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This is a boxing method created by a white-faced scholar, but the core of it is not in the boxing, but in the footwork.

Just like now, Xiao Yao has no time capturing the figure of the white-faced scholar at all. This qiē is irregular, fast and slow, unpredictable.

The degree of white-faced scholars is not very fast, at least not so fast in Xiao Yao. However, it is still difficult to capture his figure, which sounds a little incomprehensible, but the actual situation is like this, especially in such a situation, which gives Xiao Yao a very strange feeling.

"Boom!" A punch was thrown, Xiao Yaoxun took a step back, but the white-faced scholar seemed to have expected that Xiao Yao would choose to use such a dodge method, so when Xiao Yao stepped back, the white-faced scholar had already forced up, and his fist still smashed into Xiao Yao's chest.

The force of this punch was very domineering, even though Xiao Yao was ready, the force of this punch still knocked him out.

As soon as he succeeded, the white-faced scholar's face was full of pride, and Xiao Yao, who was condescending on the ground, was full of smiles, and his tone of voice was mixed with deep ridicule of Xiao Yao.

"Boy, you're still too young. The white-faced scholar said.

Xiao Yao was white-faced and got up slowly.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled and nodded: "If you say anything else, forget it, but since you say this, then I have to admit it, I am indeed too young, so I can live a little longer than you." ”

The white-faced scholar sneered and asked, "Who told you that if you are young, you will live a long life?" Maybe today will be your death. The white-faced scholar didn't hide the murderous aura on him at all, he just wanted to kill Xiao Yao, and he believed that Xiao Yao knew this very well in his heart.

Xiao Yao previously told the white-faced scholar that he would kill him, and the white-faced scholar knew that this was definitely not a joke, if the final winner was Xiao Yao, then he would be the one who died.

Today, between the two of them, only one person can walk down from the Immortal Mountain.

Either Xiao Yao dies or he dies, it seems that there is no second possibility. They both have reasons why they must kill each other, and in such a situation, they must not be merciful.

Kill Xiao Yao, this is the next task of the white-faced scholar, this is originally his task, so Xiao Yao must die, otherwise, his mission will be tantamount to failure, then his consequences will be very difficult, no matter what, he must kill Xiao Yao, this seems that he can't change it.

And Xiao Yao obviously knows this, he knows that if he lets the other party go because of a moment of kindness, he will face more trouble next, since the white face is immortal, he will not give up the task of killing him, so what reason does Xiao Yao have to leave the other party's life?

So, the white-faced man must die. It's just that the current situation is obviously unfavorable to Xiao Yao. I don't know what kind of strange tricks this white-faced scholar developed, such footwork, there must be a law that can be found, but the most critical problem now is that Xiao Yao can't find the law in it.

Thinking about this, the white-faced scholar once again launched an offensive against Xiao Yao.

His body rushed to Xiao Yao in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, a punch smashed towards Xiao Yao's head, which was also nowhere to be found.

Xiao Yao couldn't avoid it, and was smashed on the shoulder by this punch, and his body flew upside down again.

"You are not my opponent, if I had a knife in my hand, you would be dead. The white-faced scholar said.

Xiao Yao was lying on the ground, his eyes were on the sun, and he smiled slightly: "But you don't have a knife." ”

"I don't have a knife in my hand, but I have a knife in my heart. The white-faced scholar thought he had said something very complex and philosophical.

Xiao Yao stood up, opened his mouth, and pointed at the white-faced scholar's nose: "You're bragging again." ”

The white-faced scholar Yao's eyes were very strange, he really couldn't figure it out, was this kid really not afraid of death? Does he know how the word death was written? Anyway, the white-faced scholar felt that if he was Xiao Yao, he would definitely not provoke the other party at this time, which would not do him any good at all.

"If you don't kill me next, you'll be the last loser. Xiao Yao said, "I found a flaw, but I haven't determined it yet." ”

The white-faced scholar's face changed for a moment, and then he looked at him with a mocking look.

"Do you think I'll believe you when you say that? Do you think your casual words can destroy my state of mind?" said the white-faced scholar, "It's impossible, you can't provoke me with these words, I won't be afraid, let alone afraid." ”

"If you really don't be afraid, if you are not afraid, why do you still chirp so much? You don't say these things to me, you say them to yourself. Xiao Yao smiled, "To put it simply, in fact, now you are comforting yourself in disguise." ”

"It's not. The white-faced scholar shook his head.

"Yes. Xiao Yao seems to like it very much.

"You're looking for death!" The white-faced scholar had gloomy eyes and snorted, his body like a light goose, swept towards Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao's brows furrowed.

He narrowed his eyes, and then slowly opened them, and he looked at the white-faced scholar who pounced on him, and there was not a trace of fear on his face, but a smile on his face, even if he had not fought again, but he had already grasped the initiative.

Such a smile made the white-faced scholar's heart tremble slightly.

His mind recalled what Xiao Yao had said earlier.

Could it be that this kid has really found a flaw?

He shook his head fiercely, expelling such a thought from his head, he felt that Xiao Yao must be lying to himself, even if he himself, he has not found a way to crack it now, otherwise, he will not have the determination to win, Xiao Yao is he an immortal? I don't know, why does he have such confidence?

Therefore, the white-faced scholar thinks that Xiao Yao is farting when he speaks.

However, just as he rushed to Xiao Yao, suddenly, a sense of crisis stimulated his cranial nerves.

In front of and behind him, leaves rose in the air, aimed at him.

"Whoosh!"

Leaves of the trees, turned into arrow feathers, and flew towards his body.

"Picking leaves and flying flowers!" The white-faced scholar's heart was almost broken, this was obviously his move, why could Xiao Yao run freely now?

He quickly turned his body, dodging the leaves, and then summoned the energy in his body, shaking all the leaves away.

This is already a chance for Xiao Yao, and it is still a great opportunity.

A palm slapped, the palm wind gusted, like thunder!

When the white-faced scholar turned his face, the palm had already slashed towards his face, his pupils were firmly fixed on Xiao Yao's palm, and the pupils suddenly handed, and the fear in his eyes was enough to make outsiders tremble when they saw it.

It's like a white face is the scariest thing in the world.

"Surprise ......"

The white-faced scholar only uttered this one word, and in such a time, he could only utter this one word.

That palm had already slapped in front of him, and it also completely slapped him out.

A glimpse, indifferent.

Raised his wrist and slapped a palm, quiet, but in fact murderous, this palm seemed to come from the sky, after taking his life, he drilled into the ground, leaving no traces.

The white-faced scholar had not yet spoken, and he only said one of the three words of thunder.

The remaining two words, he never had a chance to say, his body slowly fell to the ground, splashing a piece of dust, just because of this, Xiao He defeated Xiao He. At the beginning, with his picking leaves and flying flowers, the white-faced scholar became famous in the Neijiang Lake, and the entire Neijiang Lake was known to everyone.

But today, his ghost step fist was disrupted by picking leaves and flying flowers, and then Xiao Yao seized the opportunity and slapped him to death with a thunderous palm.

He was really aggrieved.

If it weren't for the fact that his rhythm was interrupted by picking leaves and flying flowers, even if Xiao Yao learned to slap thunder, he might not be able to shoot him. Therefore, this time the white-faced scholar can be regarded as dying at his own hands. Since he studied the set of martial arts of ghost step boxing, he was happy in his heart, because he felt that this kind of boxing method was simply perfect, and the perfect combination of footwork and boxing was simply impeccable.

But now, he found that he was wrong, and the most direct method was to pick leaves and fly flowers by himself.

If the white-faced scholar could still breathe, he probably didn't know whether he should cry or laugh. It seems that any kind of expression is very inappropriate.

Xiao Yao's unwilling white-faced scholar also sighed slightly.

A qiē is between calcium carbide sparks, Xiao Yao had that idea before, but he was not sure if he guessed right, but the final result did not disappoint Xiao Yao, although he was forced to transport the leaves and flying flowers, but in the end, in general, Xiao Yao still succeeded, he successfully disrupted the rhythm of the opponent's ghost step boxing, and then seized this slightest opportunity, transported the thunderous palm, and slapped the white-faced scholar to death with one palm.

"As I told you earlier, if you still can't kill me, then it seems like you're the one who wins me. Xiao Yao knew that the white-faced scholar couldn't hear what he was saying now, but he still felt that he should give the white-faced scholar some gifts, "You just don't believe me, if you are willing to believe me, if you are willing to slow down, and if you are willing to continue to maintain a high degree of vigilance, then you may not die." ”

A cold wind blew, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, stimulating every cell in Xiao Yao's body. Mobile phone please visit wèn: