Chapter 1598: The Desperate Killing on a Rainy Night 2

Xiang Yufeng did not withdraw his gun. However, the guest in black retreated.

The tiger roaring silver spear, bent to the extreme hatred, bounced up like lightning, like a horse whip, slashing towards Xiang Yufeng's face. Xiang Yufeng's pupils could clearly see the extremely bright silver light.

The frost on the half-segment of the gun also cracked open immediately with the bullet, and exploded on the body of the tiger roaring silver spear, turning into countless fine particles of ice chips, exploded between the black-clad guest and Xiang Yufeng!

He screamed at Yufeng, quickly slacked the tiger's mouth, and his wrist drooped like lightning. He held the gun handle back, and his footsteps below were in a row on the heavy rain, kicking the golden eaves backwards, and looking up to retreat!

However, when he raised his head, the perfect and fierce defense he had woven before was immediately melting from the ice and rain, and his body movements were messy.

The black-clad guest whistled like a gust of wind, and rushed straight towards Yufeng's body. It was ordinary and simple punched and hit Xiang Yufeng's chest! This seemingly light punch was knocked out, and the whole person was hit into a heavy rain floating in the sky, floating, miserable, and ineffective. He changed countless figures in the air, turning seven or eight fights, and finally landed on the heavy rain in the distance very fiercely.

A large area of ​​heavy rain shook, crushing dozens of dead grass. Xiang Yufeng covered his chest and spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he still stood firmly, staring at the black-clad guest in the distance!

No one can fly dozens of feet in the air without any reason, even if he punched the black guest. The huge force that was so powerful that he could not produce a heart of resistance would not be able to knock a person away for dozens of feet.

And who could fly so far in the air like Xiang Yufeng before?

The guest in black looked at the poison needle in his hand indifferently and frowned slightly. He punched Xiang Yufeng on the chest. While Xiang Yufeng was knocked away, he had the intention of exchanging his life for his life. He threw out a needle in a very sinister way, which was obviously very poisonous.

The guest in black squinted his eyes and looked at the distance standing on the ground with difficulty, Xiang Yufeng, and said, "Small means cannot do big things."

Xiang Yufeng coughed twice, coughing up blood, and took out a thin piece of paper from his chest with some difficulty, threw it on the ground at his feet, and said, "As long as you can kill you, it is a good way."

A handprint had been knocked out on the thing like a piece of paper, but what was strange was that it was not the boxing mark of the guest in black, but the mark on the back of a horizontal palm.

When the black-clothed guest was about to hit Xiang Yufeng's chest with a powerful punch, Xiang Yufeng's chest, in addition to the stinging needle of the dark face shot out from his hand, his left arm naturally slid in the wind and rain, and landed in front of him at a very rapid speed, protecting him in front of the vital points.

However, although he avoided the fatal blow, he was still pressed against his palm by his black-clothed fist, and finally hit his chest hard, leaving behind the mark on the side of the palm.

The war between the black-clad guest Xiang Yufeng only began, and it was separated by dozens of feet. It was seen from the wind and heavy rain, and the winner was decided. No matter how well Xiang Yufeng prepared, the huge gap between strength and the magic of the strong could never be compensated by hard work.

From the moment the gun was released, Xiang Yufeng successively used the Tiandao Sect to take advantage of the power of the Tiandao Sect and sent it with the power of Haotian War Qi, and combined the four guns of the Tiandao Sect into the ultimate killing shot of Taoist Xi Zijiu!

And the last needle of the vaginal face and the high-tech heart-protecting plate on the chest were naturally the kung fu practiced by being beaten by Taoist Principal Qingfeng since childhood. Xiang Yufeng relied on the small means of becoming famous. The foundation for the integration of these magical skills was naturally Xiang Yufeng practiced diligently for more than 20 years and had long become a domineering energy that had long become part of his body.

However, even with the long-standing three-hit series of attacks, Xi Zidao Qingfeng, Taoist Jiu, and Haotian's supreme skills, he still did not get any advantage in front of the guest in black. From the beginning to the end, the guest in black! He just took a step back, gave two fingers, and punched Xiang Yufeng seriously. How could this gap be brought closer by hard practice and meditation?

The ancient martial arts world is a world where strong people emerge, but the most powerful people are just a few of them for a long time. Why? Because there is an insurmountable horizontal groove between the strong and the super strong people. If you cross it, you will be one of the few people. If you can't cross it, you will be only a strong person.

In today's wind and rain, Xiang Yufeng was able to force the guest in black to take a step back. He could survive with a punch from the opponent. This incident was enough to shock the ancient martial arts world and make him proud.

Xiang Yufeng coughed blood, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented enthusiasm and confidence. This kind of emotion that seemed a little abrupt in the defeat was not because he forced the guest in black, nor because he survived, but because he had a sense of self-judgment in his calm heart.

His opponent is old, no matter how strong he is, no matter how different he is from an old man, but reality is reality. When he is old, his opponent is old, but he is still young! The most important thing is that he is not his master, the opponent named Master Qingfeng! He just doesn’t face Master Qingfeng or a person like the master, Xiang Yufeng dares to fight and fight, and he has the opportunity to defeat the opponent.

Once, Xiang Yufeng and Taoist Master Qingfeng fought, and only once. That time, Xiang Yufeng was defeated and suffered a very bad defeat!

Taoist Qingfeng did not even take action, but just released his own momentum. Under Taoist Qingfeng's energy, Xiang Yufeng did not have the slightest power to fight back, even if the power of raising his fingers was not. Afterwards, Taoist Qingfeng said to Xiang Yufeng: Now there are no meridians that humans should have in your body, and the whole body has become a thorn, and the energy flows in the body without any hindrance. Whether it is breathing or intake, it is almost astonishing. Moreover, since there is no longer any restriction of meridians, the domineering energy in the body can be practiced and accumulated infinitely until a human dares not expect a realm. How to use it is what it will face in the future.

The strong have their own ways to break through the realm. Some rely on their sense of being close to heaven and earth, and some rely on their cold and ruthless intentions to treat heaven and earth as nothing. However, the way to break through that level is not to ask one's own heart, but to be strong and constantly solid in cultivation. The domineering energy in the body is accumulated into the sea, and the qualitative change is achieved through quantitative change.

This is the most terrifying strength of being a super strong person, and it is just relying on the endless energy and extremely fast breathing and incoming methods in the body.
Chapter completed!