Liang Xiaokong's face swelled into the color of pig liver, he glanced at Ding Yu fiercely, used enough internal strength, and let out a long roar, among all the heroes, those with low martial arts could not stand it and covered their ears. Liang Xiaokong stopped and looked at the beautiful young man in the yellow robe triumphantly, meaning that my internal strength in martial arts, how could it be "ordinary" as you said?

The beautiful young man in the yellow robe laughed even harder, and said, "I finally understand why you are called "Liang Xiaokong". ”

Liang Xiaokong knew that he didn't have good words, but he couldn't help but ask, "Why...... Why?"

The beautiful young man in the yellow robe said: "You stand on the roof beam a few meters high, and you say that you are whistling in the sky, this cowhide is blowing very big, it is estimated that there is so much ......" He gestured with both hands, drew a big circle in the air, and continued: "Liang Xiaokong! Liang Xiaokong...... Hee-hee, that's a lot of fun to get a name, it's a lot like you. ”

As the saying goes: a tree lives a skin, and a person lives a breath. Liang Xiaokong was ridiculed to this step of the field, where can he still endure it, hot blood suddenly surged to his head, and he shouted: "Demon who is neither male nor female, look at my turtle paws." He strode forward, his teeth clenched, and his hands alternately slapped, palm after palm, pushing or splitting, the palm force was strong, and each blow was full force.

The beautiful young man in the yellow robe didn't look back, waved his hand to Ding Yu, who wanted to come forward to help, and said, "Uncle in black, just watch from the side, watch me deal with this dwarf turtle." His left hand was casually behind his back, and he only used his right hand to meet the enemy, with one palm to two palms, but he shot very fast, using all the small tricks of "cutting and picking", the palm wind was slightly spitting, and every blow did not leave Liang Xiaokong's hands and veins and other vital parts.

Although Liang Xiaokong is dull by nature, but the martial arts are practiced very solidly, he accidentally got the "turtle palm" because of the adventure is a famous stunt in the Bashu area, the "turtle palm" palm is strong, but the force is very ingenious, as the name suggests, even if the turtle has a thick turtle shell protection, a palm can also turn it over. Liang Xiaokong walked the rivers and lakes, and he didn't know how many heroes and heroes he had won with "turning turtle palms", otherwise with his qualifications, how could he be selected by Tang Gujing and others to be the deputy leader of the "Twelve Counties League". The beautiful young man in the yellow robe fought with him for seven or eight palms, but he didn't have the upper hand, and he couldn't help but want to use other powerful means, but this time when he went out, the master repeatedly instructed him not to use his natural abilities to fight the enemy, and to improve his fists and feet and internal strength as soon as possible, otherwise he would never want to defeat that person. He thought of "that person", took a deep breath, and seriously dismantled and fought with Liang Xiaokong one move at a time. Liang Xiaokong saw that he was able to fight back and forth with the beautiful young man in the yellow robe who repelled the Lingyun Dao people with one move, and fought a draw, and his heart was extraordinary, and his move was even more like flowing water, turning the turtle palm up and down, which was dazzling. The beautiful young man in the yellow robe carefully observed Liang Xiaokong's palm technique while seeing the moves, Liang Xiaokong seemed to do his best every time he made a palm, but when he reached the end of his palm, his five fingers curled up, and his palm turned slightly, bringing up a light breeze, and the next move naturally connected up, and he used the momentum of the palm to whirl, and the strength suddenly stretched out, and every move did not use the slightest bit of old age. The beautiful young man in the yellow robe silently used Xuangong, feeling the direction of Liang Xiaokong's internal force, and after a few moves, he finally realized that Liang Xiaokong's internal force was also running like his palm, and after following the Sanyang meridian to the three acupoints of Shangyang, Guan Chong, and Shaoze at the top of his fingers, he made a slightly invisible whirl, and then transported back to the body along the Sanyang meridian. Sure enough, when the internal force arrived at Shangyang, Guan Chong, and Shaoze, he was not in a hurry to return to luck, and made a circle in the same place, the fingers of the beautiful young man in the yellow robe involuntarily shrank slightly, and his palm trembled at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and he succeeded once, and couldn't help but open his mouth and shout: "It's fun, it's fun, it's fun!"

Liang Xiaokong was startled, jumped out of the distance, and said angrily: "Demon, you can't beat it, do you want to cheat?"

The beautiful young man in the yellow robe said proudly: "Dwarf turtle, let me ask you, if I hit your turtle shell with a palm, what will happen?"

Liang Xiaokong said: "Bragging, I didn't touch me for a long time, and I still want to hit my turtle...... Phew, good boy, it's a dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory, stop talking nonsense, let's do it. ”

The beautiful young man in the yellow robe hooked his little finger at him and said, "Come on, come on." ”

Liang Xiaokong shouted, jumped over and struck out with a palm, but the beautiful young man in the yellow robe was motionless this time, as if he didn't expect Liang Xiaokong to slap out so quickly, and he didn't have time to deal with it. Liang Xiaokong couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that the beautiful young man in the yellow robe didn't dodge or dodge, and said in his heart, you still want to hit me, let's taste the taste of being hit by a turtle's palm first. Liang Xiaokong's fingertips had faintly touched the hem of the yellow-robed beautiful boy's clothes, and when he saw that he was about to hit, with a "whoosh", the yellow-robed beautiful boy suddenly disappeared. Liang Xiaokong heard a crisp voice behind him and said, "Hehe, hit your turtle shell!" Liang Xiaokong shouted in his heart: "Not good!" Where did he still have time to dodge, with a "bang" sound, his back was hit, and the whole person flew out, his body turned weirdly in the air, his hands and feet were facing the sky, he fell to the ground, his limbs fluttered, and he looked like a turtle that had been turned over. At this time, Ding Yu's voice came: "Liang Xiaokong, Hugh injured Engong!"

Ding Yu saw that Liang Xiaokong was about to hit the beautiful young man in the yellow robe with his palm, so he hurriedly shouted loudly, who knew that the situation on the field changed suddenly, and it was Liang Xiaokong who flew out, but the words had already been spoken, and there was no time to take it back. And what is strange is that after the beautiful young man in the yellow robe succeeded, he neither laughed proudly nor made sarcastic remarks, but looked at his right hand, frowned, and kept muttering something in his mouth.

Liang Xiaokong was quickly helped up, and when he looked at it, it was He Sishui, the leader of the "Twelve Counties Alliance", and he said ashamedly: "Brother He, I'm ...... I ......"

He sighed and said, "Brother Liang, rest for a while, I'll meet him." He patted Liang Xiaokong's shoulder, his face was firm, and he walked towards the beautiful young man in the yellow robe. He knew that his martial arts were still slightly inferior to those of Lingyun Dao, so how could he be the opponent of the beautiful young man in the yellow robe? He stepped forward to challenge, and it was destined to be a humiliating ending, but now on the field, Shan Jingmeng only had half a life left, and he was not dead or alive, wilting aside; Liang Xiaokong was toyed with between applause and was defeated; Lingyun Daoren was frightened by a move and disappeared; Shen Yiao was not as good as himself in kung fu and hid behind Tang Gujing; only Tang Gujing had the strength to fight, but looking at him, it seemed that he was also afraid, he was " The leader of the "Twelve Counties Alliance", today is the day of the alliance, there are hundreds of heroes watching, how can he shrink aside? Stiffly, He Sishui walked in front of the beautiful young man in the yellow robe and said, "This young man, in Xia He Sishui, come to learn your high tricks." ”

The beautiful young man in the yellow robe was still thinking, he didn't raise his eyelids, and replied casually: "Oh, what kind of kung fu do you know?

He sighed and said: "I have learned a lot, but none of them are fine, Brother Liang's 'turning turtle palm' is his life's stunt, I don't know such a powerful kung fu." ”

The beautiful young man in the yellow robe suddenly said loudly: "That's right, the internal force rotation urges the palm to rotate, the palm wind forms a whirlpool, the internal absorption and external rotation, of course the body is turned over, well, it should be like this." As he spoke, he casually struck a palm in front of him, his internal force was far above Liang Xiaokong, and the rotation of his palm was extremely slight, like a small tremor, but the palm power was extremely strong, and it actually made a "hiss" sound.

He Sishui didn't expect the beautiful young man in the yellow robe to make a sudden move, and he was so fast that he didn't have time to dodge at all, he shouted, and his decades of skill were concentrated in his arms, his fists intertwined, blocking in front of him. With a palm of both fists, the internal forces collided, and with a loud bang, the sand and rocks suddenly flew away, and in the smoke, a figure flew out in a circle. He Sishui couldn't control his body shape even in the air with several body methods, but fortunately, he landed on his shoulders and rolled on the ground, only to hear the sound of "ahhhh He Sishui felt that his muscles and bones were about to break, and he didn't think of getting up for a while, but after a while, a figure approached and helped him up, it was Liang Xiaokong, who had just been defeated.

The beautiful young man in the yellow robe came to his senses at this time, and said apologetically: "What is that water called, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, don't be angry, or ...... Why don't you try it all over again?"

He Sishui is a hero again, where do you dare to go over, he was about to explain a few words of the scene, when he suddenly felt his qi and blood surge, his throat was uncomfortable, and he coughed loudly.

Tang Gujing peeked around, only to see that all the heroes had a frightened face, and no one dared to step forward, and Shen Yiao, who was behind him, saw his eyes sweeping and hurriedly looked away. Tang Gujing sneered in his heart, and said: This young man came from nowhere, raising giant beasts, martial arts are extremely high, and his means are all over the sky, and his master must be very famous, but unfortunately he is clumsy, but he has never been able to see the history, the land of Bashu has never heard of such a powerful person, it is unwise to be an enemy of him, maybe he will provoke a strong enemy for the Tang Sect, but today's matter, how can it end well? He pondered for a long time, made up his mind, and walked out slowly.

The beautiful young man in the yellow robe quietly watched Tang Gujing approach, and asked lightly, "Then the third bad guy, is it you?"

Tang Gujing bowed to the ground, then slowly straightened up, and said respectfully: "What Shaoxia said is right, this is a big misunderstanding, and I hope Shaoxia will listen to me in detail." ”

The beautiful young man in the yellow robe suddenly said thoughtlessly: "Is Xiao Ash okay?"

Tang Gujing said: "The strength of that grizzly bear is too great, I and the other three were almost killed by its bear paws, I had no choice but to use the drug to charm him, Shaoxia rest assured, this medicine is non-toxic, just a pot of spirits, you can solve it." I have a pot of good 'Jintan Erchun' here, and I ask Shaoxia to accept it. As he spoke, he took out a small delicate pot from his bosom.