Longevity Species

In the depths of the cottage, the Flying Mouse seemed to be ordering something, when it suddenly heard a voice from outside, its expression changed suddenly.

"Huh? It's really here! Go and see who is shouting?"

Flying Squirrel did not act rashly, but sent people to inquire.

"The owner of the village is from Leijiabao, it seems... It seems to be the third young master of Leijiabao!"

"Third Young Master of Lei Family Castle? Why does he call himself Lei Wu?"

Flying Mouse's eyes turned cold, then he got up and left the village, looking outside.

Sure enough, at a glance, he saw a young man in black with two big knives on his back. He was thin and even looked a little thin, and his face was a little pale. Although he didn't look too weak, he didn't have any special feeling.

"Lei Dao!"

Flying Mouse snorted coldly, but many thoughts turned in his mind.

He has been secretly observing Leijiabao for several months, how could he not know the situation of Leijiabao? Lei Heng has three sons and one daughter, the eldest, Lei Wei, is just a businessman, not a threat at all.

The third son, Lei Dao, has tuberculosis and is a sick child with a short time.

Only the second child, Lei Wu, seems to have quite a legendary experience. He showed talent in martial arts since he was a child, but he has already joined the army and never came back.

If it was really Lei Wu who came to clamor, then the Flying Squirrel had to be cautious.

And what about the person in front of him?

It's just that the third child of the Lei family, Lei Dao, a sick child, faked it.

"Fake Lei Wu, do you want me to be suspicious, even afraid, and dare not accept your challenge, so as to damage the morale of the cottage? It's really whimsical. Since you want to die, then I will help you! I can't kill Lei Heng with my own hands, but I can Killing Lei Heng's son with his own hands can also vent the hatred in his heart!"

"Come on, fight!"

The Flying Mouse was really suspicious, and took the initiative to "make up" many conspiracies and tricks.

As for the fraud, so what?

As long as Lei Dao's identity is confirmed, what kind of waves can a sick child with tuberculosis cause?

"Whoosh".

Surrounded by many minions from the cottage, the Flying Mouse went straight to the outside of the cottage with a short sword in hand.

At this time, Lei Dao also saw the flying squirrel.

Dressed in brocade clothes and robes, his figure is not tall, but rather slender. A pair of eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and the gaze staring at Lei Dao is even more chilling.

The person in front of him is the flying squirrel!

"You are Lei Wu?"

Flying Squirrel was also looking at Lei Dao. No matter how you look at it, Lei Dao is not a threat, and when he got in touch with the information that Lei Dao was seriously ill, he felt more at ease, and even sneered in his heart.

How dare a sick man play tricks with him? I really don't know how to live or die!

"That's right, I'm Lei Wu! Flying Mouse, you kidnapped the third son Liu, didn't you just want to force your father to show up? Your brothers committed a heinous crime back then, and you deserve to die. Although my father is in Leijiabao, I came here. Zhan, I have completely dealt with you, and the grievances between us have been settled."

Lei Dao's words made Flying Mouse sneer even more.

He didn't want to talk too much nonsense, so he said directly: "No need to talk nonsense, I will accept your challenge!"

"Um?"

Lei Dao raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect the Flying Mouse to agree so simply. But when he thought about it again, he knew that the Flying Mouse was too confident and had already fallen into the trap.

That being the case, Lei Dao didn't say much, and went straight forward, and the two confronted each other, a distance away from the subordinates of both sides.

Flying Mouse was suspicious by nature, and seemed to sense something was wrong at this time.

But he figured it out quickly, and felt that Lei Dao was still holding on. So there was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth, he slowly approached Lei Dao, and said in a cold voice: "You are really courageous, I don't know if I should call you Lei Dao or the third son of Lei? Hahaha, a tuberculosis child, But pretending to be Lei Wu to challenge me, I really don't know how to live or die! That old Lei Heng is really cautious, and actually let his own son come to die."

"If that's the case, then I won't be polite! Kill you, and use Lei Heng's head to comfort the spirits of my five brothers in heaven!"

Sure enough, Flying Mouse consciously "sees through" Lei Dao's "trick", which is why he is so confident and accepts Lei Dao's challenge so calmly.

But Lei Dao didn't show a panicked expression, on the contrary, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, he stepped forward slowly, step by step, holding the handle of the knife behind him with both hands.

"Really? Since you have already seen through it, then I will not hide it. Yes, I am Lei Dao, not my second brother Lei Wu. I am a patient, just a tuberculosis patient. Watch me kill you!"

Lei Dao suddenly exploded, and his voice rose in vain.

At the same time, he broke out with all his strength, his figure leaped forward, and his hands grabbed the two big knives fiercely.

"Clang!"

The big knife was drawn out, and a glint of the cold knife flashed.

Flying Mouse was taken aback, he didn't expect Lei Dao to take the initiative to attack. At this time, he faintly felt that something was wrong, but Lei Dao had already drawn out the knife, so he could only step back.

This retreat was half a step slower.

However, just as he raised his dagger to guard against Lei Dao's knife with all his strength, Lei Dao used his arm hard, grabbed the handle of the knife with his right hand, and threw it directly at the flying squirrel.

"call out".

With a flash of cold light, the sword had already flown in front of the Flying Mouse.

Everyone was stunned, what kind of martial arts is this?

As soon as he shot, even the weapon was thrown to the opponent.

Although it was a bit unexpected, the Flying Mouse was the best at moving, and this was not a hidden weapon. Although there were some accidents, he could easily avoid them.

"call out".

Another big knife flew over,

Two large knives have been thrown out by Lei Dao one after another.

"court death!"

The flying squirrel was really angry, and threw out the weapon before the man hit him. what is this?

In his opinion, this is courting death!

However, Fei Tianshu didn't seem to notice that after throwing the two swords, Lei Dao was already approaching him, and Lei Dao had already pushed his palms away.

Iron Sand Palm!

"Boom."

With a muffled sound, Lei Dao's iron sand palm was firmly imprinted on the Flying Mouse's fist, and suddenly, a huge force pushed the Flying Mouse back.

"not good!"

Flying Mouse was startled, knowing that something had changed!

He wanted to retreat in a hurry, but it was already too late. Even though he was excellent in movement, he was already approached by Lei Dao. How could Lei Dao let him go?

You know, he hasn't learned any body skills, so he will definitely not be able to catch up with the flying squirrel. Therefore, after he bullied the Flying Squirrel, he must completely defeat the Flying Squirrel with a thunderous force!

"Hahaha, I'm just a patient, flying squirrel, why are you running away?"

Lei Dao looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his tone was full of sarcasm, but his eyes became colder and crazier.

"Iron Sand Palm!"

"Eagle Claw Technique!"

Lei Dao crazily displayed the Iron Sand Palm and Eagle Claw Kungfu. His Iron Sand Palm is indestructible. Once it is imprinted on a person's body, even Lian Jiazi will not be able to bear the injury.

He could feel that the flying squirrel was wearing a layer of inner armor, otherwise he would have killed him long ago.

But even so, one palm after another, still made the flying squirrel vomit blood.

The impeccable body of the third-level boy's kung fu, coupled with Dacheng's iron sand palm and eagle claw kung fu, made Lei Dao's offensive extremely fierce. He was taught a lot of fighting experience by Zhang Qinglong before, and he is no longer what he used to be, and he knows how to use his strengths.

What are his strengths?

Isn't it just a rapid outbreak and a fierce offensive?

And in the crazy attack, he seemed to have a faint sense of pleasure, it seemed that he was born to like this kind of fighting style.

However, with palm and claw skills, I always feel that something is missing.

Yes, not exciting enough! Not refreshing enough!

How good would it be if you used your fist?

Seeing Lei Dao's series of offensives, the flying squirrels who were pressing down couldn't even raise their heads, and the danger was everywhere. Daoist Qing Yuan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, had already widened his eyes.

"This kid, it's really...it's unbelievable! He is definitely a martial arts prodigy, suffering from tuberculosis, but he can practice martial arts to this level, and it's only in just over a month..."

Daoist Qingyuan felt a little unbelievable.

Originally, he wondered if Lei Dao had used some special method to defeat Zhang Qinglong.

But seeing Lei Dao now, with that violent, domineering and crazy appearance, he no longer has any doubts.

A martial arts prodigy, this is definitely a martial arts prodigy!

For a moment, a thought was crazily growing in his mind, as if it couldn't be suppressed, it quickly filled every thought in his mind.

"Chila".

Finally, after only ten moves, the Flying Mouse couldn't hold on anymore. Lei Dao wiped his claws on Fei Tianshu's neck, and immediately, blood spurted out, Fei Tianshu tightly covered his neck, stared at Lei Dao with an unbelievable expression on his face, wanted to say something, but could no longer I spoke.

"thump".

Finally, the flying squirrel fell to the ground, and it seemed that it didn't understand until it died, why it died in the hands of a sick man in Lei Dao? Is Lei Dao's illness a fake?

Lei Dao walked forward, the madness just now subsided, and seeing the bloody flying squirrel, he felt a little disgusted.

"I told you, I'm just a patient! But you can't even beat a patient, you are too weak. With such strength, you still want to take revenge? Wishful thinking..."

Lei Dao looked contemptuously, as if disdainful.

The bandits in the cottage were not far away, and they all trembled when they heard Lei Dao's words.

patient?

Does this look like a patient?

Such a brutal patient?