Sikong Jieyue simply admired Xuanyuan a little, he has always been very confident in his light skills, and his hiding place can definitely avoid the eyes and ears of these two people, but he didn't expect to be discovered by them.

He could hear that Liu Yunfei was seriously injured, so he dared to show up.

It is undeniable that Sikong Jieyue is a little jealous of this Bashan swordsman, not entirely because his martial arts are not as good as Liu Yunfei, but because Liu Yunfei never does things that he is not sure of, if Liu Yunfei makes a move, he must have been completely sure, so he can live to this day.

But not everything in the world can be fully grasped.

Liu Yunfei is no exception.

The injured Liu Yunfei and Xuanyuan Buguang are not so threatening, and no matter how bad they are, they can escape with their whole body, so Sikong Jieyue did not escape.

He really didn't want to miss this opportunity.

One is a traitor who captured the Dragon Gate, the other is the target of being hunted down by the Blue Dragon Society, why are two people who should be outlaws hiding together? This is a question that Sikong Picking Moon is trying to figure out.

Now that his identity has been revealed, Sikong Jieyue simply took off the human skin mask on his face and carefully put it back in his arms, this kind of delicate mask is extremely difficult, and he is reluctant to discard it casually.

Liu Yunfei looked at Sikong Jieyue, who was still dressed as "Elder Wei" when he took off his mask, and said mockingly: "You look much more pleasing to the eye at the moment, it seems that this dress suits you very well." ”

The implication is that Sikong Jieyue was born to be a beggar's material, Xuanyuan not only echoed it, but also said with a smile: "Yes, it is indeed much more pleasing to the eye, it seems that you are very suitable to be a beggar, why don't you take off your clothes, turn around and say to the beggar gang leader, beg him to include you in the door, with your name in the rivers and lakes, maybe you can also get a Dharma protector and an elder to do it, and after the old gang leader abdicates, you will be a beggar leader." ”

"You two don't have to deliberately irritate me, I'm honestly not angry, as you said, maybe one day I really run to become a beggar on a whim." Sikong Jieyue stared at Liu Yunfei and said with a smile: "Because I found that there is nothing wrong with being a beggar, you can be at ease, at least you don't have to hide like a wild dog and dare not see people." “

Liu Yunfei sneered: "Do you think that I can't kill people if I'm injured?" “

Sikong Jieyue said with a smile: "How dare you, the so-called hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, even if you Liu Daxia is injured, Yu Wei is still there, you can kill whoever you want, you live temporarily in this Wuhou Temple, just because you enjoy the beautiful scenery here." It is said that Liu Daxia never does things that he is not sure of, this injury must be a little light enemy to suffer a small loss, this can eat and drink, just rest for three or five days, and then it is not too late to teach the person who hurt you a lesson. “

Being ridiculed like this, on weekdays, Liu Yunfei was determined to look good, but at this moment he just stared at Sikong Picking the Moon and was stunned, and suddenly sighed: "I don't dare, I don't dare to trouble him, it's good to be able to pick up a life, and everyone will inevitably suffer one or two losses." “

When Liu Yunfei said this, his eyes were scattered, his brows were tightly locked, the corners of his eyes jumped lightly, and he looked like he had palpitations.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yunfei would generously admit that his skills were inferior, Sikong Jieyue couldn't help but be a little curious, who could make Liu Yunfei so frightened?

"If it were you, there would never be even a chance to get hurt." Liu Yunfei stared at Sikong Picking the Moon and snorted coldly.

I don't even have a chance to get hurt, in other words, I was solved by someone with one move.

"Hmph, that's not necessarily, if I have a chance, I want to see the person you said, can't he have three heads and six arms?" Sikong Jieyue sneered, thinking that you can't beat others, it doesn't mean that I can't deal with it, this guy's skills are not as good as others, and he is injured and even his ambition is a lot shorter.

Seeing that he was not convinced, Liu Yunfei sneered and asked, "Let me ask you, who do you think is better in martial arts than Master Qingxuan, the head of Shaolin?" “

He didn't have to compare himself with Sikong Jieyue, because the two were obviously vindictive, and what they said was not objective and fair. And Master Qingxuan's martial arts cultivation is clear to everyone in the rivers and lakes, and it is very appropriate to compare him.

Sikong Jieyue pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "Master Qingxuan has strong internal strength, in terms of palm technique, he is naturally better than me, I have practiced light skills all my life, and I have a slight upper hand in terms of body shape and footwork." Master Qingxuan has studied the inner fist palm all his life, and he is a martial arts senior, if it is a match, I will naturally use a sword to palm him twice. If it is a life-and-death fight, within a hundred moves, it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, but in the end, he must win. “

Xuanyuan not only interjected: "Why does it have to be him?" “

Sikong Jieyue sighed: "Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, water drops and stones are worn, not a day's work, martial arts is such a thing, naturally the more you practice, the more powerful it is, Master Qingxuan is a monk, his mind is peaceful, no matter what kind of martial arts he practices, he will strive to reach the highest level without distraction." So people like you and me who have other hobbies are not opponents of people like Liu Yunfei. “

Xuanyuan not only nodded, as if he had acknowledged Sikong Jieyue's opinion, he already understood why Sikong Xuanyue said that after a hundred moves, it must be Master Qingxuan who won, Master Qingxuan has practiced his kung fu to the extreme, and he will be handy when facing the enemy, coupled with profound internal strength and rich experience in fighting the enemy, it is by no means that Sikong Jieyue can compete with it only by endurance and small kung fu.

Liu Yunfei looked at Sikong Jieyue coldly and said: "The person who hurt me, even if he is a master like Master Qingxuan, it is estimated that it will be difficult to survive ten moves, or even three moves, under him, do you still want to see it?" “

"What about you, how many tricks did you do with him?" Sikong Jieyue touched his nose and said, he felt that Liu Yunfei was a little alarmist, he had been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he had never heard of such a powerful character.

"One move! Not a single move, to be exact, because I hadn't even fully drawn my sword, and his hand was on me. Liu Yunfei let out a long sigh, his expression was gloomy, he had practiced swords all his life, but he never imagined that one day he would be injured by others if he couldn't even pull out the sword.

"Hands? You're talking about his hands? Could it be that the man's hand is a weapon? Sikong Jieyue didn't understand why Liu Yunfei said hands, not fists and palms.

"Yes, that hand is a weapon, a deadly weapon." Liu Yunfei's eyes showed that fear again.

"What kind of weapon?" Sikong Picking Moon seemed to have been infected by Liu Yunfei, and he was faintly uneasy in his heart.

"Red Devil Hand!" Liu Yunfei said word by word, he said that the expression of these three words was extremely strange, as if these three words themselves were a kind of spell.

Sikong Jieyue's face changed greatly, and he asked anxiously: "Are you sure you are not mistaken, are you sure that it was the Red Devil who hit you?" “

Liu Yunfei didn't speak, he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his chest.

I saw that Liu Yunfei had a palm-sized scar on his chest, the ribs at the wound were dented, and the skin and flesh were turned out, although the wound had almost healed, it was still shocking.

This kind of wound, at first glance, is a blunt blow with an iron weapon, and it is by no means a blow from the palm of the flesh.

"Red Devil Hand ......" Sikong Jieyue's face also showed a look of fear, and he muttered in his mouth: "The blue devil cries on the day, the red devil cries at night, the heavens and the earth cry, and the sun and the moon do not come out." “