The sword light is staggered, and the sword shadow is vertical and horizontal.

The bluestone road was suddenly chaotic, and the sound shook the sky.

The man in brocade stopped his body peacefully, and he didn't even see half of his shirt wrinkled.

The young man's punch, although the strength was sufficient, was still a little worse after all.

The man was a little dazed, his eyes glazed.

He never understood where a seemingly unattractive and lowly young man would choose to make such a rash move.

Is that all?

Naturally not.

What made him even more jaw-dropping was a scene one after another.

The young man stepped forward, roared in his throat, and slammed his fist down on the man's face.

"Bang!"

The man instinctively raised his hand to block, and his fists and arms collided, and the two of them took several steps backwards at the same time.

The boy couldn't help but shiver, like falling into an ice cave.

His legs were as heavy as lead, and it was difficult to move half a minute.

This trembling sensation that originates from the depths of the soul is like a maggot attached to the bone, which is difficult to let go.

"You're looking for death. ”

The man steadied his body, his sideburns fluttering in the wind.

The gaze is deep and murderous.

The young man gritted his teeth, and the green tendons on his forehead were exposed.

He had no choice, only this path.

Since you can't dodge, let's fight to the end.

"Dragon Tiger Fist, Rong!"

The left fist turns into a dragon, and the right fist turns into a tiger.

The two fists are one, and the dragon and tiger are blended.

The man in brocade looked at the young man with interest, and did not move.

He smiled suddenly, and there was no wave in his gaze.

As if none of this had anything to do with it.

One punch can't knock you down, two punches!

Two punches can't knock you down, one more punch!

It's a matter of life and death, and there is no winner or loser.

When the fourth ray of light faintly appeared, the sound of the fight stopped abruptly.

The body opens the four veins, and the realm enters the void.

The boy smiled wryly and shook his head, his eyes briefly lost.

The fist wind whistled and rushed to the face.

The man raised his arm slightly, and his body shone brightly.

One, two, three......

The young man's body did not slow down by half a minute, like an arrow off the string, free from the wild horse.

"It's over. ”

The man threw a one-handed punch, causing the air to pop.

Perhaps he should have thought that today's long-planned finale would not be full of unknown people.

But does it really matter?

The answer is obvious.

The man's pupils shrank, and his face suddenly changed.

The fists collided, and there was no blur of flesh and blood as imagined.

"Pretending to be a ghost. ”

It's ordinary, but it implies a thousand pounds of strength.

If this punch hits the young man, he will either be injured or disabled, and life and death are unpredictable.

"Huh?"

This earth-shattering punch was like hitting the silk cotton wool, sinking into the sea silently.

The man frowned, and withdrew the strength of his hand in hindsight.

The figure in front of him suddenly grinned at him again, extremely weird.

The man snorted coldly, and swept it with another punch.

Straight through the boy's chest, the wind shining through.

There was no wailing of pain, no blood spilling out.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

The man smiled faintly, his eyes slightly closed, thoughtful.

After a moment, he opened suddenly, and his pupils were golden and flashed with light.

After an instant, it dissipated along with the Dragon Tiger Fist Shadow.

"Doppelganger?"

The man in brocade was a little surprised, turned his head suddenly, and the boy was gone.

It can perceive the world and the world, and is not confused by illusions.

Now, everywhere the man looks, mosquitoes and flies are like elephants, and the details are clearly visible.

"What?"

Broken, broken.

Seeing through the void is called breaking the void.

When you reach this realm, your eyes are open to your heart, and you suddenly become clear.

The momentum is like a tide, overwhelming in all directions.

The momentum was huge, covering all the surrounding fighting sounds, echoing with the forest wind from afar, and contending.

"Poof!"

The man in brocade was tightened, like a heavy object.

Under the broken golden pupils, no trace of the young man was found.

"Good boy, how about you give this a try?"

Illusion?

The two techniques of qi and martial arts have been derived so far, and for thousands of years, they have branched out and multiplied endlessly.

Except for the ancient inheritance of the secret forbidden arts, or the formation master's partial methods, it is difficult to use illusions to bewitch people's hearts under the eyes of the law.

A figure slowly appeared behind the brocade-clothed man, his face pale, and blood sprayed on the ground from his mouth.

"I'm curious, why can the illusion you create be hidden in the eyes of the Dharma and not revealed?"

The young man reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled without saying a word.

In fact, the teenager has only recently had a feeling in his heart, and has not yet figured out the trick of the way.

Today's situation is critical, give it a go, and don't want to have such a miraculous effect.

As the old saying goes: the great way of nature, the laws come to the world.

Obviously, the teenager naturally does not have this ability.

Even the strength he showed today was far beyond the man in brocade expected.

The third layer of afterimage footwork, hidden in the wild.

Vientiane Futu, only fast and not broken.

Those who reach speed can dissolve nothingness.

The third subtlety of the afterimage footwork lies in the fact that it uses its footsteps to move and hide its body in the void.

The sword has a sword technique, the sword has a sword technique, and the formation has a formation.

The law is completely different from the illusion, and it cannot be said in the same day.

The footwork is mysterious, all in one speed word.

But if it is replaced by a young man who has just entered the martial arts in front of him, he is already trying his best to draw a tiger from a cat, and An Neng begs him to go further.

Breaking through ten thousand laws with one force is not groundless.

The brocade-clothed man's body opened the realm of breaking the void with four veins, which was enough to torture and kill the young man thousands of times.

However, everything is flawed and may not be perfect.

While this method is wonderful, it is not without its flaws.

If the grandmaster is powerful, the flaws will naturally be imperceptible and extremely difficult to detect.

The man in brocade smiled and walked towards the boy step by step.

"Stinky boy, come back!"

The gray mouse shook off the black-clothed figure in his hand and shouted at the young man.

The footwork of the afterimage is nothing more than to buy some respite for the young man.

In other words, it's just a means of preserving life.

"No wonder the head of the house thinks so highly of you. ”

The brocade-clothed man raised his eyebrows slightly, and coldly spat out a voice.

The sleeve robe rolled, and two waves of qi swept out, colliding with the huge machine spirit in one place.

"Boom!"

"Roar~"

The huge instrument spirit roared in a deep voice, and under the guidance of Song Ruhai's seal, he strode towards the man in brocade.

"It's noisy. ”

As usual, the magic array weapon spirit in its heyday, even if it is defeated by a man, will definitely not be defeated so easily.

However, the maintenance of the aura of the disciples of the martial arts hall, coupled with the fierce battle between Fang Cai and the people in black, consumed a lot.

Now that the machine spirit has fallen into the end of the strong crossbow, it naturally can't withstand the fatal blow from the brocade-clothed man.

After the loud bang, the body of the machine spirit collapsed and fell apart.

The circle is damaged, and the backlash is steep.

The disciples of the Martial Arts Hall, including Song Ruhai, suddenly snorted, and their breath attenuated a few points.

"Your Excellency, what is the biggest difference between the dead and the living?"

The man was stunned: "What's the difference?"

The boy raised his eyes and grinned again.

"Hand over your stuff and spare your life. ”

The man in brocade spoke lightly, his eyes full of playfulness.

"Dead people don't talk nonsense about useless nonsense. ”

"And the living will only be delusional and daydreaming. ”