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Chapter 18 Returning Wind Slash

"I dare to be arrogant even if I am a slut, and I will be forced into a human being and suffer the most of this world."

Hong Cheng roared, and the turbid air that was about to be extinguished on his head rushed out again.

As the roar was heard, Hong Cheng abandoned Deng Duxiu and came to the young man in blood.

He was almost cut off his throat without any warning just now, and Deng Duxiu's mysteriousness made him unable to understand it.

He decided to change his direction and deal with the young man in blood first.

"Thirteen, here!"

Deng Duxiu shouted.

The young man in blood rushed into the woods, and Hong Cheng stopped.

"What kind of magic are you?"

The young man in blood was surprised and happy.

Before Deng Duxiu could speak, Hong Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up, "Damn it, just a thousand tough silk!"

Deng Duxiu's eyebrows jumped and complained secretly.

Just now, he walked in the air and stepped on the Qianliang Silk.

Taking advantage of the hard struggle between Hong Cheng and the young man in blood, he used the wonderful method of driving things to quietly make thousands of tough silks back and forth in the woods.

Just because Qianliangsi is very thin, it is impossible to see clearly when you don’t get closer during the day.

At night, this thousand tough silk is no different from invisible.

Therefore, the effect of stepping on the line is like stepping on the air.

Just now, he induced Hong Cheng to enter the forest. When Hong Cheng pursued him, his neck was hanging on the thousand-string silk and he was tripped.

If Hong Cheng had not had strong cultivation and strong flesh and blood, he would have been killed by a throat slit on the spot.

Qian Rensi's secret was seen through. Hong Cheng smiled and waved his palm to break a pear wood as thick as a hammer, rubbed his hands into a knife, and instantly slashed out a wooden knife.

He picked up the wooden knife and rushed out of the forest like lightning. The wooden knife danced into a whirlwind in his palm. He picked up the silk thread, and the dagger on his right palm cut towards the Qianliang silk like lightning.

Deng Duxiu was no longer in a hurry to close the thread. After a few ups and downs, Hong Cheng cut off all the thousand-strength threads pulled out of the woods.

The young man in blood picked up the broad sword in Deng Duxiu's palm, but instead of retreating, he went to Hong Cheng first, "You retreat first!"

"Remove a chicken feather."

Since Deng Duxiu chose to return, he would not retreat again.

Hong Cheng pressed forward step by step, forcing him to be full of arrogance after his rebirth.

With a whoosh, Bailian dagger threw it and blitzed Hong Cheng.

"Come on, die together."

Hong Cheng's body trembled like waves, and his whole body exploded like fried beans.

The whole body was filled with blood and energy, and he was like lightning. He fought with the young man in blood with bare hands and was not at all inferior. Deng Duxiu's dagger attacked him, as long as he was not in front of him, he would just ignore it.

Several times, the dagger that Deng Duxiu activated was stabbed on him, and he could only pierce his clothes and could not even hurt his flesh.

With a bang, Hong Cheng actually clamped the Xueyin Knife with a pair of flesh palms, and he wanted to use the method of breaking the blade with empty hands. The young man in blood shouted loudly and punched the blade. With a bang, the Xueyin Knife turned into countless pieces, which was swept by him and shot directly into Hong Cheng.

Hong Cheng waved his sleeves and lifted all the fragments away, and he felt extremely annoyed.

He naturally understood that the young man in blood knew that he could not protect the Snow Drinking Knife and was destroyed by force, so he would not let him take it back.

"Die!"

Hong Cheng shouted angrily, his palms flashed like waves in the air, falling rapidly, and three palms hit the chest of the young man in blood.

The young man in blood was slapped in his mouth and spitted blood. He actually exerted a fierce force. He hugged Hong Cheng's waist and shouted angrily, "If you don't retreat, you will be here, save your life and avenge me."

"I have to take revenge too much, how old are you?"

Deng Duxiu shouted loudly and actually stabbed Hong Cheng with a dagger.

The young man in blood hugged Hong Cheng tightly, and he was hit by seven or eight palms in a row, never withdrawing his hand.

"court death!"

Hong Cheng was extremely angry and slammed the young man in blood with one hand, and his arm surged. He grabbed Deng Xiu and was about to catch the Bailian dagger when he saw it.

Suddenly, a silver snake emerged from Deng Duxiu's waist.

"Li Mufeng!"

Hong Cheng opened his eyes wide open, and then grabbed the Silver Snake Sword with his big hands and shouted sternly, "Who are you!"

"It's your ancestor!"

The silver snake sword body was caught, and the tip of the sword was still wandering. With a clang, Hong Cheng actually opened his mouth and bit the tip of the sword. At this moment, the sword broke out from the hilt of the sword and stabbed Hong Cheng's eyebrows.

Hong Cheng was shocked. He knew the Silver Snake Sword, but he didn't know that the Silver Snake Sword contained a Zijian. It was so lightning that it could not be avoided. He had to abandon the young man in blood, waved his palm and separated it between his eyebrows. With a puff, the Zijian stabbed his palm and couldn't even pierce it.

At this moment, the Bailian dagger had already attacked his face. He waved his palm to block it. The dagger was suddenly shot by Deng Duxiu's hand, and a strange arc was drawn from Deng Duxiu's neck, which accurately cut into his injured neck. With a sting, the blood arrow shot like a pillar.

"Returning Wind Slash! Hoho..."

Hong Chengman was incredible and punched Deng Duxiu in the chest, and Deng Duxiu flew out like a kite with a broken string.

When he hit the ground, Hong Cheng also fell to the ground. Deng Duxiu's consciousness fell into darkness, while Hong Cheng's consciousness fell into permanent darkness.

"Ho ho, what a fellow immortal martial artist, ho ho..."

The young man in blood fell to the ground, his anger was as angry as a slept in his body, and his body was covered with blood.

In the quiet forest, the moonlight softly vented all over the ground, the wind stopped, leaving only the breath of the young man in blood.

He gasped on the ground for about an hour, suddenly struggled to get up, picked up the sword of the Silver Snake Sword, walked slowly to Deng Duxiu, and murmured, "It's a pity that such a monster is missing the strings of his brain."

As he said that, he even slashed his eyebrows with a sword, and a drop of light golden blood slipped out. He picked up Deng Duxiu, whose blood had stained his front collar, and introduced the drop of light golden blood into his mouth.

Afterwards, he cleaned the battlefield and hugged Deng Duxiu-shen and walked towards the end of the woods.

...

It’s windy in summer and the sun is very dry.

Deng Duxiu opened his eyes slightly, and a smell of mud poured into his nose. He reached out and touched his face, and the veil had fallen.

He touched his hand and grabbed a handful of mud and sand. He struggled to get up and found himself lying in the soft mud by the beach.

Not far away, the young man in blood was lying in the mud, his face turned pale.

He calmed down and remembered his situation yesterday, and naturally knew that he was dragged here by a young man in blood.

When he thought that Hong Cheng was finished, he felt relaxed for no reason and could not help but expand his chest. He was stunned for a moment. Only then did he remember that Hong Cheng's last palm almost shook his internal organs. If he hadn't repaired the iron cloth shirt of Lieyang, he would have been killed at that time.

Even so, he was seriously injured.

But now he was relaxed and motivated his qi and blood. The qi and blood in the entrance of his hands could already rush into a small bag of dragon heads. This was clearly a sign of breaking through to the first level of Mingjin.

What's going on?

After a serious injury healed overnight, he even advanced.

The next moment, his eyes turned to the young man in blood. He could even imagine with his toes that the cause of the change could only be caused by this guy.
Chapter completed!
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