"Chengfeng'er, you can't help but overestimate yourself, with my ability alone, to deal with a few of you, why bother so much. ”

Sima Hui was on his lips, but in fact, he was also very puzzled in his heart, when such an ambush was set up halfway up this Tanyun Peak, he didn't know. If it weren't for the good choice of the place to fight with Yi Chengfeng, I'm afraid that even taking myself with him would be buried in the fire.

"Hmph, shameless people don't have to quibble, and when I do this, I will take your life. Yi Chengfeng stopped, and three delicately carved sharp flying knives suddenly appeared in his hand, and they hit the unsuspecting Sima Hui head-on.

These three knives are like three silver meteors, "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" three consecutive sounds of breaking the sky came one after another, Sima Hui knew that something was wrong, and immediately responded with the long sword in his hand.

I saw him shake off the sword, the wind was blowing, and after a few swings, the three flying knives were all knocked to the ground and lost their strength.

"Hehe, if you dare to show ugliness in front of the old man, let me teach you how to make a secret weapon!"

Yi Chengfeng had heard his eldest brother Wei Wuya mention it before, and the reason why this streamer swordsman Sima Hui had this name was not because of his excellent swordsmanship, but because of his good secret weapon.

In each of his two cuffs, there are four "swords in the sleeves", which are actually more like darts in size than swords.

These eight "sleeve swords" have a great background, it is rumored that Sima Hui learned from the three-handed real person from the world's tricks, within 100 steps of 100 shots and 100 hits and the strength can penetrate the armor, so the defect to the title of "streamer swordsman".

Now that I hear him say this, I should be showing off my housekeeping skills. Thinking of this, Yi Chengfeng watched Sima Hui's movements with bated breath, striving to break it with his "Silver Meteor" at the first time he made a move.

The surrounding wildfires spread very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they were about to shrink to the two of them, and at this moment, the scorching temperature hit every inch of Yi Chengfeng's pores, and the strong enemy was desperate to escape, and only by breaking off with him as soon as possible could he get a glimmer of life.

"Brother, let's go, the fire is rushing, and it's about to burn, you don't want to fight with him here!" Wei Wuya, as a brother, has always cherished his brother very much, but now although he is in the midst of fire, how can he leave him if Yi Chengfeng doesn't leave.

Seeing that neither of them was willing to leave, Liu Erji was anxious, and hurriedly opened his throat and shouted: "Yes, Senior Yi, the fire is fast now, if you don't rush out again, I'm afraid that you won't be able to get out when the mountain wind hits." ”

"Erji, you take my eldest brother first, even if you carry him, you have to carry him out. In a moment, I will go and look for you. ”

People who practice martial arts were most afraid of distraction during the war, but after the urging of the two of them, how could Yi Chengfeng not be moved, and Sima Hui seized the opportunity to pass out a sentence, and with just a shake of his hand, the four "Qiankun Swords in His Sleeves" fought a whirlwind, and came directly to his chest.

One locks the throat, the sharp blade pierces the person and does not leave it; one heart, Da Luo Jinxian takes his life; one belly, seriously injured and has nowhere to go; one brows, lightly everything rests.

When Yi Chengfeng came back to his senses, the four hidden weapons had already arrived, and he couldn't help but be surprised. Liu Erji and Wei Wuya really looked at it outside, and they were also sweating for him.

At a critical juncture, but seeing that Yi Chengfeng's tongue was on his teeth, and the true qi in his body was running towards the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, a wave of heat suddenly surged up in the dantian to fill his lungs, and the limbs seemed to have endless power, which was the formula of "returning to the yuan and turning into nothingness" in "Immeasurable Gong".

As soon as he unfolded, the four blades stopped less than half a foot away from his body, only spinning out of thin air, not making any further progress.

"Open!" As Yi Chengfeng shouted, the true qi in his body suddenly gushed out, shaking down the four "Qiankun Swords in His Sleeve" together. followed by turning his hand into his palm, and hit Sima Hui head-on.

This "Immeasurable Gong" was originally a book of martial arts, which expounded the internal strength of the heart can be described as unique, ordinary people can not understand it at all, Yi Chengfeng can get this strange fate, it is also fate, today on Sima Hui's unique style can also be regarded as handy.

"That's enough, let's play with him here!" Just when Yi Chengfeng was about to use his magic skills to distinguish his superiority, another person rushed in the sea of fire, and this person didn't know what kung fu to use, and only one punch knocked Yi Chengfeng's palm power back, pulled Sima Hui, turned around and left.

Because the fire was too big, coupled with the continuous explosions around him, Yi Chengfeng had to give up the chase, flew to Liu Erji and Wei Wuya's side, and left without saying a word. It was also thanks to his light work, and in a few ups and downs, he took the two of them out of the sea of fire and joined with Monk Huikong and others.

"Amitabha, the poor monk saw that the three had not come out for a long time, and were about to go over to help, but he didn't expect the donor to come closer, it was really thrilling. ”

Yi Chengfeng took a deep breath and saluted Monk Huikong: "Thank you Master for your concern, could it be that a few of you are here to find the Flying Star Pavilion Master Xia Bufan?"

"Well, even if it's true. Now that the path up the mountain has been blocked by flames, I wonder if the donor has any other way to enter the Flying Star Pavilion?"

Regarding this question, Yi Chengfeng turned his gaze to his brother Wei Wuya, among all the shortcomings, I believe that no one is more familiar with the various mechanisms of the Flying Star Pavilion than him.

Sure enough, Wei Wuya pondered for a moment and said: "There is a secluded wild road five miles south from here, because no one walks all year round, it is full of thorns and overgrown weeds, where you can climb the ropeway halfway up the mountainside with light skills, so as to climb the longitudinal cloud ladder and lead directly to the Flying Star Pavilion." It's just that now this mountain has been blown up by gunpowder, and I don't know if there is any change. ”

Monk Huikong turned to look at the heroes, young and old, and She Xiaoran was the first to stand up and said: "Since you are all in the cluster, you must also be a chivalrous person, and now my brother has lost his life at the hands of a thief, and it is difficult to resolve the hatred in his heart for this Flying Star Pavilion." ”

"Exactly, She Daxia's reasonableness. Thinking that the dragon soldiers in Yuzhou City, dozens of lives were killed by the thieves of the Flying Star Pavilion, and when Poor Dao came back this time, he was determined to find the door to fight to the death, in order to show the majesty of the righteous way. ”

Seeing that both of them had expressed their attitudes, Monk Huikong nodded, shook off the wide monk's robe, and said to Wei Wuya: "That being the case, thank you for showing us the way, and now the chaos is all due to the culprit of the Flying Star Pavilion." Today, the poor monk went with the heroes, young and old, to seek justice from Xia Bufan, in order to repay the reputation of the martial arts. ”

This is exactly what it is: the autumn wind is sassy and the fire is shining, and the peak of the clouds is short and long. Since ancient times, heroes have all valued righteousness, and they cannot tolerate traitors in the rivers and lakes.