Chapter 44; The Wonderful Use of Ancient Martial Arts

Han Bai once commented on Deng Hui's "moving like a mad tiger" in four words.

kept sending out all kinds of unpleasant strange screams and throwing an enhanced version of the small fireball. Deng Hui was very thief. He knew the gap between himself and the other party. If the two of them breathe a little, he must be unlucky in the end.

Whenever the west wind enemy and the blood wolf are ready to divide the two sides and make Deng Hui confused. The last move is broken, the cunning Deng Hui does not eat this set. No matter how enchanting the blood wolf is, no matter how brave the west wind enemy is, he just launches the main damage output to the west wind enemy. The blood wolf is afraid that his master will be injured, and finally Let Deng Hui play between applause.

After more than ten minutes of bombing, Deng Hui felt a trace of fatigue from the sea of knowledge. Although the small fireball only needed little spiritual drive, it was used at high intensity for more than ten consecutive minutes, even if he had just advanced to the power, he could not stand it.

"Flame Knife"

Five small fireballs in a row to distance the two enemies of the west wind. Deng Hui stepped back three steps, roared, held the glory of the Vulcan with both palms tightly, and stroked forward. He knew that the only remaining spiritual power in the sea dried in an instant, and the surging fire element continued to condense the traces crossed by the glory of the Vulcan. In just three seconds, a long half-curved flame knife flashed out of thin air, and the flame on the blade spread around. The surrounding temperature suddenly increased, and layers of fire swept away everywhere.

Flame knife, low-level three-level combat skills, from just to the sun, can barely be used according to the strength of Deng Hui's power. With the blessing of the glory of the fire god, this power alone can be comparable to the middle-level combat skills.

"Cut!"

With an angry heart, Deng Hui blushed and spit out a word in his eyes. The flame knife suddenly turned into more than ten feet, like a peerless treasure knife, standing in front of Deng Hui. As the words fell, a spirit of killing gods and demons, and the momentum of dominating the world surged out of the huge flame knife, facing the west wind enemy. Csle it.

"Black Water Palm"

"Blood Wolf Eats the Moon"

The west wind enemy roared, and his palms hit out in the air. The black water palm marks that had already condensed around him quickly killed the flame knife. Immediately after that, the blood wolf's hands didn't know when he had two more Emei thorns, and his strength poured into them. His legs pedaled heavily on the ground. Emei thorns scratched countless cold awns and gathered into a bloody wolf head. He opened his mouth to reveal his cold tusks, and cooperated with the black water palm print hard anti-flame giant knife.

Since the real strength of the blood wolf is a middle-level third-level new warrior!

The two collided, and the water and fire were incompatible. The huge explosion rolled up endless air waves and invaded the surroundings. Zhu Hou took out the previous golden bowl from the sack and threw it over his head. The colorful glow condensed the mask repelled the air waves, and the three Han and Bai inside were unharmed.

With the cooperation of the cockroach Xiaoming, Han Bai's injury has now improved significantly, and there is a trace of blood on his face. The black palm print on his back is slowly fading, and his breathing has calmed down, which makes Shen Bingyan finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally, the wind and dust disappeared. Shen Bingyan looked around and was devastated. The originally beautiful forest has now become dilapidated, as if it had been ** by a foreign beast.

He struggled to look at Deng Hui and the western enemy. The former is Han Bai's only relative. Shen Bingyan doesn't want him to be hurt. The latter is her cousin. Anyway, he still cares too much about himself. Shen Bingyan is gentle and doesn't want him to get hurt. But the scene was not under her control. Deng Hui often used a flame knife, and his whole body was now weak. He knelt on one knee and forced him not to fall down with his hands, but the heavier his eyelids made him look in a trance. On the contrary, he looked at the side of the enemy in the west wind, showing a ferocious smile and was slowly approaching.

"Cousin, don't hurt him." Shen Bingyan shouted, but the west wind and the enemy walked alone and wink at the blood wolf around him. The latter nodded intently and raised his eyebrows and strode forward. He was not going to take Deng Hui's life, but cut his hamstrings, then broke his sea of knowledge and let him become a "living dead man".

"Well, Master Xifeng, you made such a big noise and caused people's lives. Even the city owner is not easy to end."

A low voice sounded, and a figure flew out in front of Deng Hui. Shen Bingyan saw the person and shouted in surprise, "Uncle Ao, you're here."

The person who came is Shen Ao, the housekeeper of the city lord's mansion! The reason why no one has inquired about such a big movement so far is that Shen Ao lodged from the middle that picking up Shen Bingyan from school every day is his most important job.

The blood wolf has been following the west wind enemy for more than a year. He knows the personality of this master very well. If people don't offend me, I will offend others. If people offend me, I will find my father, which is his most authentic portrayal. Originally, he was not a good stubble. Previously, he was humiliated by Deng Hui. For the first time in his life, the blood wolf said domineeringly, "What are you? This boy hurt the second young master of Xifeng. Not to mention this small Tianwu City, which is the Holy Emperor City, the capital of the Federation of East Asia, no one can protect him." After saying that, the blood wolf looked at Shen Ao with a blue face. A strange pleasure rose in his heart and couldn't help sighing why his young master liked to rely on the arrogance of his family so much.

His face was uncertain. Hearing Shen Bingyan's unstoppable plea behind him, Shen Ao turned around and shook his head helplessly, and his eyes were full of bitterness. Although Shen Wuji is the master of a city, compared with the four major families, it is a world of difference. In this era, strength is the only basis for you to stand up.

With a ferocious smile, he strode towards Deng Hui. Emei thorned flexibly in his hand, and Deng Hui, who completely collapsed on the ground, clenched the glory of the fire god in his hand, but now he can't even condense the flames.

"Brother... Help me..." Deng Hui said a word weakly, closed his eyes and fainted. Boy, you can't be too arrogant in your next life, especially those who are more capable than you. The blood wolf smiled cruelly and held the e-brow thorn. The sun shone on it and emitted a dazzling cold light. Suddenly, the target was Deng Hui's wrist.

Puff~

Blood splashing...

The blood wolf looked at the powerful palm in front of him and held the yellow-level second-level power weapon that he had bought at a high price.

Blood fell on Deng Hui's face, barely propped up a crack in his eyes, vaguely saw the familiar figure, stood straight in front of him, with a smile, and Deng Hui fell into a deep sleep...

"I like your words. You can't be too arrogant, especially those who are more capable than you. I don't think you will live long." Han Bai shrugged his head, and his tone was plain and horrible. The blood wolf alertly pulled back the water Emei thorn, stepped back, and kept a certain distance from him. He was worried that the evil Zhu Hou would give him a powerful power weapon like the glory of Vulcan.

Looking contemptuously at the blood wolf, Han Bai raised his head and showed his beautiful face, with a contemptuous smile on it, "You are also promising!" After saying that, the blood wolf, who was so angry that his eyelids jumped wildly, tore off a piece of cloth from the broken casual clothes and wrapped up the scratched palm of Emei.

habitually pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, but found that it was empty. He touched the heavy black-framed glasses behind his buttocks. Thinking about it, Han Bai still didn't wear it. Instead, he touched the bridge of his nose and strode towards the west wind enemy.

"Xiaobai~"

Shen Bingyan saw that Han Bai still wanted to fight against Xifeng. She knew the strength of the latter, and she was also a disciple of the water demon Sima's hatred. Han Bai could not be his opponent. She was about to pull him away, but Zhu Hou pressed her shoulder and said in an inexplicable appearance, "I have traveled the world for nearly a hundred years, and the only thing I like is It's Xiao Hanzi, trust him!"

Zhu Hou previously threw a low-level power weapon to Deng Hui at will, which deeply shocked Shen Bingyan's heart. Although he did not know where he came from, he was definitely the number one figure from a rich point of view. Such a master praised Han Bai so much. Shen Bingyan's heart was like eating honey. She not only dissipated her worries, but also prayed for Han Bai to look at herself. Don't be too cruel to the west wind enemy.

The two were three meters away and looked at each other. At this time, the enemy of the west wind slowly recovered from his previous anger. He was the second young master of the west wind. He was not stupid, otherwise he would not live today. In retrospect, he slowly admired Han Bai, not to mention anything else, just because of the relationship between him and Zhu Hou. As long as he can establish a certain relationship with Zhu Hou, he believes that he will be more favored by his elders in the family. At that time...

Han Bai touched the bridge of his nose and looked at the giggling west wind enemy with some surprise. He coughed twice. Seeing that he had not reacted, he instantly felt the momentum he had created hard to create, which was disintegrated by the west wind enemy pretending to be stupid.

"I tell you, from today on, Shen Bingyan is my Han Bai's woman!" After saying this, Han Bailang turned around and left. He was speechless. Since he had just been attacked by a fool.

Alsas, the great sage, said that what humans and beasts have in common is that when humans think about things with their lower bodies, they become beasts, such as the west wind enemy is a good example.

The western enemy who reacted happened to hear Han Bai's "declaration of love". He was sluggish for a long time. He came to his senses and was full of anger. He roughly the heroic talent he had previously used for himself, like the ridiculous purity that was obscated in the darkness of the secular world, and his face was abominable!

"Black Water Palm"

With an angry blow, the black water palm print was as thick as the water of the four seas, and the Koreans and whites pressed away behind.

"Xiaobai, be careful~" Shen Bingyan shouted in horror. Han Bai slowly turned around and habitually touched the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, but found that it was empty. At this time, the tyrannical momentum of the black water palm print came, and the one-meter-long palm print made a deep mark on the ground. The middle-level water battle skill was original by Sima's hatred. It is said that it can be comparable to high-level combat skills. At this moment, it was angered by the enemy of the west wind, and its power was one point higher than before.

Tear away the blood-stained, seemingly sticky casual clothes, revealing the strong muscles of the upper body, large bruises, ferocious scars, black burns, and each scar represents Han Bai's unyieldingness.

"Thunderstorming"

A single palm was launched, and an invisible airflow enveloped the black water palm print, and the true air was dense on the water element. The west wind enemy found in horror that his spiritual power and the black water palm print completely lost contact.

Ancient martial arts, a mysterious cultivation method, seizes the skill of creation and becomes a unique series. Alsace, the wise man who worshipped foreign beasts in those years, is even more respected. The root of ancient martial arts is the illusory true spirit, and rumors have incredible wonderful uses.

"Inv!" Han Bai opened his legs and closed his palm. The black water palm print covered by thunder followed his control, and since he dissipated all the prestige above.

"Return it to you" Han Bai smiled coldly, moved, carried up the black water palm print under his control, and poked out his palms, causing thunder from the lower abdomen of Dantian to flourish, and pushed it heavily into the stunned west wind enemy.

If you don't die in a disaster, you will be blessed! Although Han Bai was slapped by the west wind and the enemy this time, the cold water entered the body and was full of aggressive destruction of the meridians in his body. Unexpectedly, Han Bai's physical hardened his body these days because of looking for moon marks, because the lightning skills were not as pure as thunder and lightning, and some of the casters' own characteristics were mixed in it, resulting in some mutations in lightning, and even attracting thunder. It can't be swallowed, so he has been very weak recently. However, the invasion of cold water and water gas conflicted with the mutant thunder and lightning in Han Bai's body. Finally, the thunder force picked up the cheap and absorbed it all of it. Not only was the real qi thicker, but also vaguely ignored the effect of the lightning resistance.