Chapter 143 Hard to Kill

"Ah, this!"

Ruan Yingchen's eyes widened, his mouth slightly opened, watching the maid in green being torn into two pieces by Fang Zhixing like a piece of rag.

Brutal!

Blood spilled in the sky!

Ruan Yingchen couldn't help but breathe stagnant, his brows twisted into a ball, and his face was dull.

Fang Zhixing was too fast, so fast that he had no time to stop him.

No!

To be precise, he was caught off guard and didn't expect Fang Zhixing's speed to be so fast.

"You, not only strengthened your strength, but also your agility!"

Ruan Yingchen finally realized it, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said: "Good guy, you are in the second bird realm! You have been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!"

"Ha~"

Fang Zhixing sneered contemptuously, took out the letter from his arms slowly, and wiped the blood off his hands.

Then, he tore open the envelope and took out the letter inside.

Sure enough!

It was just a piece of white paper, with no words written on it.

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw this, and asked curiously: "Why did you decide to kill me, but still let me go to Xinghua Village to deliver the letter?"

Ruan Yingchen tightened his lips and snorted coldly: "There is a crazy woman living in Xinghua Village. I wanted to kill you with her hand, but I soon realized that you might have already become suspicious and would not go to Xinghua Village at all."

Fang Zhixing understood and became more and more strange, and asked: "Who is that crazy woman? Why are you sure that she will kill me after seeing me?"

Ruan Yingchen grinned and said: "Before killing you, I will let you die clearly."

As he spoke, his muscles swelled rapidly, supporting his wide robe, and pieces of muscle blocks like steel bars appeared on the surface of his clothes.

Fang Zhixing's eyes fixed, and he noticed that the muscle groups on Ruan Yingchen's face and neck expanded rapidly, and the muscles condensed and hardened, and gradually turned into scales similar to the shape of a tortoise shell.

Ruan Yingchen raised his hands, and the same happened to his hands, with every muscle turning into a turtle shell.

At first glance, it looked like Ruan Yingchen had pasted a layer of transparent turtle shell on the surface of his skin.

"Black Tortoise Armor!!"

Fang Zhixing understood, his eyes seemed to be burning brightly, and a strong fighting spirit appeared on his face.

"Come on, let me see how strong the son of a noble family is."

He took a stance and hooked his finger at Ruan Yingchen.

"Humph, you ignorant thing."

Ruan Yingchen sneered contemptuously, "You lowly people are all the same. You practiced some martial arts and gained some strength, and then you arrogantly thought you were qualified to challenge the son of a noble family. Haha, you are ignorant and fearless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood still with his feet, stretched his legs straight, and suddenly leaned forward, forming a tilt of almost 30 degrees with the ground.

This action is quite strange.

Seeing this scene, Xigou couldn't help but think of Michael Jackson's classic dance moves.

The next moment, Ruan Yingchen rushed out suddenly, very fast.

Even though dogs have excellent vision, the thin dog also felt that Ruan Yingchen was extremely fast.

The strange thing was that Ruan Yingchen's feet were close to the ground, and his legs were close together. He didn't run, but just swung left and right to slide forward, raising dust all the way.

Just like a snake crawling on the ground!

"Explosive Skill·Turtle Snake Step!"

Ruan Yingchen brought a series of afterimages, rushed over quickly, punched the ground, and attacked Fang Zhixing's lower body.

Fang Zhixing looked serious, motionless, waiting for Ruan Yingchen to approach.

"Wow~"

Suddenly, he opened his mouth, from his abdomen to his throat, and roared.

[Explosive Skill·Violent Bear Roar]

There were faint waves in the air, impacting Ruan Yingchen.

"Ugh!"

Ruan Yingchen groaned, his expression was messy in an instant, he was shocked, and quickly turned his head away, running close to the ground, passing by Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing took a big step back, pressed his body down, grabbed the ground with five toes, and raised his right hand from bottom to top.

Ruan Yingchen was shocked again, and his palms slapped the ground quickly, twisted his waist, and jumped up.

Swish!

Five scratches appeared on the rock behind him, and gravel flew everywhere.

Ruan Yingchen landed beside the rock, looked down at the torn collar, narrowed his eyes and said: "This is, violent bear claw?!"

Fang Zhixing raised his mouth and smiled: "Congratulations, you guessed it right."

Ruan Yingchen took a deep breath and smacked his lips: "Seven Evil Palms, Violent Bear True Meaning, Feather Knife, and a palm method that can blow people up, you are really versatile."

Fang Zhixing said coldly: "So, you'd better show some real skills, otherwise you will die in the next move."

Ruan Yingchen laughed and said with a ferocious expression: "I'm just playing with you, you really think you are a dish."

He rushed over brazenly, faster, raised his head, and punched Fang Zhixing in the face.

Fang Zhixing turned his head to dodge, and took advantage of the situation to offer a Heavenly Evil Palm, output in a straight line.

"Too slow."

Ruan Yingchen's body swayed from side to side, like a snake shaking its head, full of rhythm, forming a dense afterimage, erratic, and unparalleled.

Boom!

Fang Zhixing hit the air with his palm, raising a wave of dust.

Then, he felt a chill in his stomach.

Bang!

The sound of firecrackers exploding rang out in the air.

Ruan Yingchen punched out, shattering an afterimage. When he tilted his head, Fang Zhixing had already moved to another position.

"Oh, could this be 'Tianyin Violent Killing'?"

Ruan Yingchen was amazed, "Who are you and why are you proficient in so many martial arts? Are you trained by the martial arts alliance?"

Fang Zhixing smiled and said: "Before I kill you, I will let you die clearly."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Yingchen became furious, and a serious look finally appeared on his face, and he said sternly: "Well, I gave you face, didn't I?"

call!

Ruan Yingchen sprinted close to the ground, bringing up smoke and dust all the way, his speed was beyond imagination.

"So fast!"

Fang Zhixing tensed up and stretched his right hand to his back to hold the handle of the knife.

Listen to the wind and raise the knife to the sky!

"Snowflakes cover the top, chop!"

In an instant, countless knife shadows appeared in the air, flying one after another, like goose feathers and heavy snow, which was dizzying and covered everyone's face.

Dangdangdang~

As if Ruan Yingchen had been hit hard, electric sparks flickered on his body and his clothes were broken.

The Tingfeng Knife slashed at his shoulders, back, and legs, making sharp metal collision sounds one after another.

His whole body fell suddenly, lying on the ground, and was smashed into the mud.

After a moment, the shadow of the knife disappeared.

Almost at the same time, Ruan Yingchen slapped his hands on the ground, suddenly raised his hands, and punched Fang Zhixing twice in the chest.

Fang Zhixing's body shook and he immediately flew backwards.

He picked up the Tingfeng Knife, thrust it diagonally into the ground, and forcibly stabilized his body.

A line of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

A strange blush appeared on Fang Zhixing's face, and his lungs seemed to burst, making it difficult to breathe.

"That's it?"

Ruan Yingchen stood up and flicked the dust off his body, without a single scratch on his body.

He sneered: "I thought you were very capable, but you're just mediocre. A bastard is a bastard. How can a grain of rice shine?"

Fang Zhixing licked the hot blood from the corner of his mouth, spat, and replied: "I didn't expect your turtle shell to be so hard that even a 90,000-pound knife can't cut it."

Ruan Yingchen laughed ferociously and said: "I am a son of a noble family, with extraordinary talents, as high as the white clouds in the sky, and you are just a puddle of mud on the ground. Where do you get the confidence to break through my defense?"

Fang Zhixing swung the Tingfeng Knife and put it on his shoulder, with blood boiling on his face, and said in a deep voice: "I have never doubted my own strength. If I can't break it with one cut, I will cut it ten times."

"It's a pity that you are already injured. Who will give you ten chances?"

Ruan Yingchen leaned forward and flew against the ground.

Bang!

The sound of firecrackers came!

Ruan Yingchen's eyes flashed, then he turned to the right and moved forward quickly.

In an open space, Fang Zhixing appeared in a flash, but Ruan Yingchen followed closely.

"Lions in red!"

Fang Zhixing used both hands to lift the heavy knife and cut it out from the waist.

Ruan Yingchen's pupils shrank, as if he sensed the danger, he folded his arms and put them in front of him.

When~

The blade struck his wrist, and dazzling sparks erupted.

The strength of the sword is vertical and horizontal, and the force is strong and heavy!

Ruan Yingchen's face tightened, and his body was thrown away and fell to the shore. He rolled several times and fell into the water with a plop.

He quickly surfaced and jumped to the shore.

Fang Zhixing took a closer look and found a striking white mark on Ruan Yingchen's wrist, with a faint hint of blood.

"Chopped?"

Fang Zhixing was refreshed.

Also, "Snowflake Cap" is a range attack, and its power is not concentrated enough.

"The lion is clad in red" is a slash with all the power of the sword.

Ruan Yingchen felt a hint of pain, looked down at his arms, and his face darkened a little.

His defense was actually broken!

"This is impossible?!"

Ruan Yingchen couldn't believe it. The physical body trained in the Xuanwu Magic Armor was indestructible. How could anyone break it?

Unless the opponent is a master from a high-class family!

"The power of ninety thousand kilograms..."

Ruan Yingchen took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I didn't expect you to be such a martial arts prodigy."

Fang Zhixing's confidence increased greatly, and his body swayed, bang!

The next moment, he almost teleported to Ruan Yingchen and slashed him with his sword.

Ruan Yingchen's muscles all over his body stirred, and the turtle shell attached to his body expanded and became thicker.

Bang!

The blade struck Ruan Yingchen in the middle.

Ruan Yingchen flew out and hit a awning boat.

Boom!

The awning boat broke at the waist!

Ruan Yingchen fell into the river, and the powerful chopping force blessed him, causing him to fall all the way to the bottom of the water, stirring up a large amount of mud.

He stood up again and swam upstream.

Wow!

Ruan Yingchen broke out of the water, stepped on the water with his legs together, and ejected his body.

Xigou did not participate in the battle and watched the fire from the other side.

He watched for a moment, but suddenly his eyes flashed, and Ruan Yingchen rushed in front of Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing was ready, quickly swung the Tingfeng Knife, and sent out a horizontal slash.

Ruan Yingchen took a deep breath, and the muscles in his abdomen swelled rapidly, condensing into a large turtle shell, and then he waved his fist fearlessly.

when!

Ruan Yingchen was knocked out again, and his body flew backwards towards the water. It rose and fell on the water several times, and then he fell into the water.

At the same time, Fang Zhixing also tilted his head and flew out. He was hit in the cheek by Ruan Yingchen.

The pelvic bones cracked and shattered, and the person flew out like a kite with a broken string, falling to the ground, with a line of blood spilling out of the air.

"Both sides will suffer losses!"

Xigou was speechless.

Fang Zhixing had accumulated so many trump cards, but when he met a small family member of the same level, he could only manage a 50-50 draw.

No, Fang Zhixing was actually at a disadvantage.

Ruan Yingchen strengthened his defense and agility, and his speed was not inferior to Fang Zhixing, and his defense was extremely abnormal.

Tingfeng Knife was inserted into the ground, and Fang Zhixing staggered to his feet, his face completely disfigured.

His face was sunken, blood was dripping, and it was extremely scary.

Splash!

Ruan Yingchen broke out of the water, like a snake lying on the water, swinging his legs together, and quickly swam to the shore.

"Hu, hu~"

Ruan Yingchen was panting, holding his stomach with his left hand, and his face was not very good.

Xigou raised his head suddenly, his expression full of surprise.

Ruan Yingchen's hand holding his stomach, blood kept gushing out between his fingers.

Ruan Yingchen showed a hint of impatience, and cursed with a gloomy face: "Fuck, why aren't you dead yet?"

"Hehe..."

Fang Zhixing laughed, and a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth, falling all over the floor.

At this time, he had actually reached his limit and was on the verge of death.

"Alas, it was a draw."

Fang Zhixing sighed softly.

"Draw?"

Ruan Yingchen sneered, "Although I was also injured, it was not fatal. Your situation is obviously much worse than mine."

Fang Zhixing leaned back on the Tingfeng Knife to maintain his standing, spitting blood and sighing: "I didn't expect that I, with my 90,000-jin strength and the perfection of the second bird realm, could not completely defeat an unfavored descendant of the Ruan family."

Ruan Yingchen responded coldly: "The children of the aristocratic families are the descendants of the strong. Their physiques have been selected by generations of strong people, far better than you bastards. Humph, you want to beat me, next life!"

As soon as the voice fell, he rushed out brazenly, still running close to the ground.

In a flash, he came in front of Fang Zhixing and swung his fist to hit him.

At this moment, time seemed to have stopped.

The horrible scars on Fang Zhixing's face healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood on his body quickly disappeared.

"Huh???"

Ruan Yingchen was stunned, with a puzzled look on his face.

Fang Zhixing raised his eyelids, clenched his fists, and the muscles of his whole body suddenly bulged, turning into strands and strands, and his skin also turned light golden.

"Golden Silkworm Power!"

Fang Zhixing punched out and hit Ruan Yingchen in the stomach.

Ruan Yingchen was shocked and bent like a shrimp.

"Wow~"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Fang Zhixing grabbed Ruan Yingchen's hair with his big hand, swung it up, and smashed it fiercely to the ground.

Bang!

The river bank shook, dust rolled up, and the water rippled.

Fang Zhixing turned over and rode on Ruan Yingchen, pressing his knees on his chest, and using both fists to hammer Ruan Yingchen's face.

Bang bang bang!

One circle after another punch!

Ruan Yingchen's feet kept rising and falling!

A moment later, a big pit appeared in front of Fang Zhixing.

Ruan Yingchen had become a headless corpse.

His head was smashed to pieces!

After a long time, Fang Zhixing slowly stood up and exhaled a long breath.

"Children of aristocratic families are so damn hard to kill."

Fang Zhixing looked at his bloody and sticky hands and went to the river to wash them.