"Okay, good, good!" The crowd on Xue Qing's side couldn't help but cheer loudly. Xue Qing also saw it really at this time, it turned out that the internal strength of the three brothers of Hanmei Sword was not so profound, compared to the swordsmanship of others, there was a world of difference, the swordsmanship of their brothers was far from being comparable to the top ten masters, but the cultivation of their internal force was at most between the top ten in the world, seeing this, Xue Qing calmed down a lot, at least the three brothers in front of him wanted to completely annihilate their own line today, it must be no fun, at most it was a lose-lose situation, a big fight.

Bing Ji hurriedly ran out of the crowd at this time, ran to Feng'er, and asked eagerly, "Feng'er, are you okay?"

Feng'er grabbed Bingji's hand with her hand and walked back slowly: "Mother, I'm fine, just a little bit of detachment, just breathe." ”

It was the first time that Feng'er had transported twelve percent of her internal force, although she had hit Hanmei Sword hard, although she had not suffered any internal injuries, but her five intestines and six organs were also shaken and churned, and her prostration was quite severe.

"You can scare me half to death for my mother. Bing Ji said, while taking out a "Hundred Flowers Snow Jade Pill" and handed it to Feng'er: "This is your father's healing and recovery elixir, you quickly take it, breathe for a while, it is extremely effective for internal force recovery and cultivation, stinky boy, although the martial arts are much more powerful than your father, but in terms of medicine, your father is the first person in the rivers and lakes, and he can study hard with your father when he is empty in the future." ”

"Yes, Mother. Feng'er took the medicine, swallowed it, and sat directly on the ground, pranayama without anyone else. Feng'er was very confident, this hand was enough to shock a group of people in black for a short time. And his side is also a master like a forest, there will be no problem in covering his own pranayama, and Feng'er also knows that this time will never end well, there must be a vicious battle, he is his own new force, he must breathe well, in order to deal with the vicious battle behind, and although he won the Hanmei sword just now, but it was a deception, first forced the other party not to use the sword, and then used the strategy of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, so he won by luck, if it is really a sword, I am afraid that he may not be the opponent of the withered bamboo sword.

"Snow Hero, you have raised a good son, how is Feng'er's martial arts better than you?" Tie Xiangbei asked happily.

"Well, Feng'er's master, is my best friend, a martial arts to conquer the world, he taught Feng'er to learn art for thirteen years, I believe that Feng'er's martial arts are definitely not weak, but I never imagined that Feng'er's martial arts realm would be so high, and what I didn't expect was that Feng'er's internal strength was so strong, and I could see that there had been almost a hundred years of cultivation, and I was also very strange, how did his master do it, you know, it was only a short thirteen years. The strange people in the world are strange people!" Xue Qing said with emotion.

"Oh, Feng'er's master, who is it? Why didn't my old Tie know that there was such a person in the rivers and lakes?

"Hehe, Feng'er's master is a hidden strange person, the dragon sees the head but not the end, now is not the time, I will tell you slowly in the future. Xue Qing replied.

The withered bamboo sword and the Chunlan sword finally woke up and hurriedly stepped forward to check on Hanmei Sword's injuries. At this moment, the hot air on Hanmei's sword head was churning, and the left side of her face was covered with some thin ice, while her right face was hot and red, and she was carrying the remaining internal force, forcing the two hot and cold forces that had invaded the dantian.

At this time, Luo Feihua and Qi Tianzhen also rushed over, looking at the appearance of Hanmei Sword, they were horrified, and secretly said in their hearts, "What kind of kung fu is this?"

"The third protector, the fourth protector, you guys quickly input internal force into the second protector and help the second protector heal! Luo Feihua said.

The withered bamboo sword and the Chunlan sword sat on the ground according to the words, and each put their hands on the back of the Hanmei sword, inputting the internal force into it continuously. Han Meijian hurriedly fused these two internal forces with his only remaining internal forces, forcing Feng'er's two internal forces with different attributes outward, and the white qi on his head was full of white energy, and beads of sweat fell like rain. His face was white and red. After about a cup of tea, his face finally slowly returned to normal, and "wow" spit out another mouthful of old blood and slowly opened his eyes.

"Second brother, are you okay?" asked the withered bamboo sword and the Chunlan sword with concern at the same time.

"Careless, careless, I can't die, but the five organs are a little displaced, and the meridians are also a little damaged, I'm afraid it will take at least two months or so to recover from pranayama. Han Meijian said with annoyance.

"Second brother, what is the number of ways that kid has, why did you have the upper hand in the first two palms, but the last palm was so miserable!" Chunlan Sword, Luo Feihua and Qi Tianzhen also stared at Hanmei Sword tightly, and their hearts were also full of doubts.

"Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, this kid, strong internal strength, far above me, but deliberately pretended to be invincible in the first two palms, and deliberately hid his internal strength and palm characteristics, I began to think that he was the internal strength of the ice attribute, and he was careless, who knows, his internal strength has both ice and fire dual attributes, and the left and right palms are different, my internal force is at a loss, and it will collapse at a touch, so I suffered a big loss. Alas!" Han Meijian said dejectedly.

"The internal strength is far above you, Second Brother, did we hear you right?" asked the withered bamboo sword with an undeniable expression.

"Sure, both palms slapped me away, you can't see it, I feel that this kid's internal strength has at least a hundred years of cultivation. Han Meijian replied solemnly.

"A hundred years of cultivation?" Withered Bamboo Sword, Chunlan Sword, Tilapia Flower, and Qi Tianzhen exclaimed at the same time!

"Yes, there are at least a hundred years of cultivation, although the old man has been immersed in the way of the sword all his life, although the internal strength is not as deep as that of his peers, but at least there are about 70 years of cultivation, I am ten percent of the internal force, was knocked away, and the five internal organs and meridians are all damaged, you think about it! There is no hundred years of cultivation can be done? And this kid's internal force is very weird, I have been wandering the rivers and lakes for so long, I have never seen such a miracle, and his palm is also a wonder in the world. Do not underestimate your enemies. Han Meijian's face was solemn.

"It's really a hell of a life, at a young age, even if you start practicing in your mother's womb, you are less than twenty years old, and you will cultivate within a hundred years, this is ......" Luo Feihua stopped talking again.

"Don't forget, who is his father, the 'Three Peerless Doctors', he loves to fiddle with all kinds of treasures in his life, natural treasures, and the ghost knows how much he has eaten since he was a child. Qi Tianzhen said with an angry face.

"Lao Qi, even if this is the case, where did his magical ice and fire internal power come from, and where did he learn that mastery technique?" Luo Feihua was still puzzled.

"We have misinformed and ignored this, and it seems that these mysteries must be solved by the higher figures in the sect. Hanmei Sword interrupted Luo Feihua.

"Second brother, what should we do now?" asked the withered bamboo sword.

"The rules are not a joke, of course they are continuing. Han Meijian said.

"But the second protector, you are seriously injured behind you now, and our chances of winning are greatly reduced, and if we don't get it right, we will lose both. "Luo Feihua began to make small calculations again.

"What's the matter, Hall Master Luo, do you want to withdraw again?" Han Meijian glanced at Luo Feihua with disdain.

"No, no, my subordinates don't mean that, they just think it's a little unworth it. Tilapia replied cautiously.

"Is it worth it, we have to fight, if this mission fails again, I'm afraid my eldest brother won't be able to protect a few of us! Do you understand? Now what you have to do is to hold them back, my eldest brother is on the way to come, I can hold them down, and when my eldest brother comes, the chances of winning will be great." Han Meijian gave the order.

"Yes!" Luo Feihua replied, helplessly slowly pulling out his "Shura Blood Knife".

"Second brother, do you think the eldest brother can win this kid? I looked at this kid and didn't suffer any internal injuries. Chunlan Jian asked.

"If but in terms of internal strength, the eldest brother is not necessarily higher than this kid, maybe also under this kid, but in terms of swordsmanship, the eldest brother wins steadily, not to mention the eldest brother, if I use the sword at the beginning, this kid may have been injured by me, but from the perspective of swordsmanship, I think he can win the fourth brother because of the advantage of internal strength, and you may not be the enemy of the third brother. Han Meijian analyzed.

"Then are we rushing forward, or continue to fight the opponent alone?" Qi Tianzhen, the internal injury last time was not good, he really didn't want to fight the opponent alone, because the opposite side came out casually, he didn't want to fight the enemy, and attack it in groups, so as to at least ensure that he could avoid strong enemies.

"You are a pig, you said that you want to drag the opponent, you must be fighting alone! In this way, you can drag it to my eldest brother, rush up, directly fight hard, lose so many people, how to explain it! Fighting is a strategy, and this risky move cannot be done unless it is absolutely necessary. Han Meijian was so angry that she spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Hall Master Qi, you don't have to worry, I have suffered a loss, my third brother and fourth brother's swordsmanship, I believe that except for this kid, there is basically no one to stop it, and there is also the 'Shura Blood Knife' of Hall Master Luo, who can be hostile?" Han Meijian scolded, feeling that it was inappropriate, it was when the door master was trying to win over his own strength, he suddenly felt that it was unnecessary to offend Qi Tianzhen, and besides, this kid is rich enough to rival the country, and he will definitely be able to squeeze out a lot of oil and water in the future. So his face softened a lot and said.

"Subordinates understand!" Qi Tianzhen is very shrewd and understands the truth that "people have to bow their heads under the low eaves".

At this time, Feng'er also finished pranayama, the sea of qi was no longer churning, the five were no longer shaking, and the internal force had recovered at least more than ten percent, and she jumped up from the ground. Walked briskly forward to a group of men in black.

"Huh, senior, are you okay? Sure enough, you have deep internal strength! I woke up much faster than I thought!" Feng'er's mouth was also damaged enough, and the words "deep internal force" were bitten very hard.

"Boy, don't get cheap and sell well! If the old man used a sword at the beginning, I'm afraid it's you lying on the ground now!" Hanmei Jian's eyes breathed fire, and he boasted that he had been wandering the rivers and lakes for many years and had read countless people, but today he was ruthlessly calculated by a young man who was less than twenty years old, and was seriously injured. At the moment, I hate itchy.

It's a pity that life only has results and consequences, but there are no ifs. Feng'er said in an old-fashioned manner, a young man less than twenty years old actually told an old man the truth of life. "Or, I'll teach the swordsmanship of my predecessors again? Look at the swordsmanship of my predecessors, is it the same as your old man's internal skills, and it is a waste of fame?" Feng'er also saw that Hanmei's sword injury was not light, and she had no strength to fight again, so she deliberately teased.

"You ......" "Wow" Hanmei Jian spit out another mouthful of blood!

"Ah, senior, this age, blood is very precious, you can't vomit so unscrupulously, it's not good for your health, it's common sense for seniors to win or lose, don't think about it, you old man! After all, it's not easy to live to your age! Haha!" Feng'er continued to say sarcastically.

Hanmei Jian was almost angry by Feng'er's words.

"Boy, you are too blind, too rampant, treacherous, hurt my second brother, get cheap and sell well, right! Come, I'll teach you kid's kung fu!"

"Hey, it's really a family that doesn't enter the door, it's really worthy of being four brothers, and they dare to use the name of 'Meilan Zhuju', it's really defiled the four gentlemen, what's the matter?

The withered bamboo sword and a few people saw a flower in front of them, and the fragrance came to their nostrils. A pretty woman fell in front of her with a look of disdain......