V1.Chapter 18

He Yiming's speed is extremely fast, and he doesn't walk on a straight line between his travels, but what really makes him rush out regardless of danger is actually his consciousness.

It was a special feeling, which seemed to be the inexplicable sixth sense of rushing out at the moment and not encountering too much crisis.

Between the two lifts and landings, he had come to the side of a big tree not far away. At the corner of his eyes, he immediately saw a man in a black tights, holding a small crossbow in his hand and installing it.

He Yiming's eyes swept above, and he immediately recognized the origin of this kind of crossbow. This thing is not exactly the same as the regular crossbow in the army. It is much smaller both in power and size. If he is not mistaken, it should be a crossbow forged in private by some big families, but somehow it fell into the hands of this person.

He lowered his body slightly, and he Yiming's hand swept over the ground. He had picked up a fist sized stone and threw it at the other side.

Although he Yiming didn't learn any concealed weapon techniques, the stone mixed with his internal strength also made a sharp sound of breaking the air and flew towards the other party like a sharp arrow.

The man's skill was extremely flexible and his reaction was extremely agile. In an instant, he had abandoned the crossbow and arrow that had not been completely installed. A lazy donkey rolled around and immediately hid away. And the man just stood up, and suddenly he was under his feet, and a large mass of soil mixed with fine stones appeared all over the sky like a flying rain on the road rushed by he Yiming.

He Yiming was secretly annoyed. He never thought that he would encounter such a thing when fighting with others. His body slowed down in midair, but he was still splashed by some soil.

With his feet on the ground, he Yiming finally saw each other's face.

This is a middle-aged man with a face with sharp nosed monkeys' cheeks. Especially his eyes are slightly red, which seems to be a ferocious blood color.

He Yiming's heart was cold, and he instantly recognized the other party, and understood why he would sneak attack without saying a word.

"Hu bin?" He Yiming subconsciously clenched his fists and said nervously.

However, in his heart, there was a inexplicable chill. Although his internal strength cultivation had reached the seventh level, the other party was a bloody guy with full hands. If there was no fear in his heart, it was self deception.

Hu bin looked at he Yiming coldly, with a sneer on his quarrel, and said, "Hey, you sons of the aristocratic family, you are really more and more daring. Such a small guy dares to send out to die."

He Yiming took a deep breath, his heart moved, and his internal strength worked. In an instant, he had gathered to the sixth peak of Hunyuan strength.

His fists stretched out flat, and he Yiming said in a loud voice, "Hu bin, who is going to die? You have to fight before you know. You take it..." his face suddenly tightened, his fists came out together, and he bombarded away towards the front. Because before his words were finished, Hu bin in front of him had directly rushed up.

In the past, when fighting with the brothers in Zhuang Zhong, it was only after both sides were ready that the fight between cars and horses was made clear, but Hu bin unexpectedly sneaked in on the way, which surprised him.

Fortunately, he Yiming's reaction speed is far from that of ordinary people. Although he was stunned, he subconsciously blocked it.

Hu Bin's figure is as slippery as a fish, and a jump has come to he Yiming's side with a light palm, which seems to be patted at him without half strength.

He Yiming was naturally unwilling to be outdone. The Hunyuan strength of the gold series skill cooperated with the rolling stone fist to exert all his strength, and fought at the other side without showing weakness.

The fists of both sides had hit each other in an instant. Hu Bin's face changed and his feet were forced. He unexpectedly ran out like a ghost. His body turned a circle in midair, and then trampled alternately on two big trees, which reluctantly removed the huge impact of he Yiming's fists.

After the formal fight between the two sides, he Yiming's heart suddenly settled down.

Although Hu Bin's body has a murderous spirit that makes him afraid, his internal strength is really only five layers. Even if he only uses the internal strength of the sixth layer to cooperate with the fighting skills, he can easily defeat him. As soon as he thought of this, he gave a soft drink and walked away like a flying chase.

Hu bin landed on his feet and suddenly shouted, "wait a minute."

He Yiming's footsteps stopped like a motionless King Kong, looking at each other suspiciously.

Hu bin carried his hands behind him, with a trace of surprise on his face, and said, "six levels of internal strength, six levels of skill? Which family are you?"

He Yiming held his head high and proudly said, "Taicang HeJiazhuang."

"Well, what a HeJiazhuang, there is such a young master." Hu bin nodded, but his eyes were awe inspiring. He stretched out his hands, rubbed each other, and said, "my Qi and blood have been adjusted, and I can continue to fight."

He Yiming was slightly stunned for a moment, and immediately understood. It turns out that the collision just now has made Hu Bin's blood boil. If he pursues the victory, he can definitely take advantage of it. But with these two words, the other party has recovered as before.

His face was slightly red. This time, the lesson was profound, and he was firmly remembered in his heart.

A trace of anger flashed in his eyes. He Yiming's fists staggered and tossed endlessly towards Hu bin. With the cooperation of the sixth layer of internal strength, every punch he hit brought up a boxing style, and what's more terrifying is that the first boxing style has not completely dissipated, and the second boxing style has been issued subsequently. In this way, one boxing style after another has formed a natural boxing style barrier around his body, and he himself is like a huge round rock, rolling in a certain range, Wherever he hit, even those towering trees would shake slightly, not to mention the flow of weeds and shrubs, which was like being crushed by boulders, leaving deep traces.

At the same time, his momentum is also like boxing, wave after wave. After dozens of punches, the fear in his heart gradually dissipated, and each punch was played with a refreshing feeling, gradually taking the absolute upper hand.

There was a feeling of complete openness in his heart, which was quite different from that when he fought with the brothers in Zhuang Zhong at ordinary times.

This is the real battle, the real battle

However, he Yiming also admired the enemy in front of him. Hu Bin's internal strength and combat skills were clearly a kind of gold, but what he showed was not as strong and fierce as the gold combat skills, but had a soft and hard feeling of water combat skills. Being able to display the Jin series combat skills to this extent, this person has rich combat experience, which is by no means comparable to him.

If you encounter a general gold five layer inner strength cultivator, it is difficult to sustain under the continuous attack of he Yiming. But Hu Bin's skill is really extraordinary. His figure shuttles like a fish in the fist wind rolling like a huge rock.

With his five-level internal strength cultivation of gold system, as long as he Yiming's fist doesn't directly hit him, no matter how powerful the boxing around is, he can't be hurt. Just to avoid the ubiquitous fists, he had no time to attack.

A quarter of an hour later, Hu Bin's heart was quite anxious. He couldn't help cursing secretly. Where on earth did this freak jump out? How could he not help strengthening his boxing style after exercising the golden skill for so long, and he didn't even feel exhausted.

When the two sides just fought, he recognized that he Yiming's fist was the rolling stone fist of the golden system. Although the power of this fist is good, it is one of the most powerful fist techniques of the same level. But this kind of boxing has a great flaw, that is, because it needs to maintain constant pressure, the internal strength consumed is also quite considerable.

He saw at a glance that the children of this aristocratic family in front of him would certainly not be older than fifteen. At this age, it is already a great thing to be able to cultivate internal strength to the sixth level. Even in the whole kingdom of Tianluo, none of them can reach this level before the age of 15.

So he immediately made up his mind and tried his best to deal with he Yiming. As long as the opponent's internal strength was exhausted, it was time for him to counterattack.

But until now, he Yiming is more and more brave. From his boxing style, it seems that he can also feel the increasing oppressive momentum, as if his inner strength can be continuously displayed.

Has this little guy's internal strength reached the level of the sixth peak? Otherwise, how could he have such a horrible performance. Hu Bin's heart is full of regret. If he had known this, he tried to escape at the beginning, but now he is trapped by the other party's boxing style, and it is even more difficult to escape. And it's also a very dangerous way to avoid in he Yiming's boxing style. He already feels a little unsupported.

At the same time, behind him, there are powerful pursuers. If he entangles with this boy again, even if he can safely avoid, as long as the pursuers come, he will be unable to fly.

There was a flicker of hesitation in his eyes, and then he suddenly clenched his teeth. After avoiding he Yiming's next boxing, he suddenly landed on his feet and stepped into the soil like a stone pile.

Holding up his palms, Hu bin shouted loudly. His palms seemed to have increased by three points, and he Yiming was hit like Mount Tai.

He Yiming was overjoyed. Although he had the absolute upper hand, the other party's rich experience never fought against him, which made him feel depressed like trying his best to score cotton. So when Hu bin stood still and fought back, he naturally wanted it.

The palms of the two sides slammed together in an instant. He Yiming's face suddenly changed, and his strong internal strength surged up. The other side's palms were like a giant axe, completely breaking the powerful momentum accumulated by his rolling stone fist, and relentlessly counter attacking.