The masked man was calm as usual, and when the fierce palm wind collided, he suddenly stepped out, and he could avoid it, and calmly wrote with a pen: "Quickly press the bottom of the box, try to show it, until you die, I will never fight back, you can rest assured that the attack is." ”

The palm of the heavenly evil is so powerful that the five people who are lying at the mouth of the valley are all secretly frightened, although the girl hates the humiliation of the masked man, but she also does not feel that she is pinching cold sweat for the masked man.

I didn't want the masked man to easily avoid it, and now he changed his mood, in addition to the pity that he didn't hit him, he was even more jealous of his martial arts.

Miss Jie scolded secretly and said, "This dead ghost, I don't know where you learned this amazing martial arts?" Mo Dao shook his head, it seemed that the Heavenly Evil was not the opponent of the masked man.

The heavenly evil was insulted by the other party because of a miss, and he was so angry that he smoked through the seven holes, shouted violently, and let go of the attack.

He had no scruples at the moment, since the masked man had made it clear that he would never fight back, so he slashed, punched, and fingers, and greeted the masked man's vital acupoints.

Once the offensive is launched, the power is fierce, it is really like a violent wind and tsunami, a move is like a move, endless, and the palm power is the wind, the stronger the attack, the more strange the move.

The fast attack of the heavenly evil, not to mention more than a hundred moves, could still distinguish the figures of the two at the beginning, but later it turned into two rolling black shadows, and then through the sand and stones that were shaken by the palm wind, the sky was blurred, and even the two black shadows were blurred.

The six people who peeped at Taniguchi also became heavier and heavier with this thrilling struggle, and they were almost so nervous that they could barely breathe.

After a while, Mo Dao sighed softly and said to himself: "I have met many masters, and I have seen many fights, but I have never seen such a fierce scene!"

The abbot of Tianhong also sighed, and said secretly: Although Famen Temple has a variety of martial arts masters, and there are not a few outstanding disciples in each generation, but those who can really get ahead and practice all kinds of unique skills in this sect are still limited.

When the down-and-out scholar saw the abbot of Tianhong, his face was full of gloom, and he knew that he had a feeling in his heart, glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Old monk, don't be discouraged, if it is not to the time of life, of course, it is difficult to see that your skills are profound, if you really fight for your life, you will not be inferior to them in the fight." ”

Soon, the sand, gravel and dust that filled the sky gradually sank and thinned, and the figures of the Heavenly Evil and the masked man had stopped fighting and sat at the bottom of the valley, each closing their eyes and pranayama, probably the strength of both sides had been consumed too much.

Huang Sanlou suddenly stood up and said, "Master, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, while the two of them are exhausted, we will rush down the deep valley and get rid of the two of them together, but we can save a martial arts catastrophe." ”

The abbot of Tianhong felt very embarrassed in his heart, if he didn't take this opportunity to destroy the two of them, in the future, Wulin Dao, I don't know what to do with these two people, not to mention that Tianyi said that he would go to Famen Temple to guide revenge.

However, taking advantage of the danger of others, and it was not what he wanted to do as a monk and a faction, Abbot Tianhong hesitated in his heart, and did not know how to reply for a while.

The down-and-out scholar glanced at Miss Jie, smiled slightly, and said, "Miss Jie, this is a good opportunity, do you want to rush down and vent your grievances?"

Miss Jie is such a smart person, as soon as she saw the face of the down-and-out scholar, she knew the meaning of what he said, glared back, and sneered: "Even if I can't get out of this resentment in my heart, I don't want to be a despicable villain who takes advantage of others. ”

Huang Sanlou heard the question and answer between the down-and-out scholar and the girl Jie, and deliberately laughed at him, he couldn't help but be ashamed and angry, and also replied with a sneer: "Girl's words, it seems that my heart is not above board, since your faction is not afraid of the two of them, is it that our faction is helpless." ”

Master Tianhong saw that the two sides were facing each other, and Miss Jie's personality was very stubborn, so he was afraid that at this time, the quarrel would start, alarming the two demons at the bottom of the valley, and threatening everyone's lives.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly persuaded him: "The two of them don't have to argue, the two of them don't have to win or lose, and they will never stop, so why bother to mess up the rules and cause danger first?"

Miss Jie sneered at Huang Sanlou again, and said lightly: "I have heard for a long time that the 'serial sword technique' of your sect is invincible in the world, and a masked person is naturally not afraid. ”

Huang Sanlou saw the girl's words, mean and bitter to the extreme, couldn't help but change his face, snorted lowly, and said: "Bishui Sect is known for its swordsmanship, and the poor Dao is not able to measure his strength, but he wants to learn a few tricks from the girl." "As soon as he waved the long sword in his hand, he had the momentum to start immediately.

Miss Jie glanced at Huang Sanlou with disdain, snorted coldly, and replied, "If the Taoist Master intends to teach, the girl should sacrifice her life to accompany her." ”

Although Huang Sanlou is highly powerful and well-cultivated, he can't stand Miss Jie's repeated contempt, her body shook, and she fell in front of Jie Qingzi, shouting: "Poor Dao, I want to see why you have no learning and dare to provoke wantonly?"

Miss Jie's body also slowly moved forward, waved the long sword in her hand, and replied coldly: "Meng Dao Chang can afford this girl, it is best for you senior brothers to do it together." ”

Huang Sanlou raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "The girl is so big-mouthed, even your master doesn't dare to do this to our brothers." ”

Under the extreme anger, he didn't care about his dignity and humility, waved his long sword, and made the first move, and the move "Wind and Falling Leaves" raised a little cold light and covered the body of the Jie girl.

Miss Jie shook the sword body, summoned the "Falling Ying Colorful", sprinkled a sword flower, forced a cold light on the body, forced away, Huang Sanlou was determined to teach her a lesson, not waiting for her to launch a return effort, seize the opportunity as soon as possible, and attack six swords in a row.

These six swords are extremely fast, they are all ruthless moves in the "Serial Swordsmanship" of the Bishui School, the power is abnormal, the sword light is clear, and it is dazzling.

Miss Jie was arrogant by nature, she put Huang Sanlou under her eyes, and with a sneer, the demon sword technique was used, and a starlight sword shadow was conjured, and the clouds were endless, and all the six swords were sealed in an instant.

Huang Sanlou felt that Miss Jie's shot was extraordinary, her sword light was fierce, her skills were not inferior to her own, and her sword moves were wonderful, and she couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

So he gave up the idea of underestimating the enemy, shook his spirits, and wanted to attack again, but the down-and-out scholar suddenly jumped over, and said: "Don't you want to think about what kind of environment we are in now, and can we still tolerate a battle between ourselves and spirits?"

"Especially Brother Dao, who is dozens of years old, is as knowledgeable as her little mother, aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you? ”

"After everyone escapes from the catastrophe in front of them, it is easy to choose a location, no matter who asks for advice from whom, I am a down-and-out scholar and would like to see the kung fu of the two factions. ”

This remark was not only said in a very heavy tone, but also in strict terms, so that Huang Sanlou heard it in his ears, which was even more uncomfortable than a slap, but it was inconvenient to turn his face.

Huang Sanlou smiled bitterly and replied ashamedly: "Thanks to the guidance of the hero, the poor road will be unforgettable for life." After finishing his words, he returned to his original place.

The down-and-out scholar listened to his two words, pun-in, and said secretly: If you want to remember the hatred of my down-and-out scholar, you are simply asking for hardship.

Miss Jie was not only not grateful for the down-and-out scholar's solution, but looked at him very unhappily and said complainingly: "Mouthy old chicken woman!"

Seeing that the two sides were not pleased, the down-and-out scholar couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and suddenly reached out on his face, slapped him left and right, and said, "The mouth is itchy and should be beaten." ”

Miss Jie couldn't help but laugh at his strange behavior, and asked, "Does my husband hurt, why is this painful?" ”

The down-and-out scholar knew that the girl's personality was very stubborn, and she was unhappy on the surface first, just to fight for her own face, but in her two sentences, she seemed to care a little about him.

He frowned embarrassedly and said: "Hit me in the face, it hurts in my heart, who wants you to ask me more, in fact, your cheeks are very painful, you are sweet and sweet called 'old man', my heart is sweet, it doesn't hurt." ”

Miss Jie pursed her mouth and said, "I'm really mouthy." He also learned from the down-and-out scholar, stretched out his jade palm, and slapped his face twice, and then sat down in a daze.

Master Tianhong recited a Buddha horn and said: "Lord Bishi, you are also dozens of years old, why are you still a child's temper, come here, those two enemies breathe for a while, and they will recover soon." ”

The down-and-out scholar smiled slightly, learned the tone of Huang Sanlou, and said: "The old monk's lesson, whether it's right or not, the down-and-out scholar will never forget if he doesn't hold the door with his feet." ”

Seeing this situation, Master Tianhong smelled of gunpowder very strongly, and there was a possibility of cannibalism all the time, hoping to see the Heavenly Evil and the masked man duel it out as soon as possible, so that he could leave here as soon as possible.

Mo Dao looked into the deep valley, and both of them stood up, only to see the masked man write on the jade auction again: "Is there anything else?"

Tianxie looked at the words written on the pat, thought for a while, and said, "Yes, yes, but I don't want to fight with you anymore." ”

The masked man wrote: "You willingly admit defeat. Heavenly Evil Dao said slowly: "In martial arts, I will never lose to you, if you don't believe it, we will exchange a few more palms to try." ”

The masked man wrote: "If you are against me, and I only have three moves, I will have to put you to death. ”

Heavenly Evil Dao: "Is this your rule?" The masked man nodded and wrote: "Yes, I set it myself, and I only have three moves to fight against people." to put the other party to death. ”

Heavenly Evil Dao: "In order to confirm my words, I am not weaker than you in terms of martial arts palm power, the two of us each slap a palm on the cliff wall to try it, is it okay?" The masked man thought for a moment, nodded again, and then wrote: "Okay." ”

The two approached the cliff, and each of them slapped the cliff with their own strength, but the circle and depth that were shattered by the palm force were dug up and looked at half a catty and eight taels, and no one was stronger than the other.

Heavenly Evil said: "Why, what I said is true. The masked man wrote: "Since I know that you and I are equal in martial arts, why are you willing to admit defeat, I am puzzled." ”