The white-clothed old monk's face changed, and he was undecided, obviously he didn't want to let go of this great opportunity in front of him, and he was afraid that the white fox would appear, and he would also be teased like that Fukangan, which was really better than death.

The two sides are on the side of the courtyard wall, and around the cave, they are gathering more and more, gradually dividing into two wings, only the white fox Xiaofei, with a relaxed attitude, prone and in the center, understatement, tickling from time to time, wagging tails, as if the two sides are not in their eyes.

Both sides are murderous, but one side is powerless to move, so that one side is afraid of this natural spirit beast, dare not step forward, when the time comes, everything is silent, both sides are a word, the sound of breathing, faintly recognizable.

The white-clothed old monk hesitated for a long time, fear couldn't cover his greed for the king's treasure after all, the long knife in his hand flashed, and he said: "The white fox immortal is on top, if you don't get out of the way, the little monk will be offended." “

After saying a word, he spit twice on his hand, smeared it on his eyebrows, and then chanted words in his mouth, brandished a long knife, and began to exorcise evil spirits.

Qi Yufeng is the most familiar with Xiao Fei, although it looks like it is calm on the surface, it is actually struggling to support, its belly is bulging, and there is a pool of shiny liquid flowing on the ground behind it, obviously it is time to give birth.

He was anxious, and couldn't help but look at Hu and Miao, Miao Renfeng also frowned, sighed, and beckoned, "Come here." ”

Qi Yufeng walked to Miao Renfeng, squatted down, Miao Renfeng looked at Xiao Fei, his eyes showed a sad look, and said: "Xiao Fei is about to give birth, you go and bring him back, don't because of us rough people, cut off the incense of its spirit beast, we can hardly pay off its favor, how can we let it sacrifice its life for us ordinary people." ”

Qi Yufeng nodded, and wanted to act, but Wuqingzi, the head of Wudang, who was sitting silently next to him, suddenly said: "Slow down......"

Qi Yufeng lowered his head and returned, and Wu Qingzi whispered: "Your swordsmanship has been completed, and I can't teach you, but your internal skills are too poor to fight this demon monk, you come over ......"

Qi Yufeng approached as he said, Wu Qingzi glanced at him, trembling and majestic, he took out three hibiscus gold needles from the placket of his clothes and inserted them on his wrists.

Qi Yufeng stabbed the golden needle into his skin according to his words, Miao Renfeng watched from the sidelines, and suddenly said: "Golden needle puncture? Open up the meridians of Rendu? ”

Wu Qingzi made a few movements, almost didn't even have the strength to speak, and he gasped for a long time before he said in a trembling voice: "Not bad......"

Miao Renfeng said: "So I'll help you." After saying that, he grabbed Qi Yufeng's wrist with both hands, and Wu Qingzi also grabbed his other wrist, and the two of them pointed their right hand fingers at his vein.

Qi Yufeng suddenly felt that the two extremely domineering internal forces converged into a warm current, invading the heart and spleen along the arm and then the limbs and hundreds of remains, the whole body acupoints were like ten thousand needles and thorns, the pain was extreme, if he could faint in pain, it would be insensitive, but he was very clear, the wind blew the leaves, the sound of grass and trees and insects, and the old demon monk's thoughts were full of words, one by one.

After a while, I only felt that the warm current penetrated the top door, and suddenly exploded, crazy and violent, flowing through the whole body, like silk, like intermittent, extremely hot, as if there was a stream of magma flowing in the middle of the blood, vertical and horizontal.

Qi Yufeng only felt that he was in the furnace, and couldn't help but open his mouth and moan.

Miao Renfeng was weak, so he could only whisper: "My skills have not been perfected, and I can only do this, you bear with it, don't make a sound." ”

Qi Yufeng nodded immediately, and exercised his strength to calm his mind and adjust his internal breath, but the more he exercised, the more uncomfortable his limbs became, and he only felt that his whole body was hot and dry, like fire.

After a while, Wu Qingzi exhausted his strength and said softly: "Chief Helmsman Chen." ”

Chen Jialuo nodded, and also handed out his hand to hold Qi Yufeng, while Zhao Banshan moved his body and came over to replace Miao Renfeng.

At that moment, two streams of heat poured into his body, Qi Yufeng only felt that his mouth was dry, his mind was dizzy, and he was extremely depressed, so he could only support it with a strong and courageous spirit.

After only a cup of tea, Chen Jialuo shook his head and let go of his hands, sighed lightly, and then Zhao Banshan also gently let go of his hands, drooped on the ground, and slowly closed his eyes.

Qi Yufeng only felt that his whole body was like rolling in an oil pot, and his skin was scorched and dry, and when he felt that he could no longer support it, and only wanted to roar towards the sky to relieve the pain, four thick arms gently supported him, and gently pressed on his back shoulders, and in a trance, he recognized that one of these two people was Wen Tailai, the fourth leader of the Red Flower Society, and the other was Lin Shuangwen, the helmsman of the Heaven and Earth Society.

The two of them squeezed the big hole behind him with their fingers, and the internal breath was like nothing, and after a while, he only felt as if there was a clear spring infiltrating his body, and the violent aura gradually settled. Every moment passes, the body is comfortable, and after that, I only feel cool and comfortable, indescribably comfortable.

He opened his eyes, and saw that the people beside him had been replaced by Yuan Guannan and Master Hu Fei, both of whom were extremely pure, bubbling into his meridians, calming his heart and veins, after a long time, Yuan Guannan's face was haggard, and he only felt that his mind was in a trance, and he sighed softly: "After all, my skills are not enough......

Halfway through the words, a pair of hands hung down, Qi Yufeng only felt that the heat was extremely hot, and suddenly surged again, agitating the might, it seemed to be more violent than Fang Cai, and he couldn't help but sink in his heart.

Tilting his head slightly, he saw that Hu Fei's face was also withered, his hands trembled, and he struggled to support it.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a soft Buddha name: "Amitabha, the old man is fortunate not to be late." In a word, a finger was fixed in Qi Yufeng's heart, and a true qi was strong and mellow, full of righteousness, and injected into his body, it was like a warm spring, dissolving the violent qi in his body.

After a cup of tea, Qi Yufeng stood up suddenly, his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, ** full of sweat, at this time, his body was full of true qi and stirred, as if it broke out of the body, and in the veins of the whole body, it was like a stream of extremely clear spring water flowing, which was extremely comfortable.

He moved his wrist, only felt that he had great strength in every move, his body was light and healthy, very different from usual, and he was full of energy, so he grabbed the Xuanjin long sword in his hand at the moment, jumped in the air, jumped out of the way, and went straight to the nameless old monk.

In the air, he only felt that the bones of his whole body were trembling slightly, and the subtle clicking sound converged into a tiger and leopard thunder sound, and when he waved the long sword in his hand, he used the stabbing word in the "Changbai Sword Sutra", and the Xuanjin sword flashed with a golden light, like a star gallop lightning, stabbing directly at the white-clothed old monk.

People are like cats jumping over foxes, thunder and lightning are in the sky, swords are like waves in the sea of clouds, and rigidity and softness are combined. His sword really has the potential to crack stones and break through clouds, shining like a meteor and stealing people's hearts.

The white-clothed old monk suddenly saw a person jumping up in the crowd, opening his teeth and dancing claws, waving a golden sword, rushing to his face, immediately startled, received the Taoist supernatural powers, and wiped the oblique knife in his hand.

But Qi Yufeng's sword is rare, sharp, dazzling gold, near his chest, this old monk suddenly inexplicably gave birth to a timidity, and hurriedly opened to the left, like wearing flowers and willows, extremely fast.

With a snort, the sword pierced through his shirt and into his arm.

The white-clothed old monk was shocked, and took seven steps back in a row, holding the knife in one hand, revealing half of his snow-white arm, drenched in blood, and showing an incredible look on his face.

Qi Yufeng failed to see the success of a move, turned around on the ground, and made a move in the snow mountain swordsmanship of the "flying dragon upside down", this sword slashed hard, the momentum was fierce, the sword body oscillated the air, and there was a faint humming sound, such as the fierceness of the rainstorm, such as the fierceness of the wind, the momentum was awe-inspiring, and the majesty was incomparable.

The old monk fixed his mind, waved the long knife in his hand, the blade was slashed obliquely against his blade, and he wanted to erase the strength of the sword with the force of the force, who knew that at this time Qi Yufeng suddenly changed his move, the long sword drew a circle in the air, and turned into a circle, just like the tangible and qualitative, the long sword was raised, like an eagle falcon roaring, rising to the sky.

Seeing the golden light and the sword qi vertical and horizontal, the white-clothed old monk only felt that the cold wind hit his body, and he knew that it was not good, so he hurriedly blocked it with a single knife, but Qi Yufeng's Xuanjin sword was so sharp, and the long knife in his hand was gently cut like paper......

This is the world's first-class White Lotus Sect leader in martial arts and resourcefulness, only to feel that the golden light on his face is reflected, he hurriedly closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he suddenly appeared, one of his arms had taken off his body and flew away!

The white-clothed old monk spat out a mouthful of blood, stomped his foot, and shot straight into a white dragon, turning in the air, flying with lightning, escaping to the entrance of the cave, and asked in a trembling voice: "What kind of swordsmanship is this?" ”

Qi Yufeng stepped forward to pick up Xiao Fei, only to feel that it trembled slightly, obviously at the end of the crossbow, he stroked it gently, his heart was full of pity and gratitude. Xiao Fei gently licked his palm, Qi Yufeng only felt that his little tongue was warm, and he was immediately relieved.

Before he could answer, a mellow voice on the courtyard wall said, "Dayan, do you still want to continue to be persistent?" ”

The white-clothed old monk looked up and saw an old monk wearing a gray robe, with skin like ink, standing in the crowd. He was determined, tied his broken arm with the sleeve of his robe, and snorted coldly: "Senior Brother Dayong, aren't you dead yet?" ”

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