Chapter 267: Between Attack and Defense, Illusory and Innocent (II)

Obviously hit, let alone injured, but the other party almost didn't move!

Xiao Feng was shocked, his brows furrowed, his heart was awe-struck, and he said, "How is it possible?!" ”

Rao is that his mind is firm, and his scalp is numb for a while. He slapped out the eighteen palms of the dragon with one move, touching three feet, no, it should be three and a half feet, and suddenly felt an invisible wall of qi, and he couldn't move forward anymore.

But the strange thing is that he didn't rebound, he only felt that the other party's true qi was extremely soft, and quietly, he eliminated his palm into intangible, as if his palm power was fused into his invisible qi wall.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Someone opened his mouth wide and said in disbelief: "What...... How can it be?! ”

How high Xiao Feng's martial arts are, in Juxian Village, but with one enemy and one hundred, he will not fall behind, so it is needless to say.

But now that he slapped with all his strength, the old monk didn't fight back, and he was still unscathed, which was really terrifying!

The sweeping monk coughed twice and said with a smile: "What a handsome kung fu!" Those who can practice the eighteen palms of the dragon descending to such a realm, looking at the current world, only the former leader of the beggar gang must be Xiao Feng and Xiao Jushi? ”

Xiao Feng arched his hand and said: "I have seen the master, and the junior is Xiao Feng." Ye Shaoxia is kind to Xiao, no matter what, Xiao can't let you hurt him! I also hope that the master will be merciful. ”

The sweeping monk smiled noncommittally and said, "Ye Jushi is too murderous, the old monk just wants to help him survive this catastrophe, and he has no intention of harming him, Xiao Jushi can rest assured." ”

Xiao Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the sweeping monk in puzzlement, and the sweeping monk smiled faintly, but said more.

Ye Feng's eyes closed heavily. Seems to have fainted.

Dark.

It was pitch black. Gaze into the distance. It is still darkness, darkness as far as the eye can see.

When Ye Feng woke up again, he found that he was in an extremely bad situation, and subconsciously, his brows were slightly twisted.

Suddenly, a bright light was projected, and a figure appeared, no. It would be more accurate to say that it was a tall and white-clothed back, and then the voice of thousands of troops and horses came, and a sneer came: "The light of fireflies, dare to compete with the sun and the moon?!" ”

"Kill, ahhhh

"Kill this fang, pass on the emperor's holy message, and seal the marquis of ten thousand households!!"

Swish!

The man in white pulled out the sword at his waist, and the white light like thunder and lightning suddenly rose!

But seeing the sword light flickering, the brilliance was dazzling, and everywhere the sword light went, corpses were everywhere. Wails and mournful voices come and go.

Quick as a wink. These thousands of troops and horses were all cut down by the sword of the man in white.

Soon after, many women, children, and children appeared on the battlefield, holding the soldiers who had died in battle, weeping bitterly, and the wails of despair that were even more desolate and desperate than before sounded again, and they continued to be repeated.

The man in white stood proudly at the highest peak and sneered: "Those who kill one person are pointed out by a thousand people, and those who kill ten thousand people are surrendered by the world!" If I don't do it, if I want to do it, I will be the first in the world, and I want to be invincible in this world! ”

Of course, what he left Ye Feng was still just an arrogant back.

Ye Feng's eyes blinked, as if he was deeply shocked, his throat moved a few times, and he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

Immediately afterwards, the black and white pictures kept flashing in front of Ye Feng's eyes, fighting, success, fighting, success, and repeating this cycle until finally, a palace made of gold appeared in front of Ye Feng's eyes.

The man in white changed into a dragon robe surrounded by the palace maids, slowly sat on the dragon chair, and the ministers worshipped, and said: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live, the saint will destroy the previous dynasty with the power of one person." There is no rival in the world! ”

I only heard the man in white muttering: "There is no rival in the world, there is no rival in the world...... the words are full of depression and desolation.

Of course, what he left for Ye Feng was still an arrogant back.

The picture changes again, there is no opponent in the world, wealth is at your fingertips, then there is only a red face, seven stunning beauties linger around the people in white, singing every night, just when the people in white want to kiss Fangze, the seven stunning beauties instantly turned into a pile of white bones.

Ye Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he gasped.

In the end, the man in white had no one else around, sitting alone on the dragon chair, and at this moment, countless terrible voices appeared, and the man in white covered his ears, like crazy, and shouted: "Don't come to me, don't come to me, get out, you all get out of me......"

Unfortunately, the sound did not go away.

Just when he could no longer bear the loneliness, he jerked out his sword and wiped it directly from his neck.

When the long sword was obliterated, the man in white finally turned around, and Ye Feng saw the face of the man in white clearly, he ...... He's himself!

Ye Feng seemed to be overly frightened, and he was already numb.

With a click, all the pictures disappeared, and an old voice suddenly appeared: "Amitabha, good, good!" The road has come to an end, where does Ye Jushi want to go? Even if the wealth and power in the world are all in your hands, even if there is no rival in the world, in the end, it is not inevitable to die alone? Why did Ye Jushi force it, and why did he want to kill again? ”

The sweeping monk slowly appeared in front of Ye Feng, he saw that Ye Feng was still sluggish, and knew that he needed to be given time to experience it himself, so he waited quietly.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed, not only disappointed, but also surprised.

"This movie is so sparsely made, the photography technology is rough, the storyboard is inappropriate, I've watched it all, I don't even know who the protagonist is, I still think it's the sword! Damn, the grandsons of radio and television don't do anything, they can't help it, they can't ban it, they can't ban it to death, and they all allow this broken movie to be released?! ”

The sweeping monk's face changed slightly, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

To paraphrase a modern Internet buzzword, that is: I understand every word he says, but when it comes together, I don't understand it at all.

After a long time, the sweeping monk asked, "Ye Jushi, what do you mean?" ”

"Damn, what's the point, this broken electricity-"

Suddenly, the voice stopped, a bright light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and he smiled evilly, and said, "I mean, I'm alive again." So, I would like to ask the monks for one thing......"

The sweeping monk clasped his hands together and said, "Ye Jushi said that it doesn't matter, if the old monk can do it, he will do his best." ”

"So...... You go to die!! ”

As soon as the word "you" came out, Ye Feng suddenly used his right hand to turn into a knife with his hand, and quickly slashed at the neck of the sweeping monk.

Scold!

Blood shot out from the neck of the sweeping monk, but there was no fear in his eyes, and it was full of the three big words "why".

Suddenly, the sweeping monk turned into a puff of green smoke, and the darkness disappeared.

Ye Feng opened his eyes suddenly, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of evil arc, and he chuckled: "Next, it's my turn!" ”

The sweeping monk coughed a few times in succession, but this time he actually coughed up blood and looked at Ye Feng in disbelief.

After a long time, Fang sighed and said: "Ye Jushi's firm and strange mind is really the only time in his life, and the old monk admires and admires ......" (to be continued......