Zhao Wou-Ki said: "The younger generation once had a battle with the snow fox Xiao Yi, but it was just ...... Under the fiasco!" Zao Wou-Ki looked stunned. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Ling is getting more and more excited, Snow Fox Xiao Yi! That's a person who became famous earlier than himself. He can fight with Xiao Yi but still stand here without missing arms and legs, it seems that this son is not simple!

If Zao Wou-Ki knew that he thought so highly of himself, he would definitely blush with shame. After the battle with Xiao Yi, he was able to get out of the whole body, and it was all because of the little fox!

Yang Ling said with a little approval: "It is not easy to fight with the snow fox, how many people in the rivers and lakes can beat the snow fox? Young man, you make me look forward to it! Come on! I haven't talked to the people in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and I can't miss this opportunity today." ”

Zhao Wou-Ki nodded, and arched his hand, "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, and ask your seniors to teach you!" Yang Ling waved his hand, "Don't dare to give advice, meet friends with martial arts! Don't keep your hand, please!"

Zhao Wuji said seriously: "How dare the younger generation dare to hold on to the big one, you must go all out, please!" Yang Zhi originally wanted to dissuade her, but seeing her father's high spirits, she couldn't bear to stop.

Forget it! Just let him make two moves! Anyway, with himself on the side, nothing will happen. Thinking of this, Yang Zhi did not object again.

Yang Ling and Zao Wou-Ki came to the center of the hall, and the two of them opened a distance of three steps, and Zao Wou-Ki arched his hand again, "Flower Pie, Zao Wou-Ki! ”

Yang Ling was taken aback, "Your master is Dongfang Ao?" "Exactly!" "Good, good!!!" Yang Ling said three good words in a row, and then closed his eyes and evened out his breath, when his eyes opened again, the spirit of the whole person changed, and he said with full of energy: "Xingyimen, Yang Ling! please!"

Yang Ling is older, Zhao Wouji is a junior, seeing that Yang Ling has already put on the defensive, so Zhao Wouji moved first, his body shook, the distance of three steps was fleeting, and a palm blasted towards Yang Ling.

Zhao Wou-Ki had been brutally abused by the snow fox Xiao Yi before, and now he was fighting with Yang Ling, who was also a master of the twelve, so he naturally did not dare to underestimate it at all, and as soon as he made a move, he showed his housekeeping skills - the proud world palm.

This palm Zhao Wou-Ki used seven successful powers, when he fought with Xiao Yi, Zao Wou-Ki had not yet broken the realm, and now he has entered the realm of selflessness, and now it is not what it used to be, this palm burst out, and the hem of Yang Ling's clothes blown by the strong wind was swayed.

Yang Ling's face was solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy, his strength was born from the roots, and he gathered it in his palm, turned his palm into a fist, and smashed it into Zhao Wouji with a punch.

Fists and palms slammed, pop! I heard a sound, like a firecracker, and in the next moment, a person flew out upside down, "Ah......" crackled! A table of eight immortals was smashed to pieces.

Zao Wou-Ki was stunned, and Yang Zhi was also dumbfounded. Yang Ling jumped up from the pile of broken wood and said, "Mistake, mistake, don't count just now, come and fight again!" Zao Wou-Ki ......

Of course, there was no way to fight anymore, Yang Zhi reacted with a spirit, ran forward, crossed between the two, and counted Yang Ling is all the way, "What else are you fighting? What did I say just now? Just your old arms and legs, what are you fighting with others? The table has been smashed by you, let me see if it hurts?"

Yang Zhi looked nervous, and checked Yang Ling up and down, "Manual movement, waist twisting, legs, kicking and kicking to see ......" Yang Ling looked like he couldn't cry or laugh.

Zao Wou-Ki's face was confused, this is ...... Why? Lingnan Python, one of the twelve masters? Am I looking for the wrong person? I can't have met a fake, right?

The water was boiling, the tea in the teacup was steaming, the three of them sat down at the tea table again, Zao Wou-Ki secretly glanced at the smashed Eight Immortals table, it seemed that it had been some years, should I be compensated?

Yang Ling coughed his throat, "Xiao Zhao, right? Come, drink tea...... Tea ......" "Okay, thank you." The three of them all picked up the tea cup in front of them, and Yang Ling drank it in small sips, as if organizing the language.

Yang Zhi just slowly turned the teacup in her hand, and looked at Zao Wou-Ki from time to time, and the eyes cast were not very friendly. Zao Wou-Ki blew the hot air lightly, thoughtfully.

The three of them were silent for a while, and after all, it was Yang Ling who opened his mouth first, "Xiao Zhao, I disappointed you very much, right?" Zhao Wouji shook his head, "No, there is nothing." ”

Yang Ling sighed and said, "Hey, you don't have to save face for me, and don't be afraid that it will hurt my self-esteem, in fact, even I am very disappointed in myself, because I am not the same me fifteen years ago, I have tried, tried, but all the methods I can think of have been exhausted, but ...... Ruined is ruined, and after all, it will not be restored. ”

Yang Ling's expression instantly became extremely lonely, Yang Zhi's eyes were slightly filled with tears, but Zao Wou-Ki straightened his waist, and the fire of gossip in his heart was burning, it seems that there is a story in it!

Yang Ling glanced at Yang Zhi, "What's the matter, do you still want to cry? The last thing we martial artists need is the mercy of others!" Yang Zhi pursed her lips, "I don't have it!"

Hearing this, Zao Wou-Ki turned his head to look at Yang Zhi curiously, but was glared back by a vicious look from Yang Zhi, so he quickly picked up the teacup and took a sip to hide his embarrassment.

Yang Ling picked up the two fitness balls on the side, put them in the palm of his calloused hand and rotated, "Fifteen years ago, I made an appointment with Shen Lang to fight Yandang Mountain......

Shen Lang: Who? Zao Wou-Ki's mind was full of question marks. Yang Ling saw the question on his face, so he smiled and explained, "Shen Lang...... That is, the Jiangdong smiling Buddha in the people of the rivers and lakes. ”

Zhao Wuji suddenly realized, and Yang Ling said in a slightly mocking tone: "What kind of smiling Buddha, there is no smiling Buddha face, and there is no compassion...... If you encounter him in the future, you must be careful of the embankment, remember. ”

Zhao Wuji was stunned, nodded and said, "The juniors know." Yang Ling continued: "Back then, in the battle of Yandang, the people in the rivers and lakes thought that Shen Lang and I were inseparable, but in fact, it was not ......."

Zao Wou-Ki frowned, "Could it be?" Yang Ling nodded, "Yes, I lost." Zao Wou-Ki said with a puzzled face: "Then why ......?"

Yang Ling sneered, "It's not the news from Shen Lang that says that we are inseparable. In fact, Shen Lang and I were both injured in that battle, and we were both injured at that time and couldn't fight anymore, as for how the two of us came back from Yandang Mountain...... It's really not enough for outsiders!"

Zao Wou-Ki nodded in understanding, Yang Ling stopped the two fitness balls in his hand, and shook the balls hard with his hand, "After that battle, my heart was damaged, and I couldn't carry the internal strength anymore, I visited famous doctors, but no matter what method I used, I couldn't heal anymore......"

Zao Wou-Ki was shocked, so it was! No wonder he couldn't even catch his own palm. Yang Ling sighed, "Without the support of internal force, what is the use of having martial arts moves? Even though fifteen years have passed, I have never given up the path of martial arts, but up to now, the internal strength I can lift is less than 30% of the original ......."

Yang Ling raised his eyes and looked at the sunset outside the window, his expression became more and more lonely, the sunset was full of sky, the sunset was infinitely better, and the hero was already twilight.