Ye Lan knew that the white-clothed boy was not angry with Wen Feng for insulting the beggar, and he was angry, Ye Lan also felt that Wen Feng's move was inappropriate, so he glanced at him, sighed lightly, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

The boy in white put down the book, picked up a bamboo chopstick, dipped some tea, and wrote on the table. While writing, he whispered: "Since ancient times, the poor and lowly have nothing to rely on, the dog sees that people are three points low, and there is nothing to be afraid of, and there is still more Yang Chun to relieve hunger." ”

Although his voice was low, how could he escape the ears of everyone? Ye Lan sneered and said, "Brother Wen, he scolded you for being a dog!"

Zhu Wenchang said: "It's not even, and it's not neat, Wenquan, what do you think?"

The eldest grandson Wenquan said: "This person is a casual oil work, not to mention any neatness, I think he is not only scolding Senior Brother Wen as a dog, these limerick poems are also a little hidden." ”

Zhu Wen said: "How do you say this?"

The eldest grandson Wenquan said: "The first word of the first sentence is 'self', and the first word of the second sentence is 'dog'. Dogs, dogs, dogs from top to bottom, is a 'stinky' word. The fourth sentence is 'Shangyu Yangchun relieves hunger', and the three words 'Yangchun noodles' are replaced by the word 'Yangchun', omitting the word 'face'. Senior Brother Wen, he's scolding you for being shameless!"

"How can he know it at a glance?" Ye Lan was surprised.

Zhu Wenchang said: "This stinky word makes sense, the last sentence is too far-fetched to explain it like this, right?"

The two of them didn't deliberately lower their voices when they spoke, and when the four girls heard this, they couldn't help but look at Wen Feng and laugh out loud, and one of the girls laughed softly: "Stinky and shameless......."

Wen Feng was already furious when he heard the white-clothed boy chanting in a low voice, and at this time, seeing that Zhu Wenchang and the eldest grandson Wenquan actually talked about Tibetan poems in a serious manner, how could they still endure it? Reaching out and picking up the wine glass, he poured the wine in the cup directly towards the white-clothed man, and scolded in his mouth: "Stinky boy, you are looking for death!"

The wine left the glass, turned into a straight wine arrow, and shot towards the white-clothed man, which was extremely powerful. Seeing this, the four girls thought to themselves that the boy in white, a weak scholar, could resist this wine arrow? In a hurry, the four of them unanimously drew their long swords and slashed at the wine arrow.

Only a few clanging sounds were heard, and the four long swords broke in unison. The mouth of the four female tigers cracked, and she could no longer hold the half-cut sword in her hand, and as soon as her hand was released, the four broken swords fell to the ground at the same time.

The four women looked at each other in panic, and saw that the other three were all shocked, and they thought that they were the same.

"Four little girls, just this little ability, they still learn from others to come to Yinghen to save the United States, it's really beyond their means! Go home and learn a few more years of kung fu from your sister before you come out to explore the rivers and lakes!" Wen Feng casually put down the wine glass and said coldly.

When the drinkers upstairs saw someone fighting with knives, they were so frightened that they jumped up and hurriedly escaped from the stairs, and the four girls were frightened and hurried downstairs.

When the white-clothed man saw Wen Feng hurting people, he frowned, his middle finger was slightly bent, and he flicked the bamboo chopsticks in his hand towards Wen Feng.

Wen Feng snorted coldly, casually took a check, and the bamboo chopsticks fell to the ground in response, and then his body shook suddenly, a trace of pain flashed on his face, and he turned over his palm to take a look, only to see that the palm was a little red, and blood was slowly oozing out.

Wen Feng raised his eyebrows, slapped the case, and shouted: "Okay! I didn't expect your little white face to be soft, and your hands are hard, come on, come on! Let's fight first!"

Without waiting for the other party to reply, a punch was thrown out from afar. The boy in white raised his palm, but when he heard a bang, everyone saw a white shadow flash through the window.

Wen Feng was stunned when he saw that this white-clothed boy was so unbeaten. Ye Lan was afraid that Wen Feng's heavy punch would kill the man in white, so he hurriedly stepped to the window and stretched out his head to look down, only to see that there were people coming and going on the avenue outside the window, and there was no chaos, so he was relieved.

Wen Feng only said that the white-clothed man was afraid that there were many people on his side, and he had already fled, so he couldn't help but be disappointed, and scolded: "Stinky little white face, count your kid running fast!"

"Who ran away?" I only heard a broken cry from the high place outside the window: "The house is cramped, and it is full of people, and I can't show my hands and feet, and there is a kind of up!"

How could Wen Feng stand his excitement, without saying a word, he came out of the window. Everyone was afraid that he would suffer, and they all flew out of the window. The man in white stood in the air and said loudly: "There are many people here, and it is inevitable that innocent people will be injured when you move your hands, we have fought at sea!" After speaking, he turned around and flew south.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" Wen Feng did not hesitate and chased after him.

Everyone followed closely behind, and flew out for more than 30 miles in an instant. The man in white stopped his body and slowly fell to the surface of the sea, standing in limbo.

Wen Feng didn't talk nonsense, he bullied in, drew a momentum with his left palm, shrank his right fist, and slammed out.

The two of them are still more than 20 zhang apart, and their fists sweep through the water, and the sea surface is divided into two, and the water waves are surging, and there is a loud noise.

The white-clothed boy saw that his fist was fierce and vicious, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he turned his fingers into a sword, and sneered and let out a sword aura. The fist strength and sword qi intersected, and in the loud bang, the sea surface was blown out of a large pit with a diameter of about ten zhang, and then the sea water poured in, and the huge waves surged, rushing straight up, splashing a water column seven or eight zhang high. The water column spread out and turned into countless droplets of water to fall, and for a while, it seemed like a torrential rain fell on the sea.

Everyone was shocked to see that both sides had such a power under one move. All the disciples of Taixu knew Wen Feng's skills, and when they saw that this white-clothed boy dissolved Wen Feng's fist strength with a sword qi lightly, they all knew that Wen Feng had encountered a strong opponent. Ye Lan was quite close to the white-clothed man, but he didn't want to see Wen Feng suffer, he saw that the two of them were boiling in the sea with one move, and he couldn't help but worry in his heart.

Wen Feng struck out with a move of the Void God Fist, not only did he not hurt the white-clothed boy in the slightest, but he was also slightly numb by the sword qi in his hand, and his heart was also cold. was about to raise his fist again, but saw the man in white wave his hand and said, "Wait!"

Wen Feng only said that he was afraid that there were many people on his side, and he wanted to admit his mistake and submit to softness, he was careless in the restaurant, and suffered a small loss, if he didn't beat this kid well, how could he swallow this breath?

The man in white smiled: "Who said I had to admit my mistake, I just wanted to ask you, are we fighting alone, or are you rushing together, or are you fighting in wheels?"

"Nonsense!" Wen Feng was furious, "What kind of person are you to be Lao Tzu, how can you be so cheap! Dealing with you stinky boy, of course, is one-on-one alone!"

The white-clothed man glanced at everyone and asked Wen Feng, "What do you companions say?"

Zhu Wenchang frowned slightly, and did not answer, the eldest grandson Wenquan and Wen Feng were taught by the first teacher, and the friendship was deep, he couldn't see the way this white-clothed boy came from, he was worried that Wen Feng was not his opponent, if there were many people sweeping the formation, there would be one less layer of danger, so he said to Wen Feng: "Senior brother, let's ......"

Wen Feng didn't understand his intentions, and said loudly: "Wen Quan, you shut up for me!" While saying, he pointed to everyone: "All my fellow disciples, this battle can only be watched by the sidelines, and you can't help me, if not, you will be the enemy of my Wen Feng!

The eldest grandson, Wen Quan, knew that Wen Feng said everything, so he had to keep his mouth shut. Zhu Wenchang stepped forward in the air, took two steps, and said to the white-clothed man: "This brother, please rest assured, although we are unknown people, we are fortunate to belong to a famous family, and we will never use the crowd to disgrace the teacher." I don't know what faction you are in, brother, can you tell me?"

Wen Feng fought with this white-clothed boy twice, knowing that his moves were exquisite and his strength was great, making it undoubtedly a famous exercise. If he says that he inherits the sect, he is afraid that he will still be related to the Taixu Sect, and he will have many scruples when he starts to do it, maybe this fight will not be successful. Seeing that the white-clothed boy opened his mouth to speak, he wanted to answer Zhu Wenchang's question, and hurriedly said loudly: "If you want to fight, you will fight! What nonsense!" The voice did not fall, his fists rose and fell left and right, right and left, and a move "Sanyang Kaitai" hit the white-clothed boy directly.

The white-clothed boy saw that the three fists were divided into upper, middle and lower three ways of staggered attack, so fast that they were almost in no particular order, he gently turned his head a little, leaned his body, parallel to the sea, avoided the upper and lower two fists, and at the same time rushed forward, pinched a sword trick in his left hand, and pointed out two fingers in his right hand, and a sword qi slammed into Wen Feng's fist.

The fist strength and the sword qi collided, and both turned into invisible. The white-clothed man floated up, and his body had already flown to a foot in front of Wen Feng, and another sword was pointed out. Wen Feng shouted, "It's a good time!" and he didn't dodge, making a move to "smash the Yellow Dragon" to shake the opponent's sword qi. The white-clothed boy didn't want to be the road, turned around and flew sideways, his body shifted five feet, avoided the strength of his fist, and turned around and took out his sword. The two fists exchanged swords and killed in one place.

Both of them are righteous path disciples, and they shouldn't have fought over trivial matters, and if they let the master of the sect know, they will inevitably be scolded. Both of them knew in this section that they would not use the magic weapon, but only fight the enemy empty-handed, so as not to leave no room for the blade.

The Taixumen exercises are the most important method of using the void to resist the real and overcoming the rigid with the soft, but Wen Feng's nature is like a fire, and he likes to go straight and straight, and the methods of avoiding the real and the virtual are very inconsistent with his nature. Taixu Gate and other famous schools, the magic of magic is not only one end, Qi Naiqian taught according to his aptitude, and gave Wen Feng this set of "Zhaoxu Divine Fist". This boxing method is wide open and closed, to the yang to the rigid, the boxing theory and the Taixu Gate are not in line with the essence of the Taixu Gate, this is not the first-class kung fu of the Taixu Gate. But once Wen Feng learned this "Zhaoxu God Fist", he immediately obtained a treasure, practiced diligently on weekdays, and loved to use this set of boxing methods when facing the enemy.

Ye Lan has practiced martial arts to strengthen his body since he was a child, and he has learned a lot of fists and feet. At this moment, when I saw Wen Feng's boxing skills, I couldn't help but be amazed. Liuye Island is a small overseas island, and the Ye family's family exercises cannot be compared with the exercises of Taixumen, Ye Lan saw that Wen Feng's fist was shocked, splitting the sea and piercing the clouds, and he was greatly envious.

When a cultivator sees the superior exercises, he is like a drunkard seeing a fine wine, and his heart is really itching. Ye Lan saw that the boxing technique of the Taixu Gate was so subtle, and thought to himself that if he agreed to Luo Wenqi's invitation to join the Taixu Gate, he would be able to learn such a subtle boxing technique, but now that the opportunity has been lost, it is a great pity. He didn't know that this "Zhaoxu God Fist" was not the first-class work of the Taixu Sect, and if he knew, he would only regret it even more. Thinking of Luo Wenqi's beautiful face again, he couldn't help but sigh heavily.