Seeing Xing Laosan's reaction, Zhou Di was already convinced that the half-step knight in front of him, or Xing Sen, who should be called the half-step demon, had indeed practiced some evil methods.
Whether this is his personal behavior or whether it is the same for the entire Xing Wu Tang, further investigation is needed to know.
There are not as many warriors practicing Yin-Yang level skills in the world as there are at Wanxiang level or Five Elements level. But it does not exist, and Yin attribute internal energy is not exclusive to Yin-Yang level skills either.
There are many martial arts techniques created by incorporating the warrior's own insights into them, which are also Yin-type internal energy.
For example, Lu Huahua's "Thirty-Six Sticks of the Ape Demon" is the most famous yin-type internal energy technique among the Wanxiang-level exercises. The founder of this technique learned about White Ape's Tongjiquan and Wuqinxi, and in order to pursue powerful
The destructive power is eventually transformed into Yin attribute internal energy. It is also for this reason that the destructive power of the Thirty-Six Sticks of the Ape Demon can reach the strongest level at the Wanxiang level.
Seeing Xing Laosan approaching quickly, Zhou Di did not dare to hide his clumsiness anymore and used all his strength to activate the Five Thunder Zhengtian internal energy.
Xing Sen no longer hid his murderous intent. The life-sucking energy that surged around his body was like a thick black mist, submerging Xing Sen's figure. Zhou Di could only vaguely see his scarlet pair of eyes.
's eyes.
"Those who are fighting against the enemy should all line up in front!" Zhou Di roared angrily and faced Xing Sen's attack head-on.
Seeing that Xing Laosan's figure had been completely hidden in the black mist, Zhou Di stared at the black mist in front of him and fired his halberd in quick succession.
"Green Thunder Breaks Evil!" With the continuous thrusts, the black mist around Xing Sen dissipated slightly. But the Fangtian halberd that stabbed Xing Sen seemed to have pierced gold and stone, and there was a faint clash of gold and iron on the halberd blade.
Voices.
Poof! Fang Tianji once again dispersed some of the black fog, but this time the tip of the halberd flashing with cyan light pierced into the black fog, accompanied by a sound of tearing silk, and it felt more like piercing into a rag pocket.
There was no joy in Zhou Di's heart, but it became heavier and heavier. He would not naively think that the halberd blade had pierced his opponent. Thinking of this, Zhou Di immediately drew back the Fangtian halberd.
However, as he expected, Fang Tianji failed to withdraw smoothly this time. The blade seemed to be held by Xing Sen's hand, making it difficult to move it.
At this time, Xing Sen's gloomy voice came through the black mist, "Boy, take your life!"
"Four-armed Pluto Fist!" As soon as Xing Sen finished speaking, Zhou Di felt that Fang Tianji was being pulled by a huge force, and his body stumbled uncontrollably towards the black mist!
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Xing Laosi held the white belt in his hand, placed it over his mouth and nose, and took a deep sniff.
The body fragrance accompanying the girl's sweat and the faint scent of blood coming from the man's hands deeply stimulated Xing Laowu's animal nature.
Xing Laosi no longer held back, and with a big hand, the girl's raincoat was torn to pieces, and the girl's slender legs were exposed to the air. The torn raincoat was still hanging on her thighs, along with a few pieces of lake blue.
Fragments of long colored dress.
Just when Xing Laosi was about to throw himself on the girl, a slight sound broke through the air, making his hair suddenly stand on end!
"Flying Star!" The sword light flashed away, and Xing Laosi narrowly avoided the critical point.
But the sword still passed through his left rib. Although it did not hurt his heart, it was seriously injured. The left half of Xing Laosi's body was instantly stained red with blood.
But at this moment, the person who attacked him quietly stood on the side of Zhong Lingxi with that sword, staring at Xing Laosi warily.
"Is it you, little brat?" Xing Simu asked in surprise.
The person who came was none other than Yi Xifeng, who had defeated Xing Laowu before.
At this time, Yi Xifeng was naked from the waist up. Instead of wearing his iron chain vest, he tore his shirt into strips of cloth and tied his left arm.
Xing Simu was surprised at first, and then asked with a gloomy look: "Where is Xing Laowu?"
"Oh, tell him, he said that I am worthless as a brat, and he went to find another companion of yours." Yi Xifeng opened his mouth and made nonsense.
The coldness in Xing Simu's eyes became even worse, and he said calmly: "If it is true as you said, he thinks you are worthless, then you will definitely be killed by him! You are lying!"
Yi Xifeng scratched his head with a headache and thought to himself: Isn't one of these two brothers normal?
Yi Xifeng chuckled and said, "You're right, but I didn't lie about one thing. Your fifth brother did go somewhere. How about I send you there?"
Xing Laosi, with a cold flash in his eyes, shouted sternly: "Boy, take your life!"
Yi Xifeng did not directly catch the opponent's attack, but instead dodged to one side. On the one hand, he had just used the "Flying Star Spirit Sword", and even if Yi Xifeng recovered quickly, he still needed time to adjust his state; secondly, he
He deliberately lured the opponent away from here. After all, Zhong Lingxi had already passed out. If a fight started here, it would inevitably affect her.
Red light loomed in Xing Laowu's hand, and the black Yin-attributed inner energy gathered crazily from his body. For a warrior who has reached the intermediate level of the light realm, the pain of a broken finger will not affect his combat power, but it will affect his mood to some extent. For example,
Now Xing Laosi, his only thought now is to catch that brat and beat him into a pulp.
The two of them chased each other and soon came to an open space not far away. Yi Xifeng slowed down, raised his head and asked, "Did Zhong Lingxi chop off your finger?"
Xing Laosi did not answer Yi Xifeng's question. His dark fist light was mixed with a hint of red light, "Netherworld Fantasy Demon Fist!"
When Yi Xifeng saw the shadow of the punch coming, his eyes flashed, and he opened his Baji Fist frame. The strong smell of alcohol and internal energy rolled over him. He hit the incoming fist hard with a mountain-splitting palm.
On the awn.
Bang! The dark fist light was split by a palm, but the red light caught in the fist light hit the palm of Yi Xifeng's hand.
For a moment, Yi Xifeng was in a trance, but this time, Yi Xifeng quickly returned to normal, and Xing Laosi's follow-up blow was also in front of him.
"Netherworld Fantasy Demon Fist!"
"The eight extremes are against the heart and the elbow!"
This time, Yi Xifeng didn't even feel dazed or absentminded at all. He only felt that the scene in front of him suddenly turned red, and he felt nothing else.
However, Xing Laosi was struck hard by this blow and was knocked back seven or eight feet away.
While Xing Laosi was covering the wound under his ribs with his hand, he looked at Yi Xifeng in shock and murmured: "How is it possible! The Netherworld Magic Fist has no effect on you?!"
Yi Xifeng grinned, "Didn't your fifth brother tell you? Don't use the same move on the same person twice!"
Xing Laosi's face became even paler. Just now, Yi Xifeng's blow to the heart caused the blood vessels that he had finally sealed with his inner strength to rupture again.
However, what really bothered Xing Laosi was not his own injuries, but the fact that the kid in front of him was able to withstand the red light produced by Luotian's life-sustaining inner energy.
Whether it is Xing Wutang or the Xing Family Escort Agency, the true foundation of the Xing Family is the fragment of this life-sustaining formula for robbing the sky. The young man is naturally immune to such attacks, and has become the natural enemy of the entire Xing Family.