The behavior of uncle-nephew master-disciple Xiang Zuohu and Hu Xuyuan today made the old man anxious! Besides, Liu Li can escape, what should You Fang do?

When they got close to each other, Xiang Zuohu was surprised again. Liu Li's energy to break the formation naturally consumed a lot, but the cost of running the array was also considerable. The fight with the secret technique of Feng Shui just now consumed not only physical strength, but also more

It was a competition of cultivation skills. Liu Li's skills were much more profound than he originally expected, and his spiritual consciousness was also rich and long. At this moment, they were fighting in close quarters. The spiritual consciousness was entangled one by one, and Liu Li's fists, feet, and weapons turned out to be...

Don’t suffer, it’s too difficult!

What's more, there is a young man watching eagerly from the side, and the evil blade in his hand is really powerful. After fighting Liu Li to this extent, he is already at the end of his strength. Sooner or later, he will not be able to stop the man's attack, so he can only find an opportunity to get rid of him first. But.

After Liu Li switched from defense to offense, he struck out with every ruthless move as if he was risking his life, leaving him no chance to take action against the young man.

There is no way to go on like this. He might end up here today, so he has to get out quickly. After all, it is important to save his own life first. Let’s talk about any trouble later. Thinking of this, Xiangzuo Hu’s movement speeded up suddenly, and he circled Liu

Li turned around half a circle and walked away quickly, waving the long bone spurs in his hands rapidly, making a series of trills similar to flute playing, causing the night air in the mountain to harmonize, and the strange power forced Liu Li not to pursue him.

Xiang Zuohu used the secret technique of Feng Shui again, and besides the formation, it was a trick to suppress the bottom of the box. He did not seek to hurt anyone, just to escape. Liu Li did not force himself to attack, but stomped his feet like crazy, and the big

Drink all over: "Do it!"

There was no one else here, so of course the old man asked You Fang to take action. The moment Liu Li stamped his feet, You Fang felt not that the earth was shaking, but that the ground under his feet was so solid and solid and irresistibly heavy. You Fang's spiritual sense

, the entangled consciousness of the two masters, the night air caused by the sound of the flute, and even Qin Yu's soft chant were "sealed". I don't know how the old man stamped out this kick. Everyone present including Liu Li himself

All the secrets of Feng Shui "failed" at this moment.

While Liu Li was stamping his feet, Xiang Zuohu just jumped out from the diagonal stab on the left side of You Fang. You Fang had already prepared his attack, and without thinking at this moment, he came like the wind and swung his sword straight towards Zuo Hu's right side.

neck.

Xiang Zuohu's kung fu is of course superior to that of You Fang. He has a state of "response to every touch". Without looking at it, he swung the bone spurs outward with his right hand. The sound of the sword bones hitting each other was extremely dull. The impact force not only exploded in the soldiers.

At the point where the blades touched, all the muscles and bones in the body were impacted by the internal energy. You Fang flew backwards more than three meters away. After landing, he kicked, kicked, and stepped back a few steps before he stood up. His internal organs were churning and he couldn't vomit blood!

In his ears, he seemed to hear Qin Yu making a cry that sounded like pain.

Panting for a moment, he stroked his chest and looked around, but Xiang Zuohu didn't move away. His body seemed to be frozen and still maintained the posture of swinging outwards. Only his head hung down. The moonlight shone on his face, and his expression was exactly like that of Hu Xuyuan before he died.

He stared at his chest with wide eyes, his face full of horror, disbelief, and deep reluctance. He opened his mouth but could not speak. He only made a gurgling sound in his throat, and blood foam gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

.

A section of the knife tip was exposed on his chest, and the blood-stained coldness radiated under the moonlight. Xiang Zuohu's life was also passing away. There was a person behind him, as if hidden in the shadow of the moonlight.

Liu Li, the bayonet in his hand had completely disappeared into the back of Xiang Zuohu's heart, leaving only a section of his hand wrapped in coarse cloth.

The wind stopped, and even the insects in the valley stopped chirping. Apart from his own breathing, You Fang could hardly hear any other sounds. In the silence, Liu Li spoke to Xiang Zuohu, his voice low and slightly

exhausted--

"You were wrong from the beginning. You should not have used the Feng Shui formation you thought you were best at to fight me. You wanted to deceive me into being old and injured, and I had no descendants in my life, but I am a contemporary earth master after all.

It is simply an insult to bully me with the secret technique of Feng Shui! You are the best at it in this life, and I am far better than you. Even if you set up a magic circle to take advantage of the right time and place. - Mr. Zuo Hu, if you ask for this, you will die.

It’s time to rest in peace!”

Xiang Zuohu made an inarticulate sound, his arm went limp, the bone spur fell to the ground, and his already drooped head drooped without support. He died, still standing and hanging on Liu Li's bayonet.

.

Liu Li was still talking to the dead man, but it was impossible for Xiang Zuohu to hear what he said next. It was more like he was talking to You Fang who was standing aside——

"Mr. Zuo Hu, your kung fu is amazing. There is no chance of defeating me. From the beginning, you should have fought me in close quarters, and your consciousnesses will disappear. As long as you dare to fight hard, there is nothing I can do. In the end, I may not be yours."

Opponent! Why waste all your energy by seeking the far side at the expense of the near?...Little wanderer, don’t you think so?"

Liu Lizheng was speaking to the dead man with "serious words and sincere words". Suddenly he called You Fang, which shocked him and quickly replied: "He is no match for the seniors. No matter how good his kung fu is, he is too far behind! ...

...Senior, are you okay?"

Liu Li snorted coldly: "Look, it's me who's in trouble."

You Fang: "Of course not, senior. How can something happen to you?...What happened tonight?...Forget it, we'll talk about this later. What should we do now?"
Chapter completed!