Yue's face changed slightly, and he glanced at Jin Luonao, and both of them turned to the same question in their hearts: "Who is he?" ”

The old man's speech was simple, straightforward, without any tricks and disguises, but this kind of speech was the most difficult to answer, in the face of such a naked "threat", although both of them were deep and wise, they didn't know how to answer correctly for a while.

(Is he insane, or is he really as powerful as he boasts?) )

(But who among today's top experts has such a simplistic way of thinking?) )

Although he didn't get an answer, the old man was not in a hurry, he just glanced at everyone coldly, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and muttered, "Good weather, really good weather." ”

He spoke casually, and somehow, he made everyone look up without being free, but... The sky is overcast, and there is no sunshine, but where is it good?

Sha Ruxue was anxious, and sneered: "It's cloudy, what's good?" ”

The old man glanced at Sha Ruxue and smiled, "Yunduo, of course it's good." ”

"The wind follows the tiger, the cloud follows the dragon, haven't you heard of it?"

As soon as he said a word, Jin Luo's mind suddenly changed, and he said urgently: "Slow, seniors but..." ”

"If you can take my move, you will be allowed to speak..."

As he spoke, the two piles of broken bricks and a few stumps in the two buildings suddenly began to tremble, decompose, and become more finely broken blocks, and began to flow and concentrate according to a certain law in the incessant creeping to form some special shapes. But, because all the pieces were curled up together, it was impossible to see what the shapes were. Only faintly visible what seems to be a scaly armor horn.

In the process, deep purple squirmed with each squirming and did not stop until all the pieces were dyed in that noble and mysterious color.

"Purple confusion, Xuanyuan Dragon changes."

The figure of eight spit out, like a strong wind, rolled up and unfolded the pieces that had been piled up to a person's height and completely glued together in one place in the incessant squeezing, and it was only then that the shape was truly visible.

That's a dragon, three five-clawed wyverns covered in purple!

The dragon flies, the scales and claws are spread, and the three of them are attacked!

(Sure enough, it's him!) )

(Didn't Master say that this old guy would wake up in at least two months?!) )

Extremely angry and confused in his heart, Jin Luonao spread his hands and wiped out the saber on his waist to hold it horizontally, and beside him, none of the Yue's Gou Sand Monkey dared to slack off, and each of them carried up the strongest force and defended with all their strength.

Who it is, they already know.

Under the whole world, the only person who understands dragon boxing, the king of martial arts in Great Xia, the master of the Ao family in the East China Sea, and the "dragon martial arts" Ao Fuqi who ranks among the eight poles of heaven and earth!

The shots of the three were completely different.

The golden brain saber was sharply inserted into the soil, picked up one by one, rolled up a large canopy of earth and stones, and was copied by his left hand and sent it urgently, like thousands of flying arrows, and his figure was also hidden in the flying stones; Yue's hook shook out a long rope from his back, waved it again and again, conjured up more than a dozen rope loops, and forced to tie the dragon's head, although he couldn't get trapped, but he also took the dragon's head left and right; Sha Ruxue's body moved, and it was faster than the purple dragon, like a bee fighting flowers, his feet did not touch the ground, only swimming on both sides of the dragon's body, and the short knives in both hands kept swinging, only to see the silver light flickering, clanging, and I don't know how many times I slashed on the dragon's body.

Yun Chongbo looked at it for a while, and was very surprised, and said unconsciously: "Aren't the three of them the same door, how can they shoot so much..."

Xiao Wenshuang heard it in his ears, and before he could answer, Hua Shengrong was already in good spirits and said, "Hey, virtuous nephew, don't you really know?" ”

It turned out that when Yue's Gou and the other three people were thrown under the immeasurable door of the sea, they all had quite an amazing karma, and they were leading art investors.

"Is that so? But how could there be such an apprentice? ”

Guan * Wuliang's personality is a person, Yun Chongbo has not heard much, but, in his imagination, this person can become the supreme king among the Xiang people who are all over the territory of the north and hundreds of clans, the "Great Khan", and is also regarded as the top master on the same level as the "Eight Extremes of Heaven and Earth", he should be a high-minded and arrogant character, at least in the realm of Xiang Ren, should he not put that master in his eyes, but how can he accept the three disciples who are all trained by others and do not think it is wrong?

"That's right, but that's politics, nephew..."

Among the foreign people around the Great Xia Dynasty, the north Xiang Nanna, the West Wu Dongba, to the Xiang people bow and horse strong, but also the most headache for the emperors of the Taizheng Dynasty, in the first two "millennium" of the Taizheng Dynasty, the northern border has never been stable, every year in the autumn harvest, is the period when the Xiang people's army enters the Kou. Every dynasty and each generation, "governing the north" and "governing the water", "governing officials" and other internal affairs are listed as key projects that must be prioritized in governance, every few hundred years, after the national strength has accumulated to a certain extent, the Xia people will always set off a wave of main war ideology, and there will always be an emperor who is willing to open the side, organize a large army, and go north to attack the project, but one comes to the bitter cold of the place, the second is a long battle line, and the third is not planned to garrison, in most cases, that kind of conquest is in vain, until about 1,900 years ago, during the reign of the "Jishita Tian family", Adopting the plan of Yan Bo, who was the Taibao at the time, he selected two concubines from the people, gave them the title of princess, each with countless gold and jade satin and hundreds of craftsmen as a dowry, and sent it north in the name of his relatives, but did not say who he wanted to be close to, but it was the rule of the Central Plains, and the beauties loved the heroes, and the khans of all ethnic groups chose by themselves. At that time, the three ethnic groups were the largest in the Xiang people's Di clan, and at present, men were all greedy; Second, the attached things are enough to meet the ordinary Xiang people for several years, and skilled craftsmen are not needed, but as a result, the Khan of the three clans is fighting for the two daughters, and they have turned to the opposite side, and they are even facing each other with swords. The Xiang people's coalition army naturally collapsed, this battle was twenty years, the war burned all over the grassland, and every Di tribe was not spared from being forced to express their stance and get involved in the battle, until later, all three of them died in the civil strife, and the Xiang people's vitality was greatly damaged. The Dazheng Army took the opportunity to go north and advanced its territory for nearly a thousand miles, straight to the Yinshan line in the interior of the Xiang people. Xiang people were hit hard, in the next two thousand years have not been able to recover their vitality, although there are still looting things from time to time, but the scale is not large, the second is limited to the depth, and it is only limited to Jinzhou and Jizhou, but these two places are mostly Xiang people's land, and they are not valued by the emperor, compared to the previous Hanzhou, Mingzhou and other rich states for several years, the scene when they were repeatedly poisoned, can really be said to be heaven and earth. Yan Bo's plan of "two women killing three males" has also become a winning talk in the history of Great Xia.

After this calamity, there were not many people who did not see the situation, but when the Tai people were all brave men who could not read or write, and did not understand the sinister hearts of the people, it was difficult for their opinions to be respected, and especially when almost every Di tribe had suffered a large number of casualties in that bloody battle, it was even more difficult for most people to forget this blood feud. Although the war has ended, there is no peaceful time on the grassland, and the assassinations and revenge seeking one after another have consumed the strength of the Xiang people internally, and they have never been able to reproduce the spectacular scene of thousands of years ago when thousands of horses went south at every turn, and they were invincible.

Those who aspire to put an end to this chaotic scene have never disappeared from the Xiang people, and after two thousand years of hard work, they are now considered to be the closest to "success", because they have a leader who can be "respected" or at least "taken seriously" by all Xiang people.

Xiang is a great khan, and the sea is immeasurable.

Known as "strength like the sea, wisdom is immeasurable", he was recognized as the first master of Xiangren as early as 20 years ago, and he is also the first-class soldier. Fifteen years ago, he was jointly promoted by all ethnic groups and won the supreme title among the Xiang people and became the "Great Khan". It was also on that day that he said to the leaders of the more than 10,000 Xiangren in various places, "As long as all the Xiangren work together, we can turn the whole world into our pasture".

Since then, he has been committed to erasing the hatred between the various tribes and reuniting the Xiang people into the united and invincible army of terror that they had been thousands of years ago. And for this purpose. The important step he took was to accept Yueshi Gou and the other three as disciples.

These three people all have noble backgrounds, they are the young masters of the three clans of the Great Desert Sand Clan, the Hetao Jin Clan and the Yinshan Yue Clan, judging from the current prospects, in ten to twenty years, they will all become the patriarchs of their respective Di clans, and they will be almost half of the three clans of the Xiang people together. Relying on them, plus the immeasurable sea and the Lintamu tribe, they were able to completely unify more than sixty percent of the Xiang people. In this case, it would also be fairly simple to merge the rest of the Xiang people under one banner.

"No, it won't, right? In that case, wouldn't these three be dangerous to us? ”

I never thought that Sha Ruxue would have such a big background, Yun Chongbo was so frightened that his eyes almost jumped out of his sockets, and he was faintly worried in his heart, "That little girl has such a big force behind her, and it seems that she has not forgotten her old hatred for me, oh no, this time it's really bad..."

Xiao Wenshuang misunderstood what he meant, and said: "Exactly, if this plan is successful, the continuous war will definitely burn out the border pass again." The people of Bactria will surely suffer great calamity. ”

"That's why this old gentleman didn't attack when he could 'kill me', but went to deal with them first..."

(？？？ )

Still don't know Ao Fuqi's identity, Yun Chongbo naturally couldn't understand Xiao Wenshuang's words, but Ao Fuqi snorted and said, "What a conceited boy, do you think Lao Tzu is here for you?" Xiao Wenshuang was stunned for a moment, and her face suddenly turned pale.

She couldn't figure out why Ao Fuqi, the "Dragon Warrior" who was the "King of Martial Arts for Protecting the Country", suddenly came here alone, but Ao Fuqi, as an important minister of the dynasty, the "Nine Sons of Dragon Generals" and 5,000 "Dragon Cavalry" of the Ao family in the East China Sea have always been an important force in the conquest of the Taiping Dao. Although she has been using a mask on people for many years, she has seen Ao Fuqi with Zhang Nanjin many years ago, and this time he saw through it, how can she not let it go, she has a bad heart, but Ao Fuqi said this, her heart turned sharply, and she thought early, "Is he coming for the 'immortal'?" For a while, I didn't have time to think about why Ao Fuqi, who had never been proficient in spells, found himself a dry person more accurately than Qiu Yangming, but he just had a thought, "Even if you are crushed, you can't make your son lose", his footsteps moved lightly, and he was already in front of Yun Chongbo, and he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of Ao Fuqi to contain the three of Yue's Gou and others. At that thought, his footsteps moved, and suddenly his whole body shook violently, like thunder, and he almost fell to the ground. I only heard Ao Fuqi say coldly: "In front of Lao Tzu, don't play these little tricks, Lao Tzu is notoriously impatient, don't you know?" Xiao Wenshuang was hit by him in the air, half of his body was numb, and he didn't move, he just gritted his teeth to suppress the numbness, and he could still answer there?

Although Ao Fuqi was distracted here, the three purple dragons showed no signs of weakening, and they became stronger, although the three of them had one or two of the ten moves to greet the dragon, but they only ended up with a knife scroll, and they were helpless at all. Although Xiao Wenshuang regarded him as an enemy, he couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart, "It seems that he only used three or four percent of his strength to deal with a few of them, and even the 'Purple Fist', which has the weakest lethality among the Nine Dragon Fists, can use great power, no wonder the real person once said that if purely in terms of strength, Ao Fuqi is the crown of the 'Eight Extremes of Heaven and Earth', and it is still above the moon..."

Suddenly, he thought again: "What he sent through Childe's body just now seems to be the 'golden fist' in the dragon fist, but what does it mean?" "My mind flowed, and I thought of the inexplicable "Tianzhu Broken Army" that died at the beginning, and thought of "If you say so, the injury of the broken army is a bit like being killed by the Dragon Fist, but that day was too anxious, and I didn't have time to take a closer look..."

At this time, the situation of Yue's Gou and the other three was already very critical. Jin Luo's brain flashed again and again, urgently called several earth shields to be deployed in a row, Fang escaped from under the claws of the purple dragon, and secretly thought to himself in his heart: "Even facing the weakest purple fist is so embarrassed, when my army enters the Central Plains in the future, if I encounter the 'Nine Sons of Dragon Generals' of the Ao family, how can I deal with it?" ”

Dragon Fist is the ancestral martial arts of the Ao family in the East China Sea, known as the first fierce in the world, divided into nine styles: red, orange, gold, green, blue, purple, black and white. Among them, "Purple Confusion, Xuanyuan Dragon Change" is a trick near illusion, which is mostly used to disturb the enemy and confuse the enemy, and its lethality is far weaker than that of the Chijin, Qinglan Fists, but in the hands of Ao Fuqi, although it is not smart, it can rely on its strength to break the meeting, and suppress the three of them unspeakably.

(It's also a good opportunity, though.) )

There is a way to be a bystander, like this from the other side of the river to watch the fire, the opportunity to observe the depth of other people's cultivation, for the real top people, it is absolutely unavoidable, although Xiao Wenshuang is worried about the strange intentions, but the instinct of the strong makes her not let go of the opportunity, and she has been carefully observing the moves of the three of them, silently analyzing.

At this time, the situation was different from Fang Cai, and the three of them had gathered in one place, and Fang Cai's fight had changed from fighting separately to joining forces to fight the enemy. Yue's hook is the chief of the three, the strongest, the most experienced against the enemy, since he is a main force, I saw him long rope waving like a charm, coming and going like a dream, one person took over more than half of the three dragons' offensive, Jin Luo's brain was half hidden behind him to cast spells to help, every opportunity, the saber flashed, such as a flash of electricity, can always leave a broken scale slash mark on the dragon, Sha Ruxue is the weakest, but the body is the best, only interspersed before and after the purple dragon, every time it is not allowed to be sent in a flash, leaving only a large piece of remnants blasted out by the dragon's strength. The double knives are flying non-stop, and the sound of Zheng Ran is loud, although it is actually useless, it looks the most exciting, and there are already many people cheering next to it, Xiao Wenshuang has a slight disdain in his heart, and thinks: "It's just some tricky kung fu, it's difficult to enter the eyes of the real Fang family..."

Fu thought again: "But the three-person joint attack technique is extremely skilled, obviously exclusive practice, it seems that the rumors are true, the sea is immeasurable in order to unify the power of the three clans, and indeed specially designed the joint battle method for the characteristics of the three people's martial arts..." Could it really be a prelude to Xiang Ren's big move?! He made up his mind and thought, "If this is the case, we should focus on the overall situation and try to deal with them first." Then he thought: "Ao Fuqi also thinks about this section, so he will let us go first." ”

The Taisho Dynasty was founded 4,000 years ago, and a set of rules and principles were deeply rooted in the heart, and it successfully established the "self-esteem" and "pride" of being a Xia person among the people. Although the Taiping Dao and the Taizheng Dynasty are incompatible, they have also joined forces with the imperial army more than once in history, because in their hearts, the "consequences" of Xia Zheng's civilization falling into the hands of foreign races are more terrible than the emperor's surname in the world.

Although her mind was decided, Xiao Wenshuang did not help, because, seeing the situation in the field clearly, she knew that she didn't have to do such a meaningless thing.

(If Ao Fuqi didn't need to exert more strength, the three of them would have been able to save on it, and within about a hundred moves, they would have a good chance to break this dragon fist, but Ao Fuqi was notoriously impatient, could he wait until then?) )

Sure enough, when Sha Ruxue narrowly avoided the purple dragon's blow again, Ao Fuqi suddenly roared, and the sound waves were like thunder, shaking the three purple dragons to smithereens on the spot!

The dragon shattered, turned into purple mist, and spread in all directions, covering the three people who were already nervous, and also submerged Ao Fuqi, who was already angry.

In the purple mist, if you can't distinguish your five fingers, no one can see anything other than purple, you can only listen.

Listen to Ao Fuqi's voice, the anger, and the cold and hard voice.

"Waste."

"With only forty percent of my strength, I'll make your three pieces of waste like this."

"Ten years of hard work in the sea, did it teach you waste?"

"Even with your class, you are also qualified to grow your ambition for my Great Xia Fertile Land?"

"Ambition must be backed by strength, do you understand?"

"Fuck, I'm supposed to kill you all right here, but for the sake of the sea, I'll give you another chance."

"Take a punch of seventy percent of my strength, if you can catch it, I will allow you and the army behind you to return north to Helin."

"And if you can't take it, you will no longer be qualified to be my disciple of Ao Fuqi's 'old enemy', in that case, you three dogs, you will die immediately..."

(It's coming!) )

At the same time as the warning signal in Xiao Wenshuang's mind, Ao Fuqi's roar oscillated, dispersed, and puffed up all the purple mist.

"Purple confusion, Xuanyuan Dragon changes!"

The whirlwind swept up, bringing the high drum of purple dust into the track, and in just a few breaths, the purple dust had been kneaded and forged by the wind, dancing in the wind with a sharp whistling sound.

In an instant, the wind has dispersed, and what hangs alone in the air is no longer scattered purple dust, but a purple dragon with angry eyes that is several feet long and scaly all over its body!

The clouds were heavy, pressing down on the sky, as if all things were completely locked, leaving only this purple dragon alone in the cold sky, his eyes flashing, controlling the figure of Yueshi Gou and others.

Lazy, the dragon swirled his body, from "oblique aiming" to "facing squarely", and when he looked at the eyes as big as lanterns, the three of them all agreed and felt a chill flowing through their bodies.

… Definitely going to die.

Coincidentally, the three of them have reached this consensus.

Subsequently, the dragon moved.

More than dozens of paces away, three people rushed, and at that moment, not only three people, but everyone in the field had the feeling of "can't breathe".

Strangely, they seemed to be completely desperate, but in the face of this surging blow, the three of them did not move, and even lowered their hands to their sides, bowing their heads and not moving.

(Are they stunned?) )

Feeling strange in her heart, Xiao Wenshuang couldn't help but have this wild thought.

The purple dragon flew and pounced in front of the three of them, but suddenly froze.

After a moment of silence, Ao Fuqi's face revealed a strange look, a look that mixed bewilderment and joy. I saw him pat his hands lightly, and the purple dragon trembled lightly, and the "boom" collapsed into powder, and after a gust of wind, it was completely gone.

"I see, even you are here, no wonder, these babies dare to be so fearless..."

"Yes, it's me."

The low, almost hoarse voice was clearly heard by only a few people, just because, at the same time as this answer, a loud bang had already sounded.

The river that has always been quiet and quiet in the washing of soldiers, suddenly, it shot into the sky like madness!

There were more than 100 columns of water, the weakest of which was as high as 10 feet, and none of them fell back into the riverbed.

After rushing to the highest point, each column of water was like a consciousness, conjuring up a strange arc, sweeping towards the middle of Ao Fuqi and Sha Ruxue and the others, mixing together.

However, in a moment, the "Washing River" that was still gushing blue waves was already cracked at the bottom of the river, and there was no water, but in front of Ao Fuqi, there was an extra huge water ball with a diameter of more than ten zhang, and it was turning rapidly at high speed.

On the water polo, there stood a man.

The man was very tall, wearing an embroidered gold hat, a purple scarf loosely wrapped around his neck, a pale green cloak, and a gray-purple robe. There are nine white velvet beads hanging on each side of the brim, which is eye-catching.

Sha Ruxue and the other three had already knelt on the ground at the same time when the voice sounded, and many of their subordinates had already pounced on the ground.

Yun Chongbo had already looked stupid, and said in his heart: "This, what kind of spell is this?" ”

Suddenly, he thought, "Nine pom-poms? Back then, my father once said that among the people in the north, the hat pompom is used because of identity, six balls for the chief of a thousand people, seven balls for the family of ten thousand people, and only those who are in the position of a khan can wear eight balls, and this person wears nine beads, and can make those Xiang people so respected, can it be said, can it be that person has arrived? ”

East, a hundred miles away.

A middle-aged monk who was walking alone suddenly stopped and looked at the sky.

Under the hat, his face is not very clear, but the pair of cold eyes from under the hat seem to have a power that can look at the end of the world and the sky.

"Change, here."

"The first hegemon in the north, the immeasurable sea, has finally intervened in the dispute between Middle-earth."

"Crossing the Pure Land, if it is not caused by it quickly, it will be too late..."

The wind blew, the clouds opened, and a light from the sky sprinkled down, reflecting on the water ball, creating a seven-colored brilliance, which was very beautiful.

Ao Fuqi didn't speak, only stretched out a hand, slowly into the water balloon, after a while, he pulled out his hand, it was already soaked, and he grabbed a tail of brocade scales in his palm, still shaking his head and tail, struggling non-stop.

"It's not surprising that the water gathers ten feet, but I can't teach many scales and armor to trust themselves in ignorance."

"I haven't seen you for more than ten years, your 'skills' are indeed better than back then, old friend..."

"It's just that after your 'technique', I feel that what maintains this 'scene' is only the power of the upper stage of the eighth level."

"Do you think that this 'power' can suppress me, or do you think that your 'skill' can make me retreat?"

After a moment of silence, the deep voice from before said, "Neither is right." ”

"I'm not so conceited as to think that your 'power' will not advance and retreat over the years, and I will definitely not be so arrogant as to think that 'skill' alone can stop you."

"Isn't your 'Dragon Fist' the nemesis of all 'skills' in the world?"

"What I have shown is my 'bottom line' today."

"With this as a boundary, I am willing to accompany Brother Ao to fight to the fullest, thinking that the apprentice will be rewarded for his rudeness."

Ao Fuqi laughed and said, "Oh, that means that if I use the power above the upper stage of the eighth pole, you will immediately retreat?" ”

The deep voice said, "Not bad." ”

Ao Fuqi laughed and said, "So, what else is there to say? ”

"It's better to be half-full than hungry, Brother Dahai, thank you!"

In the midst of the laughter, his right fist, which was still holding a fish, was swung out like lightning and slammed into the water balloon!

"The blue is immeasurable, the dragon is in the Eight Desolations!"

In the loud noise, the water ball, which was as big as a small mountain, was shattered by his punch, turned into thousands of water arrows, and shot out in a counterattack!

And the sea is immeasurable, but it is gone.

At the same time, Ao Fuqi snorted even more softly, turned around sharply, and at the same time as he turned around, his left fist was already clenched!

It's just that what he is facing is an "emptiness".

(How could he not be here?) )

Ao Fuqi, who is at the same level as Dahai Wuliang, already knew that the opponent's body was above him, and it was expected that he would counterattack at high speed.

It's just that the sea is immeasurable, but he is not behind Ao Fuqi!

Stunned for a moment, he was shocked to a little bit of blue water flying in the sky, and suddenly turned into a thin line of water and flew back upside down.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of waterlines as thin as a child's finger have bound Ao Fuqi's right arm!

Ao Fuqi roared angrily, and slammed his right arm, and there was a great earthquake when he landed, but he failed to break those waterlines.

"Dragon Warrior" Ao Fuqi's full force blow, even half of the mountain can collapse, but these waterlines, which seem to be blown away by blowing, he keeps shaking!

At the same time, in the whoosh sound, thousands of waterlines criss-crossed, coming and going like electricity, and the onlookers were not as good as their skills, and they had already seen that even their eyes were going to be spent, but where could they see whether the battle situation was good or bad?

And when everything finally quieted down, the battle situation seemed to be clear, but the expressions of the participants were a little strange.

Ao Fuqi, whose face was full of disdain, his arms and legs were bound by countless waterlines, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem to have the upper hand.

The sea stood behind him, back to back, very close, but there was no joy on his face.

At some point, he had put on four swarthy iron rings on his wrists and ankles, and thousands of waterlines that were firmly holding Ao Fuqiqi were all connected to the iron rings.

Yun Chongbo said in his heart: "Strange? How can it be so easy to tell the winner? ”

To know. The sea is immeasurably solid and is the hero of the people, the first hegemon in the north, but as one of the eight poles of heaven and earth, the "Protector of the Martial King" and "Dragon Warrior" Ao Fuqi, no matter what, should not be defeated so easily.

And when he found that when many people had begun to show joy on their faces, Sha Ruxue and the others didn't even dare to move, and still knelt on the ground obediently, Yun Chongbo was even more firm in his judgment.

(This battle is far from over...)

Ao Fuqi let out a long sigh of relief, flexed his arms a few times, and shrugged his shoulders again.

"This is 'quicksand', right?"

The sea said immeasurably: "Yes." ”

Ao Fuqi muttered, "Yes, it's really good. ”

"Ring quicksand, the Heavenly Divine Soldier, sure enough, it is worthy of its name..."

As soon as he said a word, there was an uproar around him.

Yun Chongbo's chest shook violently, and he thought, "Circulating quicksand? It's actually a Heavenly Divine Soldier?! ”

Then he thought, "It's strange that he got the upper hand so easily." ”

The sea Wuliang whispered, "I'm ashamed." ”

Ao Fuqi smiled lazily: "What's polite?" ”

"It is rumored that the Yuan Spirit who dominates the quicksand is a water worm, which can control water the most, and it can be said that it complements each other in the hands of you, the strongest person in the world."

"And now, I really want to know, when you have this divine weapon that can strengthen your strength close to one percent, and still only use the power of the upper eighth level, can I break through your 'Ten Thousand Waters Returning to the Sect', which is already approaching the ninth level of power realm?"

Dahai Wuliang's face changed: "Old Ao, don't...", but, halfway through speaking, his voice was drowned out by a clear and long roar like a dragon.

"East China Sea Dragon Jin, Dragon Emperor is immortal!"

The sound of bowing and clenching fists like firecrackers came from every joint of Ao Fuqi's body, and the already tense muscles swelled again, almost bursting.

And after a moment of shock, the sea is immeasurable, and it has regained his calm.

"Even so, I have no other choice."

"Horizontal knife water chain, come out..."

Ao Jialong Fist is the world's first fierce magic skill, the sea is immeasurable, if there is no quicksand to help, it is impossible to restrain it, and he understands better that if Ao Fuqi really goes all out regardless of damage, both will lose, that is the only ending, and instead of this, how about using the current benefits to get some "gains" first?

With a soft shout, the iron rings on his hands released several waves of faint blue light, which quickly swept towards Ao Fuqi's body along the waterline.

At this time, Ao Fuqi was roaring angrily: "Break! ”

In the midst of the loud shouts, those waterlines trembled like withered grass in the wind.

In just a moment, the waterline was already nineteen cracks, but the blue light had already swept in front of Ao Fuqi.

After a small crackling sound, the waterline exploded, and the droplets splashed like mist, but at this time, the blue light had arrived.

When you encounter blue light, the water mist changes suddenly!

Every drop of water is rapidly expanding, thinning, and connected in one place, and in the blink of an eye, the fog is no longer fog, but thousands of light blue knives as thin as cicada wings.

Almost at the same time as Ao Fuqi shattered the water chain, the chain had turned into a knife, and before he could move, thousands of water knives were already like thirsty crows throwing themselves into the spring, flying and slashing at him!

"Broken!"

roared again, Ao Fuqi actually shattered the water knife into foam with his body, and in the blue foam flying, Ao Fuqi's figure was covered again.

After a short period of chaos, everything returned to calm, Ao Fuqi didn't make any moves, just quietly escaped in the blue mist, the sea was immeasurable and expressionless, his hands were clasped in front of his chest, still with his back to the blue mist, and he didn't look back. After a few moments, the onlookers could not suppress their curiosity and whispered.

The battle situation is changing rapidly, making people dizzy, not to mention judging the situation, that is, to see the battle situation clearly, for most people, it is simply "impossible". And even the few people whose vision can barely keep up with the movements of the two are limited to understanding the actions of the two "suitable talents", and it is difficult to grasp even what is "happening", let alone predicting what will happen "below".

Yun Chongbo and Hua Shengrong don't have the ability to see clearly, but Hua Shengrong will mess around, seeing that Yun Chongbo is obviously unknown, Xiao Wenshuang's face is also indifferent, so he coughed lightly and said in a low voice: "Virtuous nephew, according to what the uncle saw, although this old gentleman was beaten repeatedly, he was not really injured, but the one..." The tone was cold, and Hua Shengrong was choked immediately.

If you talk about the benefits of eyesight, among the many juniors here, at most one Jinluo brain can be slightly compared to Xiao Wenshuang, she can rank first among the nine generals of Tianmen with a height that is not as tall as the weak crown, and she relies on more than Zhang Nanjian's support. Just now, she was the only one who could see the only "meaningful" detail in the blue mist, and even Jin Luo Brain couldn't do it.

When the waterjet burst and dissolved the fog, there was a red light in the blue, but the red light, which was smaller than a speck of dust, lasted for a shorter time than the moment of electric lightning. After a flash, everything is blue again, and there is nothing out of the ordinary.

(Ao Fuqi is only afraid that he has been injured, but how is the injury?) What should I do? )

(If now, if you take advantage of the confrontation between the two of you to take Gongzi to grab the horse and leave, it will only attract the attention of the Xiang people, on the Pingchuan River outside the city, no one can escape the pursuit of the cavalry, but, if you wait like this, if Ao Fuqi is injured more seriously than I imagined, I am afraid that the sea will soon launch the strongest attack, with my current strength, I can't even deal with the Yueshi Hook, let alone teach Ao Fuqi, how can this be done...)

In fact, in Xiao Wenshuang's view, Dahai Wuliang is a foreign chieftain, and the three disciples seem to have old grudges with Yun Chongbo, and they should definitely be classified as "great enemies", but on the other hand, Ao Fuqi is not a "friendly army": the Ao family in the East China Sea has always been one of the pillars of the Taizheng Dynasty, and the grudge with the Taiping Dao has accumulated thousands of years of blood feuds, and he has clearly expressed his "hostility" and "strategy" in Fang Cai's speech. Although it is said that Yixia is righteous, Xiao Wenshuang will also join hands with Ao Fuqi if necessary, but the ideal situation is that the two of them fight until they are both defeated, and if they don't have such "good luck", they must first come up with a way to keep the two of them leaving safely.

Xiao Wenshuang has always been in the past, she will only base her grasp on her "strength" and "arrangement" when dealing with any problem, and never hope to be "lucky", but now, she has a strong desire for a "miracle" to happen.

"Whew..."

A long gasp sounded from the blue mist, taking a deep breath, and after each breath, the blue mist faded a few bits. It's only been a dozen breaths, and Ao Fuqi's appearance can be seen clearly.

The clothes on his upper body were all in tatters, showing a strong physique that did not match the old face, Ao Fuqi lowered his head slightly, still facing the sea immeasurably, and did not turn around.

… At least, outwardly, there are no visible wounds.

(How, exactly?) )

There is no way to judge the situation, everyone's heart hangs high, and it is not what it feels like. Xiao Wenshuang Yun Chongbo was of course worried, Jin Luo Nao and the others were also not happy, although the sea was immeasurable, but the three of them all knew that the masters of this level were fighting, and they only had to be careless, and the victory or defeat would be reversed. In the past fifteen years, "Dragon Warrior" Ao Fuqi has always been considered to have the strongest "power" in the world, although everyone also says that among the eight extremes of heaven and earth, he is the weakest person in "wisdom". However, this is like hunting in the wild, although the monkey's wisdom is far higher than that of a giant bear, but no hunter is willing to exchange the monkey's claws on his body for the paws of a giant bear.

"Suck..."

With a long inhalation into his body, Ao Fuqi sucked up all the remnants of the blue mist around his body, and then exhaled deeply a few times, and Fang said slowly: "The sea." ”

The sea was expressionless, and he clasped his fists with both hands and said, "Brother Ao, please." ”

Ao Fuqi smiled slightly and said, "Okay." Suddenly, the ground looked up to the sky and roared, the sound was like a dragon's groan, and the four fields were shaken.

In the long whistle, Xiao Wenshuang only felt that his heart was slightly shaken, secretly frightened, busy silently using Xuangong, guarding the spiritual platform is clear, and is thinking: "Although his whistle is majestic, it is not forced to decide, it seems that there is no intention of fighting to the death, but it is strange..."

When he looked back in a hurry, Xiao Wenshuang had already found that Yun Chongbo was gone!

"What are you doing...!"

The frightened and anxious cry came from afar, Ao Fuqi was obviously going very fast, when the word "you" was called out, it was only fifty steps away, clearly recognizable, but when the word "shi" came, it was already very small, at least more than 100 steps away.

(Childe!) )

Her eyes were about to split, Xiao Wenshuang only felt that she was burning inside, and before she could think deeply, she had already flown up, her body turned into a cold light, and chased Ao Fuqi away.

Seeing the two of them leave one after another, the sea had a blank expression, and there was no movement, and the three of Yue's Gou and the others were the only ones who looked at him, and they would not stop each other.

It wasn't until even Xiao Wenshuang's figure was completely invisible that the sea Wufang sighed and said slowly: "Go back to the camp." The voice was not endless, the figure was long gone, Yue's Gou Jin Luo looked at each other, they were bored, shook their heads slightly, and turned away, but Sha Ruxue rolled her eyes, suddenly flashed out, blocked in front of a person, and said with a smile: "You can't go." Before the words fell, the man had already fallen to the ground, and the whole person trembled like chaff, it was Hua Shengrong.

(What the hell is he trying to do?!) )

While chasing with all her might, Xiao Wenshuang tried to control the state of mind that was approaching "chaos" due to "fear", restore tranquility, and try to find a "reason" for Ao Fuqi's "behavior".

(He couldn't have known the secret of the "undead"!) So, why is he? )

His heart was like numbness, and in a trance, Xiao Wenshuang seemed to go back to the past, returned to the deep stone cave, and sat down with his head down. On the opposite side of her, the crane-haired and childish-looking, as if the fairy Zhang Nanjin had just slowly opened a cup of stone milk and drank it warmly in the palm of his hand, smiling, talking to Xiao Wenshuang about the general trend of the world, the Quartet is strong.

Hazy, he smiled and said: "Among the 'Eight Extremes of Heaven and Earth', Ao Fuqi is the only one who always acts with 'intuition', because he is simple by nature and likes to be direct, he simply does not have enough 'patience' to think and arrange, and at the same time, he has the absolute power that can be called the 'strongest' among the Eight Extremes of Heaven and Earth, and it is precisely because of this that he has become the one that no one wants to provoke among the Eight Extremes of Heaven and Earth. ”

"Because, no one wants to deal with a beast that can't be 'predicted', because, no one knows, this beast will suddenly attack and take your kindness as a war letter."

"So, ten years ago, when he himself chose to 'fall asleep', Yuntai, Dragon Tiger, Taiping... Even the imperial capital, on every side, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. ”

…。

(I can't 'predict', but I have super 'power'...) Indeed, this is the most headache opponent...)

Smiling bitterly at herself in her heart, the current Xiao Wenshuang has fully understood this sentence, through a way that she doesn't like and doesn't want at all.

(However, this feeling... That's nice. )

Of course, I don't like this kind of anxious and unsettled feeling, Xiao Wenshuang's feelings are directed at his own heart, where, in a corner that Xiao Wenshuang can't grasp for the time being, an old man who has long passed away is still living peacefully, and as in the past, whenever Xiao Wenshuang's heart is "confused" and "confused", he will smile and slowly narrate it with a gentle and patient attitude.

Why? Xiao Wenshuang didn't understand it herself, she only knew that since that day, there seemed to be an extra "memory" in her heart, a memory that belonged to Zhang Nanjian, and a memory that contained a lot of extremely valuable information.

In normal times, Xiao Wenshuang couldn't interpret these memories, but whenever she was confused, when she was confused, that thing would appear in her mind, and as it is now, some useful "information" would be released and provided to her.

… It feels like Zhang Nanjian, he still lives in Xiao Wenshuang's heart in some way.

Running fast, Xiao Wenshuang faintly felt that above his back, in the void, Zhang Nanjin was smiling, looking at himself, looking, this he appreciated and valued the most, this heir he regarded as his daughter...

(Real person...) Don't worry, I will definitely achieve the dream of "Taiping"...)

Taiping Dao is good at spells, and there is no unique secret in light body kung fu, but Xiao Wenshuang refined the water system spells, and managed to combine them with the dancing sky technique, and practiced a very fast body technique: I saw that her whole body was suspended in the air at a height of two feet, and dozens of palm-sized blue ice cubes floated in front of her, divided into two rows and spread forward, each piece was one zhang apart, Xiao Wenshuang kicked every foot, that is, broke an ice, entered a zhang, and the front rotated to regenerate an ice, if it was a cycle, Xiao Wenshuang was like stepping on two columns of high-speed rolling tracks. Rushing forward like lightning, looking from a distance, I can only faintly feel that there seems to be a blue cold light rolling through the air, where can I see people clearly?

Although Ao Fuqi went fast, his kung fu was masculine and domineering, flying sand and rocks along the way, trees and trees were broken, Xiao Wenshuang chased after him, and he was not worried that he would chase people away.

(Can you still walk all the way back to the Dragon Heavenly Castle in the East China Sea like this?!) )

Although her skills are far inferior to Ao Fuqi, Xiao Wenshuang is very confident in her body style, which Zhang Nanjin named "frost shoes", in her own estimation, at most two hours, she should be able to catch up with Ao Fuqi, who is still a person in her hand.

She didn't know that when she was chasing with all her might, there was a pair of eyes staring at her coldly in the distance.

(Good guy, this kind of body, perhaps, will be faster than my "fire sweep", maybe it...)

The person who peeped at Xiao Wenshuang was extremely tall and thin, with a white belt densely wrapped around his head, wrapped from the top to the neck, revealing only two shining eyes, and his hands and neck were also densely wrapped with ordinary white belt.

When Xiao Wenshuang's figure disappeared, the person's figure also turned into a red wind, sticking to the ground, rolling in the direction of the two of them, so fast that it was inseparable from Xiao Wenshuang's "frost shoes".

(It's just that, King Wude, what kind of fame is he doing?) )

(How the traces gradually faded, strange...)

Chasing dozens of miles away, when entering a stone forest, Xiao Wenshuang unexpectedly found that the traces in front of him were much weaker, as if Ao Fuqi deliberately slowed down his body when passing here.

(With his strength, it's impossible to start feeling tired right now, be careful...)

The two chased and chased, walking in a straight line, had already deviated from the road, and gradually broke into the desert, this stone forest is at the edge of the desert, it is already a waterless place, there will be no grass, trees, birds and beasts, there are only a thousand or so craggy strange stones, all of which are several zhang high or even dozens of zhang, there are dark yellow, there are blue-black, the forms are also different, scattered in all directions, and there seems to be an order in the staggered, such as the toys left by the emperor's play.

… In the mouth of the Xiang people, this stone forest is called "Yihai Erjian", which is expressed in Xia language, which is the meaning of "the place of the immortal heavenly ball play".

To rise to a place more than ten zhang high to chase the enemy, for the current Xiao Wenshuang, the consumption is too great, and to completely bypass this stone forest covering an area of dozens of acres, it is too delayed, and it is more likely to lose the traces of Ao Fuqi, in desperation, Xiao Wenshuang had to slow down and enter the forest.

"Bump!"

(Oops...)

It was too late to react, and with a little vague consciousness, Xiao Wenshuang fell softly and leaned over the sand.

Next to her, at the foot of a pillar of stone mountain, Ao Fuqi was expressionless, and slowly withdrew the second finger that had just been stabbed on Xiao Wenshuang's right temple.

(Hmm!) )

His eyes were wide open, but he couldn't say a word, and he couldn't move, and Yun Chongbo, who was firmly bound by an invisible force to Ao Fuqi's side, could only watch Xiao Wenshuang fall, unable to do anything.

Looking at Xiao Wenshuang who fell to the ground, Ao Fuqi pondered for a while, Fang turned his head, looked at Yun Chongbo, and said lightly: "Why can't you break free?" ”

(？？？ )

(Why can't I break free, should the fuck ask me?) Isn't it because of you?! )

The cloud rushing wave that was already three feet high in his heart suddenly encountered this brainless inquiry, and his anger was even stronger, but he couldn't move, so he could only try to open his eyes rounder, and wanted to express his "anger" with his eyes.

Speaking of which, among all the people today, the most inexplicable bento is him, until this moment, he still doesn't know what the old man in front of him looks decrepit and aging, but also strong and inexplicable.

(Well, he seems to have reported his name just now, what's his name...)

Regretting Fang Cai's "negligence" in his heart, Yun Chongbo suddenly thought again: "By the way, that guy in Danshan that day was also very strong, and his actions are so inexplicable, could it be that after being a person is strong to a certain point, his brain will gradually deteriorate, and his work will begin to be inexplicable?" ”

As if he hadn't seen Yun Chongbo's "reaction" at all, Ao Fuqi frowned tightly and said, "Answer me, why?" ”

"Why, you, who know how to use the 'Golden Thunder Shock', can't even break through the 'White Silence' that I have only used half of my strength?"

(Golden Thunder Quake?) White Silence? What did he say, what did he say?! )

At this time, Yun Chongbo had begun to faintly guess that the intention of the old man in front of him was probably related to the "punch" that he had bombarded and broke the army, but he didn't know that he was using the dragon fist known as the "first fierce one", and he didn't know that the person in front of him was "Dragon Warrior" Ao Fuqi, he still had no way to guess, let alone answer.

Looking at Yun Chongbo's reaction, Ao Fuqi's heart was also full of "confusion" and "anxiety".

Now he should still be asleep, because, unlike other strong people, he has never had the "patience" to help him "wait" and "endure", and he has never been too lazy to do any long-term "arrangement" and "thinking".

Ten years ago, after being forced to agree to the "Xuanwu Covenant", when the rest of the strong people were using this opportunity to "save" or "arrange", he was angry and irritable because he could no longer "enjoy" the battle, and finally chose to sleep.

With his strongest strength, he used the "White Fist" in the Dragon Fist against his body, sending himself into a deep sleep, and in his calculations, after ten years, when the "agreement" was broken, he would wake up and be free, to give full play to his power, and fully satisfy his "heart for martial arts" that surpassed everything.

How can it be considered as good as the sky, in the battle of Jinzhou, Yun Chongbo stepped on the torrent of time, and mastered the "Golden Fist" in the Dragon Fist, and used it, the moment the army was killed, the kind of indescribable induction that was so wonderful that it woke up Ao Fuqi, who was thousands of miles away, from his long sleep.

After fully sobering up, Ao Fuqi was extremely confused about his feelings, so he used his own blood as a medium to verify his feelings through some methods that had been passed down by the Ao family for thousands of years, and after confirming it, he fell into great shock.

Dragon fist, rumored to be created from the "god world" martial arts, for four thousand years has been regarded as the world's strongest first martial arts, so are the treasure of the Ao family, only the head of the family can practice completely, although as the backbone of the Ao family, the "Nine Dragons" can also be practiced according to the convention, but it is only limited to the weaker orange blue, blue, green and purple five styles, absolutely no chance to learn the most powerful "red gold, black and white" four punches, in other words, through normal channels, it is impossible for anyone in this world to master the "Golden Fist" without Ao Fuqi's approval The know-how. Therefore, after confirming it, Ao Fuqi immediately put everything down and came west alone to find out what made him "uneasy".

Relying on the innate wonderful feeling of the Ao family, he quickly found Yun Chongbo, and witnessed him use the dragon fist in the melee of Shicai, and he was overjoyed, so naturally he would not give him a chance to escape. And Xiao Wenshuang, who was in a hurry to catch up, was extremely annoying in his eyes, if he hadn't seen that she and Yun Chongbo seemed to be very close, he was afraid that there would be something to ask, and he would have already pointed her out, with his supreme skills, and with the secret attack, there were three Xiao Wenshuang in one place, how could he beat his fingers?

However, now, Ao Fuqi is very annoying.

I couldn't get anything useful from Yun Chongbo's mouth, and I felt an extremely "weird" and "almost "dangerous" feeling in him, and the anxious Ao Fuqi couldn't hold it back, and he wanted to kill him here, and he was a hundred.

And if it weren't for the fact that he also sensed another aura from Yun Chongbo's body at the same time, he would probably have already done it.

That feeling, for him, was familiar... At the same time, it was also impossible for him not to worry.

If anyone else in the Eight Extremes of Heaven and Earth was there, this kind of reason would not be able to stop them, but, on the contrary, Ao Fuqi, he is a person who has never been lazy to "think" and has always relied on "intuition" to act.

… can't get what he wants, and he can't act according to his own desires, this contradiction makes Ao Fuqi more and more annoyed.

Finally, he made up his mind.

(That's not it, boy, I can't help it, the last chance, if it really doesn't work, you two, just accept your fate...)

With a low sigh, Ao Fuqi shook his head, stretched out his right hand, pressed it on the stone mountain next to him, closed his eyes, and didn't speak again.

(Uh, what is he doing here, wants to sleep?) However, it seems that there are only horses and donkeys to sleep standing up...)

Thinking wildly, Yun Chongbo didn't forget Xiao Wenshuang who was lying on the ground, but he couldn't lower his head and turn around, so he could only try to turn his eyes to the side to look at her.

On the ground, Xiao Wenshuang was still lying quietly, although she was motionless, her slightly undulating chest showed a "fact" that Yun Chongbo could temporarily rest assured.

(Well, it's good that she's not dead, and in this way, this old guy isn't that ruthless...)

Having seen the immeasurable earth-shattering battle between Ao Fuqi and the sea, Yun Chongbo would no longer be stupid enough to think that Xiao Wenshuang could take Ao Fuqi's punch. She is not dead, and the only possibility is that Ao Fuqi's men show mercy.

(Wenshuang herself said that this old guy would kill her, but looking at him, there is actually no malicious intent, there is no intention of killing indiscriminately, will he survive with him for a while, and let us go...)

Thinking of this section, Yun Chongbo's heart was slightly settled, and he suddenly thought again: "The skin that smells the frost is tender and tender, lying on the sand like this, the wind does not stop, it is really a waste..." ”

On the desert, the rapid wind does not stop all seasons, dry and severe, the wind with a large amount of flying sand is one of the most ruthless guardians in the desert, at this time it is already deep in winter, the wind has no summer kind of blowing face and standing dry, the terrible heat of the people, but the dry cold, and the flying sand in the wind, is still a headache for all travelers, Fang Cai Yun Chongbo was carried by Ao Fuqi under the threat of running wildly, I don't know how much sand I have eaten, my heart has already cursed, after entering the stone forest, affected by the terrain, the wind is slightly slow, but it still blows endlesslyBut now, Yun Chongbo suddenly found that the wind had stopped!

(It's...)

was restrained by Ao Fuqi in an unknown way. Yun Chongbo couldn't turn his head, he could only look in front of him, and in that direction, about twenty zhang away, was the edge of the stone forest, and the howling wind kept rolling, bringing a large amount of sand and gravel into the stone forest.

But now, the wind has stopped.

In the place where Yun Chongbo could see, the wind was still bringing the sand and gravel in the direction of the stone forest, but on the boundary of the stone forest, all the sand and gravel, all the wind, were still, frozen in the air and did not move, with the accumulation of wind, slowly, a sand wall was built in the air, blocking the boundary of the stone forest.

(What is this...)

Suspicious, Yun Chongbo had discovered that not only there, but also in the stone forest he could see, all the "movement" had stopped, there was no "flow" of the wind, no "sliding" of sand, and even the "shadow" born from the big sun wheel was still on the ground as if it had been glued, and never moved again.

(day...)

Opening his eyes, Ao Fuqi looked at Yun Chongbo, shook his head, and suddenly said, "This is the 'White Fist'." ”

"'White Silence, Dragon Seals the Six Realms', among the nine types of dragon fist, this style has the strongest 'sealing' effect. After truly grasping its essence, not only people, but also wind, water, and sunlight can be sealed, separated from 'time', and fall into eternal silence. ”

"To break it, you must have 'super' strength, or the most top-notch spell cultivation, and you don't have any of these."

"But you have to break it."

(Why?) Why should I? )

couldn't open his mouth at all, Yun Chongbo could only try to express his thoughts with his eyes, but Ao Fuqi closed his eyes again and ignored him.

(What a strange old man, inexplicably saying a bunch of things he doesn't understand, Dragon Fist, that name seems a little familiar...) Wait, what's going on?! )

Xiao Wenshuang, who was lying quietly on the ground, had some strange changes compared to Fang Cai.

His eyes were still closed, but his chest was rising and falling more and more rapidly, and his face was gradually flushed, a phenomenon that was no stranger to Yun Chongbo.

(At the beginning, in Danshan, that Ben or something, also used to be like this, this is...)

Suddenly understood, Yun Chongbo's face changed greatly, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't speak, he would have already exclaimed.

(Living wind, it's living wind!) The power of the Dragon Sealing Six Realms has even sealed the living wind! ）

Having experienced the soul tiger of Danshan, Yun Chongbo clearly knows that if there is no living wind, no matter how strong a person is, he will not be able to hold on, not to mention that Xiao Wenshuang is still injured and has not healed?

(Again, Wenshuang, she'll die, no, I'm going to help her, but, but... What should I do? ）

Looking at Yun Chongbo coldly, Ao Fuqi said: "Between the nine-style dragon fists, there is a relationship between life and restraint, just like the truth that water can extinguish fires and gold can break wood. ”

"Unleash your 'Golden Thunder Shock', and if you succeed, the power of the dragon will destroy the power of the dragon seal and save your men."

"And if you can't, boy, get ready and say goodbye to him!"

(！！！ )

(Fuck, can I use it if I want?) Old bastard! )

Yun Chongbo couldn't stop scolding in his heart, but he also saw that Ao Fuqi was obviously a person who would not change his determination lightly, and for the sake of Xiao Wenshuang, he had to do his best to try to recall and reproduce that punch.

(First the waist, then, then...) That's right, that's it! )

(Golden thunder, dragon soaring!) )

Silently shouting from the bottom of his heart, Yun Chongbo exerted his strength to the maximum, and for a moment, he was already feeling the familiar heat and madness gushing from his arm.

However, the next moment, the golden dragon in the memory did not come out with its head held high. Instead, there was a sharp pain, a tearing pain like that of being bitten by a beast. The pain was extremely strong, almost the pain of being eaten by the sea that day, Yun Chongbo, who was not on guard, immediately turned pale, if it wasn't for the fact that his body was still sealed by Ao Fuqi, he would have already rolled to the ground.

(What's going on...)

"That's right."

As if he could hear Yun Chongbo's thoughts, Ao Fuqi stared at him and said, "This shows that in your body, there is no authentic Tianwu Dragon Strength of my family at all." ”

"No one can wield a true Dragon Fist except through that unique power, and even if you know some of the tricks of Dragon Fist Luck like you, it's impossible."

"If you act reluctantly like that, you will only hurt yourself."

"So, you're not qualified to use the Dragon Fist."

"So, you're no longer eligible for my 'attention.'"

"Your men will die soon, and you, you can live."

"After twenty-four pairs, the fist power is self-extricating."

"Boy, if you can live out this desert, remember today's lesson, and when your strength is not enough, don't try to climb that higher mountain..."

Saying coldly, Ao Fuqi turned around and wanted to leave.

(Fuck, old bastard...)

How could he not sit back and watch Xiao Wenshuang die silently like this, and he was extremely resentful of Ao Fuqi's contempt, Yun Chongbo tried his best, wanting to gather the last bit of strength and make a last fight, but, as Ao Fuqi said, the consequence of hard work is just to taste the pain like being bitten again, and large beads of sweat gushing out from his head in vain, but Yun Chongbo can't do anything.

(Woo...)

Silently screaming, Yun Chongbo's body was not free from the spasm of the Lord, trembling, Ao Fuqi, who heard this movement, stopped, glanced back, but didn't say anything, the look on his face was like a "disdain".

(Bastard...) What are you proud of! )

(What martial arts, what dragon strength, what hazy fists, fuck, I don't believe in this evil.) )

(… Moreover, I am an extraordinary person, I am an "immortal", I am "rushing to the sea"! )

Suddenly remembering his other identity, Yun Chongbo's spirit was greatly lifted, and suddenly he added a little fighting spirit and a little confidence.

(… But so what? )

With a little frustration, Yun Chongbo admitted to himself the fact that he had no way to use the "fact" that he was said to have been living in the sea all along.

In fact, since leaving the stone chamber, Yun Chongbo has never given up his efforts to study the secret of the sea, but it backfired, not only could he not get the power from the sea as legendary, but he was no longer able to do the original kind of reaction to the sea with his mind, although he was extremely confused Although he discussed the experiment with Xiao Wenshuang many times, he was always unable to think about it.

At this moment, the sea is no different from an ordinary simple knife, and it is precisely for this reason that in the battle of the horse market, he will not use it even if he is in danger, because, for him who is not familiar with knife techniques, it is meaningless at all.

(Hateful, if I could have the same strength as I did when I went to sea...)

Inadvertently, Yun Chongbo has galloped out of the sky again, in a trance, he seems to see the silver hair flying in the sea, carrying a lonely knife, facing Hanhai, surrounded by thousands of murderers, but he doesn't know, he only cares about asking himself!

Ask the heart, ask the sea, ask the sky!

What is the salvation of the world?! What is the way to peace?

In the haze, Yun Chongbo can still perceive the feelings contained in the heart-rending question: excitement, sadness, self-confidence, confusion, enthusiasm, gloom, determination, struggle, dreams...

Ambition is difficult to pay, the sky is not successful, the earth is not allowed, people do not follow, repeated defeats, repeated defeats and repeated battles along the way, suddenly see the road ahead is blocked, look back in shock, but see, it is already the water is exhausted, people become yesterday.

So, Fang You, that knife!

It's hard to pay, go to the sea, and be a hero!

Open the way in the dead, expand the plan in the unplanned, and break the game in the dead!

Because there is something to chase, it cannot be abandoned; Because I have a dream, I can't memorize it; Because of some persistence, you can't help but send it, you can't help it!

It is difficult to pay, rather than go to the sea, it will be thousands of miles, the clouds and the sky will look at each other, and the iron heart of the hero will never be abandoned!

In a trance, Yun Chongbo suddenly saw the sea turn around, and scolded angrily.

There is no dead end in the world, only the road of self-destruction; There is no defeat in the world, only those who bind themselves!

In a trance, Yun Chongbo's complexion changed greatly, only to feel that the top yang bones were open, the ice and snow were falling, and for a while, he forgot the pain on his body and was cowardly.

(If I give up, I will die when I smell the frost, and if she can sacrifice her life to save me, how can I abandon her?!) )

If it is difficult to pay, it is better to go to the sea, but you can't accept it!

In the turmoil of his mind, Yun Chongbo suddenly felt that the temperature in his waist changed sharply, suddenly like a burning fire, and suddenly like cold ice against his skin.

Although he didn't bow his head, he also knew that in that place, a faint blue light must have risen from the close-knit sea sword.

(Come on, come on...)

Roaring in his heart, Yun Chongbo was ready for the coming "pain", and sure enough, immediately, the "heart-rending lung" that he had tasted in the stone cave surged into his waist again.

Gritting his teeth a few times, Yun Chongbo tried his best to hold the Lingtai Qingming, guiding and restraining the sharp pain that was in full swing, and walking towards his arm along a path he had tried four times.

(What kind of martial arts, what strength, the power of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers, but the "power of God"!) )

Then, that power exploded!

"Golden thunder, hidden dragon soaring!"

At the same time that he couldn't control himself and blurted out the eight characters, the golden light bloomed, and the long dragon shape collided from Yun Chongbo's arm, and disappeared in a whirl.

Like a thunderbolt, Ao Fuqi, who had already walked out of the stone forest, shook his whole body violently and turned back sharply!

For the time being, there seemed to be no change, but, then, at the edge of the stone forest, the sand wall that had been condensed to a thickness of three fingers suddenly collapsed!

The wind was strong, and the sand was involved, and the first to bear the brunt was Ao Fuqi, who had just turned around. He seemed to be so shocked that he didn't even react to the sand and gravel with a single thought, and let the sand and gravel roll him in and mix in the middle.

The wind was whistling, and it was very gratifying to hear it in the ears of Yun Chongbo.

(Okay, I made it!) It's a pity that I can't see it now, I don't know what happened to the frost...)

It's a shame to say, Yun Chongbo, who was excited because of his success, didn't immediately rush up to check on Xiao Wenshuang's situation, not because of his self-control, but because of his eyesight.

The hidden dragon soars, the thunder light appears, the golden light at that moment is actually the brilliance that can be compared with the beauty of the sky, and the cloud rushing waves without any defense, bear the brunt, and are suddenly stimulated to tears in their eyes, only to feel that there is a chaotic light in front of them flying around, and nothing can be seen.

(Fuck, why was it okay the first few times...)

Yun Chongbo naturally didn't know that the first time he punched in the stone room, the power of Taiping was still lurking in his body and protecting him, and the second time, he didn't have enough strength to exert the power of this punch, so naturally he would be fine, and the third time, the real punch was Ao Fuqi, he was just a prop that was "penetrated" by Ao Fuqi, and with Ao Fuqi's power to protect him, naturally he would be fine.

In fact, when the real "Golden Fist" was shot, there was no hidden danger of this kind of backlash, but Yun Chongbo had not formally practiced according to the Dragon Fist formula, and it was naturally impossible to fully exert it if the gourd came down, and the Dragon Fist was the strongest martial art in the world.

(Oh yes, I can see something...)

As soon as the golden fist was issued, the white fist was broken, and the cloud chongbo, who had regained his freedom, rubbed it vigorously and was still sore and crying, but he could already see a little bit of his eyes, and in the haze, he saw that Xiao Wenshuang seemed to have woken up and wanted to sit up from the ground.

"Boom!"

The sand and gravel collapsed, and Ao Fuqi strode over, striking with two fingers, knocking Xiao Wenshuang unconscious again.

"You..."

A voice that had turned hoarse from the pain had just come out. It had been cut off by Ao Fuqi's iron-hard voice.

"Excellent, outstanding. Boy, you have proven yourself. ”

"No matter how you learned the Dragon Fist, I don't want to pursue it anymore."

"Come with me, I will pass on your true dragon strength and complete dragon fist, and if you can satisfy me, boy, you will become my 'son' of Ao Fuqi, and the next generation of my 'East China Sea Ao family'..."

(What did he say?!) )

(Ao Fuqi?!) Donghai Ao family?! That, that's!! )

In shock, Yun Chongbo suddenly raised his head and looked at Ao Fuqi blankly.

Finally, he understood Ao Fuqi's identity. A being that is almost like a "god" to him.

A god-like being...

… In the past, Yun Chongbo also had fantasies like every ignorant child, like every young man. In his fantasy, he also thought that if he was born as the emperor's son, if he was born as a noble family, and if he was born as a young master, what would he be?

That is not disrespectful to Yun Dongxian, it is a step that every youth will experience.

Who hasn't fantasized?

Of course, like everyone, while fantasizing, Yun Chongbo also understood that this was just a "fantasy", so he was expressing "If I were a rich family, I would bring two horses, ride one, and watch one when I came out to hunt!" He never forgets to keep an eye on the prey in front of him and pick up the grain in front of him.

Fantasy is just fantasy, when youth is gone, when the blood is getting colder, when the things of "reality" and "survival" are approaching step by step, most people will put that thing, that "useless", and only "waste" energy or time where they should go.

Doing so is the "way of survival" to live in the "truth".

But what if one day someone suddenly comes to your door and tells you that he can fulfill your fantasy for you?

Will it be excited, will it be out of shape, will it be contemptuous, will it laugh?

At least, there were no cloud rushes.

He's just wooden.

Blank, his mind was blank, and he even closed his eyes.

(This, I finally understood, I was dreaming, I must be dreaming, I can't be wrong, when I open my eyes, this dream will wake up, I will find that I am still in Danshan, and soon my father will call me to go out to chop wood and load the car, and immediately, I will wake up...)

Of course, when Yun Chongbo opened his eyes, what he saw was not Yun Dongxian, but Ao Fuqi's old face that was almost the same as him, wooden, expressionless.

(Uh, such deep dreams, such deep dreams, I have to pinch myself...) Well, can't pinch? Sure enough, I was dreaming, I slept so well that I couldn't even move my hands...)

It wasn't until Ao Fuqi spoke again that Yun Chongbo woke up from his "sleep".

"But, of course, boy, if you want to be my heir, you will definitely have a lot of hardships to endure and a lot of things to do."

"And first of all, you have to learn how to let go of the burdens of the past on the way forward."

"Kill him."

Speaking ruthlessly, Ao Fuqi stretched out his left hand and pointed at Xiao Wenshuang, who had fallen into a coma again.

"This person definitely has something to do with Taiping Dao, and the people of the Ao family can't have these entanglements anymore."

"Kill him, let's go together, and when you return to the East China Sea, you will get stronger and more loyal subordinates."

Staring at Ao Fuqi in a daze, Yun Chongbo finally came back to his senses.

"You, you want me to kill her?"

didn't bother to answer again, Ao Fuqi just nodded coldly and looked at him.

Stunned, Yun Chongbo cast his eyes on Xiao Wenshuang.

The woman, the woman with whom he didn't know anything before January, who had nothing to do with him, the woman who had formed an obstacle to him and might hinder his future.

The woman was unconscious, unable to defend herself.

Yun Chongbo, what should he do?

Yun Chongbo is dreaming.

He knew he was in a dream, because, in reality, there would be no such vision.

Blood, lots of blood!

At a glance, the sky is blood-colored, the earth is blood-stained, and there is no other color as far as the eye can see, except for the shocking blood red!

The blood clouds cover the sky, so there is no sunlight, and the air that seems to be still is filled with an indescribable stench, a stench that can make people vomit, make people cry, make people tremble and shrink into a ball, make people want to cut their noses off, and wish they had never had a "sense of smell".

Here, it was a big city, the wide long street was enough for four horse-drawn carriages to drive together, and the many shops on both sides of the street were half burned and half destroyed, but in the embers and ruins, you can still see the prosperity of the old days, and you can imagine that in the past, when this city was still alive, there must be countless people living here, growing up here, and dreaming here.

And now, the city is dead, what about the people, the people?

… People, that's where the smell comes from.

The mountain of corpses piled up high, I am afraid that there will be tens of thousands of corpses to pile up, and I don't know how long it has been burned, the flames are still strong, and the smell is overwhelming.

At a glance, there are at least four or five corpses like this, and the distant vision, although blocked by houses and smoke, cannot be seen clearly, but the tall and strangely colored cigarette butts show in the clouds: in front of them, it is not the only place where the corpses gather.

In the house and on the street, there were many corpses scattered with different deaths: some were pierced from behind in the run; There are those who are lying on the ground with their feet gone, and their hands are still trying to reach forward to hold something; There was a half-lying on the counter, and the whole back was cut open to the bone; There are those who fall on their backs on the road, with only blood holes in their chests and their hearts and lungs removed; There were women who were naked, bloodied, and stabbed into a wooden stick; There were those who knelt on the side of the road, were cut off their shoulders and cut all the way to their waists... There are all kinds of them, and they are the legendary "eighteen layers of hell", and I am afraid that I will not see such a tragic situation.

On the face of every deceased, horror was written, hatred was written, and a kind of anger that did not brow its eyes was written.

(… Woo)

is not small, and he has a lot of knowledge, but Yun Chongbo still can't hold back that extreme nausea and disgust. I pressed my stomach with all my strength so that he didn't fall to his knees and vomit.

(What kind of place is this, so miserable, how can it be so miserable, how can I dream of such a place...)

(Why, there would be such a ruthless person, slaughtering the city like this, beasts, beasts...)

He is not an irritable person by nature, but witnessing such a tragic scene, Yun Chongbo only felt that the blood in his whole body was about to boil.

"Beast!!"

Categorically, the angry words suddenly sounded behind him, and when the startled Yun Chongbo turned around sharply, he saw that the long street was not ended, the city gate was open, and in the midst of the fireworks, a big man came out of the smoke and strode forward.

(Hey, he's a bit like Old Man Ao, but at least he's more than twenty years younger than him, is it his son?) )

The big man came very quickly, but he didn't seem to be able to see the cloud waves, and the clouds that had once been in the sea were naturally no longer strange.

(Alas, anyway, I'm a small spectator, and the protagonists can't see me wherever I go...)

"Lord Wang, please slow down!"

In the midst of the urgent cry, two figures broke out of the smoke, took a few turns, and flashed to the side of the big man, knelt on the ground, and the person on the left said quickly: "This place is sinister, the body of the prince is ten thousand gold, please be careful." ”

The big man snorted and said, "Get up." The two men answered.

The big man was dressed simply, only a coarse cloth robe, and both of them were dressed in general clothes, heavy armor, and swords and bows hanging from their waists, and they were not very old, only about twenty or thirty years old.

The sound of footsteps sounded again, but it was an extremely dense and regular sound of hooves, indicating that a large army of horses had arrived.

The big man took a long breath, his face calmed down slightly, and suddenly said: "Bixi, Pu Lao, you two stay here, destroy what should be destroyed, bury what should be buried, and prepare something to do things." ”

The man who was called "Bixi" agreed, but the man who was called "Pu Prison" hesitated, looked at the big man, and said, "Then, may I ask the prince, what are your plans when we prepare?" ”

The big man sneered and said lightly: "Blood debt and blood repayment." ”

"If you want to do something, you have to have some sacrificial things, right?"

"Fucking wilted dogs, since these things will never evolve from 'half-beasts' to 'humans', I will fulfill them and give them a 'death' like pigs and dogs..."

The two of them changed their faces at the same time, and when they were about to speak, they were stopped by the big man waving his hand and said, "I have made up my mind." ”

And said, "Don't persuade me, turn around and look at their expressions." ”

"If you think you can get them all to agree, come and talk to me again."

Where to say?

The army that poured into the city was originally an iron division with long-term training and strict military discipline, but when they first saw this scene, their reaction was no exception, and they all fell into "shock", and at that moment, they even forgot about the military discipline that was almost burned into their blood, and they were stunned.

Every face is full of hatred, and every face is full of longing.

The thirst for revenge!

In the face of such a military heart, although the two of them still have the intention to dissuade them, what can they say and how to say it?

In fact, if the two of them hadn't set foot in this city first because of the reconnaissance of the foreground, their reaction at this moment might not have been calm, at least, when they saw this place for the first time, their first reaction was to immediately draw their swords and chase after the enemy army that should not be far away.

When they hesitated, the big man had pulled a strong horse and turned over, and it was only then that the two men, who were responsible for protection, finally came to their senses.

"But, Lord Wang, our mission here is only to detect the enemy's situation, and it is not appropriate to fight lightly!"

"According to what we have explored before, although those wilters have divided their troops, there are at least nearly 10,000 people camped in the left vicinity, and we have only about fifty people in total, if we are discovered, we will not be in a good position."

"At least, let's try to get in touch with General Qi first, and then wait until our army comes up before making a claim?"

The big man only held the reins in his hand, did not look back, and said coldly: "What kind of king am I?" ”

Bi Xi was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "Protector Wude King." ”

The big man said, "Yes." Then he said no more, but with a clamp between his legs, the horse neighed, and galloped towards the gate on the other side.

Caught in the flames, his voice echoed through the chaos.

"It is my duty to protect the country, and I will not avoid death, if I see the enemy retreating, how can I have the face to eat this king?"

(Good, so happy, so heroic...)

Although the big man didn't talk much, it was like a gong and a big drum, the sound was magnificent, and the mallet went straight into his heart, Yun Chongbo listened to it on the side, and he also felt that the blood was boiling all over his body, and he really wanted to take a knife and hold a gun immediately, and shouted to go with him.

(A good man, what a good man, but how could I dream of these things?) )

(By the way, Dad seems to have said that about sixty or seventy years ago, the southeast coast was invaded many times by a maritime people called "Wilt", but didn't Dad say that as early as nearly twenty years ago, they disappeared and stopped making trouble...)

In a little doubt, Yun Chongbo faintly remembered that in the past, among the many old things in the army that Yun Dongxian told him, it seemed that there were some rumors similar to what he saw now...

(Phew, how did he get there so fast?) )

Seeing the big man beating the horse away, Yun Chongbo naturally didn't want to miss it, but how could manpower be better than horses? When Fang chased him out of the city, the horse was gone, and he was out of sight. The anxious Yun Chongbo looked around, but he saw that his eyes were full of devastation, where were there horses to be desired?

(Well, though, I'm supposed to be dreaming now, dreaming.) )

(In that case, if I want to have a horse, shouldn't I have a horse for me?) )

… As a result, Yun Chongbo found that in his dream, the world was really crazier than he imagined.

"Bump!"

"Stop, you stop me!"

"I want to be a horse, not you stupid cow!"

It's useless to bark, the five-colored cow that suddenly appeared, and the five-colored cow who ran wildly on Yun Chongbo's body seemed to be more nervous than him, step by step, step by step, and ran very fast, but he didn't fall, but he just couldn't fall, but he was pitiful of Yun Chongbo, like a grain thrown in a dustpan, rushing up and down, dizzy, and almost falling out of his sockets with two eyeballs, where he could see the road ahead?

(Mom, I was thinking about a horse just now, how could a cow come out?) I knew that I should have thought of a two-person sedan chair...)

"Shhhhh

"Whoosh!"

"Bump!"

(fuck...)

Rubbing his head stupidly, Yun Chongbo suddenly rushed from a rush to a sudden stop, threw him far away, and the five-colored ox that fell to the ground went from the owner to the ancestor, but soon, other things attracted his attention.

(Here, it's...)

Turning around, Yun Chongbo found that in front of him, there was a long ditch two feet deep, the bottom of the ditch was dense, buried with extremely sharpened bamboo sticks, on the other side of the ditch, there were antlers pierced to a height of one person, and the antlers of the long ditch stretched out in both directions, and it was impossible to see where the head was at a glance.

(Could it be that...)

Slowly straightened up and looked into the antlers, Rao is Yun Chongbo was so bold that he couldn't help but cover one hand in his mouth in order to suppress the exclamation that was about to burst out.

(Here, it's a big camp!) )

I saw that behind the antlers, it was a gate of about two zhang, and two rows of arrow towers were tied up on both sides of the gate, all of which were four or five zhang high. Beyond that, there was an endless line of triangular barracks of white and gray, and groups of ugly soldiers patrolling back and forth between the barracks. The clothes and hairstyles were completely different from those of the Xia people, the top of the head was completely shaved, only a ridiculously short pigtail was tied, and a square piece of hair was left on the forehead, which looked extremely eye-catching, like a row of upside-down winter turnips pasted on a piece of cooking cake.

(Is it so ugly, could it be that their ancestors were born to sell cooking cakes?) I want to stick it on my head, yes, it's about still radish filling...)

Occasionally, a few generals rode by, but their outfits were different: the helmets were not enough, but most of the helmets were inlaid with crescent-shaped iron plates, which were obliquely inlayed.

(These guys, probably all born as night thieves, take advantage of the moonlight, so they want to stick the moon on their heads, but they don't forget their roots, but if they are thieves, they have horses to ride, and they are really a little more bullish than those who sell cakes...)

(Well, looking at the size of this barracks, how can it be 'nearly 10,000 people'?) Even three or four 'nearly 10,000 people' can be put down, and how many ships should be needed to let so many people kill ashore? Do the border guards eat dry rice? Or is there a mole hooking up...)

In his thoughts, Yun Chongbo suddenly thought, "Huh? Why hasn't that brother arrived yet? It can't be that I got lost..."Suddenly I heard the sound of horses' hooves, and I came galloping from a distance, and when I looked back, it was the big man who had arrived.

In the barracks, the garrison has its own system, the big man was still a hundred steps away when he was found by the guards on the arrow tower, but these people are also stubborn, and they don't ask, that is, more than a dozen arrows will shoot over, but it is difficult to catch the big man, he waved his hand for a while, and he had already thrown the arrows down, and threw them back, injuring several archers. Above the arrow tower, he found that the comer was not trivial, and hurriedly waved the flag order, and saw two teams of soldiers hurrying out with their spears and squatting behind the antlers. At the same time, the speed and density of arrows have also increased considerably.

In the rain of arrows, the big man had broken through to a place only fifty or sixty paces away from the gate, and the defenders saw that it was not good, and shouted wildly, and also withdrew the antlers, and the two generals led a hundred or so foot soldiers to meet the attack. Set up the glaive and block the big man.

"Hmph..."

Look at the one who is about to crash into the formation, the big man suddenly exerts his strength with both feet, jumps out from the horse, like a dragon walking in the sky, and directly takes the first arrow tower on the left, although the two generals also changed their moves very quickly, and immediately drew their swords and jumped up, but they were finally one step too late!

"Orange Storm, Qianyuan Dragon Leap!"

The straight line was about sixty paces, and the height was nearly five zhang away, and the big man jumped to it, and the speed was so fast that many of the archers on the upper floor did not even have a chance to shoot arrows with bows.

And with him was the wind, which was born from his fist, as strong as a gale that stirred up the angry sea!

Rumble!

With a loud noise, dozens of archers in the garrison arrow tower were like dead grass and fallen leaves in the wind, rolling, screaming, flying out in all directions, until they were swept out more than ten zhang away, before they gradually landed, and a few people who were blown to both sides were even more castrated like cannons, and they actually crashed through several arrow towers in a row, and the momentum was still unwaning!

Later, I saw that the tall arrow tower made of pine wood with the thickness of the mouth of the bowl was like a plaything made of wooden chopsticks, slowly, decomposing, collapsing, and crumbling.

Rumble!

The broken trees fell to the ground one after another, and for a time the smoke and dust were huge, as high as several zhang, and the big man disappeared into the dust, and his figure was not visible for a while. The generals of the withered army also seemed to understand that those who came could not be taken lightly, and the soldiers were restrained to retreat and line up, and in the blink of an eye, a semicircular defense line had been laid on the three sides of the ruined building, and the soldiers were divided into three layers: the front row knelt with shields and knives, the middle row squatted and raised spears, and the back row stood with bows and arrows. It's all cold and shining, and it's very sharp. Behind each archer, there were hundreds of stragglers who were not in the middle of the formation, but only forked hands lined up behind the formation, each armed with a sword and a spear, just to fill the vacant positions in the formation. And there were more than a hundred men, who did not carry blades, but each of them carried a large bag, full of arrows, and stood behind the archers, for the purpose of supply. These soldiers were obviously extremely well trained, and the smoke and dust had not yet dissipated, and they had already fulfilled their responsibilities and surrounded the ruined building, and seven or eight people in the same shape stood in each corner of the circle, holding red flags, staring at the smoke and dust, just waiting for the big man to show his figure, and then react.

Although the incident happened suddenly, the battalion did not panic at all, except for five or six messengers who rushed to the central commander's camp to report, there was no reaction at all in the farther places.

(Good fellow, this soldier is so well trained...)

Secretly amazed, Yun Chongbo looked in the direction of the messengers, and saw a military tent that was slightly larger, prefixed with a golden chrysanthemum pattern, and said in his heart: "That's about the withered handsome camp..." Phew, do they deserve it too? It should be a group of snakes without a leader, and they will naturally disperse, otherwise, if there are really seven or eight thousand people surrounding such an elite soldier, they will be an iron man, and they will not be able to win..."

As the team heard the whistling, their faces changed in unison, and they shouted wow, and they saw that the archers were immediately raining arrows and shooting at the smoke and dust, but it was too late!

In the long whistle, a whirlwind surged out from the smoke and dust, and the one immediately stood up, shattered several barracks fences, and went straight in the direction of those messengers!

"Lord Sekihaku!"

The exclamations came one after another, and there were countless black-clad and masked guards who only showed their eyes like night thieves, and some of them cast ice and fire smoke, some of whom released flying knives and cross darts, some of whom swung their knives to meet them, and those who threw long ropes and stumbled, but they were all vulnerable, either blown away by the rapid wind, unable to move forward, or swept into the whirlwind, and then turned into a large mass of flesh and blood that was thrown far away, splashing in all directions.

"Bastard thing!"

In the splash of flesh and blood, the whirlwind rushed forward like a dragon, and it was less than ten zhang away from the handsome camp, and suddenly saw several white-robed swordsmen with open hair and open chests, each holding a narrow blade and a long knife, shouting and scolding to catch up, with sharp swordsmanship and fast body, showing that he was already a master in the army. Four more guards dressed like black-clothed guards before each rushed out with hooks and sickles, and did not speak, but only fired a series of hidden weapons, taking all the key points on the big man's body. These people were much stronger than the previous defenders, and in the chaotic sound of the gold and stone exchanges, the whirlwind was finally forcibly stopped. I saw that the big man was full of anger, standing high on top of a half-tilting barracks, but the dozen or so people did not dare to attack, but they each formed a defensive position with their swords, blocking between the big man and the handsome battalion. One of them held a knife in his right hand, pointed at the big man with his left, and shouted in an extremely stiff Xia language: "Wu Na barbarian, report your name!" ”

In the chaos, Yun Chongbo saw that the curtain behind the handsome tent suddenly lifted, as if someone had escaped, and he was in a hurry: "Ah, the leader of the wilted people is only afraid of slipping away..."

"Black Death Flame, Dragon Heaven Blood Xuan!"

…

"Childe, Childe?"

(… Who's calling me? )

"Childe, Childe?"

The voice of urgent and concerned calls finally slowly invaded Yun Chongbo's deep consciousness and woke him up.

(Oh, it seems, it seems, it's the sound of smelling frost, but this is there, why is she so worried calling me...)

In a daze, Yun Chongbo forced himself to open his eyes, but he felt that his eyes were blurry, he couldn't see things clearly, and he felt severe pain in his body, as if he had just run dozens of miles with a load.

(I'm so tired, I'm so tired, I really want to sleep a little longer, um...)

I only felt that my bones around my body were cracking, and I didn't want to open my eyes, Yun Chongbo said in a daze: "Don't, although you speak, let me sleep for a while..."

"Remember, the martial arts of Dragon Fist are different from other martial arts, and there is no martial art that can be faster and more powerful, but, at the same time, there is no good thing in the world that can be taken without losing."

"Practicing Dragon Fist, you will become stronger quickly, but you better remember two things."

"First, the power of the Dragon Fist has been passed on to the Ao family who have been protecting the country by me for generations, and since you have obtained it, you cannot escape the responsibility of protecting the country."

"If there is a change in the borderlands, even if you sacrifice your love and dreams, you must fulfill your responsibilities and protect this country."

"Second, compared to 'becoming stronger', what is more difficult about cultivating Dragon Fist is how not to 'weaken' yourself, if you don't understand this, you will pay a price in the future, a very, very big price..."

(Whew, I'm annoyed, why is the frost so wordy, can't you let me sleep for a while...) Well? However, the voice seems to be that of an old man...)

(Old man?) )

(Old man Ao?!! )

This surprise was really extraordinary, and when he landed, Yun Chongbo was full of sleepiness and disappeared without a trace, his eyes were wide open, and he jumped up!

And, when he found that he was lying on the ground, Xiao Wenshuang was kneeling beside him with a worried face, cutting his pulse for himself with one hand, pressing his forehead with the other, and when he carefully examined his face, it was too late.

"Collapse!"

The two of them hit their heads together, and if you look at them from the side, their faces are too close, so close that there is no distance at all, and it is completely a scene that usually only appears on men and women in love.

On the second day of December in the tenth year of Emperor Shaojing, at dusk, the desert stone forest. Yun Chongbo and Xiao Wenshuang lost their first kiss at the same time without psychological preparation.

Everything, fell into a dead silence, and both of them froze.

"Yikes!"

"Smack!"

"Bump!"

"Whoa..."

After losing her soul for a moment due to shock, Xiao Wenshuang used her actual actions to prove a fact: no matter how strong or smart she is, a woman, she is still a woman.

Screaming, Xiao Wenshuang retreated sharply, and at the same time threw out his right hand and slapped Yun Chongbo hard. Yun Chongbo, who had not yet come back to his senses, naturally didn't know how to dodge, and was immediately hit by Xiao Wenshuang and flew up diagonally, finally his luck, just crashed into a pile of gravel, only to hear a commotion for a while, his body had been buried more than half of the collapsed sand, but he still didn't come back to his senses, with a silly smile on his face, it looked like a fool who was sentenced to be buried alive because of the * attempt.

"Childe..."

“…”

"Childe..."

"Don't say it."

"But..."

"Don't talk about it, I don't think we'll talk about it again."

Covering the right side of his face, which was still bright red with five finger prints, Yun Chongbo said with a bitter face, working hard, and with an attitude that was already "very serious" compared to his past.

"But, Childe, I mean to say, when you were dug out of the sand by me just now, a hole was opened in the back of your pants, do you want to change it..."

"Uh, really?! Why didn't you say it earlier? ”

“…”

Let Xiao Wenshuang turn her back, Yun Chongbo hurriedly found one from the burden she spread out on the sand and replaced it, and then... The two fell silent again.

After a moment of panic, Xiao Wenshuang returned to her usual calmness and strength, dug Yun Chongbo out of the sand, woke up, and cleaned everything up, but in the process, she always kept her head down, and occasionally met Yun Chongbo's eyes, all of which were shocked, and immediately twisted away. Although Yun Chongbo was quick-tongued, he was also embarrassed at this time, and he had nothing to say, only one person sat in a daze, smiling bitterly in his heart.

(But, speaking of which, thankfully, now, if something like this happened a few days ago, she would have at least cut off her arm after beating me to apologize...) No, it's not good to say, there may be people who smell the frost and she will refuse to thank herself, think about it carefully, it's really dangerous...)

In the silence, Yun Chongbo suddenly remembered something, his whole body shook violently, and said: "It's not good, smell the frost, you run away, that old guy is going to kill you!" But seeing that Xiao Wenshuang had no reaction at all, his heart was even more anxious, and said: "What happened just now was that I was not good, I will apologize, but you must believe me, let's run away..."

In an instant, I saw Xiao Wenshuang's eyes flowing, and I didn't know what she was thinking, so she didn't give in, so she let Yun Chongbo hold her right hand Rouyi, but she didn't get up, and only said, "Childe, it's not necessary." ”

"If Ao Fuqi really insists on killing someone, it will be the rebirth of the Shangqing people, or Cangyue Mingsun can't be here, and it is impossible to stop him."

"And, he's gone."

"Gone, oh, but still... What did you say?! He's gone?! ”

His eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it, Yun Chongbo really couldn't believe that Ao Fuqi, who looked like it was smellier and harder than the stones in the pit, couldn't speak, couldn't communicate, and left like this.

(This, he didn't kill me, he didn't kill Wenshuang, he just left...)

(Didn't he just say...) What did he say? )

After all, he had just woken up and had just been hit hard, and Yun Chongbo was still a little groggy in his head, and for a while, he couldn't remember what had happened just now.

(Uh, just now, just now, what happened, will Wenshuang know something...)

However, unfortunately, in the face of Yun Chongbo's question, Xiao Wenshuang explained that she only woke up less than a moment earlier than Yun Chongbo, and when she woke up, Ao Fuqi had long since disappeared, leaving only a comatose Yun Chongbo on the ground.

(This, this old guy, sure enough, is even more inexplicable than I imagined...)

Grunting, Yun Chongbo slowly rubbed his head, and finally remembered something.

(Ah, by the way, he said he wanted to teach me his martial arts, and he wanted me to kill Wenshuang, at that time, how did I answer him?) )

(… Ah, when I think of it, I said to him with great righteousness: "If you do one unrighteousness and win the world, the benevolent will not do it." "I'd rather die here with Wenshuang than do such a scandalous thing, at that time, the old guy was very angry, his beard was cocked, and then, then, he punched me in the head, and then, I can't remember...)

(Fuck, I used to listen to Daddy Du tell legendary stories, as long as the male protagonist encountered those old monsters who made such unreasonable demands, he would reprimand them in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner, and then he could always move them or their daughters, granddaughters, and female apprentices to a mess, not only not to be used as a scandal, but also to make more than they promised... Fuck, why doesn't this old guy follow the story? Or is it that those stories were made up by Daddy himself...)

(Uh, but, finally, Wen Shuang and I didn't die here, it's already earned, as for what martial arts the old guy promised, look at him so inexplicable, don't be half crazy and half stupid like him after practicing, it's better to thank you, anyway, I'm an "immortal", according to what Taiping promised me, I can get stronger sooner or later... Uh, he's not going to shake me like Daddy Du, right? )

Although it was a mess, but finally tied up a mess in his mind, Yun Chong wavelength breathed a long sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "Anyway, I finally dealt with this matter, just left the uncle alone in those people, a little sorry for him, but he is almost cunning, he must be able to deal with it, anyway, I can't go back to the town to find him..." ”

When asked Xiao Wenshuang, Xiao Wenshuang didn't know, it turned out that when she woke up, Ao Fuqi was long gone, and only a few big bags fell on the ground, which contained dozens of clothes, old and young, men and women, all of them were rubbed together, and I don't know where they were snatched, and there were also some water bags and flint dry food and other supplies, all of which were also half-used, and those water bags actually had their own names on them, but only one was full, and there were two gold glands pressed on them. Xiao Wenshuang rummaged through a few of them that were similar to Yun Chongbo's stature, but refused to touch those women's clothes, and they were all left there untouched.

Yun Chongbo was stunned for a long time, and finally couldn't figure out what was going on.

(Well, the old guy is the only one who can do this, but why?) )

(Also, what's the use of these?) In this sea of sand, I don't even know where the road is, do I have to throw a shoe and look at the tip of the shoe to find the way? )

"Ahem, Childe..."

Following the direction indicated by Xiao Wenshuang, Yun Chongbo was stunned, and saw two strong horses that were tied to a big stone on his body, and he was also stunned and inexplicable, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"But what about the map?"

Before he finished asking, Xiao Wenshuang had already unfolded a piece of paper in front of him, although it was torn to only half of it, and it was still crumpled, but, at least, it had clearly marked the location of this stone forest and the nearest road.

(Well, I can't see that this old guy is so careful, but he doesn't look like him, does he still have a counselor or something...) But why does everything seem to have been snatched from someone else's hands? )

With many questions, the two of them identified the direction, got on the horse, and left here, but when they were about to walk out of the stone forest, Xiao Wenshuang suddenly stopped the horse, turned around, and slowly glanced at the stone forest again, his eyes were soft, and he actually had a little nostalgia.

"Hey, Wenshuang, did you lose something?"

Faced with Yun Chongbo's question, Xiao Wenshuang's reaction was unusual, she pulled the horse back suddenly, turned her face away from Yun Chongbo, and said, "No, it's nothing." "The legs are strengthened, and the horse has already been brought to the front of Yun Chongbo, and there is more than a horse body.

(Alas, inexplicable, woman, really inexplicable...)

Completely confused, Yun Chongbo shook his head, and hit his horse to catch up with Xiao Wenshuang.

"Ugh..."

It wasn't until the two of them were far away that a long and old sigh slowly sounded in the stone forest, and on the tallest stone mountain, the barrier disappeared, and an old figure appeared.

Yun Xiao's eyes had shrunk to become two small dots, Ao Fuqi's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a long time, he said, "You, do you think I'm old?" ”

As he spoke, the bandaged strange man who had been secretly spying on Xiao Wenshuang also quietly appeared on a shorter stone mountain, knelt down on one knee towards Ao Fuqi, and said respectfully: "See King Wude for the Fire Domain Relic Boat." ”

Ao Fuqi snorted and said, "When I asked you, you still didn't answer. ”

The "Fire Domain Relic Boat" still said respectfully: "In my heart, Wude Wang Yong is the peerless hero who rode alone in Yuanzhou and took the head of Guan Bai among the ten thousand troops. ”

Ao Fuqi nodded slightly, and said silently: "That is, you also think that I am old." ”

The Fire Domain Relic Boat shook all over his body, and he was about to speak, but he was stopped by Ao Fuqi, and said slowly: "Today's matter, thanks to you, if it were me, I wouldn't know what to do, let alone what clothes to find." ”

"But, do you think I'm doing something wrong?"

The Fire Domain Relic was silent for a moment, and Fang said in a low voice: "That kid is fine, his subordinates have a special style, but it seems to be rumored to be from Zhang Shangqing..."

Ao Fuqi raised his head slightly, looked at the sky, and said, "There are some things that I can't say, and I'm not sure to say them." ”

"But, for that kid, you'd better stop messing around, and so do your colleagues."

"I don't say this to make you look at my face."

"I know that you all have the 'right to life and death', but there are some things that it is better to be careful, otherwise, your 'master' may not be happy..."

Without waiting for the Fire Domain Relic Boat to speak, he waved his hand again and said, "That's all I have to say. ”

Suddenly, he said: "The Xuanwu covenant has not yet expired, are you afraid of death when you leave the imperial capital?" ”

The bandages on the face of the Fire Domain Relic Boat twitched, and he seemed to smile, and said, "King Wude, when you woke up in the Dragon Heaven Fort the month before last, didn't that punch also use the ninth-level power?" ”

"If that person is really so old-fashioned and inflexible, then he is qualified to become 'the best in the world'?"

Ao Fuqi was silent for a long time, and Fang said, "I'm leaving." ”

"When I saw your master, I greeted him on my behalf, and said that I still have some things, and I can't go to this year's ceremony, please forgive him."

The Relic Boat of the Fire Domain said respectfully: "Congratulations to King Wude to return to the east." The voice continued, and Ao Fuqi's figure was long gone.

Ao Fuqi disappeared for a long time, and the Fire Domain Relic Boat was still kneeling on the stone, motionless, kneeling for nearly a quarter of an hour, and he slowly stood up, his eyes flashed, as if he had thought about a lot of things.

… When his gaze returned to clarity, his left hand flicked slightly, and he sketched a few times in the air, and suddenly a shallow water curtain of one foot square appeared, floating in front of him, in which a figure was faintly reflected, with extremely long hair, made of gold and white, wearing a mask on his face, with a blue and white background, and two long lines of vermilion at the corners of his eyes, obliquely into the sideburns, and the corners of his mouth were also average. It's extremely weird. It's hard to say that it's more terrifying than the Fire Domain Relic Boat.

"How?"

The Fire Domain Relic Ship hesitated for a moment, and Fang said, "'Bingtian', you tell 'Tianxia' that he is right. ”

"King Wude, he has begun to 'weaken'..."