Chapter 238: Cun Rift Return (2)

Looking at Huang Feihong who was kicking in the air, Xu Xi was extremely helpless and blocked with both hands in a rapid manner, and his ankle was lost with his backhand.

Well, I took the opportunity to practice my melee skills with this melee expert.

Xu Xi knew the consequences of the Thirteenth Aunt being taken away, and also knew that the system was consciously discovering that his martial arts skills were too high, and then adjusted them. The difficulty was not because he wanted to fight invincible hands, but because of time.

He must stabilize the situation in the shortest time, rescue Aunt Thirteen and catch the boss of Shahe Gang.

"Master Huang!"

In just three words, Xu Xi had fought with Huang Feihong for seven or eight consecutive punches. In terms of internal strength, he was definitely not inferior to Huang Feihong. However, in close combat, he was strong enough to dodge, and the rest would be without the damage attached to the system.

The storm-like attack made Xu Xi feel a little melancholy, and his feet were connected to achieve an extremely fast and super direction change. On the bamboo ladder, he rolled up almost without thinking, and his hands were continuously bombarding Huang Feihong's series of flying kicks.

Huang Feihong fell down and put his hands on the bamboo ladder, twisting his arms: "Iron Fist, Crash!"

With the force of twisting, the bamboo ladder was shattered, and the internal force spreading upwards wildly, shattering the bamboo ladder.

Bang! With a loud bang, Huang Feihong took Xu Xi from bottom to top with a thunderous aura like lightning.

"Good come!" Xu Xi poked out his palms and forced them to take.

The two of them groaned and retreated. Xu Xi sighed. He forced him to retreat with his internal strength, but Huang Feihong forced him to retreat with the damage added by the system.

When they fell to the ground, Huang Feihong observed Xu Xi in surprise and doubt. He felt a trace of familiar breath, which was the breath of half of his master.

"Master Huang, if you want to save Aunt Thirteen, you have to stop!" Xu Xi was impatient and fought again. Whether it was Feixian or Qingtian, it was a killing move, and he would definitely suffer if he didn't take it out. If he didn't take it out, he would probably suffer a loss in melee battle.

The system clearly wanted to use Huang Feihong to delay him and spend the time needed to complete the task.

"Hmph!" Huang Feihong snorted coldly, stomped his feet and flew towards Xu Xi in the air: "Take the people over, you all evil Shahe Gang!"

Xu Xi was speechless, picked up a large bag of goods and flew towards Huang Feihong with his toes, thinking that he had to fight quickly. He moved his internal force without hesitation and hit the bag with a straight punch!

With a chirping sound, the bag shattered and the rice inside spilled out. Xu Xi's fist had pierced through the bag with only internal strength. He accurately collided with Huang Feihong's fist at a loss in sight!

Bang! Before Xu Xi stood firm, she found Huang Feihong pounced on him again. Xu Xi was furious and took out the golden cudgel from the bag. She closed her eyes and almost stopped her in the air without even looking at it!

With a crisp sound, Huang Feihong's fist hit the golden cudgel, his face changed slightly, and he kicked it in a flash. He kicked the golden cudgel again, not only did he not hurt Xu Xi, but his feet were a little unstable.

Xu Xi was extremely strange and made the golden cudgel block Huang Feihong's fist again and again. As the battle became more and more intense, Xu Xi gradually regained the feeling of close combat in the past. Xu Xi's performance was once again shocking.

Xu Xi didn't even do much. With his unparalleled skills, he always appeared in Huang Feihong's close body incredibly. He had never punched or even palmed, but he could always make Huang Feihong's attack completely fail.

With an extremely simple response method, Xu Xi rushed into Huang Feihong, avoiding the punch he swung, and lifted his calf, which blocked Huang Feihong's attack on his legs.

It seems simple, but in fact it requires perfectly capturing the opponent's attack path and being able to accurately grasp the precise time of each attack, so that Xu Xi can't take action in melee but can't hurt him.

Although Huang Feihong's footwork is wonderful, it cannot stop Xu Xi's super change of direction. To be honest, if Xu Xi wants to kill Huang Feihong, he will die at least ten times.

"Enough!" Xu Xi swung the golden cudgel and swept it out, and a large bag was swept away: "Master Huang, if you still want to save Aunt Thirteen, stop immediately. Only I know where she is!"

Unless Huang Feihong uses the Hero Heart skill, it is impossible to defeat Xu Xi.

Yes, Xu Xi is so strong now. He even feels that fighting Huang Feihong is boring.

"The boss of Shahe Gang is going to survive!" Yan Zhendong, who was slightly injured, shouted in a low voice.

At this moment, he slipped in like a flying roar and shouted: "Master, I found the whereabouts of Aunt Thirteen. She was taken into the westbound fleet by the boss of Shahe Gang!"

"Damn, Lao Piao, you will die if you come early!" Xu Xi was speechless.

But, a warship traveling west?

Xu Xi felt a little uneasy, and for a while, he couldn't imagine something wrong!

Several ships in the westbound fleet were at the dock here.

Xu Xi couldn't help but say depressedly: "Piaoyao, why don't you stop it when you see it? It's so easy to save money."

"I can't do it!" Piaoyao smiled bitterly and shouted: "Everyone is careful of the muskets and artillery of the travelers in the west."

Xu Xi raised his eyebrows and moved his heart. It seemed that this thing was still a bit strange.

Huang Feihong, his group of disciples, Liang Kuan, Yan Zhendong and others came to the side of the dock boat. They slashed their teeth and stretched their necks to howled there for a long time. The people on the boat refused to open the door and let them in.

After shouting for a long time, a figure appeared on the bow of the boat and laughed, saying in obviously translated Mandarin: "Don't think of cheating the door, I've watched this movie too."

"Well, is it a player?" Xu Xi and Piaoyao exchanged their eyes.

"Hmph!" Yan Zhendong was anxious to complete Nalan Yuanshu's task and rushed forward in a flash. A row of fireworks on the bow of the ship was dazzling, and a layer of gray smoke lingered.

The sound of dinging sounds was endless. Xu Xi shook his body and appeared in front of Yan Zhendong in time. The Qinggang Sword was swinging without any water. He retreated with Yan Zhendong. Xu Xi frowned and looked at the Qinggang Sword that was shot by the projectile, thinking: "It seems that their muskets still have some power."

Piaoyao smiled bitterly, now Xu Xi knew his difficulties.

As long as the people on the boat traveling west spend enough time, it will be a victory. Xu Xi knew it naturally, so he no longer hesitated, and sneered and dragged the golden cudgel forward: "It's great to have a musket. Look at me, don't smash the ship!"

Bang bang bang! Another row of guns shot out the projectiles. Xu Xi used his internal force to support an invisible air wall, blocking many projectiles. However, he groaned, and a heart-wrenching pain came from his thighs.

It turns out that most of these muskets are ordinary, but they are mixed with muskets that can break internal strength - of course, they are high-end goods.

Xu Xi flipped his hand and took out another sword, waved a circle of white light, and immediately intercepted all the projectiles. However, this ordinary sword could not withstand it and broke in two strokes. Xu Xi had to take the sword again and dance again.

Yan Zhendong was both surprised and happy, while Huang Feihong looked solemn. Obviously, he did not expect Xu Xi to be so skilled. You know, muskets are very effective against those of them who are naked and have muskets that break their internal strength.

Xu Xi was not in a hurry, and advanced step by step. The opponent's rows of muskets shot out countless projectiles, but failed to hurt him. This made the westbound player on the bow of the ship sweat so much that he was anxious. The curse system actually made a perverted player to do such a simple task.

The player traveling west at the bow of the ship yelled in English: "Fire the gun, fire the gun!"
Chapter completed!