Future Martial Arts Training Network

Chapter 42 Don't Want To Leave When You Come
Mitsui became more and more alarmed. He didn't expect that the little guy named Ling Xiao was so young this year, and his cultivation level was higher than his. For such a long time, I hadn't even been able to touch him, and every attack was either avoided by him, or blocked by the T-stick in his hand.

"what……"

Mitsui finally couldn't help roaring, and the movement of wielding the sword sped up a bit. He knew that his cultivation base was not as good as that of the opponent. Although he had more experience, the opponent had grown rapidly in battle and was making rapid progress. In order to seriously injure the opponent before exhaustion, then you may lose to the opponent instead.

"Good come."

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, was even more excited. At the beginning, he had to use all his basic footwork to avoid the Japanese attack, but gradually he could use the T-stick in his hand to block the opponent's sword.

Moreover, with the passage of time, Ling Xiao's combat experience has become more and more abundant. Apart from dodging when necessary, he can use the T-stick to block the devil's attack most of the time.

In addition, his cultivation base was originally stronger, and his body had been improved for a long time by body training potions, and his physical strength was stronger than that of ordinary warriors, so he gradually suppressed this devil master in terms of aura.

At this time, the ghost master also seemed to have discovered that Ling Xiao was using him to practice his hands, so he moved faster after shouting loudly, which put a certain amount of pressure on Ling Xiao, but also allowed him to concentrate his energy and grasp the rhythm of the battle better. Clear.

"boom……"

Ling Xiao discovered that although the devil's offensive became more fierce, it might be the last eruption. Sure enough, after 2 minutes, the devil's movements and attacks slowed down. Ling Xiao seized the opportunity to kick the center of the mouth, and the devil fell down immediately. He flew away and fell heavily to the ground.

"You are stronger than those four trash last night, you can give me some fighting spirit, don't pretend to be dead, try again." Ling Xiao made a gesture of invitation to the other party and said with a smile at the same time.

Tonight, Ling Xiao was absolutely determined not to let this devil master escape, so he was vigilant around and prevented the devil from escaping, but the devil master jumped up from the ground, rubbed his chest with his hands, and roared, He continued to rush forward, brandishing the Taidao and continued to kill.

Ling Xiao slowed down his speed, and suppressed his cultivation at the same time. It was rare to meet an experienced warrior, and it would be unreasonable not to use him to hone himself and make use of his residual heat.

Sure enough, when Ling Xiao only used the basic footwork of Xiaocheng realm and suppressed his cultivation, Mitsui seemed to see a slight chance of defeating his opponent, and once again rallied his remaining strength and continued to attack ferociously, hoping to touch the opponent. One touch can hurt the opponent.

However, after a few more minutes, Ling Xiao's speed and reaction remained unchanged, and Mitsui himself was a little out of breath from exhaustion, so he knew that he would not be able to complete the task tonight, so he began to plan to retreat.

Ling Xiao noticed that the opponent's footsteps moved slightly, so he guessed that the opponent was about to retreat, but he didn't force too much, but secretly held the triangular army thorn in the palm of his hand with his left hand, preventing the opponent from jumping over the wall in a hurry, and took advantage of the opportunity to escape to counterattack.

"Whoosh..."

Sure enough, Mitsui slashed fiercely at the head, taking advantage of Ling Xiao's opportunity to take a step back, he backed up abruptly, and then with a whoosh, unexpectedly threw the Taidao in his hand towards Ling Xiao's chest.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Immediately, Mitsui turned around and fled, and at the same time, there was a whistling sound from the nearby woods, and several cross darts were shot by the ghost warrior who was hiding in the dark, and Ling Xiao was pinched back and forth with the Taidao thrown by Mitsui.

"Whoosh..."

However, Ling Xiao had been on guard for a long time. The moment Mitsui turned and fled, the triangular army thorn in his left hand also flew out and shot directly at Mitsui's back. Then Ling Xiao threw his T-shaped stick backwards and quickly grabbed Mitsui's Taidao turned around and waved a burst of sword light, knocking all the cross darts flying towards him, and nailing them to the surrounding tree trunks.

"Don't even think about leaving when you come."

In a blink of an eye, Ling Xiao saw a black shadow flashing through the woods. It should have come at the same time as the previous devil. His cultivation base was not as strong as that devil's, but he was good at hidden weapons and lurking. The sword is like an arrow from the string, piercing straight into the opponent.

"what……"

Just when Ling Xiao turned around and swung the sword to beat those cross darts away, the escaped Mitsui let out a scream, it should be the vest that was stabbed by Ling Xiao's triangular army.

Mitsui's screams made the body of the companion who responded to him tremble, and at this moment, Ling Xiao had already thrown the Taidao, and when the man heard the wind and wanted to escape, the Taidao had already roared, piercing through the devil's body in an instant abdomen, and nailed it to a tree.

"Eight grids."

Ling Xiao took his time, picked up the thrown T-stick first, and then approached the devil who shot darts vigilantly, the man really yelled, and was waving the Taidao outside, but his body was too painful, and the Taidao had not yet When he pulled it out, he was sweating profusely from the pain, and at this time Ling Xiao had already arrived in front of him, and he couldn't help feeling anxious.

"bump……"

Ling Xiao didn't say much, and directly shook his head with a T-shaped stick. There was a muffled sound, and blood flowed from the devil's forehead, and he passed out at the same time. With a thud, it was pulled out from the tree trunk and the devil's body, and the devil woke up again in pain, screaming again and again.

"what……"

As soon as Guizi woke up, he stretched out his hands to his arms, but Ling Xiao moved faster, and the sword flashed past, instantly cutting off the tendons in Guizi's hands, from his wrists to his shoulders, completely abolishing the ability of Guizi's hands to move.

"Tell me, which faction do you belong to? Who sent you to deal with me?" Ling Xiao went down twice, crippling the devil's knee, preventing him from escaping, and asked coldly at the same time .

"Eight grids." The devil cursed.

"I know even if you don't tell me. The place in Hanhai City where you devils are called is Qingyuan Co., Ltd., right? And the one connected with you devils is the Su family, right? In fact, it doesn't matter if you say it or not. I will put this account on them, but you are useless."

Ling Xiao snorted coldly, and casually slashed across the devil's neck with his knife, and then backed away. The sound of the devil's sobbing resounded in the woods, and then gradually fell silent.

Ling Xiao didn't search the devil's body, but picked up his backpack and walked to the other side. After walking more than ten steps in the woods, he saw another devil master lying on the ground with his own backpack stuck in his vest. The triangular army stabbed, already dying.

(End of this chapter)