Li Moyan didn't expect that this native person would not only attack sneakily, but also attack suddenly, and he would take a knife if he had disagreements.

He was a famous little bully since he was a child and had never suffered any losses. Since the other party took action first, he would not be so weak and whispered: "Fat Pig, hide yourself. I'll deal with this native person. Come and ask!"

Perhaps Pang Zhuzhu had no experience in actual combat. After hearing what Li Moyan said, the head was like a pounding garlic mortar, and quickly rolled and crawled behind the tree.

Li Moyan pinched his fingers with one hand, and Jiang Feizhan's figure was instantly seen through by him. "Shake!" The giant black sickle slashed down from top to bottom, and the air flow brought him to blow and float his clothes.

Li Moyan's whole body took advantage of the momentum to rush back with all his strength. Although the knife was not hit by Jiang Feizhan's expectation, Jiang Feizhan turned around and threw his kick so quickly, and he hurriedly raised his arm and took Li Moyan's kick.

With a light "bang", Jiang Feizhan waved his hand with the force and directly blocked Li Moyan for several meters. He took a few steps back. Only then did Li Moyan stabilize his body. The difference in his skills was clear at a glance in just one move!

"Indigenous people, the old saying is good, harmony is the most important. Is it a bit too much for you to get up like this?" Obviously, Li Moyan also felt the gap between the kick and the block, and said, touching his nose.

Jiang Feizhan didn't care about so many of him. After all, he gave orders to worship and did not have so much room for bargaining: "Foreigners, this is not the place you should come. Since you think it's better to be harmonious, it's good to give you two ways, either walk or die!"

Looking at Jiang Feizhan's arrogant expression, Li Moyan ran past ten thousand grass mud horses in his heart. It was obvious that this guy was not as easy to communicate as he imagined.

Li Moyan scratched his head in anger: "No, I said, when you go to others, you will be welcomed warmly. Why do you have to kill me if you can't drive me away when you get to your place? What's the reason for you?"

Jiang Feizhan answered the question: "Just now, was she investigating things? You can't just pass by." Obviously, Jiang Feizhan had seen Pang Zhuzhu's actions just now, so he attacked the two without mercy.

"I said, you guy, what do we investigate and what does it have to do with you? Are you indigenous people so unreasonable?" Since you have determined that the person in front of you is an indigenous person, then from ancient times to the present, the only one who reasoned with the indigenous people may be Li Moyan.

"It is better for outsiders to spy on our family affairs." Jiang Feizhan said coldly.

Li Moyan heard this and said in his heart: "About your family... are you from the Shennong clan?"

The moment when the Shennong clan blurted out, Jiang Feizhan's eyes became cold again. Sure enough, the two guys in front of him knew something and wanted to give it up casually, but since he knew what the Shennong clan said, he couldn't keep anything and immediately did not answer. The huge black sickle roared and circled a few times before taking Li Moyan's head on the neck.

Unexpectedly, this guy took action without saying a word again. Li Moyan flew back in a hurry, but the huge sickle kept slashing at him like a maggot in the tarsal bone under the control of Jiang Feizhan.

After all, he was fighting empty-handed, and Li Moyan could dodge left and right, so he could only do so.

He avoided, but Jiang Feizhan had no sympathy at all. Wherever the sickle went, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was rolled up.

With a "swish", the huge sickle blade wiped Li Moyan's nose and slashed across. Li Moyan, who had just avoided this attack, used his hands and feet to land steadily. After sliding out a few meters, he stood up and touched his nose. Looking at the blood stained on his fingers, he finally couldn't help but cursed: "You native miscellaneous hair, sincerely want my life!"

Jiang Feizhan leaned to the side, controlled the huge sickle with one hand, and said expressionlessly: "That's right, I have to admit that you are good at hiding, but you and I know that it's only a matter of time before you cut you into two."

Li Moyan cursed in his heart, made seals with his hands, and muttered a word: "Lingbao Tianzun, comforting his body, the soul of his disciples, the five internal organs, the blue dragon and the white tiger, the confrontation, the vermilion bird and the black trunk, the guards of my body! Hurry up as the law!"

With these spells, a blue light suddenly burst out from the seal in his hand. Then, his whole body was wrapped in circles of green ripples, and a blue qi was stirred up all over his body, and his clothes were stirring violently.

This scene was not only Jiang Feizhan, but also Pang Zhuzhu behind the tree was full of surprise. This guy is really hidden!

Seeing that the "Body Mantra" had been completed, Li Moyan's momentum was even more than three points. He looked sideways at Jiang Feizhan and said frivolously: "Are you ready to get beaten?"

Before Jiang Feizhan could answer, his pupils suddenly shrank, because Li Moyan's figure had instantly disappeared from his vision. Compared with his previous speed, he was more than a little faster at this time.

Jiang Feizhan's surprised expression had not yet been withdrawn. Li Moyan had already appeared behind him. Jiang Feizhan, who had sensed some, instinctively reacted to slash the sickle backwards, but the sickle just idled around his body and did not hit the target.

At this time, Jiang Feizhan was in the eyes of the fast moving Li Moyan, and there were flaws all over his body. Perhaps Jiang Feizhan also realized this. The huge sickle began to dance with impenetrable air, instantly protecting his whole body.

Although there is a magical mantra for protecting the body, and the speed and strength have increased, Li Moyan still dared not resist the defense of the sickle. This weapon condensed by Qi itself has its strength. Even if Li Moyan uses the magical mantra for protecting the body, he dare not resist.

The two of them were in a deadlock for a while. Jiang Feizhan could not capture Li Moyan's position, and Li Moyan was quite helpless about Jiang Feizhan's defense, but fortunately, he was in a very proactive situation, so he just needed to wait for the opportunity.

Jiang Fei cut his face with a dark face. Under the protection of the black sickle, his eyes kept turning and capturing Li Moyan's position. Finally, he caught his figure. The dancing sickle instantly turned into a black light and slashed directly towards Li Moyan's position.

"Swish!" The sickle hit Li Moyan accurately, but without screaming or blood, Li Moyan's figure disintegrated the moment the sickle cut.

With a "bang!" punch, Li Moyan suddenly appeared from the side of Jiang Feizhan and hit Jiang Feizhan with a strong punch. Jiang Feizhan flew out with a ray of saliva.

However, before he could land, Li Moyan appeared on the path of his flying down again, and his heels slashed cleanly in the air, directly hitting Jiang Feizhan's chest. Jiang Feizhan fell to the ground like a shell, and with a "boom", it hit the ground, arousing countless flying dust.

"Huh!" Li Moyan

He landed steadily and breathed a sigh of relief, "The natives are natives. With this ability, it's not a matter of three punches or two kicks to put down my body. Why do you think you are pretending to me?" Li Moyan was unreasonable and looked proudly at Jiang Fei lying on the ground and said.

Jiang Feizhan lay on the ground for a while before there was any movement. It seemed that this set of attacks was indeed a bit cruel. He supported his body with both hands. He coughed dryly and said to himself: "This foreigner has a few tricks. It seems that I underestimated the enemy."

Although this sentence was very small, Li Moyan still heard it in his ears. His eyes trembled in surprise. He subconsciously felt that this native miscellaneous hair had a backhand.

This is true in reality, without taking care of Li Moyan's face at all.

Jiang Feizhan stood up and moved his body. He looked at Li Moyan with a cold look. He turned his hand and used a huge sickle again. Then he held the other hand on the wrist that controlled the sickle and pulled it hard. The sickle seemed to be pulled. In an instant, it split into dozens of black small sickles. To be precise, dozens of black small flying knives hovering around Jiang Feizhan's body, buzzing continuously, like black flying birds.

The angry Jiang Feishen stared at Li Moyan tightly, flicked his fingertips, and a black flying knife flew out in response, like a black line, directly cutting through the air and shooting towards Li Moyan.

At the same time, Li Moyan also started to move quickly again. Jiang Feizhan had expected that, and he lit his finger and shot another flying knife. Within a few breaths, all the flying knives had already spread around Jiang Feizhan. The speed of all the flying knives was more than twice as fast as the previous sickle. During Li Moyan's high-speed movement, these flying knives were also chasing rapidly, constantly fusing and splitting.

"Sher" came with a slight sound, and a blood thread burst out from Li Moyan's arm, and Jiang Feizhan's mouth also brought a smile.

As the wound cracked, the other flying knives seemed to be flies that smelled the smell, flocking to him. Although Li Moyan was still moving and attacking at high speed, there were too many flying knives, and the free combination and splitting made him unable to defend against it, and his body was covered with bloody mouths.

Moreover, this high-speed movement also put a heavy load on Li Moyan's body. He gradually began to breathe violently. Faced with this flying knife full of eyes, he even had a dizzy situation.

Jiang Feizhan looked at Li Moyan with cold eyes, who was gradually slowing down. The boy was covered in blood. At this time, the battle situation was all under his control. Li Moyan was just a mouse that was still being played with before his death.

As if he was a little impatient with this kind of play, Jiang Feizhan raised his hand with one hand, pointed at Li Moyan from afar, and said coldly: "Foreigners, just come here. Although you have some small skills, you still have a gap with me, so you can die!" After saying that, a murderous aura flashed in your eyes.

All the flying knives were sensed and flew towards Li Moyan's position from different angles and positions. Li Moyan's body was covered with wounds, and the pain made him unable to avoid so many flying knives at the same time.

Looking at the black shadows sweeping over the sky, Li Moyan said in his heart: "It's over!"
Chapter completed!