Monk Fayuan has been seriously injured since the swift blow of King Kui's "Secret Sword, Chonglou", and although the poisonous needles in his body have been removed, the strange suction force coming from the inside of the house has made him unable to move under his feet, and he has fallen into the same predicament as King Kui before. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info frightened, the old monk thought that he was in danger again, so he shouted loudly.

Seeing this, King Kui covered his mouth and smiled, and his graceful figure flew back into the house, standing proudly, "Come here, I will pass on to you the method of avoiding the suction of the ground." ”

Feng Po and Hua Liuyu had to step forward after obeying the order, but they never dared to enter the house, stood outside the threshold and bowed down and said, "Listen to His Highness's advice!"

A subtle look flashed on King Kui's face, but he didn't ask the two for it. He didn't care about Liu Yu, who was standing aside, and only used a few words, and explained the exercise method on the god card in simple terms, and heard Fa Yuan and the other three nodding again and again.

Liu Yu was shocked when he heard it on the side, this King Kui is worthy of being a rare genius in the martial arts in a hundred years, and he can have such a deep understanding of the movement method on the god master card in such a short period of time. And if he hadn't had the experience of being in the Tiger Mound before, it would have been very difficult to see through the secret of this god card.

Monk Fayuan, Feng Po and Hua Liuyu are already smart people who know a hundred martial arts, and after listening to King Kui's advice, they already know the tricks.

Monk Fayuan breathed a long sigh of relief, raised his hands high, and then palms downward, and slowly transported to the dantian, and after a while, he opened his eyes slightly, and began to pace lightly in the room.

Seeing this, Hua Liuyu glanced at Feng Po, and the meaning conveyed in his eyes was that King Kui did not deceive people, and this method was feasible.

The two of them followed the same method to open the true qi in their bodies, and then stepped into the house, and really felt that their steps were free, without the slightest sense of sluggishness, and King Fang Xinkui did not cheat.

The two of them followed King Kui with Monk Fayuan and walked towards the back of the shadow wall in the house. Seeing this, Liu Yu also took a step forward and silently followed behind the four of them.

In front of everyone was a small dark door, which looked cold and gloomy, and the cold aura that came out of the crack in the door unconsciously invaded everyone's body, freezing everyone's teeth and fighting.

Except for Liu Yu, who felt that his body was as hot as fire, and the "new acupoint" in his abdomen was greedily inhaling these cold qi into his body and rotating around the new acupoint. The momentum of the cold air vortex is getting bigger and bigger, and there is a monstrous momentum in the dantian qi sea.

All of this was quietly going on inside him, and the rest of the people were unaware, even King Kui. Liu Yu was surprised by this, as a generation of martial arts masters, if King Kui wanted to see through the true qi in the body of a junior martial artist, it was as easy as a finger, just like a divine doctor who diagnosed a patient's wind and cold minor symptoms through "looking, hearing, asking, and cutting".

However, King Kui never looked back at him from beginning to end, and this person's gaze never left the small black door that blocked everyone's progress.

In order to escape from this strange ancestral hall, the monk Fayuan was anxious to make meritorious contributions, and hurriedly suggested to King Kui: "Your Highness, this black door may be poisonous, it is better to let the flower girl try it first, she is a member of the Miao family, and even the people in the rivers and lakes are proficient in all kinds of strange poisons, which makes the poor monks admire. ”

The old monk shivered as he spoke, and his thin body kept shaking.

Feng Po was furious when he heard this, "Old thing, what do you mean, you don't dare to step forward, and you have to let others be substitutes for the dead ghosts!? It turns out that the monks of Shaolin Temple are all dogs like you, which makes people look down on you!"

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head to Hua Liuyu and persuaded: "Miss Hua, don't listen to the old bald donkey's nonsense, although this little black door seems to be ordinary, there may be a hidden weapon behind the door." If you're not careful, your life will be in danger!"

Hua Liuyu avoided his fiery gaze, lowered his head in contemplation, and did not answer.

The Fayuan monk over there smiled faintly in the face of Feng Po's abuse, he saw that the two refused to listen, and then suggested to King Kui: "Your Highness, the atmosphere here is weird, and the layout is strange everywhere, we must take extraordinary measures to break this puzzle, don't hesitate too much!"

Feng Po couldn't help it at all, "Old bald donkey, you are looking for death!"

With a slight stroke of his right hand on his waist, a soft glare ran straight towards the neck of the Fayuan monk, which turned out to be a soft sword hidden in his belt!

Monk Fayuan was sluggish under his serious injury, and it was difficult to avoid his agile blow, so he had to meet it with his palm. The old monk's internal strength was profound, and the edge of his palm was whirring, and the fierce true qi that was stimulated forced Feng Po's soft sword to tilt to the side.

Feng Po smiled when he saw this, shook his wrist slightly, and the soft sword circled in the air like a spirit snake, and rolled towards the back of the Fayuan monk's neck. Monk Fayuan hurriedly fell back and used an iron plate bridge, which was able to avoid the soft sword that swept his face. The two fought for more than 30 moves in a row, and Feng Po gradually suppressed the injured Fayuan monk because of his youth and strength.

Hua Liuyu didn't seem to care about the fight between the two, and was only muttering. She suddenly raised her head and looked at Liu Yu, whom she had never met. The situation was strange, but this young man with hair like a waterfall was as calm as a pool of deep water, and her eyes under her thick eyebrows were as warm as the sunshine in spring, which made her heart flutter.

"This young man, what do you think the little girl should do? Hua Liuyu asked Liu Yu softly, his voice as low as a mosquito fly. At the same time, the waist is slightly lowered, like a pendulum in the wind.

"Girl, you have to make up your own mind. Your companion is struggling with others, so it's better to make a quick decision. Liu Yu said with a smile.

"Oh, he and I weren't companions, we just met by chance on the road. So he does his thing, and I do mine. Hua Liuyu gave him a smile back, and it wasn't until the next sentence that her tone revealed a trace of fierceness and stubbornness that belonged to a Miaojiang woman, "No matter what, I still have to ask for your advice!"

"He's working hard for you, you have to do something for him, that's my advice. Liu Yu replied lightly, he knew in his heart that the situation in front of him was only one person, and that was King Kui.

"Okay, I heard you clearly, thank you anyway. Hua Liuyu bit her thin pink lips, looking pitiful.

Liu Yu smiled when he saw this, although Hua Liuyu was coquettish, it was not very much to him. As a person who has seen a big river, how could he put a small stream in his eyes. - Although this woman is beautiful, compared with Xie Anniang, it can be described as a heaven and an underground.

The current situation was strange, but his mind wandered, and he unconsciously remembered the orphan girl of the Xie family who said goodbye in the early morning of the grassland.

His mind was agitated, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. It wasn't until the palms of the Fayuan monk were cut in another confrontation with Feng Po's soft sword, and the old monk let out a tragic cry, that he came back to his senses, feeling a little sorry in his heart, and felt that he was quite sorry for Li Jing. Obviously you already have a sweetheart, how can you think about other women.

"It's despicable!" he scolded himself in his heart.

King Kui was not idle, his wandering gaze sometimes fell on the Fayuan monk and Feng Po who were fighting, and then moved to Hua Liuyu and Liu Yu who were watching from the sidelines. His brow furrowed slightly, and his mind was still undecided.

I saw Feng Po becoming more and more courageous, the soft sword in his hand made a false momentum, shook the Fayuan monk, and at the same time a foot in his crotch flew up, hitting the old monk's lower abdomen.

Monk Fayuan screamed miserably, and hit the small black door behind him, his body slowly collapsed to the ground, and he sat on the ground in pain.

At the same time, the clothes on his back wiped the dust on the small door, and a line of gilded seals carved on the door in the early years was clearly visible, and King Kui, Liu Yu and Hua Liuyu were extremely surprised, so even Feng Po couldn't help but stop the soft sword in his hand, and stood on the ground for a long time.

Monk Fayuan was lucky to escape, and his face was dripping with cold sweat. He saw that everyone was looking behind him, so he turned his head curiously to look at it. When he saw the golden handwriting on the door, he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

"The twenty-third generation grandson of the Yuan family, the head of the sword sect, the tomb of Yuan Lan!"