Yi Sitong sighed: "This senior's skill is really the peak. Then he asked, "Didn't you say he had a child?

Dust Feiyang replied: "At that time, when the appearance left to save his wife, he disappeared, he should have hidden it, and now he should be forty or fifty years old." “

"In this way, he should be his descendant. Yi Sitong looked at Yin Zheng and said, Dust Feiyang understood that the first he was referring to Yin Zheng, and the second he was referring to Changli hatred.

Dusty nodded in agreement.

Flame Valley does not plot the fate and martial arts of the disciples, which is also the reason why many disciples are relieved. In fact, even if you get the knife technique of "Leaving the Hate Knife", you may not be able to practice it, and the power of the "Burning Sun True Scripture" is definitely not under the "Leaving the Hate Knife", so there is no need to go far and near.

After the two finished speaking, they found that the competition on the other side was over, and the winner was the fat man Xu Sheng, and his opponent was called Yin Hong, who used a set of claw techniques. Yi Sitong found that his claw technique was very powerful, sometimes if the eagle hit the sky, it grabbed the opponent from top to bottom, sometimes if the tiger pounced, it grabbed the opponent directly, and sometimes it was as light and silent as a cat's claw, sensitive and fast. It's a pity that he was restrained by Xu Sheng's "Touching the Golden Finger", no matter how the claw method changes, he will overcome it with his own fingers.

Dusty said again: "Do you know the origin of this Xu Fatzi's "Touching the Golden Finger"?"

Yi Sitong shook his head and asked, "Could it be that this "Touching the Golden Finger" also has a big origin?"

"Of course, the origin is big. Chenfei raised his eyebrows and said, then looked at Yi Sitong and asked, "Do you know what this fat man Xu does at home?"

Yi Sitong shook his head again, looked at him silently, and waited for his next step.

Dusty Feiyang looked at Yi Sitong's eager eyes and was very happy, and said, "His family used to rob tombs. “

"Tomb robbery?" Yi Sitong said in surprise.

"Well, tomb robbing, speaking of tomb robbing, this is a quick way to get rich. Many emperors and generals will have a large amount of property to bury after their deaths, don't you think it's a pity that these things are buried in the soil?"

Yi Sitong shook his head noncommittally, did not answer, but looked at him and said, "What you should say is "Touching the Golden Finger". “

Dusty Feiyang smiled awkwardly and said: "Yes, yes, "Touching the Golden Finger" was created specifically for tomb robbers, to be precise, the tomb robbers created "Touching the Golden Fingers". Many of the tombs are dangerous, and the stone doors are so deep that they are difficult to open. This "Touching the Golden Finger" is to break the mechanism, kill the enemy and eliminate evil, and explore the depth of the stone wall. I heard that this "Touching the Golden Finger" is extremely difficult to practice, because it not only has to be practiced as hard as King Kong, but also has to be dexterous and free, can break gold, and can also distinguish the material of the object by its feel, which requires a very high sensitivity of the fingers. You see how thick this Xu Fat Man's two fingers are, and they are obviously longer than other fingers, this is because he has been trained since childhood. This "Touching the Golden Finger" needs to be assisted by internal strength, supplemented by the medicinal power of Danshi, so that it can be practiced to be as solid as King Kong and as fast as lightning. “

Yi Sitong looked over and found that Xu Sheng's index finger and middle finger were indeed slightly thick and a little longer, but they were not very prominent on that fat hand.

The final result came out: the winner of the No. 1 platform was Yin Zheng, the winner of the No. 2 platform was Yi Sitong, the winner of the No. 3 platform was Xu Sheng, the winner of the No. 4 platform was Yuan He, and the winner of the No. 5 platform was martial arts. In the end, the rules of the game for the five people are no longer by drawing lots, but by the five people choosing their opponents for each other, Yin Zheng decided to fight with Yuan Yi, and Wu Gong chose Xu Sheng, as for Yi Sitong, there was no one to choose, and the good luck had a bye. Yi Sitong was actually very depressed, he didn't know why he didn't have a candidate. In fact, several of them saw his skills, and they all felt that he was very strong, a person who could defeat Liu Wei, and they all wanted to fight him in the end.

Yi Sitong originally wanted to watch the fight between martial arts and Xu Sheng, but who knew that as soon as he got on the field, Xu Sheng would admit defeat, which made him quite depressed. In fact, the three popular people at the beginning were Liu Wei, Wu Gong and Yin Zheng, and Yuan He's appearance was also expected by some people, he has always been similar to Yin Zheng, but Yi Sitong's appearance surprised everyone, this is definitely a dark horse.

Yi Sitong just wanted to watch the fight between Yin Zheng and Yuan He, but he was informed that Xu Sheng admitted defeat, so he competed with martial arts. He went up to the competition platform and looked at the martial arts on the opposite side, bowed his hand, and then said: "Senior Brother Wu, I have always heard that your "Chongluan Sword Technique" is very powerful, and I can finally see it today. ”

Wu Gong also bowed his hand and said: "My "Chongluan Sword Technique" is very powerful, but I haven't practiced it yet, and with my skills, I can only fight with Senior Brother Liu, but you can defeat him, which is really powerful." He said this perfectly, leaving a way out for himself, and he was also maintaining the prestige of the "Chongluan Sword Technique". What he means is that my "Chongluan Sword Technique" is powerful, if I lose, it's just that I haven't practiced it yet, and if I win, I haven't practiced it yet, and the "Chongluan Sword Technique" is so powerful. Regardless of whether he wins or loses, it will not affect the prestige of "Chongluan Sword Technique", and it can be seen that he is very protective of the prestige of "Chongluan Sword Technique".

Both looked at each other seriously, very cautiously. In terms of weapons alone, one inch is long and one inch is strong, the silver spear in Yi Sitong's hand is longer than the sword of martial arts, and it can be said that the weapon has taken some advantage. But both of them are masters of martial arts, and this weapon advantage is nothing.

The two snorted softly and pounced on each other at the same time. Yi Sitong stabbed sharply with a silver spear, and met him with a sword. As soon as Wu Gong's wrist was wrapped, he pressed the sword against Yi Sitong's silver spear. Yi Sitong only felt that the tip of the gun seemed to be pressed by a heavy object, weighing more than hundreds of catties, and the tip of the gun sank downward, he was secretly frightened in his heart, and hurriedly went down, dragging the gun back, wanting to withdraw the silver gun. Martial arts took the lead, how could Yi Sitong just go back, he followed the gun, the sword tightly wrapped around the silver gun, not letting it break, the whole person rushed forward from the side of the gun, and the sword in his hand cut straight along the barrel of the gun Yi Sitong's right hand holding the gun. Although Yi Sitong was not shocked, he let go of his right hand, lifted his right leg and kicked the front end of the gun, and his whole body went from the other side of the gun to the other end, trying to hold the end of the gun. How could martial arts be as he wished, the sword swept to the side along the silver spear, and emitted a sword aura, and then the sword pressed downward, and the entire silver spear fell sharply. Yi Sitong was shocked in his heart, his whole body leaned back, spun like a spinning top, and held the tip of the spear by the way, and kicked the ground with his feet, and the whole person shot backwards.

The whole process was only a few breaths, but Yi Sitong was shocked into a cold sweat, if it wasn't for his extraordinary performance just now, he was just a little closer, he even lost his weapon. In the end, he forcibly shook the sword that suppressed the silver spear with a deep internal force. Wugong would not give him a chance to rest, and then turned towards him.

When Yi Sitong was marveling at the power of "Chongluan Sword Technique", he saw that the martial arts had stabbed sharply, and he knew that it was impossible to win with moves alone, so he could only rely on internal force to suppress and fight hard in a fast and fierce way. So he used the split light and crack, turned into countless spear tips, and went towards the martial arts. The sword dance in the martial arts hand divided countless sword qi to resolve this move, and he still wanted to entangle Yi Sitong's silver spear with a word entanglement. How could Yi Sitong rely on internal force to attack in the most old-fashioned and basic way as he wished, or stab, or smash, or pick.

Wugong secretly sighed that the opportunity had been lost, and if he wanted to use the heavy sword momentum, it was impossible to fight each other with words, so he could only change his way and overcome rigidity with softness. There were many sword shadows in the sword dance in his hand, and the sword shadows made it impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.

Yi Sitong only glanced at it and didn't think much about it, and said secretly: "Let you change everything, I will break it with one shot." Then he raised his gun and smashed it hard, completely taking the truth of an inch long and an inch strong to the extreme.

Every time Wugong used the phantom sword technique to confuse Yi Sitong, and then used the word wrapping trick and heavy sword style to suppress Yi Sitong's silver spear, Yi Sitong directly violently shook his sword away, and then hit it in a wide open and closed way. There is no way for martial arts to face such a dull style of play, his internal strength is not as good as Yi Sitong, and he can't be entangled at all, and finally he made up his mind to decide the winner with one move, and used the Chonglan heavy sword that he can barely use in "Chongluan Sword Technique".

Yi Sitong saw that the martial arts suddenly changed from one person to three people, each of the three of them held a sword, and stabbed at him, he couldn't tell the truth from the false, and his body retreated sharply, attracting three figures to gather together, his heart was horizontal, and the internal force of his body was running, and his whole body was in flying clothes for a while, he raised his spear and smashed down at the three figures that shot him.

Bang's life, stone chips flew wildly, the ground shook, two figures dissipated, and only one figure spat blood and flew backwards. Yi Sitong was shocked in his heart, his figure suddenly flashed, caught the martial arts, checked his injuries on the one hand, and input internal force to help him heal. Wugong was indeed injured, but it was not as heavy as Yi Sitong imagined. One is because that shot only affected him and did not hit him directly, and the second is that although Yi Sitong's internal force is strong, it is not strong enough for him to withstand a blow.

After confirming that the martial arts were no big deal, Yi Sitong put his mind at ease. If it weren't for the deep cultivation of martial arts this time, he would definitely be defeated.

On the other side, Yin Zheng and Yuan He also reached the last moment, only to see Yin Zheng's big knife returned to the sheath, and the momentum locked Yuan He and shouted: "Look apart." He pulled out the big knife violently, brought out a knife qi, and slashed towards Yin Zheng.

Yuan He held an iron root as thick as a young man's arm, which looked almost a hundred catties in weight, and he poked his long stick at the ground, only to see that the ground instantly cracked, directly breaking Yin Zheng's momentum, and then holding the iron rod with both hands, and smashed it directly towards the knife qi.

With a bang, Yuan He directly shattered the sword qi, and he danced the iron rod into countless ghosts, and the sound of the wind whirring and attacking towards Yin Zheng.

Ji Xuan looked at Yin Zheng and sighed: "If you don't go through hatred and hatred, how can you know how you look apart." It's plausible, it's just a show, and it's hard to reproduce the stunt. He lamented that the "Knife of Hatred" technique is difficult to reproduce.

Feng Qin said loudly: "Such a sad and hateful knife intent, what kind of infatuated person needs to experience the pain of life and death to be stimulated. It can be seen that there is a long time to leave the hatred and infatuation, how many people in this world can be like this? If there is such an infatuated person, how can God let him suffer such suffering, I hope this sadness and hatred will not be represented. Speaking of this, she said hatefully: "It's like you, it's not enough to marry one, you all want to take three wives and four concubines to be satisfied." “

Ji Xuan's face turned black when he said this, and he hurriedly said, "What did Madam say? I'm infatuated, when are I going to take a concubine?"

Feng Qin said: "You just don't say it, say you know what you think in your heart?"

Ji Xuan hurriedly said: "Madame, don't guess, you wronged me in vain, my heart is very small, so small that I can only pretend to be you." “

"Hmph, it sounds nice. Feng Qin said unforgivingly, but there was obviously a smile on his face.

Several people around listened to the two of them arguing and holding back laughter, which was already a matter of course, Ji Hongxiu said coquettishly: "Daddy, so many people are here, you are not ashamed to flirt with your mother." “

Ji Xuan glared and said, "You girl, what do you know." Then he straightened his face, and suddenly said in a straight voice: "Okay, this Yuan He's "Liuhe Stick" has broken through, and he is going to win." “

I saw Yuan He's iron rod dancing extremely fast, or poking, or smashing, or sweeping, with a heavy spy shadow, and the iron rod was also a stick, sweeping the air flow in all directions, and the wind in Liuhe was loud, such as countless iron rods smashing towards Yin Zheng.

Yin Zheng blocked with a vertical knife, but was smashed by a stick and flew out of the competition field, he went all the way backwards, retreated more than ten steps to stabilize his body, and his hands were also trembling slightly. Although he was unwilling, he did lose, picked up the big knife and turned away.

When Yi Sitong saw this scene, he secretly said in his heart: "This is the real hard fight." ”