Looking at the flames on his shoulders, Cao Deng was shocked. Before he could think about it, Fu Sheng's sharper fist style came again.
Bang bang bang...
The two fists exchanged at an extremely fast speed, with constant muffled sounds. They fought for countless rounds in an instant, and it was impossible to tell who was better!
It's just that every time the two of them fight, they leave each other with burns, which is weird and inexplicable.
When the battle was at its most intense, the dead pine needles flying in the air were burned by the heat and turned into tiny sparks, emitting a light that was brighter than the stars in the night sky. The scenery was as beautiful as a fireworks show.
But who could have imagined how dangerous and thrilling it would be?
The two fought all the way and were inseparable for a long time. However, as time passed, the fundamental gap between the two gradually became apparent.
After all, Fu Sheng was a bit younger, but Cao Deng was an old man who had practiced martial arts for many years. In addition, he had better internal strength and gradually gained the upper hand.
After fighting like this for another two hundred rounds, Fu Sheng finally couldn't hold on to his routine and was hit in the chest by Cao Deng.
The small body immediately flew backwards, spurting out a mouthful of blood in the air, but then forcefully flipped back in the air. When it landed, it stood firm on its feet, took a dozen steps back, and stopped next to the giant sword.
Standing here, Cao Deng stopped chasing. Instead, he looked horrified. He took a few steps forward and asked in a low voice: "Who are you? How to use the Zhou Tiger Fist?"
Fusheng still didn't answer, with a sullen face, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
As a spectator, Xia Shang saw the fight clearly. He had already suspected it before, and after listening to Cao Deng's words, he was even more sure of what he was thinking.
The moves used by the two people just now were exactly the same, it was the same set of boxing techniques!
Why do the two of them use the same moves?
Just talking about the power of boxing, this kind of martial arts is definitely not something that can be found on the street. It must be a very secret skill that cannot be known by ordinary people.
But the two of them actually used the same moves!
Fusheng also had doubts, but he didn't say it, but his expression betrayed his heart. He was also very curious as to why the other party used Zhouhu Fist.
Fusheng lowered his head and looked at his palm. There seemed to be something in his palm...
After looking at the object in his palm, Fusheng's expression changed again and he became suspicious. He looked up and down at the grass lantern, over and over again.
Cao Deng paid attention to Fu Sheng, and suddenly thought of something. He stretched out his hand to touch his waist, and his face darkened: "Good boy, your hands and feet are very fast! The things are coming!"
Fusheng didn't talk nonsense. He threw the object in his palm and was caught by the grass lantern.
After Cao Deng caught the thing, his expression improved slightly. He grabbed the thing and touched it. When he was about to insert it into his waist, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He took the thing in front of his eyes again and his face darkened again: "This is not mine, it's something."
Again!"
After saying that, Cao Deng became furious and attacked Fusheng again.
In a short while, the two fought for dozens of rounds.
But this time, Cao Deng was no longer as organized as before, attacking with all his strength without leaving any room for error. It was obvious that he was really angry.
Xia Shang was wondering on the side, wondering what Fusheng had touched on the other person's body to make him so anxious?
Just as he was thinking about it, something suddenly flew out from the place where the two of them were fighting and was thrown directly in front of Xia Shang's eyes.
"Catch what's his."
The sound is floating.
Without thinking, Xia Shang took it in his hand, put it in front of his eyes, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah?"
"From Caodeng?"
Xia Shang felt his head buzzing, and he didn't know how to explain it for a moment.
However, when the furious Cao Deng saw that his things were being held by Xia Shang, he immediately turned his spear and headed towards Xia Shang.
"You are seeking death!"
How fast is the grass lantern?
Xia Shang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, as if he was being stared at by a venomous snake that was speeding toward him.
Fusheng's expression also changed. He knew that the First Master could not withstand the opponent's blow, so he picked up the giant sword and chased after him with all his strength.
However, Fu Sheng had already lost the opportunity, and it was almost impossible to arrive before Cao Deng dealt with Xia Shang.
Cao Deng is furious, where is the Buddhist heart? Once he takes action, Xia Shang will die!
Ten meters, seven meters, four meters, three meters, two meters, one meter...
At the critical moment, Xia Shang suddenly shouted: "Bold!"
While shouting, he stretched out his right hand, just in front of Cao Deng's face.
For a moment, as if time had frozen, the grass lantern suddenly stopped. His fist was less than an inch away from Xia Shang's heart, and it stopped as if it had been cast a immobilization spell, motionless!
Fusheng came from behind, and he didn't feel the slightest bit of black sword on Cao Deng's neck.
Cao Deng's eyes widened, and two dry eyeballs suddenly appeared in the deep-set eye sockets. It felt as if they were about to fall out, which was very scary. The shock and disbelief in his eyes was very strange.
"You...you...you you you...who are you?"
Xia Shang frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
"I know you." Fusheng spoke in a rare voice, "There is information about you in the file. Traitor, why don't you kneel down when you see the First Lord?"
"No...impossible..."
Cao Deng retreated slowly in a daze, with an indescribable bitterness in his voice. His eyes did not leave Xia Shang's right hand, and he kept shaking his head, as if he did not believe that such a young man would hold Humen No. 1 in his hands.
Waist badge.
Cao Deng looked at another waist card in his hand - Humen No. 2.
"this is yours?"
Cao Deng asked Fusheng calmly.
Fu Sheng did not answer.
On the contrary, Xia Shang frowned and looked at the other waist badge held in his left hand: "Is this yours?"
After taking seven or eight steps back, Cao Deng stood still, returned Fusheng's waist badge, and then looked up to the sky and whispered: "So that's it, it turns out that he is the new chief inspector. Although he has no skills, he was born with the fate of troubled times and flying beyond the sky.
Star! I should have thought a long time ago, how could an ordinary person have such a fate? It turns out to be...it turns out to be the leader of the Twelve Divisions of Jingmen!"
Xia Shang looked at the waist tag taken off Cao Deng with a cold face - it was also Humen No. 2!
Just like Fu Sheng!
"Who are you? How come you have the same status as Fu Sheng?"
"Hahaha..." I don't know what Cao Deng thought of, but he suddenly screamed up to the sky like crazy, "It seems that I can't escape my karma after all! You... you evil ghosts, I have been running away for fifty years, and you are still here
Recognize me! Someone else recognizes me! Can you give me a chance? Can you atone for my sins?"
"I don't know what you are talking about..."
"Shut up! I'm telling you, I won't serve the Metropolitan Procuratorate anymore! Just give up!"
After saying that, the grass lantern suddenly rose into the sky and disappeared into the night after several rises and falls.
When Fu Sheng saw this, a trace of murderous intent flashed across his tender face.
Xia Shang frowned when he saw it: "Are you going to chase me?"
Fusheng nodded, clasped his hands and looked very solemn: "This person's name is Smiling Tiger. Seventy years ago, he was the elder statesman at the beginning of the establishment of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He was the first No. 2 in Humen. Later, he betrayed the Metropolitan Procuratorate and disappeared with important secrets.
I didn't expect him to be hiding in the temple. The boss said that he must be recovered! The secret he took away must be recovered. Also, the Metropolitan Procuratorate does not allow it, and I do not allow it. There are two people in this world.