Pigs include black pigs, white pigs, spotted pigs, and fragrant pigs.
The one in front of me is covered in purple.
The pigsty smells particularly fishy.
There is obviously only one, but the smell is stronger than raising several or more than a dozen!
Purple Pig opened his eyes hazily, and his eyes were like black crystal.
When their eyes met, the black crystal was like a vortex, firmly attracting Tang Wen's attention.
"This pig is a supernatural hybrid and very lazy. You don't need to pay attention to it."
A faint voice interrupted Tang Wen's surprise.
I wanted to ask a few more questions, but he was going through a lot of trouble tonight.
I don’t want to have any more setbacks now.
The spiritual power turned into substance and lifted up the entire pig pen and shack.
Stone bricks, stone bricks, stone bricks…
No?
"Things are on the wall, why are you taking down the pigsty?"
Tang Wen frowned.
As if unable to hold on, he withdrew his mental power.
There was a dull thud.
Pigsty shack, all materials smashed to the ground.
Buzz!
The space seems to have stopped.
The moment all materials fall to the ground.
The old man behind him moved.
The eyes are as bright as lights!
Press down with one hand like a claw!
[Feng Bu Visualization Martial Arts—113 Styles: Pressure of Wind]
This style has the same effect as [Bound by Night].
They are all ways to trap people.
It's just that Uncle Li has been immersed in Fengbu Kung Fu for a long time.
This style, the pressure of the wind, is performed without any trace of fireworks.
What a coincidence!
Have it at your fingertips!
The darkness binds the trapped people silently, as if they were descending from a nine-story building.
It directly shocks people to the spot.
And the pressure of the wind, the spirit urges the air to flow.
Like a demonic wind, it comes not only from spiritual power.
The air in the space of Tang Wen's lower body has been drained.
The pressure on the top of my head suddenly felt like a mountain!
The wind pressure is like gathering, and the waves are like anger.
The scrapyard is spacious.
Li Bo and Tang Wen were separated by thirty to fifty steps.
But Tang Wen can be restrained.
Li Bo bent down and took a step half a meter behind Tang Wen.
[Fengbu Visualization Martial Arts—One Shijiu Style: Tiger Rushing to the Mountain]
A tiger can leap down a hill with one leap.
Wind cut.
Li Bo raised his palm as a sword.
Live broadcast on Tang Wen's neck.
Although Tang Wen is still invisible.
But the palm, which was as dry and black as the bark of a century-old pine tree, accurately determined where his neck was.
Just don't move.
If you move, you will be killed!
clang.
There was a faint sound of gold and iron clashing.
A small arm, as dark as a moonless night, stretched out to block the killing blow.
Uncle Li, whose expression had remained unchanged since Tang Wen's whereabouts had been revealed, finally changed his expression in shock when he saw the forearm, which was as black as ink.
"The concept of hard work?!"
Tang Wen's faint voice sounded: "You are a thief if you are too old to die. It's just hard work, you don't need to be so surprised, right?"
Li Bo's palms turned into afterimages all over the sky.
[Wind Visualization Martial Arts - The Third Style: Rapid Wind and Rain]
Two pitch-black arms stretched out, waving fist shadows all over the sky.
[Dark Night Divine Fist—Second Style: Fighting in All Directions at Night]
At this moment, although the murderous intention is strong.
But there was not much movement.
Li Bo seemed to be sure that Tang Wen did not dare to make any noise.
Wind pressure enveloped the world.
There are constant killing moves in his hands.
Everyone in the old world understands.
Do not show mercy, show mercy but do not show mercy.
Tang Wen finished his sentence and said nothing.
It's not that he doesn't want to say anything.
Instead, his mouth was sealed by the wind pressure!
Seal your mouth and nose!
Old silver coins! Old silver coins!
The ancients never deceived me.
Fengbu's techniques include many violent, noisy, and powerful moves such as wind rolling around the ruined building.
Not known for being quiet.
Not suitable for assassination.
The old guy in front of him was hiding alone in Ganshan City and had been enemies of the Huang family, the largest force in the city, for many years.
I'm afraid I spend every day thinking about how to kill the enemy quietly.
The wind department is dignified and upright, and it is a skill that can destroy everything.
He made it so silent, so silent, yet so powerful.
Even Tang Wen, an extraordinary ANBU, has to say something to admire him.
However, although this Uncle Li is old, he is obviously extremely experienced and at the peak of his powers.
It put him under great pressure.
We can only face it with all our energy.
The black arms collided wildly with the wind-coated fists.
The rapid explosion was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
But the movement, which was not small, was all covered up by the wind pressure.
Even if a martial artist passed by the entrance of the scrap yard at this time.
Absolutely no sound could be detected.
Tang Wen's figure flashed, and darkness broke out.
He was originally invisible, but his body outline was outlined by his own dark power.
One figure, two figures, three figures.
[Dark Night Divine Fist—The Third Style: Hundred Ghosts Walking in the Night]
Three figures and six fists dispersed and attacked.
It's not that Tang Wen made a mistake, it's that this move must be seen by the enemy.
Let the other party be shocked and surprised, and look at one thing and miss the other.
It's like a person with two shadows, and the shadows come alive.
In addition, Tang Wen was covered in darkness at this time.
The main body is still in the invisible state of [Moonlight Clothes].
Completely missing ears, nose, eyes and other facial features.
The three pure black figures looked even more strange.
Old Man Li was not panicked.
The steps continued, and the spiritual power surged like waves.
Several afterimages appeared in front of him.
Although it is not as vivid as Tangwen.
It was like three living people attacking at the same time.
But it is also like an eight-armed arhat, empty and real, and it is difficult to distinguish the true body.
[Wind Contemplation Martial Arts—The Continental Style: Afterimage of the Wind]
Tang Wen's eyes flashed.
The fighting spirit in my heart is strong.
When you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent!
But that's it!
The two sides took advantage of each other.
The ground was splashed with mud, and it was a mess, like a demolition site.
It took about a hundred moves.
White steam steamed from Tang Wen's head.
Li Bo's beard and hair sprouted like a crazy lion, making him look even more ferocious.
Suddenly, the pressure on Tang Wen's head was gone.
The wind pressure receded.
He was surprised, what?
Can't this old thief hold on anymore?
Just when he was surprised.
next moment.
Several tornadoes rolled towards him.
grass!
I can't hold it any longer.
This old man just moved the position of risk control online.
in other words.
The opponent's energy is very strong.
After removing the pressure, he discovered that the pressure was useless to Tang Wen.
Secondly, it makes Shizune's range larger so that he can use more and more brutal Fengbu skills.
The tornado swept up the mud on the ground and the feces in the pig pen.
Attacked Tang Wen.
Tang Wen cursed secretly, not daring to resist.
But he had no other way, and he couldn't break the trick for a while.
You can only use your mental strength to fight head-on.
Dark fantasy emerges.
The nine-story tall building suddenly appeared, pressed on the old man, and then quickly shrank.
[Dark Night Divine Fist—The 9th Style: Dark Bondage, Spiritual Shackles]
Uncle Li's eyes finally changed.
This time it's not pretending.
There was no need to worry about controlling the field with wind pressure.
Both eyes exploded with splendor.
He started the most dangerous and quiet battle of mental power with Tang Wen.
The dark buildings collapsed layer by layer.
Tang Wenton felt the pressure, and his mind went crazy, and the black building was repaired again.
"Slow down! There's a misunderstanding!"
Old man Li, look for the opportunity and speak!
"Misunderstanding? Haha, it's just delaying time, waiting for your pig to recover?" Tang Wen sneered.
(End of chapter)
