There were at least twenty flying needles. Yan Liqiang waved his hands with the fastest speed, and in less than half a second, he put the flying needle out.

The flying needle flew to Mo Leng from all angles, head, neck, back, chest, abdomen, arms, legs... Several flying needles even flew to Mo Leng's buttocks and knees from a tricky angle.

The flying needle has been tempered with poison. As long as one hits the target, Yan Liqiang will win.

But Yan Liqiang still underestimated the ability of a martial artist, or he did not expect how strong a martial artist was. And Mo Leng was not an ordinary martial artist, but a master who was about to advance to a great martial artist, and was much stronger than Yan Liqiang.

In the midst of lightning, just as the flying needle flew less than two meters away from Mo Leng's side, Mo Leng's eyes, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened. A ray of light flashed in his eyes, and his whole body instantly fell to the side like drunkenness, and then a sword light appeared beside him.

"Ding...ding...ding..." A series of subtle dinging sounds sounded as if they were heard at the same time.

Yan Liqiang's flying needle fell to the ground in an instant, and the other half was smashed by Mo Leng's sword light.

Just now, if Mo Leng was just a warrior or a dragon and tiger warrior, it would be difficult for Yan Liqiang to escape Yan Liqiang's flying needles, but unfortunately, Mo Leng was too strong.

"who……"

With a cold shout, Mo Leng, who was covered in white hair, rushed towards Yan Liqiang like lightning.

Yan Liqiang waved his hand and two more flying needles flew towards Mo Leng. At the same time, he rushed towards the entrance of the cave, looking like he was running away.

The two flying needles in the air continued to be shattered by the long sword in Mo Leng's hand. Just now, Mo Leng had already seen Yan Liqiang's black scarf masked and chased Yan Liqiang at once.

Compared to the place where there is a big pit in the belly of the mountain, the passage of the cave less than two meters high is long and narrow, and can only pass through two people at a time.

Mo Leng chased after him, while Yan Liqiang used his Nine Palace Wind Shadow Step, and while escaping, he kept releasing flying needles behind him. With just a few breaths, the two rushed to the middle of the mountain abdomen passage one by one.

While running quickly, when he felt that Mo Leng's figure had been chased to a distance of only more than ten meters, Yan Liqiang took out the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon hidden on his body, and then in a fast running, he turned around from the air and aimed the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon at Mo Leng who was rushing over.

Yan Liqiang suddenly changed his face when he saw Mo Leng rushing over.

The life and death of both parties is decided in an instant.

Yan Liqiang pressed the thunder fire dragon cannon at Mo Leng, and Mo Leng shouted loudly and threw the long sword in his hand towards Yan Liqiang.

A white fire dragon swept towards Mo Leng's direction. In this narrow passage, the fire dragon occupied every inch of space, making people unable to avoid it. The scorching high temperature instantly made Yan Liqiang feel like standing in front of the steelmaking furnace.

Mo Leng's long sword passed through the fire and flew towards Yan Liqiang in his chest.

The fire swept through the long sword, causing the speed of the long sword to slow down in the tunnel. It was during this slowdown that Yan Liqiang felt a sharp energy had flown in front of him. Without thinking, he smashed the metal tube of the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon in his hand as a hidden weapon to hit the sword light. He turned his body and rushed to the side without thinking...

While screaming in his ear, Yan Liqiang then felt his arms chill, and his whole body was carried back by a huge inertia and fell heavily to the ground.

The final process of the entire life-and-death showdown ended in less than a second.

Yan Liqiang, who fell to the ground, turned his face and saw the long sword thrown by Mo Leng being inserted on the ground beside him, shaking continuously. The tip of the sword, just pierced the several layers of clothes he was wearing, pressing against the skin of his arm, leaving a blood mark on his arm, and at the same time, he took himself and fell to the ground.

"Ah..." A shrill scream echoed in the cave. A fire man wrapped in white flames was screaming, his hands and feet dancing, rushing towards Yan Liqiang's place like a headless fly, shouting wildly, "I want to kill you, kill you..."

Mo Leng's entire person was wrapped in a strange fire, and he could not even see his appearance.

Yan Liqiang lay on the ground. Before the man got up, two flying needles flew over and disappeared into the human figure wrapped in flames.

"I want to kill..." The screams in the cave stopped suddenly. The human figure wrapped in flames knelt on the ground less than ten meters away from Yan Liqiang, and then rushed, motionless, like a piece of ignited dry firewood, which started to burn quietly in the cave.

Yan Liqiang lay on the ground and gasped violently for a while before reaching out to pull out the long sword that had been stuck in the ground with several layers of clothes, and then got up.

Thinking about the scene of lightning just now, when he recalled, he couldn't help feeling a little thrilling. The so-called fighting with his life is just that.

In the contest just now, he did not expect Mo Leng's reaction to be so fast and agile. He could escape his flying needle attack in that situation during the process of practicing the exercises. Secondly, he did not expect Mo Leng to have the trick of throwing a sword before he died, especially in the last move. If it weren't for the thunder fire dragon cannon slowing down the speed of the sword, if it weren't for the sensitivity and reaction speed he had trained through his own hidden weapon skills, Mo Leng's last blow would have definitely penetrated him through his chest.

Of course, the one I didn't expect was Mo Leng. In any case, Mo Leng didn't expect that Yan Liqiang would actually carry a terrifying weapon like the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon. It was because he carried the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon that Yan Liqiang had no chance to escape just now. He was not really running, but to lead him to the middle of the cave so that the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon could exert its maximum power in such a space.

Yan Liqiang lived, Mo was cold to death. This was the final outcome. A master of level 1 martial arts was killed by Yan Liqiang in such a strange cave.

Yan Liqiang took Mo Leng's sword and came to Mo Leng's body, which was still burning. He raised the sword and poked Mo Leng's body dozens of times again, making Mo Leng die so hard that he could not die again. Then he turned around and picked up the metal cylinder left by the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon, turned around and quickly left the cave...

Outside the cave, there was still a gloomy and terrifying situation. What happened just now in the cave was in less than half a minute, and there were still some twists and turns in the cave, so there was nothing outside.

Two minutes later, Yan Liqiang came to a small hill with weeds everywhere outside the mass grave, throwing the long sword in his hand and the metal cylinder left by the Thunder Fire Dragon Cannon. Then in the blink of an eye, Yan Liqiang's figure disappeared into the darkness.
Chapter completed!