"Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang", ......

A series of blows continued to sound between He Ballu and Feng Huixue, each time it was like thunder and tiger roaring, not only colliding with each other, but the internal force in the body played a vital role at this moment.

The corners of He Ballu's mouth gradually left a trace of blood, and through countless collisions, he finally found it. The internal force of the wind and snow actually suppressed him steadily, which was almost impossible to do. How many years has he only been cultivating? Why is it comparable to yourself? Unless there is some adventure or some panacea, how can you overpower yourself in internal force?

He Ballu really guessed correctly, don't forget, there is a woman in Qixian who is the heir of Shennong Valley at that time. With her help, how could the wind and snow lack a panacea? Qi Xian knew that he had reached his limit, so he spent all his thoughts on how to cultivate Feng Hui Xue, and it can be said that the potential of Feng Hui Xue now is even stronger than that of his master. Even, it is enough to compete with the most powerful "immortals" in history.

However, in addition to the strong internal force, He Ballu was even more afraid of the unpredictable speed of the wind and snow. It often takes more than a dozen punches to hit the wind and return to the snow, which proves that the speed of the wind and snow is at least ten times faster than that of oneself. Such a speed is simply appalling.

Moreover, his tricks seem to be whimsical and unrestrained, but they are self-contained, and each punch seems to have an inexplicable artistic conception, not only the fist is heavy, but it also seems to be able to disintegrate his mind.

He Balu knew that it was the power of the Wind Back Snow Martial Dao. It is the power that they are extremely eager for but cannot ask for, and those who have this power are the real pride of the heavens, and they have the hope of stepping into the gate of the supreme martial arts. Although this kind of power does not have any actual improvement in combat power, it can integrate their will into the martial arts and affect the opponent's mind. Especially for people like themselves who have not set foot on the martial arts, the effect is even more obvious.

"Bang bang", two more sounds, although He Ballu tried his best to dodge and resist, but he was still hit by the wind back to the snow, and his attack was dodged by the wind back to the snow at will, and even the corners of the opponent's clothes were not stained by half a point.

It's too fast, the speed at which the wind returns to snow is just too fast. He Ballu's eyes were completely useless, and if it weren't for the intuition of a martial artist cultivated over the years, he would not have been able to catch the other party's figure at all. Now he has suffered a lot of internal injuries in his body, and his internal organs are even more painful. If this is the case again, I am afraid that I will be beaten to death by the wind and snow.

"Whoa......" He Ballu suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, his voice was like an eagle flapping its wings, soaring into the sky. Suddenly, there was a "click" sound from his bones, as if they were growing rapidly.

"Wind back to snow, eat me a trick!" He Ballu shouted, his hands suddenly clasped together, and a huge shadow enveloped the wind and snow.

"Oh?" Feng Huixue's face showed a little surprise, no wonder He Ballu usually wore two wide sleeves. It turned out that for this trick, the two sleeved robes trembled, wrapping themselves like two wings that covered the sky and the sun. You don't need to look at it to know that now these two sleeved robes, under the indoctrination of He Ballu's internal force, must be as strong as iron, even if you want to destroy them, it will be difficult to do so.

"Oh? Unexpectedly, He Ballu still has such a ability. Madame femme fatale smiled and glanced at Bai Xiaolian, who was worried next to her, "Disciple, you don't have to worry, let's see how he responds." ”

Obviously, Bai Xiaolian is concerned about the wind and snow, but it is chaotic.

Wrapped in the two huge wings of He Ballu, a golden light suddenly appeared. This golden light is like a meteor piercing the night sky, and like a light butterfly flying in a dream. At the moment of appearance, it broke through the siege of He Ballu, and this golden light seemed to be a straight line, but it felt like it had crossed countless distances and meandered. This kind of feeling and visual error made everyone very tormented. The golden light landed, and it was the wind and snow that came out of He Ballu's arms intact.

"Yaobu!" Bai Xiaolian said happily. She had seen this golden light under the waterfall once, and knew that this was the martial art of wind and snow, and it was also the power of him to integrate all his light skills into one.

When I looked back, I saw that Lady Vime Fatale also showed a surprised expression. Everyone thinks that the "remote step" of the wind and snow is just the world's supreme light work, just because the "easy step" of his master is like this. However, he never expected that the wind and snow would be blue, and it seemed that his "remote step" was even more powerful than that of the immortals.

"Whew......" Feng Huixue gasped slightly, his face was also a little pale, and there was sweat faintly flowing down his forehead.

When he turned around, he saw that He Ballu was still holding his arms in his arms. But his iron-sleeved robe lay down limply. I saw an undetectable needle eye in He Ballu's chest, which was just above the heart. Between the flashes of golden light, it was Feng Huixue who cut off his heart pulse, so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

"It's a pity," Madame femme fatale walked up to He Ballu, gently closed his dead eyes, and said with a coquettish smile, "You are a beautiful woman, but what a thief." ”

Feng Huixue and Bai Xiaolian pursed their lips at the same time, no matter which angle you think about it, this sentence is not suitable for use here.

Madame femme fatale laughed twice, and a silver bell-like laugh came: "Hey, this guy's corpse is useless, right?" I'm going to use him to test the poison. ”

Feng Huixue suddenly felt a headache, madam, please, can you not just sigh with a regretful face, and desecrate people's corpses. However, Feng Huixue did not have any sense of pity for He Ballu, this guy is a Han Chinese, but he is dedicated to working for Fanbang, and he is innocent. Feng Huixue waved his hand weakly, signaling Madame Fetale to dispose of it at will.

"Unexpectedly, you're already over." The eldest grandson, Changkong, rushed out of the woods on the side.

At this time, his face was a little solemn, and his usual smile disappeared completely.

"What's wrong? Ji Yunkong missed it? No, if he had an accident, you should have set off firecrackers to celebrate, why did you have the expression of a dead mother? "The wind returns to the snow.

The eldest grandson Changkong shook his head and said, "Ji Yunkong and the Five Emperors are still fighting, and they won't be able to tell the winner for a while. However, something went wrong in Chang'an. As he spoke, he handed a telegram to Feng Huixue.

After Feng Huixue saw it, his face changed greatly, regardless of his weak body, he immediately stood up and said, "Quick, go find that guy Ji Yunkong, something is wrong!" ”