Nadav pounced on Wang Ruhuang, using a hammer and two fists, which meant that Wang Ruhuang had to deal with three attacks at the same time. Without the metal torch and unable to breathe fire, Wang Ruhuang was like a tiger that had lost its fangs.
Xing Zhaonan wanted to rescue, but it was too late.
After only two moves, Nadav forcefully took Wang Ruhuang's palms, and two holes were directly burned out of the clothes on his chest by the fiery red palm techniques. Two blackened palm prints appeared on Nadav's chest, but Nadav The husband seemed unaware and punched Wang Ruhuang directly on the head.
Wang Ruhuang suddenly felt that his consciousness was blank, and his thinking was as if he was stuck in mud and went blank.
The next moment a sense of crisis came, but he was unable to react.
puff!
The hammer hit Wang Ruhuang hard on the head, and instantly red and white stuff spread all over the place!
Wang Ruhuang's body collapsed and fell to the ground, no longer moving.
"Big brother!"
There was a burst of exclamations from the second floor of a certain inn. From these exclamations, one could hear shock mixed with heavy lamentation.
Then the next moment, the window on the second floor of the inn exploded, and a white-haired old man rushed out with a roar. After landing, he stomped hard on the ground, and his whole body hit Nadav like a cannonball.
Nadav looked at the old man inexplicably, wondering why he suddenly attacked him, but the opponent's aura cultivation was also at the Dacheng level, and Nadav was never afraid of challenges.
He does not take the initiative to deal with the weak, but if the weak want to challenge him, then he will challenge him.
It was another dramatic scene, and the onlookers exclaimed that today's scene is getting bigger and bigger, and all those who have ended up are Dacheng realm warriors. Six people have been eliminated now, and I don't know if there will be new ones in the future. Dachengjing appears.
Xiong Er was also surprised by the appearance of the white-haired old man. He silently took a few steps back. Although he was brave and reckless, he was definitely not stupid. The situation was unclear now, so he had better take a look before talking.
Xing Zhaonan looked at Nadav with a sinister look on his face. Wang Ruhuang's death was very troublesome. He and Wang Ruhuang were partners. If his partner died, if he didn't respond correctly, he would definitely be punished by the three overlords. He didn't want to feel that That feeling, but if he ran away, he would only die faster.
Xing Zhaonan watched the white-haired old man rushing towards Nadav, with a vague expectation in his heart. If the white-haired old man could kill Nadav, or if it failed, he could seriously injure Nadav, he could go up and hit him.
But what about Xiong Er?
Forget it, among Wuhou, the emphasis on partners is much higher than the success of the mission.
Wuhou is different from other intelligence organizations. Its biggest flaw is its small number of people.
Therefore, the upper echelons of the Wuhou organization attach great importance to people.
Before the white-haired old man could get closer, he held his mouth with one hand, and a fireball suddenly spurted out.
"Art fire escape ho fireball!"
A big fireball sprayed directly over Nadav's head. Nadav followed Xiong Er's method and used an iron chain to blow up a gust of wind. The iron chain kept spinning in the air with the hammer.
The wind blown by the iron chain filled with internal force did not directly disperse the fireball, but it also reduced the fireball's momentum a lot. When the fireball attacked the iron chain, it was directly stirred into a ball of sparks by the iron chain.
The white-haired old man's fire attack skills were obviously much better than Wang Ruhuang's, and he could do more tricks.
"Fire Escape, Rocket Technique!"
I saw more than a dozen rockets shot out of the white-haired old man's loose sleeves. The rockets were very fast and shot toward Nadav with black smoke at their tails.
Nadav shook the iron chain, and the iron chain accurately shot down all the dozen rockets.
But these rockets were not solid in the middle, but hollow. As the rockets were knocked to the ground, black kerosene flowed from the inside of the broken rockets.
"Fire Escape, Earth Fire Dragon Technique!"
Hearing a low roar from the white-haired old man, a fire dragon followed the ground and attacked Nadav.
This fire dragon kept jumping on the ground.
Regardless of how powerful his destructive power is.
The splendidness of this song alone has surpassed all previous Dachengjing shots.
It feels like this is a method that the savages on the remote islands in the east are good at using.
Could this white-haired old man be a Japanese from the east?
This judgment appeared in the minds of many onlookers, both covertly and covertly.
Liu Xin has read thousands of books since he was a child. He also dabbled in the history of the island east of Zhengyang Kingdom.
The exercises and martial arts that they are good at are something called "Ninjutsu".
But it's more of a charlatanism and cunning method that doesn't make it onto the stage.
But the white-haired old man in front of him had obviously developed this technique to its limit.
At least in terms of viewing, it has been developed to the extreme.
The fire dragon that keeps jumping and expanding on the ground looks extremely powerful.
Nadav frowned and watched this scene. He stretched out his hand to pull the hammer back, then poured in his internal force and smashed it down hard.
Basically, the moves of the Northern Barbarians have no names. They rely on their strong internal strength, strong bodies and direct attacks.
This time it was like a large knife more than ten meters long striking the ground.
The bluestone bricks on the ground were cut into two sections.
Debris suddenly flew into the sky.
The fire dragon smashed it with its back and exploded on the spot because it lost its path forward.
The moment the fire dragon exploded, a ball of fire sand hit his face.
"Fire Escape, Star Fire Technique!"
These volcanoes are actually made of iron eggs, with hollow cores filled with kerosene.
Nadav has already guessed that there may be a mystery hidden in these fire sands, just like the previous rockets.
Although he is honest, he is not stupid.
The figure retreated quickly while swinging the iron chain to block all the fluffy fire sand.
All the fire oil inside the fire sand spilled out under the attack of the iron chain.
This time, the kerosene was obviously more viscous, and a lot of it stuck to the iron chain.
Nadav noticed something in his heart and suddenly felt bad.
"Fire Escape, fire causes catastrophe!"
As the white-haired old man shouted loudly, a line of fire quickly spread towards Nadav along the chain of the hammer.
Nadav's body was filled with internal energy, and the iron chain shook violently.
But the kerosene was very viscous and stuck to the chain, unable to be shaken off.
In just one breath, the tongue of fire had already burned along the iron chain to Nadav's body.
Nadav had no choice but to throw away the chain. The kerosene was obviously specially made and the temperature was extremely high!
All the steps taken by the white-haired old man were to take away the hammer from Nadav's hand.
With the hammer in his hand, Nadav's threat was much different than with his bare hands.
"Fire Escape Technique!"
Nadav only felt a fiery breath coming in front of him, and his eyes were filled with fire. He only heard the roar of the white-haired old man, but because he had been extremely angry in this life, his tone had changed a little, and Nadav again If you're not from the Central Plains, you won't be able to hear clearly at once, otherwise you might be able to take precautions.
I saw a violent explosion of fire, not in one place, but in several places at the same time.
What exploded was not only fire, sound waves, and air waves, but also some soil, gravel and bricks.
These things were mixed together, making the whole scene chaotic. At least around Nadav, what he saw and heard was too complicated.
And behind a certain group of fire, the white-haired old man's body was burning with flames. He came behind Nadav with brisk steps and a long-handled sword in his hand.
The sword stabbed Nadav in the heart.
Just when the sword was less than five inches away from Nadav's body, Nadav suddenly turned around.
The casserole-like fist slammed down.
The white-haired old man instantly changed his sword move from stabbing to upward slashing!
This move also changed very quickly, and the white-haired old man had excellent eyesight, and he accurately slashed towards Nadav's wrist.
This sword was extremely sharp. If he succeeded with one move, Nadav's wrist would probably be cut off.
However, when Tai Dao slashed forward, what he heard was a clash of gold and iron.
Ding!
The white-haired old man looked intently, but at the same time, he quickly dodged and retreated without affecting his figure!
I saw that the robe at Nadav's wrist had been cut open by the sword, revealing the wrist underneath, which was a pair of steel wrist guards.
The white-haired old man frowned and looked at this pair of steel wristbands.
This kind of thing is also used by Central Plains warriors, but it is used less frequently.
But at this time, the white-haired old man didn't think too much, but he kept retreating and jumping continuously on the road.
The speed was surprisingly fast.
Nadav raised his hand to look at the wristband, and the next moment he pulled out a slender iron chain from his belt.
At the end of the chain are several knives.
This is his second backup weapon.
It’s also what he’s truly best at.
Whip method!
It was thrown into the sky, and a clear and loud cracking sound spread throughout the street.
The next moment, a whip directly abstracted the white-haired old man.
Because there were several knives tied to one end of the whip, the sharp sound of the knives breaking through the wind was like the howling of ghosts and wolves.
The white-haired old man held a sword and slashed at the end of the iron whip. Although he knocked several knives away, two of them actually broke away from the iron whip and flew straight out, drawing an arc and fiercely The ground dug into the back of the white-haired old man.
The small knives tied to the iron edge in Nadav's hand can all be controlled by internal force. With the contraction and release of internal force, these small knives can fly out freely.
Nadav simply shook his hand and put the edge back into his hand, and then lashed out with the iron whip. With a crackling sound, the end of the iron edge was thrown hard towards the white-haired old man, at an astonishing speed!
The white-haired old man put his hands to his mouth and spit out another fireball.
And his figure ran out on the side of the fireball.
Nadav turned the iron whip in his hand, and the end of the iron edge was directly inserted into the fireball. Then he flicked his wrist, and the fireball exploded from the center.
The air wave created by this explosion directly flew away the rubble on the ground.
Nadav holding an iron whip is completely different from the previous attack method of holding a chain hammer, which is more agile and swift.
Although Nadav is better at attacking with the iron whip, the attack power of the chain hammer is more fierce, so he usually attacks with the chain hammer first.
The white-haired old man's movements did not escape Nadav's attention.
The iron whip whipped towards the white-haired old man.
Although the white-haired old man is a Dacheng realm warrior, he is already old after all.
Just when the iron whip almost hit the white-haired old man, Xiong Er burst in with a silver gun and shot the iron chain away.
"Are you a Northern Barbarian?"
Xiong Er's words shocked the entire audience.
On the other side, Lakshen already showed a look of horror.
If Nadav's identity is exposed, he may come under siege here.
After all, no matter what happened before, it was still an internal battle among the Central Plains people, but if a northern barbarian intervened, the nature would be different.
Sure enough, at the next moment, Xing Zhaonan's eyes suddenly lit up on the other side.
If Nadav was a northern barbarian, he would be less responsible for Wang Ruhuang's death.
The battle with the Northern Barbarians is not called a battle;
war!
How could Xing Zhaonan be blamed for the life and death that occurred in the war?
So Xing Zhaonan snorted coldly and roared loudly:
"It turns out that you are a Northern Barbarian and you dare to kill me, a member of the Zhengyang Kingdom. I will definitely kill you.
Holy Sect, you and I should join forces and kill him first! "
Xiong Er didn't pay any attention to Xing Zhaonan, but stabbed Nadav fiercely with the silver gun in his hand.
Nadav also felt something bad. He turned his head and glanced at the chain hammer on the ground. The flame on it had been extinguished. After all, the amount of kerosene was not large, and it burned so fiercely that it would be consumed quickly.
He could not stay any longer now, because he had already seen the white-haired old man and Xiong Er attacking him together, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Xing Zhaonan also holding a purple gold dagger and staring at him eagerly.
These damn Central Plains people!
No martial ethics at all!
Nadav was about to retreat, but there was a whistling sound in the air behind him.
With a flick of Nadav's wrist, the iron whip swept behind him.
The iron whip swept across, and several crossbow arrows were swept in. Even if there were fish caught in the net, they were easily blocked by Nadav.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be the crossbow arrow fired by Jin Yiwei.
But Nadav didn't care to be angry with them, because Xiong Er's silver gun was already stabbing him in the back.
The iron whip was thrown out violently, making a crackling sound.
The iron whip was less powerful than the chain hammer attack and was easily knocked away by the silver gun. The tip of the silver gun was still pointed at Nadav's chest.
On the other side, the white-haired old man had already thrown many rockets.
"Young man. Get out of the way!"
These rockets did not shoot at Nadav, but fell on the ground around Nadav and stuck there diagonally.
The white-haired old man shouted to Xiong Er.
Because the white-haired old man's tone was full of madness and rage, Xiong Er didn't know what he was going to do, so he listened to the old man's words.
Nadav couldn't let Xiong Er escape easily, but Xiong Er's physical skills were top-notch, and Nadav couldn't stop him at all.
Just after Xiong Er quit two or three movies, he heard the white-haired old man roaring there.
"Fire escape, fire kang technique!"
The rockets around Nadav suddenly erupted into balls of fierce and hot fire.
These fireballs did not rise towards the sky, but instead burned on the ground in an extremely depressing manner.
Because the layout of the rockets piercing the ground was particularly particular, when the flames burned, Nadav was actually wrapped in them.
The white-haired old man penetrated directly into the flames.
Xiong Er couldn't help but feel his scalp numb when he saw this scene.
He seemed to have smelled something burnt.
The white-haired old man broke into the wall of fire. Although his whole body was burned by the flames, there was nothing abnormal about his whole body.
"Fire Escape, Cremation Technique!"
The white-haired old man broke into the wall of fire, and Nadav roared and punched him. There was not much space in the fire wall, so the white-haired old man couldn't block the punch.
So does the result.
boom!
After hearing a very dull sound, the white-haired old man firmly grabbed the hem of Nadav's clothes and showed no sign of letting go.
Although his mouth is now full of blood, Nadav's tradition has been lifted up again, and then there is only a click, and the white-haired old man feels that his sternum has been broken.
But the white-haired old man showed a smile and looked at Nadav.
"go to hell!"
The voice of the white-haired old man was no longer so powerful, but these three words still made Nadav's ears deafen.
And there was a chill in my heart.
The next moment, the white-haired old man burst into flames from the inside out.
The white-haired old man's whole figure was like a torch, and Nadav's body, which was tightly held, was also stained with a lot of flames.
The flames burned its skin, causing him to feel biting pain.
Nadav roared angrily, raised his foot and kicked the white-haired old man into the flames.
Then he rushed into the flames again, and Xiong Er only saw a burning man passing through the wall of fire, and then rolled on the ground several times.
At the same time, a purple-gold sharp cold light flashed, and Xing Zhaonan came to Nadav's side at some point. The scorpion dagger in his hand stabbed Nadav fiercely in the firelight.
Xing Zhaonan's hand was wrapped in a ball of clothes. It seemed that he took off his coat and wrapped it in his hand.
At this time, Nadav was only focused on extinguishing the flames on his body. Although he felt the sharp edge coming from Xing Zhaonan, he could only dodge as much as possible and could not counterattack at all.
But at the critical moment, he still missed one thing. Xing Zhaonan was a disciple of the Five Poisons Sect.
Although the dagger was deflected, it only hit Nadav's shoulder.
This method was not considered a serious injury to Nadav, who was tall and strong.
But the dagger was smeared with poison. Xing Zhaonan succeeded in the move and immediately retreated, widening the distance between him and Xiong Er.
He looked at Xiong Er warily, while Xiong Er pointed his spear at the ground, his eyes falling on the fire.
What he looked at was the fire prison that the white-haired old man finally made.
"The art of cremation is just as its name suggests!"
Xiong Er made this comment.
On the other side, Nadav was still rolling crazily, constantly suppressing the flames on his body.
At this time, even though he has the strength and cultivation of the middle-grade Dacheng realm, he has no way to deal with the thick fire oil.
Nadav roared unwillingly, and as he rolled violently, the flames on his body did gradually fade away.
But suddenly Nadav twitched violently, and a hoarse and unwilling roar came from his throat.
After struggling and twitching for a few breaths, he gradually stopped moving.
The whole place was silent. Such a middle-grade Dacheng realm warrior was burned to death just like that.
It is also possible that he was poisoned to death by Xing Zhaonan's poison.
But it is undeniable that the white-haired old man previously relied on his cultivation of a low-level Dacheng realm and his strange fire attack technique to successfully seriously injure a middle-level Dacheng realm.
This is different from Xiong Er.
Xiong Er relies on his abnormal clan-level martial arts skills, and at the same time, his martial arts are basically top-notch.
With these blessings, he has the strength and cultivation to rival the middle-grade Dacheng realm.
The white-haired old man relied entirely on skills.
The emergence of this technique caused some strange thoughts in the hearts of many people watching.
