As soon as Tang Xiaobao retreated, Weng Batian began to attack, waving the magic knife in his hand dazzlingly, but every move hit Tang Xiaobao's vital points.
There was no choice but for Tang Xiaobao to retreat.
The two men exchanged dozens of moves, advancing and retreating.
Tang Xiaobao is good at calculating.
You are an old man in your eighties or nineties after all. I want to see how long your internal strength is. When your strength is exhausted, I will slowly deal with you.
But after fighting for more than a hundred moves, Tang Xiaobao was almost injured several times. During one incident, he even had his clothes torn, and another time, several strands of his hair were cut off.
But Weng Batian showed no signs of stopping, instead he became even more vigorous.
Moreover, the scimitar seemed to be able to absorb energy, and its power actually increased.
Tang Xiaobao's eyes brightened even more.
What a good knife.
Must grab it.
It can't be damaged yet.
In fact, as long as he uses his innate energy, it would be easy for him to defeat the opponent, but if he is not careful and the knife is damaged, it will be useless.
There is a demon living in that knife. The innate energy within it is the nemesis of all demons and monsters, including gods.
Then you must definitely not use the innate qi.
Well, he also has teleportation.
Tang Xiaobao was not in any great danger as he had been relying on his lightness skills to deal with the opponent.
But the people who were roaming around were all terrified.
I never expected that this person could evenly fight Master. No, he even had the upper hand...
Junior Sister Yi Lin bit her lips tightly. If she hadn't known that her skills were still limited, she would have been unable to resist taking action.
Tang Tang held a handful of hidden weapons in his hands, but he had no chance to throw them.
In the blink of an eye, the two had fought for more than two hundred moves.
Tang Xiaobao's constant wandering made Weng Batian vomit blood.
His lightness skill was pretty good, and he was also top-notch in the martial arts world. When he was roaming around the martial arts world, he had never met anyone whose lightness skill was better than his.
But today, he encountered it.
Every time it's just a little bit off.
Don't underestimate it, it's just a little bit off.
As the saying goes, a miss by an inch can lead to a huge loss. That's still a long way off.
So, Weng Batian became a little anxious.
Tang Xiaobao's guess was correct. The magic sword could absorb energy and could be used by Weng Batian. But if he continued to fight like this, sooner or later his strength would be exhausted.
"Boy, aren't you the leader of the martial arts world? Why do you just hide? Aren't you ashamed?"
He began to provoke.
Tang Xiaobao, however, laughed and said, "I'm going to spit you in the face. You have a sword, and I'm unarmed, and you still dare to criticize me? If you have the guts, throw away the sword and let's have a fair fight."
He just wanted to piss off the old man.
If you can really make the other party angry to death, that would be great. To defeat the enemy without fighting is the highest level of military strategy.
Weng Batian was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "If you have the guts, pick up a weapon yourself. You still have the nerve to blame me? Don't you know my nickname is Demon Knife? If I don't use a knife, can I still be called Demon Knife?"
"Anyway, you're just shameless, you damn old man, you're in your seventies or eighties, no, eighties or nineties, and you still bully a kid in his twenties like me. You're so shameless, why don't you just go die? Do you want me to ask someone to buy you a piece of tofu so you can hit your head against it and die? You've practiced martial arts for seventy or eighty years, and I've only practiced for a few years. How dare you..."
puff!
Weng Batian was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Is this called taking advantage of one's age to bully the young?
Do you still have any shame?
The young ones bully me, an old man, and you still have the nerve to say that I bully you. How shameless, really shameless.
How could there be such a shameless person!
Or the leader of the Wu Yao Alliance!
"You little bastard, I'm going to kill you, you damned bastard, I'm going to grind you to dust!"
Weng Batian completely lost his mind and his attack became even more fierce.
Tang Xiaobao curled his lips and continued to attack: "Come on, come on, come and kill me, come and grind me into ashes, I beg you to kill me, I beg you to kill me."
"Ahhh, I'm going to kill you, you sharp-tongued bastard!"
"Come on, beg for a kill, old man. Are you angry? Hey, I'll make sure you can't hit me, so come chase me. If you have the guts, come chase me. Hahahaha, I see you still have a little of my internal energy to use. I'm going to tire you out, wear you out, make you shameless, make you shameless, make you mean-spirited..."
sweat……
Tang Xiaobao...seems a bit shameless.
"Don't be so arrogant. I don't think you can hold on for much longer."
Weng Batian shouted.
Tang Xiaobao chuckled and said, "Old man, let's have a competition to see who collapses first. I don't have much internal energy, and I estimate that I won't be able to continue fighting until twelve o'clock tomorrow night. You have to cheer up, no, you have to take it easy. There are still nearly twenty-four hours left, so don't collapse anytime soon!"
No matter how angry Weng Batian was, there was nothing he could do.
He nearly bit his teeth to pieces.
But Tang Xiaobao was still helpless.
He was angry, furious to death.
But he suddenly came to his senses.
Tang Xiaobao is deliberately provoking him, he must not fall into his trap.
Then, he actually calmed down.
He would never believe that Tang Xiaobao could really fight for that long.
In fact, Tang Xiaobao was not bragging.
He has innate energy protecting his body, and his powerful internal strength is stronger than that of ordinary martial artists. Dodging like this is basically waiting for the opponent to tire out, and the energy consumption is pitifully small. Fight until tomorrow night? No, even until the night after tomorrow is fine.
If it really doesn't work, he can also use the magical skill of teleportation, which only uses a little bit of innate energy.
It is said that his innate energy has already reached the critical value. It only needs one chance to undergo a qualitative change and become immortal energy. That little bit of consumption can be almost ignored.
The two fought again for more than two hundred moves.
Although Weng Batian had calmed down, his internal energy was still greatly depleted and his attack was no longer as fierce as before.
Suddenly, he had an obvious flaw.
Tang Xiaobao saw the opportunity and went out to slap him.
But suddenly, a cold light appeared.
Chi
Tang Xiaobao withdrew his hand quickly enough, but a piece of his sleeve was still cut off.
Half of his arm was exposed. Tang Xiaobao was not injured, but he was really angry.
You old man, you are so cunning that you even cheat!
"You old bastard, how dare you trick me!"
Tang Xiaobao dodged the three consecutive knife attacks and jumped up and down cursing.
Weng Batian secretly regretted that his trapping plan had failed, and sneered, "You're just stupid, so why blame me? If you have the guts, come and hit me."
"Hey, you old man, I've been giving in to you because I feel sorry for you. What's the matter? Do you still think I dare not hit you?"
Tang Xiaobao sneered.
Of course Weng Batian didn't believe it.
"Come on, do it if you can, don't run away."
He laughed heartily and intensified his attack.
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