At that time, the sword was only 0.01 cm away from my heart...

Several years later, Wang Dong wrote this sentence in his memoir...

But the actual situation is not a sword, but a palm wind. As for writing it as a sword, it is a rhetorical technique. Wang Dong himself explained this: if you write it as a sword, it can increasingly show the danger of the original scene. If I write it as a palm wind, you might think it is a breeze blowing on your face...

The supreme level master was extremely fast, and this attack was not considered a sneak attack, but Wang Dong only reacted barely. Before he could dodge his body, Lao Kang appeared. With the same palm, there seemed to be a ray of light in the air, completely blocking the palm wind, and then continued to extend forward, facing Chris Feng with a slam.

Then, the two of them had a few more palms, and it was very lively. It was not until Chrisfeng's palms came out that the two of them retreated aside with the power of recoil.

"Ghost Shadow Shura?" Chris Feng stared at Lao Kang and sneered: "The rumor isn't you dead long ago? I didn't expect that you were hiding in the harbor and willing to surrender. It's really not your style."

Lao Kang still had the same dead face and smiled and said, "Why, the Holy See is so slim? This is not the Vatican, this is China."

Ghost Shadow Shura? Wang Dong couldn't help but look at Lao Kang a few more times. Although he suddenly saw him after waking up at night, he was really a bit suspicious of being a ghost, but how cruel he should be with the title of Shura? I can't tell...

"You want to protect Wang Dong? He insulted the Holy See."

Chris Feng frowned slightly. Ghost Shadow Shura was famous more than ten years ago. He once thought he could advance to control, but after a fierce battle in Yuenan, he killed strong men of the same level and slaughtered 13 people on the other side, and disappeared without a trace. It was rumored that he had not recovered from his serious injury and died without any treatment. Unexpectedly, he was under Lin Zhen's hands...

"Holy Church?" Lao Kang sneered, "So what? Are you just a watch that wants to sell and set up a archway in the town? Well, I'm insulting too. Do you want to kill me?"

I have to say that Lao Kang's words are very exciting. The Holy See is indeed a cousin. Wang Dong couldn't help but give a thumbs up at Lao Kang, Brother Kang, a real man!

Chris Feng's face suddenly became gloomy and he said coldly: "You are looking for death!"

As soon as Chris Feng finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot. In an instant, he arrived in front of Lao Kang and slashed down with a knife. The air seemed to be about to be split in half.

Wang Dong took a few steps back. Even if he could help with the battle between the Supreme-level powerful men, it would be extremely limited. It would be better to leave the battlefield and let this old Kang take some snacks.

Lao Kang held his left and right hands out of thin air, as if he could hold the invisible long sword, with a faint white light emitting between his fingers. Then his whole body tilted slightly, and the invisible long sword immediately burst out, directly knocking down the walls of the alley.

When Lao Kang was slanting, his feet were intertwined, and his whole body was like a swimming fish, quickly wrapped around it. His right hand trembled slightly, and his fingers seemed to turn into several afterimages, pointing towards the several big acupoints in front of Chris Fengxian...

Wang Dong's eyes lit up. This is Lao Kang's magical acupoint technique. Once he hits the point, even if Chris Feng is a supreme-level strongman, he will probably be stagnant. At this moment, the two of them have a lot of palm shadows in their battle. Once they are a little slower, they may not be far from losing.

Chris Feng was not afraid at all, and a transparent mirror-like film appeared in the air out of thin air. Lao Kang's fingers fell on it, causing only a ripples, and it disappeared completely.

Wang Dong looked carefully. It was Lao Kang who used his little internal force to create this little effect. Otherwise, the film would probably not move at all.

"The space power is indeed extraordinary." Lao Kang praised, but his tone sounded more like a sneer.

Chris Feng said with a cold face: "Ghost Shadow Shura is indeed as rumored. He has internal strength, but unfortunately it is just a little bit. If it is twice as much, I will not be the opponent."

"Try this trick again." Lao Kang laughed strangely, bowed his legs slightly, leaned forward, and put a very strange shape with his right hand. The originally stagnant air in the alley seemed to be blown by a blower, surging.

Inhale... exhale...

As the last trace of turbid air was spit out by Lao Kang, his whole body rushed towards Chris Feng, his middle finger and index finger together with each other, as if a layer of silver was spread. Under the slightly dim light, it was so dazzling that it was so dazzling that it was afraid to look directly.

Lao Kang was extremely fast. At this night, Wang Dong could only see the afterimages. He could only see Lao Kang spinning around the Chris Wind. His translucent fingers were no longer in shape, but instead looked like a silver line, surrounding Chris Wind, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Chris Feng's eyes did not close for a moment. Although the dazzling silver light made his tears fall, he was still open and he was waiting...

Lao Kang exerted his speed to the extreme. When he reached the side of Chris Feng, he pointed to the acupoints on his waist. This finger brought half of the internal force in his body, and it was unstoppable.

A smile appeared on Chris Feng's face, and he saw it...

A film appeared out of thin air, blocking Lao Kang's fingers. Lao Kang's fingers castrated without decreasing, and suddenly hit the film.

"Stopped." Chris Feng was delighted.

"Not necessarily!" A glimmer of splendor flashed in Lao Kang's originally cloudy eyes, and the originally silver-bright fingers suddenly became even more dazzling. The film was like a layer of ice touched by a red soldering iron. It trembled on the contact surface, and then melted away. It was poked by Lao Kang's fingers. Even though Chris wind quickly flashed, his fierce front acupoint was still pointed by Lao Kang.

Chris breeze spit out a mouthful of blood, but suddenly laughed out loud: "It's worthy of being the Ghost Shadow Shura, it's true that it's worthy of its reputation."

"Exceeding." Lao Kang's right hand was placed in front of him, his fingers returned to his original appearance, and he looked at Chris Feng with a serious expression.

There is a joke about Chris Feng. A guy who was as famous as Chris Feng once sighed before confronting him: "Is there an opponent that is even more terrifying than Chris Feng?"

After the two of them fought, the man died in battle. Before he died, he said, "It turns out that there is, that is the injured Chris Feng..."

Although Chris Feng was not as blood-red as Ji Li's eyes, his condition was extremely strange at this moment. His smile seemed like a madman. He took a step forward and the space was instantly leaping past Lao Kang. He slashed in the air, and the air twisted slightly, and an invisible space blade appeared out of nowhere, directly towards Lao Kang's neck.

Lao Kang stepped on it alternately with a mysterious step, barely avoiding it, but the Chris Feng did not pause at all. He followed it one after another, and the space blades were used one after another as if they were not worth it.

Even if you can't see the location of this space blade, you can feel it from the sharp murderous aura that the invisible space blade has spread all over the alley.

Wang Dong felt a little nervous. He didn't bother to remind Lao Kang, and he jumped away quickly. When the other person had just pounced on the ground, a scream and a loud noise came from behind him. Looking back, the alley seemed to be cut by countless sharp blades, and the walls were full of scratches, and near the exit, the entire wall was cut off.

Blood flowed from the ground, but Xiao Yi was cut into pieces by Chris Feng, and even that complete bone was not left...

Damn, it's so cruel...

Wang Dong looked at Lao Kang. His waist was injured by Chris Feng, and a hole was drawn. At this moment, the scarlet blood was falling on the ground drop by drop, as if flowers were blooming.

"You are very strong." Chris Feng smiled, with a bit of cruelty in his smile.

"You are not weak either." Lao Kang had a coffin face. This was his expression for outsiders.

"I hope to fight you next time." Chris Feng sneered, then turned around and disappeared into the night. He had already heard the sound of police cars in the distance. It was supposed that the residents around him heard the loud noise and called the police.

Lao Kang didn't say anything. When the Chris wind disappeared, he walked to Wang Dong and sighed, feeling a little bit old...

Ghost Shadow Shura is old after all...

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