Unexpectedly, Tolstoy deliberately kept a distance of ten meters from him, which was the limit of the extension of his martial soul palm.
In addition, Tolstoy seemed to know his own details very well, but I only knew about him that he had two equally enigmatic brothers. Don't know anything about the rest.
Because of Gui Longbi, he had an almost fanatical curiosity about Tolstoy's life. Even if there is murderous intention at this moment, I still want to find out the details of the other party.
Therefore, he did not rush to take action immediately, but asked tentatively, "Why don't you speak? Are you afraid of me? Then I will make two conditions for you. The first one is to become a disciple of me immediately. From then on, you will concentrate on practicing martial arts and become my right-hand man. One day, if you succeed in your studies, I will take you to see the magic commander. Let him teach you personally.
The second condition is to commit suicide immediately with a knife. Hey, the knife on your back looks a bit magical. Can you show it to me? "
Tolstoy raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "An Shiyuan, no wonder you became the Demon Commander's lackey. You are indeed loyal enough. But I have already seen that you have no idea of replacing the Demon Commander and becoming independent." No. You are good for nothing except being a dog."
An Shiyuan usually hated people calling him a lackey. Now when he heard the word "running dog" coming from a young martial artist, he sneered, "Young man, you'd better pray. You'll have to wait and see." When he dies, his teeth will still be as strong as they are now.”
He was a martial arts master of his generation. He spoke before fighting, originally wanting to break the opponent's will to fight. Make the other person fear him from the bottom of his heart. Then he would pull out the cocoon and use every move to drive the other party crazy.
According to An Shiyuan's observation, the young man in front of him was very delicate, with sharp eyes, and he looked like a good martial artist.
For such a character, An Shiyuan would rather destroy him if he couldn't get him. It is also not cheap for other martial arts masters who want to recruit disciples.
Unexpectedly, Tolstoy is not inferior to me in terms of eloquence or momentum.
An Shiyuan had real murderous intentions at this moment, and his eyes kept revealing an evil aura. The demonic energy is further strengthening.
Tolstoy seemed to have seen some clues and said with a smile, "An old man, compared with me, you are already a lot older. As the ancients said, you stand up at thirty, and you know your destiny at forty. At fifty, you will know your destiny. I can't get it in. You must be over fifty now! But I see why you are still so naive. You actually want to have sex with me.
Let me tell you! I came with a helping hand. Otherwise, I wouldn’t dare challenge you alone.
Mr. An, if you still have a little bit of the White Wolf King's demeanor, you should retreat and go back to your hometown immediately. Take out the Dragon Ball Divine Pill and offer it at my feet. Then he kowtowed dozens of times respectfully and called a few times, "Uncle, old man An Shiyuan's conscience was eaten by dogs, and now he sincerely regrets it. Please spare your life, little uncle. Maybe this way I will let you off the hook."
Otherwise, you will only come from afar and face me with your exhausted skills. At that time, if you make any mistake. You finally got a job as a lackey from the Demon Commander and Hong Guang. If it is destroyed in one day, then a lifetime of fame will be gone. Wouldn’t this be very worthwhile? "
Tolstoy's words seemed arrogant and bold, and were intended to undermine the other party's confidence. In fact, it is very powerful.
An Shiyuan was suddenly shocked. For the first time, he felt that the other person's age did not seem to match his maturity. The young man in front of him was too old and heavy. He was so deep that he was wallowing in the rivers and lakes with someone. Veterans with decades of experience are no different.
What puzzled him the most was the strength of the opponent's martial spirit and the expression of being in the best state of his body, which seemed not to be damaged at all by the confrontation. Even he himself may not be able to do this.
You must know that the confrontation between eyes is sometimes more fierce than the direct confrontation with swords and guns.
A great master martial arts cultivator is capable of killing people with his eyes, causing chaos in the soul of a person's body, and eventually becoming obsessed or dying from bursting of blood vessels.
But he is obviously a peerless master of the first level of Zhongtian, so why can't he force him to compete with his murderous aura in front of this young man
What frightened An Shiyuan even more was the two "helping hands" Tolstoy said.
When he was at the pawn shop, he had already seen the power of Yi Jing, Ba Fengnan and others. The martial arts and combat skills of the three of them are probably not much different from mine. Just being a Tolstoy is enough to give him a headache. If two masters of the same level were added, this flying bridge would most likely be his end.
"You said you brought help, but where are your two good brothers! Lord Tolstoy."
"What." At the moment when Tolstoy was distracted, the opponent suddenly took action, rushing upwards wildly, his right palm turned into an eagle's claw, and his fingertips stabbed wildly.
Tolstoy did not dare to hesitate at all, and immediately flew forward in a straight line, his body like a parabola. Drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air, the Soul-Breaking Blade went from the back to the hand in just a split second, slashing out a "Returning Blade."
"Qiang!" Chi!
Missing the best opportunity for a duel, he slashed the opponent unexpectedly to make up for the mistake just now. Tolstoy suddenly seemed to have taken the initiative again.
An Shiyuan thought he would retreat in order to advance, but he didn't know that the other party actually dared to confront him head-on at such a young age. This courage alone was enough to impress him.
The saddest thing is that An Shiyuan cannot deal with Thor with all his strength at the moment, because his other two brothers are likely to rush out from unexpected directions at any time. The three of them surrounded and killed him.
So he could either use the power of thunder to kill Tolstoy in an instant. Otherwise, if this battle continues for a long time, he cannot afford it.
Another reason is that An Shiyuan is already old, over fifty, for ordinary martial arts practitioners. It's the time when the sun is at its peak.
But when An Shiyuan was young, he indulged in too much alcohol and sex, and his body almost collapsed. Later, he was appreciated by Mo Shuai and Hong Guang. Teach him a set of powerful skills. He never wanted to practice martial arts for several years. His previous magic powers were restored. As the power of martial arts grows, his confidence also skyrockets.
In the exchange of blows just now, Tolstoy saw that the cut of his eagle claws was accurate and came with great force. Therefore, I dare not use the same eagle claws to confront it.
His head turned quickly, and he immediately drew out the Soul-Breaking Blade. I thought that no matter how powerful the opponent's eagle claws were. After all, fingers are used as tools of attack. The soul-breaking blade is not only very sharp, but also as hard as iron. The enemy points his finger at the Soul-Breaking Blade, making it difficult not to retreat.
For these reasons, Tolstoy was not satisfied and slashed several times with his knives, all at the point where the opponent's finger strength was exerted.
The sound of energy clashing kept roaring, and in the blink of an eye, the two sides had already exchanged more than a dozen blows.
"Wow." Tolstoy snorted depressingly, and flew back to the other end of the bridge with a bloody soul-breaking blade.
The opponent also stopped attacking at this moment, and a piece of his sleeve was cut off. But the blood is not his own. It was his own invading power that forced the young monk on the opposite side to protect him with a knife. All subsequent attacks were sealed, so An Shiyuan could not take advantage of the victory to pursue him.
However, even if Tolstoy did not seal his offensive with the soul-breaking blade, he would not be able to pursue him.
The reason is that the power of the opponent's martial soul is the most magical energy in the world. He can actually offset the power of his own martial soul for the camp step by step.
When An Shiyuan discovered the power of his martial soul. When Cui successfully penetrated the opponent's body, it was like a matchstick thrown into a stove. Burned up.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly. He suddenly closed his palm and let Tolstoy fly away.
An Shiyuan stood upright on the boulder side of the bridge, with a huge livid face, looking at the young master in front of him with murderous intent.
"Boy, you are indeed one of the three heroes in Luo City. It seems that you have indeed learned a lot of good things from Mr. Honghuang."
"Hmph, you are a little lackey of the Demon Sect, do you deserve to be my master? An Shiyuan, I don't need the help of two brothers today. I can single-handedly defeat you."
"Haha, just now we each shot with all our strength, but I only used 80% of our strength. You have been slightly injured. If it weren't for the martial arts combat skills you used, which contained Liuyun Sect's techniques, I would have already been injured. I've done this to you. Now, for the sake of my old friend, I, An Shiyuan, will give you some face so that you won't be disgraced. Get out of here immediately, or else I will use my ultimate killing skill. "
This is an intimidating tactic that An Shiyuan has always used, deliberately slapping someone in the face to make him look fat, but he doesn't know that he can't stand up to Tolstoy's wise eye.
"Haha, An Shiyuan, you are the one who is trying to be brave. You ran all the way to see your master. Who would have thought that you actually saw me as an uninvited guest. You have already become a tired soldier. And I am not only waiting for work. I want to be younger than you. . Your physical strength and martial soul power can recover faster than you, and you actually dare to show off in front of me, Tolstoy. Look at the knife."
Even if his masters Mo Shuai and Hong Guang heard this, they would still respect Tolstoy's courage.
He was a young martial artist after all, but at this moment, An Shiyuan felt like he had never seen or dealt with such a powerful young man.
In his heart, he was very surprised at this moment, having had a first-hand confrontation. Although An Shiyuan took advantage of it, he injured the opponent's claw and vomited blood. However, he failed to reap other benefits. Instead, it was sealed by the soul-breaking blade, and subsequent skills could not be unleashed.
Now, Tolstoy asked, the more you fight, the braver you become, just like the lions and tigers waiting for war. All the fighting spirit in his body was immediately inspired. The momentum is also as strong as ever and has grown greatly.