Fighting: Starting from Xiao Yubidong

The night wind is cool, the moon is bright, and the silvery moonlight is falling down, making the bluestone avenue under your feet like water waves, rippling with light waves.

The quiet and deserted streets seemed a little more chilling for no reason.

Xiao Ming was dressed in white clothes like snow, holding a long sword in his hand, as if walking in a leisurely garden, he slowly came towards the moonlight.

At the gate of the main helm of the Langtou mercenary group, more than twenty tall mercenary men saw a figure walking slowly on the empty street, and immediately looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of them vigilantly.

"Stop! Who!"

"Xiao Ming."

He replied faintly, and the voice fell, only to see the figure who was thirty feet away just now, suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, he appeared in front of them again like a ghost.

"Xiao Ming? He's here! Hurry up and report to the leader."

A clever mercenary immediately ran into the courtyard. After Xiao Ming let him go, he finally drew his long sword slowly.

Seeing this, a group of mercenaries looked at each other, and the leader gave an order, and more than twenty mercenaries immediately mobilized their fighting spirit and rushed towards Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming didn't talk nonsense, he poured his battle energy into the long sword, and then cast the afterimage of wind catkins taught by Yun Yun, his body turned into a light green light and shadow, which shot out instantly.

Accompanied by dozens of messy light green sword lights raging out, one after another screams also came out, and in the blink of an eye, light green light and shadow passed through the crowd.

As the figures fell one after another, Yan Cheng and the others who were hiding in the dark were stunned for a moment, and at the same time, the eyes of many people showed excitement.

Such a decisive and ruthless instant kill, so crisp and neat, was something they had never seen in the mercenary town for so many years.

This kind of little guy is not worthy of Xiao Ming's use of fighting skills.

You only need to pour fighting energy into the sword, use the ghostly body technique and the fast sword that is as fast as the wind, and use the sharp sword energy to kill in an instant.

After getting rid of these rookies with [-]nd, [-]rd, and [-]th star Dou Zhe, Xiao Ming walked into the courtyard slowly, holding the scabbard in one hand and the long sword in the other.

The moonlight was faint, pulling his figure long, and the breeze was blowing gently, making his clothes and hair flying.

The spacious yard was already full of tall or short, fat or thin mercenaries, who were looking at him fiercely at this moment.

Xiao Ming walked slowly to the center of the courtyard, and more than 100 mercenaries surrounded him instantly.

At this time, the crowd in front of Xiao Ming dispersed, and a group of more than a dozen people slowly came over. The leader was a one-eyed dragon, tall and strong, with well-developed chest muscles. wolf head.

Next to him was a middle-aged man in brocade clothes, Xiao Ming vaguely remembered that he was Mr. Yao from Wanyaozhai.

Mu She stepped forward, looked at Xiao Ming with vicious eyes, and said coldly: "You are Xiao Ming? Mu Li was really killed by you?"

Even now, he still holds a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Xiao Ming didn't answer, but quickly caught a petite white figure among the crowd.

Looking at the familiar pretty face whose mouth was gagged, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Little doctor?"

The little fairy doctor whined twice, and desperately shook his head at him, as if wanting him to leave.

Then he saw the middle-aged man in brocade clothes and robes suddenly spread out the iron fan in his hand, and while fanning coquettishly, he said with a chuckle:

"Brother Xiao Ming is indeed a young hero, he entered the tiger's den alone, his courage is commendable."

"It's a pity that young people will pay the price of death after all. As long as you hand over the things you got from the cave, maybe we can consider leaving you a whole body."

Xiao Ming turned his eyes and said lightly: "Stop talking nonsense, are you going to die one by one, or together?"

"Little brat, you have a bit of courage!"

Seeing Xiao Ming ignoring him so much, Mu She sneered and shouted angrily, "Come together, kill him!"

Mu She looks big and thick, but he is very cautious.

As soon as he shouted, the surrounding mercenaries rushed to kill Xiao Ming without saying a word.

There are also colorful fighting skills attacking him from all directions.

Seeing this, Mu Snake's eyes were full of sternness,

The corners of Xiao Ming's lips raised slightly, and instantly summoned the fighting spirit Shayi, and then, the fighting spirit was poured into the long sword, and he swung the sword, then turned around and swung the sword again.

Two crescent-shaped light green light and shadows shot out in two directions, forward and backward. Not only did they break most of those attacks, but the eight people who rushed to the front were hit by the aftermath of the sword energy, and fell down screaming. go down.

"Let the battle qi condense outward? How is it possible?" Mu She said with a look of incredulity, her eyes fixed.

Almost at the same time, Xiao Ming cast the afterimage of the wind, and the person turned into a light green light and shadow and killed in the direction of Mu She.

Ling Jue's light green wind blade raged in the dark night, beheading more than ten people again.

A group of fighters, most of them don't have any good fighting skills, not enough to break through his fighting spirit.

Mr. Yao in the distance looked at Xiao Ming who was displaying his fierce power, his eyes could not help showing doubts.

He secretly poisoned him just now, but he didn't understand why Xiao Ming didn't show any signs of being poisoned.

In just a moment, Xiao Ming broke through the siege, and Mu She was startled, seeing him turn into an afterimage and kill him.

Mu She snorted angrily, picked up a fine steel spear, frantically stimulated the battle energy in her body, and quickly formed a thin cyan veil of battle energy on the surface of her body.

"Little bastard, take your life!"

The bone-chilling voice was full of resentment and awe-inspiring killing intent.

While speaking, he held a gun to meet him, and killed Xiao Ming with his tall body.

Xiao Ming currently only has three attributes of wind, wood and fire in his body, while Mu Snake has the attribute of wind.

The light green long sword fought hard with the long spear shrouded in blue light, and then separated.

As soon as they parted, Xiao Ming's figure moved slightly, and turned into a light green afterimage again, killing towards Mu She as fast as lightning, and the light green sword light went straight to his neck.

The ghost-like speed and the sword light that pierced through the air came in front of him in a blink of an eye, causing Mu She's complexion to change drastically. While leaning back, the tip of the spear suddenly raised.

The guns and swords clashed, the flames splashed, and there was only a "ding" metal impact sound.

Mu She's tall body was shaken by the huge force and moved back several feet.

"Two-star fighter? You are really weak!" Xiao Ming didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue, but just commented lightly.

"I kill you!"

"Feng Xiangbu!"

Mu She was so angry that he vomited blood, let out a roar, stomped his right foot on the ground, followed by another low cry, and his tall body shot out at an extremely fast speed.

A little cold light came first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon!

Mu Snake's spear danced like a flower, stabbing at Xiao Ming with the tip of the spear with blue light.

It's just that even though the spear he dances is gusts of wind, sometimes picking, sweeping, chopping, opening and closing, it is extremely powerful.

Sometimes point and stab, the angle is tricky and vicious.

The cyan gun wind carrier made a sharp piercing sound, attacking as fast as a spirit snake, but the long spear was too slow for a person like Xiao Ming with superb stature.

During the fight between the two, Xiao Ming turned into a light green light and shadow, constantly appearing in front of, behind, left, and right of Mu Snake, relying on his fighting skills in the afterimage of the wind.

His physical skills are strong, and he acts like a ghost, which made all the mercenaries stare dumbfounded, unable to intervene in the slightest.

In the battle between two fighters, if they dare to get involved, they will die.

The two light and shadows of green and green were fighting together, with a normal attack, Xiao Ming was naturally superior, and after a while, Mu She was hit by several swords.

If it weren't for the defense of the grudge gauze clothes, Mu She would have died already.

However, the fighting spirit Shayi could save him for a while, but not for the rest of his life.

The long spear stabbed head-on with a green light, Xiao Ming flashed again, and appeared behind him in an instant, the body's battle energy surged out, and the energy of the long sword in his hand surged, angrily slashing at Mu She's body with a sharp piercing sound. on the back.

Although Mu She possessed advanced physical fighting skills of the Huang rank, he was far from the afterimage of the wind and had no time to react.

Suffering this blow, the faint cyan veil on the surface of Mu She's body shattered, and the tall body also flew forward.

Then with a bang, he fell three feet away.

"Captain!"

A group of mercenaries were shocked and hurried forward to support him.

It was the skinny Gan Mu and the tall and fat He Meng who stepped forward and stopped Xiao Ming.

However, before the two of them could make a move, Xiao Ming's body had already turned into a light green light, appearing in front of the two of them in an instant.

With a flash of Ling Jue's sword light, Gan Mu's big head flew out immediately.

The headless corpse fell down slowly, and the bright red blood sprayed continuously like small silver tree fireworks.

On the contrary, He Meng was worthy of being a big meat, the Nine-Star Fighter's Gan Mu had been decapitated by him with a sword, but he was only an Eight-Star Fighter, but he just cut his throat.

He looked blankly at Xiao Ming in front of him with his bean-sized eyes, touched his neck in disbelief, and then fell down heavily with a plop.

"Second Regiment Leader! Third Regiment Leader!"...

A group of mercenaries saw that the two regiment leaders who were arrogant and domineering in the past failed to survive a single move in front of Xiao Ming, and were instantly killed in the blink of an eye, and immediately rioted.

When had they ever seen such a powerful figure, by this time, they had already been frightened to the point of trembling.

The more than 100 people surrounding Xiao Ming also involuntarily got together.

"Ganmu!"

"Hermon!"

Mu She looked at the two right-hand men with a sad face, shouted bitterly, and then pushed away the mercenary who was supporting him.

While picking up his long gun, he turned his eyes to look at Mr. Yao and his wife who were retreating far away, and said angrily: "Mr. Yao? Didn't you say that you want to kill him together and take away the Seven-Colored Poison Sutra?"

Although Mr. Yao and his wife are not bad in strength, they are only comparable to Gan Mu in strength.

The two of them were already terrified by Xiao Ming's terrifying strength, but when they heard Mu She pull themselves out and saw Xiao Ming's view, they were so frightened that they shuddered.

Hastily smiled ugly, shook his head and said: "What seven-colored poison scripture? I don't know, Mu, Mu She, this is the enmity between you and Brother Xiao Ming, please don't swear."

"You! Coward!"

Mu Sheqi's eyes were about to burst, and he waited angrily for this rebellious villain. After all, he could no longer suppress the turbulent blood in his belly, and a trace of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Coward!"

As he said that, he raised the spear fiercely in his hand, and poured his fighting spirit into the spear.

Mu She had a ferocious face, stared at Xiao Ming with resentment, and said through gritted teeth: "Boy, today I want you to pay for my son's life!"

As soon as the words fell, a cyan wind suddenly gushed out from the tip of his long spear.

Xiao Ming shook his head boredly, and then poured fighting spirit into the long sword in his hand, only to see the sword body tremble suddenly, and the strange runes on the sword body simultaneously lit up with light green light.

"Extreme wind..."

"Meteor kill!"

He thrust out his sword out of thin air, and with a low shout, a green light the size of a thumb burst out.

The light was like a laser, silent, but as fast as lightning. The terrifying energy tore through the space, and almost instantly, it traveled a distance of ten feet, piercing through Mu She's heart.

The powerful piercing power caused several people behind him to suffer, like candied haws being strung together.

Even the remaining prestige remained undiminished, easily piercing through the thick courtyard wall.

Following Mu Snake's fall, more than 100 people froze in place in the huge courtyard, and there was a dead silence in the arena.

Looking at the young man in the center who is still dressed in white clothes like snow and not stained with dust, even if he is a little fairy doctor, but Xiao Ming will definitely win, his beautiful eyes are still wide open in shock.

Everyone in and out of the courtyard looked at Xiao Ming in horror, speechless for a long time.

Until Xiao Ming's gaze turned, he looked at Mr. Yao on the stone steps in the front hall and the group of Little Doctor Immortal not far behind him.

"You, you, are you from the Misty Cloud Sect?"

The Misty Cloud Sect is a transcendent force of the Jia Ma Empire. It has existed for many years, and anyone with a bit of power and insight naturally knows what the Misty Cloud Sect's fighting skills are called.

Haven't seen it, can you still hear it?

Xiao Ming withdrew his sword indifferently, and said lightly: "I heard that you want the Seven Colored Poison Sutra?"

Mr. Yao was so frightened that he began to tremble all over. In a safe environment, many people swore that they were not afraid of death.

But when the god of death comes, there are only a handful of people who can face it calmly.

"Brother Xiao Ming, don't listen to Mu She's nonsense, the little doctor is from our Wanyaozhai, and you are her friend, so you are my friend."

Xiao Ming laughed and said: "Hehe, don't you think I'm young and easy to deceive?"

As he spoke, he walked towards him slowly.

Mr. Yao's complexion changed, and he suddenly pressed the iron fan against the little doctor Xianxue's slender neck, and said in a deep voice, "Stop, don't come over, if you move again, I'll kill her!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Xiao Ming's lips, and he said lightly: "The things obtained in the cave have been kept in my storage ring, and even the little fairy doctor doesn't know that there are seven-color poison scriptures in it."

As he said that, he showed a sarcasm, and said with a sneer, "Guess, there is news about the Seven-Colored Poison Sutra, how did you know?"

Mr. Yao was startled when he heard this, then his pupils shrank, and he said in a shy voice, "You, is that you?"

Xiao Ming held the sword in his chest with both hands, smiled and said lightly: "Kill it."

As his voice fell, a sudden change occurred.

While Mr. Yao and his wife were still at a loss, a sharp golden light suddenly cut out from behind them.

Before Mr. Yao could react, the right hand holding the iron fan flew out.

"what!"

"what!"

And almost at the same time, a dagger also instantly pierced Mrs. Yao's chest beside her.

The couple screamed and looked back in disbelief.

I saw the white-haired old lady standing behind the little fairy doctor who had been unknown all this time.

I don't know when, it has turned into a face of indifference.

The slender and delicate body of the little fairy doctor also froze instantly, her beautiful eyes blinked, and she turned her head in a daze.

"Grandma Zhou?"