Eighteenth palm.

Also the first palm.

It is the most fierce move in the dragon palm, and Kanglong has regrets!

Repentance?

No regrets!

Eating meat in large chunks, drinking in large chunks, fighting grievances, and serving the country and the people, this is what a hero man should do.

But he was born in Daliao and grew up in the Great Song Dynasty, which country is it?

The place where he raised himself was heavier in his heart than the place where he was born, and the moment he stood up for Shaolin and stood up for the heroes, Xiao Feng knew the choice in his heart.

No regrets.

Suddenly, the air was brought out by Xiao Feng with a transparent qi wave of the same way, and the person had already arrived in front of Yue Yuan in an instant.

Facing Xiao Feng's palm, Yue Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of joy flashed in the bloodthirsty eyes through the pupils like snake eyes. And people, even under this move, do not avoid it, and they are actually resisting the most fierce move in the world with their bodies.

Boom!

palm, pressed on Yue Yuan's chest.

With Xiao Feng's roar, his energy suddenly passed through his body. The energy that passed through the body left a huge palm print on the ground. Faintly, everyone present heard a terrible howl similar to a dragon's groan, which seemed to echo in their ears.

Is it a hallucination?

Or is it really in my ears?

No one knows, but everyone has this feeling at this moment, but in cognition, everyone thinks it's just an illusion. It's just a delusion.

Because right now, what people care more about is the figure in the three-foot circle.

Rest.

Fixed.

People are still among them, not moving or playing.

“…… Or is it a failure? ”

A murmur came out of Xiao Feng's mouth, and the palms imprinted on Yue Yuan's heart finally fell weakly, and the bloodstained face was full of regret, helplessness, and self-mockery. It's just that he really wants to beat the person in front of him out of the circle, but at this moment. Xiao Feng also knew that he was afraid that he would be fooled.

But even so, there was nothing he could do.

"But I still lost!"

The body that fell softly did not fall directly, but was supported by Yue Yuan's hand, which made Xiao Feng's body still stand upright, but no matter what, even anyone could see Xiao Feng's body that was already rickety.

"Hah!"

Nodding, Yue Yuan leaned on Xiao Feng's ear and whispered expressionlessly, "You can't say that!" ”

"With your hands, with your most fierce palm in the world, I have lost the last weakness in my last body. Extinguish the remnants of the consciousness of an evil animal! ”

"I have to thank you for that!"

When he stepped on Shaomu Mountain and began to act on his own, with the operation of his own skills, Yue Yuan had gradually discovered the danger hidden in it, and that part of the dragon yuan brought not only the physiological condition of the dragon's nature, but also the vicious beast nature of the demon dragon itself.

It was not the best way to suppress it with supreme spiritual power alone, after completely absorbing Long Yuan, this beast nature had been integrated into itself. If you can't find a comparable femininity to counteract, then the only way left is to use the power of the strongest to forcibly destroy it.

And Xiao Feng, who has heroic blood, and his eighteen dragon-descending palms are the best candidates and martial arts.

Tilt your head slightly.

Looking in the direction of his right foot, the back heel was already close to the line of the circle. But he didn't step on it, fundamentally speaking, Yue Yuan didn't lose at all.

Even if he had thought about it before, Yue Yuan never expected to overdraw his life. Xiao Feng, who is extremely sublimated, will be so strong in the last palm. If you talk about the first two steps, it is just Yue Yuan's efforts to retreat in order to attract the last palm, but this third step. But under all his strength, he was forced out of half a step.

It can be said that Xiao Feng is a martial arts wizard in the true sense.

Diligence and talent are not lacking.

It's just that his time is too short and his fate is too miserable.

"No!"

"In fact, you won!"

Feeling the despair of the people around him, Yue Yuan looked at Xiao Feng in front of him, who had completely lost sight of the things in front of him, and looked at the gray hair that was already visible to the naked eye, Yue Yuan suddenly felt that he should tell a lie: "You saved the Shaolin Temple, you saved the heroes, and they are all grateful to you!" I don't care about your Liao identity, you are a real Great Song person, and you are more suitable for this identity than anyone else. ”

"Really?"

The words were full of surprise, even if Xiao Feng found that he was unable to stand on his feet now, and he was supported by the other party, he couldn't see anything, and even his ears were already rumbling, and he couldn't hear the sounds around him, only Yue Yuan's voice echoed in his ears.

"Yes, I lost!"

Nodding expressionlessly, in the corner of Yue Yuan's eyes, there was also a trace of sadness, sorrow for the person in front of him, and sorrow for himself for doing such a thing.

Yue Yuan never thinks of himself as a hero, and even thinks of himself as a bad person. But in his heart, he admires the heroes of the world. Over the years, in the true sense, there are only three people who can be admired by Yue Yuan in terms of behavior and character.

One is Guo Jing who is for the country and the people.

One is Hong Qigong, who said to himself that he didn't kill anyone, even after dying with Ouyang Feng, he still didn't forget what he said to him at the beginning, to help the Chilian Fairy get lost.

The remaining one, or the one that should have been ranked first, was Xiao Feng.

But there has never been a time when he feels that his mood will be so heavy as it is now. And this person who made Yue Yuan admire died in his own hands.

With Yue Yuan's eyesight, he could see that Xiao Feng had completely overdrawn his vitality and had no way to live. The last palm not only destroyed the remnants of the demon dragon's remaining consciousness, but also inflicted a lot of internal injuries on Yue Yuan himself.

The last palm at the cost of everything is really the most powerful palm in the world.

"Hah!"

"Hahaha!"

Xiao Feng smiled when he heard this, the blood in his mouth had long been unstoppable, but this did not hide the joy in his heart, "Then do you want to make a promise?" ”

"Yes!"

"That's good!"

"Please Brother Yue bring me a pot of wine, I want to drink......"

The short answer undoubtedly made Xiao Feng very satisfied, but after all, he felt that the smell of blood in his mouth was not very comfortable, and he wanted this enemy to get a pot of wine. But the wish in my heart, "The moment I saw Your Excellency, I wanted to have a drink with you!" ”

“……”

Even if he was seriously injured and had reached the point of dying, he was still arrogant, Yue Yuan's gaze was withdrawn from Xiao Feng's body, and seeing that the other party seemed to be able to hold on, he turned around and looked in the direction of the beggar disciple.

There was still wine on the bodies of the disciples who remained there.

With his right palm stretched out, he sucked a wine gourd in his hand from a distance of more than ten zhang, and turned around. Just as he was about to speak, he stopped suddenly.

Cracking sound!

A series of endless voices sounded from Xiao Feng's body, who had forcibly straightened up, and countless blood mist burst out. Especially the sword wound, a poignant blood spurted out. It was a sign that the muscles and veins of the whole body were broken, the bones were broken, and the blood exploded.

Suddenly.

Everyone present was stunned.

Even if many people have already guessed in their hearts, it is still unacceptable to see this scene now.

Almost all the Jianghu people who still had opinions about Xiao Feng's Liao identity before were gone at this moment. Some are just boundless pain, and there is remorse. Among them, the beggar gang disciples are especially strong. At this moment, the heroes of the rivers and lakes who had been frightened by Yue Yuan were surging again. The courage in my heart swelled up again.

In the field.

Yue Yuan quietly looked at Xiao Feng, who was still standing tall after his blood was splashed. Even if he is covered with blood and a mess, he still does not change the heroism of that body.

The sound of people crying echoed throughout the square. It is the sound of gritting teeth, and it is the sound of Buddha's horn.

There are also many eyes with extreme murderous intent.

At this moment.

At some point, snow began to fall from the originally dark sky, and a cold wind blew. seems to be grieving for the death of a heroic man in this world.

As the wind blew, Xiao Feng's body finally softened, and the whole person was about to kneel in the direction of Yue Yuan.

It's just that at the moment of kneeling, the corpse was supported by Yue Yuan's hands.

"Hero ......"

"You shouldn't die on your knees!"

After speaking, he gently pushed the corpse back, and Xiao Feng's body fell backwards like duckweed falling into the water.

'Oh my son!' The howl of sorrow came from behind the collapsed Shaolin wall, and the figure flickered in Xiao Yuanshan, who was swept away in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and at this moment, he had shaved his head and turned into an old monk, and he grabbed it in his arms at the moment when Xiao Feng's body landed, and then the whole person hugged his son and cried bitterly, "I shouldn't have come to take revenge...... You won't ever encounter such a thing! ”

"Big brother!"

"Brother Xiao!"

"Helper!"

"Xiao Daxia!"

Countless voices echoed in his ears, and Yue Yuan quietly took a few steps back, looking at the group of people in front of him who were completely crazy.

Alone.

A jug of wine.

Raising his head and gulping down, after drinking most of it, Yue Yuan turned the wine gourd in his hand upside down, spilled the wine in it in front of him little by little, and muttered to himself, his plan to have a drink with Xiao Feng was still not achieved in the end.

"Brother Qiao!"

"There's a sentence I forgot to tell you!"

"I lied to you about the previous words!"

……

Distance.

Concubine Xuan's face turned pale.

Dugufeng's face is also not very good-looking.

The end of a heroic boy like this has a great shock in the hearts of the two women.

One person looked at the crape myrtle soft sword in his hand, faintly distracted.

The other person, whose face is sometimes blue and sometimes white, has been thinking about his own approach in his mind, right?

Is it worth it?

Half a day.

only heard a wow, and the concubine raised her head and spurted a mouthful of blood.

"Hah!"

"This is the man I imagined!"

The woman standing on the side smiled, she was very satisfied with what Yue Yuan did. Turning her head, the woman's gaze fell on Concubine Xuan's body and asked, "Is he going to continue to destroy Shaolin...... The qiē you prayed for is not even an opponent yourself! ”

"It's sad!"

Looking at the mentally traumatized Shi Concubine Xuan, the woman's willow eyebrows were slightly curled, and she said in a seductive tone: "Do you want to save Shaolin?" ”

“……”

Turning her head violently, Concubine Xuan's eyes were staring at her daughter.

I only heard the other party say in a very casual tone: "Please! ”

"Just like I begged you to beg for!"

In an instant, Shi Fei Xuan never felt that the cold wind in this winter would be so cold.

Cold through the bone. (To be continued......)