(It's late, sorry, but it's still in the afternoon.) ）

In the middle of the martial world, in the depths of a certain immortal mountain, there is a sect far away from the world, and the people of the middle continent are not knowledgeable unless they are knowledgeable, and they are not allowed to enter if they are not peerless, and they are called "Zhenyuan".

The one who seeks Zhen Yuanzong is the only word "Tao".

However, there are three thousand avenues, and different paths lead to the same end, so the endless years have passed, and the people of Zhenyuanmen have gradually diverged on the road of pursuing the way of heaven, and they have branched out.

There are Tao, Buddha, martial arts, Confucianism, and even ghosts and demons, and so on.

Ke Zhenhai was fortunate to worship one of the martial arts sects and learned his mastery of the town, that is, the power of covering the sea with the river.

He is gifted, born with copper skin and iron bones, and thousands of divine powers, so he enters the realm very quickly in this exercise, and after Xiaocheng, only three years, he has achieved the body of the snake that turns over the river.

That's a blazing fast speed.

However, his apprentice Su Jing, who was born on Earth, a place where heaven and earth were lacking in vitality, was even faster than him.

From Xiaocheng to the achievement of the snake body, it only took a month.

This is simply a speed that ordinary people can't reach, even in the land of the martial world.

But Su Jing just did it.

From the capital of a mere person, to this point, I have to say that Su Jing's luck is really good.

However, this illusory luck happened to Su Jing, but it was not unbelievable at all, and it was very reasonable.

If there are no all kinds of tempering, and continuous hard training all day long, how can we turn over the river and the sea and achieve small success?

If it weren't for the good martial arts idiot, and quite understanding, after watching the battle of the Western Poison and Northern Beggars, how could he put down the shackles, raise the Miao Knife, and challenge the martial arts master Ouyang Feng?

At the same time, if he wasn't a drinker and greedy for a cup, how could he have the audacity to ask Hong Qigong for the gourd wine he had treasured for a long time?

Therefore, one by one small probability events were superimposed, and only then did Su Jing's river-turning snake body, little by little, incredible, under Ouyang Feng's palm, tend to be complete.

The result was lucky, but the process was a bit more painful.

In the eyes of Murong and the others, Su Jing was completely beaten, and he was born into a sandbag that could not be broken.

And it is, and it is.

Murong frowned, and wanted to rush out to save people several times, but was stopped by Hong Qigong.

"Little girl, don't make a mess, save that kid from falling short and spoiling my old man's gourd wine. ”

Every time, Hong Qigong spoke like this.

Although he didn't know what kind of exercises Su Jing had practiced, he could see some clues.

It's like striking iron to make steel.

The huge medicinal power of half a catty of gourd wine is the raging fire, and Ouyang Feng's powerful external force is the thousands of hammers.

Only by refining can it become steel.

"This is really clever, domineering, and dangerous. ”

Hong Qigong's heart sighed softly.

The situation in the field, Su Jing is vaguely understood, the party involved in the West Poison also understands, Hong Qigong can see it clearly, but the others are really a little confused.

The three girls in the carriage all thought that Su Jing would die sooner or later!

Bao Feng was sorry, Xiao Wan'er was a little confused, and as for Murong, she was even more anxious and worried.

Bai Teman, who had been paying attention to her and was already a little self-pitying, saw this scene again, and was even more sad and couldn't help but say: "This person is called a madman, he is really crazy and has lost his mind, and he dares to challenge my uncle, he is really killing himself." ”

Murong raised his eyebrows, slightly angry in his heart, and before he could speak, Hong Qigong took the lead in sneering: "Hmph, I thought that you would live a new life, and you would have to be smarter anyway, but I didn't expect that you would still be so stupid." ”

The young owner of the White Camel Mountain blushed all of a sudden, and said unconvinced: "Uncle Hong Shi thinks what I said is wrong?"

"It's not just wrong, it's just a big mistake!" Hong Qigong pointed to the two people in the field and laughed, "Your uncle's martial arts are world-famous, but have you ever seen someone who was hit by his full force and did not die? But look at that kid, how many times did he take a hard beat, ten palms, or twenty palms?"

Whiteman was speechless.

Hong Qigong became more and more energetic the more he spoke, it seemed that when he saw Ouyang Feng embarrassed, he was extremely happy, and said with a smile: "It seems that the old poison is destined to have everything bad today, first, he met my old beggar, and secondly, he met this strange boy." ”

"Humph!"

As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, and he repelled Su Jing, who couldn't be beaten no matter how he beat him, with a palm, and his face was blue.

His gaze slowly swept over the people in the carriage, and finally fixed on the triumphant Hong Qigong, and he secretly hated in his heart: "If it weren't for that kid who drank your medicinal wine and replenished the essence vitality in his body, do you think that kid would be able to block my palm?"

However, he is a generation of grandmasters in the end, and he has his own arrogance, even if he suffers a dumb loss, he doesn't bother to say half a point.

For him, if he encounters any injustice, he will fight back, that is.

He looked away and looked at Su Jing again, a calm and gloomy smile on his face.

At the beginning, he watched his lover marry his eldest brother, and he had such a smile on his face.

The danger is extreme.

However, Su Jing, who was at a critical juncture, was in a trance, his spiritual sense declined, he only felt the surging heat in his body, which was unbearable, and he wanted to find an external force to vent out.

So, he rushed up again, looking for a fight.

Ouyang Fengfu sneered again.

"Old beggar, let's see if the old man can kill this kid with one palm!"

He jumped backwards and fell to the ground with his mouth bulging like a toad.

"Not good!" Hong Qigong's eyes shrank, and he screamed in his heart.

He wanted to come forward to save people, but he helplessly found that it was too late.

Ouyang Feng had already jumped up at this time, and his two palms came out together, slapping at Su Jing.

Toad Gong, Toad Earthquake Nine Days!

Touch!

In the next second, Ouyang Feng's palms undoubtedly slapped Su Jing's chest, and the infinite power was not wasted at all, and all of it hit Su Jing's body.

Burst!

In mid-air, Su Jing squirted a mouthful of blood, and then landed, his body struggled for a while, and then stopped moving.

His eyes were closed, his face was like gold paper, and he was silent......

He's dead?

This change was so sudden that it almost surprised everyone.

Just like Saint Seiya, and now he's been killed?

Time seemed to stand still.

Hong Qigong stared at Su Jing on the ground, his mouth full of bitterness.

Ouyang Feng stood on the armrest, his face full of pride.

It's as long as a century passes by in a second.

Xiao Wan'er in the corner suddenly stood up.

"Su Jing!"

Murong let out a scream, and rushed forward with a resolute face raising his sword.

It was I who offended Ouyang Feng, but I didn't expect that it was you who died under his hands......

Are you unintentional or intentional?(To be continued.) )