At the exit of the small valley, dozens of today's first-class martial arts masters are fighting here.

The air was also filled with a strong and dangerous qi, Fan Liangji's old face was flushed, and at this moment, the pure yang qi that he had cultivated as a boy for decades emanated from his body like money.

Han Bai held a halberd and fought side by side beside Fan Liangji, and both of them used all their strengths.

Fang Yeyu's strength must not be underestimated, at this moment, although Li Chimei has not yet come to Fang Yeyu's side, but the strength of the little demon is that he lacks a Li Chi Mei, which must not be underestimated.

Feng Xinglie lay on the horse's back like a dead man, and the war horse that accompanied Li Ruohai for half a lifetime was already scarred at this time.

These dozens of people are all first-class masters, and the energy that overflows during the life-and-death fight is just a horse, even an ordinary martial arts person will definitely not be able to withstand it.

Just when the fight was in full swing, Ziqin strode over, and his steps were extremely steady.

Taniguchi's battle suddenly stopped, and Fang Yeyu's men retreated like a tide.

These people all worshiped Pang Ban to the ground, and at this moment, seeing Ziqin surviving Pang Ban's personal hunting, they really felt a trace of fear from the bottom of their hearts for Ziqin.

Fang Yeyu was also a decisive person, and when he saw Ziqin walking out of the valley, he understood that he would definitely not be able to kill the three of Feng Xinglie today.

The crowd retreated, Fan Liangji sat down on the ground, Ling Duxu's internal strength is indeed unparalleled in the world, but Fan Liangji is not a good talent, even if he has been cultivating a boy for decades, he can't reach the realm of Ling Duxu back then.

"Dead old ghost, you and Li Daxia are both masters of the black list. But how can there be so much difference in strength. ”

Han Bai mockingly looked at Fan Liangji, who was paralyzed on the ground like a leper dog, and scolded.

The latter glared at Han Bai angrily, but he didn't even have the strength to scold back.

"Brother Fan is good at the use of strength, as well as light skills, but who is tough is Brother Fan's own shortcomings to others' strengths, and it is inevitable that he will play abnormally."

Ziqin opened his mouth from afar, he didn't like Fan Liangji, but he definitely didn't hate it, and he was very happy to be a friend.

On horseback, the eyes of the fierce tiger were round, and two lines of tears rolled down. but wept with joy.

Ziqin walked over to the horses. Stretching out his hand to untie the rampant acupoint, he slowly stroked the war horse that was already wailing.

"If you are still my disciple of Li Ruohai, then put away your tears, and your path will begin, if you have already made a weak appearance at this time. Why did I let you out in the first place? ”

Ziqin's voice was extremely tough. The memory of Li Ruohai in the depths of his memory emerged. The love for the wind is like the love of a father to his son, and the love of an elder brother to a younger brother.

Li Ruohai I is a hero. However, what people say is that heroes are ruthless.

The two truncated spears were thrown to the ground by Ziqin, just in front of Feng Xinglie, and the two spears were like two sharp swords after they were broken.

"These two truncated guns will be given to you from today onwards, as a teacher is not as good as Pang Ban, back then Pang Ban was able to give a complete double halberd to Fang Yeyu, but now the teacher can only give you a broken gun, but this is also your chance, don't stick to the rules, Liaoyuan marksmanship is not a world-class mastery, your horizons should be broader."

Ziqin's voice was indifferent, and he looked at Feng Xinglie.

The latter stretched out his hand and stroked the two severed guns, and then showed a sad expression, and a person without any internal strength said what vision and martial arts.

"Don't forget that you have at least one friend, a friend who is a doctor."

Ziqin's voice softened, and he suddenly seemed to remember something, his hand went deep into his arms, and a string of crystal clear sugar gourds was taken out by him.

Wordless thoughts rushed up, and Ziqin suddenly felt Li Ruohai's state of mind a second before he was possessed.

That kind of extreme calm, when he bought the sugar gourd and was about to go to the battle of Pangban, Li Ruohai's heart had already found balance, and there was no longer the slightest sadness in his heart.

All obsessions have left Li Ruohai.

Suddenly, Ziqin understood the mood of Li Ruohai when he died in battle in the original book, and he knew how helpless life was for what Feng Xinglie said, but it was not because of death, nor simply because of defeat to Pang Ban.

It's because when he found that what he had been pursuing for decades was only one step away, his life had already come to an end.

If it was a year and a half of the battle with Pang Ban, Li Ruohai would never be inferior to Pang Ban, but without the pressure of Pang Ban, Li Ruohai would not be able to see through this last step.

Countless thoughts passed through Ziqin's heart, Li Ruohai's mood at the last moment emerged, Ziqin suddenly entered another world, which was an indescribable world, and no one could describe the mystery of that world in words.

For a while, Ziqin seemed to be crazy, his eyes looked at the sky, and tears finally slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Han Bai and Feng Xinglie looked at Ziqin blankly, the two of them had no idea what was happening to Ziqin at the moment, but Fan Liangji's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

After a long time, a slight smile appeared on the corner of Ziqin's mouth, and he gently put the sugar gourd in his hand on Feng Xinglie's hand.

"For you."

The sugar gourd quilt Ziqin was stuffed in Feng Xinglie's hand, and suddenly, the aura on Ziqin's body changed, and the entrance of the entire valley seemed to open up, and at this moment, it was as if the entire heaven and earth had suddenly expanded a circle.

Han Bai and Feng Xinglie didn't know what kind of look was on their faces, the two had never encountered such a thing since they were born.

Fan Liangji sighed slightly, his eyes showed a hint of loss, but the person had already stood up and saluted Ziqin with a fist.

"Congratulations, Brother Li."

No one knows what the reason for this joy is, but Ziqin responded with a salute.

Tianren, Ziqin finally knew how to take the last step, although there were still countless distances from that step, but in the end, he had already seen how to take that step.

All the thoughts left by Li Ruohai disappeared, and at the moment when the sugar gourd was put into Feng Xinglie's hand, Li Ruohai's thoughts about his deceased brother were finally relieved.

Let go, the first step of the way of heaven and man turned out to be to let go.

Of course, what Ziqin let go of at this time was only Li Ruohai's obsession. Not his own, in fact, even Ziqin himself does not know what his obsession is.

Whether it was home, love, or something else, Ziqin didn't know, but Ziqin knew that the day he found his obsession would be the beginning of his path to heaven and man.

Shaking his head slightly, Ziqin put aside all the thoughts in his mind. Whether he can find his obsession or not. Now he has finally taken one step more than others in the way of heaven and man.

This point is precious, and Fan Liangji's jealous eyes are already a little red at this moment.

Laughing loudly, Ziqin suddenly slapped his palm on the top of Feng Xinglie's head, and the majestic true qi in his body poured into Feng Xinglie's body like a tide.

That is the true qi that belongs to Li Ruohai. This generation of martial arts masters has cultivated the true qi with a sigh of exhaustion. Ground. There was a look of horror in Feng Xinglie's eyes.

He opened his mouth to speak, however, under the impact of Ziqin's surging true qi, he couldn't say anything.

Just a moment. Ziqin had already completely poured the true qi belonging to Li Ruohai in his body into Feng Xinglie's body.

A feeling of weakness hit him, and Ziqin's body shook slightly.

Feng Xing provoked violently, and grabbed Ziqin, but was pushed away by Ziqin.

"Master."

Feng Xinglie opened his mouth in a miserable voice, and just wanted to say something, but Ziqin had already waved his hand slowly.

"Idiot, if you don't break or stand, if you don't change the path of martial arts as a teacher, you will never be a pangban's opponent if you go on, and if you don't have the skills of being a teacher for decades, no matter how powerful the north is, it will be unstoppable."

Ziqin spoke slowly, at this moment, the thief in his body was hollowed out, and there was no trace of true qi, although he felt a little weak, but he was not tortured by the true qi of the Northern Darkness and the fifteen swords.

After losing his true qi, he vaguely felt that he had caught the poisonous dragon.

Fifteen swords, this is not a sword, this is just a simple artistic conception of death.

Yan Shisan did the right thing at the last moment, and Xie Sanshao deserved to be the sword hero of the world.

Both of them understood that this sword was by no means a simple swordsmanship, but an idea to destroy everything, and both of them had already been contaminated with this idea, so Yan Shisan could only die, and Xie Sanshao could only cut off his fingers and never hold the sword again.

It's a pity that Ziqin didn't understand and didn't understand at that time, so Fang let that trace of thought be entangled in his body, and now, his every move should not be with that trace of thought.

And he is not as good as Xie Sanshao, even if he learns from Xie Sanshao's broken fingers, he will never be able to break this thought, just like Yan Thirteen, unless he dies, he can't escape this trace of death.

"This is really the best and worst world, this is also the clearest and most complex world, Xing Lie, don't follow the old path of the master, it doesn't work, Liaoyuan marksmanship is just mortal marksmanship after all."

Ziqin's voice was extremely sad, but he was extremely sorry for Li Ruohai's life at this time, although Liaoyuan marksmanship was unparalleled in the world, but it also restrained Li Ruohai's life.

This marksmanship is integrated into Li Ruohai's thoughts about his dead brother, and it is also integrated into his hatred for those who killed his dead brother, so this marksmanship is extremely powerful, treating everyone as nothing.

It's just that a set of marksmanship that treats everyone as nothing, but how can it accommodate itself.

Therefore, if he is not as good as Pang Ban and Lang Chuanyun, it is not because his talent is not as good as the two, nor because his martial arts and mood are inferior, but because he has evolved a set of marksmanship and encircled himself in it.

The last thing that people can escape is the cage they have set up.

"Your internal strength has been restored for the time being, but there are still problems, and when you meet Brother Zhenbei in the future, you and I will ask for his help, and today you and I will separate, and there will be a time to meet again in the future."

Ziqin withdrew his hand with a smile on his face, and no longer talked nonsense, clasped his fists at Han Bai and Fan Liangji, turned around and walked towards the outside of the valley.

"Don't be sad, do you know that your master has stepped into the same realm as Pang Ban."

Fan Liangji stretched out his hand to caress the back of Feng Xinglie, and couldn't help but sigh in his tone, Ling Duxu is a generation master, the first weather skill is unparalleled in the world, the only regret is that he failed to set foot in heaven and man because of the injury in Si Hanfei's hand, and Fan Liangji learned from Ling Duxu, and he has been practicing qigong for decades, and in recent years, he has realized that he is congenitally deficient because of the hardships of his early life, and there is no possibility of stepping into heaven and man in this life. (To be continued......)