Zhao Yang's strength is above Fengye, and xiaofengye's strength is only in the middle of its foundation construction. Although it has been regarded as adverse weather among peers, it still can't be compared with Zhao Yang.
However, the two men are different in body methods and attack moves. Feng Ye's moves were mostly taught by his master later, while Zhao Yang's attack was more fierce and lethal. He went to the other side's dead hole with one hand.
The two men shocked the public with their hands. Even the first demon monk was shocked at this time. I know that I have made the biggest and most stupid mistake, that is to be too arrogant and despise others.
If he didn't feel that his strength and accomplishments were unmatched among these people, and he despised the kid, how could he have been hit by the kid's move?
Now, seeing that the two little ghosts jointly attack him, the move is with killing intention, he immediately murmured: "hum! Even if the devil is drugged, you two kids can't kill it! "
As soon as the gloomy voice fell, he clapped his hands on the ground, and the whole man flew up. He raised his hands and attacked the two men with a very fast speed.
The two men leaped in the air, avoided the attack, and rushed forward again. The two small figures were entangled with the demon repair, and they fought fiercely.
The magic cultivation lost all his spiritual breath, and his whole body was weak and weak. Now he could fight with them because he tried his last bit of strength. He thought he could easily kill them. However, these two little ghosts were just like two loaches, and they kept slipping by him, making him unable to catch them.
As he dodged Zhao Yang's attack, suddenly, a small fist shot down again behind him, and it was aimed at his stabbed wound.
The fist of a child is not powerful, but the fist of a monk in the middle of foundation construction is different. The fist is shot down, and Shengsheng makes him spit out a mouthful of blood.
At this time, the last trace of strength seemed to be exhausted, and the speed slowed down. A sword came to his face. He tried to stop it, but he found that the sword in his hand had been knocked down earlier.
"Whew!"
I saw that sword was slashed hard, and the raw one was cut off from his face. His eyes widened angrily and unwillingly. His body became stiff at that moment, as if time stopped at that moment, and all the voices around him could not be heard. He felt fresh blood splashing on his side
"Bang!"
Looking at that demon Xiu's fall, Feng Ye gasped for breath and was about to go up to see it. Zhao Yang pulled him: "I'll go." Zhao Yang will protect him behind him, he went up and kicked him, and after repeatedly confirming that he had been out of breath, he turned back to Feng Ye and said, "he is dead."
"Yang Yang, your swordsmanship is good again." The Phoenix night smiles a praise.
"You can learn from me." Zhao Yang is still tense a small face, he will be on the ground demon Xiu body valuable things are taken down and handed to Feng Ye.
Phoenix night to see so many things, not from the eyes of a bright, smile will be put things away.
After a long time, they did not hear any other sound. Then they looked at the people of the thunder and fire mercenaries who were still sitting on the ground and asked, "how are you doing? Is your body back? "
The thunder fire mercenary troop's crowd opened mouth, after calming down the mind, this just way: "still some weak."
It's not only the magic cultivation who got the medicine, but even they are the same. I don't know how they have such courage. Are they afraid of accidents?
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