Li Moyan didn't expect that this indigenous man would not only attack sneakily, but also attack suddenly, and would use the knife at the slightest disagreement.
He has been a well-known little bully since he was a child, and he has never suffered any losses. Since the other party made a move first, he will not remain so weak. He whispered: "Fat Pig, you hide yourself, I will kill this native
The people have been cleaned up, come and ask questions!"
Probably because Pang Zhuzhu didn't have much experience in actual combat, after hearing Li Moyan's words, he nodded like a garlic mortar and hurriedly rolled around and hid behind a tree.
Li Moyan pinched his fingers with one hand, and Jiang Fei's running figure was instantly seen by him, "Tian!" The giant black sickle slashed diagonally from top to bottom against his body, and the air flow brought him down.
All the clothes were fluttering.
Turning sideways to avoid this attack, Li Moyan took advantage of the momentum to fly into the air. He used his feet to throw back with enough strength. Although Jiang Feizhan expected that the knife missed, he turned around so quickly and threw the kick away.
Jiang Feizhan was a little surprised. He raised his arm in a hurry and caught Li Moyan's kick.
With a soft "pop" sound, Jiang Feizhan used his strength to wave his hand and directly blocked Li Moyan for several meters. After taking a few steps back, Li Moyan finally stabilized his figure. In just one move, the difference in skill was clear at a glance!
"Indigenous people, as the old saying goes, peace is the most important thing. Isn't it a bit too much for you to attack like this?" Apparently Li Moyan also felt the gap between kicks and blocks, and touched his nose and said.
Jiang Feizhan didn't care about him. After all, the priest gave the order and there was not much room for bargaining: "Outsiders, this is not the place for you. Since you think peace is the most important thing, I'll give you two ways.
,Either go or die!”
Looking at Jiang Feizhan's arrogant expression, Li Moyan's heart was filled with 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past. It was obvious that this guy was not as easy to communicate with as he thought.
Li Moyan scratched his head angrily: "No, let me tell you, when I go to other people's places, I always welcome them warmly. Why do I have to kill them if I can't drive them away? What's your logic?"
Jiang Feizhan answered the question: "She was checking something just now, right? You can't just pass by." Obviously, Pang Zhuzhu's behavior just now was seen by Jiang Feizhan, so he was merciless.
He took action against the two of them.
"I'm talking about you guy, what does it have to do with what we are investigating? Are all you indigenous people so unreasonable?" Now that we have determined that the person in front of us is an indigenous person, then through the ages, we have to reason with the indigenous people.
Li Moyan may be the only one like him.
"It's better for outsiders not to pry into our family's affairs." Jiang Feizhan said coldly.
When Li Moyan heard this, his heart trembled and he said, "This is about your family...are you from the Shennong clan?"
The moment the words "Shennong clan" came out of his mouth, Jiang Feizhan's eyes turned cold again. Sure enough, these two guys in front of him knew something. He wanted to dismiss it casually, but since he knew about the Shennong clan, he didn't say anything.
Incredibly, he didn't answer immediately. The huge black sickle whizzed and circled for several times before taking Li Moyan's head directly from his neck.
Unexpectedly, this guy made a move without saying a word. Li Moyan flew back in a hurry, but the huge scythe under the control of Jiang Feizhan kept slashing at him like a tarsal maggot.
After all, he was fighting empty-handed. Li Moyan dodged left and right, so he could only
He tried to avoid him, but Jiang Feizhan showed no mercy at all. Wherever the sickle touched, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
With a "swish" sound, the huge sickle blade scraped across the bridge of Li Moyan's nose and slashed across it. Li Moyan, who barely managed to avoid the blow, used his hands and feet to land firmly. After sliding a few meters, he stood up and touched his nose.
Looking at the blood on his fingers, he finally couldn't hold back and cursed: "You native bastard, you are sincerely trying to kill me!"
Jiang Feizhan turned sideways, controlled the huge scythe with one hand, and said expressionlessly: "Yes, I have to admit that you are good at hiding, but you and I both know that it is only a matter of time before I chop you into two pieces."
Li Moyan cursed secretly in his heart, formed seals with his hands, and muttered words: "Lingbao Tianzun, comfort the body, the soul of the disciple, the five internal organs Xuanming, the green dragon and the white tiger, the battles are endless, the Suzaku Xuanwu, guard me! Be as urgent as the law!"
Following these curses, a burst of cyan light suddenly burst out from the seal in his hand. Then, the whole person was wrapped in circles of cyan ripples, and a cyan Qi was surging all over his body, and his clothes were swaying fiercely.
Sound.
At this scene, not only Jiang Feizhan, but also Pang Zhuzhu behind the tree was surprised. This guy really hides everything!
Seeing that the "Purification Curse" had been completed, Li Moyan became even more powerful. He looked sideways at Jiang Feizhan and said frivolously: "You little native bastard, are you ready to be beaten?"
Before Jiang Feizhan could reply, his pupils suddenly shrank because Li Moyan's figure had instantly disappeared from his sight. Compared to his previous speed, he was now more than a star and a half faster.
Before Jiang Feizhan could retract his surprised expression, Li Moyan had already appeared behind him. Jiang Feizhan sensed this and instinctively slashed backwards with the sickle, but the sickle just circled around his body and did not hit the target.
.
At this time, in the eyes of the fast-moving Li Moyan, Jiang Feizhan's whole body was full of flaws. Jiang Feizhan probably also realized this, and the huge sickle began to dance airtight, instantly protecting his whole body.
Although he was protected by the Divine Purification Curse and his speed and strength were increased, Li Moyan still did not dare to resist the sickle's defense. This weapon made of condensed Qi had its own strength, even if Li Moyan used the golden light
Even though the divine curse protects the body, one does not dare to resist.
The two were in a deadlock for a while. Jiang Feizhan was unable to capture Li Moyan's position, and Li Moyan was quite helpless against Jiang Feizhan's defense. Fortunately, he was still in a proactive situation, and he only needed to wait for the opportunity.
Jiang Feizhan had a gloomy face. Under the protection of the black scythe, his eyes kept moving to capture Li Moyan's position. Finally, he caught his figure. The dancing scythe instantly turned into a black light and slashed directly towards Li Moyan's position.
"Whoa!" The sickle hit Li Moyan accurately, but there was no scream or blood. Li Moyan's figure collapsed and disappeared the moment the sickle struck.
"Bang!" With a punch, Li Moyan suddenly appeared from Jiang Feizhan's side and hit Jiang Feizhan in the face with a solid punch. Jiang Feizhan flew out with a line of saliva.
However, before he could land, Li Moyan once again appeared on the path of his landing one step ahead of him. His heel struck cleanly in the air and hit Jiang Feizhan directly on the chest. Jiang Feizhan landed like a cannonball with a "boom"
It hit the ground with a loud sound, stirring up countless flying dust.
"Huh!" Li Moyan
Landing firmly on the ground, he let out a long breath and said, "Aborigines are aboriginals. With this ability, if I want to bring you down, it's just a matter of three punches and two kicks. What do you mean you are pretending to me?" Li Mo said unreasonably.
Rao Ren, proudly looked at Jiang Fei lying on the ground and said.
Jiang Feizhan lay on the ground for a long time before he made any movement. It seemed that this attack was indeed a bit cruel. He supported his body with both hands. He coughed dryly and said to himself: "This outsider still has a few more moments. It seems that I am
You underestimated the enemy."
Although his voice was very low, Li Moyan still heard this sentence, and his eyes suddenly trembled in surprise. He subconsciously felt that this native bastard had some back-ups.
The reality is indeed like this, and there is no way to take care of Li Moyan's face.
Jiang Feizhan stood up, moved around, looked at Li Moyan with cold eyes, turned one hand over, and used the huge scythe again, then held the other hand on the wrist that controlled the scythe, and pulled hard
, as if the sickle was being pulled, it instantly fell apart and turned into dozens of small black sickles, or to be precise, dozens of small black flying knives, hovering around Jiang Feizhan's body, buzzing incessantly, like black knives.
of flying birds.
The irritated Jiang Feizhan stared at Li Moyan closely. With a flick of his fingertips, a black flying knife flew out, like a black line, directly cutting through the air and shooting towards Li Moyan.
At the same time, Li Moyan also moved, moving quickly again. Jiang Feizhan had already expected it. With a tap of his finger, another flying knife shot out. In a few breaths, all the flying knives had spread all over Jiang Fei.
All the flying knives around him were more than twice as fast as the previous scythe. During Li Moyan's high-speed movement, these flying knives were also chasing after him at high speed, and they were constantly merging and splitting.
"呲" was accompanied by a soft sound, and a line of blood shot out from Li Moyan's arm, while Jiang Feizhan also had a smile on his lips.
As this wound opened, the rest of the flying knives swarmed in like flies that could only smell the smell. Although Li Moyan still maintained high-speed movement and attack, the number of flying knives was too many.
, and the free combination and splitting made him hard to guard against, and his body was already covered with blood.
Moreover, this high-speed movement also placed a heavy load on Li Moyan's body. He gradually began to breathe heavily, and even became dazzled when faced with the flying knives everywhere.
Jiang Feizhan looked coldly at Li Moyan, who was gradually slowing down. This kid was already covered in blood. At this time, he had completely controlled the battle situation, and Li Moyan was just a mouse that was being played with before he died.
As if he was a little impatient with this kind of teasing, Jiang Feizhan raised one hand, pointed at Li Moyan from a distance, and said coldly: "Outsiders, just come here. Although you have some skills, there is still a gap between you and me, so,
You can die!" After saying that, a murderous look flashed in his eyes.
All the flying knives were sensed and flew towards Li Moyan's position from different angles and positions. Li Moyan's body was already covered with wounds, and the pain made it impossible for him to avoid so many flying knives at the same time.
Looking at the overwhelming black shadows sweeping over the sky, Li Moyan secretly thought: "It's over!"
"I can help you find Jiang Lingxian!!!" A voice came suddenly, and all the flying knives stopped abruptly when they were almost close to Li Moyan's body.