"Hey, how come even Sister Hong'er is dead?" Xiaohu scratched his head and looked at Yan Xiaoyu: "What will happen if there is no one to cook in the future?"
Yan Xiaoyu glared at the strong man with a knife: "It's none of my business. You can't beat me. Go and call more people."
Just now, Yan Xiaoyu didn't suffer much damage from the combined blow of three people, let alone a little tiger now.
Xiaohu held the giant hammer: "There is no one left, only Third Brother is left. Third Brother said you are very suitable for Xiaohu and asked Xiaohu to kill you."
After more than a hundred exchanges of moves, the two of them spent most of the time chatting. Facing a dull man with the mind of a little kid, Yan Xiaoyu really didn't have the heart to take action. He couldn't bring out his full fighting spirit, so he started to move.
My hands also became weak and weak, which was very unpleasant.
Yan Xiaoyu asked unintentionally: "Your name is Xiaohu, right? What will you gain by killing me?"
Xiaohu nodded dully, his eyes shining brightly: "Hehehehe... If I kill you, I will finish the business. After the business is done, I can kill three hundred people."
"What if I don't let you kill me?"
"Why?" Xiaohu suddenly became furious: "Xiaohu insists on killing, why not let Xiaohu kill?"
"Because you can't kill me, how can you kill someone?"
…
Xiaohu suddenly realized something. Without saying a word, he jumped up and struck hard with a silver hammer.
clang!
Yan Xiaoyu held the knife in one hand to resist, and immediately let out a groan. He quickly grasped the handle of the knife with his other hand and thought to himself: "How can this idiot have such great strength? Didn't he show it just now?"
With his mind racing, Yan Xiaoyu noticed that Xiaohu's aura had changed slightly, and he seemed to finally have some fighting spirit.
Soon, the second hammer came down, and the little tiger roared ferociously: "I want to kill people, and the little tiger will definitely kill you, and then go kill more people."
For some reason, Xiaohu suddenly became furious. Yan Xiaoyu resisted another blow, but the force was actually a bit stronger. It turned into fierce fire and exploded out. However, Xiaohu, who had just shouted that he was afraid of the heat, rushed up quickly, awe-inspiring.
Without fear, he raised his silver hammer and pressed down hard.
"Little Tiger - hit people."
Seeing the hammer coming down, Yan Xiaoyu was very puzzled. Obviously this trick was created by Xiaohu. Usually he couldn't think of a name for the routine. For convenience, everyone either added their real names and modified them, or directly used nicknames, like
It's Yi Fan's "Five Spirit Sword Techniques", which was named after the title of the Five Spirit Sword Master himself.
However, this was the first time that Yan Xiaoyu heard such a straightforward move, but he just couldn't understand why Xiaohu could shout so openly.
Just when he thought that there was nothing he could do with Xiaohu's command, he suddenly struck the void with a hammer, and after a loud "clang" sound, he struck again, smashing cracks in the sky seven times in a row, and merged into a huge force.
Rushing down.
Yan Xiaoyu was taken aback. Before he could make a collision, he was hit by the gust of wind that made his whole body hurt. In an instant, Wufeng flashed and struck sideways with his sword.
Clang!
A blow touched the injury just now, Yan Xiaoyu sprayed out a mouthful of bright red, and the body exploded with a huge buffer force. He looked at Xiaohu in shock, and he no longer dared to look down on the opponent in front of him.
Holding the bladeless knife and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yan Xiaoyu sneered: "Xiaohu, I underestimated you, but I will not show mercy next time."
Xiaohu took a bold step and roared: "I want to kill people and read the full text of the Proud Cultivator." The roar ended, and the Thousand Jin Hammer swept across, like a giant fan, exhaling a strong wind.
Yan Xiaoyu's body sank, and he slapped his body with the edgeless knife, making the man and the knife merge into one.
"Swallow the devil."
He raised his right arm and rushed out with a slash, breaking through the strong wind and being swept away by the blow.
The two of them rushed towards each other bravely, killing each other at close range, with their hammers and fists facing each other. Yan Xiaoyu was now united with his sword and his body was as hard as steel. He struck the giant hammer with his palm, and there was a "clang" sound, but he was unable to cut it.
Xiaohu retreated and was at a disadvantage in terms of strength.
"You're not as strong as me. Third brother said that fighting is about strength. If you can't beat me, you'll die." Xiaohu shouted loudly and pressed down hard.
Yan Xiaoyu held the giant hammer with both hands, knowing that it would be difficult to strike, so he simply jumped away. The giant hammer hit the ground, creating a huge crater. The little tiger gritted his teeth and stepped sideways for a moment, then raised the hammer and approached Yan Xiaoyu.
"Such a strong explosive power, almost as good as mine." Yan Xiaoyu was shocked, kicked Xiaohu on the elbow, and used his strength to dodge. The divine aura on his body had just turned into fierce fire, and he saw the giant hammer flashing past his eyes, causing the screams
The wind extinguished the fire instantly.
In the air, Yan Xiaoyu remained calm, his fingers penetrated the void, and suddenly lit up the Netherworld Fire.
"Six Methods of Demonic Fire-Ten Finger Flame Sword."
A ball of ghostly fire suddenly ignited in front of Xiaohu's eyebrows, and immediately slapped his forehead. He felt strange, and soon noticed something strange. He crushed his face with his foot, released his spiritual thoughts, and clearly saw five invisible flying blades rushing towards him.
Come.
Puff puff puff...
The giant hammer swung violently, leaving cuts on the hammer with each cut, but it did not cause any harm to Xiaohu.
Even the masters of the King's Seal in the Hermit Army could not escape this attack, but Xiaohu was able to resolve it so easily?
Yan Xiaoyu frowned and said: "This kid is dull, but he is smarter than anyone else. No matter in terms of strength, speed, or explosive power, he is not inferior to me. He has keen perception and decisive strikes. Fortunately, he met me. If he had
Let him face Zhu Ronggang, Zhu Ronggang will be dead long ago."
This is true. It is also talking about Zhu Ronggang a few minutes ago. Now that he has made a breakthrough and learned the fighting posture, if he really faces Xiaohu, it will be difficult to determine who will lose and who will win.
But then again, if Xiaohu encounters Xia Ziyan's 'Mirror Flowers and Water Moon', Xiaohu will probably die faster than Sui Tianlu, because under the illusion, the two sides are not fighting for strength, but for wisdom. The caster
It is necessary to buy time and kill the opponent as soon as possible. However, the opposite is true for the magician. The longer the delay, the more flaws can be discovered. Once the illusion is broken, the caster will not be far away from death.
…
There was a sudden roar, and the surging divine breath filled his body. During the roar, golden light suddenly rose above the giant hammer.
Seeing that Xiaohu couldn't hold it any longer, it was obvious that he was going to use all his strength to strike. Seeing that the divine aura was getting stronger and stronger, Yan Xiaoyu also read a slight advantage from it, and that was the attribute.
Yan Xiaoyu then roared, released a fierce breath, and turned his hand into a knife. His calloused palm turned red, then caught fire, and black smoke billowed out.
Suddenly the sound stopped, and the two of them closed their eyes almost at the same time. When they opened their eyes, they stamped their feet on the ground, and they leaped into the air at the same moment.
"Little tiger - kill."
The giant hammer struck down, and the shock force dispersed instantly, shattering the void, like a mirror exploding, turning into countless meteors, rushing out.
"Six Methods of Demonic Fire-Taiyi Evil Fire Slash."
The arm man slashes horizontally, the sky is filled with fire and steaming, and the heat wave is emptied, like a world-devouring evil fire, the momentum is unstoppable, the two moves collide in an instant, and sometimes meteors pass through the fierce flames, turn into fire bombs, and hit in all directions.
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Yan Xiaoyu was fearless in controlling his magic. He was hit with a wound on his face and six sparks pierced his whole body. He roared angrily, and the little tiger also looked up to the sky and roared. However, gold and fire were opposite, and soon the fierce fire overwhelmed thousands of people.
The meteors swallowed up the little tiger together.
There were no screams of severe pain, only low moans.
Heroes cherish heroes. Yan Xiaoyu gasped and walked quickly to Xiaohu, but he had been cut in half, and his lower body was missing. Xiaohu trembled weakly: "Brother, is Xiaohu... is he going to die?"
Already?"
Unstoppable blood flowed out of the little tiger's mouth, and Yan Xiaoyu nodded sadly.
Xiaohu smiled slightly and whispered: "This way I can see Sister Hong'er, and... and Brother Tianlu, but...but Xiaohu doesn't want to die, Xiaohu will definitely be good, and won't kill...don't kill anyone, big brother, I don't want to
die……"
The injury was too deep, even the gods could not save him. Yan Xiaoyu sighed longly, watching the little tiger die slowly and sadly, thinking: "Who and what happened can turn such a simple person into a murderous person?"
Ma, a bloodthirsty and murderous person."
…
Xiaohu's aura disappeared, but the battle on West Street continued.
The two of them acted politely, as if they were acting, and seemed to have no intention of hurting each other. Yi Fan sneered: "So you are the person that my adoptive father has been unwilling to mention. So I really have to take your life."
reason."
Yi Xie smiled lightly: "It's really troublesome, can't you talk less? Do you know that talking is very troublesome, but... haha, yes, according to seniority, you should call me senior brother."
Decades ago, after Yi Tianhou, the second genius of the Yi family, Yi Xie, found divine breath at the age of seven. He broke through the mortal world at the age of nine and became a disciple of Yi Tianhou.
At the age of eight, he became the youngest person in the history of the Yi family. His life was prosperous, and it could be said that the wind got the wind and the rain got the rain.
Having such a talent has created his arrogant character. On a rainy night more than thirty years ago, Yi Xie attempted to assassinate his master Yi Tianhou, but failed and fled. The reason is only known to him so far, but this
The incident also attracted the attention of the Yi family. After investigation, it was found that Yi Xie's first master also died unexpectedly.
The murderer found was none other than Yi Xie!
This matter was completely blocked by Yi Tianhou. For such a treasonous thing as being addicted to his teacher, Yi Tianhou did not punish him, let alone blame him. However, Yi Xie may have a guilty conscience and finally left Biyan City resolutely.
Yi Tianhou felt really sad for this, and vowed to have no disciples in the future, and would never accept any more disciples. This shows how much Yi Tianhou cherishes this mentor-disciple relationship.
That's why when he met Yi Fan later, Yi Tianhou would take back his adopted son and teach him as his father. But when his adopted father taught martial arts, Yi Fan didn't understand the look in his eyes at the time, but now he understands that the look in his eyes is not so iron-clad.
, but a kind of disappointment, like an irreplaceable disappointment.
The object he was referring to must be Yi Xie.
This matter has always been a thorn in Yi Fan's heart. At this moment, he had to pursue it to the end: "Brother, my adoptive father has missed you for many years."
"Don't mention him, okay? I'm too lazy to talk." Yi Xie smiled lightly, his mood as usual. It seemed that being a teacher was no different from killing someone, without any emotion at all.
So cold-blooded!
Yi Fan's eyes gradually turned cold, and his attacks became faster and faster: "Then you can tell me why you assassinated me more than thirty years ago, right?"
"Huh? Xiaohu..." Upon detecting Xiaohu's aura, Yi Xie's eyes changed and he gritted his teeth, but soon there was a smile on his face again, and he said to Yi Fan: "Okay, but there is a condition. You and I have different positions.
Opposition, even if you are my junior brother, I have never thought of saving your life. If I hadn't taken away Lu Su today, then I would have been left here by you. If you defeat me in a life-and-death battle, I will tell you,