As the number one master of the young generation of Kamihiro, Fujita Fujita has always been proud and confident.

Among his peers, he never thought anyone could crush him.

Even his former idol Takashi Fujita gradually became less likely to be seen by him.

But now, a Chinese man who was a few years younger than him brought him a huge insult, which made his inner anger become stronger.

Lang Xiao moved his head, with a hint of contempt in his eyes: "Since you don't know how to kill the thirteenth, you can die."

Ninja cultivates his mind, and Fujita's heart is completely in chaos and is replaced by hatred and anger.

At this moment, his only thought was to kill Lang Xiao and wash away the shame.

Lang Xiao is like telling a fact in a plain way.

Although the battle consumes a lot of physical strength, he should be weak at this moment.

But I don’t know what happened, not only did he not feel tired, but he felt that he had infinite power.

Blood burned, and fighting spirit soared.

He was sure that this was definitely the best moment in his life.

Although the wound on the abdomen did not heal during high-intensity exercise, it had stopped bleeding long ago and had little impact on his actions.

More importantly, he found that in this state, the operation of the Fire Cloud Palm was like a tiger with wings.

It feels that the fire burns in the right arm and can burn everything.

This is his killer move.

Fujita Fujita couldn't stand Lang Xiao's calmness and contempt. He roared and used the [Eighteen Swords of the Wind] again, rushing towards Lang Xiao.

He was furious and his potential was also enhanced.

This set of sword techniques is itself a violent attack and killing sword technique.

It's like a storm, to destroy everything.

Anger is the best catalyst.

But not many people have learned the essence.

Fujita Fujita had a sense of enlightenment, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Hahaha, so that's it. I finally realized the thirteenth sword. Kuanglang, you're dead."

With a roar, the momentum of the sky suddenly condensed, and the invisible force condensed on the blade.

Suddenly, a beep sound came from the blade.

The blood evil spirit above is suffocating.

Fujita waved his long sword, like a mountain weighing tens of millions of pounds.

Turn the traditional into simplicity, and the moves are simple and direct.

A trace of brilliance appeared in Langxiao's eyes: "Big tricks are not craftsmanship, they are simplified. This is the thirteenth knife, which is indeed similar to what I deduced."

"Then die!"

Fuji Fujita gritted his teeth and shouted, and a long sword slashed over.

The seemingly simple and slow movements are actually extremely fast.

It was like an illusion, and in just a flash, it had already arrived beside you.

Lang Xiao didn't dare to be careless at this moment, and his motivation was fully opened, and his eyes were bright.

Whoosh!

He actually shot out the broken knife in his hand as a flying knife.

At the same time, his waist was twisted, as soft as a twist, and he could not help but avoid the opponent's attack.

Fujita sneered disdainfully, and when the long sword shook, he knocked the broken sword away.

Lang Xiao exerted force under his feet, like an arrow leaving the string, and it actually crashed into the knife net.

bump!

His right arm vibrated, and a punch hit him like a meteor, just in Fujita's chest.

Fujita was beaten backwards by the punch.

Langxiao's power is very terrifying.

But the most terrifying thing is the Fire Palm.

With his thoughts, all the heat flow gathered on his right arm.

Lang Xiao opened his five fingers, and changed from fist to palm, and his joints seemed to be dislocated. In an impossible situation, he extended five inches forward again and slapped heavily on Fujita's body.

ah!

Fujita's body seemed to be electrocuted, flew back three meters and hit the railing heavily.

The cement railing was flying and was cracked by him. You can imagine how powerful the impact was.

Fujita looked at Lang Xiao in disbelief.

He struggled to stand up.

But his entire chest cavity was sunken, looking a little scary.

"Your sternum is broken at least five broken. If you struggle again, you will not live for ten minutes."

Lang Xiao also looked weird when he stood in the distance.

He flipped his palm back and then clenched into a fist.

The red light flashed slightly above and then went out.

This palm almost drained all his strength.

The feeling of the palm is stronger than the last time the fire palm was emitted.

It seemed that even the bones had melted into pieces and almost lost consciousness.

"This is impossible, what kind of kung fu is this?"

Fujita Fujita looked at Lang Xiao tightly, and the blood on the corner of his mouth was overflowing like money.

"This is Chinese Kung Fu, far from being comparable to your small country."

Lang Xiao glanced at him coldly and said, "As a mercenary, life and death are from heaven. If the Shenyin Sect insists on acting against the heavens, the consequences will be borne by one."

"Canglang, I don't accept it. I must challenge you again and defeat you."

"Haha, you'd better think about how to survive!"

Lang Xiao turned around and left: "If you don't move, you may be able to live for half an hour. If you struggle without authorization, you deserve it."

Lang Xiao took a few steps forward, picked up Hua Qianyu, who was unconscious, and walked towards the stairs with difficulty.

Five-star ninjas are not that easy to deal with.

If his body had not changed, such a person would have been unable to be killed.

Over the past month, Lang Xiao's body has changed a lot.

Especially the recovery power, it has reached the monster level.

When Hua Qianyu woke up, she found herself in a strange place.

The lights here are dim and silent, and a blanket with a smelly smell is covered.

She was shocked and lifted the blanket, even more stunned, and then her eyes burst into flames.

In the blanket, a pair of salty hands were holding her waist tightly. The unique smell of sweat and blood came to her nose, making her almost vomit.

Damn, this bastard dares to take advantage of this lady!

Hua Qianyu was furious and was about to hit her with a slap.

But she suddenly discovered that Lang Xiao's body was covered with blood, and she had become a bloody man.

And his thighs were covered with black cloth.

Memories surged into my heart, and Hua Qianyu's face changed again when she thought of everything.

This slap can no longer be hit.

"Langxiao, Langxiao, how are you doing? Wake up."

She pushed Lang Xiao, but her movements were very gentle.

Lang Xiao rubbed his sleepy eyes and said in confusion: "It's dawn?"

As soon as she saw Lang Xiao’s confused appearance, Hua Qianyu knew that Lang Xiao was not a big problem.

This expression is definitely not something a seriously injured person should have.

Lang Xiao woke up this time and felt very shocked.

The damage left by the original battle seems to have completely disappeared.

"How is your wound? Is it still serious?"

Hua Qianyu asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's all minor injuries."

Lang Xiao hurriedly covered up and felt guilty.

If Hua Qianyu saw that the injury in her leg had begun to heal, she would definitely be suspicious.

He smiled bitterly in his heart. The power of the Fire Palm is very powerful, but the sequelae are also very terrible.
Chapter completed!