He Yu was sarcastic, but he was silent on the surface, but he grinned, it seems that I really don't know anything about you as a neighbor for more than ten years.

Presumably, you must have made a breakthrough in cultivation in the past two years, and the previous Wan Fei was really reborn, so why don't you let me understand?

Wan Feibai said concisely, "Okay!"

He waited quietly for Hua San to make a move, and unexpectedly He Yu himself was ready to go, seeing Wan Feibai was puzzled, he grinned, I think that to deal with the waste young city lord of Jialan City, I don't need to spend my seniors to come, I can do it myself.

Wan Feibai was not angry at all.

Because in his opinion, he was a waste before, and of course he was right.

However, what is wrong is He Yu's self-righteousness, haven't you heard a saying called "Shibei three days, you should be impressed?"

Therefore, he quietly waited for the young city lord of Wind and Rain City, who was known for his fists, and he wanted to know how many moves he could match with the qi fist he had practiced recently.

He Yu is here!

A shot is the wind and rain city of the fist style eighteen Chaotian fist, eighteen punches pay attention to fast transfer, left and right move nine steps each, after moving left and right, and then hand out the second punch, a punch fist is stronger than a punch, when the palm wind shakes the earth.

He Yu is worthy of being the favorite son of the city lord of Wind and Rain City, when He Dashui, the city lord of Wind and Rain City, competed with Wan Ling, the city lord of Jialan City, and the two of them were injured one after another.

Later, the one-horned king passed by Jialan City, and the injured Wan Ling was unable to defeat him, and was swallowed by him in one bite.

Fifteen years later, the one-horned king came to provoke again, that is, before Wan Feibai went to the Green Palace, he first went to the wind and rain city, but He Dashui and his three sons plus Hua San did not let the one-horned king have much upper hand, and among them, it is said that this youngest son He Yu contributed the most, as for whether it was intelligence or force, it was not up to him.

But no matter what, he is really not as good as him at this point!

With the domineering attack of the eighteen fists of Wind and Rain City, Wan Feibai's whole body Qi Xuan has risen to the sky, the fist pile he has practiced for a long time is wrapped in the whistling wind and thunder, at this moment, he doesn't want to use a sword, use eternity, he just wants to use his fist to fight one-on-one, nearly seventeen years ago, his father competed with the city lord of Wind and Rain City, both of them were injured, but he didn't expect to compete with He Yu today.

And today's competition is very different from that one, that pure competition, and now He Yu wants to take his place in charge of everything in Jialan City.

The trees around this Taibai Mountain were from the inside out, layer upon layer, crackling, and the leaves that were touched suddenly shattered.

With Wan Feibai as the center, the surrounding trees have become bald. What should have been green has long since lost its former charm.

He Yu punched one punch after another, at first nine punches, the momentum became more and more huge each time, and when he reached the eighteenth punch, he slammed straight into Wan Feibai's face.

Wan Feibai realized that he was not a showman, and his heart was slightly terrified, but in the face of the imposing punch, he still didn't feel too tricky, but had a bit of a competitive heart, only to see Wan Feibai stretch out a palm, Qi Xuanyun in the palm, and suddenly the purple light suddenly bloomed, flipped the palm, and went down, just facing the eighteen punches.

"Purple Flame".

Hearing a loud bang, the mountains shook, the big trees shook slightly, and He Yu took a few steps back.

In an instant, his face turned from red to white, and then from white to red, and his face changed several times.

He admits that he was defeated, defeated by the waste-known gentleman in Garland City, and that the seventeen punches he had thrown before seemed to him to be to make fun of him, and that he was just waiting for his last punch.

At this moment, there was a murderous intent in his eyes, this person must be killed, not only because he was bound to win it in Jialan City, but because he couldn't stand Wan Feibai's attitude.

The old man from the first person in the Northern Xinjiang Martial Arts had already blocked in front of He Yu, he glanced at He Yu behind him lovingly, and turned to face Wan Feibai.

The old man's palm was already slowly raised, and the unique foreign kung fu was hard and powerful.

Senior Hua, do you think it is right for the city lord He Shao to want to rob other people's cities in broad daylight?

One sentence made Hua San's eyes red, but he still stubbornly said: "No matter what he does is right or not, I will support him wholeheartedly."

Young man, with your current cultivation, you can indeed be called a master, even I am not sure that I can win against you, but he, the old man pointed at He Yu, and wanted you to die, then I will go all out.

So, make a move!

After Hua San finished speaking, his body didn't move, he was waiting for Wan Feibai to move first.

Wan Feibai really moved, but as soon as he moved, the ancient sword was already in his hand, and it hadn't come out for a long time, and as soon as the sword came out of the sheath, it buzzed, and he was very happy.

Hua San had never seen such a spiritual sword, he thought that he would also punch, and he had also thought of a way to deal with the purple flames, but he was a sword.

When the sword flew towards him, Hua San's palm had already been urged by him with internal force, and he saw that his palm was towards the eternal age, and the fist weathered into tens of millions of stars, and the fist dispersed into the depths of the nearby mountains, setting off bursts of birdsong, making the originally lifeless deep mountains and old forests become vivid.

Wan Fei Bai Shi saw that he had already urged the internal force with a flick of his sleeves, where he dared to have the slightest negligence? The long sword trembled, and a move "Wind and rain without regrets" There is truth in the void, and there is fiction in the reality, the tip of the sword and the qi Xuan are perfectly combined, and Xiang Hua San attacked in all directions.

Suddenly, there was a white light in front of Hua San's eyes, not like the purple flame used before, this time it was as confused as a mist, so that he couldn't tell where the sword was and where was the qi?

Hua San used one of the eighteen punches to "communicate with each other", and when there were two sounds, Wan Guge was separated, and when he was separated, he noticed that the breath on the sword was strong, and his strength was really not weak.

He didn't dare to underestimate it, his palms reached the door, and he was pushing outward with his internal strength, and when Wangu attacked again, Hua San actually stretched out his fingers and grabbed the blade of the sword.

Wan Feibai and He Yu were both surprised: "Can't this Hua San see that his sword is an ancient divine sword? This palm is not afraid of the blade of the sword?" After a moment's hesitation, he saw that Hua San's fingers had already grasped the sword, but the distance between his palm and the sword blade was still a few inches, and his fingers popped out in the ground, and with a buzz, Wan Feibai's long sword couldn't hold it, and he fell to the ground. Hua San then slapped him on the shoulder. Wan Feibai groaned, the bones in his shoulder were already broken, and the speed of the two rabbits falling and changing his moves was really unexpected.

Wan Feibai nodded secretly: "This Hua Sanneng can be called the first person in Northern Xinjiang, and he really has his true ability."

He secretly lucked, pinched his shoulder with his hand, and the flower had hit it, and he didn't give him time to stop, and then jumped up, his whole body seemed to be covered with a protective film, and he saw that the cold light was dazzling, and there seemed to be ten thousand snowflakes pouring down on his head.

Wan Fei Bai saw Hua San attack again, he retracted his fingers, for this kind of internal force and external strength have reached the first-class master, hard touch is not good at all, he gently stroked, from the body slowly rose a breath of Qi Xuan, from which to extract a true meaning that shook the five mountains, he today to his own super eight Qi Xuan body, to learn the Confucian Sage Chang Spring that touch the poetry of the stroke, to use the "word" to eat.

He jumped up, holding the eternals in his hand, and swung his sword like rain in the sky above the big covered mountain, without a single stroke, all of them forced the sky, and slowly five characters appeared above the top of the tree, and the five characters were actually glowing with golden light, as if the hexagram was above the sky.

It is "the way of heaven cannot be violated".

Hua San and the others saw that the five characters were pouring from the sky with a powerful momentum, and the qi was growing and mighty.

He only used his fist intent to receive these five-character proverbs, and he firmly believed that his vigorous boxing method was like an illusory qi path for this kind of flowery frame, and he firmly believed that one punch could break ten thousand laws.

Five golden sword body like words, drumming and fluttering, looming in the air, when they reached the bottom, they suddenly merged into one, and when they hit Hua San's divine fist, they were divided into five, two words, two pairs of fists, and the remaining three have entered Hua San's body.

I saw that the three golden rays of light had precipitated Hua San's entire body in the golden light, no matter how much Hua San used internal force to resist, those few beams of light could not be forced out.

Hua San sat on the ground and looked at Wan Feibai.

Wan Feibai also looked at him quietly, I just want to ask one question, my father seemed to be good friends with you back then, why have you been willing to follow He Yu, even if he is not right, you have to be with him?

Hua San smiled bitterly, "Why am I willing to follow him? Yes, I should have died a long time ago." As early as when my wife left me, and my son didn't even have the surname Hua, I should have died of depression, Hua San's heart was agitated, and suddenly his chest was reversed, and he couldn't help coughing again and again.

Seeing this, Wan Feibai hurriedly withdrew those few qi xuan, the qi xuan disappeared, and Hua San relieved a lot, but he was even more desperate.

"I don't even know what I'm doing now? I just want to get my son back, even if he doesn't want to admit me as a father, for him, I can give everything, even if it's against my heart."

But your sentence "Heaven cannot be violated" woke me up, son, Hua San looked at He Yu's face whose face was already cloudy to the point of rain and thunder, you said that what he said was right?

Without waiting for him to answer, Hua San said to himself again, I now feel that I seem to have violated the way of heaven by doing all this, Jialan City, if it is not yours, it is not yours, and Wind and Rain City does not belong to you, it is useless for you to insist on it, but one thing is not right in vain, that is, you don't want to recognize me anymore, I am still your Laozi, and you still have my blood in your bones, you see, this is really "Destiny cannot be violated".

So, child, with your own ingenuity, don't go all the way to the dark.

Staying on the right path is the only way you can succeed.

After Hua San finished speaking, he actually slammed his own heavenly spirit with his fist, and saw that his entire head had been shattered.

Wan Feibai and the others were shocked, they really felt that it was unnecessary,

He Yu had already pounced and shouted "Dad"!

Hua San's breath was already faint and inaudible, but he still heard this sentence.

He ended up laughing and leaving.