Dark destroyer

The man's figure flashed three meters in front of Xiao Yi.

"Although you are very strong, you are too slow to be my opponent at all. So, use what you do best. "

'The best skill?' Xiao Yi was slightly stunned when he heard this.

In his eyes, Xiao Yi saw that the man's figure shook without looking back, and he jumped back more than five meters away very quickly, and then walked to the side.

In front of a large bluestone, the man reached out and grabbed the stone, and then his arm was retracted, and a stick as thick as a baby's arm glowing with metallic luster was silently pulled out of the stone.

Xiao Yi looked as if by magic, pulling out the stick from the stone, and was slightly surprised.

After the man pulled out this person's tall metal stick, he threw his arm lightly, and the stick rushed towards Xiao Yi with a strong wind.

Xiao Yi saw that the whistling sound was sharp, and it was obvious that the strength on the stick was extremely strong, so he didn't dare to take it hard, so he turned sideways.

When the stick came to him, he stretched out his hand and held it, and he felt the body of the stick tremble, and the strength of the flame spirit fist surged, and the strength of the stick was dissolved by Xiao Yi, and the stick was quietly held in Xiao Yi's hand.

Holding the stick in Xiao Yi's hand, there was a cold feeling of metal, and Xiao Yi raised the metal stick in front of him to look at it intently.

But it is an iron rod, the color on it is still very new, and the body of the stick still has burrs, which is not very comfortable to hold in the hand.

Xiao Yi glanced at the man suspiciously, not understanding why the other party was like this.

The man calmly explained: "I have seen you practice martial arts here, and the power of your condensation of yang fire on your stick is more powerful than your fists and feet.

This is what I built for you, although it may not be able to resist the ablation of your own yang fire, but it can also hold on a little longer, come on, let me see what you are really capable of. "

The man seemed calm, but his eyes flashed with eagerness.

When Xiao Yi heard this, his heart moved. The man's movements were too fast, incredibly fast, so that Xiao Yi didn't have time to react at all.

Although Xiao Yi wanted to condense mana in front of him to block the opponent's strength and slow down the opponent's actions, the protection range of his fists was limited after all, and with the movement of his fists and feet, his flaws were immediately revealed, giving the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of.

During this period of time, Xiao Yi has been pondering the mystery of the last fight against the Disc Immortal Powerful Ghost, although he still can't find out how to use his strength at the beginning, but after this period of practice, Xiao Yi really has some experience in this stick method.

Compared with the fists and feet, the power of the stick is above the fists and feet.

Although Xiao Yi was accustomed to steel bars, this time with the iron rod in his hand, Xiao Yi couldn't help but feel more confident, flipped his wrist, and danced the iron rod into a circle in his hand.

I feel that this iron rod is much heavier and longer than the steel bars used in normal days, but this weight makes Xiao Yi feel very comfortable.

Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice: "Okay, since that's the case, I'm not welcome." "

Then the strength of the Flame Spirit Fist emitted from his palm and spread the entire body of the stick, and the originally cold iron rod gradually became hot.

At the same time as Xiao Yi exercised the exercises, the young man felt a powerful force rising from the iron rod, and the air around him seemed to be hot.

The young man shouted, "Okay? "

Then the standing figure became blurred again.

Xiao Yi didn't look at the man's movements at all, just let out a deep shout, and slashed in front of the iron rod in his hand, and the strength of the Flame Spirit Fist suddenly condensed in front of him.

'Bang', Xiao Yi felt that the man's punches and feet were blocked in front of him by his own condensed strength. Xiao Yi waved his hand and struck out diagonally, hitting the opponent's figure.

Liu Suxue was injured, Liu Wenyuan was arrested, and Xiao Yi was hit one after another in the competition, and he had no power to fight back, and now he resisted the opponent's attack with a stick, and this counterattack Xiao Yi poured his own mana, poured his anger, poured his revenge anger, and shot down the opponent fiercely.

There was a loud bang, where the stick fell, the sand and gravel rose, and the gravel on the ground shattered at the same time as the stick was on the body, and a shallow ravine half a palm deep appeared at the place where the stick fell, and there was still curling smoke rising from the furrow under the strength of the Flame Spirit Fist.

The man's voice sounded in Xiao Yi's ears with a hint of mockery and a hint of appreciation: "Yes, you can gather strength to protect your front." But you're still moving too slowly, and that's where you die. "

Xiao Yi was taken aback, and as soon as his body wanted to move, he felt a surge of strength in his back, and the whole body was unstable and flew forward.

Xiao Yiren waved his arm in the air, and the iron rod rotated, and one end of the iron rod slid on the ground, bringing up the ground gravel and mud splashing.

Then the stick body picked it up, and with a 'bang', the ground sand and gravel flew, and the stick picked out a pit on the ground, which was quite amazing.

Although this blow that focused on the strength of the Flame Spirit Fist was fast and powerful, it still didn't hurt the man, and he didn't even hit the side. Xiao Yi felt that all his strength had failed.

Xiao Yi was in the air, his body twisted and was about to control the falling figure, when suddenly Xiao Yi felt a flicker in front of him, and then a force rushed in front of him.

Xiao Yi was in the air, his feet off the ground, and he couldn't dodge. The arm retreated, and the iron rod was held up in front of his chest to fend off the attack of the force.

The

hard work of the usual practice paid off at this point, and although the retraction was done in a hurry, the iron rod was in the right position.

There

was a muffled 'bang', and the man struck a punch on the iron bar.

Xiao Yi was in mid-air, and his body flew backwards under the violent impact of this force.

Xiao Yi used his mana to swim in his body, and his body sank. There was a 'bang', and his feet fell to the ground quite heavily.

Xiao Yi turned the opponent's attack force in his body, pushed horizontally and turned vertically, and the whole person stood firmly on the ground, but the ferocity made Xiao Yi's feet sink into the gravel under his feet.

Xiao Yi let out a long breath. The strength of the other party made Xiao Yi feel very frightened, Xiao Yi had never seen a person with such amazing strength.

When he fought against Daruwang, Daruwang was stronger than the person in front of him, but what Daruwang used was the magic seal or mana power, not the body's own strength.

What the rather thin young man in front of him was exerting was not any spell or mana, but the power of the real flesh.

This is just like his incredibly fast speed, which is the speed and power generated by the human body's functions, not the power that transcends the limits of the human body through cultivation.

Xiao Yi also knows a lot about the functions of the human body through study, although he cannot say that he has a complete glimpse of the mysteries of the human body, but he still understands the limits of strength and speed that this kind of body tissue can bear and exert.

This kind of strength that can almost compete with his cultivation mana, as well as the speed that can be achieved beyond the cultivation practice, I really dare not imagine that this is something that the human body can do.

Although the young man's appearance looked a little strange at the moment, Xiao Yi was sure that the man was indeed physically strong and fast.