Fashion ignored the Assassin's exclamations, he had already unleashed a critical attack. The Assassin www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion is not afraid of fashion, or he doesn't want to kill fashion at all, he is just testing the martial arts of fashion. The assassin bent down sharply and struck back with both palms. A black smoke subtly bounced off the purple dragon's edge, and the black mist was like a zombie spitting out a blood-red long tongue and sweeping towards Fashion's legs......

The martial arts of these two people have reached a stage beyond the reach of the people of the rivers and lakes, especially the fashion has already realized the cultivation of the spirit! Such a high level of skill can only be found among the top masters of the cultivation of the ninth order of the Yuan Ying who are about to cross the tribulation, and the cultivators of this life have been eliminated.

The top masters of the Datang world must cultivate their own spirits in order to truly cultivate immortals! Spiritual cultivation cannot improve their internal strength at once, and it will take a long time to take effect. The so-called spiritual cultivation is to truly begin to cultivate immortals until life is eternal! But there are very few people who can cultivate the spirit.

In the past few months since fashion came to the Datang world, almost all the top masters in the world have realized the fastest and most effective cultivation method, that is, "Spirit", but there are very few people who are really qualified to cultivate spirits. Those who are spirits alone must reach the stage of being able to cross the tribulation before they can cultivate, but they cannot cultivate spirits.

Fashion's ability to cultivate the spirit is completely his own special physique and original skills, coupled with the support of the elder of the pavilion, the tempering of the Valley of Flames, and the last fire is the "spiritual secrets" passed on to the fashion by the White Crane Immortals, and the fashion can be given to his "Purple Dragon Screaming Heavenly Fist" with only a slight change.

Therefore, fashionable martial arts can advance by leaps and bounds, and his skills are already much closer to the strength of the peak masters of the Tang Dynasty. Fashion no longer has to painstakingly cultivate to the wraiths and take shortcuts, the cultivation of the wraiths is extremely difficult, and it takes time plus inhuman suffering. The success of the cultivation of the Spirits must go through a hundred years of painstaking cultivation, so the fashion has neither the time nor the stamina!

The sudden inspiration for the cultivation came from the "secret" taught to him by the fashion master White Crane Immortal Fashion is already the only closed disciple of the White Crane Immortal, so this secret will only be passed on to him. Fashion swears in front of the master that he will never reveal half a word of secret.

The assassin couldn't help but exclaim again: "Hey, I can't imagine that the fashion boy is so young that his internal cultivation is almost close to that of the Immortal! You must know that when I cultivated this kind of skill, it took me two hundred years!" The assassin obviously didn't go all out to fight, he didn't want to be fashionable, he seemed to be coping, more like observing fashion up close.

It took a lot of effort to fight this assassin in fashion, and the idea of a tie with the assassin seemed to be underestimating the opponent. As he fought, he continued the Assassin's words and said, "That's because you're stupid! Two hundred years? As he spoke, he suddenly exclaimed, "You're not human, how can you spend two hundred years cultivating martial arts?"

The assassin smiled faintly: "Say it as if you are an ordinary person! The assassin is trying to cover up, and according to the strange martial arts of this assassin and what he just said, he now understands in his heart, "This assassin is not a little familiar, it seems that he has seen it somewhere, it turns out that he and the dragon and the ghost must be in the same group!"

Fashion inadvertently used the Seven Stars Chasing Wind to stab the long-armed man in the chest when he spoke, and the long-armed man also struggled to stab the defense hole after the fashion stabbed, which also gave Fashion's little belly a kick. Fashion flew upside down and stuck to the three-meter-high stone wall, and then fell down hard.

The long-armed assassin clapped his hands and applauded: "Not bad, yes, you are the first boy who can survive under my gibbon fist until now!" Fashion fought with this guy called the gibbon for fifty rounds, and in addition to not using ice blue internal force, Fashion's rest of his martial arts were basically all used, and in the end, he was beaten by the gibbon and couldn't move on the ground.

The white gibbon looked at the fashion that had fallen ten meters away, and he calmly approached the fashion step by step as he spoke. Fashion lay on the ground and thought quickly, "Do you want to take out the shotgun and blow off this ghost's head?" or wait, this gibbon doesn't seem to have any killing intent on himself, he is tempting, and after the temptation, there must be a showdown!"

Sure enough, after the gibbon looked at the fashion of the painful struggle on the ground, he smiled lightly and said: "How about it? Follow me? I will ensure that you become the prince! Don't look at what kind of three-rank marching manager you are now, it is just that the emperor is using you, and you will die after using it!" To put it bluntly, the gibbon knows that fashion is his real master in the future, and the gibbon's move is also to leave a deep impression on fashion, and there will be no such opportunity in the future......

Fashion is getting more and more clear, but he still wants to ask clearly: "Who are you, who is your master?" The gibbon didn't care about fashion, he clapped his hands without hurrying, and then a stone door opened on the stone wall not far away. After the stone door was opened, it turned out to be Murong Fengyu and Sun Simiao's group inside.

However, at this time, Murong Fengyu and Sun Simiao were both wide-eyed but couldn't say a word, and their bodies couldn't move as if they were frozen. Fashion was anxious, and he said angrily: "Gibbon, you bastard! What did you do to Murong Gongzi? If you want to harm Murong Gongzi, Lao Tzu will fight with you today!"

The gibbon waved his hand and said softly: "Don't be so impulsive, you are not a thing in the pool, you will do great things in the future!" Murong and they are fine, but they have been killed by my hell! as long as they are fed my antidote, they will be fine. Otherwise, after an hour, they will die of rotting stomachs! As long as you are willing to cooperate with me, the antidote, you will get it immediately!"

Fashion feels that things are getting more and more complicated, but in order to get the antidote, he must cooperate. Fashion got up from the ground and looked at the gibbon seriously: "How can you cooperate? When you assassinated me, you used a triangular money dart, which is a secret weapon used by the Dongyang envoy, are you the emperor's person? Since you are the emperor's person, isn't cooperating with you to cooperate with the emperor? Haven't I been the emperor's person for a long time?"

The gibbon smiled and shook his head: "I know you are very smart, and when I say that I have to cooperate with me, I will naturally cooperate with my master, who is my master? I think it is not difficult for you to guess! My master said, as long as you listen to him dispatch troops at a critical time, then the cooperation between us will be completed, and this antidote will be yours!" The white gibbon took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and shook it in his hand. Fashion conjecture "The person who grabbed Murong is Chuanfeng Jia, the person who can release Murong must also be Chuanfeng Jia, and the master in the mouth of the white gibbon must also be Chuanfeng Jia." ”

Knowing the mystery, Fashion didn't panic, Fashion also regained his demeanor at this moment, he took out the folding fan and opened it and shook it in his hand: "Then if I go back on my word, what should you do? I can hold 10,000 iron horses in my hand, no matter how strong your martial arts are, I don't dare to come to the barracks, right?" The gibbon smiled: "My master believes in your personality and your character! As long as you agree, you don't need to make any written documents in black and white, let alone sign and draw a pledge, and you don't even need witnesses, as long as Shi Gongzi nods and agrees." ”

Fashion is no longer an ordinary person, all forces in the Tang world are staring at him, and Xinyi is his label to him. Fashion knows that as long as you promise to cooperate, you will definitely fulfill it, and there can be no bargaining. Fashion thought of killing the gibbon with a shotgun, but there was a super strong master even more powerful than the gibbon hiding behind the stone wall.

Although this super master tried his best to hide the internal force that rolled in his body, the fashionable special physique could still sense a little. Who could he be? Fashion was thinking quickly, and from the words of the white gibbon, Fashion speculated that the hidden master was probably Chuan Feng Jia, and Chuan Feng Jia was the master in the mouth of the white gibbon.

Fashion understands that there is still a big distance between his current martial arts and Chuanfeng Jia, and there is only one way to die in a desperate battle, and he will also involve Murong Fengyu and them to die together. After weighing the pros and cons, Fashion nodded and said, "This son promised to cooperate, he will not change his hexagram, so bring the antidote." Fashion stretched out his hand and took the white porcelain vase handed by the white gibbon, and hugged his fist to the white gibbon: "Thank you!" After speaking, he went to the stone cave to rescue Murong Fengyu and them.

The gibbon stood behind Fashion and said something intriguing lightly: "Fashion, you are a dragon!" The gibbon quickly faded after speaking, and the super master hidden in the dark disappeared without a trace. The stone cellar suddenly became quiet, as if nothing had ever happened here, only a hole in the stone wall**, like a vegetative Murong Fengyu They reminded fashion that all this is not an illusion.