The black-robed man is Qiu Qianren, who has become a monk, worships Nandi as a teacher, and is called Ci'en.

A few decades ago, the mighty martial arts, known as "iron palm floating on water", can be seen the victory of palm power, the high light skill.

This person is a figure as famous as the Five Uniques of the Central Plains, and is qualified to participate in the Huashan Sword Debate.

can knock such characters to the ground without borrowing external force, which makes Feng Xiaoxiao extremely excited.

He has regrets hidden deep in his heart, and now he has finally been able to dissipate them.

Xiao Xue'er has superb martial arts, better than the five uniques, and can be said to be the first person in the world. But he spoke softly and sweetly, was careful to please, tried his best to serve, and was happy under him, which did make him very satisfied, but he always held back an evil fire: I, Feng Xiaoxiao! How can you be inferior to your own woman?

Qiu Qianren, that is, Ci'en, shook his slightly dizzy head, stretched out his hand and pulled them separately, "Quack, quack", and the two iron cuffs on his feet and ankles broke in response.

This is made of fine iron, and under the finger of the flesh, it is as fragile as a noodle.

He raised his head slowly, his eyes blood-red, and they were full of crazy killing intent.

Feng Xiaoxiao secretly wondered, Ci'en should be with a lamp, how could he appear here, and still look like a murderous demon?

As he was thinking, Mercy suddenly approached him.

However, the distance of more than ten steps, in terms of his light skills, is no different from the difference of one step, it is all instantaneous.

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, his figure flashed, and three afterimages immediately appeared.

He originally relied on the "Yue Wang Divine Arrow" and deep internal strength, and the straight-line sprint speed was also fast.

However, in the last life, the "Yue Wang Divine Arrow" was already outdated. Fortunately, at that time, he realized the power of the pulse, and consumed a lot of internal force, which could greatly increase the speed. It can also eliminate inertia and rush to a sharp stop.

It's just a small range of movement, curve movement, and the light skill of ascending, which has always been his shortcoming, and he has always only relied on internal force to exercise.

Not to mention the huge consumption, the effect is not satisfactory.

In the "Nine Yin True Scripture", there is a set of light skills. is called "Spiral Nine Shadows", which just makes up for the shortcomings of his light skills.

When you reach the end of your practice. Nine figures can be conjured, whether it is moving or attacking, they are far beyond the previous ones, but the internal force consumed is greatly reduced.

With the return velocity of "Yin and Yang Mixed Yuan Gong". It is already possible to ignore the consumption of light work.

Other words. As long as his body can hold on, he can run to the end of the world without stopping.

In this way, the internal force can be used for attacking, which is equivalent to improving a lot of strength.

Feng Xiaoxiao conjured up three afterimages, flashing extremely fast.

Ci'en's movements were not slow at all, and without hesitation, his body turned back. Fight sideways.

Martial arts have reached such a point, and most of them have returned to their roots. One move and one style look simple and unpretentious, but when you really face it, you will know that the mystery is exhausted, and it is ingenious.

One palm up, one palm flat pat, simple and rough, either dodge or hard connection.

Feng Xiaoxiao had already left his feet off the ground at this time, jumping in the air, he couldn't change his direction anymore, but he showed a smile, used the power of the pulse, and his body suddenly sank.

With a slight tap on his toes, he used the "Spiral Nine Shadows" again, leaving an afterimage, which suddenly turned behind Ci'en.

This feint is like a smooth flow, unhindered and extremely smooth.

If it weren't for the deep inner strength of kindness and the incomparably sensitive ears and eyes, I would really think that I had met a ghost.

When he spun around quickly and slashed his palm backwards, Feng Xiaoxiao repeated Fang Cai's feint again, and after three consecutive times, he slashed down with a move "Flying Dragon in the Sky".

Xiaolong's female personality was indifferent, and she couldn't help but be surprised at this time.

When she looked from the side, she saw three figures suspended in mid-air, and they were slapping at the same time in different directions and angles. It's simply unpredictable, like an immortal magic spell, not like human martial arts.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Ci'en turned around three times in succession, and the internal force in his palm had lived up to his initial fierceness.

And Feng Xiaoxiao, whether it is momentum or accumulation, has accumulated to the peak, and he has directly attacked the flaws.

I am extremely strong, he is extremely weak, and the winner is decided.

There was a loud "snap", Ci'en lived up to its reputation in the end, and at the most unlikely moment, Shengsheng turned his hand back and blocked the hard frame.

The earth on the ground was shaken and splashed all over the world.

Feng Xiaoxiao flew back with his strength, the cloak swayed, and it made a strong sound, falling in front of the cart and beside the two women, with a chic and elegant posture, which seemed to be at ease.

The sound of "swish" was endless, and the mud was like rain, falling one after another.

The wolf was overwhelmed, covered in dirt, his arms trembled slightly, and his legs were from the knee down, all of which sank into the ground.

Feng Xiaoxiao waved his hand and clapped a few palms, sweeping away all the mud spots and dust on his body.

I don't take the opportunity to take Ci's life, but I feel sorry for the cloak behind me, for fear of being dirty.

This is Xiao Xue'er's own hand-sewing, he is a treasure.

Hong Lingbo's eyes were fixed, looking at the side face of the man next to him, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, screamed, covered his chest with his hands, and cried in pain.

Xiaolongnu frowned slightly, very dissatisfied in her heart, and asked coldly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The martial arts of the ancient tomb sect suppressed the heart, whether she laughed or cried since she was a child, the master would punish her heavily, which led to her current temperament, and she has never liked other people's feelings to have big fluctuations.

What's more, Hong Lingbo is a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect, and in her heart, she shouldn't be affectionate.

Feng Xiaoxiao turned his head to look at it, and secretly screamed that it was not good, could it be that the love flower poison had attacked?

Ci'en roared at this time, and pulled out his feet one after another, revealing two deep pits on the ground.

"Kindness and compassion together, killing karma will disappear, and you must not hurt people's lives." , the voice reached the ear, word by word, extremely clear.

Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised in his heart and turned his head to look away.

An old monk ran quickly, his eyebrows were white and long, and he was blown backwards by the wind, which was very conspicuous.

Feng Xiaoxiao said secretly: "This person should be a lamp, the internal strength is really powerful, so far away, the voice is not loud, but it can be heard clearly, it seems that not only the internal strength is profound, but the condensation of the internal force is also very extraordinary, I am still not as good as it." ”

Ci'en's face was blue and red. The heart is extremely chaotic, good thoughts and evil thoughts are fiercely fighting, and a light comes out for a while. Feng Xiaoxiao came out for a while, and stood like this for a while, and the evil thoughts in his heart became more and more prevalent.

Hu's palm slashed out, pouring all the evil thoughts into it, and the person walked with the palm, and in an instant he was in front of Feng Xiaoxiao.

I saw it from afar, and I was busy announcing the Buddha's name. The capacity is sent, the pace does not stop, and it is approaching rapidly.

Feng Xiao Xiao's martial arts are complete. Naturally, he was in a good mood, and this fight was inexplicable, and he didn't want to kill people until he figured out the reason.

I don't know if it's a lamp of Buddhism. Or is there another reason. Anyway, as soon as the Buddha's horn was recited, even Feng Xiaoxiao felt that his distracting thoughts had subsided, and he couldn't afford to kill.

But Ci'en killed himself, and this attack completely annoyed him.

The afterimage flashed, and the figure circled around Ci'en for a while, turned around three times, and the nine palms were finished.

The palm power was stirred on three sides, and mercy was set in the middle. He went all out, and he only blocked six palms. The remaining three palms are all taken by themselves.

"Nine Yin True Scripture!" , recognized Feng Xiaoxiao's body at a glance, and then he was even more surprised, and shouted in his heart: "Eighteen palms of the dragon!" ”

I wanted to shout "Be merciful!" But before he opened his mouth, he stopped his mouth, and he could see clearly that Ci'en had three palms in his body, his tendons and bones were broken, and the gods couldn't save him.

I was surprised in my heart, this young man was only in his twenties, and his martial arts were better than Qiu Tiezhang, a first-class contemporary master, and he could "Nine Yin True Scripture" and "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending", could he be Guo Jing's disciple?

I felt that it was not right, this person was only stronger than Guo Jing, not weaker, and not much worse than Hong Qigong, what is the origin?

Yideng thought in his heart, and when he was near, his steps slowed down, and he said to the mercy and grace: "Those who are good at fighting die in soldiers, and those who are good at swimming drown!" Kindness and kindness...... Amitabha, the reincarnation of cause and effect, is it really unpleasant? ”

With just this sentence, Feng Xiaoxiao was very impressed, and saluted: "Could it be that he is a master of a lamp?" ”

Because of the Shaolin Temple, his image of the monk has always been bad, and he only said something ambiguous, plausible, and reasonable to say and contradictory, so as to confuse people's minds, pretending to be profound, but in private he couldn't help but be filthy, and all kinds of despicable thoughts were endless.

Yideng exhorted kindness, which seemed to be towards kindness, but in fact to him, in this way, there was less tone of admonition, no sense of aggressiveness, and the final rhetorical question was even more unfinished and thought-provoking.

Feng Xiaoxiao's "master" is really sincere.

I just wanted to return the salute when I put the lights together, but I heard Hong Lingbo crying, and immediately turned his head to look, and couldn't help but shout: "Ah! ”

Feng Xiaoxiao squinted at it, had a headache, and shouted: "Don't think nonsense, when you find the herbs, I will detoxify you." ”

Hong Lingbo had never seen him speak so violently, he was stunned for a while, his mind was blank, the pain immediately subsided, and his crying stopped.

Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and couldn't help crying and laughing, but he quickly came back to his senses and saluted Yideng again: "In the wind Xiaoxiao, meet the master of Yideng." ”

Yilan smiled and said: "It turned out to be a Feng Jushi, no wonder he is good at martial arts." ”

"Master Miao." , Feng Xiaoxiao asked: "The Yang Jushi in the master's mouth, could it be Yang Guo?" ”

A light jaw said: "Not bad! Turning to Ci'en's corpse, he sighed: "Yang Jushi's wife is the daughter of Ci'en's layman's sister, and not long ago, the two of them met. When Ci'en learned that her sister was tortured by her brother-in-law and finally died at his hands, Ci'en suddenly lost her heart and became angry, wronged, wronged! ”

Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, seeing that his face was faintly blue, and said in his heart: "It seems that Master Yideng has suffered a lot of internal injuries, most of which are due to his madness of mercy, he was only beaten, but he refused to fight back." I was even more respectful in my heart, but there were also questions, I don't know why Yang Guo met them.

As soon as I looked at the color, I talked about it roughly.

In order to find Feng Xiaoxiao and Xiaolongnu, Yang Guo has been wandering left and right, going around the mountain to find a way to enter Zhongnan Mountain, but the fire on the mountain has been continuous for several months, and he has not been able to enter.

Yideng got a report from his disciple and learned that Huang Rong was in trouble, so he came to help her.

Only then did I bump into Yang Guo.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't care much at first, but after calculating the days in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and exclaimed: "Hasn't Huang Rong already withdrawn from the whole real people?" Why did you get killed again? ”

Yideng sighed: "On the way back, Huang Nuxia received a secret letter, saying that Guo Daxia learned ......"

At this time, a person came from afar, and when he saw that the light was unharmed, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw Feng Xiaoxiao, he was even more overjoyed, and waved his hand and shouted: "Master, Feng Daxia!" ”

"Zhu Ziliu?" (To be continued......)