Two consecutive common sense attacks, the tragic situation in the field rose sharply, Xia Yiluo was in high spirits, and the laziness just now was swept away.

Fan Ju Fan Shou looked nervous, Xu Ming, the leader of the Four Seas Gang, came over quietly and asked the two of them in a low voice, Fan Ju was casually perfunctory, his eyes staring at Shen Dao.

With the last experience, Shen Dao's expression was solemn, the long knife changed from fast to slow, swept from left to right, the knife speed was not fast, weighing more than a thousand catties, but the knife momentum was growing, and when it was fast to the Yellow Summer, the knife momentum grew to the peak.

"Dang!"

Huang Xia's sword suddenly burst out, accurately on the blade, and made a crisp sound, this crisp sound, like a fuse, opened a hole in the pool that had been filled with water, and the water surged out of the small hole, and the small hole expanded rapidly, and the thin stream turned into a surging torrent in the blink of an eye;

"Boom!"

The energy contained in the knife was detonated, and the blade of the knife actually emitted a scorching white light, igniting the surrounding air, and in the scorching white light, the sword light only stagnated slightly, and then passed through the white light, and the scorching white light suddenly dimmed.

Shen Dao snorted coldly, stepped on the seven stars, and was about to advance instead of retreating, when a familiar voice suddenly came from his ears: "Take three steps back, turn to a dry position, and take two steps forward." ”

Shen Dao took three steps back without thinking about it, before he could stand firmly, his body twisted, and he rushed out to the side contrary to common sense, and as soon as he went out, a wisp of cold wind brushed his left rib and passed, and before he could stand firmly, he rushed forward two steps, and the long knife fell.

Huang Xia missed a move, took a deep breath, just turned around, the sword light flashed in front of him, and in a big startle, he hurriedly made a move to block, and when he heard a sound, a strong surge came, and he took a few steps back.

Shen Dao was very excited, this knife tried out the opponent's cultivation depth, and felt a little worse than himself, he was passive everywhere, completely because of the opponent's strange playing style.

Knowing this, Shen Dao's confidence increased greatly, and with a swing of the long knife, he stepped forward, brushed and brushed, and slashed three times in a row.

"Yes, play fast, he likes to take risks!"

There was a familiar voice in his ears again, Shen Dao was more confident, when Dangdang, after three moves, his body shook slightly, and his internal breath quickly flowed, eliminating the slightest discomfort, refocusing on the blade, taking two steps forward, and swinging the long knife again.

Blocking three knives in a row, these three knives don't have any fancies, they are all hard and hard, Huang Xia is a little at a loss, Shen Dao's knife is long and heavy, and his sword is short.

One inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous.

Huang Xia's body was tumbling with qi and blood, and his internal breath was slightly sluggish, just calming down, the knife light flickered again, he didn't dare to make a hard connection in a hurry, shook his back, Shen Dao's knife light flashed and disappeared, a little under his feet, and moved forward quickly.

"The cultivation of these two people is good!" Xia Yi frowned slightly, there was no joy in his tone, and after listening carefully, there was actually a faint trace of doubt.

Luo Eighteen couldn't hear what Xia Yi meant, he stared at the two people on the field, especially Shen Dao, Shen Dao's cultivation now has stepped into the realm of martial arts, and the grade is not low, let alone above the middle grade, how could such a talent run to the city guards?

"Hmph, this kind of cultivation can't be done by the Forbidden Army Tiger Benwei, but he went to the City Guard, it seems that there are many talents in the City Guard!" Xia Yi said mockingly.

"I'm afraid it's also from that gate valve family. Luo 18 sighed, he knew that this was Xia Yi reminding himself. The middle grade of the martial artist has been the object of recruitment from all parties in the rivers and lakes, most of them have entered the hands of the gate lord family, a few have been recruited by the imperial court, and the rest have been exiled in the rivers and lakes, entering various gangs in the rivers and lakes, and many have joined the army, but very few have entered the city guards.

Fan Ju and Fan Shou exchanged glances with each other, both of them saw the horror and confusion in each other's eyes, Shen Dao's previous cultivation was at the top of the samurai, but now the cultivation he showed was far above the samurai realm, although they couldn't see it, they could also feel it.

Liu Han saw the expressions of the two of them clearly on the side, and understood their doubts with a little contemplation, which made him in a dilemma, Shen Dao's identity could not be exposed, nor could it arouse Fan Ju Fan Shou's suspicions, the people in the brotherhood were not good men and women, if he was not careful, Shen Dao was still in danger.

In his heart, he was eagerly trying to make a move to eliminate this crisis for Shen Dao, but the situation in the field changed again, Huang Xia avoided a round of rapid attacks by Shen Dao, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Dao also noticed that after an illusory move, he retreated three zhang away, and the long knife pointed at him from afar, and a drop of blood slowly flowed along the blade on the tip of the knife, slowly gathering at the tip of the blade, dripping into the dust.

Huang Xia exhaled turbid air, reached out and wiped his left cheek, wet, he put his finger in his mouth, and sucked the blood stains on it dry, salty, with a little fishy smell. Huang Xia savored the taste of blood, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his eyes suddenly burned, like two fires.

Shen Dao took a deep breath, and Liu Han's guidance came from his ears: "Rush to attack! Thousands of troops and horses, sweeping thousands of troops, thousands of miles of wild sand; the moon is sparse and slanting, and the wind and rain enter Zhongshan Mountain, if you can't kill him in five moves, you will admit defeat!"

Shen Dao strode forward, the flames in Huang Xia's eyes became brighter and brighter, gradually igniting both black and white, and the sword in his hand slowly raised, pointing at the figure that was rushing over.

Thousands of troops, sweeping thousands of troops, thousands of miles of wild sand!

The three strokes of the knife are to win with momentum, one move is higher than the momentum of one move, when the sand is ten thousand miles, it is the time when the momentum is the highest, the knife momentum is unfolded, the strength is sprayed out, the field is gray and foggy, a long knife breaks through the dust, kills the haze.

The fire in Huang Xia's eyes was burning, the short sword was also burning, and the gray fog around his body did not affect him in the slightest, and the burning eyes stared at a point in the yellow sand, ignoring the long knife that fell head-on.

With a light scolding, Huang Xia's figure shook and disappeared from under the blade, and the burning short sword dispersed the yellow sand, drove away the dust, and accurately stabbed on the blade.

The thin blade intersected with the sharp blade of the sword, making a subtle impact, like two iron nails playing with a child, inadvertently touching, and after making a sound, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But in the crowd watching the battle around, this thin sound has a completely different meaning.

Liu Han's expression frowned slightly, Fan Ju Fan Shou's face changed greatly, and Lun Ze on the opposite side stretched his brows, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and this smile disappeared in an instant.

This soft sound also spread to the high platform, Xia Yi and Luo Eighteen also changed their expressions, Xia Yi gasped, Luo Eighteen smiled bitterly: "There are really many talents in the rivers and lakes, and the two small gangs have such masters, alas, ....."

The wild sand is still there, the dust is spinning wildly at high speed, Liu Han always has a mud pill in his hand, his eyes are fixed on the figure in the dust, he gave Shen Dao five moves, but now it seems that he still underestimated Huang Xia, Huang Xia actually launched a counterattack when Shen Dao's momentum was the highest after three heavy blows.

There was a string of blades clashing in the dust, a muffled snort, an angry shout, two figures fell out of the dust, no one went up to help, let the two of them struggle by themselves, see who has more qi.

It's a fight to the death, a fight that never stops.

Everyone stared at the two of them nervously, and the dust that turned into yellow sand slowly calmed down after losing its strength, falling on the dry ground, and falling on the two people lying on the ground, Shen Dao gasped violently, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop spurting blood foam, the qi and blood surged, the meridians were in great pain, and the internal breath could not function.

Shen Dao was not in a hurry, he knew that he was seriously injured, but he believed that the opponent's injury would never be lighter than his, he only needed a little time, his hand slowly raised, wiped it on his chest, and felt out a pill, he laboriously stuffed the pill into his mouth, these few small movements, all the strength he had accumulated was consumed, and he was motionless again.

The pill melted in the mouth, down the throat, turning into wisps of vitality, moisturizing the dry meridians, filling the almost exhausted dantian, slowly Shen Dao made it, reached out and pointed at a few acupoints on his chest, shook his head, and saw that Huang Xia on the opposite side was also struggling hard, but after struggling for a long time, he lay down weakly.

Shen Dao took out the pill again, his face gradually became a little red, Fan Shoufan Ju suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, the crowd over there suddenly became as quiet as death, Shen Dao struggled to stand up, looked left and right, picked up the long knife, and slowly walked towards Huang Xia.

He walked very slowly, the long knife dragged on the ground, drawing shallow traces on the sand-like ground; Huang Xia looked at the blue sky, the wound on his cheek was no longer bleeding, his face was full of dust, he had been trying to condense the inner breath scattered in the meridians, just now his dantian was hit hard, the internal breath was scattered, the internal breath was running around in the body, and the mouth couldn't stop spurting blood.

A heavy gasp came, and he raised his eyes to look, Shen Dao's filthy and dirty face appeared in his eyes, and Shen Dao stared at him.

Shen Dao took a deep breath, stared down at Huang Xia, and said in a deep voice, "You,.... , have you thrown in the towel?"

Huang Xia was stunned, this is not in line with the way of deathmatch, deathfight is to end with the death of one party, he still has the last move, this is the jade burning, although the opponent will be hit hard or even die, he naturally can't live.

No one wants to die, and Huang Xia naturally doesn't want to, but now he can't speak, as long as he has a mouth, what comes out is not sound but blood.

"I'll throw in the towel for him!"

Shen Dao's voice was not loud, but both sides could hear it clearly, Lun made a choice for Huang Xia loudly, and walked out as he spoke, Fan Ju Fan Shou hurriedly came out, Lun picked up Huang Xia, turned back to Shen Dao and said, "This one, you won." ”

After saying that, he hugged Huang Xia and went back, Shen Dao looked at his back, hehe Zhile, Fan Shou hurriedly supported him, Shen Dao pushed him away, haha smiled and walked this way, just walked a few steps, his body was weak, and he was about to fall, Fan Ju hurriedly hugged him.

Liu Han touched his pulse, the pulse was very weak, intermittent, he sighed softly, and took out a small porcelain bottle from Shen Dao's arms, the porcelain bottle was very ordinary, and it could be bought for two or three copper coins on the street, and poured out a brown pill the size of a little finger from the bottle and fed it to Shen Dao, and then threw away the vial.

Shen Dao stopped their movements, sat down cross-legged, Liu Han breathed a sigh of relief, stood up with Fan Ju Fan Shou, turned to look at the opposite side, the opposite side was also busy, Huang Xia's injuries were even more serious, and several people were busy treating him.

"2:1, the Four Seas Gang leads. Luo 18 stood up and announced loudly: "Next, the fourth game begins." ”

Fan Ju Fan Shou exchanged glances, and Liu Han said in a deep voice on the side: "I'll come this time, Brother Fan, the next one will be yours." ”