After working hard for most of his life, it was easy to learn those spells, and he was able to fly in the sky, ordinary people lived for hundreds of years, maintaining their young faces, but there was no way to cast them...... It's the same as drawing a good hand, but before you have time to make a move, someone just makes a joke.

No matter how good the card is, it's useless to smash the hand, even if it's a clear door? There is no greater tragedy in life than this. The tragedy of the monk is to meet a bull fork master like Xiaoyaohou.

Casting spells or something, it takes time. For shorter, three or five tricks are enough, and for more complex and powerful ones, it takes half a day to prepare. For martial arts masters, especially masters with countless experienced killings like Xiaoyaohou, and masters who have cheating methods to drain the air and reduce resistance, how fast is it?

Without resistance, the mace exerted 1,000 percent of its energy. If there is air resistance, the mace may not hit the person, and he will be deformed by the air resistance first, but without air resistance, all the force will act on the monk.

With a "bang", if the poor monk hadn't been protected by a magic weapon, he would have hung up this time. But even if he had a magic weapon to protect himself, this kind of blow made him unbearable.

People can dispel air resistance, but he can't do it.

The extremely fast moving body rubbed against the air, the aperture and air formed by the talisman magic weapon hit the flames, and the ferocious mace kept swinging back and forth. Xiaoyaohou's body flickered constantly, and every time he appeared, he looked handsome, and waved his mace out with one hand......

Since entering the gate, Xiaoyao Hou has begun to pay attention to all suspicious people and so on. And the most important of these are, of course, these monks.

Then this monk was unfortunately caught......

After a short period of time, after hundreds of beatings with maces, the monk swallowed his last breath, and the tempered primordial spirit flew out of his body and was about to escape. The thing of the Yuan Shen is actually a collection of electromagnetic force, and it may still be a trouble for other martial artists, but the opposite is Xiaoyaohou.

Xiaoyao Hou is also a master of electromagnetic force, as soon as the other party's Yuan Shen came out, Xiao Yao Hou used his own electromagnetic force, directly, some simple theories taught by Wen Xiaotian were put into practice, using the principle of electromagnetic transformation, and began to attack the Taoist Yuan Shen. The electromagnetic force turned into a spiral and wound it, and then the opponent's primordial spirit began to discharge...... Then, there is no then, just like a dry battery that has been discharged, it is directly scrapped.

Die.

Xiaoyaohou settled his battle cleanly.

On Qingyunping, Wen Xiaotian quietly looked at Feng Qingyang and asked, "Feng Qingyang, what are you thinking about?" I have a relationship with the Quanzhen Sect, and I also know Dugu for defeat, so I won't pit you no matter what I say! You may be saddled with infamy, but it's worth it, isn't it? ”

At this time, Wen Xiaotian didn't know that there were already monks in the northeast. And even if he knew, he could only hope that the wind would be clear.

In the battle of the warrior, the monk has to be more or less careful, and in terms of Feng Qingyang's strength, if a monk does not reach the realm of Jindan and is close enough to Feng Qingyang, then Feng Qingyang still has a certain chance of winning. Wen Xiaotian told Feng Qingyang about his inferences and concerns.

This is a major event related to the survival of the Han nation.

Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth, and finally nodded.

Such a thing, even if he was to shake hands with the Sun and Moon God Sect now, he would have to do it. This is the general trend, and this is the choice that a nation must make when it is facing life and death. Wen Xiaotian looked at the wind and said, "In the end, the only gift I can give you is this!" ”

Wen Xiaotian closed his eyes, packed his immortal sword and other related martial arts theories and experiences in his mind, then opened his eyes and gave them to Feng Qingyang through his gaze. In Feng Qingyang's mind, this package full of information slowly opened and became a part of Feng Qingyang's memory.

"It's ......"

Feng Qingyang's body couldn't help but tremble.

How precious is such a gift? These contents are equivalent to the most essential part of Wen Xiaotian's martial arts. Especially after knowing that the wind is clear and the nine yin scriptures will be clear, the content of the I Ching Forging Bone Chapter has been optimized, and Wen Xiaotian has more insights from his cultivation.

Feng Qingyang digested these contents, and his heart turned over for a while, it turned out that the Nine Yin White Bone Claw could still be practiced like this, and the original swordsmanship was like this, it turned out to be ......

realm, constantly climbing.

Wen Xiaotian did not stay in Qingyunping, but returned to the Huashan faction. The female nuns of the Hengshan faction are all practicing, Wen Xiaotian feels the urgency of time, and now he must decide whether to use the way of giving Feng Qingyang the kind of gift, and copy the female disciples of the Hengshan faction into masters.

After gaining their own experience, each of them will reach the peak of their strength, and their strength is equivalent to that of themselves who do not use electromagnetic force now.

To do, or not to do?

Wen Xiaotian fell into deep thought, forgetting everything outside of his body. On the Yangtze River, the dragon slayer took a flat boat and went down the river, until it was in the middle reaches, and then he got off the boat and turned to Xiangyang. Outside Xiangyang City, Guo Xiang looked at Xiangyang City from a distance, knelt down silently, and kowtowed.

She did not enter Xiangyang City, but went straight to Heng Mountain...... In a small town, Guo Xiang frowned when he heard the changes in the Hengshan faction, but he didn't say anything. She's just thinking about what's next! It is easy to inquire about the whereabouts of a group of nuns, especially since this place is not far from Hengshan, and everyone thinks that she is from the Hengshan faction.

Inquired all the way, and gradually, Guo Xiang finally found a direction.

Huashan.

"Huashan? It's not very far either! ”

Guo Xiang rushed towards Huashan.

At the foot of the Leshan Giant Buddha in Sichuan, there is a wooden house by the river, and two people live in the wooden house. Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were the owners of the house, but they were not in the wooden house. Here in Sichuan, the activities of the monks are becoming more and more frequent, and the frequency of the activities of the two of them has also become more frequent.

In the distance, an orange-red light pierced the sky, an inaccessible area, and no one noticed the light in the sky. And even if ordinary people want to see it, it is a difficult thing, because the light is covered by spells. But in the eyes of Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, this light was a firefly in the night.

Nie Feng's Ice Heart Technique is really powerful.

The martial arts of Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun are really beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts. After all, they can integrate their own perception into the martial arts in the wind and clouds, and there are only the wind god legs and cloud palms that the two of them have mastered in this world! Nie Feng said: "I'll stop him!" ”

"You're not enough alone!"

The wind and the clouds should be one, and the wind is surging.

The wind rose, and Nie Feng was driven by the wind, and his speed was exerted to the extreme, riding the wind like a paper kite. Fengshen's legs have reached an extreme in Nie Feng's hands, but wherever there is air, it is his home field. The clouds rose, and the clouds flew up by the wind, blocking the path of that light.

In the orange-red light was a girl who looked to be only sixteen years old. Nie Feng said, "Who are you?" ”

"I should ask you this, who are you?"

"Nie Feng."

"Step into the clouds."

As soon as Nie Feng's voice fell, the wind god's legs had already been activated, and the clouds and mist covered the sky, covered the earth, and wrapped the girl, leaving no gaps. It's just the power of the wind and clouds, but it's not immeasurable! Nie Feng seemed to turn into wind, and dozens of attacks in a row landed on the woman's body almost instantly.

A layer of bright white light lit up on the woman's body, blocking Nie Feng's attack. But Nie Feng's attack was too fast, so fast that the white light was slowly becoming dim, but Nie Feng's speed did not decrease but increased, faster, faster like a raging storm.

Just when the woman was trying her best to deal with Nie Feng's attack, Bu Jingyun had already reached the woman's back. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bu Jingyun quietly slapped his palm.

This palm, with an inexplicable emotion of grief and the roar of death, silently touched with the white light. The majestic Heaven Shifting Divine Technique's internal strength True Yuan was completely detonated, and the woman was thrown out, and the defense on the surface of her body also dimmed in an instant.

A good seaman is known by bad weather.

A leg shadow transformed, blocking the woman, and the continuous attack was carried out again. Soon, the second attack of Bu Jingyun came, and it was still a palm!

Pai Yun palm.

Simple ones don't need to be fancy, they simply condense their skills, and then burst out like mountains and seas. Under the concealment of clouds and wind, Nie Feng's wind god legs and the cloud-discharging palms of the clouds exerted their power exponentially. These two cooperated, one entangled, the other hidden, seamlessly.

"Bang!"

The magic weapon of the talisman cracked open, and the jade pendant on the woman's waist fell.

Nie Feng's attack couldn't help but ease, after all, Nie Feng was soft-hearted, and he would not kill a woman, he knew his character, so at this time, he would warn himself: "I can't stop Senior Brother Yun!" "Yes, since you can't do it yourself, then leave it to Senior Brother Yun.

Cloud.

A grim reaper who doesn't cry.

It was as if he were his solitary star, born with death, his father, his mother, his adoptive father...... And his lover...... He is going to bring this woman to death now. Because it doesn't matter who it is, Bu Jingyun's IQ is very high, at least what the woman does, he already knows.

Die.

This is the best place for women.

Monks and warriors.

It used to be endless, and now, it is still endless! They fought more than once, because they were inherently different from each other. The monks attached great importance to the mandate of heaven, so they sided with the Dongying people back then. Today, they are still opposites......

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