Fang Ming slowly unfolded the picture scroll, only to see that the picture was painted on a lonely island in the sea, there was a volcano on the island, and the crater was spewing thick smoke. A man dressed in the clothes of the Ming Dynasty, holding a big bow, standing at the foot of the volcano, stretching his bow and arrows, wanting to shoot but not shooting, knowing that this thing is the key to finding Qiao Beiming's relics, he couldn't help but put it away properly, and said with a smile: "You disciples and grandchildren, you don't know how to honor your ancestors if you have good things, and you have to come to the ancestors to get them in person, it's really unfilial, you should take a few spanks of your ass!" ”

Estimating that the medicinal power had already dissolved at this time, Fang Ming stepped forward and patted open the acupuncture points of the Tibetan Spirit Master.

The Venerable Master stood up with a bitter face, looking dejected.

He never imagined that he had just come to help today, but he was in such danger!

"Haha...... Okay, okay, don't be too sad, you put yourself under the ancestors, that's a blessing that many people can't ask for! ”

Fang Ming laughed: "Ancestor, I am a scholar of heaven and man, and I have already solved several major problems that have been unsolvable in martial arts since ancient times, and the internal strength of the evil sect will definitely leave a scourge and cannot be overcome, so what is it?" As long as you follow the ancestor, as soon as I am happy, I can't say that I will go to this hidden danger of 'going mad' for you! ”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked!

It is necessary to know that the original distinction between good and evil is based on the judgment of behavior, but in the practice of internal strength, the paths set by the two schools are also very different.

The inner strength of decency pays attention to pure peace, and the deeper the internal strength, the greater the benefit to oneself. The internal strength of the cult is ferocious and ferocious, and the so-called "crippled" means that a single movement can make people disabled; The so-called "powerful" is to hurt people silently, like a ghost possessed, unable to be freed.

Therefore, the internal strength of the evil sect is often easier to achieve than the internal strength of the upright, but the more advanced the internal strength, the more harmful it is to oneself.

Almost every person in the evil sect, the higher the martial arts, the greater the possibility of going mad, and it has become a sharp sword hanging high on their necks, making them unpleasant to eat and unable to sleep.

And Fang Ming was actually able to solve this problem?

Yang Liuqing and his wife glanced at each other with all the martial arts masters, and they were a little suspicious, but they all felt that this ancient evil emperor was crazy, but his martial arts were terrifyingly high.

The Venerable Master of Tibetan Spirits was slightly shaken, and he thought to himself that if Fang Ming could really relieve him of this maggot on his tarsal bones, what would it matter if he was to worship under his door? couldn't help but bow his hands and stand behind Fang Ming, looking convinced.

"Nonsense!"

A thin voice came, with a whimsical smile, which was quite uncomfortable.

Fang Ming's sleeves suddenly flicked, this breeze not only carried the majestic internal force of Shaolin's breaking power, but also the posture was extremely elegant, as if the clouds were flowing water, with the meaning of three points of Wudang flowing clouds and flying sleeves, integrating strength and lightness, graceful and indescribable.

Passing through the robe, a fierce wind howled, and there were a few low crisp sounds in the air, and a few fine needles fell to the ground.

Everyone could see it clearly, naturally someone took advantage of the words to sneak attack just now, and this secret weapon was so vicious, it was really difficult to resist.

"Where did the villain come from?"

The Venerable Master burst into a shout, loyal to the Lord, and now that his blade was gone, he snatched a sledgehammer from the weapon rack next to him and smashed it against the roof.

"Hey...... Hey hey ......"

The man laughed strangely, and after a move with the Tibetan Spirit Master, the Tibetan Spirit Master seemed to be invincible, and the man flew away and was about to leave.

"Leave it for me!"

Fang Ming let out a long roar, and suddenly jumped up, his fingers were like a sword, and the sword qi fell sideways into the air, firmly sealing the place where the black shadow could escape.

Crash! Crash!

The roof tiles kept falling, and the man was pushed to the ground.

Everyone looked at it and saw a young man with red lips and white teeth, extremely handsome, but dressed as if he was called a flower child, and held an iron crutch in his hand.

"It's Jin Shiyi, Jin Daxia!"

Jiang Nan cheered and greeted him, but Jin Shiyi motioned for him to retreat and look at Fang Ming who was floating down.

"Is Your Excellency the Jin Shiyi, known as the poisonous and crazy beggar?"

Fang Ming asked.

This Jin Shiyi suffered great hardships in his childhood, and was despised by the world, although he was rescued by the Venerable Poison Dragon, he formed a reckless and unruly and obedient temperament, and when he first walked the rivers and lakes, he liked to pretend to be a leprosy beggar, looking for trouble with martial arts celebrities, so everyone was afraid, and he was nicknamed a poisonous and crazy beggar, and was regarded as a big devil in the evil faction.

But Fang Ming knew that his nature was not bad, and later he changed his evil and returned to the right, combining good and evil with his internal strength, and transcending good and evil, and finally became a great martial arts master from the past and the present!

"It's a pity that if you meet the real great master of the Great Qian World, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold out a few moves, but this is the limit of the world, and the development of martial arts is like this, no wonder others."

Fang Ming looked at Jin Shiyi horizontally and vertically, and found that his first impression of him was actually not bad.

Of course, if you look at it from the standpoint of the ancient evil emperor Fang floating, then this Jin Shiyi is simply a deception of the teacher and the ancestor, and the people and gods are angry!

Fang Ming immediately squinted, and suddenly burst out: "Boy, who is your master?" ”

Jin Shiyi smiled and said, "My master is the Venerable Poison Dragon, don't you, the self-proclaimed ancestor of the evil sect, know about it?" ”

"Not bad!" Fang Ming nodded, "Then let me ask you again, is your master an evil sect or a decent person?" ”

Jin Shiyi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "My master's martial arts are his own family, and he is not a decent person...... But then he has changed his ways......"

"Good! You still admit it, I have to wake you up today, this kid who deceived teachers and destroyed ancestors! ”

Fang Ming shouted, pushing his palms flat, the palm wind whistling, swinging away Jin Shiyi's crutch, it turned out that Jin Shiyi heard him insult himself, how could he still bear it? Get hands-on.

"Your master died of madness, didn't he?"

Fang Ming's figure floated away like a crane, but the voice in his mouth was very clear: "As a sect master of the evil sect, he would rather die of going mad than ask for help from a decent person, but you ran to the Tianshan faction to ask Tang Xiaolan to make a move, and even took five of their Biling Pills, and relied on waging his tail to the righteous path to avoid the misfortune of going mad and falling into the devil, so he has been at ease until now, so deceitful and destroying the ancestors, I will beat your ass today!" ”

Jin Shiyi didn't want to owe favors all his life, and at this time, Fang Ming mentioned two hateful things in a row, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he rushed over like crazy, the iron crutch in his hand went back and forth, and every strong wind had the true power to crack the stone.

He holds crutches in one hand, and the other hand is even more clever and exquisite, pulling grass to find snakes, and unleashing acupoint kung fu, seven kinds of changes are better than one, which is very different from the Central Plains point point method, it is a poisonous dragon point point method.

In fact, Fang Ming also knew that Jin Shiyi went to the Tianshan Sect to ask for help because of his master's orders, and he himself was unwilling many times, and in the end, others took advantage of his coma to forcibly rescue him.

But what if you know? If you talk about it and everything is clear, then how can you continue fighting?

Fang Ming conceded ten moves in a row, and then said with a smile: "Your god crutch eighteen beats and poisonous dragon point method are good, and it is indeed worthy of the poisonous dragon's personal inheritance, but since my seniors have already given you ten moves, the rest can't be allowed!" ”

Jin Shiyi said coldly: "Who wants you to let me?" ”

Suddenly, he pulled out an iron crutch, and then pulled out an iron sword, his left hand made a crutch, and his right hand made a sword, and the attack was more urgent.

Before Fang Ming took his iron crutch empty-handed, at this time, Jin Shiyi's crutch sword came out, all of them were extraordinary, so he was a little struggling, and said with a long smile: "You also eat me with a knife!" ”

Suddenly, the golden knife on his back came out of the sheath, and in the glow, it had left a deep mark on the iron crutch.

Jin Shiyi jumped two steps away, his face extremely regretful.

This iron crutch not only hides the sword in the corner, and it is tempered thousands of times, but it is also a thing passed down by his master, which is already a famous weapon, but Fang Ming's Heavenly King Golden Knife cuts gold and jade like a leisurely one, and is suddenly invincible.

"Hmmm! Ancestors can't rely on the advantage of weapons! I'll let you do it again! ”

Fang Ming put the golden knife back into the sheath and pulled out the silver sword: "My sword is blunt than the knife, just to point you to a move!" ”

At the time of speaking, Fang Ming had already stabbed out a sword, although his swordsmanship was slightly inferior to his swordsmanship, but he refined the Dugu Nine Swords, and the attainments on the long sword were also more than the ninety percent of the swordsmanship masters on the rivers and lakes, at this time, a sword stabbed out, everyone only felt that the sword aura was terrifying, the dragon roared and the tiger roared, and the momentum was terrifying to the extreme.

Jin Shiyi's sword crutches were on the same level, fighting with Fang Ming's left-hand sword, the silver Jiao sword was not as sharp as the Heavenly King's golden sword, and his crutch sword could be supported.

But after more than a dozen moves, Jin Shiyi was already secretly complaining.

From the fight to the present, he didn't know the details of the enemy at all, he only felt that this person not only had exquisite moves, but also his internal strength was as vast as a sea of smoke.

Moreover, the other party's martial arts are mixed, it is simply sensational, and it seems to be proficient in countless evil sect exercises, if you take it seriously, you may not be able to hold ten moves, the evil emperor of the ages, the name may not be false.

"How? Boy, admit defeat obediently and let the ancestor spank a few ass......"

The faster Fang Ming laughed, the faster he drew his sword, the silver light flashed, almost drowning Jin Shiyi's entire person.

Suddenly, Jin Shiyi opened his mouth and spit at Fang Ming, and a few cow hair needles flashed, which was his killer weapon - poisonous dragon needles!

This poisonous dragon needle is the exclusive secret weapon of the venerable poisonous dragon, quenched with snake venom, Jin Shiyi has resistance to snake venom, every time against the enemy, he still needs oral antidote, in order to hold the needle in his mouth, spit out the enemy, invincible, I don't know how many martial arts masters are defeated in his hands, it is simply the first secret weapon in the world!

It is necessary to know that when the martial arts master is moving, no one will pay attention to the hidden weapon spit out of his mouth, especially when the other party is still talking, it is simply impossible to prevent it, and the poison on the poisonous dragon needle is extremely strange, the middle one is unstoppable, and it is almost invincible.

At this time, Jin Shiyi was at the end of his rope, and he immediately spit out a poisonous needle and sought victory in defeat.

His hand was really unguardable, and it was extremely fast, straight like a flash of lightning.

"Haha...... Yes, yes, you have a lot of prospects as a plum blossom thief! When you think clearly, you can come to Ancestor Me! (To be continued.) )