In the darkness, the flame on the blade of the sword of the Red Dust has been extinguished, and another Duanyu is still held in the hands of the Blood Rakshasa. What is applied on it is a strong scoundrel that is enough to kill ordinary people in several breaths. Even a warrior who has achieved success in qi cultivation has great destructive power.

But even so, holding these two killing weapons in his hand, Xue Luosha still fled forward without looking back.

The gap is too big, and I have never seen any martial arts skills before. There is also the calmness of setting traps layer by layer, using everything at hand to cause killing...

When the Blood Rakshasa was halfway through the thought, the wall passing by was rumbling loudly. A huge, dark palm had already passed through the wall and grabbed her head hard.

Blood Rakshasa swung another long sword to "Break the Vulgar Fate" to resist, but the other party's hand seemed to have a magical nature. No matter how she changed the angle and speed of "Break the Vulgar Fate", the other party could gently slapped the sword spine with a palm.

What's even more disgusting is that the other party actually wore gloves.

This is the first time that Blood Rakshasa has met such a cautious guy.

The next moment, she turned around, waved her sword, and "Slaying Hongchen" swept towards the reincarnated black shadow with a roar of tearing the air. The sound of slashing, the stone chips splashed, and the sword body was directly pointed at by the other party, and then stuck in the crack of the broken wall.

The injury of the Blood Rakshasa inner palace was once again affected. He spit out a mouthful of blood, and he let go of the long sword in his hand without any nostalgia, and then accelerated... to escape.

But it was useless. This dark night was like Zuo Zhicheng's home court. No matter how Blood Rakshasa escaped and was hidden, it was meaningless in the infrared sight of his left eye.

Every escape and evasion can only bring about even more strange and dangerous sneak attacks.

In the alley, Zuo Zhicheng fell from the sky again, and the Blood Rakshasa drew his sword and slashed angrily.

But the opponent's attack was faster this time. No, the Xue Rakshasa's own injury worsened and the speed of attack slowed down. It was not until this time that Xue Rakshasa suddenly realized that the other party was not unable to catch her, but the reason why she wanted to let her escape again and again was just to consume her physical strength and energy.

I just realized it now, and it seems a bit late.

The wrist holding the sword was grabbed at will, and the Blood Rakshasa waved his other hand and smashed it at the other party's Adam's apple. With a bang, fists and fists intersected, and a muffled groan, several of her fingers had turned into strange twists.

Then there was a series of attacks and defenses between both hands and feet, but the Blood Rakshasa was held in one hand, and the other was broken, and the body was severely damaged. What is Zuo Zhicheng's opponent?

The two of them ran while fighting, and they didn't know how many walls and doors and windows had collapsed. The Blood Rakshasa was covered in blood and the breath was weak. They ate five punches on their ribs, but they didn't know how many bones were broken. The Blood Rakshasa made another puff and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Blood was sprinkled towards Zuo Zhicheng's mask, and he had to block it with his hands, sprinkling the blood saved into his eyes.

It was at this time that the Blood Rakshasa used all his last strength to break free from Zuo Zhicheng's other hand and escaped into the darkness again.

But her mind was still full of the figure of the man just now, with the power and speed of the ghosts and gods. She had never seen the martial arts methods before, but it was simple, effective, and fatal. It was a pure killing technique.

What's even more terrifying is that the other party's instinctive rhythm led her step by step into the abyss of death. After all, her body is even stronger and even has various strange skills to practice magic. Blood Rakshasa has never been seen in the Hell Gate.

But like the man in front of you, it is absolutely rare to be able to consume your energy and physical strength through simple steps and slowly kill yourself.

The next moment, his thoughts had to be retracted again, and Blood Raksha rushed forward suddenly, and behind her, with a silver light flashing, a long sword blade pierced directly from the wall behind her.

That was her weapon, killing Hongchen.

After another series of escapes, a man with brown hair jumped several times, flipped over the wall, and came to her.

"Senior sister, why is it so much to make a big noise!"

"Junior brother, there is...be careful!"

"What?"

boom!

...

The lights have been restored to Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall, and dozens of warriors are silently cleaning up the bodies on the ground.

Jiang Tianzheng was stabbed by a sword and was poisoned. Xiao Jingyang lost severe blood, but now he has only done a simple treatment. However, Xiao Changhe walked to the outside of the yard in advance and then slipped away first, without any harm.

Jiang Tianzheng asked with a serious look on his face: "That... was the ghost fist just now?"

Qin Wu, the president of the Yanwu Society, said: "Height and body shape are in line with the rumored description. Moreover, the only one who has such a high skill in Xinlu Port is probably the only one who has such a high skill." His left ear was cut off by the Blood Rakshasa. He had just bandaged it. While speaking, a look of fear appeared on his face.

His inference was also recognized by other martial artists. Xiao Jingyang on the other side was asking about the situation: "What's going on? Did the Blood Rakshasa escape? Did the Ghost Fist chase after him?"

"I have sent someone to chase me and see," Xiao Changhe said: "They have called in the west of the city."

At this moment, a young disciple from Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall ran over panting: "Teacher...Senior Brother..."

"What's wrong? Didn't I ask you to follow me? Why are you back?"

The disciple said with a strange expression: "We originally wanted to stop the Blood Rakshasa, but we couldn't stop him. A Kai and A Hui were both injured, and then we followed from afar."

While speaking, even his tone showed a sense of disbelief: "They fought all the way and collapsed several houses, but Blood Rakshasa was seriously injured, but later it seemed that another man came, and he and Blood Rakshasa dealt with the Ghost Fist again."

In this strange atmosphere, Xiao Jingyang coughed and asked, "Why are you back? Don't you continue to follow?"

"I can't keep up." The young disciple smiled bitterly: "And... they are coming here."

At this moment, from far to near, a rumbling sound kept ringing, as if some prehistoric beast was constantly rushing. Everyone thought of an impossible possibility in their hearts, and Jiang Tianzheng looked in the direction where the sound came: "Go to the second floor together to take a look."

Looking from the second floor of Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall, you can clearly see the buildings and streets of hundreds of meters in a radius. The sound comes from the direction to the west of the yard. With the sound of the sound, you can still see a lot of smoke and dust.

Every few times the smoke and dust rise, countless exclamations can be heard, and then everyone saw a two-story house collapse directly.
Chapter completed!