"How can it be…"
Seeing this outrageous scene, the masked leader's palm holding the ghost head sword was wet with sweat at some point.
With the strength of his two-star fighting spirit, he couldn't even stop a four-star fighting master?
I'm afraid whoever it is, would have a feeling of doubting life at this moment...
"Uh...ah..."
Meng Bai, whose vital part was captured by Zhai Shuo, had frightened eyes and muttered something vaguely.
"Let him go."
The masked leader's chest rose and fell, and he said in a low voice.
boom!
"Okay." When Zhai Shuo heard this, he didn't hesitate, slapped him unconscious and threw him on the roadside, still looking into his eyes with a smile on his lips.
"Boy, you have the guts!"
When the masked leader saw this, he immediately tightened his grip on the ghost-headed sword in his hand.
"Then, what do you want?" Zhai Shuo threw the green fire sword in his hand and smiled casually.
"You killed two members of my Meng family. I should be asking you this, right?" The masked leader looked gloomy. After all, if it wasn't because he was afraid of the other party, he would have gone straight to the sword. How could he still be like this? It's generally chirping here.
Under the obstruction of a two-star fighting spirit, he was able to kill and capture, something even he himself couldn't do...
"Fight with me. If you lose, you will keep your life." Zhai Shuo waved his right hand, the fire sword stood sideways, and a hot blue wind blew towards the opponent, directly blowing away the cold sweat on the masked man's forehead. All evaporated.
"What a strong tone. Don't think that just because you can kill one of my subordinates, you can be arrogant and domineering in front of me. The gap between fighting spirits and great fighting masters is not as simple as you think!" Wen Yan said , the masked leader immediately sneered. With Zhai Shuo's speed, if he wanted to escape, he really didn't have the confidence to catch up. But in the end, this kid actually wanted to challenge him one-on-one?
"You're right. Facing a two-star fighting spirit, I am indeed no match. Unfortunately, that happened three days ago." Zhai Shuo shook his head and continued:
"Now I just feel that your fighting spirit is not as powerful as I imagined."
"What a shame! Let's take action!" The masked leader snorted, his steps slumped, and the ghost-headed sword was placed directly in front of him.
Having seen what Zhai Shuo had done just now, even though he said he didn't want to suffer a loss, he had to take it seriously if he really wanted to take action.
That kind of speed has probably reached the level of a five-star fighting spirit or above...
"Watch it!" Seeing this, Zhai Shuo frowned, and then used his back legs to push forward. His body rushed out instantly, and a green shadow emerged. The green fire sword in his hand directly cut through the air, bringing up a sharp and sharp wind. Stabbed the masked leader.
"Ghost Shadow Knife!"
Facing Zhai Shuo's oncoming powerful attack, the masked leader chopped off his feet and shifted his center of gravity. He then held the knife in both hands and waved it in the wind. A vague curtain wall of knife shadows rippled around his body. He stepped forward and resisted Zhai Shuo's flaming sword thrust.
Clang, clang, clang!
The next moment, the fire sword and the broadsword came into contact again. The dazzling swords and swords clashed rapidly, and they continuously made extremely harsh and loud hammering sounds. As a result, the two of them were directly in a stalemate!
However, as time went by, the masked leader became more and more frightened. He could naturally find that the kid in front of him did not use any fighting skills, but simply relied on his brute force to compete with him without falling behind!
"Dou Ling, that's all!"
After a moment of stalemate, Zhai Shuo sneered again as he looked at the masked leader in front of him who had begun to retreat. Then he swung his right hand back and the long sword entered his body instantly, wrapping his entire figure in a layer of cyan flames.
"Come and try my fighting skills!" The flame entered his body, and Zhai Shuo's aura, which had become a little sluggish due to using a large amount of green fire to condense the fire sword, instantly returned to its peak.
Then he clenched his right fist, and a substantial flame crystal layer covered his fist. Looking at the masked leader in front of him who was in a hurry due to his sudden change, Zhai Shuo didn't waste any time. Raise your arm back and punch out!
"Ban Cun Jin!"
Bang!
The rich flame aura combined with an extremely strong fighting spirit energy directly made an air explosion sound in front of Zhai Shuo.
"You want to kill me, you're too young!" At the critical moment, the masked leader naturally did not live up to his fighting spirit level. He frowned and shouted loudly. Then he thrust his sword into the ground, stabilized his center of gravity, and then bent his arms. After exerting force, a powerful fighting spirit was instantly blessed on the Ghost Head Sword.
"Stride and chop!"
Seeing the Qinghuo fist bullying him, the masked leader gritted his teeth, took a diagonal step, and then exerted all his strength!
The next moment, the ghost-headed broadsword slashed straight from bottom to top, as if cutting the space in front of him in half. The aftermath of the vibrating fighting energy made his robes rumble. , such power seems to be no weaker than Zhai Shuo's strength!
"You have an intermediate level of fighting skills at the Xuan level, and you dare to show off your shame?"
Looking at the masked leader who was still using a fighting skill at the critical moment, Zhai Shuo's eyes narrowed, and then he roared, and his green fire fist hit the opponent's blade directly!
Ding--!
The extreme collision between the flame crystal layer and the Dou Qi condensate caused the extremely harsh metal knocking sound, mixed with a hot energy aftermath, to hit Zhai Shuo and the two of them one by one, and the ground under their feet was all It was swept into a mess.
But even so, the two of them did not retreat at all, once again showing a stalemate. Where the fire fist and the blade were in contact, an energy that distorted the air was colliding fiercely.
This collision not only caused the masked leader's sword to gradually become illusory, but even the actual crystal layer on Zhai Shuo's fist had a tendency to melt...
Although the former only used Xuan-level intermediate fighting skills, he relied on his hard strength that far exceeded Zhai Shuo to receive Zhai Shuo's full blow.
Although, it was only for a short while.
After a few breaths, the masked leader began to feel weak, veins appeared on his forehead, and the hands holding the sword gradually began to tremble.
"Is this the end of the crossbow..."
Zhai Shuo, who noticed the other party's condition, raised a stern smile on his lips.
However, the masked leader who had just noticed his smile felt a huge sense of crisis in his heart, which instantly made his scalp numb. That shuddering feeling, as if the next moment, he would... Will be buried here!
Before the masked leader could respond, Zhai Shuo's body suddenly erupted with a more powerful aura than before. The aura was extremely powerful, yet fleeting.
"Break it for me!"
As Zhai Shuo shouted angrily, the flame crystal light on his right fist that was about to disappear once again condensed into reality. At the same time, a sudden and terrifying power surged out from the crystal light. In the blink of an eye, It was all poured onto the masked leader's ghost-headed sword.
Bang!
"You..." As expected, under the incredulous gaze of the masked leader, the ghost-headed sword in his hand was directly shaken to pieces by Zhai Shuo's power. The former was unable to react in time, and an irresistible terrifying wind , followed by pressure on his chest...
boom--
"Uh-huh...!"
After receiving such a heavy blow, the masked leader only had time to let out a muffled groan before his whole body was shot backwards like a bowed shrimp, smashing a big hole in the pavilion where Zhai Shuo was previously.
The dust was flying, the figures were buried, and the pavilion was in ruins.
"Vulnerable!"
Zhai Shuo withdrew his flaming fist and stood quietly with a smile, his dark pupils staring indifferently at the dilapidated pavilion in front of him. In his eyes, the early fighting spirit could no longer pose any threat to him.
He has only learned two kinds of fighting skills so far, and although they are both only high-level Xuan-level fighting skills, these two types of fighting skills will be comparable to the low-level fighting skills of the Earth-level after they are mastered.
With this level of fighting skills, as long as he displays a little bit of fighting skills, combined with his own extraordinary foundation, there is no doubt that he can defeat the enemy beyond the fighting spirit level.
Unless the other party is like him and has the background of this kind of leapfrog combat, but I am afraid that I can count them on one hand in this Fantasy Sand City, or even in the oasis, and it is impossible for a mere monk in front of me to exist. On the body of the family secret guard.
And his Ban Cun Jin is also one of the advanced Xuan level. The so-called Cun Jin is to use extremely fast speed and extremely powerful power in a very short distance to burst out an attack that is hard to guard against. A surprise.
Of course, this alone is not enough to qualify it as a half-level one. Its biggest feature is that it can use Cun Jin according to the level of the caster. As long as the level of the exercise is higher, it can be used in the body. The more fighting spirit you have, in this way, you can mobilize enough fighting spirit, condense that inch of energy in an instant, and defeat the enemy at the speed of light.
Based on Zhai Shuo's current Qi storage ability of Huang-level advanced skills, he can only use one inch of energy.
However, when his Yuling Jue reaches the Xuan level or the Earth level in the future, under the continuous bombardment of several or even more than a dozen inches of force, the number of people who can survive in his hands will probably be very few. .
If Mo Cun Jin is not used, this fighting skill is no different from the ordinary Xuan level advanced ones. It is precisely because of this that the masked leader can temporarily resist it...
…
"Come out, I know you're not dead."
After standing in front of the pavilion without seeing any movement for a while, Zhai Shuo rubbed his fists and said calmly.
Although more than half of the kinetic energy of that inch of energy hit the masked leader's defenseless chest, with Zhai Shuo's level, it was obviously impossible to directly kill a two-star fighting spirit.
Serious injury is his most normal end.
"Ahem..."
"Xuan level advanced fighting skills, who are you..."
Not long after Zhai Shuo finished speaking, a figure in black with a collapsed chest crawled out from the ruins of the pavilion. At this time, the masked leader's mask was blown away by the bombardment of the energy aftermath, leaving an ordinary face. And the ferocious expression was full of blood and exhaustion.
Looking at him like this, I'm afraid that even if he recovers in the future, he won't be able to make any progress.
"What? So your Master Meng didn't tell you?"
When Zhai Shuo heard this, he smiled blankly.
"Do you dare to reveal your identity! At such a young age, you have already reached the level of a four-star fighting master, and even I, a two-star fighting spirit, was defeated by you. You are also accustomed to such a special Xuan-level advanced fighting skill. This I have never seen a person like you in Huansha City!" The figure in black roared through gritted teeth, staring at Zhai Shuo with both regret and fear in his eyes. He now regrets taking this job...
I thought I could take this opportunity to build a relationship with the future head of the Meng family, but I didn’t expect that I would lose my life here today...
"Identity? I'm afraid your little heart won't be able to bear it... But Master Meng must have known it, otherwise he wouldn't have sent you to search for my whereabouts... It's a pity that you may not have the chance to confront him face to face." Zhai Shuo He smiled indifferently, and the words he spoke were cold and emotionless, which directly made the man in black's heart sink to the bottom.
"Do you really want to kill me?" The man in black gritted his teeth and said unwillingly.
"Since you are able to come here, you should be prepared to die." Zhai Shuo waved his right hand, and the substantial green fire sword was once again held in his hand.
"You are lucky, because you will be the first fighting spirit I kill. I allow you to leave your name before you die." The green fire sword pointed directly at the man in black, and the fire in Zhai Shuo's eyes The murderous intention has almost become a blood color.
As long as it is someone he is determined to kill, then this person will definitely die!
“…”
Hearing this, the man in black, who was clutching his chest and bleeding, didn't know whether he should thank Zhai Shuo for the pleasure or hate him for his decisive killing. For a moment, he fell silent.
"I hope you won't waste this great gift, and from tomorrow on, you won't be alone. Anyone from your Meng family who comes to trouble me will not be able to escape..." Seeing that he remained silent. , Zhai Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly.
"Ahem..."
After staring at Zhai Shuo and pondering for a moment, the man in black coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood again. Knowing that he would inevitably die today, he simply closed his eyes calmly and sighed:
"My name is Meng Yun. If possible, I beg you to let my young master go. He can't defeat your Lin family..."
Seeing this, Zhai Shuo was not surprised that he guessed his true identity. He just nodded his chin slightly and raised his right foot. Then a blue light flashed and the head fell to the ground...
Looking at the bloodless fire sword in his hand, Zhai Shuo couldn't help but shook his head and sighed:
"Mr. Meng Yun, in fact, you died in my hands, it was not unjust..."
