Chapter 45 Shadowless

The Sword Pavilion is surrounded by mountains. There is no moon tonight, and the air is cold and full of murder.

A man taller than Hua Wuxin suddenly appeared. His legs were very slender, wearing a black and red shirt, showing murderous intent.

Hua Wuxin turned her head, stared at the man and said, "Are you going to kill me?"

The man said indifferently, "Within three tricks, I will send you back to the west!" When talking, people don't know when they will disappear.

Wo!

Fast, fast without shadow, fast invisible.

This is Hua Wuxin's first reaction. He even had an illusion, as if he had watched the Hua family's fairy art "streaming movie".

"God's leg!"

Bum!

Hua has no heart and painstaking**, and his right foot has no signs. It is as fast as lightning, suddenly shooting out like a sharp sword. With a muffled sound, the man appeared and his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Yes, an acquired warrior can actually see this figure, which is better. Report your name and let you die more cheerfully." The man Jinji was independent and kicked Hua Wuxin, but he was shocked.

Hua Wuxin's left foot slightly forward, put on a "three-body style" and laughed, "Your Excellency is the seventh shadowless wind king in the ranking of the ten princes?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"This seat... Daoyi!"

The man in black smiled and said, "Who do I think I am? It turned out to be you. I heard that Chu Sanfei was also beaten as an invalid by you. It seems that you are also fast."

"Stop talking nonsense and let me quietly whether you are worthy to be a prince or not!" Hua has no intention to step on gossip, her body is like a flying swallow, and her fist roars without a shadow.

"Hmm!"

Bang bang!

Shadowless speed is faster, and his figure is everywhere, like countless boxing shadows and destructive counterattacks.

"Earth-shocking arrow!"

Puff!

The peak roared, and a drop of blood scattered on Hua's heartless face. His hands were like awl, with a piece of thumb-sized meat.

This move is a transformation move of the "earth-shock cannon" in "Unknown's Battlegrounds", and it is also a very fast killing move.

Wuying Fengjun and Hua Wuxin leaned their backs. His right-hand forearm seemed to have been pecked by some kinda monster, with an additional blood tank more than ten centimeters long, which was fleshy and extremely horrible.

Hua's heartless chest also had a blood fist mark, and the two did not stay at all and quickly opened the distance.

Wuying's face was gloomy. He looked back at Hua Wuxin and said, "Have you practiced the Buddhist body protection skills?"

"The world's martial arts are invincible, but fast is unbreakable. You are indeed the king of speed among the acquired martial artists, but meeting this seat is destined to be your sadness..." Hua Wuxin carried a punch from the other party. As his cultivation increased, the advantages of the "connate Taoist body" became more and more obvious. The first was that his defense was almost abnormal.

He not only has the "connate Taoist body", but also cultivated the improved version of "Longyin Iron Cloth Shirt". In addition, his martial arts double practice, after obtaining the immortal Taoist fruit, his internal strength and blood control has been greatly strengthened, and his spiritual power is several times stronger than that of the innate martial arts. The other party's punch made him know that the opponent's attack ability is really too Low.

"Crazy! Aren't you afraid of the pursuit of the strong in the Temple of Heaven? Wuying Fengjun mistakenly thought that Hua Wuxin had practiced Buddhist skills, which was even more magical.

"Hahaha..., people are good at death. If you are king at this speed, it will be too disappointing. You can't even break my defense. If you are sensible, tell me the skills you practice. How about I will let you die?" Hua Wuxin also added eight flying knives in her hands while she spoke, and her eyes wrinkled, and a murderous intention pressed down like Mount Tai.

"You...!" Wuying's face was blue and his eyes were shining, and he couldn't wait to eat the flowers.

"Good, I have fought for this cultivation, and I will kill you!"

"Blood-thirsty shadowless, big fire cloud ~ law!"

Wuying suddenly turned his hands into palms, and a blood mist spewed out, turning into a blood cloud about the size, covering it crazily at Hua Wuxin.

Wow...!

The eight flying knives also shot out in an instant. Hua Wuxin moved his feet horizontally, his body surged with blood, his muscles vibrated crazily, and his skin showed a purple color, like a demon.

Boom!

Hua Wuxin grabbed the ground with her feet, roared, shot out like a missile, and continued to punch the shadowless.

"The Yellow River roars!"

Boom...

This is a powerful killing move. The blood in Hua Wuxin's body is like the rolling Yellow River water, roaring and even scary.

Hua Wuxin is like a dragon, and her spine is S-shaped. With a bang, she came to the back of the fleeing shadow, and a palm was imprinted on his back.

At this time, the blood cloud also fell, and the flowers and trees withered quickly began to wither, and the unintentional clothes and hair were splashed a little, so it was not a big deal.

After Hua Wuxin was flying, she suddenly felt a shock and heat all over her head and all over her body. She shouted, shattered her coat, waved her right hand, and a wisp of black hair fell with bloody smoke.

Huh? Escaped?"

Wuying felt a fear that he had never had before. This was only felt in the face of the "Dilong" who was the top ten princes on the black list. He hit it with all his strength and failed to hit the other party hard. The other party practiced this Buddhist physical skills and just restrained himself.

At this time, he secretly vowed that he would retreat and practice powerful attack techniques to make up for his shortcomings in the future.

Hua Wuxin snorted coldly, like a demon ape, jumped up to the sky with another sound, jumping out of 100 meters again. This simplest and perverted movement method quickly chased the shadowless.

Wuying felt the floating and trembling that had never been under his feet. A sense of powerlessness and death pressure made him have a crazy impulse. If it was in his heyday, he was confident that he would have a chance to escape even in the face of the "dilong", but now... he is afraid.

The two ran one after another, and Hua Wuxin sent out a flying knife from time to time to kill each other, so that he kept changing his body and chasing this guy who ran faster than a rabbit.

............

Jiange, Tianjianmen.

A scholar in blue is writing something under the green lamp. This is a pair of paper dozens of meters long, and the ink he uses is indeed a basin of water.

His brushwork is cloudy and flowing, suddenly like a roc spreading its wings, jumping high, and suddenly falling like a meteor, full of a sense of power.

Soon a poem leaped on the paper and disappeared.

"Young master, what you want for the supper." A handsome maid in red put aside with a bowl of delicious wontons and stretched out her white neck to watch the young master write.

Duan Xiaofeng put down his brush, smiled at the maid and said, "Go down."

"Yes, young master!"

While Duan Xiaofeng was eating, a handsome man in white came in for more than 40 years old, then looked at the "white paper" around him and said, "Feng'er, are you sure you want to take over the battle of the world's acquired warriors."

After wiping his mouth full of oil and water, the teenager smiled at his father and said, "Yes, father, I want to compete with Dilong again. If there is a chance, I want to kill the blood demon and count it as an advanced gift for myself."

"Oh, I'm here to tell you that Dilong has successfully advanced, but the end of Qin has come." Duan Fengliu looked at his son with a smile and said.

"Well, it's a pity that I didn't fight with Dilong at the strongest time." Duan Xiaofeng was a little surprised, but it was also reasonable. Dilong was indeed difficult to have an opponent in the day after tomorrow, except for the only few people.

Duan Fengliu said, "He asked me to bring you a word. He said that he hoped you could catch up with him, and you don't have to chase him all the time. For example, Yingtian, Qin Mo and Teng Tianzi are not weaker than Dilong. Don't care too much about victory or defeat. The strongest is the ultimate goal."

"It was the child who was persistent. After this incident, the child immediately closed the retreat." Duan Xiaofeng and his father looked at each other, listened to his father's words, and bowed and said.

"Well, I won't bother you. Have a good rest. Since you want to do it, do it well and advance as a king." Duan Fengliu stood up, like the black hair of the waterfall without wind, and a king's sword enveloped the whole Tianjian Peak.

"The child will live up to his father's expectations and send it to his father!"

............

Looking at the hazy tower, he felt a glimmer of hope and hope of living. He had never felt so horrible.

At this time, he was shabby, like a beggar who was severely beaten. His right arm was disabled, and there were several blood holes all over his body, all of which were stabbed by flying knives.

Wo!

One step, the ghosts don't cry.

Even if he was seriously injured, his speed was three points faster than Hua Wuxin, all because he accidentally got an ancient skill "Wind and Cloud Decision".

Boom!

Hua Wuxin fell from the sky and fell on the wall. He turned around and stared at the shadowless below with a cold face and said, "You said the secret, it's nothing. I'll give you another chance, or not?"

Shadless like a madman, he took out the book "Fengyun Jue" in his hand and laughed, "Taoyi, if you want 'Fengyunjue', I won't give it to you even if I die."

He deliberately said loudly, so that all the warriors in the city could hear him. The man was crazy and began to swallow the secret book.

"Death!"

Boom!

Hua Wuxin didn't intend to let him go at all. His spine swam, and a basketball-sized internal power ball was formed in his body. At this moment, he was like a giant spirit in the heavenly court, shouting angrily.

"Sky hammer!"

Boom!

His fists were as big as basketball, purple and gold, and he bombarded the void fiercely.

The sky seemed to be a ripple, and the air made a squeaking sound. The distance between the two was only 20 meters, and there was a huge sound of drumming, as if the world had broken.

Bum!

A heart finally couldn't withstand the huge sound wave vibration and burst.

Huainlessly picked up the "Wind and Clouds" in the shadowless mouth and quickly disappeared into the night.

Decades later, a team of warriors surrounded the shadowless corpses, and then the masters of Tianjianmen, Liudao Sword Sect and Xingchen Sword School also appeared outside the city.

Duan Fengliu wore a white robe, fluttering clothes and carrying a divine sword, like a sword fairy. He stood beside the shadowless corpse that was no longer inhuman shape and said to the four people around him: "He is the shadowless gentleman in the ten princes of the black list. It seems that he has been chased and killed by the enemy crazily."

An old man in a star robe frowned and said, "The name he shouted before he died was 'Tao Yi'. Who has heard of it?"

Five people talked. After a while, a young man with a black pot lid came out of the city and shouted, "Come on, everyone, make way for me quickly. Let me see who made the sound waves."

"Haiyu, it's you..."

When the young man saw the five people, he touched the lid of the pot awkwardly and smiled, "It turned out to be several seniors. If you don't let your little nephew come to have a look, maybe you can still see something."

Haiyu stared at the shadowless body on the ground and made a doubtful sound.

Duan Fengliu looked at everyone and said, "Haiyu, do you see anything?"

"Well..., don't bother me, my inner boxing master, very high, awesome, no, no... How on earth did he do it?" Haiyu tore open his shadowless clothes and looked at the dense wounds all over his body. His mind quickly thought about the source of each mouth.

Half an hour later, he suddenly jumped up and shouted, "The day after tomorrow, the peak warrior, the master of internal boxing."

A beard roared, "Bad boy, you have always been called a master, just an acquired martial artist, a tall ass!"

"You..., what do you know? Have you seen the wounds on his whole body? I promise that this person's control of himself has reached an incredible level. If he is not weak and not good at light skills, he is afraid that he can't catch the other party's ten moves." Haiyu stared at his beard and said angrily.

When everyone heard the words, they looked at each other and said in surprise, "Is this... the boy from the Teng family?"

Haiyu smiled awkwardly: "I don't know about this, but according to my feeling, it's not like the Teng family. They have always been good at fighting, but they are not good at this kind of sound wave heartbreak and extremely high control, but it is not ruled out."

I'm afraid Hua Wuxin didn't know. Soon after he left, he was cracked a lot of important information by a talented disciple of Yao Wangshan, and even guessed that he was not good at light skills.