A black light flashed past, and it penetrated the earth-yellow fighting spirit that turned into a turtle without any obstacle.

"Puchi~"

The black dagger comes in, the black dagger comes out, the flesh and blood separates, fresh water splashes into the air, merges with the falling rainwater and drips.

Xiu Zheng did not deliberately stab the dagger into his waist to revenge the old man, but his waist was one of the weaknesses in the human body. In addition, the old man was protected by the Douqi Turtle Shell, which was difficult to get the opportunity. Xiu Zheng subconsciously chose this place.

"Ah~" the old man shouted angrily, and his face was extremely ferocious, except for his still open mouth and curled tongue, all other parts of his face were twisted.

"Ha~Haha~" The old man suddenly laughed again for no reason. He ignored the wound on his waist and forced himself to twist in the air, pushed a three-toed webbing towards Xiu Zheng, and pressed Xiu Zheng's chest.

The distance between the two was so close that the corrective felt his chest was stuffy, and his body quickly rotated clockwise with the force of pulling out the dagger, and swept out his right leg like a whip.

The huge webbing brushed against the slewing of the slewing and flew towards the sky.

Xiujing swung out the ground leg whip and swept away the old man's back neck from top to bottom and thrust it up. "Cough~" The old man was so excited that his whole head was bulging down, and his whole body fell uncontrollably. Xiujing took advantage of the victory and used the force to reverse another 180 degrees, and at the same time, he pulled his right leg out of his left leg. He pulled it heavily from bottom to top on the old man's protruding chin, pulling the old man's originally falling body back into the air.

"Don't..." Xiu Zheng stared at the old man with his eyes. The fighting spirit of "shadow Shura" around him suddenly burst out. The "Shura Seal" on the old man's back flashed again. Xiu Jing disappeared below him and appeared behind him the next second. "Slook underestimated..." Xiu Zheng took back his dagger, pressed his hand on the turtle shell behind the old man and stepped on his hump. He used it as a support point and pedal, jumped up hard, jumped over the old man's head, and came to above him. How did he press and step up?

As soon as the speed slowed down, the distance between the two was one and a half human. "We..." Xiuzhen stepped on the air a little, and his body refracted in reverse, and rose to a fall. The black "Shadow Shura" fighting spirit condensed on his left calf. Then he stepped on the air, his body accelerated and changed to a dive, and instantly pulled the distance between him and the old man into a position. The old man came back from just now. Before he had time to react with his body, Xiuzhen was only half a body away from him.

"Xiang Family!" Xiu Zheng shouted at the old man, and his body swung out his left leg that had condensed the fighting spirit, and thrust hard on the old man's bare head. The yellow-colored fighting spirit giant tortoise was scattered in the air.

"Hmm~" The old man quickly crashed into the ground with a series of long moans.

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"Boom~" with a loud bang, a small pit was smashed by the old man on the streets of the slums.

Xiu Zheng did not pursue again. With his current low-level martial artist cultivation, his "Shura Seal" could only trigger three strokes. These three strokes were used up in the just-in-one attack, and the mark behind the old man also disappeared. Xiu Zheng, who fell, estimated his remaining fighting spirit, "Fortunately, most of them use martial arts, and there are still about six levels of fighting spirit left." Xiu Zheng thought about falling steadily next to the small pit, staring at the pit from a high point, staring at the old man with a vigilance.

The old man was lying in the pit with his feet facing the sky, very embarrassed. "Ha~ Hehe~" A weak dry laughter came from the old man's grinning mouth, "Very good, you are very good, you are also good at repairing the family, haha~ Hehe~" The old man squinted his small eyes and looked at the sky, murmured in his mouth, his chin had been dislocated, and the sound was made from his throat.

"..." Xiu Jing's eyes narrowed and his body tightened. He flipped his hands and two daggers appeared again and were held in his hands. The trick of flipping out the dagger and hiding the daggers was very good at Xiu's family. This is the first lesson I learned.

"Haha~hehe~hehe~How many years have you been~How many years~" The old man let the rain hit him in the face, "I haven't been fighting so hard for so many years~hehehe~"

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“Comfortable~ Very comfortable~ Hehe~”

"..." Jingjing subconsciously clenched the dagger.

"Come again!" The old man's eyes suddenly opened, and the fighting spirit of the "Ground Toad Turtle" surged, and his body was unnaturally bounced up from the ground, pushing towards Xiu Zheng like a cannonball.

Xiujing was prepared for a long time and quickly retreated against the old man. The dagger in his hand turned into a flower. The black fighting spirit bloomed among the flowers. The deadly petals cut open the fighting spirit wrapped around the old man, and fell on his body, with blood splashing everywhere.

"Haha~ha~" the old man smiled and didn't seem to care.

A stone wall of a low room blocked Xiu Zheng's back and blocked his back. Xiu Zheng noticed this problem with the corner of his eyes, and stepped back and estimated that when he was about an inch away from the wall, Xiu Zheng stabilized his body and flipped forward, jumped high to avoid the old man's head attack, and then flipped sideways in the air, and two black lights on the left and right were swung out. With a loud "boom~", a stone wall of the low room was knocked out by the old man, and the entire low room collapsed, covering the old man's figure. Xiu Zheng fell steadily again, with the dagger lifted to his chest, and his eyes were staring at the newly formed ruins.

"Ah~ Hahaha~" A burst of laughter, and the gravel and mud in the ruins suddenly exploded outward. Xiu Zheng was about to take action to remove the exploded things, but before he could take action, the gravel and mud turned into powder in front of him and merged into the rain. "?" Xiu Zheng frowned and was confused, a figure was seen.

It suddenly rushed out of the inside.

"!" Xiu Zheng was stunned at first when he looked at the figure, "Who is this person?" We can't blame Xiu Zheng for thinking. The figure that emerged from the ruins was too tall and completely incompatible with the old man's short image.

The visitor did not allow Xiujing to think too much. In almost a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Xiujing. Amid a burst of "Haha~ha~" laughter, a pair of giant palms as big as palm fan pressed towards him, one left and one right.

Xiu Zheng shrank downwards, his whole body pressed on the ground, and there was only a loud "pop" sound, and his palms closed above him. For a moment, the four qi of the palms pressed Xiu Zheng's body to slow down. The owner of the palms saw this opportunity, and his fingers crossed and clamped them into a hammer and smashed them downwards.

The hand hammer came in full force. If it was hit, it would be seriously injured. Xiu Zheng quickly rolled to the left side of the ground and barely avoided it. "Boom~" The hand hammer left a small pit in his position. Xiu Zheng took advantage of the rolling force and stood up. Before he stood firm, the giant palm attacked again. He had to turn back and avoid it again. The giant palm was shot left and right without intending to let Xiu Jing go. Xiu Jing flipped several times in a row, but still couldn't shake the giant palm away, so he could only take a big jump and jump high into the air. The giant palm attack was stopped, and Xiu Zheng also had the opportunity to look at the master of the giant palm.

With just one glance, Xiujing confirmed the identity of the attacker, "It's that old man!" But the shock in his heart only increased and did not decrease. It was no wonder Xiujing was like this. At this time, the old man, his gray suit, disappeared, and his whole body was naked. Except for the size of his head that had not changed, his limbs and body were much thicker than before, and they also lengthened a lot. The rising blue veins and strong muscles covered the whole body, and his back was no longer hunched. If the old man had only reached Xiujing's chest before, the current correction had not reached the old man's chest, and from a distance they looked more like a headless giant.

The old man was also looking at him, his eyes emitting cruelty and a little playful play, and his mouth was filled with laughter, "Haha~ha~~"

Xiujing's face didn't feel solemn, "Obviously, fighting skills and martial arts can't do this, unless it's..." Xiujing could guess vaguely, "'Secret Technique'! This should be the result of using some kind of secret Technique." Through a brief fight, the correction just now found that the old man had significantly improved in speed and strength. "This old man's cultivation was originally above me, and now he has used secret Technique again. What should I do next?" Xiujing asked himself in his heart.

At this moment, a kind voice penetrated Xiuzhen's mind, "Although the 'secret technique' is powerful, Xiao Zheng, you should know that the reason why the 'secret technique' is called a secret technique is not because of how powerful it is, but because there is its own secret behind each secret technique. Once this secret is discovered, then this secret technique is no longer a secret technique." Xiuzhen vaguely remembers that it was what the head of the family touched his head and told him with a smile many years ago.
Chapter completed!