The Six Yang Fire Palm is the most fierce palm in the world, Yin Danqing has already obtained the true biography of the master "Red Flame Wanli" Wan Yan Lie, since his debut, he has almost never encountered an opponent, and he doesn't even know how many masters who have been famous for a long time on the rivers and lakes have been defeated under his palm, Fang Cai and Lei Qingshan have been fighting hard for a long time, it turned out to be the result of both defeats, he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, and forcibly raised his skills to ten percent, and used the last style of the Six Yang Fire Palm, "Yang Ge Tianjun". Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In fact, Yin Danqing has not been able to understand the style of "Yangge Tianjun", and he usually has a feeling of being out of place with the first five styles.

The palm wind roared, the golden crow roared, and a palm suddenly turned into thousands of palm shadows, sweeping from all directions, between the virtual and the real, and trapped Lei Qingshan in it.

Lei Qingshan saw Yin Danqing's face was blue and hideous, and with a palm swing, it was like thousands of giant palms falling from the sky, and he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and hurriedly silently used Xuangong, and the palm thunder was instantly raised to the fourth level of "flat ground wind thunder", gathering all his body power on his right palm, his eyes were like electricity staring at Yin Danqing's thousands of palm shadows, as long as he showed a flaw slightly, the "palm thunder" would be struck out in an instant.

Yin Danqing saw that Lei Qingshan was going to brake quietly, and a cold smile suddenly hung on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly snorted coldly, his palms shook violently in mid-air, and the thousands of palm shadows attacking Lei Qingshan disappeared suddenly, revealing a huge palm like a flame of rage, and the lightning and stone fire imprinted towards Lei Qingshan.

The night wind that was originally howling and the dead leaves that were flying suddenly seemed to freeze, and the whole forest seemed to be drained of breath, and the silence was terrifying.

Two angry rays suddenly burst out of Lei Qingshan's eyes, and his right palm suddenly turned upward, and he greeted Yin Danqing's palms from the bottom up, only to hear a thunderclap sound from the forest, as if it came from Lei Qingshan's palms, hitting Yin Danqing's palms.

Silent thunder met the angry golden crow, and instantly broke the golden crow's feet, almost at the same time, the angry golden crow spewed the golden beak of flames, pecking the thunder light in half, and then Lei Qingshan's single palm and Yin Danqing's palms intersected, and with a bang, two air currents suddenly overflowed from the palms of the two people, spun and flew behind each other, and actually cut off the big tree within a zhang behind the two people, and fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

Looking at Yin Danqing again, the original colorful Feiyun suit seemed to have been pierced by thousands of swords, and the sheath of the embroidered spring knife that was originally hanging from his waist was inserted into the broken tree behind him, leaving only the embroidered spring knife to make a sonorous sound around his waist, and the cold light reflected in the moonlight, reflecting on his originally handsome face, which was terrifying.

At this time, Lei Qingshan's shirt was not much better, Yin Danqing's palm wind almost devoured his right sleeve, and the green shirt on his chest was even more broken with a big hole, and the long hair that was originally pulled up flew with the night wind, scattered and messy, adding a bit of horror. The Thunder Fire Divine Sword hung intact from his waist, as if he was demonstrating to the embroidered spring sword on Yin Danqing's waist.

The six yang fire palms against the palm thunder, and the yang song Tianjun against the flat ground wind thunder, turned out to be both defeats and didn't get any benefits!

After a full cup of tea, Lei Qingshan and Yin Danqing each suppressed the tumbling true qi in their bodies.

"Hahahaha, happy, happy!" Yin Danqing suddenly pulled out the scabbard of the embroidered spring knife from the trunk of the tree with his hand, and laughed wildly, "The green shirt is worthy of its name!" I'll come back another day and ask for advice! As he spoke, the embroidered spring knife burst into the sheath, and his whole body soared into the sky like a golden crow with wings, and disappeared into the vast night in an instant, leaving only the arrogant laughter, hovering in the woods, and never dissipated for a long time.

It turned out that he forcibly exercised the last form of the Six Yang Flame Palm, "Yang Ge Tianjun", although he and Lei Qingshan fought a defeat, but because of the blessing of misfortune, suddenly enlightened, understood the true essence of "Yang Ge Tianjun", and was overjoyed, and no longer had the heart to fight with Lei Qingshan, and lost the search for the best, and went to the details.

Lei Qingshan saw that Yin Danqing had fled, and there was no movement in the woods except for the night wind, so he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of turbidity, reached out and felt a delicate porcelain bottle, poured out a pill from it, opened his mouth and swallowed it.

When the two fought for the first time, Yin Danqing's "Six Yang Flame Strength Method" burned his hand Shaoyang Sutra, and just now he forcibly exercised the "Palm Thunder", and he had already suffered a lot of internal injuries, fortunately, this "Six Yang Flame Strength Method" and "Palm Thunder" are both masculine all the way exercises, and after taking a pill, the breath suddenly became comfortable.

Thinking that Jinyi Wei was ruthless and unscrupulous, and there was no master in the palace to protect him, Lei Qingshan hurriedly picked up the Thunder Fire Divine Sword, turned around and wanted to return to the city, and suddenly was stunned there as soon as he turned around, only to see a mess in front of him, and the torn trunk was as if he had been struck by lightning.

Lei Qingshan hurriedly used his strength to boost his spirit, and his heart suddenly burst into ecstasy, he didn't expect that the battle with Yin Danqing just now actually helped him break through the realm of "silent thunder" of the fifth weight of the "palm thunder", no wonder although he was injured just now, he didn't feel a little tired, it turned out that his skills had improved again.

Thinking that his palm thunder had been hovering in place since he entered the realm of "Flat Wind Thunder", but today he had broken through the fifth realm by mistake, Lei Qingshan couldn't help but smile bitterly, and sighed that it was really a creation to make people.

When Lei Qingshan returned to the palace, it was already Yinshi, but the palace was brightly lit, Wang Fuzheng was anxiously pacing outside the hall, and when he saw Lei Qingshan's ragged clothes, he was taken aback, hurriedly stepped forward, and asked with concern: "Nephew Lei Xian, what's wrong with you?" Have you ever been injured? Hurriedly ordered his subordinates to bring a new set of clothes for Lei Qingshan to change into.

Lei Qingshan is similar to the eldest prince of the palace, and it fits well in its clothes, and he quickly packed up and came to the main hall, and then told Wang Fu in detail what happened tonight.

Wang Fu is in the temple, and he has naturally heard of Wan Yanlie's several apprentices who are on an errand in Jinyiwei, especially Yin Danqing's reputation is even more thunderous, listening to Lei Qingshan fighting with him, he can't help but be happy and worried: "Virtuous nephew, Jinyiwei relies on the trust of today's saints, and he is a person who will be rewarded for his power and oppression of the good on weekdays, especially the 'Wan Yanlie' is even more short-sighted, today you hurt his most beloved apprentice, I'm afraid he will be unfavorable to you in the future!" ”

Lei Qingshan said in his heart, even if he can't beat him Wan Yanlie, he can always run, right? Of course, he didn't say this to Wang Fu, but smiled indifferently and said: "Uncle, you are too worried, don't say that Wan Yan Lie is a generation of grandmasters, and he will definitely not do anything with my junior, even if he really protects his shortcomings and seeks revenge, his nephew is not without the power to fight!" ”

Wang Fu saw that Lei Qingshan didn't care at all, and had the heart to persuade him a few more words, but he also saw his temperament, not something that could be persuaded in three or two sentences, and he didn't say anything at the moment, the two chatted a few more words, and then ordered the servant to lead Lei Qingshan to the cleaned room to rest, and he returned to the study, thinking about how to reveal to Emperor Yingzong the top-secret news related to the Sanfeng Sect mentioned by Lei Qingshan after the morning of tomorrow.

Wang Fuguan to the military department, the same and the governor of the three sides, in fact, but in fact, he was born as a civil official, quite a Confucian general, not like many generals who do not know a basket of big words, after returning to the study, he sat in front of the desk, and got up with a book.

After Emperor Yingzong reascended the throne, the most taboo thing was that others mentioned the "Northern Hunt" of the year, and even anything related to it was very taboo, and if you want to talk about this mysterious potion, it is inevitable to mention the initiator "Sanfeng Sect", which is Emperor Yingzong's reverse scales!

The more Wang Fu thought about it, the more he had a headache, and his mind was upset for a while, and he didn't know how to write.

But said that after Lei Qingshan returned to the room, he did not rest immediately, but closed the door, meditated cross-legged on the bed, and used his skills to heal his wounds, and after a full hour, the injuries in his body were completely dissolved, and then he took advantage of the situation to taste the fourth "silent thunder" of the "palm thunder" carefully, and felt that he was able to do whatever he wanted, and then he lay down.

After lying on the bed, Lei Qingshan couldn't sleep for a long time, and somehow remembered the scene when he was a child, in front of the house, playing with the girl called "Little Star", and he didn't know where she was now? Are you still alone like yourself? Or is it already married to someone else's wife?

Thinking of this, Lei Qingshan couldn't help but shake his head fiercely, and said in his heart, why did he grow up with his children today? If she had grown up, she would have been in her twenties, and I am afraid she would have already belonged.

When I was just a weak crown, there were already many people who came to propose!

The shadow of Feng Feifei appeared in my mind again, what about the woman who came to Luoyang with my sister and messed up with the mandarin ducks? This woman with a slender waist and a light palm in her hand, and Feng Xiao moves Los Angeles with a song, although she is in the Qinglou, she can clean herself up, so who is her lover? Thinking of Feng Feifei's apologetic and shy look when his sister was embarrassed, Lei Qingshan suddenly felt funny and curious. Thinking of his sister Lei Qingyi, the corners of Lei Qingshan's mouth suddenly hung a loving smile.

and Yu Mian, I didn't expect him to be able to escape under the joint pursuit of Jinyiwei, Dongchang and Wangjianglou, and dare to swagger in Luoyang City, with extraordinary mental courage, worthy of being the queen of Zhongsu Gong!

Yin Danqing, Li Mubai, and even Yu Mian, as if suddenly overnight, countless young masters popped up on the rivers and lakes, plus the Sanfeng Sect that re-entered the Central Plains martial arts, the Wangjiang Tower on the banks of the Jinling River, the Shendaomen that has been dormant for decades, and the Jinling Ning family, the organizer of the Xuanwu Festival, behind the seemingly calm of this river and lake, there is already an undercurrent.