Morning light.

Feng Xiangyun came to the martial arts arena early.

The martial arts arena is in the palace, which was built by his father twelve years ago, and the place is not very large, but it has taken enough effort.

The ground is made of bluestone bricks, row upon row, between the brick surface and the foundation, a layer of wood and rattan is sandwiched, soaked in lacquer water to prevent insects, and the toughness is good, and some microelasticity is also preserved, so that the martial arts field is full of force and does not hurt the feet.

In the middle is a round platform with a height of one foot and three minutes, three zhang square circle, used for martial arts competition, a circle of sand is arranged intimately around the round platform, all of which are from the Yunjiang riverbed under the excavation of the good river sand, fine and soft.

The side is a two-story hall, the lower part is the place where the weapons are stored, the upper layer is the pavilion design, in the past, his father watched the soldiers perform martial arts on it, and often boasted on the spot that the first thing he did when he first laid down Yunjiang City was to build this martial arts field, at that time he still had his eldest brother Feng Ziyan, dozens of generals in Yunjiang City and their children, and hundreds of people were lined up here, so lively.

In the past, the shouting and cheering lingered vaguely, and Feng Xiangyun couldn't help sighing when he looked at the dense weeds between the bricks.

Yunjiang City is becoming more and more prosperous, the affairs are becoming more and more complicated, and the number of times the King of Yunjiang comes here is also less, and the martial arts arena is originally built in the back garden of the palace. A few years ago, Feng Xiangyun found the first number and went to the White Crane Temple in the west of Yunjiang City to practice, and when he came back, it was already empty, and even those servants didn't bother to take one more step here.

Feng Xiangyun collects the mind, on the stake of different heights to practice the crane-shaped boxing technique, the two fists are like wings flying, or fluttering or beating, the feet advance and retreat like the wind, moving without stagnation, in this early morning, there is a white crane spreading its wings and singing high.

"Good!"

A loud voice came from the side.

Feng Xiangyun stopped his movements, looked towards that place, and saw Lu Jiandao standing in civilian clothes and applauding.

"General Lu is also there?"

Feng Xiangyun jumped off the stake and walked towards him with a hello.

Lu Jiandao showed a smile and said regretfully: "The crane shape of the second prince has already cultivated the essence of the gods, even if it is the White Crane Guan Wu Lao Dao, it is just a pity that the second son is so talented, if I wholeheartedly practice the white tiger seven kills of the Feng family, I am afraid that I will not be an opponent." ”

According to the exercise rating standards formulated by the joint efforts of various factions, the Tiger Shape Fist of the Feng Family and the Crane Shape Fist of the White Crane View are both in the fourth grade, but his father worshiped under the Holy Gate of the Falling Star Knife, and the sword saint turned the fist method into a knife technique, and the seven kills of the White Tiger created were ranked in the sixth grade, which was far from being comparable at the beginning.

Feng Xiangyun said with a smile: "Haha, General Lu is in love, my heart is not in line with that boxing technique, I can't practice, and most of my mind is not on martial arts, just practice some talisman kung fu." ”

The two had different thoughts, and after greeting for a long time, Lu Jiandao suddenly said: "I haven't seen you for two or three years, the second son will come and help!"

Feng Xiangyun was alarmed, he didn't believe Lu Jiandao was just curious about his martial arts entry, but Lu Jiandao was his martial arts enlightenment teacher, and when he opened his mouth to say this, it was not easy to refuse at all, so he had to respond.

"The stake is too narrow, General Lu, it just so happens that there is no one here, so let's use this martial arts arena as the boundary. ”

The tiger-shaped fist is the heaviest momentum, the middle palace is hard, and the crane-shaped fist is good at maneuvering, and it stands to reason that it is the most dominant on the stake, but the stake is also the most test of the foundation of the warrior. Feng Xiangyun knew that Lu Jiandao practiced martial arts every day, and he was a martial arts master, no matter how talented he was, he would not dare to compete with him for the foundation, it was far better to choose the entire martial arts arena as the boundary, and he could fight and run.

The martial arts arena was empty, Feng Xiangyun stared at Lu Jiandao's eyes, and suddenly felt alone, like a tiny grass, invincible.

Tiger Sweep the Sky!

The starting style of the White Tiger Seven Kills, overwhelmingly slashing down, who would have thought that Lu Jiandao, who was still gentle and gentle, showed a hideous momentum as soon as he raised his hand, and the boundless killing intent stained the corners of Feng Xiangyun's eyes, and the cold and cold broke through the skin and stabbed into the internal organs.

Escape!

Feng Xiangyun only had this thought left in his mind, and after many years of practicing martial arts were not in vain, his body flew diagonally to avoid it, and the Seven Xuan Thunder Law immediately surged, dissolving the anxious and fearful thoughts in his heart, and rushed towards the side of Lu Jian Road.

With a cup of tea, the two fought each other, regardless of victory or defeat, but Feng Xiangyun almost escaped half of the martial arts arena. The crane boxing is worthy of being one of the best boxing techniques in footwork, Feng Xiangyun made it, and the nine points in the very offensive were retreating, and he would never take a punch hard, Rao is Lu Jiandao was violent, and he didn't get a few hits.

Lu Jiandao reluctantly stopped, "The second son fights like this, it's not a fight, it's like running for his life!"

Feng Xiangyun saw that he was making tea and kung fu, and the offensive was continuous, but his breath was extremely condensed, and he couldn't help but rejoice, if he made a move on the high platform, he would be defeated if he didn't make a move on the stake, and he should not be able to breathe at this time.

Feng Xiangyun said with a smile: "The tiger situation of the road master is unstoppable, I don't want to lose so I can only escape, but since the road master is interested, then I don't retreat, and the victory or defeat is within three moves." ”

Lu Jiandao laughed angrily, "You want to beat me in three moves?"

"That's nature!"

Feng Xiangyun pointed to the sword in his hand and said with a smile: "The fist and sword are one, let's learn from the blade, so that the road master can see my swordsmanship." ”

There is no one in the martial arts hall all the year round, the palace has long been locked, this sword is Feng Xiangyun's own, I was going to practice footwork to review the swordsmanship, Lu Jiandao entered the palace and it was inconvenient to bring a blade, and he came empty-handed, even if he wanted to compare the blade, where would he go to find a knife at this time and a half?

Feng Xiangyun suddenly said: "The road master didn't bring a portable blade, it's better to-"

As he spoke, he was already flying out, and his sword light was awe-inspiring, "Let the students take advantage of it!"

Lu Jiandao wanted to test him by learning from him, why didn't Feng Xiangyun want to know why Lu Jiandao had murderous intent towards him, under the operation of the Seven Xuanlei Method, Feng Xiangyun was abnormally rational, thinking that if he could kill Lu Jiandao here, he would be a hundred, even if he fell out with his father Yunjiang Wang, it would be fine, anyway, he planned to go south to worship the Yunhai Sect and concentrate on cracking the disadvantages of the Seven Xuanlei Method.

Hantan Crane Shadow!

Feng Xiangyun has used the highest essence of the inheritance of the White Crane Temple, which is 'the crane crosses the cold pool, and the crane goes to the pond to take a photo', in an instant, seven figures are conjured, and the royal envoys of different sword roads go to the road to surround and kill.

If this scene is seen by Bai Heguan Wu Lao Dao, I am afraid that he will be shocked, he has practiced more than one Jiazi, but he has only conjured up three figures, and a fifteen-year-old boy can far surpass him, I have to say that the exercises obtained by Feng Xiangyun are not trivial.

Lu Jiandao is the general of Yunjiang City, who has been killed for a long time, and he doesn't know that he has fallen into a crisis, he is really angry, and his skin is full of blood.

Feng Xiangyun saw that the red flames were burning from under the feet of Lu Jiandao, spreading to the tips of his hair, like an angry tiger, the blood tiger roared, although Feng Xiangyun had true qi to protect himself, he couldn't help but tremble, and the three figures in front of him were forced.

Lu Jiandao turned into a semicircle, twisted all over, it was the fourth type of the white tiger's seven kills, the tiger returned to the sky, he swiped his arms, the blood tiger stood up in response, the true qi pierced the sky, dyed with flames, the sun rose from the east, this style accounted for the time, reached the peak, the four figures behind him were broken, and the long sword in Feng Xiangyun's hand was broken inch by inch.

Feng Xiangyun still has no panic at the moment, of course he knows Lu Jiandao's strength as a master of refining gang, martial arts practice, Ming Jin, refining knots (refining qi through refining knots), refining Gang, the blood light attached to Lu Jiandao's body is Gangqi, if he has a knife in his hand, Gangqi is attached to the knife, it is naturally like destroying gold and iron like mud and stone, and the three zhang square circle is unmatched, but he is bare-handed, and the Gangqi is sent to the whole body, but it is not more than an inch long, and the power is far inferior.

And with such a trigger, the real gas power is almost exhausted!

Feng Xiangyun grasped the flaw of Lu Jiandao's exhaustion, abandoned his sword and made a move, his index finger stretched out and flexed his four fingers, turned into a closed mouth crane's mouth, and raised all his strength to point at his throat.

Phew!

Feng Xiangyun was shocked out, took more than ten steps back, and looked at Lu Jiandao's arm in disbelief.

The two glanced at each other tacitly, Feng Xiangyun waved his fingers, and said with a smile, "General Lu's martial arts are profound, and the students have been taught." ”

Lu Jiandao also responded with a smile: "The second son is really unexpected, unexpected." The latter sentence is so meaningful, almost stuck out of my mouth.

Feng Xiangyun turned around and retreated, one step at a time, waiting for no one, his face suddenly turned pale, pressed his toes, endured the spasms caused by the severe pain, at least three fingers were shocked, and he replaced them with four phases easier to replace with his toes, so that he did not show a single inch on his face.

On the martial arts field, Lu Jiandao's forearm was raised high, and the green tendons on his hand were amputated somewhere, which was a very serious injury, but Lu Jiandao didn't care, but protected his abdomen with his hands, and coughed up blood.

The wounds sustained on the outskirts of the city were strangely stationed in his lungs.