Ye Xuan came to the Zangwu Pavilion and explained his intention to the bald elder Ye Zhenglong, who was dozing off early in the morning, with a smile. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You kid didn't listen to the old man's warning, and insisted on cultivating the dangerous evil skill "Divine Movement", and a good seedling was cut off like this! Hey, little one, you're dying, and you won't survive the day of the challenge! ”

Ye Zhenglong suddenly sobered up, looked at Ye Xuan with hatred, and shook his head gloomily.

Ye Zhenglong reminded Ye Xuan many times that he could not practice this forbidden technique, although it was long-winded, but it was completely out of kindness.

Ye Xuan's heart was warm, although Ye Tianzheng was short-tempered, he was an upright elder.

He secretly paid attention to the opportunity to repay the elder in the future.

Ye Xuan smiled and expressed his gratitude to Ye Zhenglong for relieving himself just now, and then humbly asked him why Ye Lengchan was not afraid of soul attacks?

"You kid insists on cultivating evil skills, and his life will not last long, so you can live until the day of the challenge and learn it yourself! Okay, don't talk nonsense, if you want to choose martial arts, hurry up! ”

Ye Zhenglong said impatiently.

The challenge of the family competition is approaching, Ye Zhenglong, as the elder of the family, naturally can't reveal too much about the details of the elite children, he revealed a trace of Ye Lengchan's information, which is already the greatest concern for Ye Xuan.

Through the cumulative rewards, Ye Xuan met the conditions for entering the second, third and fourth floors of the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion at the same time, according to the rules, the children of the different clans can only stay in the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion for half an hour, and the children of the general clan can stay for one hour. Most // fast // more // new // on // in the black // rock // pavilion

Although Ye Xuan is still a child of the clan, the family made an exception to allow him to enjoy the treatment of the child of the general clan.

Therefore, every time Ye Xuan enters the first floor, he can stay in it for an hour, but he can't bring out the martial arts classics inside, and he can learn a few martial arts, all by his own ability.

According to the behavior of normal people, they will definitely enter the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion three times, because one hour is too short, and it is already very good to be able to learn a martial art in one layer.

However, Ye Xuan asked to enter the second, third, and fourth floors of the Tibetan Martial Pavilion continuously.

"Boy, what nerves do you have? Entering the three-story Tibetan Martial Pavilion in a row, how much can you remember? ”

Ye Zhenglong snorted, his old eyes glared at the boss, and he looked at Ye Xuan with a kind of neuropathic eye.

Ye Xuan still smiled and insisted on entering the three-story Tibetan Martial Pavilion in a row.

Ye Tianzheng shook his head helplessly, thinking that Ye Xuan might have a side effect attack on cultivating the "Divine Movement Chapter", and his brain began to be confused, so he went through the formalities for him with pity.

Ye Xuan was given three hours of time to enter the second, third, and fourth floors to flip through the martial arts classics.

Ye Xuan smiled and entered the Hidden Martial Pavilion......

"It's time!"

Ye Tianzheng's old voice floated in the Hidden Martial Pavilion.

More than 100 martial arts classics on the second to fourth floors of the Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion were brought to a pot by Ye Xuan, if the family knew about it, it was estimated that they would not be able to relieve their hatred after picking Ye Xuan's skin!

"It's so enjoyable!"

Ye Xuan really wanted to look up to the sky and laugh, pulled down the blindfold, and swayed out of the Hidden Martial Pavilion.

"What martial arts have you cultivated?"

Ye Tianzheng looked at Ye Xuan with an incorrigible gaze and asked routinely.

"Junior and high-level martial arts Xuan Ming Palm!"

Ye Xuan casually reported his name, afraid that he would nag again, so he rolled his eyes, and a puff of smoke disappeared from Ye Tianzheng's eyes.

"Ignorant child! After entering the three-story Tibetan Martial Arts Pavilion one after another, he learned such a junior martial art, and wasted such a good opportunity! Anyway, I won't be able to survive the day of the finals, so it's the same if the waves are not wasted......"

In Ye Tianzheng's nagging, Ye Xuan came out of the Hidden Martial Pavilion.

Yejia back mountain, the top of the hill.

Ye Xuan sat cross-legged on a stone platform and pulled the blindfold to his forehead, revealing his blue and deep right eye.

Concentrate and calm down, urge the right eye, and the martial arts classics in his mind are presented in front of him one by one.

"Qingxuan Sword", "Tyrannosaurus Fist", "Xuanbing Palm", "Meteor Flying Knife" ......

With the blessing of a trace of spiritual power, Ye Xuan classified, combined, and integrated a number of martial arts techniques......

After three days and three nights of hard work, Ye Xuan finally merged more than 100 elementary and intermediate martial arts into two martial arts - "Meteor Flying Knife" and "Xuan Bing Palm"!

The original martial arts levels of "Meteor Flying Knife" and "Xuan Bing Palm" were intermediate and high-level, and after integrating the strengths of more than 100 martial arts, they complemented each other with strength and softness, complementing each other's advantages and inferiors, reaching the realm of pure fire, and the grade was comparable to that of high-level and low-level martial arts!

……

Ye Xuan sat cross-legged, looked up to the sky and sighed softly, grabbed his hands twice in the air beside him, and then slowly spread out his palms, and there were already eight stones circling and flying in each palm.

Each stone symbolizes a flying knife, and as Ye Xuan's palm continues to dance and change, a "flying knife" flutters around Ye Xuan's body like a bird.

Suddenly, Ye Xuan's hands were raised, and sixteen "flying knives" formed a huge "flying knife", and a terrible sound of breaking the air broke out, flying towards a goshawk flying in the air!

"Goo!"

The giant "flying knife" slashed at the goshawk, and the latter screamed, the blood flashed, and the flesh and feathers fell like rain down the cliff!

If it's a real throwing knife, the power is doubled!

"That's amazing!"

Ye Xuan slowly stood up and nodded with satisfaction.

"Xuan Bing Palm!"

Ye Xuan took a deep breath, the true qi in his body was instantly compressed to the extreme, his palms were cold, as crystal clear and transparent as ice sculptures, his palms danced and danced, and the temperature within two zhang of his body suddenly dropped to freezing!

He let out a loud shout and shot his palms at a rock beside him like a sea of mountains!

Crunch crunch!

The rock is strangely covered with a thick layer of ice, and if you slap it on a person, it is estimated that it can become an ice sculpture!

The two stunts of "Meteor Flying Knife" and "Xuan Ice Palm" have long been practiced in Ye Xuan's mind, and when applied to reality, they are still extremely proficient.

After three days and three nights of frantic cultivation without sleep or food, Rao was blessed by mysterious water, and Ye Xuan was so tired that his whole body almost fell apart.

Fortunately, with a huge harvest, Ye Xuan was satisfied, lying on the ground with the word "big" in the sky, looking at the starry sky, showing a tired smile.

After resting for a while, Ye Xuan was so hungry that he got up and caught a hare from the mountain, washed it, and made a fire for barbecue.

Soon the hare roasted with burnt butter, Ye Xuan was eating and planning how to quietly go out to make sixteen flying knives.

Suddenly, a familiar fragrance wafted into his nose.

"Sister Ziyan!"

Ye Xuan suddenly stood up and looked around, how could there be Su Ziyan in the dark?

Sniffing vigorously and discerning the direction, this faint fragrance seemed to float from Su Ziyan's other courtyard on the fragrant mountain over there.

Ye Xuan urged his right eyes with all his might, and used his spiritual detection to probe towards Su Ziyan's other courtyard on Xiangshan.

The light of the window of the courtyard flickered, and the gauze curtain shook slightly, revealing a trace of the scene inside, and a purple-clothed figure seemed to float in the air.

Xiangshan is too far away from the top of the cliff, Rao is Ye Xuan pulled the blindfold to his forehead, and urged his right eyes without hindrance, and he could only see this.

"What is Sister Ziyan doing? It doesn't look like you're cultivating, so is there any danger you encounter? ”

Ye Xuan frowned slightly, thinking of the bad side.

He couldn't rest assured, and the afterimage flashed, disappearing into the night like a meteor, and rushed towards Xiangshan......