"Boy, I don't know where you got the courage to die. Even your father is not the opponent of the old man, you are young, it is estimated that you have not even learned your father's martial arts, but you have learned a lot of your father's sharp teeth. Always be arrogant and less stable, this is an ancient adage, you are bold enough, and arrogant enough, but unfortunately you may not have the day when you are old. Today, the old man will take your father to teach you a lesson that you don't know the height of the sky, but if you are unlucky, or if the old man is a little heavier, you will have no tomorrow. Han Meijian was very angry, and said a little annoyed.

"Say that you are already old, you still don't believe it, it's not easy to live to your age, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, don't you understand? You took the lead in the night attack on Renhetang, and you were the one who hurt my father, didn't you dare to show off your might by relying on your 'rotten plum sword'? Today, Young Master Ben, I will give up my strengths, use the swordsmanship that I am not good at, teach you a good lesson, and let you know what is called the outer heavens. "Feng'er is starting to play tricks.

"Hmm, what are you not good at swordsmanship? Boy, what are you good at? The old man can accompany you, even if the old man doesn't use a sword, killing you is like stepping on an ant. Hanmei Jian was ridiculed by the father and son in turn, and he was a little out of shape in his heart, and seeing Feng'er's youth, he thought that even if he didn't use a sword, he could easily kill Feng'er. Sure enough, he fell for Feng'er's calculation.

"Old thing, do you dare not use a sword? Hehe, I'm afraid you'll regret it when you die. Feng'er further angered Hanmei Sword.

"Presumptuous, tell me what you're good at?" Han Mei Jian was furious, and he had lost the demeanor of a generation of grandmasters.

Xue Qing, Mei'er and Tie Xiangbei and others couldn't help but shout hello for Feng'er, killing two birds with one stone, first to anger the opponent, and secondly, to make the opponent automatically give up the swordsmanship of the rivers and lakes.

"Ben Shaoxia, good at using palms, do you dare to take my three palms?" Feng'er said with a disdainful expression.

"What? I dare to take your three palms? Boy, if I can't kill you with three palms, the old man will not shoot again in tonight's fight. If you can take my three palms, you can continue to fight tonight, the old man is only a spectator from the wall, not a sword, just a spectator. However, my two brothers, Hall Master Luo, and Hall Master Qi can continue to hunt down and kill you, and I have a word first. "Hanmei Sword is not small, and the stakes are not small.

"Is this true? If your two brothers die in battle, you won't give a sword? right? Old thing? As for those two dogs, whether they can make a move or not, they are all given for nothing, and I haven't paid attention to it, sir. By the way, do you dare to swear in front of all the heroes?" Feng'er knew that Hanmei Sword had been fooled, so she asked with a smile.

"The old man has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has always been true to his word and never broken his word. Anyway, the old man swore to the sky, if you can take my three palms, I will stand by tonight, if you violate this oath, heaven and earth will not tolerate, and there is no place to bury you. "Hanmei Sword moved his true character. He thought that Feng'er was young, and no matter how high his internal strength cultivation was, he couldn't go anywhere, so he felt that even if he didn't use the famous swordsmanship, he was confident that there would be no problem in killing Feng'er within three palms.

"Okay, you finally don't play three times anymore, and it's also bright, okay, take over!" Feng'er's voice didn't fall, and his left palm flipped over with one palm, and the "Ice and Fire Divine Skill" only used less than thirty percent of the power, and only urged the power of ice, not the power of fire. It was imprinted directly on the front chest of the Hanmei Sword. Feng'er deliberately underestimated the enemy, so she only used three successes.

Han Meijian was startled by Feng'er's abrupt palm before his words fell, but after all, he was also a senior in the rivers and lakes, and when he was taken aback, he laughed: "Boy, it's very ghostly!" He also greeted it with one palm, and used five successful forces.

With a "bang", Feng'er took two big steps back, then deliberately took three steps back, and pretended to be a little out of breath, and said: "What a strong internal force! "Feng'er plans to carry out the trick of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to the end. But I thought in my heart: Although this Hanmei sword technique is superb, the internal force cultivation is much worse than the sword technique, at most, it is between his father or Feng Ruyi, and at most he is one percent taller. And during this period of time, after the baptism and comprehension of a series of actual battles, and under the meditation of Ruyifang, the internal force is at least three or four percent higher than when he went down the mountain, and he has reached the peak of the triple realm of "Ice and Fire Divine Skill", so he is confident in fighting for palm power, and he is absolutely sure that he will hurt Hanmei Sword, and his "Ice and Fire Divine Skill" is a wonder in the world, far from being comparable to other internal skills.

"Feng'er!" Bing Ji didn't know what to do, she was so frightened that her face turned white, and she grabbed Xue Qing's hand tightly. "Brother Xue, Feng'er, he ......"

Xue Qing gently patted Bing Ji on the shoulder, signaling that Bing Ji was fine.

Han Mei Jian also took a big step back at this time, looking at his right palm that was a little frosty. I was a little surprised, I thought that I would be able to seriously injure Feng'er with fifty percent of my internal strength, even if I couldn't kill him on the spot, at least I could make Feng'er shake her stomach and six internal organs, and spit blood in her mouth. But instead of hitting Feng'er hard, he didn't even do it, he just took five steps back. How did he know that Feng'er had only used thirty percent of the internal force, and there were three steps that were deliberately retreated. In fact, he didn't know at all, Feng'er's internal strength was far above him, and it was impossible for him to know the magic of internal strength.

"Good boy, the old man underestimated you, it turned out to be the internal strength of the ice attribute, and the internal force is quite deep, no wonder you dare to be rampant, over time, your kid's achievements will definitely be above the old man, it's a pity, it's a pity. Han Meijian said with a smile.

"What is a pity? Feng'er rushed over again, still the "Ice and Fire Divine Skill" was still only a palm with the power of ice, and this time it was full of fifty percent of the internal force. The biting cold wind was mixed with ice chips and slashed towards the Hanmei Sword.

Hanmei Jian fought a palm just now, knowing that Feng'er's internal strength was not weak, this time he used eighty percent of his internal strength to meet it.

"Boom" Feng'er followed the other party's palm power, volleyed out, bit the tip of his tongue in the air, pretended to spit out a mouthful of blood, and finally stood down after landing a few steps back, and then squatted down again, panting heavily.

"Ahh Belle said softly at the root of Bingji's ear: "Mother, don't panic, Brother Feng'er is pretending." ”

"Huh?" Bing Ji looked dazed, turned her head to look at Mei'er, and Mei'er nodded firmly. Bing Ji's face turned into a look of suspicion, and she looked at Xue Qing again. Xue Qing held a resolute gaze. Bing Ji put her heart down at this time, but she still looked at Feng'er worriedly.

Han Meijian was also a little uncomfortable at the moment, and took three steps back in a row before he stabilized his figure, a layer of thin ice had formed on his palm, his face was a little pale, and he was also a little panting. However, he believed that without twelve successes, only with his own ten, even if he couldn't kill Feng'er, he would definitely be fine if he was seriously injured. Because he saw that Feng'er had spurted blood from his mouth, he must have suffered a lot of internal injuries. Ten successes are enough. Thinking about it like this, my heart calmed down a lot.

The man in black was also a little surprised, with Feng'er's age of less than twenty years old, his cultivation was close to a jiazi, how did he do it, he was worthy of being the son of the "Three Peerless Doctors", and he dared to love the heavenly and earthly treasures from snacks to greatness!

"Senior, are you okay!" Feng'er covered her chest with her left hand, as if she had been injured internally, and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth as she spoke!

"Hehe, still ask me, boy, if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, and persuade your father to join us, there is still a chance of life, otherwise, you, a natural martial arts wizard, will die here today." Your parents will also die, do you want to think about it?" Han Mei asked with a sword in her chest.

"Since ancient times, ice charcoal has different furnaces, you don't have to bother to speak, how long you can live is my own life, senior, next, I will fight with you with twelve successes! You have to be careful, don't blame me for not reminding you!" Feng'er said with a straight expression!

"Okay, since you're looking for your own death, don't blame me, just come!" Hanmei Sword raised her palms to her chest.

"It's coming!" Feng'er didn't have any reservations this time, and the twelve successes were all fully utilized, the left palm was ice and fire palm, and the right palm was frost and fire palm. The palms rolled up monstrous ice chips and heat waves, and directly slashed at the Hanmei Sword with their palms!

Before the Hanmei Sword could be realized, it was discovered that something was wrong, and two completely different waves of internal force, one cold and one hot, were coming towards him! What kind of kung fu is this? What kind of internal strength is this? It is completely different from the two palms just now. Han Meijian was very flustered, thinking that this was beyond his knowledge of martial arts, but it was too late to make any changes, the palm wind was already coming, and it was too late to retreat, so he had to bite the bullet, turn up his palms, and fight hard.

"Whew" screamed, Hanmei Jian's lean body was like a kite with a broken line, ah no, the kite with a broken line was still slow, to be exact, it was like the arrow from Xuan that flipped out, and there were seven or eight rolls in the air, and it didn't unload much force, and the blood sprayed wildly in the air, and the blood rain flew sideways, falling directly ten zhang away. His face was like gold paper, and his left arm was completely frozen from the elbow down, including his left palm, but the palm was charred black the size of a copper coin. The skin is burnt. The right arm from the elbow down, along with the right palm, was charred black, but the palm of the palm was as big as a copper coin. It's pretty thick. Only then did Han Meijian know that he had been fooled, the outside of his body was as cold as an ice cellar, but his abdomen and six intestines were like fire. At this moment, I regret it, why don't you use a sword, and I also fell for this kid to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. But at this moment, he couldn't even speak, the two internal forces alternating between hot and cold were rampage in his body, so he had to grit his teeth and resist silently. He also understands that with this injury, let alone the battle behind, even if he recovers from his injury, he may not be able to recover in two or three months.

For a while, both Kuzhu and Chunlan forgot to step forward to check Hanmei Sword's injuries, and they all rubbed their eyes, really suspecting that they had seen it wrong, obviously the two palms in front of them had injured Feng'er, why did the wind and clouds suddenly change, and it was Hanmei Sword that fell out? Several people looked at each other, and stood in place with an incredible expression.

Feng'er also flew out upside down, with three tumbling in the air, standing firmly in place, her face was a little pale, and she endured the churning within five, although it was also very uncomfortable, but she stood with her hands in a chic manner. With his back to the group of black-clothed people, he said disdainfully: I originally thought he was a martial arts hermit and a peerless master, but it turned out to be a small man in the rivers and lakes, and he was a scumbag ...... battle!