Chapter 1599: The Desperate Killing on a Rainy Night 3

This is enough to prove that the guest in black in front of him is very weak, and is very weak compared to Taoist Qingfeng.

Xiang Yufeng squinted his eyes and looked at the black-clad guest on the other side of the street. Blood oozed down from his lips. There was a very refreshing smile on his face. He had a rare battle of joy in his life without fear of life and death, and he vaguely smelled a trace of victory, which was really refreshing.

The guest in black also looked at Xiang Yufeng through the wind and rain. His eyes narrowed slightly. The cold light appeared and disappeared. He knew very well. What was Xiang Yufeng able to survive under his punch? It was not because of the sinister blow. It was not because of the opponent's cleverness and the palm that blocked his fist, and it was even less likely because of the ridiculous and ridiculous protective plate. It was because of Xiang Yufeng's combat experience. That kind of experience can only be revealed when facing the death realm again and again.

People who pass by Death will often get the power of Death. This power will make people very powerful.

So at the last moment, Xiang Yufeng avoided the powerful punch. Although it was just such a small move, survival and death were between this thought.

The problem is that Xiang Yufeng is too young and is unreasonable. The guest in black was once the leader among the younger generation, but when he was like Xiang Yufeng, he absolutely did not have the strength that the other party had.

The guest in black narrowed his eyes even more violently. He found that he could not see through his young man. He didn't know how many surprises Xiang Yufeng had waiting for him.

"You are already very strong." The voice of the guest in black came clearly into Xiang Yufeng's ears through the wind and rain.

Xiang Yufeng's face was slightly calmed, knowing that this was the supreme affirmation of the guest in black.

"Only by killing you can be called strong!"

In the wind and rain, Xiang Yufeng had no expression on his face and breathed calmly. His trembling palms looked towards the sky. Every inch of his skin and pores on his body were greedily absorbing the energy between heaven and earth, and a faint layer of light covered his clothes.

In the previous three shots, he was shocked and flew away. In the flash of lightning, Xiang Yufeng's body, which had always been famous for its abundant domineering true energy, felt exhausted. In the face of this crisis, he could not have any hiddenness. He began to regulate his breathing again in front of the guest in black.

Although the guest in black no longer feels unattainable to Xiang Yufeng, the other party has controlled the field with his hands, forcing Xiang Yufeng to fight with all his strength.

Xiang Yufeng's eyes were neither happy nor angry, but they were just calm. The slightly deformed tiger roared and silver speared across his eyebrows, making the cold light burst into pieces. The Haotian battle aura in his body slid slightly in the Danzhong area, causing the rain to splash.

Since sucking away the blood from the blood pool of the Moluo Palace, Xiang Yufeng's daily diligent meditation and storage of the vibrant true energy is like a rain and mountains shining by the fierce sun. In an instant, it is released into a gurgling stream. The water in the stream is increasing, forming a small river and forming a river, rinsing his meridians that are thicker than anyone in the world. It is transported to every detail of the body that starts with the limbs. It is strong and hammers his body. The rainwater under his feet is like a lotus blooming. A flower bursts out, and Xiang Yufeng's body is slanted, without any force but extremely violent, carrying the gun with these two completely different auras.

A lightning-like gun light in the sky illuminated the gloomy world, illuminating every drop of rain, and clearly seeing the edge of the rain!

After the previous offensive, under the powerful pressure given by the black guest, this shot actually shone as the light of the wine Taoist when he used it!

However, facing the powerful attack of the Black Clothing Pavilion, he flew back towards the Rain Peak and fell heavily on the rain ground. He stepped on the rain lotus before, and still maintained his shape in the air. This shows that he was so fast when he went there!

He went away with ease, as he wanted, sharp but natural, but he retreated faster, in a very embarrassing and thrilling way!

The black-clad guest slowly retracted his fist that was straight in the air, the stable and domineering fist. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xiang Yufeng in the rain, and was still silent. Before Xiang Yufeng's shot, the black-clad guest also avoided his edge, so the punch was not enough. Since the previous punch did not kill Xiang Yufeng, this punch must not be able to kill him.

Sure enough, Xiang Yufeng climbed up from the rain ground like an indestructible little hero. He hung the blood marks that were about to be condensed by the cold ice on the corner of his lips. He stared indifferently at the black-clothed guest's eyes, and suddenly vomited blood.

All the omnipotent methods in the world, whether they are speed skills, or the external edges of all these martial arts are based on the foundation of the internal energy and energy. How can the Qi Lake be as fast as lightning?

How can we use those techniques that have already obtained the wonders of heaven and earth? True Qi is the basis of martial arts. Xiang Yufeng's meridians are different from ordinary people, and the Haotian fighting spirit of practice is different from ordinary people. He is domineering and majestic. Looking at the world, he is actually an alien.

However... the body of the guest in black is even more different from that of ordinary people! The meridians in his body are not as grand as Xiang Yufeng, but have no body meridians at all. His entire body is full of luck channels from the top of his head to the toes! The guest in black practice is even more powerful, and there is a natural aura of torture and killing in the violence!

In comparison, if the black-clothed guest is an enhanced version of Xiang Yufeng, Xiang Yufeng is a small monster, and the black-clothed guest is a big monster. Xiang Yufeng wants to fight against the black-clothed guest head-on with his own strength and his highest true energy cultivation. There is no doubt that it is an extremely brave and...absurd choice.

Xiang Yufeng's calm eyes were not at all frustrated, and he narrowed his eyes slightly. He watched the guest in black gradually approaching the ground with the rain. He knew that when the guest in black walked in front of him step by step, it was the moment when he could no longer gain an advantage in body skills with the Haotian fighting spirit.

Blood flowed down from his lips, wet his clothes, and was quickly frozen into blood frost by the cold breath in the air.

The pupils of his eyes shrank slightly. He lifted the tiger's roaring silver spear in front of Yufeng, and his wrist was crossed. He was completely alert. He wiped the blood stains on his lips with the cloth strips tied on his wrist, licked his lips, and laughed, "The punch I just now made me feel very happy."

Since childhood, Xiang Yufeng knew what he wanted to take. From his bones to his skin, he was immersed in the sinister and dark aura from beginning to end. He encountered many storms and powerful enemies in this life. Every time he would try his best to weaken the other party, and use those shameless and despicable means to seek final victory. As long as he could win, he would beat everything!
Chapter completed!