Night, cold moon and sparse stars.

In the early autumn mountain night, there is a little lonely, the cool breeze blows, and there are dead leaves falling from time to time, but in the valley, it is a scene of purple and red.

Mo Li meditated cross-legged, quietly cultivating his true qi, he had already fallen into the mysterious realm of forgetting things and me, as if he was one with this heaven and earth, and he couldn't hide his five senses with a breath of a sound within a radius of dozens of zhang.

A scorching aura emanated from his body, which was three points more prosperous than before, like a burning furnace, which was the harvest he had gained from his meditation on the Jiuyang Divine Skill in recent days.

It is not to change the exercises, but to combine the martial arts perception of his years of practice from the Jiuyang Divine Skill, and make some slight changes to the Pure Yang Wuji Gong, which has become more suitable for himself.

Martial arts practice, at the beginning, is to walk along the path of the predecessors, not to make a mistake, but everyone has a slight gap in physique and root bones, and other people's roads are in the end, but they may not be the most suitable for themselves.

After all, martial arts are to be practiced, just like the eighteen palms of the dragon, in the hands of Qiao Feng, it is the first in the world, but now, it has long since declined.

There are no invincible martial arts, only invincible people!

He practiced Zhou Tian, and the true qi in his body was like a river rushing endlessly, and he was gradually getting better, when suddenly, he frowned, opened his eyes, looked at the shadow in front of him, and said, "What person?" ”

At night, the valley is dark and quiet.

Suddenly, there was a 'click' of a branch breaking, and a black shadow slowly walked from there.

"Amitabha, I haven't seen you for many days, Mo Shaoxia's demeanor is the same as in the past, which is really gratifying." The black shadow's voice was deep, slightly hoarse, faint, but it had a strange effect that shocked the heart.

"Shaolin lion roar?"

Mo Li said in a deep voice, and couldn't help but be slightly shocked in his heart.

The lion's roar is a Shaolin stunt that has been famous for hundreds of years, and it is not difficult to defeat the enemy with it, but it is extremely difficult to do it if it is so lightly turned into the ordinary voice of speech and shocked the opponent's mental momentum.

With this hand alone, the person who came is enough to rank among the top masters in the world.

"Mo Shaoxia's good eyesight, the old monk admires it."

The black shadow praised and walked forward slowly, seemingly slowly, but in just three or two steps, he stepped out of an extremely long distance and arrived in front of Mo Li.

Mo Li saw the other party's appearance clearly.

It was a thin old monk, covered with a wide black robe, and his shiny head was extremely eye-catching in the moonlight.

His eyebrows are thick, his eyes are deep, the bridge of his nose is high, and his lips are rich, he must have been a rare beautiful man when he was young, but there is a gloomy atmosphere hidden between his eyebrows, which makes the whole person gloomy and unapproachable.

"Your Excellency is a Shaolin monk?" Mo asked puzzled.

Shaolin saw and heard the four great monks of wisdom, except for the empty monk who had died early, the other three he had seen on Wudang Mountain, this person was by no means the three people, but such as the lion's roar and other Shaolin internal skills, and also cultivated to such a high level, must be a Shaolin person.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk recited the Buddha's name and said with a smile: "Yuanzhen has seen Mo Shaoxia, and when he met in Nanshan, the young man had the grace of a palm, and the old monk did not dare to forget it in this life." ”

Yuanzhen, Zhongnan Mountain, one palm!

Mo Li raised his eyebrows, and said with a solemn expression: "You are the man in black who sneaked attack?" ”

On that day, when he rescued Yin Li Pavilion outside the Taoist temple, he competed with the two masters of the King Kong Gate, Ah Er and Ah San, but was attacked by the man in black. At that time, he slapped the other party, and was also injured by the other party's cold fingers, he didn't see his face clearly, and was slipped away by the other party, he didn't expect to dare to come to the door today!

This old monk with the name Yuanzhen was the world-famous master Mixed Yuan Thunderbolt Cheng Kun more than ten years ago, and he has been studying martial arts in Shaolin Temple incognito all these years, and no one knows how high his martial arts are now.

In the original book, he killed the top of the light alone, although he took advantage of the infighting of the Mingjiao masters, but he was able to defeat the Mingjiao masters including Wusanren, Yang Xiao, and the Blue Winged Bat King in one fell swoop, and he can also know his skills.

I'm afraid that in the world, if he fights alone, the three old monks of the Shaolin Temple and the Wudang faction Zhang Sanfeng and Mo Lizu can beat him.

If it weren't for that, Mo Li wouldn't have been injured by his phantom yin finger power that day.

Yuan Zhen clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Yes, today's old monk is specially here to repay Your Excellency's grace." ”

His tone was sincere, his eyes were sincere, as if he was not here to kill, but really to repay his kindness!

"I'm afraid it's not enough for you alone." Mo Li said coldly.

"Then add my two brothers!"

An old voice came, from far and near, quickly approaching.

Mo Li only felt that the whole body was cold, and the two cold and cold qi were approaching rapidly, and the palm force was blowing in his face, like two extremely cold glaciers, and it was two top masters to attack!

He snorted coldly, the qi and blood around his body rolled, and within the dantian, the pure Yang Wuji True Qi was running, and he raised his hands and palms, and he headed towards the two winds!

'Bang bang' two loud sounds, Mo Li only felt that his hands were pressed on top of two lumps of cold ice, and the cold air hit, freezing his blood veins slightly stiff, but his cultivation was pure yang true qi, and his body was full of qi and blood, and he drove away all the cold qi in an instant.

Not only that, but on the ground, half of the ice crystals were condensed, and half of them became dry and scorched, but they were swept away by the aftermath of the palm power of both sides.

The person who made the shot was shocked by Mo Li's palm, but it was two tall and thin old men, both of whom had a gloomy temperament and were full of evil spirits.

Mo Li's pupils shrank, and he said in a deep voice: "Second Elder Xuanming! ”

There are still two people in the world who have such an extremely cold palm power, and there are no one else except for the two elders of the Ruyang Palace.

It seems that this time, it is the handiwork of the Ruyang Palace!

"Hahahaha...... Hahahaha......"

The two old men laughed loudly in unison, and one said: "I can't imagine the dignified sword god, and I also know the names of the old man, I don't know that the little son of Zhang Wuxia of your faction is injured well?" ”

In the past, Zhang Wuji was given by these two people, and his cold poison has not been cured!

"You're looking for death!" Mo Li stretched out his hand and pressed the long sword at his waist, and there was a fierce qi on his body.

"I'm afraid it's Your Excellency who will die today!"

A sword light suddenly lit up with the sound, like a rainbow sword light divided into eight in the night, gorgeous like eight people shooting together, fast as lightning, fast as thunder, three points more clever than He Taichong, the head of Kunlun, clearly a master of sword dao who has comprehended the sword intent!

The sheathed long sword in Mo Li's hand was counted in the air, and he could only hear the eight soft sounds of 'Ding Ding ......', like a rainbow sword light, and there was a tall and thin old man in front of Mo Li, with a wrinkled face, a sad face, and a long sword in both hands.

"Eight-armed Divine Sword Fang Dongbai!" Mo Li frowned.

The old man couldn't help but be a little surprised, and said: "I didn't expect that after so many years of retirement from the rivers and lakes, Your Excellency actually knew the name of the old man. ”

Mo Li ignored him, but looked around and shouted: "What other masters have arrived, why hide your head and show your tail, let's show up together!" ”

"Mo Shaoxia is so big, aren't they your opponents?"

A slightly immature female voice came, but in the darkness, a beautiful and noble girl walked out slowly, with a long sword hanging from her waist, and behind her, there was also a bitter-faced Toutuo, staring at Mo Li deadly, with hatred in her eyes, almost overflowing!

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