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"Huo Qing's light skills are far better than me, and his internal strength has reached the pinnacle. Even if he was severely injured by Senior Sister Qingcheng twice, he still had at least 50% of his strength! What's more... there is it!"

Fang Ming touched his back, the King of Heavenly King was wrapped in a thick layer of cloth, and he was carrying it on his back. With this drag, he couldn't escape very far! No! Even if he abandoned this drag, he would not be caught up in a long time and would lose his greatest help! While thinking, he kept walking at all, and the shadows on both sides quickly retreated. As he chased and fled, he and Huo Qing were gradually away from the two innate battlefields.

"At this point, I can only fight with my back!"

Fang Ming looked up at the bright moon in the sky. At this time, the bright moon in the sky was surprisingly bright, sprinkling with silver light, and was about to climb to the core of the many stars.

"Hmm? Why did that guy stop?"

Huo Qing's figure suddenly stopped, and in the midst of movement, it seemed as if his body was light and weightless, making people's scalp numb.

"Drink! Look at the knife!!!"

Just as he stopped, Fang Ming had turned around suddenly, and the four-foot-long strip behind him suddenly pressed down.

"Haha...the young man!"

Huo Qing sneered, as if a pair of white silk gloves had been added to his chicken feet, and his hands were shining brightly under the moonlight.

This is his famous weapon, made of the fusion of heavenly silk and metal spider silk, which is made of thousands of hammers. It cannot enter the water and fire, and it cannot be damaged by swords. It used this glove to destroy ninety-one exquisite weapon in a row!

"Down here!" Huo Qing smiled grimly, and grabbed the blade directly with both hands.

His pair of fleshy palms had the terrifying power of broken gold and jade under the infusion of true power. Now, with the protection of the Tiancan gloves, he had no doubts even if he took those fine weapons with empty hands.

Hissing!

Under the claw wind, the cloth wrapped around the knife broke layer by layer, revealing a dark black sword.

"Boy, you're looking for death if you run away!"

Huo Qing was stunned at first, then sneered constantly, and grabbed the tip of the knife with his right hand.

"It's you who want to die!" Fang Ming had no expression on his face, held the knife in both hands, and the continuous operation of true power, the sword technique of Breaking the Ring was slashing down, and the wind was endless.

Click!

The black long sword touched the Tian Silk Gloves, and the dark tip of the knife cut effortlessly into the defense formed by the mixed Tian Silk and the golden spider silk, as if it was just a piece of cooked cowhide.

"Not good!!!" Huo Qing's face turned blue. He obviously did not expect that Fang Ming had such a magic weapon at the hands of a acquired warrior!!!

Finally, he reacted very quickly. When he found something wrong, he changed to slap. He turned his right hand sideways, slapped the blade with a palm, deflecting the blade.

call!

The long knife almost touched Huo Qing's face and cut off his hair.

Huo Qing screamed strangely, and quickly retreated, leaping and escaping three feet away. At this time, he raised his right hand.

I saw that the three fingers had broken at the same time, the wound turned white, and the blood was penetrated at this time, and then it turned into a burst!

"What a quick knife, a magic weapon!"

Huo Qingzhi felt cold sweat falling on his forehead, and the other party's treasure sword was so sharp! If he had slowed down a little just now, he would probably have to explain his whole life here!

Opposite him, Fang Ming stood with a knife, which was obviously a pity.

"Old guy, come on your own!"

At this time, only by killing or severely attacking Huo Qing could there be a glimmer of hope. Fang Ming gritted his teeth and swung his sword technique again.

He has now received many master annotations from the Wanjie Sword Book, and his understanding of the sword realm is getting deeper. Now every sword is used, he is very slight, and his sword skills are endless. He has already obtained the essence of the sword realm of the first level and the subtle realm!

"Good boy, I must pull your fingers one by one!"

After Huo Qing pointed to the acupoint to stop the bleeding, the expression on his face became even more annoyed and angry, and a dark air appeared.

"Yinshagong!!!"

In the dark mist, his kung fu was exerted again, and his fleshy palms seemed to have turned into two black swords, killing Fang Ming together.

At this time, he had already regarded Fang Ming as a real opponent, and the power of the Yinfeng sword palm surged out.

"So strong! He is still in a serious injury state. If he was a top acquired master in his heyday, how terrifying would it be?"

After dozens of moves, Fang Ming's heart was already sank. Although the other party was seriously injured, his tricks were sophisticated and his internal strength was profound that he still looked like he was bottomless.

"It's a pity..."

Huo Qing stepped on the underworld, and his whole body seemed to be a ghost from hell. In an instant, the opponent attacked the Eighteen Palms!

"The Killing Sword of Breaking the Ring, there will be no return!"

Fang Ming's eyes were indifferent. The sword technique that had already reached its limit seemed to have made another breakthrough under the strong pressure of the opponent.

The black blade seemed to turn into a black dragon, hovering out, dissolving the power of the Yinfeng sword palms all over the sky.

However, Huo Qing's skills were far above him. In the shadow of the palms, Fang Ming suddenly paused with his sword hand. After this, his two ghost palms had already penetrated within one foot of Fang Ming.

"Good come!"

Fang Ming put away his sword to protect his body, blocked Huo Qing's palm with his sword body, and formed a seal with his left hand. In the solemnity of the treasure, a large monument-smashing heavy hand had already collided with another ghost palm.

puff!

When the two palms met, Huo Qing's figure paused slightly, while Fang Ming felt a cold internal force sweeping over the other party's hand like a storm.

Fang Ming's face turned red, and he flew backwards. A mouthful of blood had already gushed out, but by vomiting blood, he discharged the Yin and Cold internal energy that invaded his body.

This is not because his big monument-hitting player is not as good as the opponent's martial arts skills, but his internal strength is far from that of the other party, so he naturally has an invincible appearance.

"You can't do anything, let's go!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Fang Ming's face immediately looked much better. A cloth belt flew out from his waist, tied a green bamboo as thick as an arm, and the bamboo body suddenly arched into a huge arc. With the force of this bounce, Fang Ming's figure had instantly jumped out of six or seven feet apart, jumped a few times, and disappeared into the black shadow.

“Where to go?”

Huo Qing's eyes shot out with a sharp murderous aura, and he was still secretly wondering:

"This young man has a sharp sword technique, good palm power, and his internal skills are superb and mellow. He can actually resolve my internal strength of Yinsha. But why have I never heard of such a young master, and even his martial arts skills can't be recognized at all?"

As he pursued, he saw Fang Ming had already penetrated into a cave. Huo Qing paused, and then the pain in his hand came, causing a thread of blood to appear in his eyes.

"Chasing! This is a dead end! Unless there is another exit, you must kill this kid!"

Huo Qing waved his sleeves and waved his eyes. Several slender objects as dark as ink and had a triangle on his head had already sank into the grass around the entrance of the cave. They were silently dormant. The colorful rings on his body were actually the same color as the grass, which was hard to tell.

These are the seven-star step ring snakes, which are extremely poisonous and cannot be saved by those who are in the middle. They also act like wind. Even ordinary martial arts masters will accidentally get caught.

Huo Qing specially trained these ones, and under the help of the wish, he had already sealed the entrance of the cave. Anyone who wants to break out will inevitably be attacked by these poisonous snakes.

"With that kid's martial arts, it is impossible to break through the blockade of my treasures silently!"

Huo Qing stepped in with confidence. The entrance to the cave was very dry. A mountain bear's body fell in a pool of blood. The dark red blood had slowly solidified and turned black. It was obviously Fang Ming's masterpiece before.

He took out a night pearl from his arms, and under his eyes, the originally dark cave became clearly visible.

But even so, Huo Qing's cautiousness still mentioned the limit. The Yinsha Technique was constantly moving, and the force in his hands was flowing endlessly, protecting the vital points of his body. Even his steps slowed down a lot and slowly exploring into the hole.

...

Inside the cave, Fang Ming dragged the King of Heavenly King's Golden Knife, his chest was in severe pain and he was still struggling to move forward.

The reason why I chose here to block Huo Qing was naturally because I valued the advantages of this cave.

At least, if you can delay him for a little while, if you have another offer, you will make a big profit.

"It's a pity...my luck is not very good..."

Fang Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at the thick rock wall in front of him, as well as the fishy smell and dampness around him.

His luck was bad this time. The cave was one-way, not even a fork, which was simply a dead end. As long as Huo Qing came over steadily, he could not avoid it!

Of course, Fang Ming did not enter the cave to escape, he had other plans!

"This cave is dozens of feet long. Huo Qing is careful all the way and has to be careful of my sneak attack. It will take at least half an incense stick to go..."

A smile appeared on Fang Ming's mouth: "And I only need a few moments!"

boom!

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the martial arts order suddenly shone brightly.

A line of ancient meaning is sad, as if the fonts of oracle bone inscriptions and bronze inscriptions emerge:

"Can travel the world: Wulin Avatar!!! Time: Three months!!!"

"Of course!"

If you don’t choose at this time, you will die. Huo Qing outside will not wait for another month. Fang Ming naturally made a decision without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, the martial arts order produced a terrible suction force, as if he had sucked out his internal strength, flesh and blood, and even his soul.

In ancient times, the scenes of stars in the sky are constantly flashing.

Fang Ming's consciousness instantly attached to the martial arts order, crossed the huge blue and yellow suns, and came to a brilliant river full of white stars.

In the flash of lightning, a huge white and red light ball had been found and hit it violently.

"This time the world size seems to be larger than the last time the Blue Blood Sword. Is it a higher level of power?"

Fang Ming had only this idea in his mind, and then the martial arts ruling collided with the world, and the terrifying fluctuations suddenly made Fang Ming fall into darkness.

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