The night breeze looked at the woman's graceful back very familiarly, the woman turned her back to herself, wearing a water-green dress and the waist-length hair like the black waterfall fluttered slightly with the breeze, the sun reflected on her white neck, and her skin was crystal clear. The slender figure seems to be dancing with the wind, and it wants to fly away with the wind at any time, like a fairy.

Although I didn't see the woman's appearance, I could know that the woman was not an ordinary person just by the back, and she exuded a beautiful temperament from top to bottom.

"Isn't this Li Wan'er, the daughter of Scholar Li? Why is she here?"

Night Wind was a little puzzled, and his mind couldn't help but recall the old man's words, and he said with a flash of inspiration: "Could it be that she is the apprentice of the old Taoist?"

At this moment, an old voice came from a distance: "He Fang is small, he dares to peep at the old Dao disciple!"

The word "disciple" did not fall, the voice came from far and near, and in a blink of an eye, he came behind the night wind, and a strong palm wind slapped down the back of the night wind.

"What a fast speed!" Feeling the palm wind behind him, the figure of the night wind flashed instantly, avoiding the palm wind of the old Taoist, and the body was like a fallen leaf spinning in the air a few times before falling, but the heart was amazed by the light skill of the old Taoist, you must know that the light skill used by the night wind today is still Jin Yangong, but it has combined the advantages of many light skills of Ling Bo Weibu, and it can be said that it is the pinnacle of light skills, and few people can match the conceit, Rui Ran has long known that the old Taoist's martial arts are unfathomable, but he didn't expect that the light skills shown by the old Taoist just now are not weaker than him.

"The junior dares to trespass on the Qingyun Temple, your courage is not small! Night Wind's mind was spinning, and it only took a few breaths, and a tall and thin cyan robe figure flashed out of the forest, standing in front of Night Wind with a unique indifferent momentum.

Ye Feng's face was indifferent, he looked at the old Taoist priest standing not far in front of him, glanced at Li Wan'er who was looking at him with a little panic beside him, and said softly with a faint smile: "Where do the words of the Taoist start from? The juniors were originally passing by here, and found that this place is extremely quiet and suitable for the elderly, so why not come and take a look at the juniors, as for peeping at the disciples of the Dao Elder, it is even more ridiculous, but here are the juniors who are here first, so why peep?"

"The kid has a good mouth, hiding his head and showing his tail, I just don't know if your skills are as good as your mouth?" The old Taoist priest looked at the masked young man in front of him, his eyes flashed with a trace of anger, and his body suddenly turned into a swift wind and stepped forward. The right palm swung out, with the surging strength of the sea tide, and went straight to the chest of the night wind.

"Since the Taoist wants to teach the juniors, then please!"

The old Taoist's blow seemed to be suspected of a sneak attack, but just now the two sides collided with each other, and the old Taoist's intention to make a move was already extremely obvious in his momentum, and the martial arts reached the level of the night wind and the old Taoist, and there would be no mistakes in the induction of this qi, so both sides didn't seem to say hello, in fact, they had already tacitly started at the same time.

The figure of the night wind is like fluttering with the wind, in the face of the old Taoist's stormy moves, the body fluttering seems to drive several phantoms, and when there is no room for it, he dodges the old Taoist's moves, and at the same time points out, and the dignified and righteous Yang finger is aimed at the old Taoist's palm wind.

"Hmph!One Yang Finger!?" Although he was surprised that the night wind would actually be the mastery of the Dali Duan clan hundreds of years ago, the old Taoist priest's face remained unchanged, and his body shape instantly shifted so that the night wind seemed to be plain, but it was extremely dangerous, and at the same time, the five fingers were together and the sword danced into an afterimage, as if the night wind was shrouded in the night wind - the sword palm of the fallen Ying!

"Luoying Divine Sword Palm? How is this possible?" Night Wind exclaimed, but his subordinates did not dare to slack off, "Drink!" With a broken drink, he sat down on his waist and pulled out his posture, and condensed his true qi with a punch straight into the middle palace, ignoring the flying afterimage, he actually passed through the flaw of the old Taoist's palm when he was not allowed to do so, and directly aimed at the flaw in the old Taoist's left shoulder, although he didn't know why the old Taoist priest would be Huang Yaoshi's mastery, but the night wind was also very familiar with the Luoying Divine Sword Palm, and instantly saw through the flaws in the palm.

"How is it impossible? Just allow the kid who hides his head and tail to use a yang finger, and doesn't allow Lao Dao to use the Luoying Divine Sword Palm?"

"Bang bang bang!!" The old Taoist priest, as a master of the peak realm in the middle of the peerless period, his moves were broken, and his expression was not moved at all, but he changed his moves extremely quickly, and an afterimage actually directly turned into reality, and the fists facing the night wind collided together, and the true qi of the two sides collided.

The true air of the night wind is peaceful, like the waves of the sea, turbulent Pengbai. With the power of a yang finger, there is an unstoppable momentum.

The true qi of the old Taoist priest is ethereal like a cloud, gathering and scattering at will, real or virtual, unpredictable, the true qi of the two sides collided, but a series of continuous sonic booms broke out, overflowing with energy, stirring up countless petals and stumps around them, like raindrops, which were thrown to decorate the place where the two fought like a dream.

"Junior, such a powerful kung fu!" The old Taoist priest's eyes flashed, and he still had the strength to speak in the leisure time of the fierce fight, obviously he had not gone all out, in fact, as a peerless mid-stage realm master, the old man knew that the true qi of the two was equal at the moment of fighting with the night wind, and they were both in the peerless mid-stage realm, but it was not good to see that the night wind had never used all his strength, and it was not good to bully the small with the big.

He didn't know that Ye Feng didn't want to do his best, but that Ye Feng had stolen all the collections of Qingyun Temple, and he was already guilty, so how could he be embarrassed to fight with the old Taoist priest with all his might.

As time passed, the old Taoist priest was more and more surprised in his heart, he found that the subtlety of the night wind's moves, a yang finger in his hand made it superb, even more refined than his own Luoying Divine Sword, and he faintly sighed in his heart, I don't know what force actually cultivated such a demon,

Seeing the joy of hunting, the old Taoist priest gradually couldn't help but increase his skills, and his moves changed, but he used a set of unknown palm techniques, which were unpredictable, rigid and soft, and even much more exquisite than the previous Luoying Divine Sword Palm. Immediately, Ye Feng felt a burst of pressure, and then his moves also changed, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descending were instantly used.

The sound of a dragon's groan sounded and was truly indestructible and unbreakable. Although the number of moves is limited, each move is extremely powerful.

"Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon, boy, who are you? Even the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon, which has been lost for a hundred years by the Beggars?" The old Taoist priest was suddenly startled, but he was suspicious of the origin of the night wind, so he no longer showed mercy to his subordinates, and decided to take it down, and asked about the calendar, the palms suddenly changed, no longer blindly rigid and soft, and began to become soft, after all, the legend of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Gang is just to the strong, it is the pinnacle of martial arts in the outer martial arts, and hundreds of years ago, Hong Qigong relied on this set of martial arts to lay the name of the world's five uniques, how can you underestimate it! If you want to break its offensive, it is best to overcome the rigid with softness.

For a moment, no matter how the night wind's palm changed, it could never break through the old Taoist's defense.

"What kind of martial arts is this, it seems to be soft, but it is like silk, endless, is it the legendary Wudang School's Tai Chi Boxing?" In the blink of an eye, the old Taoist priest had already made a hundred moves with the night wind, and gradually the two of them played a real fire, but after all, whether it was true qi or the same realm, it was always up and down.

Seeing that the sky is about to darken, the night wind is also anxious, if it goes on like this, in case Qingyunguan comes to someone, wouldn't it be a sheep into the tiger's mouth, thinking of this, the legs and feet shot up like a spring, the body took advantage of the momentum to rise into the air, the right hand turned into a palm in the air and suddenly made a palm, a dragon groan came, the old Taoist priest's eyes condensed only to feel a sharp palm wind in the air slashed, and before the attack came, there was a fierce wind blowing his cheeks painfully, it was the flying dragon that the night wind had never used in the sky.

The night wind used this palm, the old Taoist instinctively felt an extremely dangerous force, immediately stepped on the Tai Chi, forming a soft force field around the body, the palms were round, and the flexible energy was in the palm wind when the wind came to the body, and immediately wrapped this condensed and heavy force, dissolved layer by layer, and pulled a trace of traction.

It's just that even if the true qi of the old Taoist priest is extremely pure, it is difficult to resist the most powerful palm among the legendary eighteen palms of the dragon descending, the palm wind is like rigid, and the silky wisps of true qi under the palm power of the night wind are broken and broken.

The soft and dense circular position around the old Taoist priest was also deeply sunken in, and finally, with a bang of "bang", it shattered, and the old Taoist priest immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person "kicked and pedaled" and retreated more than ten steps in a row, and then he barely stood still.

"But the old way lost, I didn't expect the back waves of the Yangtze River to push the front waves, the old way was defeated in the hands of the juniors, if you want to kill or scrape, the old way admitted!"

The old Taoist priest said a little weakly that the last palm of the night wind had already caused the old Taoist to suffer a lot of internal injuries, and it would take more than half a month to recuperate.

"Master!" At this moment, Li Wan'er's body flashed, ran over, came to the old Taoist's side, helped the old Taoist priest up, and said anxiously: "Master, how are you?"

The old Taoist priest smiled with relief: "The old Taoist is fine, but he is a little arrogant." As he spoke, he coughed a few times.

The Taoist said with a smile, the kid had already told the Taoist that the kid was passing by on this trip, and since the advice had passed, the kid would go first. Night Wind glanced at the old Taoist priest, and Li Wan'er, who was anxious on the side, said with a smile, and after speaking, his body shook, turned into a wisp of breeze, and disappeared.

"Ahem! I didn't expect to be pecked by geese all day long, this kid's martial arts are not only extremely high, but also the moves are endless, proficient in hundreds of schools? I don't know which force cultivated the demon, it seems that the old Taoist priest is also old. The old Taoist priest looked at the disappearing figure of the night breeze and sighed slightly.

"Master, don't speak, it's better for the disciple to help you go back to rest!" Li Wan'er said with concern, but her heart couldn't help flashing the demon-like figure just now.

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