The Wang family in Shu is famous for its "Manniu Jin" and has been passed down for more than 200 years. There are countless masters, but in the end it is Duan Changhong's hands.

But this does not mean that Duan Changhong's martial arts skills are higher than those of the Wang family, but that he relied on the imperial army and weapons.

Martial arts are divided into internal and external skills. Martial arts are skills and qi. A higher skill can overwhelm the masters of the same level. The strength of qi determines how much a warrior can increase his own destructive power.

Although Duan Changhong has strong martial arts skills, his energy is slightly weak. The method of energy and energy he practices comes from the internal strength and mind method of "Yiyang Finger". Although this method is unique, it is still much worse than the "Manniu Jin" which specializes in energy and energy.

So when Wang Xin urged the Manniu Jin to attack Duan Changhong, Duan Changhong did not dare to take it forward, and only used his flexible and changeable body techniques to avoid it frequently.

Even so, the fist wind brought by the powerful energy still left many bruises on his body.

When Wang Xin saw Duan Changhong being frustrated under his fist, he felt extremely happy. He whistled: "Duan Changhong, you slaughtered my Wang family back then, and today I, Wang Xin, will surely tear you to pieces!"

Duan Changhong lightly lowered his feet, floated a few meters away, and looked at Wang Xin with a cruel smile: "The people from the three families in Shu deserve to die. You should stop me from retaking the "Pulse Finger" and even more damn. Today I will send you on your way to reunite with those dead ghosts!"

Before he finished speaking, three cold lights shot over, but Wang Xin took action again.

"The dog thief is arrogant!" Wang Xin shouted softly, his body suddenly approached, and his fists drove a strong airflow toward Duan Changhong's three key acupoints, which was exactly the same as a flying knife.

"Good come!" Duan Changhong shouted loudly, and swung the blood-drinking sword in his hand slightly, knocking the three flying knives away, and pointing at Wang Xin again, while avoiding the third flying knives.

Wang Xin had known Duan Changhong's "Blood Sword God Finger" method, so he did not dare to be careless when he gave this advice. He quickly withdrew his fist and missed it.

In this battle, neither of them hurt each other, which was evenly matched. But overall, Duan Changhong took advantage because Wang Xin had an injury on his shoulder. Although he was temporarily suppressed by "The Man Niu Jin", he still had his energy and energy.

"I have to say that you are much more powerful than your dead ghost elders, but that's all, look at the sword!" Duan Changhong put his sword flowers in his hands, whirling his body in the air, stabbing Wang Xin.

The blood-drinking sword rotated and shaking in the air, and the sword flowers seemed to be transformed into shape, and blood-colored roses appeared one after another, spreading to cover Xiang Wang Xin.

What a weird sword technique! Is this the real "Blood Drinking Sword"?

Wang Xin frowned slightly. This was the first time he had seen such martial arts.

It is indeed the fourth sword technique in the world! But even so, I have to try it with all my might, so that the world knows that the Wang family’s unique skills are not inferior to others!

Wang Xin's eyes flashed, and his heart suddenly felt a sense of heroism.

The words are divided into two ends, each showing one branch.

However, Zheng Feng fled with the "Phantom Flying Knife", but stopped without running far.

In front of him was a deep ravine, and the stream under his feet poured down like a waterfall. On both sides were steep cliffs, covered with thorns. The water flowed in the deep ravine, and tigers roared and apes cried under the cliff. It didn't look like a way to escape.

"I'll go, it's a dead end!" Zheng Feng looked "mom's criticism" expression.

There was no way out and there were pursuers behind him. He had experienced Han Xin's dilemma.

"Does it be that I have to learn from Han Xin and fight with my back?" Zheng Feng looked back at his hometown and couldn't help but shake his head.

Wouldn’t all his previous efforts be wasted when he went back at this time? How could he be worthy of Ding Renyan’s entrustment?

It is absolutely impossible to jump into the stream to survive. The water in the mountain stream is not deep, and the bottom of the water is full of sharp rocks. If you lay down from such a high place, you will definitely be a corpse when you float up.

As for the novel scenes that jumped off a cliff and entered the immortal cave, Zheng Feng dared not bet on his life.

"Shit!"

A strange movement came from the grass not far from Zheng Feng. A silver-ringed snake with black and white length, one meter five in length, was squirming its body lazily.

It likes stuffy and humid environments, but occasionally comes out to bask in the sun.

The sun was shining today, and the silver ring snake slept comfortably for a nap. However, as soon as I woke up, a human appeared near its nest.

As a gentle snake, it did not want to attack a huge creature like humans, but this human was too close to its nest, and it lays eggs for less than a month.

The Silver Ring Snake felt it was necessary to teach the invader a painful lesson. It hid its body in the grass and slowly approached its target...

Zheng Feng was completely unaware of the danger of hiding in the dark. At this moment, he was thinking about where to find a way to escape.

"Maybe I can find a place to hide it. As long as that section of Changhong cannot show me, it will naturally be safe." Zheng Feng thought of an unripe idea.

The vegetation in this mountain forest is very nurturing, with many strange trees and rocks. As long as you are careful enough, it is not impossible to avoid Duan Changhong's search.

But soon he denied this idea. This method is okay to deal with Duan Changhong alone, but if he led hundreds of officers and soldiers to conduct a carpet-style search, he would not be exposed unless he hid in the sky.

"This is not OK, that is not OK. What should I do!" Zheng Feng scratched his head anxiously.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis without warning enveloped Zheng Feng's heart. He thought Duan Changhong was chasing him, and subconsciously turned around, but saw a thick black snake bounced towards him. A gap was cracked on his oval head, and it opened like the size of a fist in an instant, and four sharp fangs popped out.

"Snake!" Zheng Feng couldn't help but exclaim, and his legs fell to the ground.

He was afraid of snakes since he was a child. This slippery and cold creature always made him feel inexplicably terrified, and at this moment he could smell a trace of death.

However, the silver ring snake will not take care of Zheng Feng's emotions. For it, any creature that may threaten it and its snake eggs will be a target that must be killed.

Seeing that Zheng Feng was about to be bitten by the silver ring snake, he said that it was almost time for him. Zheng Feng didn't know where he got the courage, but he pulled out the broken knife from his waist and waved it hard in front of him.

"puff!"

It was also the silver ring snake that was unlucky that it was actually hit by the broken knife that Zheng Feng waved randomly. In an instant, blood gushed and the corpse separated.

The expected pain did not appear. He stopped waving the broken knife, carefully examined his whole body, and found a silver ring snake that was cut into two pieces not far away.

The snake was not bitten.

Zheng Feng breathed a sigh of relief and pounded his chest hard. He was so scared that he was even more deadly than Duan Changhong's sword.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, his eyes suddenly opened, he stared at the corpse of the Silver Ring Snake without blinking, and murmured: "Fatal..."

A crazy and bold idea instantly gushed out from the depths of his mind.
Chapter completed!