It was cold, extremely cold, as if he jumped into the ice cave from a dream in an instant, such a stimulus made Li Xiaodao wake up suddenly, and saw a young man with a red scar on his forehead, dressed in a Taoist robe, standing in front of him, his right hand palm, towards his head!

Li Xiaodao didn't have time to react at all, and his palm went to his top door with a hint of coldness, seeing that Li Xiaodao's life was in an instant, at this moment, the old monk who was drunk like a puddle of mud suddenly opened his eyes, and saw his eyes fluttering, and his face was like a cloud.

"Xuanming Divine Palm!"

At the same time that the old monk broke this mystery, he suddenly stretched out his leg and kicked Li Xiaodao aside.

Bang.

A palm close at hand, with the ice wind slapped past Li Xiaodao's ear, hitting the stone wall of the wine cellar, and the gravel splashed in the loud sound, but what was even more terrifying was that there were tiny ice particles on the stone wall. There aren't many ice particles like this, but it's still frightening.

"You old thief is hiding deeply, I should have sent you to Huangquan Road first."

The young man who looked like a man didn't expect his move to miss, and his face became hideous, and as he spoke, his palms swept towards the old monk left and right.

Seeing this, the old monk just rolled and lay on the ground, avoiding these palms, and the man turned into a blow with his palms, turning his palms over, and slapping his left and right palms down one after the other. The old monk's face was still red, obviously he hadn't broken through the ban he had set up, but he was immersed in the martial arts. Lewd. Extremely deep, the moves are even more imaginative, in the face of the Taoist's fierce pursuit, he just connected the dots with his feet, and the whole person slipped backwards against the ground, and avoided the past again.

After a few more moves, the old monk was like a slippery loach, and the young Taoist couldn't hold him at all, and as time went by, the breath on the old monk's body gradually revealed, and the young Taoist couldn't help but feel a palpitation in his heart.

Feeling this, a trace of viciousness flashed in the eyes of this young Taoist, and at the moment, he didn't care about the old monk anymore, turned around and walked towards Li Xiaodao.

Although this person is young, only eighteen or nineteen years old, his skills are far deeper than Li Xiaodao, and his practice is even more vicious Xuanming Divine Palm, Li Xiaodao is definitely not an opponent, if he really fights, he is afraid that Li Xiaodao may be injured within a few moves, not to mention that Li Xiaodao has not fully sobered up.

The old monk knew this very well, so at the moment when the young Taoist turned around, he jumped up from the ground, his face was red, and he followed with a palm.

"You've been fooled."

The young Taoist smiled suspiciously, and at the same time, he turned around very quickly, and slapped it backwards.

It turned out that all this was the calculation of the young Taoist. He wasn't sure if the old monk would save Li Xiaodao, this was just his temptation, if the old monk was not fooled, he would naturally kill Li Xiaodao and retreat, and then call others to deal with the old monk together.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the two flesh palms met, followed by the young Taoist with the internal force in the body to urge the Xuan Shen Divine Palm, the Yin Han palm force penetrated into the old monk's body, the old monk seemed to have not completely broken the ban, the two of them competed like this, but in a few breaths, the old monk was defeated, first his face was red and dim, and then his lips were pale, his breath was faint, and he looked like a cold poison entering the body and invading the heart.

"Old monk!"

Li Xiaodao was already a lot more sober at this time, he thought that the old monk should deal with this young Taoist with a handle, but he forgot that the old monk had self-appointed internal force before the wine fight, and now it has become such a situation. He stood up abruptly and tried to go up to help, but found that he was so lightheaded that he couldn't take a step.

!

Li Xiaodao scolded in his heart, he was also ruthless, and in his heart, he was anxious, while urging his internal strength to dissolve the wine, the other side bit on the tongue, and in an instant, the thick smell of blood overflowed in his mouth, and the strength of the wine was suppressed under such stimulation, and then he took a deep breath, and his right hand clenched his fist towards the back of the young Taoist's heart.

He just wanted to kill this person with one punch at this moment, but at the moment of this punch, he suddenly felt a shock in his mind, and then, a huge fist shadow was imprinted into it, and Li Xiaodao's whole person froze at once, as if he had been immobilized by a spell, only a madness, violent but with a faint sad breath came out.

Tyrant!

Li Xiaodao didn't expect that Li Shenzhou or the faceless scholar's hegemonic punch had not disappeared, but appeared right now, and after it appeared, his body seemed to no longer belong to him, and in his spiritual consciousness, this hegemonic punch ravaged him again and again.

"Damn, damn, damn!"

Li Xiaodao's killing intent was boiling, not only to the young Taoist, but also to this hegemonic fist, but he found that the stronger his killing intent, the clearer this tyrant fist became, and it seemed that some mysterious things were imprinted in his mind. However, Li Xiaodao didn't want to pay attention to these things at all now, and just wanted to get rid of the influence of the hegemonic fist as soon as possible, so he forcibly restrained his killing intent and calmed himself down.

I don't know how long it took, the tyrant fist quietly disappeared, Li Xiaodao came back to his senses, and saw that his fist was like the wind, smashing at the young Taoist, but before his punch arrived, the Taoist shouted: "Get out of the way!" ”

Between the cheers, the young Taoist stepped back half a step, his body half turned back, and the other palm roared out and slapped Li Xiaodao's fist, the moment the fists touched, Li Xiaodao only felt a strange cold into his body, his body couldn't help but tremble, the whole person had a feeling of being frozen, and even his thinking seemed to be sluggish.

"Dare to come to death with this little effort?"

The young Taoist showed a sneering smile on his face, and the power of the poisonous palm in his palm increased sharply, but in a few breaths, Li Xiaodao felt as if he was about to be completely frozen, and his consciousness had become blurred, but in this blur, he seemed to see a huge fist, and at the same time, he heard someone talking: 'Spirit, the bearing of human consciousness, the root of the soul, is applied to martial arts, and it can form a unique 'potential' through the combination of intention and thought and martial arts.

Li Shenzhou's hegemony is the destruction with sorrow, ruthlessness with injury, ordinary people can not understand, so can not understand the essence, practice into the hegemony of the boxing, but through other ideas and ideas can be simulated a few points, in the way of ideas, especially left 'mind decision', destined people to understand it.

The intention is born from the heart, and the heart is locked before refining the will..."

If Li Xiaodao is still awake, he will definitely be able to hear that this is the voice of a faceless scholar, this voice explains the mystery in this hegemonic fist in the front, and the back is about the cultivation method and method of 'heart decision'. It's just that Li Xiaodao is drowsy at this time, and he can't understand it at all, and besides, these things, even if he can't understand them for a while when he is sober, it won't help him at the moment.

Seeing that Li Xiaodao's life was hanging by a thread, at this moment, the old monk who was full of ashes, as if he had been deeply cold and poisonous, suddenly opened his eyes, and then only heard a buzzing sound coming from his abdomen, followed by a masculine and majestic breath like a dry day and a dry sky.

In the next moment, the red light on the old monk's face reappeared, the ashes dissipated, and the light in his eyes moved again. At the same time, he snorted softly, and the surging Jiuyang internal force surged out of the dantian like a flood that burst the embankment, scattering into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and at the same time expelling all the cold poison, it was also swept into the hands of the young Taoist.

"You..."

The young Taoist was shocked, but as soon as he said a word in his mouth, his teeth trembled, and his whole body trembled, he was counterattacked by the cold poison in the palm of his Xuan Ming God, and this kind of counterattack would only occur when he encountered an opponent who was much higher than his internal strength and fought against him.

Although this young Taoist is powerful, he is still too far behind the Fighting Wine Monk, and once the backlash occurs, the onset speed of the cold poison can be faster and more poisonous than that of the person who has been hit by the Xuanming Divine Palm. Therefore, after only a few breaths, the young Daoist's face became extremely pale, his mouth was even darker, and even one or two ice particles condensed on his cheeks.

"Amitabha."

The old monk put his hands together and saluted, and the young Taoist fell straight to the ground, and Li Xiaodao, who did not have cold poison invading his body again, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said, "Don't read it." ”

The old monk laughed, and as soon as he lifted his feet, he flashed in front of Li Xiaodao, and then held it with one hand, but pressed the other hand on Li Xiaodao's dantian, and soon, Li Xiaodao only felt a hot breath entering his body, and the cold poison in his body was like spring snow melting, and the situation improved greatly. In this way, Li Xiaodao couldn't help but be shocked, and said: "Where did the wild Dao people come from, they destroyed our good world's first bucket of wine, and they deserved to be devoured by their own Xuanming God Palm!" ”

"The donor doesn't have to be worried, this wine fight has already been known, no matter what the reason, the old monk broke the ban by himself, after all, he went back on his word, and the old monk lost."

The old monk was so frank, which made Li Xiaodao very embarrassed, after all, his original intentions were not pure, and the old monk's self-styled internal strength was also stimulated by him.

"Actually, I also urged the internal qi just now, and I want to dissolve the alcohol smell. And you're breaking through the internal force for..."

Without waiting for Li Xiaodao to finish speaking, the old monk interrupted the conversation, and only said: "The donor is a benevolent person, knowing that his skills are low, he can save the old monk or rush up like a moth to the fire, if there is no punch from the previous donor, the old monk is in danger today." ”

"Don't comfort me, I'm just stupid."

Isn't that stupid? Li Xiaodao, who thinks he knows Jiuyang very well, only needs to calm down and think about it, and he also knows whether he has made a move before, and the old monk will definitely be fine, after all, Jiuyang Divine Skill is the nemesis of all yin and poisonous martial arts in the world, and it has a more miraculous effect on the Xuanming Divine Palm, even if the old monk seals the internal force, as long as he forcibly impacts it, he leads out an internal force to protect the heart first, and then allows the cold poison to enter the body, he can use the power of cold poison to break through the internal force ban, as long as the ban is broken, what is this cold poison in front of the surging masculine internal force?

And so it is.

Li Xiaodao, who should have been clear about this, completely forgot about these because of the illusion of the old monk before, and rushed up stupidly, fortunately, this is a fighting wine monk, it is Jiuyang Shengong, and I don't know if I can save him and dissolve this cold poison if I change it to Guo Jing and Jiuyin Zhenjing.

"Don't be presumptuous, what the old monk said is sincere, and this time the old monk has lost the wine fight, and now he will pass on the Jiuyang magic to you."