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Yi Tianxing let out a painful sigh, slowly opened his eyes, and found himself lying in a simple hut, the walls were all made of freshly cut branches, obviously just completed, and the air was still filled with the smell of fresh trees. The white jade sword and the burden were placed on Yi Tianxing's head, Yi Tianxing looked sideways, and the broken mirror knot he had made with his own hands on the burden was intact - green @ color # small ¥ said & net ——, roared down to Gu Mengya and the others below, and even the summer heat was shrouded in it. Lang Zheng's eyes widened angrily, and he said well, and his body was already beside Gu Mengya, his hands and fists were struck, and he opened and closed widely, and the lightning was healed, and the fire beads that fell towards the two of them were scattered one by one, turning into fluorescent flowing fire and drifting away in the wind. Xia Riyan saw the momentum, his heart was also shocked, his arms suddenly opened, and the big tripod in his hand was suspended in the air and stood still on his chest, and then shouted, and the pillar of fire that had not risen in the tripod suddenly soared upward, like an autumn wind sweeping leaves, hovering above Xia Riyan's head, swallowing up the fire beads that were about to fall on Xia Riyan's body.

Although Lang and Xia solved their threat, the rest of the fireballs scattered everywhere were disposed of and burned to the ground. The fire was very violent, and the grass and trees in early spring did not wither, but they burned immediately, and both sides of the mountain road turned into a sea of fire in an instant.

Lang Zhengxin saw the flames rushing to the sky outside, his heart was shocked, he stretched out his hand and pulled Gu Mengya, reached forward with his right hand, danced out of a circle, and a fierce spirit swirled out, and suddenly opened up a path from the sea of fire. Lang Zheng said in his heart, pulled Gu Mengya and ran down the mountain.

Xia Riyan's expression was hideous, and he shouted: "Where to run?!" with a swing of his right arm, he held the big tripod high on the top, and then threw it hard, the furnace tripod was mixed with the sound of whirring wind, and it spun rapidly and slammed into Lang Zhengxin's back, and then kicked the ground with both legs, and jumped into the air to Lang Zhengxin.

Lang Zhengxin heard the sound of the wind behind his ears, sighed, pushed Gu Mengya forward, and placed it in front of him, and then his arms shook back, with a muffled sound, the furnace Ding bounced back, but Lang Zhengxin's arms and sleeves burned. Lang Zheng's heart was not chaotic, his arms were stretched, he took off his coat, waved his arms, and his clothes turned into a cloud of fire to meet the summer flames that were coming, and his movements were like flowing clouds and water, without any sense of sluggishness.

Xia Riyan was in the air, suddenly top-heavy, and grabbed the big ding that was shocked back by Lang Zhengxin, and with a finger of his left hand, a flame immediately burst out of the Dingkou, and he burned it into ashes without waiting for Lang Zhengxin's clothes to get close.

Lang Zhengxin's eyes flashed coldly, and he didn't speak, he turned to meet Xia Riyan, waving his fists, his fists were wide open and closed, rigid and soft, rigid and tenacious, and hidden needles in the cotton, so that Xia Riyan had no power to fight back. Gu Mengya couldn't help but be stunned on the side, he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he has made friends in his life, whether he is a friend or a teacher, he is a rare master, so his vision is very high, although he has seen Lang Zhengxin's internal cultivation, but he always feels that it is a hard work of hard work, and he is not very optimistic about his skills, especially from Lang Yunxiang's mouth to smell Lang Zhengxin's experience of practicing martial arts, knowing that Lang Zhengxin learns the law like that, miscellaneous but not refined, and it is rare to meet the Master, and he did not pay attention to his self-created Divine Fist Eight Fights, who knows that now when I see it, Lang Zhengxin actually has the three flavors of technical attack, and I can't help but feel ashamed on the one hand, while observing from the side。

Xia Riyan and Lang Zhengxin fought for more than a dozen rounds, always at a disadvantage, looking embarrassed. Suddenly, seeing Lang Zhengxin's fist exhausted, his heart was overjoyed, his body spun like a spinning top, and he hit Lang Zhengxin with the stove ding. Who knew that this was Lang Zhengxin's plan to lure the enemy, and when Xia Riyan turned to him, he suddenly shouted, his fist was vigorous, and his fist struck out like raindrops. Xia Riyan was frightened, dodged and hurriedly pushed Ding Yi in front of his chest. The morning bell of the ancient temple sounded one after another, Lang Zhengxin's every punch hit Xia Riyan's hand on the big ding, Xia Riyan only felt a huge pressure surging over like waves, forcing himself to breathe, his arms were like heavy lead, sinking heavily, his chest was stuffy, and a sweet liquid was rushing in his throat.

Lang Zhengxin is also uncomfortable, the summer heat is burning red, exuding a rolling heat wave, it is already very uncomfortable to get close, the fist hits on it, like putting his hand into the furnace, if it is not for the extremely fast fist speed, like the rain hitting the plantain, the two fists have already been scorched, even so, after a hundred punches, Lang Zhengxin's hands have been burned red, swollen more than doubled, each impact brings pinprick-like stinging, fist momentum greatly reduced.

Lang Zhengxin finally couldn't hold on, let out a long roar, and three punches in a row, almost hitting the ding at the same time. Xia Riyan was already exhausted, and he was immediately shocked back three steps, and the blood in his chest was surging, and he couldn't suppress it anymore, and with a wow, he spit out a mouthful of blood, staining his front chest and clothes red. As soon as Lang Zhengxin punched out, he was already at the end of his crossbow, and he was powerless to attack, so he could only watch Xia Riyan retreat.

Xia Riyan stared at Lang Zhengxin with resentful eyes, panting and sneering: "Old man, how many punches can you fight?"

Lang Zhengxin returned to the Yuan while pranayama, and said slowly: "You can try it." ”

Xia Riyan sneered, and without saying a word, he just stood there concentrating on his breath in order to lift it again. Opposite him, Lang Zhengxin and Gu Mengya were also meditating on pranayama, striving to recover as soon as possible. For a while, the three of them were in a stalemate, only the grass and trees outside, crackling and burning, fortunately, there was not much vegetation in this section of the mountain road, and there was little coherence between the plants and trees, although the fire was fierce, but it did not form a burning mountain, but it spread slowly.

After a cup of tea, Xia Riyan smiled and said, "Are you all okay?"

Gu Mengya secretly complained in his heart: "Why did this guy recover so quickly, just wait a while." Lang Zhengxin laughed loudly: "Come on!"

Xia Riyan's face changed, and then he looked at Lang Zhengxin's red and swollen fists, and laughed: "Old man, your internal and external skills are good, but it's a pity, your hands are swollen like this, and you can still compete with Lao Tzu?!"

Gu Mengya also saw Lang Zhengxin's difficulties, sneered, took a step forward, blocked in front of Lang Zhengxin, raised the golden black gun in his hand, and said indifferently: "Summer is hot, the victory or defeat is not scored, don't be complacent too early." ”

A trace of doubt flashed in Xia Riyan's eyes, and then he snorted: "Boy, who are you bluffing? You have now recovered up to seven successes, and Lao Tzu can smash you into meat sauce in one shot!"

Gu Mengya was secretly surprised in his heart: "This stupid guy has such accurate vision. With a look on his face, he said in a disdainful tone, "Really?"

Xia Riyan was furious, he had seen that Lang Zhengxin and Gu Mengya had their own weaknesses, and now they couldn't fight against themselves at all, but these two people didn't put themselves in their eyes at all, it was really difficult to press the anger in Nai's heart, with a stroke of his arms, he pushed it violently on top of the furnace ding, and even the people rushed up with the ding, and the red mist was filled all over his body, and the furnace ding was forced by his Yan Yan Gong to emit a dazzling red light, which hit Gu Mengya's chest.

Gu Mengya looked at the huge furnace Ding to block most of the summer flames, and when he felt that his true qi was not continuous, he suffered a big loss to deal with this kind of offensive and defensive Qimen weapon with small moves, and at the moment he was desperate, tied the golden crow gun back to his waist, and dived his true luck, and raised the golden crow nine turning skills to the extreme, his eyes were red, and a faint golden light red flame was faintly shot out of his body.

Lang Zhengxin was shocked when he saw this, and wanted to cross Gu Mengya and resist the furnace, so he had to shout, ignoring the stinging pain of his palm, and slammed his palm on Gu Mengya's vest, and the strong and powerful internal force poured into his body. With a bang, Xia and Gu's four palms were all against the red furnace ding, and they froze, and a pillar of fire suddenly rushed up in the furnace ding, and it disappeared in a flash. Xia Riyan failed to knock Gu Mengya away, and Gu Mengya couldn't shake Xia Riyan back, and the pure yang true qi source of the two of them was injected into the ding, and each stirred up a flame to press the other over.

Xia Riyan didn't expect that Lang Zhengxin would use his body to pass on his skills, and with the help of his strong internal strength, Gu Mengya could actually take a blow from himself, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart. But immediately settled down again, Lang and Gu's internal forces are not of the same source, so the true qi transferred over will be greatly reduced, and they will not be able to exert their due power, as long as they persist, they can really be defeated.

Xia Riyan here with wishful thinking, Gu Mengya also felt the use, he has Lang Zhengxin's internal force injection behind him, and Xia Riyan hard fight does not seem to be difficult, hands against the summer Yan furnace Ding, feel the warmth of the Ding wall, so that his body can not say the comfort, suddenly a trance, give birth to a fantasy like the real feeling, as if he entered the furnace Ding, see the Ding is full of words, look carefully, it turned out to be a very profound pure yang heart method, suddenly God for it, can't help but look stupid. Xia Riyan held the Burning Yang Ding is an ancient treasure, he already knew that it contains the authentic pure Yang Mind Method, much more profound than the Yan Yan Gong he practiced, but since he got his hands, he couldn't figure it out, and he didn't feel at ease when he left his side, so he held it all day long, but it became a unique weapon for him, who knew that today it was Gu Mengya through the same source of true qi, which stimulated the wonderful use of the Ding and got the benefits.

Xia Riyan was urging his true qi with all his might, trying to kill Lang and Gu in one fell swoop, when he suddenly felt a hot feeling coming from his palm, and he couldn't help but be horrified, his Yan Yan skill can melt gold and stone, and he is not afraid of the flames of the scorching sun at all, and he will be hot at this moment, which is really incredible. The sun is getting hotter and hotter, and it doesn't take long for the wall to turn cyan, the mouth of the Ding is smoky, the heat wave hits people, and the summer heat can't stand it, although somehow so, the heart has already made up its mind, and there is a long howl at the moment, and the red mist around the body is several feet long, and he pulls out his left palm to the belly of the Yang Dingding, and shakes it to the sky, and then the body is vertical, and the body is vertical, and the body is flying to catch the Lieyang Ding, stretching his arm and stroke, falling to the mountain like a bird, and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Gu Mengya won inexplicably, I don't know why he fled in a hurry when the summer sun was defeated, but the fierce star retreated, and his heart was also relieved, and he hurriedly took out the ointment to treat fire poison and put it on Lang Zhengxin.

Lang Zhengxin felt a coolness in his palms, and while secretly admiring the effectiveness of the ointment used by Gu Mengya, he was also worried about the fire on all sides: "The fire is so fierce, I'm afraid it has become a trend of burning the mountain, Gu Gongzi don't care about the old man, and leave quickly." ”

Gu Mengya was about to speak, when suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the heavens and the earth were filled with a great potential, soft and rigid, but it gave people a feeling of being everywhere and irresistible. That force was gently pressed, like a light veil falling down, and like a spring breeze, Lang Zhengxin and Gu Mengya only felt that their bodies were cold, and the surrounding wildfires were suddenly extinguished at the same time, and there was no trace of spark.

Lang and Gu were surprised, but they saw Yi Fenghan striding over with his head held high and smiling.