The Most Powerful Young Man

Facing a difficult opponent, Xiao Yao's pressure also doubled.

Jinglei stood on the side and watched quietly. It is impossible to say that he is not worried, but he still has certain confidence in Xiao Yao. He believes that Xiao Yao must be able to solve these problems. As for his confidence Where did it come from? Let him say that he will not be able to say it for a while.

This should be called blind self-confidence.

Crossing the river glanced at the broken knife in his hand, and then at Xiao Yao, who was standing opposite, and said, "I really underestimated you before. It's hard to imagine a young man with such strength. It's no wonder that You can become the apprentice of Thunder."

Xiao Yao smiled: "Master teaches well."

"It's a pity, I don't have such an apprentice." Dujiang sighed and said, "I used to think that Matsushita Hayate had a good talent, and he was also a unique wizard. At the beginning, he was said to have died in your hands. I still can't believe it. After all, in the island country, he has no rivals, and he is much smarter than the average person. Even if he is dealing with thunder, he will not lose his life."

Xiao Yao didn't speak, but looked at each other quietly.

Dujiang Dadao continued: "It seems that he died in your hands. There is nothing incomprehensible. Your talent is many times better than him. Moreover, you are smarter than him. Jiuxiao, I have seen it in the hands of your master Jinglei before. Although it can pose a great threat to me, it is impossible to force me to such a degree. Is this an improved version?"

"It's just slightly improved." Xiao Yao said.

"Blue is better than blue! It's a pity, if you are my disciple, I think you will become a real powerhouse." Dujiang sighed with a sigh of regret.

Xiao Yao smiled and said, "If I were really your apprentice, I'm afraid I would be dead by this time?"

Dujiang Yidao's face looked a little ugly.

Everyone knows that hitting people doesn't hit the face. What's the difference between Xiao Yao's saying this and directing his bow left and right on his face?

This reminded him once again of Matsushita's death, which undoubtedly made him even more angry.

He wondered how could there be such an annoying person in this world. If he could, he wanted to rush in front of Xiao Yao and chop the opponent in half.

He rushed towards Xiao Yao again, even though the knife in his hand had broken.

A broken knife, not only did not make Xiao Yao feel so relaxed, on the contrary, the sense of oppression became clearer.

It seems that the sword is broken, and the strength of crossing the river does not increase but decreases.

Faced with such an opponent, Xiao Yao is also mentally prepared, anyway, he just doesn't make sense!

The speed of crossing the river is getting faster and faster, and it is so fast that only afterimages can be captured.

It seemed that he was already in the wind.

Suddenly, his body appeared in front of Xiao Yao, holding the broken knife in his hand, looking towards Xiao Yao's neck.

Xiao Yao was not given any time to react. Although Xiao Yao had moved back, the clothes on his chest were still torn by the wind blade, and the clothes on his chest had been soaked in blood. It looked a bit shocking. If Xiao Yao's reaction was a little bit worse, or he was pulling his body back. If the speed is slower, I'm afraid this wind blade can cut his heart directly.

There were beads of sweat on Xiao Yao's forehead. It would be nonsense to say that he was not nervous. No one could take life and death down, including Xiao Yao.

As the time passed, Dujiang Yidao did not rush forward again, but looked at Xiao Yao with a contemptuous look.

Being looked at by people with such diverse eyes, the other party is still his own enemy, and he will feel very uncomfortable when he is any other person. What makes Xiao Yao feel helpless is that at this time, he still has a sense of frustration, as if crossing the river. Standing in front of him with a sword is a big mountain, and there is no way to surpass it.

After all, his strength is worse than crossing the river with a sword. I am afraid that in the Chinese secular world, the only one who can defeat the river with a sword is Zhuge Burning, who has touched the threshold of the spiritual energy realm. Of course, those hidden worlds. People of the sect or the hidden family needn't say anything more. If they really plan to make a move, even if they cross the river with a knife and Zhuge Fentian, they will not be able to get the sweetness.

Last time, the master who was only half-footed into the spiritual energy realm caused Xiao Yao and Zhuge Fentian to suffer.

This world is really not as small as I see it.

Jinglei looked at Xiao Yao and still didn't speak. He knew better than anyone at this time that Xiao Yao could only rely on himself at this time. No one could help, neither was he.

"Next, let me send you to see Lord Guishen." Dujiang took a step back with a knife, and once again assumed an attacking posture.

"Is it really a bully?" Xiao Yao didn't even wait for Dujiang to take a knife this time, but rushed towards the other party directly.

aggressive.

Crossing the river saw Xiao Yao rushing towards him, his face changed slightly, but he quickly recovered. His eyes were full of sneers when he looked at Xiao Yao, as if no matter how Xiao Yao writhed, it was still just a salted fish in his eyes.

Crossing the river also has the strength to despise Xiao Yao. Who will let him stand firmly on the upper hand?

Strength is everything. If Xiao Yao takes the top spot at this time, it is estimated that he will also cast contempt at the opponent. Isn't that what you want?

Although Xiao Yao now realizes that his strength may not be as good as crossing the river, but this is definitely not a reason for him to cope.

If he is just pressed and beaten by the opponent, then there is really no chance at all. Unlike now, as long as he is quicker, fights hard, and forces the crossing of the river into a state of chaos and reveals the flaws, then it is for him. Opportunity, he is a person who is very afraid of death, more afraid of death than anyone else, as long as there is a little chance, he is not willing to let it go.

If he was just pressed and beaten by the opponent, he might not even have a heart for victory.

Crossing the river also saw through Xiao Yao's thoughts, but thought it was a bit funny.

"Die me!"

He shouted angrily, slashed out a sharp knife, and the wave of anger rolled. After pushing Xiao Yao back, he did not immediately stop, but rushed towards Xiao Yao again, with a "killing you while you are sick." It seems that he intends to seize this opportunity to completely kill Xiao Yao.

Although he also knows that he is now firmly in the top spot, he doesn't know why. Even so, his heart cannot be settled. It seems that Xiao Yao can rush to kill his life at any time. This feeling makes He himself felt a little weird, but there was no way to suppress this sense of crisis.

And crossing the river with a knife is more trusting of his sense of crisis, that is, this sense of crisis, I don't know how many times he has been saved.

Therefore, in his opinion, Xiao Yao still has a threat, and only if the opponent is completely beheaded in the shortest time, will there be hope.

Suddenly, Dujiang Yidao's body rose in the air, as if driving above the sky and the earth.

His body suddenly turned into afterimages.

One, two, four, eight. Every afterimage is a look, holding a same broken knife in his hand.

The sense of crisis spread from all directions.

Jinglei saw this step, and finally was not as indifferent as before.

Before, he still had confidence in Xiao Yao. He felt that as long as he didn't get the last one, no one would say it would be a bad idea, but now he saw this scene before him, and he couldn't continue to calm down.

The last time he fought Dujiang with a knife, this guy didn't have such strength.

Shadow Blade.

The real Shadow Blade!

Xiao Yao's expression gradually changed from consternation to plain.

"Give me to die!" The sound of crossing the river seemed to be coming from all directions, and it was still spreading in the air. In a word, they were dormant with murderous intent.

Suddenly, Xiao Yao's body began to rise.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

The air flow around him has also accelerated a lot, and he has become a wind eye.

Above his head, there was no way to calculate the shadow clearly in a short period of time, and the black pressure pressed towards Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao slammed a punch, breaking the shadow.

No one could see his appearance clearly at this moment, all the shadows of crossing the river suddenly overlapped again, and then sturdily flew out.

It's not calm just waiting for him.

Xiao Yao wouldn't give him any chance to rest, he had already rushed in his direction again, as if the power of a punch was enough to roll the stars, swallow the river, and all-encompassing.

Crossing the river saw Xiao Yao rushing towards him, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the hand holding the broken knife trembled slightly.

"Nirvana Fist!"

With an angry shout, Xiao Yao's body has rushed to Dujiang Yidao.

Dujiang slashed the broken knife in front of him.

If it were before, he would have the opportunity to block this punch, and he could see that Xiao Yao's current vitality in his body could only spur a punch.

Xiao Yao had only one chance, if he was blocked, he would have to die.

Crossing the river to understand, this is Xiao Yao's last killer move.

If Xiao Yao had used this killer move early, if he was defeated by Dujiang, the situation would be completely one-sided, and he would become a real winner. Even Jinglei's help would not change the situation, but Xiao Yao Didn't do that.

A young man can understand such tolerance, in Jinglei's view, it may be a relief.

But after crossing the river, Xiao Yao's enemy saw that this was really terrifying.

They thought about it carefully, if they were standing in Xiao Yao's position, could they meet this situation?

With a punch, the broken knife that blocked Dujiang with a knife in front of him was completely blasted into countless pieces.

Every fragment passed through the body of Dujiang Yidao.

When Dujiang fell to the ground with a knife, there were already countless blood holes on his body.

Xiao Yao looked at crossing the river with his pupils slowly dilating while lying on the ground, and finally grinned.