"Are you Yang Feng's apprentice?" General Yin was slightly surprised, and said, "That old horseman is not dead yet?"

"Live well. Tang Mo said.

"Do you really want to fight me?" General Yin's tone was a little skeptical.

"Could it be that there is still a fake?" Tang Mo spread out his hands and put on a posture of facing the enemy.

"Do you two want to go up together?" Yin Jiang turned his head to look at the fat monk and the thin monk on the side, and his tone was quite familiar, as if the three of them had already known each other.

"It's enough for the young master to deal with your sick cat alone. The fat monk smiled.

"Haha, then I want to have a good understanding of the majesty of your young master of Muyun Sect today!" General Yin laughed, took off the bulky armor on his body, and said: "My young lady is the same age as the master of Tang Xiaomen, and she is young and has a good martial arts, so you can learn from each other when you have the opportunity." ”

"Good. Tang Mo agreed casually, his eyes rolled, as if he remembered something important, and asked General Yin, "Uncle, what weapon do you use?"

General Yin shook his hands, and when he saw Tang Mo's confused face, he opened his mouth to explain: "I am good at boxing and rarely use weapons, so I will compete with you with this pair of fleshy palms today." ”

Tang Mo sighed, untied the long sword at his waist, threw it to the thin layman behind him, and said, "I won't take advantage of you, let's fight with our bare hands." ”

"No, no, no! This way of playing, it's inevitably a bit too bullying, where do you let me put my old face when it is passed out?" Yin Jiang frowned slightly, thought for a moment, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and said: "I'll stand still, let you make three moves, and after three moves, I'll go all out!"

"Stand still and let me make three moves?"

General Yin saw that Tang Mo's face became strange, and thought that he was retreating and didn't dare to fight with him, so he hurriedly stretched out five fingers and said hurriedly: "Let you make five moves successful! Today I must see the ability of the old puppet to train his disciples!"

"No, no, no!" Tang Mo hurriedly shook his head and explained: "I'm afraid that if you don't fight back, uncle, you won't be able to withstand my three moves." ”

I'm afraid that I won't be able to hold back your three moves? Yin Jiang laughed wildly in his heart, back then, he crisscrossed the Central Plains, with a pair of tiger fists, how many famous heroes of the rivers and lakes were defeated? What Shaolin Wudang, when he was young, he didn't pay attention to it at all, after the gang leader was arrested and put in the prison, he dived into serious cultivation, made a breakthrough in boxing on the way, and had extremely high attainments, just to help the master get out of the prison one day, and he could do his best to help him.

Now a yellow-haired boy with the title of the young master of Muyunmen opened his mouth and said: "I'm afraid that uncle, you won't be able to carry my three moves." "Ridiculous! It's ridiculous! Who do you think I am? Are you a nobody on the rivers and lakes? Hehe! I'm a dark gang, one of the twelve heavenly demons! Thinking of this, the pride and anger in his heart surged up together, and General Yin smiled coldly and said: "You just have to go all out, don't worry! You can't hurt me!"

"Then uncle, be careful, I'm going to do my best!" With that, Tang Mo crossed his arms and hung down, slowly raised from the bottom to the top, and drew a semicircle with an opening upwards in the air, the cold air in his left hand rose, the frost condensed, and his right hand was red, like a soldering iron, Tang Mo spit out a breath of turbidity, his eyes were suddenly sharp, and his left and right hands were put together with lightning speed, hissing, and the two forces of cold and hot were perfectly fused together.

Tang Mo slowly raised his arm, the fingertips of the mist flew away, and if you looked closely, you would find that the countless wisps of pure white mist were just the result of tiny ice crystals constantly condensing, rising, and melting, which showed that Tang Mo's palm was in a wonderful situation of alternating between extreme cold and extreme heat at this time, looking at Tang Mo's mist wrapped in his arm, Yin Jiang's heart panicked for no reason, what kind of strange kung fu is this? It's a bit like the cold ice palm of the gang leader, and it's a bit like ......

Thinking of this, General Yin's ears rang with a sentence that he inadvertently mentioned to himself after the gang leader got drunk many years ago: I and Yang Feng, this ...... It shouldn't have been fought so hard, if the bad old man was still alive...... Hehe, seeing the two of us like this, I will definitely be......

"Where did you learn your Ice Palm?" Yin will take a deep breath, making his voice as calm as possible.

"You mean this chilly palm technique?" Tang Mo shrugged his shoulders and said, "A strange old man who won't let me call him master taught me." As he spoke, Tang Mo's face suddenly alternated between red and white, the blue tendons on his forehead were exposed, and the sweat was like rain, he gritted his teeth and fell to the ground, the intense pain invaded every nerve in his body, and the whole person kept twitching like a stroke.

"Young Sect Master!" The fat monk and the thin monk hurriedly pounced, and before they got close, they were bounced out by the vigorous internal force raging on Tang Mo's body, and the two true qi of one hot and one cold, and the Yin general closest to Tang Mo was the first to bear the brunt, under the impact of the strength, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

"Get out of the way!" Lin Yiqi in the distance suddenly shouted, with a flick of his wrist, the short ruler shot out, and smashed on Tang Mo's back with a bang, extremely cold and extremely hot two true qi automatic body protection, heat wave and cold snap erupted, and hit the ruler hard, the short ruler was snow-white on one side, red on the other, steam hissed from the surface, buzzing, the short ruler ejected back at a faster speed, Lin Yiqi didn't dare to pick it up, pulled out the long knife on his back, and shot it down with a volley.

With the release of the two strands of true qi in his body, Tang Mo regained a trace of clarity, "Hurry up and unload the palm power! Don't you want to die?" Lin Yiqi shouted loudly, Tang Mo also noticed that the situation in his body was not optimistic, and hurriedly condensed the two opposing true qi in his palm, and the snow-white mist appeared again, Tang Mo shouted, pushed his palms flat, and an earth-shattering sound gushed from his palm, boom! The boulder not far away exploded directly under the impact of this strong palm power, turning into a piece of dust.

General Yin froze in place, looking at the boulder that was shattered into slag, and his heart was shocked, if this kid's trick just hit me, I would definitely be blown into slag......

"Thank you, little brother, for coming to the rescue!" The fat monk and the thin monk thanked Lin Yiqi, and then rushed to Tang Mo's side in a hurry, carefully investigating the injuries in his body.

"Young Sect Master, next time, you must not store the two strands of true qi in the body for a long time, one cold and one hot, not to mention that the cold and heat are already clash with each other, just by virtue of the strength of these two true qi, it is also a great burden on the human body to circulate in the meridians for a long time. Seeing that Tang Mo's body was fine, the thin man breathed a sigh of relief and reminded.

"I'll pay attention next time, don't worry, Uncle Skinny. Tang Mo himself was also scared into a cold sweat, although he had peerless martial arts and earth-shattering power, his experience in the rivers and lakes was too shallow after all, and his experience in fighting people and enemies was also insufficient.

This time, he came to arrest the withered man and demon with the fat monk and the thin layman, firstly, to increase his knowledge, and by the way, to integrate the shocking martial arts in his body, and secondly, Tang Mo himself also had some extremely important things to find the wither-faced man and demon, which the strange old man specially explained to him......

Tang Mo breathed in place for a moment, feeling that his body was fine, he said thank you to Lin Yiqi, walked quickly to General Yin, and said, "Uncle, let's fight again, right?"

General Yin heard the sweat on his forehead, and said: "I can see the power of your palm just now, and when you palm it down, such a big stone will be shattered into powder, if you hit me...... Forget it, I still want to live a few more years.

"Hehe, the little brother's martial arts are far better than mine, try or something...... Forget it. General Yin smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't you want to know the whereabouts of our gang leader?"

"Hmm. Tang Mo nodded seriously.

"The helper is going over there, you should be able to catch up with him if you chase him quickly. Yin will raise his hand and point to a secluded, narrow path to the left.

"Thank you, uncle!" Tang Mo clenched his fists, said goodbye to General Yin, and was just about to lead everyone to this path, when his arm was suddenly grabbed, and when he looked back, it was Lin Yiqi who had saved his life before.