Chapter 336 Then I Will Destroy the Evil Eye Fist (4000)

With a rumble, a huge head more than ten meters long rolled directly across the ground, crashing like a high-speed train.

The bird's head is ferocious, covered with scales, and its aura is violent. The huge beak shone with metallic luster, with a hint of red.

Compared to Feng Liusi's Bloody Vulture Mouth, Card Xiu is obviously much inferior. In the battle between the blood fist and the sword ghost, the scarlet beak of Feng Liusi's blood vulture seemed to be dripping with blood, and it was incredibly rich. Ka Xiu is now naturally unable to compare with him.

However, the Blood Vulture's Mouth is still his most lethal single-target move. It can be said that Ka Xiu has reached his peak.

His usual fighting style is actually different from that of a normal fighter. Strictly speaking, Ka Xiu is not explosive.

Because his body is quite strong, he has many methods. His battles have always been high-frequency and high-intensity close combat, which can last for a long time. There may not be a terrifying outbreak similar to the rainbow light world of Sword Demon Three Blades, but it still has its own powerful advantages. That is, with the blessing of physical strength, every punch can be compared to the secret skills of a fighter.

It is equivalent to every flat A containing terrifying power.

In addition, Kaxiu's punch speed and reaction speed are extremely fast.

It can be said to be a fighting mode unique to him.

In fact, the fighting card repairman in front of him can still do what he did before, slowly wearing down the opponent's physical strength bit by bit. He can keenly detect the weak points of Yamos in the third stage.

But Kaxiu didn't do that, and instead chose to go head-on.

Boom! ! !

The red fog roared in the left half of the block, and the silver light shone in the right half of the block. The whole world seemed to be divided in an instant before my eyes.

Buzz…

The high-frequency oscillating sound makes people's ears ring.

The head of the black agency commissioner who had retreated outside the block was shaken, and his eyes were confused. He quickly pressed his ears with both hands.

Ding ding ding…

A large shock wave visible to the naked eye swept in all directions like a sea wave, hitting the surface of the building with a snapping sound. Half a block of glass windows shattered in an instant.

It fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

Where the two collided, masonry powder exploded like mist, making it difficult to see what was going on inside. Ten seconds passed, and waves of wind blew away the pink mist.

Exposed street scene.

Gone, all gone, all the buildings are gone!

Centered at the end of Beni Avenue, a hole with a diameter of nearly a hundred meters suddenly appeared in the picture. If you look down from a high altitude, you can find that this is a typical explosion radial ruins. Buildings, walls, street lamps, and ornamental trees all fell to a central point, twisted and broken.

What a terrifying moment of destructive power!

During the war, bombers dropped explosives.

The clouds and mist rolled in, and the air whizzed past my ears. Visible dust swirls and falls together with high-altitude gravel.

A rain of stones formed on the ground.

Among the ruins, everything was smoothed out. The two people who still stood tall were as motionless as statues.

It seems that they are still confronting each other as before.

Looking closer, he could see blood dripping from the vest and chest of the burlier blond figure. Blood like lead and mercury dripped down, hitting the ground heavily.

He was as burly as a bear, with more than a dozen wounds on his skin, but none of them were serious. What was really fatal was that on the left chest, a hole the size of a bowl appeared.

The edges and contours are blurred with flesh and blood, and you can even see the scene behind it at a glance. The man was beaten into a double body.

His limbs were motionless, as if he were dead.

Directly opposite, ten meters away.

The figure of a rickety old man was trembling slightly, and his wrinkled facial features were bleeding from his seven orifices. It has been fifteen years since Yamos entered a state of full-scale explosion. The last time he was involved in a life-and-death struggle with three core members of the Sect Organization. Blocking life at the critical moment, Lan Zhisi tore everything apart.

He survived that battle. Two of the three core members of the Gate organization were killed on the spot, and one escaped with serious injuries. Yamos himself spent two years in bed, barely recovering.

He originally thought that he would never enter this state again in his life. Unexpectedly, I met such a master again. Strong and domineering, with almost no obvious weaknesses.

He has terrifying strength that is close to the limit of a fighter!

The flames of war ignited in Yamos's heart, and he took action with all his might. Use the final kill of the three limits, Lanfeng Waterfall.

Finally, he gained the upper hand in the final collision and killed the opponent. Because the enemy's physique is so strong, the Misty Wind Waterfall, which is said to be indestructible, cannot be dispersed and can only be concentrated together. Just move towards one point to completely penetrate its defense!

So if you look down from a high altitude, you can see that the destruction scene in the ruins behind Kaxiu is a fan shape. More than a thousand metal wires penetrated countless walls and buildings, glowing slightly under the moonlight. Like stars dotting the night.

"Ahem...after all, I won."

Yamos's thin figure staggered, and a relieved smile appeared on his face. His old face changed instantly, from old age to youth, and then to teenager again.

I don't know why, Yamos felt a little strange.

He always felt that the person opposite him knew him very well and could always arouse the fighting spirit and anger in his heart. It seemed that he deliberately wanted to fight with him with all his strength and have a good fight.

Maybe he didn't have any bad intentions, he was just a martial arts fanatic who wanted to learn from him. However, there was no limit to the learning between secret martial artists, especially at the fighter level.

After being excited, this level of power could not be restrained. He could only follow his body's instincts and fight madly.

It was normal for one of the two sides to be killed.

"Sorry, you took the initiative to provoke me..." Amos coughed, covered his mouth with his left hand, and blood oozed between his fingers. He took two steps forward, but was tripped by a stone and leaned forward.

A big hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his right hand.

Let Amos stand firm again.

"Thank you." Amos, who had just finished fighting and whose head was like paste, said instinctively. He felt something was wrong the next second.

"You're welcome."

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, low and hoarse.

"You!"

Amos suddenly raised his head, and there was a strong expression of disbelief on his face. He stared at the man in front of him.

Wasn't it Kaxiu who was just killed by him? !

How did he come back to life inexplicably?

Amos glanced at the hole on the left side of the strong chest that was still dripping with blood, and then glanced at the smile that was close at hand.

He took a deep breath: "You... you are a right-hearted person!"

His tone was very hurried, with a hint of regret and relief. He thought that he had been shrewd all his life, but he didn't expect to fall here.

"That's right."

Kaxiu was stunned for a moment, and directly admitted it.

He naturally wouldn't say that he had a heart in both his left and right chests, and that if one was broken, the other would continue to work.

And, as long as you wait for a certain period of time. The life vibration energy can make up for the broken heart and restore it again.

It can be said that Kaxiu has two lives in battle. And they are not consumables, all of them can be restored. In a real life-and-death fight, it can be used as three lives, or even four or five lives.

His most powerful is this tenacious survival ability, in a deadly battle, he survived like a cockroach.

"I lost, you do it."

Under the moonlight, Amos lowered his head and said frustratedly.

He is now in a young age, and his mind is naturally like a child. But he has vicissitudes of life and knowledge.

So there is an inexplicable mixture of maturity and immaturity.

Forming a special temperament.

Snap!

A big hand suddenly pressed on Amos's head, slightly exerting force. As if to crush his head bloodily and brutally.

Amos closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

However, the hand did not move. The next second, it started to rub it like a prank, using both hands to mess up Amos's fluffy hair. Like rubbing a dog's head.

"Finally I got this opportunity..."

"I've wanted to rub your head to pieces for a long time."

"You are a snotty kid pretending to be deep, why are you pretending to be an adult?"

Amos's ears were buzzing from being poked, and occasionally he heard the man in front of him talking to himself a few times, saying some strange words.

Kaxiu pinched Amos's slightly chubby face, and suddenly thought that the man in front of him was already an old man.

His hand trembled suddenly, allowing Amos to struggle and escape successfully.

He looked at the messy-haired butler in front of him, his eyes were a little hazy. It seemed that he was not looking at a person, but at that distant era. In that era, Kaxiu remembered a total of three people. Feng Liusi, Saint Fennan, and Amos. Although Amos was just a filler, he could also be half a friend.

The two met because of that fight.

So he also had a fight when he returned to reality.

To be honest, I feel a little emotional. Amos is the only person in the real world that Kaxiu has seen in the four times he has gone back.

And, what is rare is Amos's face.

Due to some physical characteristics, he still looks like he did fifty years ago in normal mode. A cocky little boy.

Kaxiu suddenly met him, and he couldn't help but think of him.

It was as if the time of going back and the real world overlapped.

There is a trance feeling of fantasy and reality intertwined.

"Let's go, let's have a good chat. As the saying goes, you can't get to know each other without fighting. In fact, I am also an enemy of the organization. You should have seen it before. The enemy of my enemy is my friend..."

Kaxiu crossed his arms and squinted his eyes at the opposite side.

"I think, if you want to talk, why not go to our Beiliu City branch of the Black Agency to talk?" Amos quickly trimmed his hair to make his appearance more refined.

At this moment, he already felt that the man opposite did not intend to kill, but did reveal an intention to cooperate.

The saying that you can't get to know each other without fighting is quite logical.

Only when both sides have fought with all their strength can they feel the strength and even character of the other party. When Kaxiu defeated Amos, he showed his fists and muscles. He let Amos go, released goodwill, and showed his intention to cooperate.

In this way, it would not be said that he was looked down upon.

Of course, the direct reason why Kaxiu wanted to fight was indeed a temporary impulse. I just want to teach Amos a lesson and test how much strength he has improved in the past fifty years.

"Not very good."

Kaxiu shook his head coldly, and a big hand directly grabbed Amos. Amos wanted to hide, but he was seriously injured and couldn't hide at all. He was directly grabbed by the back of the neck by Kaxiu.

He closed his palm, clamped his arms, and turned his body sideways.

Amos was held by Kaxiu on his right side, hanging in his arms like a piece of clothing, without any room for resistance.

"Asshole, put me down!"

"Are you trying to humiliate me? Don't give me a chance!"

"Wait, wait for me..."

Kaxiu directly cut Amos's neck with a knife, knocking him unconscious. This ended the long and endless complaints.

He took a deep look at the face of the sleeping boy.

He immediately felt that there must be something wrong with the other party's practice.

It seems that the deeper you practice, the more obvious the sense of separation. Three states of youth, youth, and old age. Three stages of life, different personalities and different minds share memories.

Each stage is like a different person. The stronger the strength, the stronger the sense of independence and integrity of each stage.

For example, Amos has lived for seventy or eighty years, and he is still that boy in the youth stage. Foul-mouthed, arrogant, self-esteem, impulsive, likes to pretend to be deep and pretend to be an adult.

That's right, his real age is obviously in his seventies or eighties, but he still speaks like a child pretending to be an adult.

When he is emotional, he always calls you old man. It seems that he is constantly emphasizing that he is old and is your elder.

On the ruins, Kaxiu held Amos with one hand and pressed the other hand on his chest. The life vibration energy is running rapidly.

A stream of heat is constantly repairing the damaged organs and muscles.

He took a deep breath and disappeared instantly.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Shuiyun Club, the third floor with bright lights.

"Windsor County Red Eagle Fist? Laurent County Holy Ice Flow?" On the sofa, Amos repeated the two names that Kaxiu had just said. Gradually, some information in his mind came back.

Opposite, the blond man changed into a brand new and comfortable outfit. Leaning on the soft sofa, holding a teacup in his hand.

It was the steaming milk black tea that had just been brewed.

"As for the Red Eagle Fist, it has already declined... It was quite famous fifty years ago. There was a top fighter named Blood Fist in the sect, who was almost invincible in the six eastern counties. Unfortunately, he failed to break through the death barrier in the end and passed away in the mountains..."

Amos said as he recalled.

"Since then, the Red Eagle Fist, which was not very powerful to begin with, has gradually declined. Ten years ago, it was completely swallowed up by the East Nine Sects. The last successor of the Red Eagle Fist is also missing..."

"East Nine Sects? Which one of the East Nine Sects, tell me..."

Kaxiu suddenly spoke, his eyes darkened.

"The main attacker should be the Windsor County Evil Eye Fist."

Amos replied.

Kaxiu raised his glass and was silent for a moment, and the surface of his dark blue pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of blood: "Then I will destroy the Evil Eye Fist..."