Looking at the young man in front of him, Xia Changqing's heart was full of coldness, although he didn't know how the young man in front of him recognized him, but he already had murderous intent towards Wang Anfeng, at this time, he personally sent it to the door, but how could he let it go, even if he was seriously injured, how could he lose to a nine-rank martial artist?

Leaving this time and returning to the rivers and lakes, this person will definitely rise to the top in the future, and there will be no chance to kill him.

At this point, the intention of fighting rose. Xia Changqing held the remnant knife and suddenly rose up, the long knife slashed, and the move was extremely ferocious.

Wang Anfeng received this move, his body stagnated, and only then did he use the help of the air to slash, and he and Xia Changqing fought evenly matched, although the latter was seriously injured, but after all, he was originally a third-grade martial artist, and the tiger died in the aftermath, and he was beaten backwards for a while.

At this time, the other person was in the air, and he was about to fall to the ground immediately, holding the sword in his right hand, grabbing it with his left hand, directly grabbing the flying reins, stepping on the saddle with his left foot, stabilizing his body, and stabbing forward with the sword, while Xia Changqing also fell on the other side, also holding the reins of the horse, swinging the knife and slashing obliquely.

The energy collided and there was a loud explosion.

The war horse raised its head and neighed, looking like madness.

This horse is a famous horse of different breeds, at this time frightened, the speed is extremely fast, almost like a strong wind, if it falls, even if it is Wang Anfeng's physical fitness, it will be seriously injured in an instant, but at this time, whether it is Wang Anfeng or Xia Changqing, there is no slightest fear, the two are only on the back of this war horse, every inch of land, crazy fighting.

When the swords collide, only the collision of pure combat experience remains.

Xia Changqing was seriously injured, and he wanted to use his own experience to kill Wang Anfeng, but after fighting more than a dozen moves, he was shocked to realize that he was gradually falling into disadvantage in this regard, and the young man in front of him was like fighting happily every day, and his experience was not below him at all, and even exceeded.

And with the mobilization of internal force to fight, the injury in the body is gradually deteriorating, gritting his teeth violently, the knife technique in his hand is becoming more and more ruthless, and when he is about to kill, he suddenly reverses the handle of the knife, and the soldier makes a dangerous move, and the wooden sword in Wang Anfeng's hand is jammed, and Wang Anfeng is so vigorous that Wang Anfeng can't break free for a while.

At the same time, his left hand was raised, and he faced the enemy with his palm, but the young man seemed to have no fear, and he also let go of the reins of his horse, and struck out violently, and the railing was placed on his wrist, which failed to make his move fall, and then turned into fingering, like the fall of a star, and went straight to his dantian point.

The war horse neighed and galloped.

Xia Changqing has a subtle and exquisite body in his body, even if he can't use much internal force, his footwork is already first-class in the world, but since Wang Anfeng practiced, he was honed by Mr. Win in various ways, standing on top of the war horse, and his strength has not been affected in the slightest, and he can even use the galloping momentum of the horse to shoot, becoming more and more fierce.

In just an instant, the two of them had dismantled more than a dozen moves on horseback, and the moves were ruthless, leaving no mercy.

Xia Changqing was more and more shocked in his heart, although the person in front of him was young, no matter how experienced he was, he was no worse than an old man like himself.

Every time he makes a move, he will be subject to the loss of a move, and he can't fight for a long time, but the young man's moves in front of him are becoming more and more subtle and fierce, and there are signs of becoming more and more courageous, obviously in the fight with himself, and he is growing rapidly.

Ruthless in his heart, he forcibly endured the throbbing pain of the meridians in his body, mobilized his strong internal force, and pushed a palm towards the front.

Wang Anfeng was in the middle of the battle at this time, and in this kind of life-fighting battle, the Pranya palm and the dot star finger became more and more sophisticated, and the experience accumulated in the Bronze Man Alley turned into inspiration, and erupted at the time of life and death, making his moves more and more exquisite.

Just as he was about to perform a subtle move in the palm of his hand, the opponent in front of him suddenly lifted his breath and slapped forward, the strong wind blew on his face, and before he came out of his palm, his cheeks were already painful, Wang Anfeng was shocked, his toes hooked the saddle, his left hand grabbed the reins of the horse again, and the whole person fell to one side, as if standing on the other side of the war horse.

Only at the moment when he turned over and fell, a vigorous energy rushed out like a dragon, destroying the trees on that side, at this time they were far away from the official road, this palm, I don't know how many trees and bluestones were broken into pieces, causing a strong wind, pulling the young man's hosta away and falling to the ground.

Wang Anfeng's black hair was flying, and his cheeks suddenly ached.

It was the torrent that drove the broken wooden branches, shooting out like arrows, cutting a scar on his face, and when he raised his eyes, Xia Changqing on that side also coughed, because of his reckless internal force, blood spurted out from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were fierce.

I knew in my heart that in this fight, even if I could hold this Xia Changqing until the injury broke out, the other party could also endure the pain and make a move.

As long as you eat this trick, you will die on the spot, just like the bluestone forest over there.

Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth, snorted, stood up, released the reins of the horse with his left hand, and slapped towards Xia Changqing, who coughed up blood while also taking Wang Anfeng's heart with one palm.

But seeing Xia Changqing's face was calm, he suddenly pushed it with one palm again, and knew in his heart that it was not good, so he suddenly dodged to the side.

But that palm fell, but there was no abnormality, Wang Anfeng's pupils shrank, and he saw that the five fingers were flexed, turning into tiger claws and falling towards his chest and abdomen.

Xia Changqing became famous for his foreign kung fu when he was young, although his claw skills have not been used for a long time, he has not diminished his power, and pierced five blood holes on the side of Wang Anfeng's waist, and then he has to twist his wrist to blow away the flesh and blood of the young man.

Wang Anfeng's heart sank, and he suddenly fell under the horse, at the same time, his left foot hooked the saddle, his right foot was raised, and he kicked Xia Changqing's chest and abdomen fiercely, the latter was not unable to dodge, but he was really damaged at this time, and he couldn't dodge, his body couldn't help but shake back, and the five fingers of his left hand withdrew from Wang Anfeng's waist and abdomen, pulling blood marks.

The young man's face was pale, only to feel a sharp pain from the side of the waist, bleeding non-stop, a careless, he had already suffered a lot of injuries, but at this time, he was almost hit by a bluestone, and his heart was shocked, only to find that the road ahead was rugged, and bluestones could be seen everywhere.

Fu raised his eyes again, and saw that Xia Changqing had not yet recovered his strength, so he secretly gritted his teeth. Suddenly pulled out the dagger sent by Xue Qinshuang last year from his waist, and stabbed directly into the artery of the war horse, and pulled it out violently, the horse was galloping at full speed, and was killed immediately by this blow, neighing miserably, and falling directly to the ground.

Wang Anfeng released the hilt of the wooden sword with his right hand, and hugged the brown-red horse with both hands, and was not thrown out, but Xia Changqing did not notice it, and found that his body had left the horse's back and hit the bluestone on the side, and his expression changed greatly.

Although the edges and corners of the bluestone are not sharp, but they are not masters of external skills, and they are seriously injured, hitting the waist at such a speed, they will inevitably break the muscles and bones, and almost instinctively exert the internal force of the middle and third grades, and the sleeves instantly hit the bluestone into powder, outlining the world and stabilizing the body.

Extremely fast and abruptly stopped, even the hem of the hair did not move, it can be seen that his cultivation is high, the weight is light, and he is really a master.

But in vain, the internal force of the three products is moved, and the meridians and internal organs are less protected, and the murderous aura of the soldiers instantly erodes inward, and for a while, the five organs are injured together, and they can't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

And Wang Anfeng was holding the steed and always keeping it under him, so although he was impacted, he still had the strength to fight.

The vision in front of him no longer swayed, Wang Anfeng struggled to get up, his wooden sword had been thrown far away, and the remnant knife was at hand, leaned down, held the handle of the remnant knife, staggered slightly, and walked towards Xia Changqing, who was kneeling on the ground, his body trembling, and he couldn't stop coughing up blood.

The internal force in the body flowed, the blade of the remnant knife trembled, Xia Changqing struggled to raise his head, and suddenly shouted with the last internal force, the voice was ghostly, not like a human voice, and then coughed up blood again, the mask could no longer be infused with internal force, and it was peeled off, revealing his original face, which was already as white as a ghost at this time.

The long knife spirit rhyme exploded, Wang Anfeng's feet stopped, and the sight in front of him suddenly changed. Unexpectedly returned to the Shaolin Temple, the bell rang in his ears, and the old abbot looked at him kindly, and said:

"Wouldn't it be better to kill a wicked person if you kill a wicked person, and if you save a wicked person, you will save your life, and there will be one less wicked person in the world, but one more good person?"

There is a divine weapon spirit on this knife, this thought is triggered from the young man's heart, Wang Anfeng's killing intent seems to have subsided, and he murmured:

"Kill a wicked person, don't kill it."

"Hit to the ......"

Xia Changqing's expression relaxed slightly, and he followed the young man's words and said:

"I've taken it."

The young man in front of him whispered:

"I've already taken ......"

But his expression suddenly became firm, and uneasiness rose in Xia Changqing's heart, and he suddenly heard the young man's steps, and shouted violently:

"But Master, I'm not convinced!"

The spirit of the long knife suddenly stopped, and then it was contaminated by the breath of Buddhism, Wang Anfeng stepped forward and stabbed it into Xia Changqing's throat.

In the Shaolin Temple, the bronze bell rings for a long time.

Yuan Ci closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name, although he was stunned, he was more happy.

There are two kinds of Shaolin Vajra Buddhism, one is to seek the heart like Vajra and not cause dust.

One,

Hold the power of vajra and cut off your troubles.

Yuan Ci closed his eyes and recited Buddhist scriptures:

"If you gather the truth and cut off your troubles, you will be liberated."

"If all the afflictions and sufferings are extinguished, and the karma of confusion is exhausted, then there will be no life and death, and the karma of the three realms will be extinguished, and the karma of the Three Realms will also be extinguished, and liberation and nirvana will be attained."

In the outside world, the internal force in Wang Anfeng's body suddenly surged, and in a long roar, he surged through the final stage of the second level, and naturally advanced to the eighth rank of martial arts, piercing the blade of Xia Changqing's throat, and there was a strong entanglement, suddenly rising into the sky, like an angry dragon.

After a few breaths, the young man calmed down, pulled out the long knife, and threw the remnant knife in front of Xia Changqing, while his right hand covered the wound on his waist, his body shook, and his face turned pale.

Xia Changqing's vision gradually blurred.

He was originally a four-grade master, even if he was pierced through the vital point, he would not die immediately, but at this time, any physical pain gradually disappeared, leaving only the strange peace of mind before death, he seemed to see the retreat he fantasized about in his mind, saw the chic side, the expansiveness of the deer green cliff, and his face gradually calmed down.

If so, that's not bad......

But at this time, he saw that the young man seemed to be listening to something, and his expression was serious, and then a green bamboo and a mask suddenly appeared in his hand.

The mask was all black, like a raccoon, majestic and cold, Xia Changqing's gradually dissipating consciousness suddenly recondensed, and the doubts in his mind were illuminated like lightning.

Wang Anfeng and Yi Nanping turned out to be just one person.

Xia Changqing's eyes widened unwillingly, losing focus.

It's like a play, being played with by him!

Wang Anfeng......

Xia Changqing's face, which had begun to be peaceful, was immediately distorted, full of surprise, unwillingness, pain, anger and hatred surging in his heart, his lips opened slightly, but in the next moment, he returned to eternal darkness and failed to speak.

A moment later, the Sanpin patrol in Fufeng City sensed that something was wrong and took off into the air.

I saw that Xia Changqing, who was wearing a long robe, knelt on the ground, his throat was pierced, and he didn't blink a eye, this hand directed the evil master of the Fufeng City Bureau, and he actually died in extreme pain and unwillingness, and there was a green bamboo standing in front of it, with a mask hanging on it, and a jade plaque that killed the word, colliding in the wind, making a crisp sound.

The patrol looked changed suddenly, and he couldn't speak, and after a few breaths, he was finally happy and convinced, and sighed:

"It's hard to settle...... It's hard to settle. ”

"I'll help the wind and accept your affection."

After saying that, he saluted the green bamboo chief, and then looked at Xia Changqing, who was dumbfounded, and spat on that face unceremoniously, only to feel that his heart was unusually happy, and he laughed out loud.

And at the same time, in the Shaolin Temple.

"Vomit ......"

Wang Anfeng was holding on to an old tree, his face was as pale as paper, and he kept retching, almost vomiting out all his internal organs.

Hong Luoyu glanced at him with disdain and said:

"What's the matter with you, boy, you cut people so fiercely just now, why are you afraid of being like this now?"

Wang Anfeng raised his head, but he didn't reply, but he only felt that his vision was shaking, and the feeling of standing on the horse and fighting was uncontrollable at this time, and it became more and more serious, his chest and abdomen surged, and he retched again while holding on to the trunk.

"Vomit ......"

Wu Changqing patted his back quite distressedly, the young man vomited for a long time, and he really couldn't vomit anything, but the whole person seemed to collapse, and he was very weak, and he was helped to the recliner by the old man, and just sat down, but he seemed to remember something, and suddenly struggled, and said:

"Second Master, Second Master, I'll go out first......"

The old man was puzzled, but he heard Wang Anfeng shouting:

"My hosta has just fallen out."

"One or two taels of silver, a pound of pork is only ten yuan......"

The boy's face was full of distress.

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