Ghost step, squint.


    This is a boxing method created by the white faced scholar himself, but the core of it is not in the boxing method, but in the footwork.


    Just like now, it is difficult for Xiao Yao to catch the white faced scholar. All this is irregular, fast and slow, and unpredictable.


    The speed of the white faced scholar is not very fast, at least in Xiao Yao''s opinion, not so fast. However, it is still difficult to capture his figure, which seems to be difficult to understand, but the actual situation is such a thing, especially under such circumstances, it gives Xiao Yao a very strange feeling.


    "Boom!" With one punch, Xiao Yao quickly stepped back. However, the white faced scholar seemed to have expected that Xiao Yao would choose to dodge in this way, so when Xiao Yao stepped back, the white faced scholar had already forced him up, and his fist still hit Xiao Yao''s chest.


    The strength of this fist is very domineering. Even if Xiao Yao is ready, the strength of this fist still blows him out.


    With a successful move, the white faced scholar''s face was full of pride. He looked down at Xiao Yao lying on the ground with a smile, and his voice was mixed with deep ridicule for Xiao Yao.


    "Boy, it seems that you are still too young." Said the white faced scholar.


    Xiao Yao looks at the white faced scholar and slowly gets up.


    He wiped the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth and nodded with a smile: "if you say anything else, it''s OK, but since you say this, I have to admit that I''m really too young, so I can live longer than you."


    The white faced scholar sneered and asked, "who told you that young people will live long? Maybe today is your day. " The white faced scholar didn''t hide his murderous spirit. He just wanted to kill Xiao Yao. He believed that Xiao Yao knew this very well.


    Xiao Yao previously told the white faced scholar that he would kill him. The white faced scholar knew that it was no joke. If the final winner was Xiao Yao, he would die.


    Today, between the two of them, only one can walk down from Xianren mountain.


    Either Xiao Yao died or he died. It seems that there is no second possibility. They all have reasons to kill each other. Under such circumstances, they must not be merciful.


    Kill Xiao Yao, this is the white faced scholar''s next task, this is his task, so Xiao Yao must die, otherwise, his task is equal to failure, then his consequences will be very ugly. So, anyway, he has to kill Xiao Yao, which seems that he can''t change.


    Xiao Yao obviously knows this. He knows that if he let him go for a moment, he will face more trouble. Since the white faced scholar is immortal, he will not give up the task of killing him. What reason does Xiao Yao have to leave his opponent''s life?


    Therefore, the white faced scholar must die. But the current situation is obviously unfavorable to Xiao Yao. I don''t know what strange trick the white faced scholar developed. There must be some rules to be found in this kind of footwork, but now the key problem is that Xiao Yao can''t find the rules.


    When thinking about these, the white faced scholar once again launched an offensive against Xiao Yao.


    His body rushed to Xiao Yao in the blink of an eye. At the same time, he hit Xiao Yao''s head with a fist, which was also nowhere to be found.


    Xiao Yao can''t avoid it. He is hit on the shoulder by this fist, and his body flies backwards again.


    "You are not my opponent. If I have a knife in my hand, you are dead." Said the white faced scholar.


    Xiao Yao lying on the ground, looking at the dazzling sun, a smile: "but you do not have a knife."


    "I don''t have a knife in my hand, but I have a knife in my heart." The white faced scholar thinks that he has said a very complicated and philosophical sentence.


    Xiao Yao stood up, cracked his mouth, pointed to the white faced scholar''s nose: "you are bragging again."


    The white faced scholar looks at Xiao Yao with strange eyes. He really doesn''t understand. Isn''t this boy really afraid of death? Does he know how to write dead words? Anyway, the white faced scholar thinks that if he is Xiao Yao, he will never irritate the other party at this time, which is not good for him at all.


    "If you can''t kill me next, you will be the final loser." Xiao Yao said, "I found the flaw, but I''m not sure yet."


    The white faced scholar''s face changed for a while, and then looked at Xiao Yao with a kind of mocking eyes.


    "Do you think I''ll believe it if you say that? Do you think your casual words can destroy my mood? " The white faced scholar said, "it''s impossible. You can''t stimulate me with these words. I won''t be afraid, let alone afraid."


    "If you are not afraid, why do you say so much? You don''t mean it to me, you mean it to yourself. " Xiao Yao said with a smile, "in short, now you are comforting yourself in disguise."


    "No The white faced scholar shook his head.


    "That''s it." Xiao Yao seems to like being more real“ You want to die! " The white faced scholar looked at Xiao Yao and drank. His body was like a light wild goose, sweeping towards Xiao Yao. Xiao Yao frowned. He forced his eyes, and then slowly opened them. He looked at the white faced scholar who rushed towards him. Instead of a trace of fear, he showed a trace of smile. Even if he didn''t fight again, he had mastered the initiative. Such a smile made the white faced scholar''s heart tremble a little. He recalled in his mind what Xiao Yao had said before. Has this boy really found a flaw? He shook his head hard and drove the idea out of his head. He felt that Xiao Yao must be deceiving himself. Even he didn''t find a way to solve it now. Otherwise, he would not have the determination to win. Is Xiao Yao an immortal? I don''t know why he has such confidence? Therefore, the white faced scholar thinks that Xiao Yao is farting when he talks. However, when he rushed to Xiao Yao, suddenly, a sense of crisis stimulated his brain. In front of and behind him, leaves soared up and aimed at him“ Whoosh, whoosh A leaf, turned into an arrow feather, flying towards his body“ Plucking leaves and flying flowers The white faced scholar''s heart is almost broken, which is clearly his move. Why can Xiao Yao run freely now? He quickly turned his body to avoid the leaves, and then used the energy in his body to shake all the leaves away. This is already an opportunity for Xiao Yao, but also a great opportunity. A palm clap, palm wind bursts, still like thunder! When the white faced scholar turned his face, his palm had already split towards his face. His pupil was staring at Xiao Yao''s palm. Suddenly, the pupil''s speed was fast. The fear in his eyes was enough to make the outsider scared. It''s like the white faced scholar saw the most terrible thing in the world“ Surprised... "The white faced scholar only said this word, in such a time, he can only say this word. That palm, already patted in his face, also patted him thoroughly to fly out. At a glance, he was as cool as water. He raised his wrist and clapped a palm. It seemed calm, but in fact it was full of murders. The palm seemed to come from the sky. After killing, he went into the ground without leaving any trace. The white faced scholar''s words haven''t been spoken yet. He only said one of the three words. The remaining two words, he never had a chance to say, his body slowly fell on the ground, splashed a piece of dust, it is also Xiaohe defeat Xiaohe. At the beginning, with the help of his picking leaves and flying flowers, the white faced scholar became famous in the inner world. No one knows the whole inner world. But today, his ghost step was disturbed by the flying flowers and leaves, and then Xiao Yao seized the opportunity and beat him to death with a thunderclap. He was really wronged. If it wasn''t because his rhythm was interrupted by picking leaves and flying flowers, even if Xiao Yao learned the thunder clap, he might not be able to shoot him. Therefore, this time, the white faced scholar also died in his own hands. After he developed the martial arts of ghost step boxing, he was very happy because he felt that this kind of boxing was perfect. The perfect combination of footwork and boxing was impeccable. But now, he found that he was wrong. The most direct way was to pick leaves and fly flowers. If the white faced scholar can still breathe, he may not know whether he should cry or laugh. It seems that no matter what kind of expression you show, it''s very inappropriate. Xiao Yao looked at the unwilling white faced scholar, and also sighed slightly. It''s all about calcium carbide sparks. Xiao Yao had that idea before, but he was not sure whether he was right or not. However, the final result did not disappoint Xiao Yao. Although he was forced to pick leaves and fly flowers, in the end, Xiao Yao succeeded. He successfully disrupted the rhythm of each other''s ghost step boxing, Then he seized the chance and clapped the white faced scholar to death“ I told you before that if you still can''t kill me, it seems that you may be the one Xiao Yao knows that the white faced scholar can''t hear what he is saying now, but he still thinks that he should give some advice to the white faced scholar, "you just don''t believe me. If you are willing to believe me, slow down and keep a high degree of vigilance, you may not die." A cold wind blowing, the air, filled with a strong smell of blood, stimulating every cell of Xiao Yao.