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Huangcheng Mountain is the most famous scenic mountain in the suburbs of Shanghai. It is always crowded with tourists.

However, ordinary tourists only reach the mountainside, because the steep terrain is impossible to open roads, forming an unattainable existence.

On the top of Huangcheng Mountain, there is a cliff that is as high as a hundred meters. No one has ever climbed it. At this moment, a slender figure stands tall on this hundred-meter stone platform.

When Cao Zhehua arrived, Bai had already arrived.

"There are fewer and fewer masters in the world who can fight to the fullest. I didn't expect that I could meet you today." Bai spoke slowly, as if he had put aside all his thoughts and thoughts. Even at this moment, even Feng Xi's beautiful figure became blurred, and the battle became all his thoughts.

Cao Zhehua also had a strong fighting spirit. He smiled heroically and put aside his grudges. This battle was indeed shocking.

"I'm looking forward to it, too, just hope you don't let me down."

White had no disputes, and there was no need to do so at this moment. Looking at Cao Zhehua, he said with some envy: "Daiming once told me that in this world, he only has one friend. If I was not wrong, the only friend is you, Mr. Cao."

If you can be regarded as a friend by fate, no matter what the person is, even if Cao Zhehua is a beggar at this moment, Bai will respect him because he is fate's friend. For their killers, fate is a rainbow that never disappears, and a miracle passed down from generation to generation. Even if it is fate, he will not be able to reach that level. Maybe it won't take long to come a new white. But fate will always have only one, which is irreplaceable.

Cao Zhehua did not hide it, nodded slightly, and said, "Destiny is indeed a hard-to-see opponent, and he is also my friend."

Bai understands the word "friend". For a killer, it is a life-long friendship. If he doesn't have friends, he will have no friends.

Feng Xi is not his friend, it is just a dream of him, and now the dream has woken up.

"Very good, I really want to see how great it would be to praise the earthly people?" Bai had moved. His degree was not inferior to Cao Zhehua's shadow posture, or this is why he chose to act during the day with pride.

White is indeed not as simple as it looks on the surface.

Cao Zhehua's strength has long been spreading all over his body, and a warm feeling is flowing slowly around him. Since the battle in Hong Kong, his strength has increased a lot. At this moment, the battle is the best opportunity to integrate.

Every time his power surges, he is full of killing aura.

This emotion made him feel even more eager to fight.

"Come on------" The strong wind with his arms dancing, carrying a powerful aura, made him look like a god above the earth and unshakable.

But the white was approaching. His hands were driving a very wonderful posture. It was definitely not anything that belonged to the category of martial arts, it was like a snake. His hands were as flexible as snakes. This was the first time Cao Zhehua saw the curved Cheng Shi.

Back then, Cao Zhehua met a very famous ninja master in the Oriental Samurai Club. His body could be twisted at will, but his hands were still not as flexible as white. It was no longer a hand, but a snake with poisonous smoke.

That ninja was eventually beaten to his limbs by Cao Zhehua because his level was actually slower than Cao Zhehua.

The unpredictable hand attacks the storefront, but the reality under the phantom is taken straight down from the armpit. This technique is not only fast and cruel, but also has the mystery of confusing vision, which makes people feel inconvenient.

Even if Cao Zhehua has the most skill, this kind of avoidance is still very difficult, because the flexibility of white has almost reached the limit of the human body, which is also a kind of escaping.

The highest level of martial arts is originally the same, and the same end is achieved through different paths.

After three moves, Cao Zhehua has taken eight steps back, which shows how difficult this white is.

"My spirit snake technique is not bad!" Bai was already a little proud. He was thirty-eight years old this year. He has been learning this technique since he was six years old. He has only used it three times over the years, just for this unexpected effect.

Cao Zhehua nodded and said softly: "It's indeed good, but these alone are afraid it's not enough." When he spoke, the strength of his body formed an invincible qi. White practice was accumulated over the years, but Cao Zhehua killed for many years, and there was already a gap between the two.

No matter how sensitive the body is, it cannot resist the most domineering power. This is the truth that has never changed forever.

Cao Zhehua's fist was filled with the true energy of destruction. At this moment, the killing heart began to irresistible and he needed to vent.

The spirit snake's hand attacked again and lost its effect. Wherever Cao Zhehua's fist went, the air was stirred up, forming a world that belonged only to him. He controlled the white power and protected the body's energy, and even more so, it seemed that it was in a state of invulnerability. The white power was always inferior.

At this moment, the fist turned into a knife, and the knife was flying. Cao Zhehua shouted loudly: "The heart of the knife was destroyed------" The huge power formed the energy to open the sky and split the earth, and covered the white Mount Tai like a pressing top.

In a hurry, Bai's face changed drastically, and his arms supported him, but he could no longer resist the pressure of this momentum. His legs could not bear it. One foot was already kneeling underground. The stones splashed, and the knees were already a half-foot-long pit.

The outside was not injured, but the inner lungs had been invaded by the true energy. A sweet mouthful of blood surged into his heart, but was pressed down hard by him. This man's strength was indeed beyond his expectations.

Cao Zhehua at this moment is even more frightening than when dealing with the flying sword.

Of course, Bai would not understand Cao Zhehua's characteristics. When he encountered killing, the stronger his resistance, his strength would be stimulated. So, this is why he all promoted himself in the killing of war.

He stood up slowly, his white and white face began to transform into purple, and then turned black. His hands suddenly paused down, his head raised, and a stern howl. When he lowered his head again, he was no longer white.

Cao Zhehua was also shocked and shouted: "Wild gene------"

This is a secret study of biology. Not many people know about it, but five or six countries in the world have mastered the core information, which is to use the wildness of wild beasts to extract hormone stimulation to enhance the human body, thereby enhancing human energy potential.

This research was forbidden and could not be used by the military. However, Bai has already gained the potential of genes. He looked beyond recognition and had a kind of ape's violent ape. It seemed that what he injected into his body was the wild gene of ape.

Without giving him too much thought, Bai rushed over. Cao Zhehua did not dare to neglect. He called out hard, and both punches had fallen on his chest.

The white just shook, and his chest seemed to be covered with elastic armor. It could actually defend the domain so perfectly against this gravity.

Cao Zhehua sighed softly. With such strong gene energy, Bai could not know the consequences of using genes.

The body will be controlled by the wild and slowly become a non-human. Is it really worth doing this for the sake of strength?

But the white man became tighter and tighter, and there was no trace of clarity in his eyes, just like a lost zombie. The only thing he wanted to do was to tear Cao Zhehua to pieces.

"I-----I really don't want to kill you."

Cao Zhehua had no choice but to retreat, and the powerful energy in his body suddenly turned into a faint cold light. There was a pity that was powerless on his cold face. With the cold ice, his power turned into light, forming an ubiquitous energy and knife energy.

That is the most extreme sword heart power among the sword techniques.

Cao Zhehua has never learned swords, nor even the mind method of swords. However, in addition to the Heart of Light, he has a special kung fu, which is the real kung fu, which is specially practiced for killing people.

He can transform all the eighteen weapons secrets of martial arts to the extreme, just like the legendary ultimate sword technique, the Lonely Nine Swords, which is almost invincible.

In order to deal with the knife, his fusion of the knife was almost perfect.

"Crafting the knife-----"

With this light shout, all the light gathered into sword energy, just like an illusory shadow, which shook before the white eyes and was already slashed down.

With a "puff", blood splattered, and the white resisted right hand had broken his arms, and the black face turned purple. When the sword energy dissipated, the genetic ape man turned into real white again, but the blood was still not stopped at the place of his arms.

This is not an illusion. Under the sharpness of this sword, Bai was defeated.
Chapter completed!