Chapter Forty-Seven: Fighting

After making a decision in his heart, the dark-skinned man flashed and attacked with a fist.

"Bang!", Taeyang's fist and the middle-aged man's fist collided together, and there was a muffled sound.

Then, Taiyang's figure flew out directly upside down and fell heavily not far away.

He was in the mysterious cave before, in order to save the old man, he consumed a lot of energy and physical strength, and then passed through the spatial crack, his body was already exhausted, and he collided with a middle-aged man, and he couldn't exert one-tenth of his strength at all, so he was naturally blown out.

The dark-skinned middle-aged man was also uncomfortable at this time, and his right hand was as hard as if it had been smashed on a stone, making his hands numb.

"It seems that the other party's strength has been greatly damaged, otherwise, relying on my body alone, I am not his opponent. But now, he doesn't have to be afraid, as long as I use a weapon, I can take it out with a single sword. ”

He secretly thought in his heart, and at the same time slapped the storage bag with one hand, took out a dark red big knife from it, weighed it in his hand, and stomped on his feet, and the whole person turned into a black wind, waving the big knife and slashing towards Taiyang.

Seeing this, Taiyang's expression tightened, and he looked at his black giant axe, but unfortunately, with his current body, he couldn't hold it at all, so he could only grit his teeth again and stand up again, rushing towards the other party.

"Look for death!" Seeing this, the middle-aged man who was running snorted coldly, brandished the big knife in his hand, and slashed down at Taiyang without hesitation.

Seeing this, Taiyang secretly said in his heart that he was reckless and had the intention to dodge this knife, but his body was difficult to exert his strength, so he could only swing his fist to face the big knife.

But the next moment, a scene that surprised both him and the middle-aged man appeared.

The dark red broadsword, with a fierce wind, was about to be chopped down, and the broadsword suddenly shattered inch by inch, turning into pieces of blades and scattering in all directions.

"How is this possible?" the dark-skinned middle-aged man suddenly cried out when he saw this.

But before he could come back to his senses, Taiyang smashed it with a punch, and with a "bang!", the middle-aged man flew out upside down like a sandbag.

Seeing this, Taiyang did not let go of the other party, strode forward, and chased after him, intending to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the other party.

When the dark-skinned middle-aged man saw this, he began to be frightened in his heart, Taiyang was so weird that he didn't have the heart to fight.

Hurriedly got up and ran into the distance, but unfortunately before he could run out, he 'bang', as if he had hit an invisible wall.

At this time, he was shocked, and looked at Taiyang with horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

Taiyang didn't give the middle-aged man time to be stunned, as soon as he saw the other party stop, he pounced directly, pressed the other party to the ground, and began to swing his fist, smashing towards the middle-aged man.

Although the middle-aged man was frightened in his heart, he still knew that he would fight back, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it, and at the same time, with a strong body, he flipped up from the ground, pressed Taiyang to the ground, and began to smash his fist.

"Bang bang bang!" A series of muffled sounds, Taiyang was smashed by the swarthy man with a blue nose and swollen face, and the middle-aged man himself was not very comfortable, his hands were numb, and there were faint bursts of hot stinging.

Taeyang was beaten so hard that not only did he not beg for mercy, but instead inspired the blood surname in his body.

He let out a low "roar", and his heart seemed to be affected as well, bursting out with a powerful energy that filled his body.

"Die, you give me death. Taiyang roared angrily, and with a force of his arms, he pressed the middle-aged man to the ground again, waving two steely fists, and smashed down frantically.

The dark-skinned middle-aged man suddenly panicked, he didn't expect Taiyang to have the ability to resist, and it was even more violent than before, he couldn't resist it.

"Bang bang bang!"

Taiyang's attack speed became faster and faster, smashing down like raindrops, while the middle-aged man's resistance speed became slower and slower, and in the end, he couldn't resist it, so he could only let Taiyang's iron fist smash on his face and various places on his body.

It's such a wonderful fight here, but there are three people standing there watching the play.

In fact, to be precise, it should be a person, a white painting scroll, and a pig the size of a palm.

This person is naturally Mu Ling, and the painting scroll is Bai Suzhen, as for the little pig, I don't know.

Mu Ling originally took an aphrodisiac and was in a fantasy realm, and if no one saved him, he might burn himself.

But fortunately, Bai Suzhen in the painting could see that her relationship with Taiyang was not ordinary, so she came to the rescue, and she directly forced out the love poison in Mu Ling's body with her powerful mana.

After Mu Ling woke up, he looked at his embarrassed appearance, and thought that he was what happened to that group of people, so he was heartbroken and ready to swing his sword to kill himself.

Fortunately, Bai Suzhen persuaded her and told her how things happened, and Taiyang appeared at the critical moment, which preserved her innocence.

After Mu Ling listened, he checked his body and found that there was no problem, so he believed that what Bai Suzhen said was true, and broke off the idea of killing himself, and looked at Taiyang with a somewhat complicated expression.

And Bai Suzhen looked as usual, and she couldn't see her joy or anger, but as for the little pig next to her, she just watched it.

The pink little pig's mouth hummed proudly, as if to say that it was interesting to fight like this, and it was so unfair before.

It had seen the dark-skinned man use mana to attack earlier, so it used its spatial supernatural power to transfer the attack back, making the middle-aged man cut off the idea of using mana.

Later, when he saw the middle-aged man using a big knife, which was extremely unequal to Taiyang's bare hands, he used the spatial magic power to cut the middle-aged man's weapon, leaving him without a weapon and fighting a fair duel with Taiyang.

But later, the middle-aged man was afraid and ran away, and he had to stop it again.

All of this is controlled by it, in order to have a fair duel and not let Taiyang suffer.

The dark-skinned man was beaten by Taiyang again, which also aroused the blood surname in his body, used his mana to protect himself, and began to fight back continuously.

The two hugged each other, stalking each other, like a thug in the market, without any rules to speak of.

When the little pig saw this scene, he couldn't help humming happily and looking at the joke expression.

And Bai Suzhen next to her couldn't help but glance back when she heard the voice of the little pig, with a strange look in her eyes.

This little pig was encountered by them in the spatial rift, and if it hadn't been saved at that time, I am afraid that both her and Taeyang might have fallen into the spatial rift.

She had a hint of doubt about the mystery of the little pig, but she was relieved to see that it didn't seem to be hostile to Taeyang.

After all, Taiyang saved her life, and even saved her from the old man.

Taeyang and the middle-aged man fought each other, and after a full meal, the two were exhausted and lay down there.

When the little pig saw that the two of them had no strength to fight, they also lost the meaning of watching, and disappeared with a shake of their bodies.

And Mu Ling ran over nervously, looking at the exhausted Taiyang, there was an indescribable taste in his heart, sour, sweet, indescribable.

Reaching out and gently touching Taiyang's cheeks, tears couldn't help but flow down, and he threw himself into Taiyang's arms and choked, as if he had endless grievances and was about to tell.

When Bai Suzhen saw this scene, there was a trace of envy and jealousy in her beautiful eyes, and at the same time she felt sad for her misfortune.

She deliberately controlled herself not to look at Taiyang's side, but stared at the middle-aged man who was lying there and had become unrecognizable, a trace of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and a white light shot out and hit the middle-aged man's eyebrows.

The middle-aged man let out a light snort, and his body moved slightly, and he lost his vitality and lay there limply.

The white light of Bai Suzhen just now was not aimed at the middle-aged man's body, but at the attack issued by the middle-aged man's soul, which directly eliminated the middle-aged man's soul from this world.

After Bai Suzhen did all this, she stretched out her hand at Taiyang and shot out a white light. However, this time it is not used to kill people, but to treat the injuries on Taeyang's body.

The white light fell on Taeyang's body and spread out, healing Taeyang's injuries.

After half a cup of tea, Taiyang slowly opened his orange eyes.

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