After hearing the young man's conversation, Zhang Yanshi gave a thumbs up and said softly: "How crazy!"
Yi Xifeng looked helpless, and Zhao Long looked solemn, but they both said nothing.
Hei Rushan laughed angrily at the conversation between the two brats. The man's hoarse voice, like a maple owl in the dark night, seemed particularly unpleasant and terrifying.
The man wearing a black mask laughed alone for a while, then gradually stopped laughing, stared at the three people opposite him and said, "Then give it a try!"
As soon as Hei Rushan finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Yi Xifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Hanxing Sword in his hand slashed diagonally behind him. The black shadow flashed past, and the fair boy's attack was naturally in vain.
"Hoo!" A strong wind came from behind. Fortunately, a golden palm light had already come to him and blocked the blow for him. The person who came was none other than Zhang Yanshi, who used the Fiery Golden Sun Palm.
"Don't worry, just focus on beating him!" The calm voice of the heroic young man came from Yi Xifeng's ears.
The fair young man nodded slightly. The sword strike just now was done subconsciously. After all, it was the first time for him and Zhang Yanshi to cooperate. It was difficult to achieve it right away, like Lu Huahua's perfect cooperation.
"A thousand miles of river!" the young man murmured.
The sword shadows all over the sky were like fish thrown into a fish pond by pebbles, instantly scattering in all directions, and then under the control of Yi Xifeng, a torrent of sword shadows formed and headed straight for the black figure.
"Three Fingers of Desolate Yin!" Accompanied by a hoarse voice, three light yellow finger lights shot directly at Yi Xifeng.
The heroic young man stepped in front of Yi Xifeng and blocked the three finger lights. At the same time, the fair boy's sword shadow attack also arrived in front of Hei Rushan.
The masked man nonchalantly spread the black inner energy all over his body, forming a shield of dark energy like an eggshell.
The shadow of the sword kept slashing at the black aura. Although each sword could only reduce a small part of the aura, and even left only ripples on this protective shield. But in just one breath, this reduction increased.
More than doubled, and getting faster and faster.
Only then did Hei Rushan put away his previous contempt.
It was another breath of time, and the thousands of miles of rivers at this time surrounded the masked man like a storm. The shadow of a sword kept flashing out from Yi Xifeng's Night Sword Hanxing, blending into the torrent of sword shadows, and the man's body was surrounded by sword shadows.
Fine cracks also appeared in the Gangqi shield.
Hei Rushan was unwilling to continue consuming it. If this boy really broke through the Gang Qi shield, although he had a way to escape, the price would still be too high.
As a veteran warrior in the chivalrous realm, he naturally knows how to fight best. Only those who are new to martial arts will spend as much as Xing Laoer did, causing him to capsize in the gutter.
Just as Shui Feng said before, "Even a chivalrous man must save his inner energy." Ignorant people are fearless, and the older and more mature a person is, the more he cherishes his life.
I saw a black mountain figure rushing out of the Gang Qi shield, and reopening the storm of sword shadows, I saw the man slapping Zhang Yanshi with his palm.
"Bang! Poof!" This time, the heroic young man did not successfully block the "Nine Yin Cloud Hand" move like before.
Instead, he was slapped on the left shoulder by a palm. The young man spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell down behind him.
Zhao Long, Yi Xifeng, and Lu Huahua and Wang Bodang not far away were all shocked by this scene. Lu Huahua even wanted to leave Xing Mu and come over to stabilize the situation, but Xing boss was also a cunning person, and he also
After seeing the changes in the situation on the nearby battlefield, he naturally would not let the opponent pass.
Seeing the red light looming in Xing Mu's hand, the girl had no choice but to grit her teeth and turn over to deal with it, because at this moment she knew that if she fell into the illusion again, then they would really be here.
Zhang Shishi stood up slowly, with pain in his eyes. He stared at Hei Rushan and said solemnly: "Are you from the Xishan Huangquan Sect?"
Hei Rushan clicked his tongue and said: "It is indeed rare for people of your age to have such knowledge as you! Unfortunately, you were hit by my Three Fingers of Huangyin, and the physical body's internal defense strength was abruptly lowered by a level.
"At this point, the man did not continue, but stared at Zhang Yanshi with a playful expression.
No matter what they said, Zhao Long and Yi Xifeng ducked to Zhang Yanshi's side and looked solemnly at the young man's pale cheeks.
The heroic young man quickly explained to them: "This masked man is a member of the Huangquan sect, which is a relatively famous second-rate sect in the Demonic Kingdom. The "Seventy-two Paths of Desolate Yin" in the sect are famous in the world! Just because the sect has no young and old members,
Therefore, it was reduced to a second-rate sect. Since the disappearance of the Underworld Demon Lord a hundred years ago, it has gradually declined from a first-rate sect, but a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. This masked man probably only knows these three fingers, but he can't deal with those of us who are in the Lianxia realm.
The warriors who haven’t arrived yet are enough.”
"What does he mean when he says he lowers himself to a lower level?" Yi Xifeng asked.
Zhang Yanshi glanced at the other party and saw that the other party had no intention of taking action. He understood that the other party's use of this kind of martial arts was also a very draining internal energy. In addition, he had suffered serious internal injuries before, and the other party also took the opportunity to recover.
One's own inner strength.
"This Desolate Yin Finger was created by Demon Lord Huang Quan. By killing people's lives, he collects a kind of alien internal energy called Desolate Yin Qi Jin, and then when he uses the Desolate Yin Finger, he injects this Qi Jin into the enemy's body. This kind of
After the alien internal energy enters the enemy's body, it will destroy the original purity of the internal energy, and it cannot be removed in a short time." He said that the young man stretched out his hands, and saw that the original golden blaze and golden sun palm light had now changed.
It became a pale golden palm shadow!
Zhang Yanshi said solemnly: "Because he plundered the energy from others, he cannot integrate it with his own martial arts true meaning. The strongest state is the Finger Light realm, which cannot reach the Finger Gang. This is why the masked man cast Huang Yin
When pointing, it can only emit three rays of light."
"After hitting the enemy, and then killing the enemy, this desolate yin energy will grow a little. The next time you use it, it will be even stronger! According to legend, the Demon Lord of Huangquan slaughtered tens of thousands of people layer by layer to refine these seventy-two desolate paths.
Yin finger! I see this masked man can send out three fingers, at least there are hundreds of lives on his hands!" At this point, there was a hint of murderous intent in the eyes of the heroic young man.
After listening to the young man's words, Yi Xifeng couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
…
But the pony-tailed girl beside her was even more violent at this time.
He was familiar with Zhang Yanshi. Although this captain was usually tepid and sometimes even a bit out-of-temper, she knew that the young man had more considerations and calculations than anyone else. Seeing that the other party was injured at this time, the girl knew that
We can no longer delay, we must deal with this criminal boss as soon as possible, otherwise the five of them will be buried here today.
Thinking of this, the girl whispered: "Wang Bodang! I know you are particularly reluctant to play this afternoon's game. Let's make another bet!"
Wang Bodang was a little confused and asked: "What are you betting on?"
The girl raised the long black stick in her hand, pointed it straight at Xing Mu, and said with a smile: "Fuck him to death!"