This sudden thunderstorm showed no signs of stopping anytime soon. In the heavy rain, the two faced each other face to face.
"Put down the knife and live. Attack me and you will die."
The yellow-faced man looked indifferent, looking at the scarred demon sword in front of him without any mercy.
His palm showed an abnormal blue-gray color, and there was already a terrifying force on it that could crack stone monuments. It was his famous skill, Iron Sand Palm!
Iron Sand Palm is a popular martial arts technique that has been widely spread among the people since ancient times. As the name suggests, it is a palm skill practiced with iron sand and belongs to the category of hard qigong. There are many sects circulating in country Z.
In line with the original intention of promoting traditional Chinese martial arts to the world and passing it on to future generations, in the early 21st century, some master-level masters jointly initiated and established the Z Country Iron Sand Palm Association. It was registered with a professional certification agency in Xiangjiang and recommended Mr. Zhu Longbao, the master of Huo Style Eighth Level Iron Sand, serves as the president of the association.
Up to now, the Country Z Iron Palm Association, which was jointly established by more than hundreds of orthodox Iron Palm inheritors, has many masters with strong skills.
However, as a popular martial art, Iron Sand Palm, like Tai Chi and Baguazhang, is also easy to learn but difficult to master. There are very few people who can truly enter the hall and learn the essence of the skill, while also practicing diligently for decades.
Fang Lei is the most accomplished among them.
Five years ago, he invited King Zhu Yuan, the president of the Contemporary Iron Sand Palm Association of Z to fight. It only took less than twenty moves to win easily.
You know, King Zhu Yuan is also a strong person on the Earth Ranking! Although he is ranked low, he is still a famous person on the list, and he is definitely not an ordinary strong person.
If Fang Lei hadn't been merciful, the Iron Sand Palm Association might have become President Wang or President Zhang.
It made him the most popular for a while.
After another five years of accumulation, no one knows how far this boss has grown.
After being recruited by the hunter organization, Fang Lei rarely took action. This time, it was also personally dispatched by the superiors that invited him to come out in person to protect Chen Shiyuan's safety.
The demon sword looked gloomy and waved his hand, knocking away the blood on the silver blade. As the saying goes, more ants kill an elephant. What's more, his opponents are not simple. Each one has undergone a lot of actual combat training, and many of them have strong skills.
Although Maotu and Weiyang shared a lot of pressure for him and contained a large number of hunters, he still suffered some trauma that should not be underestimated when he got here.
The effects of the purple potion are astonishing.
During the continuous fighting, his chest only rose and fell slightly. His spirit was extremely excited, and his pupils reflected his inner turmoil. He was by no means as calm as he looked.
The effect that could last for two hours was obviously an exaggeration. Demon Sword can clearly sense the state of his body. In ten minutes at most, he will fall down and never have the chance to stand up.
In ten minutes, can he defeat the enemy in front of him? Yaodao is also asking himself.
He has tried countless times to reach the realm of the strongest people on the Earth Ranking, but he has always been a little short of it. He has been able to reach the final goal, but he has never been able to enter.
Sighing deeply, he knew that everything was fate.
To determine how far a person can achieve, in addition to innate conditions, acquired efforts are equally important.
He lacks both, but he can only stop there.
However, the demon sword is not afraid of the powerful enemy in front of him.
Although he is not a strong person on the Earth Ranking, he has personally killed a master on the Earth Ranking!
He is not only a warrior, but also a super assassin who makes the underground world fearful.
There are only two strong people on the Earth Ranking list in the Seven Kills Tower.
One is a swordsman codenamed Qinglong. The other one is the host who has never shown his skills.
Demon Sword once had a head-on fight with Qinglong, but was defeated in three moves. What's even more terrifying is that the poster is ranked in the top twenty in the local rankings. He is so terrifying that he has no desire to challenge at all.
The opponent in front of him really made him feel extremely excited.
Chen Shiyuan is very weak. As long as he can defeat Fang Lei, then he can understand the past grudges.
If he failed, in the hands of such a strong man, death would also be an honor for him.
He took a deep breath, his eyes were full of determination, and he shouted loudly: "Let's fight!"
Standing with a knife in his hand, he used a strange pace and suddenly entered high-speed movement. His figure actually split into four in an instant! Shooting towards Fang Lei.
The sharp sword light was like a peacock spreading its tail, and in the rich water vapor, a shocking killing intent spread out.
This is the ninja technique he learned in country R, the technique of clone. Drawing on the current environment, it is even more powerful, and its power is increased by three points. Normally, it can only separate three shadows. Now, under the crazy squeeze of the purple potion's potential, a fourth clone fantasy has been vaguely separated.
Fang Lei lowered his eyes and smiled, and began to let the rain fall on him, sliding down without any force, and spraying a curtain of water.
He raised his head, stepped on the stone slab, and soared into the air, like a dragon in the clouds, swimming freely in the rain. His palms were intertwined, and the water droplets swayed out, with different sizes and weights, as if The fantasy of shooting in all directions like bullets.
Power penetrates and illusions dissipate.
A green-grey palm filled with vitality and blood was waiting behind the water droplets. It had no smell of fireworks and freely slapped on the water droplets, accompanied by a shocking roar.
Fang Lei passed through the heavy rain and slapped the frightened Yaodao in the face with a palm.
However, the next moment, the demon sword was completely shot away by Fang Lei.
What is left behind is obviously a fantasy!
The real demon sword had sheathed its sword and turned around, only to see bursts of sword light flashing, like a portal, blocking itself from all directions.
The splashing water drops hit the blade in his hand. Regardless of the force, light or dark strength, they were all transferred by him with a harmonious energy, guided in the direction he hit, and gathered in mid-air. It turned into a palm-sized water ball, floating strangely in front of him.
Reversing the strength, sorting out the yin and yang, the magic of sword skills is fully displayed by the demon sword.
It was as if infinite power was sealed in a small water polo. The terrifying power sent by Fang Lei was restrained by him one by one and gradually accumulated.
The next second, the demon sword in the air smiled slightly, held the seal with his left hand, and actually sent the water ball out.
The water ball dispersed silently, but the terrifying power poured forward with an uncontrollable force, like a lake embankment bursting and a flood rushing down.
This is to attribute the opponent's power to oneself, and then send it out together, just like two people joining forces. After a brief fight, the demon sword used another terrifying stunt of star-shifting! ! !
"good!"
Although they were opponents, at this moment, Fang Lei's eyes lit up, and he recognized the old man in front of him for the first time.
This single move, the miraculous skill of using force to fight, can be regarded as a master.
However, as a strong person on the Earth Ranking, he is already on another level above the realm.
It is a magical state of being attentive to nature and uniting nature and man.
The next second, Fang Lei waved his palms slowly, like a white crane stepping on the snow, leaving no traces. The claw marks were still there, but the white crane was nowhere to be found. The shadow of his palms was clearly visible, but his spirit was completely forgotten, as if he was assimilated into the world. between.
The demon sword's galloping force hit all the empty places with one blow, and I could only feel that there was no force in front of me. The originally terrifying and astonishing power disappeared in the blink of an eye.
There is obviously infinite power, but it is in a void. The void is not real, and the void is stronger than the powerful. No matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to break the void in front of him.
This move, a wonderful response, can be regarded as a model for invincibility. In an instant, the two of them became stronger and stronger as they fought. It was a time when they met their opponents and met their talents.
Even though his martial arts training was very low, Chen Shiyuan still felt horrified and moved.
He knew Fang Lei's strength very well, but he didn't expect that the old man in front of him who wanted to kill him would finally grow to this point.
On the other side, Ouyang Yu, who was watching the battle closely with high-tech equipment, was even more pale, with a look of disbelief on his face.
This old guy really has a lot of good things hidden. The move that happened just now was so amazing that I had never seen him perform it before. He had always thought that he had overestimated the old guy's strength, but he didn't expect that the demon sword was so much stronger than he thought.
If they really fight face to face, maybe, within one move, he will die in the opponent's hands!
At the same time, the power Fang Lei displayed with his movements was equally astonishing. The strongest man on the Earth Ranking was truly terrifying.
When masters compete with each other, life and death can often happen in a matter of seconds.
After the two exchanged a few moves, Yaodao knew that even if he tried his best, he would only be equally matched at best, and it was impossible to win.
His fighting power has reached its end, but the opponent is still unfathomable.
As a result, he felt inexplicably more anxious in his heart, because there was not much time left for him.
Between the steps under his feet, four clones separated again.
For the first time, he held a knife in both hands. The original sharp sword technique changed, and it actually made the sound of a ghost crying and a wolf howling. The rain hit the extremely sharp blade, and there was a faint and slightly transparent evil ghost struggling and changing.
Almost at the same time, Yaodao's body twisted, and all the clones and phantoms suddenly surrounded Fang Lei in various strange postures.
The light of each sword carries the soul-stirring evil voice, as if it has turned into extremely flexible snakes, hissing at the enemy in the center.
In Chen Shiyuan's eyes, he only saw a twisted mass of light, shadow and magic sound, which, combined with exquisite movement skills, trapped Fang Lei in the center and was unable to move.
However, Fang Lei, who seemed to be in danger, did not panic. Although the opponent is erratic, like a ghost in the wind, and unpredictable, he may use the most vicious and strange attacks at any time.
But in his mind's eye perception, the actual position of the demon sword was as clearly visible as a bright daylight.
"Fancy."
Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly flashed, and there was a roar of wind. Fang Lei still looked as calm as before, but his whole person seemed to have moved across the air, moving ghostly in front of a black figure.
This extremely inconspicuous black shadow was about to retreat, but was suddenly stagnated by a strange force. He subconsciously wanted to use the light of the sword to block it, but it was still too late.
A seemingly ordinary palm print slapped his chest firmly.
All the illusions around him disappeared, and the white-haired old man staggered back, leaving seven extremely clear half-inch footprints on the blue bricks on the ground.
There was a sweet taste in the throat, and Yaodao could no longer control it. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his expression suddenly became exhausted.
[Well, after thinking about it for a while, I still don’t prefer martial arts. After this section is over, it will immediately enter a more irritating plot. Some friends have reported that the plot progress is too slow~]
