The white-eyed old monk saw the two of them fall off the wall, and the figure flickered, and he was already on the spot, and one of them pushed a palm, hitting Yang Yunfei and Zhuang Bifan in the back of their hearts.

At first, he didn't take it seriously, but only a moment later, he saw Yang Zhuang and the others receive this palm, and they fell to the ground and died violently, so he couldn't help but be surprised.

At this time, the bright moon hung high, like day, but the white-clothed old monk looked up at the two people carefully, but he felt a chill on his back, as if he was walking alone in the dark night, and bumped into a living ghost in the deep mountain night tomb.

These two people are extremely thin and tall, their eyebrows are slanted down, their cheeks are thin and long, one is dressed in black and the other is white, just like the legendary impermanence ghosts, and the two look exactly the same, they are actually twin brothers.

The white-clothed old monk hurriedly protected Fukangan, and then sneered: "Who is my Dao, who is so capable, it turns out that the brothers Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi of the Red Flower Society have arrived." ”

Zhu Fuhua poisoned the villa, but these two were monitoring the Qing army on the rock platform in the middle of the cliff, and they were not poisoned.

When Xi Sisi saw Master coming, he was overjoyed and shouted, "Master, Yufeng is seriously injured, you two hurry up and save him." ”

Chang Hezhi nodded and said, "I see." His eyes did not move at all, he kept staring at the movements of the hands and feet of the white-clothed old monk, while Chang Bozhi took out his flying claws, and also looked at the white-clothed old monk, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Both of them saw that this white-clothed old monk was a bit evil, although his face was full of energy, faintly seemed to have a treasure flowing, three feet of silver hair under his chin, and a plain white monk's robe, dressed like an old fairy in a New Year's painting, but the evil spirit on his body, no matter how disguised he was, he couldn't get rid of it.

Qi Yufeng tore off the strip of cloth, tied the wound on his leg and said, "Two seniors, be careful that this old monk's nails are poisonous. ”

The three of them were shocked when they heard this, Chang Bozhi glanced at the old monk in white lightly, and said, "I see." ”

Xi Sisi quietly approached Qi Yufeng and said, "How do you know that his nails are poisonous?" ”

Qi Yufeng shook his head, and said in his heart, this old monk's two hands and claws look like chicken paws, and he has been putting his chest on his chest.

The white-clothed old monk saw that Fukangan was surrounded by the guards who came later, so he was relieved, turned his head and said: "The name of Xichuan Shuangxia has always been like thunder, but I don't know how we compare the law today?" ”

The Chang brothers didn't say a word, and threw their flying claws at the old monk. The old monk's figure flickered, and he dodged gently and skillfully, and the two of them did not go out of their claws, one grabbed the throat of a Qing soldier, and the other grabbed the chest of a guard.

The old monk was as light as a swallow, landed on the trunk of a tree more than one person high, and chuckled: "I have heard for a long time that the Taoist of Huilu is dead, and the kung fu of the Qingcheng faction is the first in the world, so why don't you make this sect unlearned, but scratch people with this flying claw?" ”

Chang Bozhi snorted lightly, retracted his flying claws, and threw the captured Qing soldier upward, pushing it out. The Qing soldier was like a huge secret weapon, and he rushed towards the white-clothed old monk and shouted, "Send you." ”

The old monk didn't dare to slack off, his body was in shape, like a white dragon, he jumped upwards and flew out more than a foot high.

Then he stepped on a tree trunk, which came first and slammed into the Qing soldier in mid-air.

After only a few clicks, the Qing soldier's tendons and bones were broken and fell to the ground. Qi Yufeng raised his eyes and saw that the Qing soldier's face was black and purple, obviously he had been poisoned.

Xi Sisi quietly approached Qi Yufeng's side and said: "This is the Shura Yin Sha Gong, as soon as the master catches it, that person will immediately become a poisonous person, if the monk makes a palm move, or gets closer, he will inevitably be attacked by poisonous gas, and he will definitely be killed immediately." ”

Qi Yufeng nodded and said: "This martial art is indeed vicious enough, but it may not be possible to kill the white-clothed old monk." ”

Chang Hezhi also grabbed a guard and threw it upward, the white-clothed old monk looked dashing, shifted his shape, and avoided this poisonous person faster than lightning, and fell to the ground like a white lotus, and said unhappily: "It's really a bit unreasonable for the two of you to treat your guests like this." ”

After saying that, the long sleeves flicked and flew towards the door of the two people, the Chang brothers came out with both claws, grabbed his long sleeves, who knew that he pushed it with him, and there was great softness in the sleeves, and the two of them were pushed out one after another.

Chang Hezhi was pushed to the ground by this sleeve, and when he landed, he took three steps backwards, and before he could stand firmly, he took a step back, and this time the old monk in white showed his clever internal strength, and he couldn't help but be surprised, and said in his heart: "Even the two Zen masters of the Southern Shaolin Tianhong Heavenly Mirror back then did not have this skill." ”

The old monk fell to the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and smiled sideways: "Two friends, can you still see this trick of this 'wind and clouds'?" ”

Chang Bozhi's face was expressionless, he glanced sideways at Qi Yufeng and Xi Sisi, and replied: "It's really amazing, you guys go quickly." The latter sentence was said to Qi Yufeng and the others.

Qi Yufeng saw that this white-clothed old monk showed his martial arts, and he was powerful, but no matter how he looked at it, he revealed a sense of strangeness, and he felt a little frightened.

The old monk was a little excited when he first showed his magic skills, and continued: "It's really a blessing to see Xian Kunzhong today, and there is also a trick White Flame Red Lotus, and I ask the two of you for advice." ”

Chang's two heroes glanced at each other, their hearts were connected, and they used black sand palm kung fu together. This black sand palm is the secret of the Qingcheng faction, formerly known as the heart destroying palm, it is said that when practiced to the depth, when the palm is swung, the enemy's heart is immediately split into seven or eight pieces and died, but there are no scars on the outside.

This kung fu passed to the end of the Ming Dynasty, lost the heart, fortunately, the Qingcheng Mountain Songfeng Guan Master Hui Lu Taoist painstakingly opened up another strange way, with refining poison instead of internal strength to complete this set of mastery, renamed Black Sand Palm.

Xichuan Shuangxia has been walking the rivers and lakes with this stunt for many years, and doing chivalrous righteousness everywhere, just because this martial arts is domineering and domineering, and people are ruthless, so they have the nickname of "black and white impermanence".

At that time, the head of the "Drunken Eight Immortals" was a drunkard who did a lot of evil, and when he heard that black and white impermanence had arrived at the meeting of the heads of the world, he was so frightened that he died of fear, which can be called a joke for a while.

The two of them were silent with their palms, attacking the old monk in white left and right, without any warning in advance, but the old monk in white did not dare to slack off, and also turned out with both palms, his right hand took the palm from the right, and the left hand received the palm from the left.

The four palms touched each other at the same time, and the Chang brothers only felt that a vicious aura was extremely strong, and it was even a little more domineering than the black sand palms they had practiced hard for many years.

Startled, the two of them attacked with another palm, slapped the old monk's ribs, the white-clothed old monk snorted, and suddenly forced, his palms were wrapped and entangled, like a skein, wrapped around the arms of the two people, and pressed the palms on the chests of the two respectively.

The two of them shouted angrily, rushed forward, waved their palms and hit again, the white-clothed old monk had an afterburner on his palm, unstoppable, bang twice, the two of them took a few steps out, only to feel the blood and qi on their bodies, cold to the bone, and like a red piece of iron sticking to the body, scorching abnormally, alternating between hot and cold for a while, and the pain was unbearable.

The two of them knew that they were not in a good relationship, so they immediately unbuttoned their clothes, only to see a strange bloody palm print printed on each of their chests. The two looked at each other, and they both felt that their whole bodies trembled, and for a while they felt like they had entered an ice cellar, their faces were pale, and for a while they were like entering a fire cave, and the heat was unbearable. The two of them originally had antidote pills, which were usually very effective, but after taking a few pills, they all sank into the sea and disappeared without a trace.

Chang Bozhi gritted his teeth so loudly that he was obviously enduring the pain, but he was strong and refused to moan.

At that moment, his face was paralyzed, and his true color did not change, and he snorted coldly: "White Flame Red Lotus, Red Lotus Blood ......" Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

Chang Hezhi couldn't hold on, kneeling on one knee, a trace of black blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, although the two faced the enemy of life and death, they didn't like to say much, so they meditated on luck and drove away the poison.

Xi Sisi was in a hurry, stretched out his hand to touch the master, only to feel a cold wind sucking into his palm, chilling through his bones, and he couldn't help but shiver. Qi Yufeng listened to Xi Sisi and his panic, and hurriedly grabbed Chang Bozhi's other hand, but he felt that his body was boiling hot, as if he was boiling a pot.

Seeing that the life and death of the two masters were uncertain, Xi Sisi couldn't help but burst into tears, kneeling on the ground and crying silently. Qi Yufeng was exhausted, his knees weakened, and he suddenly fell, looking at the white-clothed monk coldly.

Seeing that the four of them no longer had the strength to fight, the white-eyed old monk sneered, scratched his eyebrows with his little fingernails, looked back at Fukangan and said, "Handsome, it's done." ”

Fukangan was overjoyed, and hurriedly ordered the guards who came out of the cave one after another: "Quickly, cut down all the people in this villa, and not let anyone go." Burn this to the ground and find the treasure again! ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a rough voice say, "Don't bother you, I'll wait for myself to come." ”

I saw Hu Fei, Miao Renfeng and others holding the shadow wall with both hands, their lips purple and blue, trembling, one after another.

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