Ma Chaozong couldn't attack it for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel anxious. And Luo Feihe's qi is condensed like a mountain, Wudang Mian's palm is better than a palm, the east palm is a palm and the west is a palm, on the surface, there is no order, it really contains the Wuji principle of martial arts, the Taoist philosophy of virtual and real, and virtual and real.

Ma Chaozong couldn't fight for a long time, and couldn't help but feel anxious, you must know that although his Ma Wang Divine Circle is wonderful, he can defeat the enemy, but it is extremely physically exhausting, and now he doesn't know how many times he has gone around, and if he goes around like this, he can't get out of Luo Feihe's control circle, and finally dies of exhaustion.

In the fight, I only heard Ma Chaozong shouting, and his left fist suddenly hit Luo Feihe's chest to the vital point of "Jizhong Acupoint", Luo Feihe's left palm was false, and he wanted to lure his fist away, but Ma Chaozong's punch was a false move, so when Luo Feihe dissolved his punch, his right fist hit Luo Feihe's face door like lightning, and when the fist was one inch away from Luo Feihe's face door, it was changed to a straight strike.

Luo Feihe didn't expect Ma Chaozong to make this strange move, it was too late to block and dissolve, Ma Chaozong's fist had been swept to his cheeks, Ma Chaozong's decades of skill were by no means in vain, if he was swept in, Luo Feihe had to be beaten to the point that his cheeks were sparse, and the Wudang disciples on the side all exclaimed, but at this critical moment, I saw Luo Feihe's body was steep and then leaned, supporting the ground with his left foot, raising his right foot to maintain balance, and his body was almost flat with the ground, Luo Feihe's body leaned back and then stood up like a bamboo pole, and his right palm slapped down to Ma Chaozong, Ma Chaozong secretly shouted badly, and it was too late to dodge or parry, fortunately, he reacted very quickly, so he had to put his body to the side, and then took Luo Feihe's palm on his back, although Luo Feihe's palm implied internal strength, but after all, he had just come out of danger, and the palm power was greatly reduced, and he was benevolent, but he just wanted Ma Chaozong to admit defeat and defeat, and did not want to hurt his life, so this palm was only thirty percent of the strength, Rao is so, Ma Chaozong still felt that his back was suddenly pressed by a boulder, and his chest was bored, dizzy, and terrified, and his right foot was a little toe, desperately jumping out of the diagonal spur. How do you know that Luo Feihe's "Mianzhang" power is like the water of the Yangtze River, endless, although the palm is broken, but the palm power is not endless, this is the wonderful place of Wulu Mianzhang, Luo Feihe has been immersed in the "Wudang Mianzhang" for more than 30 years, the subtlety of the Mianzhang can be said to have reached the realm of perfection, only the only remaining old Yufeng in Wudang can be slightly better than half a chip, although this palm only has three successes, but the remaining strength is continuous, Ma Chaozong jumped out of Zhangyu, only then did he feel the throat sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and fell to the ground.

This palm is a trick to seek safety in danger and win in defeat, and it is also the most concentrated embodiment of Luo Feihe's lifelong martial arts.

Tang Wenhe thought that Ma Chaozong would win this battle, but unexpectedly, the situation suddenly reversed at an important juncture, and was won by Luo Feihe's move, finally Luo Feihe was benevolent and did not do his best, although Ma Chaozong vomited blood, but the injury was not serious, and he would recover after a period of recuperation.

At this time, someone from the other party had already carried Ma Chaozong back to his seat, Luo Feihe walked up to Ma Chaozong, took out a magnetic bottle from his arms, handed it to Ma Chaozong, and said: "This is my Wudang homemade healing medicine, it is quite effective for internal and external injuries, you take it once a day in the morning and evening, and it will be fine in six or seven days." Ma Chaozong stretched out his hand to take it, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you." Luo Feihe nodded slightly, watching the rest of the people open the medicine bottle and feed it to Ma Chaozong, and then retreated to the field.

Luo Feihe clenched his fists and said to Tang Wenhe and the others: "The right talent and poor road won a lucky game, may I ask if there is also that master to give advice." As soon as the words fell, I heard a spiked voice say, "I'm here to learn your tricks!"

A person walked out of the crowd next to Tang Wenhe, everyone saw that this person was thin, with a sharp beak and monkey gills, and the Adam's apple under the chin protruded from the old high, rolling up and down in the neck, looking very funny, several young male disciples in Wudang couldn't help but laugh when they saw him like this, the monkey-like old man heard the laughter, turned his head to look at the laughter, his eyes were like two sharp blades, and he stabbed at the Wudang disciples, and several Wudang disciples couldn't help but shiver excitedly, so they stopped laughing and didn't dare to laugh again.

Xun Yuhe and the slightly higher rank of Wudang on the side couldn't help but move in their hearts, and they all thought: "This old man is so strange, it seems that there must be something extraordinary." Li Xiangru stood in the crowd, sometimes covered by the heads of the people in front of him, and he couldn't see the situation in the field very clearly, and he only felt that the people who had just left the field seemed to be different from ordinary people.

Luo Feihe looked at the old man and said, "May I ask Your Excellency's name, what is the sect?" The strange old man screamed at the top of his throat: "The Northeast Lion Monkey Mountain Hou Zixiao!" Northeast Lion Monkey Mountain is high and wooded, snow all year round, but the mountain is rich in lions and monkeys, this Hou Zixiao is a local native people, because he is good at taming lions and tigers and other animals, so he created a sect outside the pass, he deals with animals all the year round, time has passed, he has created a set of strange martial arts, more than ten years ago, dozens of green forest heroes in the Central Plains heard that there are many rare birds and beasts in the Lion Monkey Mountain, so they invited to hunt together, and Hou Zixiao led the people in the door, and dozens of Central Plains martial arts people were beaten to the ground, eight or nine out of ten died in the mountains, and the people who escaped by luck returned to the Central Plains after rendering, for a time the Lion Monkey Mountain became famous, and since then, no one dares to fight the idea of lions and monkeys in the mountains. The elders of Wudang are well-informed, of course they have heard of this person, but they did not expect that the strange old man standing in front of him is Hou Zixiao of Lion Monkey Mountain.

After the battle of Lion Monkey Mountain was named, Hou Zixiao had been surrounded by the imperial court. Hou Zixiao and Ma Chaozong are old acquaintances outside the gate, this time in Wudang, Ma Chaozong was defeated by Luo Feihe, Hou Zixiao naturally wanted to save face for him.

As soon as Hou Zixiao reported his name, several young disciples in the Wudang faction couldn't help laughing out loud, and one of the female disciples also teased in a low voice: "Monkey laugh, Gege!" Which disciples are only teenagers, less and no more, they only think that this old man's weird name is more interesting, where would they think that this is a big taboo in the rivers and lakes.

Hou Zixiao heard several Wudang disciples of Shicai laughing at him again, he was furious, his face changed, his hand was raised, the cold light flashed, and everything went straight to the face of the young female disciple with a whistling sound and lightning.