The arrows in the sky rained down, and the stars were dense, as if they didn't want money, all of them shot towards Qiao Feng.

Although Qiao Feng's martial arts have reached the late stage of their peak, and even the consummation of the peak martial arts, the dog-beating stick in his hand is impenetrable, but while dealing with the Western Xia warriors, he still has two arrows in his body after all.

Qiao Feng stretched out his hand to break an arrow, gritted his teeth and pulled it out, and immediately blood splattered out, but he did not change his color, took out a pot of wine from his arms, raised his head and drank it, and then threw the wine jug high into the air.

Eighteen palms of dragon descending!

A move [Dragon Battle in the Wild], suddenly the wind and clouds met, at this moment the world seemed to be overshadowed, eighteen golden dragons, let out a high-pitched dragon groan, roaring out, the three villains, Li Yanzong and the Western Xia soldiers were beaten with their heads scurrying, rolling to the ground, really embarrassed.

"Today, I can finally see the living Qiao Feng using the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, it is really mighty and incomparable, and he deserves to be the person who is most suitable for this set of palms."

"But ,......" Yi Xiaofeng thought for a moment, but stopped again and didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"But what? Let's catch up, look over there, there is an old man with long yellow hair in a wheelchair, it should be the lame Duan Yanqing, in the canyon ahead, he and Qiao Feng have a big battle, let's go and observe it too! ”

Honglian dragged Yi Xiaofeng's arm, very anxious, as if the star-chasing clan was afraid that she would miss some big star's autograph session.

Yi Xiaofeng smiled freely, "No, haven't you also seen the results of that station?" I will take you to a place with beautiful scenery and a good taste of the lakes and mountains and cultural customs of the Northern Song Dynasty. As he spoke, he took the red lotus and headed towards the southeast.

"Hey, where are we going? It's never too late to go after reading it! Honglian pouted her red little mouth, looking a little petty.

"Dali, Wuliang Mountain!"

Yi Xiaofeng directly ignored Red Lotus's little temper, laughed, and used a little force under his feet, and the two of them were like two divine eagles gliding into the air.

Under the blue sky, a few large white clouds are like marshmallows, and people can't help but want to take two bites.

The feeling of flying freely in the sky is really wonderful, if you learn to fly in the sky in the future, or even soar through the clouds and fog, such as Sun Wukong's somersault cloud, a somersault of 108,000 miles, then it is called the freedom and heroism of covering the world!

"Lian'er, why do I think that after you came to this world, it seems that your personality has changed, do you have any thoughts in your heart, can you tell me?"

"Where? No. Honglian glanced at Yi Xiaofeng and said angrily: "Even if there is, I'm in a bad mood right now, and I don't want to tell you, unless, unless you make me happy, I'll tell you." ”

Yi Xiaofeng smiled indifferently, looking at the beautiful face of Honglian who was close at hand, he suddenly felt that such an experience was actually quite good. The two people experience the wind and rain together, which is also conducive to the gradual deepening of the emotional fit and the experience of the children of the rivers and lakes.

Yi Xiaofeng and Honglian played all the way, singing and laughing, the sparsely populated wilderness used light skills to move and jump, and the crowd in the downtown area walked to watch the scenery and play, just like that, eating and drinking all the way, walking and stopping, the two exchanged feelings together at night, discussed and discussed martial arts, of course, most of them were Honglian asking Yi Xiaofeng for advice, and the days were full and happy.

Half a month later, a small town near Wuliang Mountain in Jingdong County, Dali.

"Xiaofeng, I can't walk anymore, let's find a restaurant to eat." Honglian's expression was a little tired, and she said with her hands on her waist.

"It's fine."

The two found a tavern that looked more elegant and clean and tidy, called: [Jingyue Inn].

The two ordered three meats, three vegetarian soups, two catties of low-alcohol fruit wine, vegetables and rice, and as soon as the vegetables and rice came up, Honglian let go of her belly and began to swallow wolfly.

"Eat slowly, in public, pay attention to your image." Yi Xiaofeng looked at Honglian as if she hadn't eaten for a few days, and reminded without caring about her image at all.

Honglian took a sip of fruit wine, swallowed the food in her mouth vigorously before she spoke: "It's not all your fault, you don't ride a horse, you have to use light work to hurry, you see that people have lost seven or eight pounds by you in the past few days." I'm hungry with my chest against my back, and I pay attention to what posture and image, besides, I'm not a lady in the first place. ”

"Hey, speaking of lady, there is a stunning beauty in Gusu Mantuo Villa, Wang Yuyan, it is better for you to take her down in front of Duan Yu and achieve a good story." After Honglian finished speaking, she took a small bite of vegetables and said with a face as usual.

Yi Xiaofeng didn't think she was telling the truth, the reason why they wanted to follow him into the plane was out of curiosity, secondly, because they wanted to spend more time alone with him, and thirdly, of course, to supervise and prevent other women from appearing beside him, once they found the signs, they could immediately nip them in the bud.

"Hehe, eat, drink, this wine has a fruity taste, the taste is very good, and the degree is low, you can drink more." Yi Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and stuffed the food into his mouth, and barely squeezed out a smile at Honglian, but no matter how he looked at it, it looked like he was forced, and it was uglier than crying.

Qingyi smiled silently, this poem is about the nerd Duan Yu ran away from home, and met a middle-aged man named Ma Wuge on the road, that Ma Wuge was going to the Infinite Sword Sect to watch the five-year competition of the East and West Sect, and Duan Yu had nothing to do, so he walked with him.

"Lian'er, eat enough, come with me, I seem to have seen Duan Yu."

"Really, it's not comfortable to eat a meal, which green onion is Duan Yu?"

"Who? You say Duan Yu? The red lotus meal was eaten with fruit wine, took out a tissue from the bag, wiped his mouth, tapped his feet, and followed Yi Xiaofeng to chase after him.

On Wuliang Mountain, a deep courtyard built of blue bricks and red heads and yellow walls appeared on the mountainside, and four big characters [Wuliang Sword School] were written on the door.

When Yi Xiaofeng and Red Lotus entered the Boundless Sword Sect, the competition between the Eastern and Western Sects had already begun.

The blue light flashed, and a green steel sword stabbed out and pointed at the woman's right shoulder, so that the man with the sword did not wait for the sword to move old, his wrist shook the sword obliquely, and the blade of the sword had already slashed towards the woman's right neck. The woman returned to the nest with a swallow, flashed the man's tricky blow, and turned around and hit the back of the man's thigh with a sword.

Unbeknownst to the man, he made a few more sword moves, made a lunge, and with a bit of force, his trousers were torn and stabbed, and a young man in a green shirt among the guests in the west couldn't help but let out a sneer. Then he knew that he had lost his temper, and hurriedly pressed his mouth with a fan.

There were two people sitting on the east side of the martial arts training hall, and the top was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a blue face and a closed mouth. The next one is a Taoist aunt in her forties, the corners of her mouth are lightly raised, and her expression is very proud.

The two were less than a foot apart, and there were more than a dozen young disciples standing behind them. On the west side sat a few guests on a row of chairs, and the eyes of both sides were focused on the gladiatorial battle in the middle of the field.

I lost the competition, and I lost the qualification to stop at the bottom of the Sword Lake Palace for five years to comprehend the mysteries of the martial arts of the immortal sword dance, and I was ashamed in my heart, and my face was gloomy, but at this time, the kid in the green shirt actually sneered, wouldn't this be called Dongzong in public and couldn't get off the stage.

"Brother Ma, is this your friend?"

"Oh, this Duan Gongzi is not my disciple, he heard that the scenery of Wuliang Mountain is quiet, so he came together."

"Since I'm not a friend of Fifth Brother Ma, this son, don't you laugh at my Dongzong's low martial arts and can't get into the eyes of the son?" Zuo Zimu said unhappily.

"Guangjie, you can go down and compete with this Duan Gongzi and learn his tricks."

This middle-aged man is Zuo Zimu, the head of the Eastern Sect of the Boundless Sword Sect, this person is also a man who sees the wind and steers, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, as soon as he hears that Duan Yu is alone, and he doesn't look like a martial arts master or a powerful family, he wants to take this opportunity to teach him a lesson, and by the way, he can get some face back.

"Yes, master." With a twist of his hand, Guangjie shook the scabbard out and inserted it into the wooden pillar.

"Duan Gongzi, please advise."

"You practice swords, I watch you practice." Duan Yu said with a smile.

"My master told you to compare swords, but do you compare or not?" Guangjie heard someone sneering on the side, and suddenly felt faceless, and shouted loudly.

"Your master is your master, not my master, I can't come, second, I'm afraid of losing, third, I'm afraid of pain, and fourth, I'm afraid of death, if I say no, I won't compare."

Hearing this, Xin Shuangqing, the head of the Western Sect, couldn't help but smile, Guangjie suddenly felt that he couldn't get off the stage, and the three-foot green sword shook, two or three inches in front of Duan Yu, and shouted angrily: "Are you comparable?" ”

"There are four immeasurables, one compassion, two compassion, three joys and four sacrifices, the Buddha of Amitayus, Amitabha!"

Guangjie couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, raised his sword and slashed at Duan Yu, and at this dangerous moment, a snake landed on Guangjie's arm, scaring him back, and was cut into several pieces by Zuo Zimu.

On the beam sat a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, especially those big watery eyes, very smart and lovely. This girl is Zhong Ling, the daughter of Zhong Wanqiu in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

"What a hibiscus out of the water, the water is beautiful and beautiful, why don't you hurry up and go to the hero to save the beauty, capture the heart, and hug the beauty?"

In a corner of the hall of the martial arts, there was a man and a woman, when they came in, no one found out, and the woman who spoke actually instigated the handsome man next to her to chase other girls, which is really not like the style of ancient women.

Before the slight sound of breaking the sky fell, Zuo Zimu, who raised his sword, suddenly stiffened and could no longer move, Xin Shuangqing, the head of the Western Sect, immediately stopped arresting Duan Yu and Zhong Ling, and carefully raised his guard and looked around.

Yi Xiaofeng and Red Lotus walked lightly and firmly to the center of the main hall, seemingly slowly, but in fact, one step is worthy of twenty or thirty steps, shrinking into inches? Everyone was shocked!

"Is the Infinite Sword Sect a shameless gang that only bullies the weak?" Yi Xiaofeng didn't know when he took a folding fan in his hand, and said righteously.

(End of chapter)