This sudden thunderstorm obviously showed no signs of stopping soon. In the heavy rain, the two faced each other face to face.
"Put down the knife and live. Attack me and you will die."
The yellow-faced man looked indifferent, looking at the scarred demon sword in front of him without any pity.
His palm showed an abnormal blue-grey color, and there was already a terrifying force on it that could crack stone monuments. It was his famous skill, Iron Sand Palm!
Iron Sand Palm is a popular martial arts technique that has been widely spread among the people since ancient times. As the name suggests, it is a palm skill practiced with iron sand and belongs to the category of hard qigong. There are many sects circulating in the country of Z.
In line with the original intention of promoting traditional Chinese martial arts to the world and passing it on to future generations, in the early 21st century, some master-level masters jointly initiated and established the Iron Sand Palm Association of Z, and it was registered with a professional certification agency in Xiangjiang and recommended.
Mr. Zhu Longbao, the head of Huo Style Eighth Level Iron Sand, serves as the president of the association.
Up to now, the Country Z Iron Palm Association, which was jointly established by more than hundreds of orthodox Iron Palm inheritors, has many masters with strong skills.
However, as a popular martial art, Iron Sand Palm, like Tai Chi and Baguazhang, is also easy to learn and difficult to master. There are very few people who can truly enter the hall, learn the essence of the skill, and practice diligently for decades.
Fang Lei is the most accomplished among them.
Five years ago, he invited King Zhu Yuan, the president of the Contemporary Iron Palm Association of Country Z, to fight. He easily won with less than twenty moves.
You know, King Zhu Yuan is also a strong person on the earth ranking list! Although he is ranked low, he is still a famous person on the list after all, and he is by no means an ordinary strong person.
If Fang Lei hadn't been merciful, Iron Sand Palm Association might have become President Wang or President Zhang.
It made him the most popular for a while.
After another five years of hard work, no one knows how far this boss has grown.
After being recruited by the hunter organization, Fang Lei rarely took action. This time, he was personally dispatched by the superiors to ask him to go out in person to protect Chen Shiyuan's safety.
The demon sword looked gloomy, and waved his hand, shaking away the blood on the silver blade. As the saying goes, an elephant will be killed if there are too many ants. What's more, his opponents are not simple. Each of them has gone through a lot of actual combat training, and many of them
Possessing strong skills.
Although Maotu and Weiyang shared a lot of pressure for him and contained a large number of hunters, he still suffered some trauma that should not be underestimated when he got here.
The effect of purple potion is amazing.
During the continuous battle, his chest only rose and fell slightly. His spirit was extremely excited, and his pupils reflected the waves in his heart. He was by no means as calm as he looked.
The effect of the medicine that could last for two hours was obviously an exaggeration. Yaodao could clearly sense the state of his body. In ten minutes at most, he would fall down and never have the chance to stand up again.
In ten minutes, can he defeat the enemy in front of him? Yaodao is also asking himself.
He has tried countless times to reach the realm of the strongest on the Earth Ranking, but he has always been a little short of it. He has been able to reach the final goal, but he has never been able to enter.
Sighing deeply, he knew that everything was fate.
How far a person can achieve depends not only on innate conditions, but also on acquired efforts.
He lacks both, but he can only stop there.
However, the demon sword is not afraid of the powerful enemy in front of him.
Although he is not a strong person on the Earth Ranking, he has personally killed a master on the Earth Ranking!
He is not only a warrior, but also a super assassin who makes the underground world fearful.
There are only two powerful people in the Seven Kills Tower.
One is a swordsman codenamed Qinglong. The other is the poster who has never shown his skills.
Demon Sword once had a head-on fight with Qinglong, but was defeated in three moves. What was even more terrifying was that the poster was ranked in the top twenty on the underground ranking list. It was so terrifying that he had no desire to challenge at all.
The opponent in front of him really made him feel extremely excited.
Chen Shiyuan is very weak. As long as he can defeat Fang Lei, then he can understand the past grudges.
If he were defeated, in the hands of such a strong man, death would also be an honor for him.
He took a deep breath, his eyes were full of determination, and he shouted loudly: "Let's fight!"
Standing with a knife in hand, with a strange pace, he suddenly entered high-speed movement, and his figure split into four in an instant! He shot towards Fang Leidian.
The sharp sword light was like a peacock spreading its tail, and in the rich water vapor, a shocking killing intent spread out.
This is the Ninja Technique, the Clone Technique, that he learned in Country R. Drawing on the current environment, it is even more powerful, and its power is increased by three points. Normally, he could only separate three shadows, but now the purple potion is squeezing the potential.
, actually vaguely separated the fourth clone fantasy.
Fang Lei lowered his eyes and smiled, and began to let the rain fall on him, sliding down without any force, and a curtain of water spread out.
He raised his head, stepped on the stone slabs, and soared into the air, like a dragon in the clouds, swimming freely in the rain. His palms were intertwined, and the water droplets sprayed out, with different sizes and weights, as if
The illusion of bullets coming from all directions.
Power penetrates and illusions dissipate.
A green-grey palm filled with vitality and blood was waiting behind the water droplets. It had no smell of fireworks and freely slapped on the water droplets, accompanied by a shocking roar.
Fang Lei passed through the heavy rain and slapped the frightened Yaodao in the face with his palm.
However, the next moment, the demon sword was completely shot away by Fang Lei.
What is left behind is obviously a fantasy!
The real demon sword had sheathed its sword and turned around, only to see bursts of sword light flashing, like a door, blocking itself from all directions.
The splashing water droplets hit the blade in his hand. Regardless of the force, light or dark strength, they were all transferred by him with a harmonious energy, guided in the direction he hit, and gathered in mid-air.
It turned into a palm-sized water ball, floating strangely in front of him.
Reversing the strength, sorting out the yin and yang, the magic of sword skills is fully displayed by the demon sword.
It was as if infinite power was sealed in a small water ball. The terrifying power sent by Fang Lei was restrained one by one by him and gradually accumulated.
The next second, the demon sword in the air smiled slightly, held the seal with his left hand, and actually sent the water ball out.
Immediately, the water ball dispersed silently, but the terrifying force poured forward with an uncontrollable force, like a lake embankment bursting and a flood rushing down.
This is to attribute the opponent's power to one's own, and then send it out together, just like two people joining forces. After a brief fight, the demon sword performs another terrifying stunt of star-shifting moves!!!
"good!"
Although they were opponents, at this moment, Fang Lei's eyes lit up, and he recognized the old man in front of him for the first time.
This single move, the miraculous technique of leveraging force, can be regarded as a master.
However, as a strong person on the Earth Ranking, he is already on another level above the realm.
It is a magical state of being attentive to nature and uniting nature and man.
The next second, Fang Lei waved his palms slowly, like a white crane treading on the snow, leaving no traces. The claw marks were still there, but the white crane was nowhere to be found. The shadow of his palms was clearly visible, but his spirit was completely forgotten, as if he was assimilated into the world.
between.
The demon sword's galloping force hit all the empty places in one blow, and I could only feel that there was no force in front of me. The originally terrifying and astonishing power disappeared in the blink of an eye.
There is obviously infinite power, but it is in a void. The void is not real, and the void is stronger than the powerful. No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot break the void in front of him.
This move, a wonderful response, can be regarded as an example of invincibility. In an instant, the two of them became stronger and stronger as they fought. It was just when they met their opponents that they met a good talent.
Even though his martial arts training was very low, Chen Shiyuan still felt horrified and moved.
He knew Fang Lei's strength very well, but he didn't expect that the old man in front of him who wanted to kill him would finally grow to this point.
On the other side, Ouyang Yu, who was watching the battle closely with high-tech equipment, was even more pale, with a look of disbelief on his face.
As expected, this old guy has hidden a lot of good things. He had never seen him perform the move before. He had always thought that he had overestimated the old guy's strength. Unexpectedly, the demon sword was stronger than he imagined.
China is so much stronger.
If they really fight face to face, maybe, within one move, he will die in the opponent's hands!
At the same time, the power that Fang Lei displayed with every move he made was equally astonishing. The strongest person on the Earth Ranking was truly terrifying.
When masters compete with each other, life and death can often happen in a matter of seconds.
After the two exchanged a few moves, Yaodao knew that even if he tried his best, he would only be equally matched at best, and it was impossible to win.
His fighting power has been exhausted, but the opponent is still unfathomable.
As a result, I felt a little more anxious in my heart, because there was not much time left for him.
As he stepped forward, four clones appeared again.
For the first time, he held a knife in both hands. His original sharp sword technique changed, and he actually made the sound of a ghost crying and a wolf howling. The rain hit the extremely sharp blade, and there was a faint, slightly transparent evil spirit struggling and changing.
Almost at the same time, Yaodao's body twisted, and all the clone phantoms suddenly surrounded Fang Lei in various strange postures.
The light of each sword carries the soul-stirring evil voice, as if it has turned into extremely flexible snakes, hissing at the enemy in the center.
In Chen Shiyuan's eyes, he only saw a distorted mass of light, shadow and magic sound, which, combined with exquisite movements, trapped Fang Lei in the center and was unable to move.
However, Fang Lei, who seemed to be in danger, did not panic. Although his opponent was erratic, like a ghost in the wind, and unpredictable, he could use the most vicious and strange attacks at any time.
But in his mind's eye perception, the actual position of the demon sword was as clearly visible as a bright daylight.
"Fancy."
Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly flashed, and there was a roar of wind. Fang Lei still looked as calm as before, but his whole body seemed to have moved across the air, moving ghostly in front of a black figure.
This extremely inconspicuous black shadow was about to retreat, but was suddenly stagnated by a strange force. He subconsciously wanted to use the light of the sword to block it, but it was still too late.
A seemingly ordinary palm print slapped his chest firmly.
All the illusions around him disappeared, and the white-haired old man staggered back, leaving seven clear half-inch footprints on the blue bricks on the ground.
There was a sweet taste in the throat, and Yaodao could no longer control it. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his expression suddenly became exhausted.
[Well, after thinking about it for a while, I still don’t prefer martial arts. After this transition, it will immediately enter a more exciting plot. Some friends have reported that the plot progress is too slow~]