The moment Lin Fenghuo was attacked, Yi Xifeng didn't care about anything else and rushed over.
Looking at the fair-skinned young man approaching quickly, Xing Lin's lips became even more playful.
In fact, from the very beginning, Xing Lin wanted to tease these little brats. It wasn’t that he had any evil intentions, the main reason was that Xing Laoer had just broken through to the realm of chivalrous people and was not yet coordinated with his own inner strength. He urgently needed to pass through constant
Fight to familiarize yourself with the changes in your internal strength and become proficient in the use of Quan Yi Quan Gang.
The six people in front of him were the most suitable training targets. Xing Laoer saw the fair-skinned young man rushing forward, the red light in his hand flashing, and another "Netherworld Fantasy Demon Fist".
Yi Xifeng looked at the flashing red light in the opponent's hand, but his eyes were as calm as a deep pool. He turned the inner energy in his body at full speed, and saw that the Night Sword Hanxing, which originally only showed a faint starlight, suddenly burst into stars.
"Flying Star!"
Accompanied by Yi Xifeng's low shout.
The fair-skinned young man dove headlong into the oncoming red light. As expected, he just felt that the object in front of him turned red for an instant, and then returned to normal. The young man's sword blade had already reached in front of Xing Laoer.
"Lingxi Sword!"
Before the other party could recover from his shock, Yi Xifeng stabbed the burly man in the heart with his sword.
"Poof!" I saw that the sword that was originally a sure hit was avoided by Xing Laoer. The speed of the movement of the knight was evident!
The young man's sword only left a small blood mark on the opponent's shoulder.
Xing Lin did not look at his injured left shoulder, but looked at the fair boy in front of him solemnly, and asked aloud: "How did you resist my soul attack?"
Xing Lin did not hide the fact that he could perform soul attacks.
Yi Xifeng shrugged and said, "I'm born with it!"
"Impossible! No one is born with a strong soul. Even if it is strong, there will not be a big difference! You must have mastered a method that can cultivate your own soul!" The burly man said with a stern look, "So tell me,
I can promise you to let you go!"
Yi Xifeng smiled and said: "Master Xing Er, you are not as practical as Xing Laowu. If I really mastered a technique that can resist your soul attack, will your Xingwu Hall really let me go?
?You must be the first person to kill me after I tell you!"
Xing Lin looked at Yi Xifeng with a gloomy look and said, "What do you want?"
The fair boy showed a shy smile and said: "Kill you!"
…
Surprisingly, Xing Laoer didn't get angry, but looked at Yi Xifeng with a deep look on his face, "You don't look like a brainless person. You said something to anger me at this time. Do you want to force me to do something?"
Yi Xifeng's face turned livid in an instant, and he said bitterly: "If you don't kill me, I will announce this technique to all the sects in the world. By then, what will your Xingwu Hall have to stand on?"
place?"
Xing Lin didn't care about the young man's threat and continued: "There are only two reasons for me to take action. Either you are simply seeking death; or you want me to take action against you first to protect others."
As he spoke, the man stretched out his thumb, pointed behind his back, and said, "Tell me the secret of the technique! Or I'll kill the three people behind you!" Xing Laoer said with a smile.
Yi Xifeng did not look at Li Xintian and others behind the man, but still stared into their eyes and said calmly: "You go ahead and kill them, I'm not familiar with them.
"Oh? In that case..." The burly man didn't waste any words. He casually swept an internal energy shock and attacked Li Xintian and others.
Yi Xifeng's body flashed, and the next moment he appeared next to Li Xintian, swinging his sword horizontally, and swords were everywhere!
More than a hundred sword shadows erupted from the scabbard on the boy's back. Different from the sharpness of the "Thousand Miles of Rivers" sword shadow, the sword shadows released by the sword curtain in all directions focused more on one's own defensive capabilities.
The shadow of a sword rotated around the fair boy, forming a circular storm, heavily surrounding Yi Xifeng and others under the sword curtain.
The inner energy trembled and broke through the layers of sword shadows. It was not until he was within ten feet of the fair boy that all the ripples dissipated.
Xing Lin stared at Yi Xifeng with a sarcastic face and did not urge him.
"You really want to know? Aren't you afraid that your elder brother will be suspicious of you?" Yi Xifeng asked in a deep voice. As he spoke, he secretly gestured with Li Xintian with his hands behind his back.
The girl naturally understood what the other party meant, and Yi Xifeng told her that he would hold the other party down in a while and ask her to escape from here quickly and seek reinforcements.
Li Xintian squatted on the ground, looking at the unimpressive figure in front of him, his eyes full of smiles and determination.
Li Xintian gently held Yi Xifeng's hand that was gesticulating behind his back, and used his slender fingers to write two words on his palm: together.
"These things are not your concern!" Xing Lin said expressionlessly.
Yi Xifeng was stunned for a moment, and then said seriously: "Actually, there are many ways to strengthen the soul. The most effective ones are to read more, follow less, eat less sweets, and sleep more!"
Xing Laoer's face instantly darkened, and he said bitterly: "Boy, you are looking for death!"
The fair boy put the Hanxing Sword back into the scabbard behind his back, and the internal energy of the realm of potential was rolling through the meridians in his body!
Xing Lin looked at the young man with a playful look on his face and said, "Don't overestimate your own capabilities!"
A punch flew out in the air, "Netherworld Phantom Demon!"
Yi Xifeng condensed two masses of white inner energy in his palms, and the shadows of his palms turned into the shape of dragon heads in his palms.
"Wandering Dragon Double Dragon!"
The white palm shadow was supported by the dark fist for just one breath, and the white dragon head turned into nothingness unwillingly.
With a bang, the fierce fist collided hard with Yi Xifeng's palm. The strong Yin-type inner energy raged crazily in the body of the fair boy. The sleeves of the young man's arms also turned into pieces under this dark energy.
Make pieces of rags.
"Pfft!" Yi Xifeng spat out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, he caught the punch.
The fair boy's hands were torn apart, and red blood lines spread under the skin on the back of his hands, which were blood vessels exploded by the force of the punch.
But even so, Yi Xifeng's blood-covered hands still firmly grasped Xing Laoer's fists.
Xing Lin looked at the panting young man in front of him and frowned slightly. At the same time, he also noticed an abnormality in the internal energy in his body. A trace of internal energy gathered in his fists uncontrollably.
Without waiting for the burly man's reaction, the fair boy said in a hoarse voice:
"Youlong four elephants blast!"
I saw a jet-black inner energy drawn out from the man's clenched fists, surrounding Yi Xifeng's arms, forming four dragon-shaped shadows with Yi Xifeng's yang-attributed inner energy, quickly circling, heading straight towards Xing Lin's arms
Come!
A bright light flashed in the burly man's eyes, and the fierce fists in his body continued to roll, and he directly faced four dragon-shaped phantoms.
The fists and dragon-shaped phantoms collided with each other. Yi Xifeng and Xing Laoer coincidentally were knocked away by this huge force.