Li Shixun was shocked, he didn't expect that this Japanese man would kill the killer after the Shaolin disciple admitted defeat, he quickly raised his hand and shouted: "Stop!" Then he raised his right hand and waved out a breath of true qi, and his body slammed into the middle of the two.

But at this moment, "pop", a palm of the Japanese people had been firmly imprinted on the chest of the Shaolin disciple, and the Shaolin disciple snorted and flew backwards like a broken kite.

At the same time, the Japanese people turned around like lightning, the cold light in their eyes was pressing, and with a raised left hand, a cold light with a fishy smell flew towards Li Shixun suddenly.

Li Shixun's face changed, his right hand shook, and a short sword suddenly flashed out of his sleeve, and it flashed upwards like lightning. "Bell", with a crisp sound, a ray of cold light that had instantly flown to his chest flew past Li Shixun's side, and a strong fishy smell filled the air with the emerging sparks.

"Poisonous!" Li Shixun was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that the Japanese people in front of him were so vicious, not only did he suddenly hurt people with a hidden weapon, but he also fed a highly poisonous weapon on the hidden weapon. The other party is obviously a sinister and vicious person, not only does he not have martial virtue, but he also wants people's lives when he shoots!

A wave of anger rushed to Li Shixun's mind. A red light flashed on his face, and with a flip of the wrist of his right hand, the short arrow with cold light immediately disappeared into the cuff, and with a fierce wind in his palm, it slammed towards the other party.

The other party did not have a weapon in his hand, so he immediately put away the cold and shining short sword in his hand. Although the other party is despicable and shameless, the Huaxia martial arts people don't want to take advantage of the other party.

Just now, he just saw that the two people on the field had already separated the winners and losers, so he spoke out to stop the two and wanted to separate them. The competition was just to divide the winners and losers, and there was no need to continue to hurt people, so he didn't mean to make a move just now.

Unexpectedly, after the other party's ninja spoke out, he not only continued to kill the defeated opponent, but also issued such a vicious secret weapon against himself, the person who was ready to mediate.

Li Shixun came up with enough true qi, the movements in his hands were extremely fast, his feet were wrong, and the internal force of his hands flew up and down, heading straight for his opponent. Just now, he had seen the opponent's moves clearly, and knew that the opponent had a superb light skill foundation, and he must not fall in love with the opponent, and the cold internal force on the opponent's body also made him jealous, so he forced the opponent to face him head-on with real kung fu now, and competed with himself face to face with real kung fu.

His strategy immediately worked, the kung fu of the ninja in front of him was actually only between the skill of the Shaolin disciple just now, he relied on his light body and the cold essence emitted by his body, and gradually consumed the opponent's strength, and defeated it in the last move.

The ninja was secretly complaining in his heart at this time, and now this opponent not only shot away the unique secret weapon he threw out at such a close distance, but also used a quick body to wrap himself tightly when he came up, and he was not allowed to have the slightest room for maneuver, so he could only use his whole body strength to compete with the opponent.

In the woods, the two figures flashed rapidly, and the sound of "popping" fists and feet colliding echoed in the forest, the ninja's face had gradually turned cyan, while Li Shixun's face showed a red color, and streams of hot and cold true qi blended and collided in the air, and the surrounding weeds and branches swayed violently in the pressing true qi, making a burst of "whoosh" sounds.

At this time, the two had already gathered the strength of their whole bodies to fight for their lives. Gradually, a thin bead of sweat oozed from the ninja's head, and he couldn't get rid of the opponent's quick fists and kicks with all his strength, and the quick body technique and the poisonous cold air were too late to use it, and he wanted to throw out the shuriken secret weapon from the cuffs several times to get out, but the other party was clinging to his side like a shadow, and the fierce palm power couldn't leave his vital point like a storm, and he had no time to care about him.

The ninja's heart was already full of despair, the opponent's internal strength was obviously very strong, and the cold true qi he forced out could not invade the opponent's body at all, but he felt very uncomfortable under the invasion of the opponent's pure internal force. The internal force of two different attributes collides together, and it is natural that the winner is king, and his cold internal force is controlled everywhere when he encounters a strong and pure internal force, and there seems to be an invisible hand in the fight, which restricts the play of his actions at any time.

At this moment, the opponent's left foot was raised, and a strong wind suddenly hit the opponent's leg, the ninja's body was on the side, and his right hand swung down like lightning, but as soon as his right hand was waved down, the opponent's left foot had fallen like lightning, and the right foot suddenly stepped forward, "pop", and the left palm had been lightning imprinted on his chest.

Li Shixun's left palm was tightly attached to the other party's heart, like a red-hot soldering iron, and waves of heat poured into the other party's heart. The ninja snorted in his mouth, only to feel that his whole body had fallen into a fiery red furnace, and the meridians of his whole body seemed to melt under the ferocious true power of the other party.

With the screams of his opponent, Li Shixun slowly withdrew his palm. The ninja suddenly collapsed to the ground like a poisonous snake that had been stripped of its backbone.

Li Shixun glanced coldly at the opponent who fell to the ground, turned around and walked in front of the injured Shaolin disciple. The Shaolin disciple fell to the ground with a painful face, his face turned blue.

Li Shixun was shocked, and tore open the Shaolin disciple's clothes, and a cyan palm print was clearly imprinted on his heart, like a huge cyan gecko lying on his heart, which was extremely terrifying.

Li Shixun pulled the Shaolin disciple's wrist, and a cold cold air immediately came from the other party's hand. Li Shixun's face changed suddenly, he didn't expect that the Japanese people would use such a vicious palm power when the Shaolin disciple surrendered his hand.

He angrily turned his head to look at the ninja who was on the ground, grabbed the Shaolin disciple's left hand and lost a breath of true qi. But no matter how much he increased his strength, that cold aura still permeated the other party's body, and he couldn't mobilize the internal force of the Shaolin disciples themselves to drive away that cold qi together.

Li Shixun frowned, let go of his hand, and stood up suddenly, he knew that he could not do anything about this cold true qi. At this time, there was also a fear in his heart, if it wasn't for his own skills being higher than the opponent just now, and at the same time, he would have raised his internal strength to adopt the strategy of chasing and fighting fiercely, and the opponent would not have the slightest time to counterattack, otherwise it would be really uncertain who would have died.

He raised his face and glanced at the Shaolin disciple in front of him, and saw that he was already curled up, his body shaking violently, as if he had entered an ice cellar, and his whole body was bubbling with icy cold.

Li Shixun's eyes spurted with angry fire, grabbed the Shaolin disciple and strode towards the ninja.

The ninja fell to the ground on his back, the cyan on his face had long since disappeared as white as white paper, and there was a painful look on his face.