Baiyun Peak Wang Yangming and the two have already flown out, one on the left and one on the right. The sword is like starlight, heavy and heavy, and like a meteorite outside the sky, the breath of destruction has brought people suffocation before it arrives; This is a hand, a big and powerful hand, if Baiyunfeng's attack is with fierce force, a light sword gives people the feeling of Mount Tai collapsing, then Wang Yangming's attack is like a feather gently flying down in the lake, rippling, his hand is very big, the big hand is usually powerful, so big that if he doesn't do it, others think he is a woodcutter, so that the person who uses his power to the extreme, his attack is an aesthetic, so that you are powerless to resist, just like people's yearning for beautiful things.

The face of the woman in the long skirt was like a cold date, her hands trembled slightly, and her terrifying eyes stared at the lame old man, one after the other, the sword arrived, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight at the woman in the long skirt with bursts of stars; I don't see any movement, because any movement is superfluous, the woman in the long skirt snorted coldly, at the moment when the tip of the sword was about to touch her brow, her hand was stretched out, this is a pair of beautiful hands, white and slender fingers, no matter where you see such a hand, you have the urge to touch her, at this time this hand stretched out a finger, as if teasing, teasing your constantly beating heart.

When the tip of the sword touched the fingertips, a spark flashed, and her frivolous figure was already in front of a pair of big hands, which touched the white hands, and the beautiful hands were more beautiful. Just like in the moonlight, when you are happy to chant poetry with your friends, when you are worried about the lack of wine, you suddenly find that there is an altar under the table, cracking and bubbling mellow daughter red, at this time you want to drink him first, as for the master to find trouble, you have already thrown this idea out of the clouds.

But there is finally a kind of person who does not understand the amorous feelings, this kind of person is either a nerd, or a nest who is afraid of his wife, Wang Yangming has no wife, so he is not a nest, facing the beauty to come to his arms, Wang Yangming is expressionless, retreating again and again, it seems that he is a nerd. But the nerd's eyes are dull, and his eyes are shrewd, shrewd, frightening, as if he was planning something?

People's patience is limited after all, not to mention a beauty, the woman in the long skirt has stopped, staring directly at Wang Yangming, Wang Yangming also stopped, he exhaled a long breath, as if being chased by a beauty is also a painful thing, the woman in the long skirt did not move, but he unconsciously walked a few steps behind the net, "Wow! Just when the two were at a stalemate, a "wow" sound broke the "embarrassing" scene, the woman in the long dress turned her head violently, the lame old man was looking at him with a smile, the rough hand was stroking the "little bird" hard, and the cry of the "little bird" was louder, as if crying this hand made him uncomfortable.

"You dare!" The woman in the long skirt was full of blue and red airflow, and her angry eyes wanted to tear the lame old man apart, but the lame old man was very frightened, his body kept retreating, and his mouth trembled and frightened: "Don't, you make me very scared like this, I'm afraid that I will kill this little guy with this hand, and I will be very "sad" in that way." The woman in the long dress stopped, but her gaze became sharper, and the lame old man patted his chest, exhaled a long breath, and smiled, "That's right, everyone has been a "friend" for so many years, don't you still understand me?" The woman in the long skirt said coldly: "If you dare to hurt half of his hair, no matter how far you escape to the ends of the earth, I will make your soul immortal and not reincarnated!" ”

"Look at you," said the lame old man, patting the bird, "loud, the little fellow is going to bark again." The little guy looked at the woman in the long skirt, and the doll sound in his mouth stopped screaming, and the hair on his whole body stood up and looked at the lame old man angrily, and suddenly pecked at the lame old man's feet, the lame old man didn't think that this little guy would peck people, and he didn't think that he was so strong that he was directly pecked two meters away, and he was secretly saying that it was not good, a white figure was already in front of him, and a cold from the soul on his head hit him directly, he moved, and then his whole body was frozen.

Wang Yangming's figure also flew out at the same time as the woman in the long skirt moved, but his purpose was not to solve the plight of the lame old man, but to run towards the "little bird", just when he wanted to take advantage of the woman in the long skirt to deal with the lame old man, and wanted to take the little guy away, a figure lay in front of him, this person was as black as coal, looking ordinary, but the power he burned was something that everyone could not ignore!

The woman in the long skirt had a cold look in her eyes, and pushed down the icicles, "I haven't seen you for so many years, but your escape has grown a lot!" The woman in the long dress looked at the sky and sneered, and above everyone, the lame old man was there, "Hmph, there are many people who have died under your trick, I don't want to be one of them!" The lame old man said. The woman in the long skirt glanced at the lame old man with disdain, then looked at Li Tian who was standing there, and said, "I owe you a favor, and I will pay you back in the future." The expression was not cold, but compared to the lame old man, it was a spring breeze.

Li Tian didn't speak, because he looked at that Wang Yangming with a wicked smile, "Is that magic weapon easy to use?" What if it doesn't work? Wang Yangming didn't speak, because his fist had already spoken, and before the fist came out, it had already stirred the air around him, not to mention the fist that was still out; Did Li Tian move? He moved, but he moved as if he didn't move, because his movements were too fast, and he had come to Wang Yangming's side, and in the face of this ordinary punch, he made a move, and it was a palm, and it was also an ordinary palm, ordinary relative, destined to be extraordinary.

The fists rubbed together, and the power that burst out of the space buzzed, this is a duel of martial arts, and it is also a collision of the strong of the Dao, a lonely strong man, when he meets another lonely strong man, it is equivalent to meeting an opponent in chess, and he will meet a good talent, just like the golden wind and jade dew meet, and he will win countless in the world. The incisive attack allowed the strength of the two to be exerted without reservation, after all, it was much more difficult to meet an opponent who could not be much different from oneself than to find a holy weapon!

When Mu Han asked if the battle between the two was very painful, Li Tian only said one sentence: If you meet an opponent in shit, you will meet a good talent! Lao Tzu just looked at him unpleasantly.