Yi Xifeng took the lead in arriving at the open space where Zhou Di and Xing Laosan fought before, and saw the two protruding stone thorns, one of which had been shattered, while the other was still standing there.
Lin Fenghuo and Zhou Di followed closely, while Li Xintian and Qi Chengcheng stood guard on both sides of Zhong Lingxi. Zhou Di took a quick glance and said with a gloomy look: "Xing Sen's body is missing."
Zhong Lingxi murmured: "It was probably taken away by his companions."
"Isn't it possible that he came back to life on his own?" Qi Chengcheng asked in a trembling voice.
Except for Zhou Di, Zhong Lingxi and Yi Xifeng, everyone present had a natural fear of opponents resurrected from the dead. After all, these teenagers were young and had relatively weak experience in killing people.
After all, Zhou Di and Zhong Lingxi have experienced several years of experience. They have also experienced the so-called "resurrection from the dead". Rather than fearing it, they find it more difficult.
In the past, when encountering this kind of situation, the enemy mostly used this advantage to give the enemy a hint of invincibility, thus gaining a tactical advantage.
The way to deal with this kind of psychological warfare is actually very simple. Just like Yi Xifeng said, you don't need to find out why it is like this. In the worst case, just kill it again.
The fair boy himself is from another world. If suddenly one day, a person speaking authentic Mandarin appears in front of him and says that he does not belong to this world, he will definitely support him with all his limbs! But if the other person wants to harm him or the people around him
, he doesn’t mind letting him end this journey to another world early.
Yi Xifeng was not sure whether Xing Laosan had traveled through time, but he was sure that the other party's aura disappeared. In other words, the other party deliberately hid it. This showed that the other party had bad intentions. The young man raised his right hand to signal everyone to be on guard.
"Leave two and bring back six, not bad, not bad..." A sinister voice came from behind a tree more than ten feet away.
Everyone immediately turned their attention there and saw a figure slowly appearing from behind the tree.
"Xingsen?!" Li Xintian suddenly screamed.
Zhou Di's face became even more ugly. This figure, no matter from the appearance or the wounds on his abdomen and shoulders, was undoubtedly Xing Sen. But it looked very strange. With his shriveled body and pale skin, he didn't want to be alive no matter how hard he looked.
people.
Everyone's hearts sank, and Qi Chengcheng murmured: "Then, that can't be a ghost, right?"
The night in the deciduous forest is as dark as ink, and all kinds of rustling sounds around stir up every nerve of everyone.
Before anyone else could react, Xing Sen's figure disappeared again.
As soon as the girl finished speaking, she saw Qi Chengcheng's internal energy bulging, leaving an afterimage of the young man on the spot as he slashed at Zhong Lingxi with his sword!
The girl was startled at first, her eyes flashed and she instantly understood the reason. She turned the blue moon-colored dagger in her hand and made a "back sword gesture".
"First!"
A deep voice suddenly sounded from behind Zhong Lingxi.
A dark figure was standing less than a foot behind her, and a dark fist hit the girl directly. The inner strength contained in it made her feel desperate.
In the midst of lightning and stone fire, Qi Chengcheng's sword finally arrived. The blue moon-colored dagger and the silver-white dagger wrapped with explosive energy both struck at the fist light. The dark fist light was only dimmed, and the two daggers
They took off their hands and flew away at the same time.
"Boom!" At the critical moment, a huge stone thorn blocked the two of them, and they were able to block the punch. However, in a hurry, Li Xintian could not muster the intensity of the black stone thorn.
After the two daggers flew away, the fist light smashed the huge stone thorn into pieces, but both of them were knocked unconscious by the flying stones.
Li Xintian and Zhou Di immediately rushed to the unconscious two people, while Lin Fenghuo and Yi Xifeng faced each other with swords and swords. The black figure did not want to fight, turned around and retreated into the night, Yi Xifeng did not dare to easily
Chase, for fear of falling into the opponent's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
Immediately afterwards, the four people adjusted their positions. Li Xintian squatted between the unconscious two people, pressing his hands on the ground, ready to launch stone thorns to resist the sneak attack of the black shadow. The remaining three people followed the three talents formation to surround him in the middle.
Lin Fenghuo whispered urgently: "How could it be so fast? One moment he was more than ten feet away, and in the blink of an eye he could sneak attack on the back of our team!"
Yi Xifeng slowly shook his head, but he also realized that something was wrong. He had seen Li Chengtao's Qinggong, which was the strongest Qinggong Yi Xifeng had ever seen. His ability to move instantly was only four feet away. If it were an ordinary knight,
The teleportation distance of a realm warrior should be within the range of two to three feet. But this weird Xing Laosan was more than ten feet away one moment, and appeared behind everyone the next moment.
If the opponent really has this kind of movement speed and strength, why hide his head and show his tail? The six people on his side are not enough for him to hit with one punch!
"Haha, kid! There are three and twelve floors. You will never imagine the scenery on the upper floor." A low and hoarse voice came from the surrounding forest.
Yi Xifeng's eyes flashed brightly, and he said loudly: "Your Excellency is not Xing Laosan. If I guess correctly, you are his brother, right?"
This time the low and hoarse voice did not answer Yi Xifeng.
Yi Xifeng continued: "You five brothers practice the same internal energy technique, and it is not too difficult to achieve similar internal energy fluctuations. As for Xing Laosan just now." At this point, the fair boy glanced at the last
The big tree where Xing Sen's figure began to appear, then said: "I bet behind the tree, there is still the body of Xing Laosan! You have been pretending to be a ghost from the beginning and have never refused to fight head-on. So no matter you are a human or a ghost, this kid will
Got it!"
Following Yi Xifeng's firm words, white sword shadows spurted out from the sword blade in the hand of the fair boy, dispersing the darkness and gloom around them, and allowing everyone who was originally frightened to gradually calm down.
Xing Laoer, who was hiding in the dark, saw that everyone was no longer as panicked as at first, and a trace of sneer escaped from the corner of his mouth. As he walked out of the dark, he said: "Tsk, tsk, it's not fun! I want to tell you more.
Let’s play for a while, but it’s a pity that it’s getting late, so you can join us together!”
Xing Lin and Xing Sen look very similar, but they are taller and taller than him. However, the two brothers have different personalities.
A warrior above all others. Xing Lao San and Xing Lao Er are both at the peak of the Mang Realm, but Xing Sen's control of fist intention is a step ahead of Xing Lao Er.
Although Xing Lin's martial arts talent is not as outstanding as Xing Sen's, his personality is more sinister. If Li Xintian and Zhou Di had met the sinister Xing Lin before, then the two of them would have been in a more difficult and bitter battle.
When masters compete, it is not only their martial arts strength that competes, but their tactics and strategies are actually more important.
If Xing Laosan is a reckless man, then Xing Lin is an insidious killer.
Looking at the burly man in front of him, Yi Xifeng's expression was particularly solemn, and the Hanxing Sword in his hand flashed with a faint starlight. The young man raised his left hand, lightly tapped his forehead, and laughed at himself: "The brain is really a good thing!