingtong's momentum was unobstructed in his eyes, and Xingtong's heart protected by the waste arm had become a focus in Feihuo's eyes.

"Fly to kill!"

The young man's whole body slammed straight towards Xingtong like a meteor, no weapon could stop it, and no hands could defend it, Xingtong roared angrily, trying in vain to interrupt the young man's attack with a roar wrapped in internal strength.

Feihuo was not forced by the momentum of the trapped beast, and flew in front of Xingtong, and the internal strength concentrated on his left hand sent the dagger blade into Xingtong's chest, shattering the arms that were encircling him, and piercing Xingtong's chest, and the whole process happened in a moment.

The two of them passed sideways, and the dagger blade that ran through Xingtong was firmly grasped by the young man, and after a big battle, the winner was finally decided.

Xing Tong smiled heartily, he was no longer able to look back at the assassin behind him,

"Boy, what's your name?"

"Names are just code names, you can call me 'Spitfire'!"

"Flying flames~ I remember!"

Xing Tong fell, Feihuo also fell to his knees with no physical strength, the sharp pain in his left eye blurred his vision, he reached out to touch the painful left eye, his palm was full of blood, and he didn't know if it was the enemy or his own blood.

Qing Wen witnessed this final blow in a trance, and the young assassin who was full of anger and Changhong relied on this blow to shatter the barrier in front of him, and also closely linked his fate with Yunmeng Tangmen.

By the time the Jinghai Gang arrived, the assassin boy and the eldest lady of the Tang Sect had long since disappeared, and even Xingtong's body was nowhere to be seen, leaving traces of battle and mottled bloodstains.