Tan Zongzi's shot was not ambiguous at all, and at a distance of less than two zhang, several moves were changed in the blink of an eye. Under a burst of dazzle, the palm wind rushed straight to Huangshan, and Huangshan could already feel the power between Tan Zongzi's palms.

Avoiding the real is the only way Huang Shan can think of, otherwise, Wei Zheng and Yang Andao are their own examples. Thinking of this, the situation could no longer allow Huang Shan to think too much, because Tan Zongzi's palms were already about to reach his chest.

Wudang's Tiyun Vertical is the supreme light martial arts, and in the face of danger and desperation, the world's unparalleled light power helps him to avoid deadly attacks. However, Tan Zongzi is a sect master after all, and Tiyun Zong's light skills cannot be completely released under the suppression of Tan Zongzi's strong internal force. In this way, in less than five moves, Huangshan is already overstretched and in danger.

Ha Lu and the man on the left looked at everything that was happening in front of them leisurely, and the expressions on their faces were very natural, as if it was a matter of course for Tan Zongzi to take Huangshan within a few moves. Tan Zongzi is getting faster and faster, and the expression on his face is becoming more and more confident, and he even uses stiff Chinese to ridicule while palming.

"The master of a gang, martial arts is nothing more than that, you Han people say that there are people outside the sky, presumably that's the case, but unfortunately you can only be a frog sitting at the bottom of the well. ”

Huang Shan has a strong fighting spirit and copes with every palm of Tan Zongzi, but in the face of absolute strength, all the soft sound exercises and opportunistic fighting methods are vulnerable. In an instant, Huang Shan had already lost the opportunity to fight back, and even it was difficult to dodge.

At this moment, there was a slight movement in the woods, and a figure was shot from the string arrow, and the figure had no bells and whistles, but just pushed it with a flat palm, pointing directly at Tan Zongzi. The young man holding the fan noticed the abnormal movement and immediately waved his palm to intercept it, but in the eyes of this figure, his speed was so slow that he didn't even want to look back.

It seemed ordinary to come and go, but the energy contained in it made Tan Zongzi's face change greatly, and even Huang Shan felt a strong pressure, which made him a little suffocated. Seeing this, Tan Zongzi also had to abandon Huangshan, and then cheered up the spirit of twelve points, gathered all the internal force in the palm, and pushed away to meet the palm power of the comer.

Seeing Tan Zongzi's solemn face, he knew the skill of the person who came. With a bang, the palms of the two converged in one place, and powerful waves of qi spread out in all directions, blowing up the clothes of the people present. For a while, the leaves were flying, and the flying leaves were like sharp blades, cutting through the clothes of Huangshan and Halu.

The young man holding the fan had the foresight, and before the two of them intersected with each other, he knew that he was invincible and hurriedly withdrew his palm and withdrew a zhang away. At the same time, the internal force of luck resisted this wave of qi. Huangshan was not so lucky, when the leaves flew wildly, not only did they tear through his clothes, but even cut a bloody mark on his face.

This power is so strong that even the trees not far from him are shaking after the air waves.

When the surroundings returned to calm, Huangshan saw the back of the person who came, which was a fat back. The person who came was in front of Huangshan, and Tan Zongzi fell directly backwards and flew out, and the strong force made Tan Zongzi hit the big tree behind him to stabilize his body.

Although he couldn't see clearly in the moonlight, he could still feel Tan Zongzi panting, and a trace of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. The people who came were calm, as if the palm just now was just a snap.

Tan Zongzi's chest rose and fell, and he didn't dare to speak at this time, because he was afraid that once he spoke, he would vent his true anger, and at that time, even Da Luo Jinxian would not be able to save him. Therefore, he could only secretly breathe while leaning against the book to protect his heart, but he could clearly imagine that Tan Zongzi's face must be particularly ugly at this time.

The air condensed like this for a moment, and Prince Haru recovered from his panic and hurriedly stepped forward to support Tan Zongzi. Seeing this, the young man holding the fan hurriedly came to Tan Zongzi's side, and began to prepare for the back road as soon as he arched his hand.

"Your Excellency's martial arts are rare in the world, and you are not an opponent in the inferior people. Don't pass it for the time being, the martial arts conference on the other day will ask your Excellency for advice and farewell!"

After speaking, no matter what the reaction of the person who came, together with Halu, he jumped out of the Tan Zongzi and disappeared into the moonlight in an instant. After they left, the big tree behind Tan Zongzi suddenly made a hunting sound, and then fell to the ground with a bang, which made Huang Shan stunned.

"Uncle He, is it you? Is it really you? I know it's you, the words you left on the master's tombstone, Shan'er saw it, Uncle He, where have you been all these years? Shan'er has worked so hard to find you!"

The person who came was He Xiong, after He Xiong slapped Fei Tan Zongzi, he ignored Huang Shan, and suddenly sat cross-legged, spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and breathed to himself.

Huang Shan panicked, he didn't expect such an ending, if He Xiong was injured because he saved himself, then how could he be embarrassed by Huang Shan? After a short panic, Huang Shan stood beside He Xiong, vigilantly guarding him to protect the Fa.

Half an hour later, He Xiong let out a breath of leisure, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes shot out a fine light, which made Huangshan shudder a little when he saw it. However, after He Xiong breathed, he immediately said a sentence that made Huang Shan even more stunned.

"Damn, old is old, if it weren't for the healing of that cow's nose that consumed most of my internal strength, just like that old bald donkey, Lao Tzu could beat ten. (Author's note: Giggle, He Xiong never thought that a few hundred years later there would be a movie called Ip Man, and the most classic line is that I want to play ten.) ）

When Huang Shan heard He Xiong speak, he turned from worry to joy, and he knew that as long as He Xiong said this, it would show that he had no problem. At the same time, he also understood that He Xiong was telling the truth, after all, healing Yang Andao's injuries had almost exhausted all his true qi, and only he He Xiong could do it if he could recover in such a short time.

Uncle He....... As soon as Huang Shan spoke, He Xiong interrupted his speech.

He Xiong just turned his head and glanced at Huang Shan: "Alas, you two masters and apprentices, none of them is worry-free. It's hard to be honest, when I was young, I had to protect that stinky boy, and when I was old, I thought I could rest and spend my old age in peace, and I had to exhaust my heart and soul for you, a rabbit cub. What kind of sin did I, He Xiong, owe you in my last life?"

He Xiong scolded and scolded, but his tone was full of pity, and when he scolded Xi Zhen, he remembered the past again, and his expression involuntarily dimmed.

Huang Shan wanted to speak and stopped, but He Xiong didn't give him the slightest chance to speak: "You kid is good, although your martial arts are poor, but you can improve it in time." But there is one thing that you are much smarter than your unsuccessful master, and you also know the truth that you must give what you want first, and you also know what it means to lure a snake out of a hole. The martial arts conference is a good step, and it will have an unexpected effect. There's not much time, I should go too, I have to recuperate and recover, otherwise your martial arts conference will be messed up, wouldn't it be a shame for your unsuccessful master?"

Without waiting for Huangshan to speak, He Xiong jumped and disappeared into the forest, he came with a hurry when he came, and he also walked away with a hurry when he left.

The reunion that I hadn't seen for so many years left in a hurry without even saying a few words. Huangshan was a little depressed, one foot deep and one foot shallow walked back, and when he returned to the gang, Wei Yuehua's room was brightly lit, and Wei Yuehua was more like an ant on a hot pot, so anxious.

Seeing that Huang Shan, who pushed the door in, was still in despair, and at the same time saw that his clothes were scratched and messed up and the blood marks on his face, Wei Yuehua panicked and was so frightened that his face was discolored.

"Where have you been, how did you get like this? Are you hurt? Where are you hurt? You are talking!"

A series of questions, Wei Yuehua unconsciously shed tears, her heart was like a knife, she thought that something had happened to Huangshan that caused her to still be in her spirit.

Fortunately, Huangshan relieved himself, and when he saw Wei Yuehua's anxious face and tears, he couldn't help but feel a burst of apologies in his heart: "Yuehua, I'm fine, it's okay, but I just met the old man more than ten years ago, and I remembered my master, so I couldn't help but worry about you for me for a while, I really shouldn't have it!"

Knowing that there was nothing wrong with Huangshan, Wei Yuehua burst into tears and laughed, and gently wiped the blood on his face with a handkerchief while beating his chest. Huang Shan sighed with emotion, and took advantage of the situation to hold Wei Yuehua tightly in his arms, at this time he suddenly had a strong feeling: all the glory will pass, and only love will remain eternal in the world.

Listening to Huang Shan's narration, Wei Yuehua sometimes clenched his fists with fear, sometimes took a long breath of relief and smiled, and sometimes grabbed Huang Shan's palm tightly, and the entire palm of his hand was full of cold sweat.

When it came to He Xiong, Wei Yuehua completely relieved his heart: "Brother Shan, you don't want to be like this in the future, do you have to tell me something?" We are already one, you are me, I am you, aren't you?"

Wei Yuehua thought of the lingering night again, and couldn't help blushing again, and in the end, the voice was like a mosquito, and I am afraid that only she could hear it.

Huang Shan gave a series of comforts, and finally Wei Yuehua was relieved, and the two talked and talked about the martial arts conference. Wei Yuehua is also heartbroken about this matter, and she has been thinking about countermeasures, hoping to share more worries for Huangshan.

Huang Shan's heart was a lot more relaxed, on the one hand, he at least knew the origin and purpose of the personnel, and on the other hand, he saw He Xiong. He knew very well that with the help of Cang Qiyin and the Xiping Marquis Mansion, his chances of winning had increased a lot, and now that there was He Xiong, there should be no accidents in the martial arts conference.

It's useless to think more, and now I can only practice diligently while quietly waiting for the convening of the martial arts conference.