Feng Yang stood proudly away from Erzhang away with his hands on his back, looking gloomily at the black-clothed people in a circle.

Zhao Wuji and Gu Qiu Shitai, when they were killing the man in black with the means of wind and thunder, involuntarily stopped, and each stood aside and watched in surprise.

Gu Qiu waited for Feng Yang to stop his body, and only then could he see the latter's face clearly with his hands behind his back, and he couldn't help but be shocked. I couldn't help but wonder in my heart: "This young man has only been separated from himself for a long time, and he has improved so much in his exercises, he is really a genius." ”

Feng Yang saw that Master Gu Qiu was observing him, so he slowly approached, bowed down and clasped his fists, and said respectfully, "Disciple, meet Master Gu Qiu." ”

Gu Qiu Shitai calmed his mind, folded his hands, bowed slightly and said: "Feng Shaoxia, don't be polite, Lao Ni also wants to thank Feng Shaoxia for his help." ”

Feng Yang stood up straight and said with a slight smile: "Gu Qiu Shi is too serious. ”

Gu Qiu Shitai smiled slightly: "If there is no Feng Shaoxia to help this time, Lao Nun and the disciples will be destined to return here." ”

Mei'er also dodged to Feng Yang's side at this time, bowed to Gu Qiu Shitai, hugged her fists, saluted, and said in a coquettish voice: "Mei'er, a disciple of the junior Meihua Villa, meets Gu Qiu Shitai. ”

Gu Qiu Shitai glanced at Mei'er with a bunch of eyes and said, "Miss Mei'er, please get up, don't be polite." Are you the apprentice of the plum blossom fairy Yin Xiaojun?"

Mei'er replied respectfully: "The junior is not a disciple of Madame, the junior is just her old man's maid. ”

Master Gu Qiu looked at Mei'er suspiciously and said, "Is it? Isn't that feminine true qi flowing on your body the mental method of cultivating the 'Plain Girl Heart Sutra'?"

Feng Yang and Mei'er were shocked when they heard this, and Master Gu Qiu only glanced at Mei'er, and they could see that the true qi in her body was the true qi of cultivating the 'Plain Girl Heart Sutra'.

Mei'er looked at Master Gu Qiu in shock and said, "Madame has taught the juniors to practice the 'Sunu Heart Sutra', but she has not accepted the juniors as apprentices. ”

Gu Qiu Shitai glanced at Mei'er and didn't ask any more, turned his head to Zhao Wuji and said lightly: "Master Zhao, it seems that you can't get your wish today, do you want to fight again?"

Zhao Wuji had already retreated, and when he heard Gu Qiu Shitai say this, he stepped down with the slope and said calmly: "This time you are lucky for the Hengshan faction, the old man will let you go, don't meet the old man again next time, if you meet again, don't blame the old man for being ruthless." ”

Feng Yang turned around and looked at Zhao Wuji with a smile and said, "Zhao Lao'er, Master Gu Qiu will not meet you again." ”

Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Why?"

Feng Yang smiled: "It's very simple, you won't live tonight, and her old man will naturally not be able to meet you again." Did you say?" said Zhao Wuji with a smile on his face.

Zhao Wuji saw Feng Yang despise himself like this, as if his life and death were all up to him. couldn't help but angrily pointed at Feng Yang and shouted: "The kid is not small, it is undeniable that you are very capable, but if you want to leave the old man behind, you are still tender." ”

Feng Yang smiled, "Yes, I don't think so. What do you say? Why don't we fight?" said helplessly.

At this moment, the iron man ran over from the bottom of the hill quickly, and saluted to the wind: "Son, this old man should give it to me Tie Han! I have not had a good sparring partner for a long time." ”

Feng Yang glanced at Zhao Wuji, nodded his head and said, "Well, it's okay." Although this old man's kung fu is not good, he is okay when you are a sparring partner. ”

Zhao Wuji stood there and heard the iron man Xiang Feng Yang let him use himself as a sandbag to practice boxing, and he was still judging himself on the side, his anger soared, pointing at the wind and raising them and shouting: "I don't know whether to live or die, the old man will not slam you into pieces today, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart." As he spoke, he swung his fist into the wind and pounced on them.

Feng Yang dodged with a grin, and smiled at the iron man: "Big man, this person will be given to you." Don't let Ben Gongzi lose face. ”

Tie Han didn't know when he had an extra firewood knife in his hand, and while swinging the knife to block Zhao Wuji's attack, he said to Feng Yang: "Son, you can rest assured, I Tie Han will definitely not let you lose face." As he spoke, the firewood knife in Tie Han's hand slashed at Zhao Wuji more than ten times.

Zhao Wuji didn't pay attention to it when he saw the knife move made by the iron man like a reckless man, and he was even more contemptuous in his heart. But after a few moves, he was secretly shocked in his heart, and said in his heart: "This bald boy uses that school of knife techniques, the old man has never seen it, it seems to be disorganized, slashing indiscriminately, but the knife is sharp, and the angle is tricky and difficult to deal with." "My mind was in a hurry, but the speed in my hand was not affected, and I made quick moves and dismantled moves, and the faster I played. In less than ten breaths, the two of them had passed more than forty moves. The one with a low cultivation on the side could no longer see the moves of the two of them clearly, and only saw a sword light and sword shadow.

The more Gu Qiu Shi looked at it, the more strange he became, and he thought in his heart: "This bald benefactor should see that he is practicing horizontal external skills, and judging by his walking demeanor, he should be a master in the Admiralty Gate." But where did he learn this knife technique, Jin Zhongmen did not have such a tricky and sharp knife technique. It seems that there has never been such a faction in the martial arts. ”

Feng Yang, who was standing from the side watching with his hands behind his back and his face calm, also nodded secretly, and said in his heart: "Big man, this set of knife techniques has improved a lot, and it has reached the point of pure green." When I have time, I have to create another set of knife techniques for him, so that he can cultivate to the next level. ”

Just when Feng Yang wanted to create another sword technique for the iron man, there was a loud sound of the 'bell'. Tie Han and Zhao Wuji both took a few steps back, their faces hideous, and their eyes glaring at each other.

Tie Han shouted more, and the firewood knife in his hand, slashed left and right, obliquely and horizontally, slashed east and west, seemingly slowly, but in fact attacked Zhao Wuji very quickly.

Zhao Wuji didn't dare to despise him anymore after the fight with Tie Han just now, and when he saw him swinging his knife at him, he didn't dare to slack off, and waved the steel knife in his hand quickly. Suddenly, a white shadow of a knife appeared around him, and he surrounded him.

'Ding Ding Bell' sounded, and with the sound of 'Ding Bell' Zhao Wuji slowly went back, the iron man was unforgiving, and strode to keep up with the attack. In a muffled snort, a terrible scream sounded, and Zhao Wuji's entire arm on the left side was unloaded by the iron man. Everyone looked at it, only to see Zhao Wuji's face was dead, holding a steel knife in his right hand to cover his left shoulder, and blood was like a fountain, spurting out, instantly dyeing his left shirt red.

The iron man laughed wildly and said, "You'd better die, so it won't hurt." The firewood knife in his hand slashed diagonally.

Zhao Wuji was shocked, he didn't care about the wound on his shoulder, and hurriedly waved his knife to resist, but unfortunately he was no longer the enemy of the iron man. In a scream, he was cut in half by the iron man and fell to the ground.

The iron man laughed and pounced on the black-clothed man in a crowd like madness, screaming as he slaughtered. Ten breaths later, the screams stopped in the city, and there were more than a dozen incomplete corpses on the ground. The smell of blood filled the nostrils of Feng Yang and the others present.