God-level system I can increase infinitely

Huang Shengfeng's face was calm and he said: "Then, how about I try your 'finger knife' with my left hand?"

After that, he stood up again. This time, he no longer dodged or held back. When he stood up, his left hand came out of his sleeve.

At the same time as his left hand came out of his sleeves, there was also a bright light. This light was red and hot. As soon as it came out, it turned half the sky red, and Xiaodao's cold face was also turned red.

Huang Shengfeng was really too anxious. In fact, there was not much time left, so he couldn't help but not be anxious - Yaowang Lane was very close at hand, and he seemed to have heard the blood- boiling shouts of killing.

Xiao Dao seemed to be extremely afraid of his move. The moment the red light illuminated his face, he made a move - his left hand.

He also stretched out his left hand. His hand had pale skin and slender knuckles. More importantly, his hand was graceful and flawless.

As soon as the knife was released, Huang Shengfeng felt a powerful and unusually strong wind. This wind carried the sound of metal clinking and shattered the condensed air between them. Huang Shengfeng clearly felt that the other party's hand - no, it was already

The sword, the sword energy carries a murderous intent like a tiger or a wolf.

Huang Shengfeng was surprised in his heart, and the red light in his left sleeve became even more intense. The dazzling light instantly covered the two of them in an area of ​​three feet in radius. Looking from the distant streets, it was like a round of light rising out of thin air.

The moon, but this moon is red.

The two were on the verge of breaking out, and the two fierce energies collided with each other, causing the surrounding houses to collapse from time to time, and pieces of broken tiles to be stirred up, flying out like a desperation.

However, their hands have not yet touched each other.

Where Huang Shengfeng's long sleeves were spread out, the red light in the sleeves was like a red sword. When it encountered the strong and domineering sword energy of the knife, it exploded out of thin air, and the air also made a "chichi" sound from this fierce attack.

With only their strength, the two of them fought in the air for more than ten moves and still couldn't decide the outcome. In desperation, Huang Shengfeng's left hand shone like a lotus flower, and when he turned it over, it turned into a circle of palm shadows and hurriedly thought of a knife.

The knife sneered, stretched out his left hand, and cut the palm of his hand horizontally, and his middle finger was like a long knife, stabbing Huang Shengfeng's chest.

Huang Shengfeng hit him with a finger, stepped aside, and used the strength of his left finger to eliminate the remaining strength of the knife.

The knife was slightly startled, but before he could lift his finger, he lifted up his legs. As soon as the "foot knife" came out, the stars immediately spread out. Huang Shengfeng only felt the stars in front of his eyes, and then there was another pain in his chest. "I've been hit again!

"

Huang Shengfeng was in pain, groaned and took a step back. Before he could make a move, the knife suddenly came out with his right hand and joined with his left hand. He let out a loud shout in the air, and then the knife energy rolled like the water of a long river, moving across the river with an endless force.

Split it down.

Huang Shengfeng was sweating like rain. He gathered his inner strength with his left hand and flicked a circle in the air. There was a red dagger in his palm. The red sword glowed brightly, forcing the attack of the knife to stop.

When Xiao Dao saw it, he was also greatly surprised. He saw that there was indeed a universe in the opponent's sleeves. After thinking about it carefully, he used his hands again, and the hands condensed on the top of his head instantly smashed down towards Huang Shengfeng.

Huang Shengfeng secretly complained in his heart, seeing that there was not much time left, but he was already at a disadvantage. He forced himself to raise his internal energy, but felt a pain in his chest. Instead of being able to gather the true energy in his body, he was running away in all directions.

He was shocked when he saw that the red light of the dagger in his hand gradually lost its color and turned into an ordinary sword, and his blow actually lost its previous power. Huang Shengfeng was anxious, but it was too late.

The blow of the knife was as powerful as a river, and it had already hit the head of Huang Shengfeng's long hair. Huang Shengfeng even felt his head being cut open. The coldness in that moment was as cold as the severe cold of the northern desert, which made people feel desperate.