The kick that swept towards the waist was opened by the opponent with his hands, and in a blink of an eye the punch that counterattacked.

Ji Xu's face was calm, he raised his hand to patrol, and a huge force came from his arms.

I don’t know when I saw pedestrians around me. In addition to the occasional wind, there is Ji Hanshuang standing on the side of the road not far away.

The short man in front of him was the strongest man Ji Xu had to fight to date, except for Old Man Lu. Even Fang Jue's snake-turned-up clone at that time, it didn't make him so difficult because of Dong Huangyi's cooperation.

Because he could not use the power of qi and blood, Ji Hanshuang was just an ordinary person. The unknown treaty, just hearing this period of time, made him feel a little palpitations and did not dare to disobey at all.

When Ji Xu was a little distracted, the short man sneered at the corner of his mouth, raised his palm to make a knife, and suddenly tangled towards Ji Xu's neck.

"Dangerous!" Ji Xu's eyes narrowed and he almost avoided it, but the clothes on his chest were still scratched by force, tearing a long hole out.

"It's really a fool to distract yourself in battle." The man sarcastically said, and at the same time he was tricky and headed straight for the three routes.

Pressing down with both hands, then the kicking force jumped backwards. Ji Xu clenched his fist, and the force just now made his mouth numb.

"This person is a fighting master." Ji Xu thought to himself that the other party was not bound by routines, but he hit the key points directly. If he had not developed his spiritual consciousness and had strong perception, he would not be as good as the other party's vain method by relying on such passive blocking alone.

The short man smiled coldly, kicked hard, and he flew into the air, pinched a corner of his windbreaker and rushed towards Ji Xu.

Ji Xu narrowed his eyes, took a long breath, shrank his chest and abdomen, and then spit out suddenly.

This is a method that ordinary people cannot do, but because it is night, whether they use the power of qi and blood is just relying on their physical fitness that is stronger than ordinary people, it is not something that cannot be seen by others.

The strong wind raged, and the short man rolled in the air, his feet were like scorpion tail, and he kicked them down.

Ji Xu supported his hands upwards, bent his knees slightly, and barely blocked them. But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the other party actually took advantage of the force and kicked him again with his other foot.

After repeated this, Ji Xu kept retreating, blocking his arms in front of his head, but the opponent kicked back and forth in the air like a windmill, and one blow became stronger than another.

"You can't continue like this anymore." Ji Xu's eyes flashed, and he felt his almost numb arms. He stopped his back movement and raised his arms upwards. His whole body fell to the ground. At the same time, his right leg was like lightning, kicking straight towards the short man in the air.

"Huh?" The man's face changed. He was in mid-air and could not take advantage of the force. The other party's kick was seized by the opportunity. If he was kicked firmly, the bones would be broken, and it was still unknown if he was kicked to death.

There was no rush to think about it now. The short man's body was filled with red light, and his qi and blood were instantly released.

Ji Xu's face was gloomy, and he stretched his hands on the ground, then he turned to the side. At this moment, the two looked at each other again.

"I underestimated you." The short man was unconcealed with red blood outside, like a glowing light bulb in the darkness, bringing out light.

Speaking of which, this was also a helpless move. I wanted to deal with the other party quickly, but I didn't expect that I would be careless. The kicks and kicks in the air were too fancy, which made me fall into the point where I could only burst out with blood.

Ji Xu looked at Ji Hanshuang who was standing on the roadside, and his heart was a little confused at this time.

"Don't look at that little girl, my target is only you!" The short man made five fingers into claws. When he waved it to Ji Xu, a red dragon roared towards him.

The red dragon roared, and its scales shone, lifelike.

Ji Xu's eyes were strange, and a layer of red blood was attached to his body. He punched him in the face of the red dragon.

A powerful recoil force came from the red dragon. Ji Xu felt that he was facing a monster described in a real myth. His mind suddenly became in a trance, and then he felt a pain in his chest and his whole body flew backwards.

"It turned out to be just a rustic bun."

The red dragon dissipated, the short man walked slowly, with red light flashing on his hands, gathering into a long blood-colored knife, "Qi and blood, it's not what you use."

Ji Xu coughed softly and slowly stood up, "What does it mean?"

"I have huge blood and no skill at all." The short man sarcastically said, holding a long sword and slashed it down suddenly, "It's just used to increase the power with a silence, and it's nothing different from ordinary people. Die!"

Ji Xu clenched his teeth, and the blood in his body suddenly exploded outward, scraping out red heat waves. The long sword on his hand dissipated, protecting his body with his arms, and the blood and energy surged in front of him to form a shield-shaped barrier.

The light burst into pieces in an instant, and then it was like fireworks that exploded on the ground. After the light dissipated, it became dim again, with only the light of the street lights not far away.

"Well, it's such a powerful qi and blood." The short man tore off the windbreaker that had burned several holes, not hiding his surprise.

The protective blood energy he had gathered hastily was defeated instantly and could not resist the extremely hot blood energy.

"Who are you?" The short man loosened his shoulders, took off his windbreaker and had a black vest on his upper body, revealing his thin arms.

"This kind of natural blood must have a strong inheritance behind it. The team leader may have a wrong information this time." The short man thought to himself, and at the same time, he was even more murderous. Since he had provoked the other party, he had to do things without leaving any trouble. Once he was letting the tiger return to the mountain, he would be the one who was unlucky in the future.

Ji Xu did not answer. Even if he sensed the surge in murderous intent on the other party, he had no special reaction because he suddenly had some insights.

"Perhaps, the attack method of fire arrows is not just such a single form of expression, but more importantly, the blessing of artistic conception."

He thought of the red dragon condensed by the other party, and the sword and shield that gathered blood and qi, which was already the realm of blood and qi like smoke, and the gathering and dispersion of his own qi and blood is controlled by the heart.

But there is also one thing: although Ji Xu has never fought with a strong man with blood and energy like smoke, he has also felt that kind of aura. Whether it is Liang Changming, who is the guardian or Su Yaoxian, the leader of the field team, they all have a momentum of being as motionless as a mountain and moving as thunder. They are usually no different from ordinary people, but an occasional look can give people a feeling of being pressed down on Mount Tai. This is the aura emitted by the heart fire when it is connected to the outside world and the blood and energy is driven.

Obviously, the short man in front of him could not do this, but had some means of changing the power of qi and blood. I think it was either learned or used skills that he had figured out by himself, and he didn't have that kind of aura feeling.

"What are you looking at Ji Xu?" The short man looked at Ji Xu, grinned, and his murderous intent was strong. The red blood suddenly burst out, and his body was like a blood-colored tiger rushed towards Ji Xu.

Ji Xu's face was cold and red, and his body shone with red. He did not condense the fire arrows that he had relied on to kill Bashan before, because he had a clear understanding in his heart and did not want to go on the wrong path, but rushed straight towards him like a bull.

His fighting style has always been very single, occasionally countering the moves, but more often he fights head-on.
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