In order to deal with the poisonous insects in Xiang Shaoyu's skull, Duan Murong devoted all her energy to controlling the silver needle without any reservation. For her, everything in the world has lost any fluctuation.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Xiang Shaoyu opened his eyes suddenly, and his blood-red pupils shot out a violent and fierce light.
"roll!"
With a rough roar, the overwhelming demonic energy shook the earth. He punched out with a casual punch, instantly sending Duan Murong, who was caught off guard, flying out of the house.
"Duanmurong!"
Guo Sheng immediately jumped into the air and caught Duan Murong. After a quick look, he found that the latter was seriously injured and unconscious.
"What's going on?"
Boom~
The wooden ward was shattered into a pile of rubble. Xiang Shaoyu, shirtless and upper bodyless, walked into the sight of several people step by step.
His black hair was scattered and flying, crackling with bright red thunder and lightning. His eyebrows were furrowed into his temples, which were slightly white, and coupled with his scarlet eyes, his face became terrifying and evil.
"Shaoyu, what's wrong with you, Shaoyu!"
Xiang Liang couldn't believe how his nephew suddenly became like this, and...
boom!
"Ah~"
Without waiting for Xiang Liang to react, in an instant, Xiang Shaoyu punched him in the chest, smashing him through the courtyard wall and making him unable to get up again.
"kill!"
He opened his mouth ferociously and set his target on Tianming.
"Wow, monster, what are you going to do!"
Tianming rolled on the spot, kicked off his feet, and hurriedly jumped onto the courtyard wall.
Xiang Shaoyu was as powerful as a tiger. He stomped the ground with his foot and rolled away when Tianming saw him. Then he punched the ground and made a big crater.
Tianming jumped onto the courtyard wall again. With a flash of red light, he appeared under the wall and knocked down the entire courtyard wall with a flying kick.
"Bastard, stop it!"
Guo Sheng had placed Duan Murong far away and sent out a signal to call for people. When he saw Xiang Shaoyu chasing Tianming, he blocked them in time.
"Yao Wang Valley is not a place for you to run wild."
He squeezed his fists, strong winds blew up, and hit Xiang Shaoyu with a heavy hammer in the face.
The punch was so fast and hard that Xiang Shaoyu seemed unable to react in time. He was immediately thrown out and his body was smashed into the ruins of the house.
He used all his strength to achieve success in one move, and his opponent was still a young man in his fifteenth or sixteenth year. Guo Sheng was confident that his punch could at least make the opponent faint.
Just when he felt a little relaxed, a reminder came from beside him, "Uncle Guo, be careful!"
"Drink!"
Xiang Shaoyu rushed out of the ruins, his body was like thunder, and his punches were like falling apart.
Guo Sheng reacted very quickly and instantly put up his fists to defend himself.
However, with a "click" his bones cracked, and he flew backwards, rolling on the ground, and finally fell to the ground unable to get up - his hands were broken.
"This punch, eight thunders."
Xiang Shaoyu smiled ferociously, pinched his wrist, and then stared at Tianming again.
"My intuition tells me that these weaklings can be let go, but you must die. Eight Forbidden Thunders~Cracking Thunder!"
He held it empty-handed with one hand, and his entire right arm had bulging veins shrouded in black demonic energy, and his five fingers stretched out blood-red claws.
Tianming took advantage of the short period of time he had just been protected by Guo Sheng to pick up an ordinary long sword. Facing the terrifying and strange Xiang Shaoyu, he clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the Mo family's internal energy surged crazily.
"You, what's going on with you, why do you want to kill me."
"It's no use talking more, die!"
Red light flashed, leaving five cracks on the ground. Amidst the flying dust, Xiang Shaoyu twitched his eyebrows and his scarlet pupils trembled.
A child can actually avoid his own attack?
And Tianming's figure appeared behind him, with the sword in his hand about to be slashed out.
"One sword ~ invincible."
"snort!"
When ~
Xiang Shaoyu turned around and punched the sword blade squarely. The fist wrapped in demonic energy collided with the sharp blade, causing metal friction to erupt.
Tianming was immediately shocked, "What? Your hand!"
Ding!
Xiang Shaoyu pointed his fists together and opened the long sword with two fingers. He had already prepared the blood and thunder in his other hand and punched it out.
"Die."
"Don't even think about it."
Tianming stepped on the ground in time, exerted all his strength, swung the long sword and struck back, "One sword is invincible~"
when!
"Ah~"
How could Tianming's efforts to save himself be compared to Xiang Shaoyu's supernatural power? His sword was blown away by this punch, and his body flew upside down, causing his residence to collapse.
"Ahem, so much strength, wow~"
He struggled to get up, opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Hey, I, the hero Tianming, will never lose to you like this."
The long sword just now had been knocked down, and Tianming took out a brand new sword, and his momentum suddenly increased.
"The sword just didn't go well with me, now it's time to get serious and look at the sword."
Xiang Shaoyu glanced at him contemptuously, punched first, and said behind his voice, "Exchange the long sword for the short sword, you will still die in the end."
Ding~
Tian Ming turned his sword and jumped back against Xiang Shaoyu's fist. He perfectly dodged the punch and then thrust the sword straight into his eyes.
Xiang Shaoyu stopped his steps and stopped in time. The tip of the sword hovered in front of his eyebrows, leaving only a mere two inches.
"Um?"
He let out a light sigh and swung his fist to knock the sword away, but Tianming easily dodged it, followed by a sword dance with a silver snake, never leaving the center of his eyebrows.
Ding ding ding~
Xiang Shaoyu was protected by demonic energy, and the sword blade struck his skin, making no sound but causing no damage. Tianming performed a high-level fast attack, but in the end he could only lose.
"Back and forth, there are only three liang swords, not worth a cent."
Xiang Shaoyu sneered, and then his hand movements changed. He saw through Tianming's sword path and grabbed the sword body in his hand.
"You, let go!"
Tianming was unable to draw his sword, but he was not willing to abandon the weapon. When he was struggling to break free, Xiang Shaoyu's killing move had arrived.
"Thunder and roar~"
With one move of "Lion's Roar Kung Fu", the close internal impact made him dizzy. Xiang Shaoyu hit his chest with another punch, and he would definitely die in the morning.
At the critical moment, Xiang Shaoyu suddenly felt a stinging pain in his hand, and subconsciously relaxed half of his strength. Tianming seized the opportunity and successfully pulled out the sword.
"Yeah, kill with one step and split the head!"
"Go away~"
Xiang Shaoyu frowned, shouted angrily and knocked Tianming away, then looked at his hands.
Despite being surrounded by demonic energy, his left hand was still scratched by the sword blade and blood was flowing out, which suddenly made him realize something.
The power I have gained now is unprecedentedly powerful, many times stronger than the internal strength of martial arts. This kid's sword can actually hurt me. No wonder I always feel like I must kill him.
We really can’t keep this kid!
With lightning flashing in his mind, he made an instant decision, and Xiang Shaoyu rushed toward Tianming again.
"Cracking Thunder."
Tianming stood upright on the ground, the sword at his waist lying quietly in its sheath. Facing the powerful killing move that was about to cut off his throat, he closed his eyes.
"I feel it, and this time, I can."
This time, Tian Ming was extremely confident that all the power in his body would obey his command. An inexplicable sense of clarity made him feel as if he could feel every inch of his body, all the tendons, blood, and even all the cells.
"One sword~silent."
Ten-year-old Tianming, when the sword came out, the white rainbow condensed into silk, becoming invisible and invisible.
After a flash, the blood thunder dissipated. Xiang Shaoyu's right hand, originally wrapped in demonic energy, hung down uncontrollably, and the color of the black demonic energy became lighter.
"How is it possible, my power..."
This kid must die!
Xiang Shaoyu's eyes glowed red, and his murderous intent became even more intense.