The swarthy strong man stretched out his hand to stop the subordinates who were just about to rush up behind him, and then looked at him coldly, and said with a smile: "Okay, since you want to fight with me alone, then I will fulfill you, don't say that I won't give you a chance, come on!" ”

As he spoke, he stepped off the horse, his right hand was wiped on his waist, a cold light flashed, and a scimitar more than a foot long appeared in his hand. When the other Mongols saw the swarthy man's movements, they let out strange cries from their mouths, and drove the horses that sat down, causing a neighing of horses' hooves.

Everyone on the arrogant side brought the carriage closer and stood behind Ao Zhan, and the swarthy strong man didn't care, just heard his strange scream, and rushed directly towards Ao Zhan.

"Good time!"

Ao Zhan also shouted, stepped forward with his right foot, squatted down on his knees, and his hands seemed to be open and closed, making a defensive position. Xi Bai raised his eyebrows, and he had already seen that Ao Zhan's frame was actually the frame of "Luohan Fist", he really didn't expect Ao Zhan to plan to use "Luohan Fist" to meet the enemy, was it to show the enemy weakness?

On the other side, the dark strong man had come to Ao Zhan's body, only to see his knife light spin, Leng Feng directly approached Ao Zhan's neck, Ao Zhan lowered his waist and shrank his head, his fists were closed at the waist, and at the same time as flashing the opponent's blade, the whole person crashed into the opponent's arms, and then his fists struggled out, using a move "Twin Peaks Inserting Clouds" to directly attack the opponent's face and chest and abdomen.

The strength of the swarthy strong man is not weak, while retreating under his feet, his left hand lightly touched Ao Zhan's arm, his body swirled in the air, and his fists had flashed, and then he held the knife with both hands and slashed it fiercely.

Xi Bai has already seen that the strength of this swarthy strong man is also a second-rate master, and he is on a par with Aozhan, and a scimitar makes it smooth, and there are often tricky moves. On the other hand, although Ao Zhan is also a second-rate master, he has fallen into a disadvantage after a few moves with his opponent.

Xi Bai couldn't help but shake his head secretly, and secretly sighed that Ao Zhan's "Luohan Boxing" is really not good, he fought with Zhenfang before, and Zhenmei also used "Luohan Boxing", Xi Bai has been studying for a few days, and he has an in-depth understanding of this "Luohan Boxing", and now he looks at Aozhan using "Luohan Boxing", which is simply different from Zhenfang. Although Ao Zhan's "Luohan Fist" looks like it is also wide open and closed, and the connection of moves is also smooth, with few flaws, it feels like it is just a good martial art, and "Luohan Fist" itself is the lowest level of martial arts, and it is not bad that Ao Zhan can use it to this extent.

But the real "Luohan Boxing" seems to be more of an art, or it has reached a certain realm, and every move is at your fingertips, and there is a feeling of naturalness. However, Xi Bai thought about it, the real "Luohan Boxing" was already back to the realm of the basics, although Xi Bai also saw that Ao Zhan was also very proficient in "Luohan Boxing", but it was still incomparable.

However, what puzzled Xi Bai was that Ao Zhan, as the senior brother of Shaolin Temple, should have advanced martial arts, why did he use "Luohan Boxing" to fight the enemy now?

In fact, Ao Zhan didn't want to do it himself, but there was no way! Although he had also learned intermediate martial arts before, it was a set of staff techniques, and although that set of staff techniques was a little more advanced than "Luohan Boxing", it was not much worse. After the Xiangyang Guard Battle was over, Ao Zhan got the peerless-level "Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragons", and even threw that set of staff methods out of the clouds, and even didn't want weapons, and devoted himself to cultivating "Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragons".

Who knows that although the power of this "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending" is strong, the conditions for its use are also very harsh, and now he can only use one move to "Kanglong has regrets", and the internal force is only enough once. He has not yet mastered the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending" to the extent of killing the enemy in one move, if this move "Kanglong has regrets" is hit, but it does not hit the other party, then he can only be slaughtered, so he naturally does not dare to make a move easily now.

And since learning "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent", Ao Zhan is determined to study this peerless martial arts, and other martial arts functions are put down, so he has caused the dilemma that he can only use "Luohan Fist" against the enemy now.

On the other side, Ao Zhan and the two have fought for more than 30 moves, and Ao Zhan is already in danger, although he is not injured, but it is a matter of time before he loses.

How could the swarthy strong man not see the situation of the battle, he laughed cruelly at the moment, and began to attack with a move, which was bound to take down Ao Zhan quickly. But although "Luohan Boxing" is the lowest level of martial arts, it has some uniqueness in defense, plus the arrogance is very tenacious, although it looks like it is about to lose, it has no intention of giving up at all, and is still struggling to resist the opponent's attack.

The swarthy strong man hadn't won the battle in a few moves, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and his face couldn't help but sink. Ao Zhan glanced at the other party's face, and there was no need to smile secretly, but his face remained silent, and he continued his difficult entanglement.

"Humph! I don't have time to waste with you, look at the tricks! ”

The swarthy strong man suddenly snorted coldly, slammed his right foot on the ground, and a scimitar came out of the hole like a python, spilling out a piece of knife light, covering the entire upper body of Ao Zhan.

"Good time!"

Ao Zhan's eyes flashed, and he took three steps back under his feet, but the swarthy strong man was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, pressing forward step by step, and the scimitar had already reached the face of Ao Zhan.

Ao Zhan took three steps back, he had already seen the opponent's movements clearly, and at that moment, the lightning in his left hand was raised, and the palm of his flesh actually grabbed the opponent's blade directly.

When the swarthy strong man saw that Ao Zhan dared to grab his knife directly with his hand, he couldn't help but smile coldly, and secretly sighed at the opponent's inadequacy. At the moment, he couldn't help but be stronger, and he was about to cut off his arrogant left hand.

Xi Bai's heart tightened, although Ao Zhan said that he wanted to fight the other party alone, but now he couldn't watch Ao Zhan fall under the other party's knife.

It's just that before Xi Bai could make a move, he saw that while Ao Zhan's left hand was facing the opponent's blade, his left leg took a step across, bent his knees and squatted, his right hand was closed in front of his chest, and his right palm drew a circle in front of him.

Xi Bai was stunned, his movements couldn't help but take a step slower, and the next moment, Ao Zhan's left hand accurately grabbed the opponent's blade, but the opponent's blade also cut into Ao Zhan's palm, only to see a stream of blood splashed out, instantly staining Ao Zhan's left hand red. The swarthy strong man saw that he had a successful move, and the corners of his mouth turned up, and at the same time he regretted that he could not cut off Ao Zhan's palm.

It's just that the sneer on his face instantly froze, and Ao Zhan's right palm poked out like lightning and hit him straight to his chest. The swarthy strong man was already unavoidable, only to hear a bang, and the swarthy strong man flew in response,

The person spurted out a mouthful of thick blood in the air, mixed with some lumps, and Ao Zhan's punch directly shattered the opponent's internal organs!

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending" was originally a fierce fist technique, although the cultivation time of Ao Zhan was not long, and the internal strength was not deep, but this palm was firmly hit on the opponent's chest, causing such a scene It is not surprising.

The swarthy strong man fell to the ground like a piece of tattered leather, and he didn't move, but he was directly killed by Ao Zhan's palm.

The scene was quiet for a moment, and the people on both sides looked at the Ao Zhan and the swarthy man on the ground at the same time, those Mongolians didn't expect that their own people, who had the upper hand a moment ago, would be killed by a slap the next moment, and then looked at the left hand of Ao Zhan's blood, with a slightly hideous expression on his face, and couldn't help but stagnate, and his chest was stuffy by the fierce anger of Ao Zhan's broken wrist.

"The boss is amazing! The last palm is simply the palm of the gods! ”

The proud side was overjoyed, and many people shouted at the proud battle. Xi Bai didn't expect Ao Zhan to be so decisive, he actually fought hard to get injured himself, and he wanted to defeat the other party, so he couldn't help but look at Ao Zhan differently.

"Humph! Brothers, on! Even if you can't get things back, you have to kill a few of them! ”

Although the momentum of the Mongols was much weaker, the next moment someone shouted angrily, and instead of retreating, they chose to continue the attack.

The arrogant people are also a little unexpected, but the arrogant battle has just been won, the morale is high, and the other party wants to fight, so they are naturally not afraid. Without saying a word, the two sides rushed together, and the battle broke out instantly.

Ao Zhan was already injured, and he had just used the "Kanglong has regrets", and the internal force in his body had already been empty, and now he couldn't do it if he wanted to, so he silently stood aside and stood with Xi Bai.

Xi Bai looked at the field, these Mongolians were much stronger than those black-clothed men last night, although they were still at the level of third-rate masters, but they were even more fierce, and they often had to slash their opponents even if they died. It didn't take long for the arrogant side to be injured again and again, and one player was even more careless, and was hit by the opponent before he fought back to death, and he was directly resurrected.

Xi Bai raised his eyebrows, and planned to make a move, otherwise even if the arrogant person wins, it will be a miserable victory in the end, which is not what he wants to see.

It's just that just when Xi Bai was about to make a move, Ao Zhan on the side actually grabbed him again, shook his head at him slightly, and signaled that Xi Bai didn't need to make a move.

Xi Bai was very confused, he didn't make a move at this time? When will it take to make a move?

Ao Zhan didn't explain much, just signaled to Xi Bai to look at it, and he didn't need to make a move. Xi Bai sighed, and thought that the people who died anyway were all arrogant people, and when the time came, those who dropped their internal skills had nothing to do with him, since the other helpers didn't care, then he would be nosy, so he just looked at it.

On the other side, the battle went on very quickly, both sides were fighting for their lives, and the shots were all killing moves, and even the tricks that ended up together, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the battle came to an end.

Because there are a few second-rate masters on this side, the strength is much stronger than these Mongols, after the battle, less than ten died on the side of the heroes, but there are more than a dozen wounded, and there are about thirty in combat effectiveness.

"Bang Bang!"

"What a great battle! Proud Gang Master, I didn't expect us to meet here, and as soon as we met, we saw the style of the Proud Gang Master's battle, it was really worth the trip! ”

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause not far away, and then Xi Bai heard some familiar voices, and when he turned his head, it was Long Xingyun.

PS: The lungs are going to cough out!