Zhao Xi felt humiliated, but in the current situation, he could only bow his head. He was forced by Wen Xiaotian to say "The student has seen the teacher", if it weren't for the tenacity and forbearance in his bones, Zhao Xi felt that he was going to cry. And what happened here, Li Feng didn't know.

Li Feng is immersed in the feeling of domineering, walking in the world like a hellish ghost. His every move and style is full of domineering, and the killers who come into contact with him have been blown up one after another, and the miserable degree is that these killers have also changed color a little. If it weren't for the killer's rules, they would have run away by now.

How far you can run, how far you can run.

It's simply not human.

Among these killers, each of them was trained from a young age, and when they were just sensible, they were gathered together to fight. Only the most ruthless of them will survive. Every survival is a killing, and killing again and again has long made them forget the pain of death.

But there is a premise - it is when the enemy can be killed, even if it is sacrificed in the thousands. But if that enemy is a bump man who can't be killed at all, the killer's psychology is also very big.

"Bang."

Li Feng's palm technique is becoming more and more domineering, and the true element in his body is running, and with the reduction of distractions in Li Feng's heart, the increase in domineering has become smoother and smoother, and he can do whatever he wants.

Some internal changes, {a}{本} read ~ novel yb] [du, although you can't see it, but the palm is obviously more powerful.

At first, the chests of these killers collapsed at best. But now, with a slap of the strong wind, the entire body of the person who was hit would be torn apart by an explosion-like True Yuan impact. The method of the Six Yang Palms of the Tianshan Mountains is already extremely domineering, formed by the combination of yin and yang, and the extremely destructive explosive true yuan bursts into the opponent's body, destroying the opponent's body with the greatest strength.

This is the Tianshan Six Yang Palm.

"Bang."

The big hand condensed by Zhenyuan raged around Li Feng. The will of the killer has gradually begun to crumble.

Killing is like mowing lawn.

No one could have imagined that the killer would be slaughtered one day.

"Removal ......"

The commander screamed, the current losses have exceeded estimates. And not only are they unscathed, they can't even get up close. The fierce wind is like an incomparably strong dam, intercepting all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

"Want to go?"

Hearing that the other party intended to retreat, Li Feng showed a sneer. A white rainbow palm mixed in the palm of the Tianshan Six Yang quickly approached the other party, and collided with that person's body. The reason why Li Feng chose Bai Hong's palm power is because of the characteristics of Bai Hong's palm power that can turn around.

As soon as the commander spoke, Li Feng noticed. However, if you attack directly with the Tianshan Six Yang Palms, the opponent is likely to escape under the cover of his subordinates. And in this case, Bai Hong's palm power, which can turn freely, has become the first choice. The leader was indeed hit, and his body stopped.

The not powerful Bai Hong's palm power did not have the effect of killing, but only made the true yuan in the other party's body pause for a moment.

But that's enough.

Li Feng's figure quickly approached the other party, and the leader was blown up with one palm, like a tiger entering a flock, killing in all directions.

The snow has stopped.

Blood stained the snow red.

The wind flew over the mass of corpses, and the confidence of the remaining survivors had completely collapsed. In the end, the remaining dozen or so assassins actually knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. Li Feng looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha...... Shopkeeper, what do you say these people are going to do? "Where does Zhao Xi have the heart to think about these now? He waved his hand and directly sentenced people to death, "It's a waste of rations to keep them, and judging by their skills, it doesn't seem to be very good." Just, kill them all......"

Li Feng glanced at these killers with some pity, and said: "This is the order of the shopkeeper, and when you go down to the underworld to see the king of Yama in the future, you can't blame me." It's all the meaning of our shopkeeper...... "Lifeng's mouth is verbose, but his hands are extremely clean and neat, and after a few palms, he will solve the problem."

Zhao Xi chatted with Li Feng for a few words, and his mood improved again. In the next few days, Zhao Xi asked Li Feng about Wen Xiaotian's news.

Li Feng told Zhao Xi everything he could say. As for what could not be said, not a word was said. Zhao Xi half-truthfully knew Wen Xiaotian's identity - the people in the rivers and lakes are called one-armed demons, and he has reached the realm of shocking people with martial arts. As for the one-armed......

In order to show Wen Xiaotian's extraordinary bravery, the strong wind blew Wen Xiaotian to the sky, but not on the ground. Said Wen Xiaotian, when you were young, you once had a conflict with an immortal. The immortal senses that someone is too angry and wants to lock someone up, and then someone fights back.

Thereupon...... One of Wen Xiaotian's arms was lost by the immortals.

Although the background of the story is fictional, some of the plots of the fights are still true. Zhao Xi thought about what Wen Xiaotian had said to him, it seemed that it was really so. This is a very powerful character, even the immortals dare to do it...... It's just that the story behind is a little different from what Zhao Xi guessed.

"What happened to the immortals?"

Li Feng sneered and said hesitantly: "That was about three years ago, and I saw it with my own eyes. Brother Tian used an extremely powerful martial art to beat out the immortal's primordial spirit. I can't say how powerful Brother Tian's martial arts are, anyway, that immortal is estimated to be worse than dead now......"

"So powerful?"

Li Feng said: "Otherwise, the immortal would have been fine, and Brother Tian would have been locked up a long time ago." Is there still a chance to come out and harm the world? "Li Feng, this kid speaks very out of tune, but this story of three truths and two falsehoods, Zhao Xi believes - the reason why Zhu Yuanzhang was able to win the world back then was actually with the help of immortals.

There are some things that the descendants of the Zhu family vaguely know.

On the snow, a man and a sword stand alone, like a pine and cypress.

Li Feng saw this man from a distance and stopped the carriage.

A person who pretends to be forced like this should be a master.

"Are you here to assassinate our shopkeeper too?" Li Feng Gao asked.

The man glanced at Li Feng, squinted his eyes, was silent for a moment, and sang a song...... "There are three strokes in the work, the first is the sky, the next is the earth, and the other is the heaven and the earth." Therefore, the way is: through the ancient and modern, through the heaven and earth, to grasp the yin and yang immortal skills, is the power of my work...... In ancient times, there were sages who tasted herbs and made mulberry hemp. Later, there were sages and sages who made firearms. Since ancient times, sages and sages have worked only ...... Weigong ......"

The singing voice is monotonous but majestic.

Wen Xiaotian and Bai Yezi's bodies were shocked, and they glanced at each other in disbelief. Wen Xiaotian walked out of the car directly. His eyes always fell on the lonely man, and after a long time, he asked, "Why do you sing this song?" What is your relationship with Mo? ”

The most important thing is that Wen Xiaotian can't understand why there are organizations and people in Yitianzhong, the organization and people he created in the world of Xianxia here.

Don't......

The moment he saw Wen Xiaotian, the man pouted, fell to his knees, and wept a little: "Instructor...... Immortal ...... We are ashamed of the immortal chief, the ideal country, after all, was exterminated by that shameless villain. But we can only survive......" said the man, and he actually cried out loud.

Wen Xiaotian recalled this person's information vigorously in his mind, and finally found this person's name in an inconspicuous memory corner.

Wang Yi.

He used to be ordinary, just an ordinary trainee. So the image he gave Wen Xiaotian was not profound. That's why he was able to live...... "Dead, all dead, we, the inkers, have died and have no life, and die generously." Only incompetent people like me can survive ......"

Wen Xiaotian listened silently, watched silently, looked at the person in front of him, and a sad emotion welled up in his heart. What is the relationship between this world and the world of Yitian? Could it be that the world of the evil wind is itself a continuation of the world of Yitian? Wen Xiaotian's heart was full of questions.

"Don't cry. Attention! ”

After a long-lost reprimand, a long-lost order, Wang immediately stood up and shouted, "Yes, sir." ”

Wen Xiaotian suppressed the emotions in his heart, and when the mystery was about to be revealed, his heart was also full of apprehensive emotions. He tried not to let his voice tremble, and in his mind, there were countless heroes who followed his footsteps and inherited his will in the world of Yitian.

Now they're all dead.

"Tell me when something happened to you!"

This is not a problem, but an order.

"Yes."

Wang Yi wept with joy.

Their immortal chief did not abandon them, but at this most difficult moment, when Mo was about to die, he appeared in front of the world again. Their immortal chief is back! There is no better news than this. Their ink will rise again in the world.

Compared with Wen Xiaotian who wanted to know what happened back then, Li Feng and Zhao Xi wanted to know more about what kind of person Wen Xiaotian was.

Who is he?

Who is the person waiting for him?

A fire was lit on the snow, and a hot air spread around, and Wang Yi slowly talked about the events of the year. At this time, everyone guessed Wang Yi's age: seventy-eight years old.

With Wang Yi's narration, scenes of history unfolded in front of Wen Xiaotian's eyes.

The history of the past was so cruel.

Those people......

They are Wen Xiaotian's enemies, they can only be enemies, and they will never be friends.

Because they ruined the ink, ruined those who followed Wen Xiaotian's footsteps with all their hearts, and ruined everything.