"Young man, what do you want to bet?"

King Jinlun's eyes were slightly condensed, and he felt that the other party's strength was not weak.

"If I win, I won't kill you, as long as your dragon elephant skill. Of course, if I lose, you can just ask for it. As for this martial arts alliance leader, you can't sit on it anyway, so why don't you get some benefits? ”

Bai Feiyun said with a smile.

"Any request is fine?" The Golden Wheel asked.

Bai Feiyun nodded: "Yes, even if it is to kill the Great Song Emperor, I can help you!" As long as you can defeat me, it's up to you. ”

As soon as these words came out, the crowd clamoured. This heroic meeting is an alliance against the Mongols, but I don't want anyone to say this.

"Rong'er, do you know who he is?" Guo Jing asked.

Huang Rong shook his head: "I have never heard of the name of Baiyun Sword God, but I think that the strength should not be weak, and I should be able to test the depth of that old monk." Let's see, and if he loses, let's talk. ”

"Well, I'll take him down when the time comes."

For Guo Jing, a hero who serves the country and the people, Bai Feiyun's impression in his heart instantly deteriorated. However, as the son-in-law of the East Evil, this kind of person who is both good and evil is not very disgusted.

"The boy's tone is not small, I'm going to make a move!" The Golden Wheel recited a mantra in his mouth, and the Golden Wheel swung open.

The Golden Wheel used by the King of the Golden Wheel is good at locking the opponent's blades, whether it is swords, guns, swords, halberds, spears□ whips, or sticks. It's just that this Bai Feiyun has been practicing swords in the water and mud all the year, and now that he has gone to those resistances, the speed of the sword moves has suddenly increased several times, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King has never seen such a fast sword move, and he can't easily catch Bai Feiyun's Qingfeng Sword.

This Qingfeng sword has a very good origin, it was taken out by Bai Feiyun from Dugu's doubtful tomb, and it is also the first sword that Dugu seeks defeat, and its sharpness is no less than that of ordinary divine soldiers. The Golden Wheel Dharma King's Golden Wheel didn't dare to get too close, and he couldn't destroy his Golden Wheel.

The moves of the two overlapped, and Bai Feiyun's internal strength was not much different, relying on the Northern Shengong to refine his internal strength for decades, but after all, he had checked a lot of experience, and there were no powerful moves, it was nothing more than sharpening the sword moves he learned in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, and he was proficient in using them.

began to rely on the speed of the sword, forcing the Golden Wheel Dharma King not to bully and attack, and then after the Golden Wheel Dharma King adapted to his speed, he gradually gained the upper hand. After waiting for three hundred moves, Bai Feiyun's swordsmanship was more skillful, and he slowly pulled back to the draw.

In a tiger fight, I saw that the surrounding heroes didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing a move.

The energy of the two of them was released, and between their hands, their breath fluctuated greatly, and their energy dispersed, and the people around them retreated.

Subsequently, there were more than two hundred moves, and Bai Feiyun's swordsmanship seemed to be slowly integrated, and the sword rose like flowing water, and the trend was strange and inexplicable, like an antelope hanging its horns, and it was imaginative. Recruit to find the opponent's key points and force the opponent to defend back.

King Jinlun's heart sank: This kid is actually feeding me, and since then, I have been declining and rising, which is very unfavorable to me. There is also a Guo Jing next to him, if he is powerless, I am afraid that it will be difficult to defeat them. In this way, if you don't fight for internal strength, with my current seven-layer skills, even this kid will be able to cultivate in his mother's womb, and I'm afraid it won't be as good as it.

Thinking of this, the Golden Wheel Dharma King flipped his hands, and the Golden Wheel spun and flew out, rushing towards Bai Feiyun at an extremely fast speed. When Bai Feiyun returned to defense, he struck out with both palms.

"Do you want to fight for internal strength?"

A strange smile appeared on Bai Feiyun's face, and the Qingfeng Sword came out of his hand and actually greeted him.

"Brother Jing, I'm afraid this young man is going to suffer." Huang Rong stared intently, saw this scene, and said in a low voice.

Guo Jing stared intently at the field and nodded slightly, "This monk has deep internal strength, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to defeat him alone, unless I used the strength of the eighteen palms of the dragon to suppress him." ”

"In this way, I'm afraid I'm going to lose. However, this young man's swordsmanship is wonderful, not confined to one move and one style, it seems that there are many moves kneaded together, and I don't know what kind of character his master is! Huang Rong frowned slightly.

Next to him, the white-bearded old man Hao Datong frowned slightly: "Baiyun Sword God, this name...... It seems to have heard of it. Sister, do you have any impressions? ”

Sun Buer shook his head slightly: "I have an impression, but I can't remember it." ”

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the four palms of the two people had collided together.

The internal force of the Golden Wheel Dharma King was extremely strong, and it came with an overwhelming momentum, and the terrifying energy set off a gust of wind and dust.

Bai Feiyun smiled and said in a low voice, "Old monk, thank you very much!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the Golden Wheel Dharma King was stunned, this internal force like a mountain and a sea surged out, and the other party did not resist? What's going on? In this way, it is said that this kid should be injured by internal force, how can he still be a person who has nothing to do? What kind of exercise is this?

The power of the dragon elephant of the Golden Wheel Dharma King is not simple, it is domineering and strong, and it hits like a storm. However, this kind of internal force is just a big tonic for the Northern Shengong. The internal force of dozens of penances was constantly refined and absorbed by Bai Feiyun, causing him to increase his internal strength for decades out of thin air.

After half a burnt incense, King Jinlun's face turned slightly pale, and his internal strength was exhausted. But Bai Feiyun's face was ruddy, red and purple.

Such a huge internal force suddenly poured into his body, and Bai Feiyun couldn't stand it for a while. This is not to absorb people's internal force, nor is it to convey internal force, this is to refine the opponent's internal force in the internal force competition. The Golden Wheel Dharma King took the initiative to send internal force to attack, not to enhance Bai Feiyun's strength, and the difference is different.

"Thirty years of internal strength, it's almost the same! After refining, to decay and retain essence, I am afraid that the internal strength of my body will not be less than sixty or seventy years, hey, leave the Golden Wheel Dharma King alive first, and come back next time! ”

Bai Feiyun's palms strengthened, forcibly shaking the Golden Wheel Dharma King's palms apart.

"Boy, what kind of demon are you!"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King's face turned pale and asked in a cold voice.

"There is a school in the Northern Song Dynasty, called Xiaoyao, which has countless unique learnings, including the Northern Shengong, the small Wuxiang Shengong and the Eight Desolations ** I respect the Gong, I learned this set of mastery is the Northern Shengong, absorbing other people's internal force for their own use is its mystery, but for the sake of the Dragon Elephant Gong, leave your life first. Old monk, if you don't accept it, let's compare again? But if you die, you Tibetan monks, you don't know what position you should fall to in front of the Mongols? ”

Bai Feiyun looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King with a smile on his face.

King Jinlun's face turned pale, so didn't I send him internal strength? No wonder this kid didn't resist!

"Northern Spiritual Skill? Can you absorb other people's internal forces for your own use? ”

"Isn't this magic?"

"Wouldn't it be ...... if this was someone to compete with him for internal strength?"

"There is such a terrible internal strength in the martial arts?"

The heroes of Lujiazhuang suddenly boiled, the scene was noisy, and the voices of discussion came and went.

"Rong'er, have you ever heard of the Northern Spiritual Skill?" Guo Jing asked with a solemn face.

"I once heard my father mention that the Dali Duan clan had appeared, if the master of a lamp is there, he should know." Huang Rong's face was solemn.

"Northern Spiritual Skill? Loose Pie? Hao Datong and Sun Buji looked at each other.

Sun Buer said in a low voice: "Senior brother, isn't the master just ......?"

"Well, perhaps, this person also has some connection with our Quanzhen Sect...... Origin...... I remember, Baiyun Sword God, isn't he the one who is more than thirty years old? ”

Hao Datong's voice trembled a little.

"That's right, this face is indeed exactly the same, could it be that he is a descendant of that one?" Sun Buji's eyes were full of incredulity.

"Most likely, however, he is also called Bai Feiyun...... Could it be the senior? However, his strength is much worse. "Hao Da Channel.

Guo Jing's eyes swept over and asked, "Uncle Hao, do you know the young man on the field?" ”

Hao Datong nodded with a heavy face: "Yes, more than thirty years ago, I met with your ancestor, and that person also called himself Bai Feiyun, the White Cloud Sword God, I remember, that person was also twenty-four or five years old at the time, and he was exactly the same as the one on the field." If I am not mistaken, this person is either the one who is the one who is the descendant of the other. ”

"How can there be such a relationship?" Huang Rong groaned.

On the field, the Golden Wheel Dharma King had already handed over the secret book of the Dragon Elephant Gong. A book of martial arts secrets, compared with the throne of the Mongolian king, after all, there is a bit of a gap.

Bai Feiyun said: "I'll go, tease me, why are they all Tibetan?" Could it be that Lao Tzu still has to learn Tibetan? Is there a Chinese version? ”

"You!" The Golden Wheel Dharma King was stimulated by these words, and there were so many requirements for snatching the cheats.

"Forget it, looking at pictures and guessing puzzles has always been my forte, thank you."

Bai Feiyun smiled, then turned around and looked at Guo Jing and the others.

"Okay, thank you Lu Zhuang and Guo Daxia for your hospitality these days, next time I have the opportunity, I invite you to eat spicy hot ha! This sword god, go too! ”

As soon as Bai Feiyun's voice fell, the watch-like pattern on the wrist in his sleeve emitted a faint blood light, and a black hole appeared in front of him and walked over directly.

Lujiazhuang was suddenly silent, this, what kind of immortal means is this? Sword God, is he really a god?