Outside the restaurant,

The young Taoist priest hugged the young man in white, and the two of them staggered forward shoulder to shoulder, one was drunk and unconscious, and the other was drunk in the back.

When the two of them almost walked to the city gate, Lu Tu kicked the buttocks of the young man in white, he clapped his hands, smiled at Wei Jin and said, "Okay, you have to say goodbye to sending you a thousand miles, although the poor road only sends you a few dozen steps, but this can be regarded as full of love." ”

"Whoa—"

After saying that, he turned and walked back, and then, under the suspicious eyes of the passers-by, he lowered his head sideways as he walked, and then patted his head with his right hand, causing the lotus crown on his head to sway with it, and finally from his left ear a stream of wine with thick fingers poured out, which was very surprising.

Driving away the drink, the young Taoist priest held his head in his hands, walked forward leisurely, and muttered to himself, "Since ancient times, there has been a lot of affection and empty hatred, and this hatred has no end." ”

Halfway through, Lu Tu shook his head again and smiled slightly, "It's not difficult." If you ask how deep this situation is, the mountains and rivers across it can be flat, and a sword can cut it, and a sword can break it!"

Wei Jin, who still had a little bruise on his face, stood at the gate of the city, hearing this, there was a gust of fresh breeze, after the breeze, the bruises on the face of the young man in white and the smell of wine dissipated in an instant, and he bowed with his hands in the direction of the young Taoist priest's departure.

Licheng got up, and invisibly, a silent shackle in his heart was quietly broken.

Immediately after, the genius of the Wind Thunder Stage's sleeve robe trembled slightly, and a small messenger flying sword box slid down, and after he wrote down some words with secret techniques, he smiled and waved the flying sword box, "Go!"

"Hum—"

The flying sword box buzzed and flew straight in the direction the young man wanted it to go.

After that, Wei Jin looked at a certain place in the Jingli Dynasty, and he could see that there was a tallest mountain in the distance, where there was a star-picking platform close to the clouds, and Hao Ran was where the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain was located.

Retracting his gaze, the young man smiled silently, and the whole person rose from the ground, and his body turned into a rainbow light and flew in the direction of the star-picking platform.

At this time, since the heart knot has been opened, it is the time to ask the sword.

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meanwhile

By the lake, Yao Zhenyi, who was carrying the "Huaixian" behind him, turned his head with an ugly face, and looked at the tattered part of his left shoulder that was picked open by the soft sword, and he reached out again and touched his face, faintly smelling of blood.

The boy had been picked open at the shoulder, and there was also a trace of blood on his slightly dark face, which was too late to be made by the woman.

And the woman in the silver light armor stood not far away, with a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the hand holding the sword was gently forced, and the soft sword swam like a white snake with the shaking of her arm.

Every move is telling Yao Zhenyi, what else to explain, the young man has not fought back, who would have thought that the woman would be more and more ruthless, and in the end, he was forced to retreat, and there was no way to avoid it, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Another crazy woman!"

Cursing in a low voice, the young man retracted his gaze, quickly reached out and untied the long sword behind his back, thudched it into the ground, and then rolled his sleeves with both hands, staring at the woman with fierce eyes.

I saw him step forward in one step, withdraw his other foot back a little, his hands clenched into fists, and the school dragon at his waist was used as a fist, and the aura of the small world of the human body was surging in an instant.

Since the reason doesn't make sense, then you can only start fighting.

Seeing this scene, the woman raised her eyebrows slightly, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became stronger, she was still a martial artist?

Then I saw that her right hand holding the hilt of the sword was loosened, and the palm of her hand pushed against the soft sword, and the soft sword threw a wonderful arc in the air, and then plunged straight into the ground, and landed on the opposite side of the young man's long sword impartially.

This move all shows the woman's provocation.

After giving up the soft sword, the woman immediately clenched her fists with both hands, stepped out, restrained her talented look, and turned her whole person's momentum to rise, and her demeanor was not inferior to that of a teenager.

But Yao Zhenyi's eyelids jumped imperceptibly, martial artist! The woman in front of him turned out to be a martial artist!

"Boom!"

At this moment, the woman's toes were forced, and the place where she was just under her feet was splashed with mud, and in an instant, a burst of dust flew up, and a green silk fluttered up.

I saw her running forward quickly, without too many bells and whistles, just so lightly, and handed a punch at Yao Zhenyi with a breaking wind.

Seeing this scene, the young man's right hand clenched into a fist and quickly stepped back a little, his hands slammed rapidly, and his arms and fists flowed violently, shining brightly, and the abundant qi that leaked out in an instant shook all around.

The surrounding rubble stirred up, and after a little off the ground, it invisibly surrounded his whole person.

"Bang-"

With fist to fist, the two of them collided with each other with one punch, and their sleeves fluttered, but in an instant, Yao Zhenyi was suddenly forced back by the woman for several steps.

"Wow, blahh—"

didn't have time to think about it, the young man raised his arms to block his face, and the woman handed him another punch, as soon as the fist arrived, he instantly felt a numbness in both arms, and the whole person was directly forced by the punch to retreat a few steps.

At this time, Yao Zhenyi had already scratched a few marks on the ground under his feet, and the last few footprints were the heaviest, which was the result of the young man feeling that the woman was not doing her best.

It can be seen that there is a huge difference between the cultivation strength of the two.

At this moment, the woman stopped, clenched her right hand into a fist, suddenly sneered, and raised her chin at the young man with a solemn face, "That's it?"

After saying that, she laughed to herself again, "No wonder. Refining body martial arts is nothing. ”

Having said that, if you look closely, you will see that her right hand is released and clenched, as if she is removing something.

Between the two of them, you and I handed each other fists, the woman was relaxed and comfortable, as if she was strolling in the courtyard without any pressure, while the young man was a little struggling, and his hands became more and more numb and painful.

And this can obviously see who is higher and who is lower between the two, in terms of the experience of fighting against the enemy, Yao Zhenyi is naturally not as good as the woman in front of him, so every time he punches, it is like being stuck in the mud, slow and difficult.

After another punch, the boy did not touch the corner of the woman's clothes, but was knocked away by her punch, fell to the ground with a thud, and ate a few mouthfuls of dirt in embarrassment.

"Whew-"

After getting up quickly, Yao Zhenyi looked at the woman with a solemn face, exhaled lightly, gradually gathered his mind, turned a deaf ear to the woman's sarcastic words, and fought against the enemy, the most taboo distraction was distraction, and there was no room for carelessness.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed forward with his whole body, but he had never intended to avoid the woman's edge for a while, and directly gave up his superfluous worries, just wanting to punch happily!

"That's ......"

The young man's punch was naturally not extremely fast in the eyes of the woman, but what made the woman feel shocked was that she seemed to see something moving.

What Yao Zhenyi himself didn't know was that when he ran forward, he really let go of his mind and handed out that punch without any scruples.

A looming phantom appeared on his whole head, like a handsome and dashing noble son with a smile on his face.

When the heaven and the earth are all working together, the handsome boy with a rich god and handsomeness, a majestic fist exploded, it was like the immortal fist out of the way, followed the young man to punch together, and handed out a punch, as if the heaven and the earth were going to retreat.

The woman retracted her mind, the scene in front of her, she could no longer be allowed to relax for a moment, who would have thought that this young man was only in the realm of refining the body, and he would have such a heavy fist intent, the most strange thing is that not only that set of boxing techniques is strange everywhere, but also can summon that figure, presumably it is the master of his boxing method.

"Boom-"

The woman's body quickly turned around to her waist as a force, and the right hand after the negative suddenly clenched into a fist, and handed out a punch with the "big cloud steaming water stream" boxing that she had learned, and hit the young man's fist again, with a bang, after the dust cleared, the two were already on the other side of each other.

It's just that this time the two of them each took a dozen steps back, if it weren't for Yao Zhenyi's cultivation being lower than her, I'm afraid this punch would not be so easy to take, and if it was less contaminated with a little fist intent into the body, it would be worse than death at every turn.

The reason why Pure Martial Arts is so strong that he can face the monks on the enemy mountain is because of his own strong body and the breath in his chest.

And the woman only saw Yao Zhenyi breathe a sigh of relief from beginning to end, if the breath in her chest was interrupted during the fight, and she was not given a chance to breathe, she could easily take down the boy with the woman's cultivation, but she didn't want to do this, she just wanted to know how strong the boy was.

And after the woman retreated a few feet, she just wanted to move again, but at this time, a loud laugh sounded on the bank of the Heart Lake.

She Huo Ran looked up, only to see the noble son above Yao Zhenyi's head retreating step by step, stepping out gently, his figure bent down slightly, and said with a slow smile: "Punching under is only life and death, unreasonable." ”

It was a voice that only the woman could hear, and only she could hear.

At the same time, the young man seemed to have entered a state of immersion, and there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes.

The arrow had to be sent, and the boy ran towards the woman again, and another punch was delivered, and the woman also returned a punch, this time she simply gave up the opportunity to dodge, and resisted the boy's fist with herself.

"Bang Bang Bang"

After the two of them handed over their fists, the teenager was punched several times in the face and head by the woman, and endured the pain to pick at the vulnerable parts of her body, such as her temples, neck, and chest......

The woman was also completely open-minded, but what made her grit her teeth was that after a few punches, this thief seemed to come specifically to pick her chest, which is really shameless!!

As for what the woman thinks, Yao Zhenyi doesn't know, even if he does, for him, this crazy woman is no more merciful than himself.

The two of them hammered each other back again, Yao Zhenyi was not only capable of one punch, leaned back, toes a little, and suddenly swept out a few feet, dodging the punch that fell from the woman, the woman was also like an appendage, her toes didn't even touch the ground, volleyed a little, dragonfly water, leaned forward, followed the boy, punch after punch straight down.

But in this gap, Yao Zhenyi slammed his fists again, put out the previous unparalleled boxing fight, and suddenly turned around and smashed the woman, and the angry woman's punch became more and more fierce.

The woman with her head full of green silk fluttering wantonly said sharply, her feet in the air and swaying, faster and faster, "You are really damned!"

Seeing that her fist was only a few inches away, it was about to smash through the young man's heart.

Yao Zhenyi twisted his toes, learned from the slowly falling autumn leaves, his body turned away like a spiral, and happened to dodge the punch without saying anything, and took the opportunity to bully closer, and smashed the woman's side face with a punch.

The latter's figure was able to instantly turn into an afterimage and dissipate in all directions, and the next moment it appeared a few feet away, with five fingers together, and directly punched the boy, this time she really didn't leave her hand and attacked with all her might.

"Bang dang—"

Just after Yao Zhenyi was knocked out, a token fell from his body, and the woman's eyes were quick, so she ran forward and grabbed the token directly.

"What is this??"

Just as she held the token that had fallen from the boy's body, the woman glanced down and suddenly muttered a little silently, and then she suddenly looked up at Yao Zhenyi, who was getting up from the ground.