Yang Dongqing knows very well that although his physical fitness is already a great consummation of the earth-level level, the gap between him and the fifth-level master is still not small, maybe the speed and reaction are not inferior to the other party, but the strength and physical endurance are not good. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this case, if you want to kill the opponent, you have to fight for consumption. Twenty times the gravity environment has a great impact on the speed, and Yang Dongqing is a bit of a disadvantage in comparison, after all, his endurance is not as good as the other party. So he thought of using the environment.

The environmental factor is very important when fighting, and the fairy once emphasized it to him, and also specially trained his calculation ability for this purpose. And now the ground is flat except for the rocks, which is not the environment he wants, so he deliberately creates an environment that benefits himself.

At this time, around Yang Dongqing and Eighth Uncle, within a radius of thirty meters, almost all of them were pits of more than thirty centimeters. The environment in which he practiced in space was similar, and his best skills were also his kung fu.

Of course, Uncle Eighth also found out about this situation, but he didn't care, with his strength as a fifth-level master, such a ground would not affect him. He didn't think about anything else, and he also created a favorable environment in the process of fighting, which he had never met or heard of.

So he thinks that Yang Dongqing is to consume himself with speed, and the force under his feet is also to be faster.

However, when he also accelerated and jumped to Yang Dongqing to prepare for a quick decision, an accident happened. The moment he landed, his feet slipped. He stepped on the ground that was obviously flat, but it suddenly sank.

This time he was caught off guard, and if he was an ordinary martial artist, he would have to shake his hands to find balance. But he is a fifth-level master, although there was an accident, he did not panic, his body shook slightly, and he sank down, made a move, stepped down with his feet, and immediately stabilized his body.

"The rocks on the surface are fine, but the bottom is crispy, so pure and soft, so powerful and hidden needles. Uncle Eight secretly exclaimed in his heart. The earth-level Great Perfection has such a ability, except for their old Jiuduan Ruixin, he has never seen it.

At the moment when his body shook, Yang Dongqing turned over with a palm, and there was a muffled sound in mid-air, which was the kung fu of the big smash.

The other party is a fifth-level master, and just relying on these pits, he will not bring much advantage to himself. But in addition to the open pit, he also stepped out of the dark pit. Light and dark coordination, so that it is much more advantageous.

Of course, the eighth uncle was not afraid of hard touches, his feet sank, and he raised his hand to seal it upward. Their Duan family practiced the golden bell jar, and it was a strong point.

"Bang" Uncle Eight's knees bent downward, and this time the big smasher smashed his hands numb.

Yang Dongqing, on the other hand, was so shocked that he kicked backwards, and his follow-up moves were interrupted. Fighting against the dwarves just now, he could still use the power of the shock to perform Shen Step, but this time he couldn't, the eighth uncle's strength was too great, and he couldn't do it if he wanted to use his body to resolve it.

The eighth uncle forced Yang Dongqing to retreat with one move, and then jumped up and chased after him, taking the lead, of course, to expand the advantage. However, he was very careful, after all, he suffered a loss, so he simply stepped on the open pit and ran forward.

Yang Dongqing took seven or eight steps back, as if he was also affected by the open pit on the ground, and his figure staggered. When he tried his best to stabilize his figure, Uncle Eight chased after him.

But just as Uncle Eight landed at the last step and was about to attack, his foot fell down again.

"Huh?" Uncle Eight was taken aback, this time he landed on one foot, and if he imagined it like just now, it would not work, and he had to adjust. But what I stepped on was an open pit, why did it sink?

At this moment, Yang Dongqing's seemingly unstable figure suddenly squatted down, and with a snort, the dagger stabbed into the eighth uncle's lower abdomen.

"Hey!" Uncle Eight's pupils shrank suddenly, and he leaned back with a move of the iron plate bridge, and kicked the edge of the stone pit with his other leg, and his body flew backwards with a swish.

"He just pretended, deliberately led me to this open pit..... deliberately touched hard, sent the first move, and then led himself to chase, and even thought that he would step on the open pit to move forward, this young man is so sophisticated and calculating!" The eighth uncle was in the air, his mind flashed quickly, and a trace of fear rose in his heart.

Yang Dongqing chased after him directly this time, and waved the dagger in his hand horizontally.

The eighth uncle landed and immediately dodged, although he practiced the golden bell jar, but he didn't dare to take this dagger that could even block his strength. Although he can block it with his strength, he is reluctant, he has a lot of consumption now, and he must seize the opportunity to kill before he can make a move, otherwise he will miss a blow, and the dwarf just now is a lesson from the past.

But just after he dodged this, he stepped on the pit again. He stabilized his body in time, but was approached by Yang Dongqing and stabbed him again.

The eighth uncle continued to dodge, and after a few consecutive hits, he stepped on the dark pit again. At this moment, he was extremely embarrassed, his body staggered, and he was chased by Yang Dongqing everywhere. Fortunately, there was no one here, otherwise he would have been chased by a fifth-level and a fourth-level, and he would have no face in the future.

The range of the open pit was only thirty meters, and he also thought about jumping out of this area, but Yang Dongqing's attacks came from different directions, and they could always force him to flee in different directions, so he couldn't leave this area.

In the blink of an eye, a minute passed, and he consumed more than he had run for half an hour, because he always had to exert himself to control his balance, which made him tremble every time he landed now.

"This kid, good means. He wants to consume me to death in this way!" Uncle Eight secretly said in his heart, suddenly stood still, raised his hand and slapped the dagger that Yang Dongqing had stabbed.

"When~" Qi Qi collided with the dagger, blocking the dagger in one fell swoop, Yang Dongqing's arm was also thrown to the side, and the empty door in the middle was wide open.

Yang Dongqing didn't expect that the eighth uncle, who had been dodging, suddenly became angry and was a little caught off guard. But he reacted very quickly, and he stepped back with a strong foot.

However, the eighth uncle rushed forward at this time and stuck to Yang Dongqing.

"Boy, do you really think I'm afraid to use my energy to consume energy...... You have calculated me with your circumstances, and I have calculated you with my heart. I said it a long time ago, you are still tender!" The eighth uncle roared, raised his hand and patted Yang Dongqing's chest, the strength of his palm was implied, and he could still send out one last breath.

Yang Dongqing's brows furrowed, and he suddenly stopped his figure, and his right foot hit the ground heavily.

With a "boom", the surrounding four open pits collapsed at the same time. Yang Dongqing and Eighth Uncle slammed down.

The eighth uncle saw that this palm was about to hit Yang Dongqing's chest, but his feet sank, and his hand couldn't help trembling slightly.

It was this trembling kung fu that Yang Dongqing was taken back by the hand that was thrown away, and the blade turned outward, blocking his chest.

The eighth uncle reacted very quickly, and as soon as his right hand shook, his qi immediately erupted, hitting the dagger.

At the same time as the eighth uncle sent out his internal strength, Yang Dongqing's other hand stretched out with lightning, and his two fingers were forked, pointing at the other party's eyes.

The eighth uncle was just angry, his body was declining, he couldn't dodge at all, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

"When~" Qi Jin hit the dagger, and the dagger hit Yang Dongqing's chest. He felt like he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this time, his fingers were still an inch away from the eighth uncle's eyelids, and his internal strength also gushed out, hitting the other party's eyelids. And what he used was the strength of the needle hidden in the cotton.

There was no sound, but the eighth uncle's body stiffened suddenly, his eyelids opened, and the broken eyeballs mixed with blood flowed out.