Meng Anying's robe sleeves flicked, and the air flow in the air was shocked by this, as if it was a little distorted, and everyone was dizzy when they saw it. Xuanshuang narrowed her eyes and barely raised one arm to protect it above her head. A black vortex formed on Meng Anying's side, and countless large and small earth, stone and bricks flew together, as if they had turned into a natural barrier. Before Xuan Shuang could come to his senses, Meng Anying had already rubbed his body straight up, and his palms were like two iron hammers, hitting from all prescription positions, all from unexpected and even more difficult to resist.

Xuanshuang fought with difficulty, and took time out of his busy schedule to fight back, but he was repulsed halfway through the attack, and the other party seemed to know everything about his actions. Xuan Shuang took a deep breath, turned from attack to defense, slowed down the attack, and first paid attention to Meng Anying's moves. Somehow, it always feels extremely weird. Every move is delivered, as if it is automatically meeting the defensive place, and it doesn't take half a minute of effort, and the palm that is struck with all your strength can be easily resolved.

He is in it, and he may not be able to see the mystery, but Jiang Yanchen can see it clearly, seeing that his moves are sleek, rigid and soft, far beyond the essence of Huashan Kung Fu, but from the original view, it is similar to the martial arts of the Shadow Sacrifice Sect. It can be said that Tong Xuanshuang's kung fu path is carved out of a mold, but his moves are accurate everywhere, but he is far more skilled than him, as if he has long been used to it.

Fighting against each other with the same kind of martial arts, there is naturally no suspense, and the one with high skills wins. Xuanshuang rushed left and right, but he couldn't flash the invisible encirclement that Meng Anying had demarcated with his true qi.

Li Yijie was overjoyed in his heart, and shouted: "Okay! Master has won! Xuanshuang, this kid is not bad by nature, and after a long time with the Seven Demon Demons, he has been deeply taught by his words and deeds, so he has been contaminated with some bad roots, arrogant, and he should really teach him a good lesson." Presumably, Master would not have hurt him seriously. Compared with Li Yijie, Nangong Xue looked worried, frowned, and said, "Senior brother, don't you think that the kung fu used by the master is very familiar?"

Li Yijie said with a smile: "We have seen too many masters using swords on weekdays, so we naturally feel familiar. If any of the apprentices can't even see their master's sword skills, then his many years of kung fu are simply in vain!"

Nangong Xue said unhappily: "I look at your kung fu in the past few years, and you really learned it in vain." Keep your eyes open and take a look, what kind of kung fu is Master using?"

Li Yijie was reminded by her, and only after appreciating the moves turned to a positive color, his face became more and more solemn, and he said tentatively: "Master, why is it always like the kung fu of the Demon Sect in the early years?"

Nangong Xue looked at him and nodded slightly. There was only one thought left in the hearts of the two of them, that is, they didn't know why Meng Anying wanted to make the Demon Sect Kung Fu against others. It stands to reason that since he swore that he would not be able to stand with the Demon Sect, no matter how bad his skills were, he would rather lose than take the initiative in battle. Now I saw him dancing elegantly and skillfully, thinking that he had always been a stubborn old man in front of everyone, and he couldn't connect the two of them together.

The original owner silently watched Meng Anying's move, sighed, and said to himself: "What should come will still come." Brother Meng, you are still obsessed with the past, and you still can't see it!"

Meng Anying's offensive was merciless, and there was a fierce look in his eyes. Xuan Shuang has no deep grudge against him, it can be said that they are two people who have nothing to do with it, but seeing his moves, it seems that he has transformed him into another person in his mind, which is the enemy who makes him eager to kill him quickly, and every palm seems to put him to death.

Xuanshuang was half in the way of face, half because of the situation, he couldn't admit defeat, and he couldn't withdraw from the battle circle with his whole body. After a few moves, he was slapped heavily on the shoulder, Meng Anying's wrist turned, flipped out from the lower end, and the sound of "pop" hit him in the abdomen.

Xuanshuang pressed her feet against the ground and rubbed them out, her face was as pale as paper, and she coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. Meng Anying suddenly jumped up, and with a palm as fast as thunder, he shot down at the top of the Xuanshuang Heavenly Spirit Cover. The original owner closed his eyes, unwilling to see this cruel scene of flesh and blood, and sighed: "Evil!"

Jiang Yanchen's eyes finally fluctuated, and his figure flashed, and he shook in front of Xuan Shuang, putting Meng Anying's palm away. Then, with his previous routine, his palms struck out repeatedly, first flashed heavily in his chest, and then turned into his right arm, taking advantage of the downward trend of the arm end, all the way down, all the limbs were concocted in the same way, only a few crisp sounds were heard. Meng Anying's hand tendons and leg tendons have all been broken, her bones have cracked, and her whole person is like a rag doll, completely losing the ability to resist, and her body is slowly wilting. Jiang Yanchen swept him down with a kick, and the soles of his feet stepped on his chest.

Xuan Shuang supported his knees with both hands, panting, and said, "Master, the disciple is useless......

Li Yijie hurriedly shouted: "Stop! It was clear just now that you are fighting alone, how can you suddenly break the contract and fight against two enemies and one? If so, it should be counted as my master's victory!" Jiang Yanchen was concerned about the rest of the important matters at this time, and he didn't have the heart to talk to Li Yijie for the benefit of his tongue. He picked Meng Anying's chin on tiptoe and said, "Hey, can you still talk?"

Meng Anying said: "You ...... What are you talking about?" Jiang Yanchen only thought that he didn't hear clearly, and repeated it again, and said: "This is the advanced kung fu of the Shadow Sacrifice Sect that has been lost for many years, but I am afraid that even if it is a formal disciple, it may not be able to make it complete, but where did you steal it? And the reason why you can forcibly reverse the acupuncture points and transcend the limitations of space is all because of the 'Heavenly Demon Splitting Body Dafa', this seat is not wrong, right?"

Meng Anying let out a sneer in his throat and said, "Joke! Joke! I want to make this set of kung fu, and I still need to work hard to study it? As early as when I touched the door, you kid didn't know where it was, and now you dare to be arrogant in front of the old-timers?"

Li Yijie originally thought that even if Meng Anying knew a few tricks of demon kung fu, it was because he had read the secret tips he brought back seven years ago, and he was self-taught, and he never thought deeply. But listening to his words, he completely overturned his old thoughts, and couldn't help but raise a question mark about Meng Anying's true origin, could it be that he was actually a demon Dao master who had lived in seclusion for many years......? Master, this ...... ...... you exactly"

Meng Anying smiled bitterly and said, "What, Yijie, even you doubt the identity of the master?" Although Li Yijie tried his best to pretend not to believe it on his face, he always had a little suspicion, and he stopped talking. Nangong Xue said, "Yes, Master, please tell us." As a disciple, you have the right to know the truth. Good and evil are not separated, this is what you have always taught us, I ...... The disciple wants to believe in you and wants the reason to come out of your mouth, not through outsiders. ”

Li Yijie scolded: "Xue'er!" I wanted to persuade her not to talk nonsense, but she was also suspicious in her heart, and it was extremely difficult to say these words in a righteous manner.

Meng Anying smiled slightly bitterly and said, "It's all good, after all, it's a long-standing past." As long as you remember, Master's martial arts are all obtained through legitimate means, and things that do not belong to me have never been thought of in vain. This is very different from some people. There was a strong resentment in the words, and when he spoke of "certain people", he immediately showed a deep hatred. If there is no real blending of grievances, how can there be such a deep grievance?

Li Yijie is always a "good apprentice" who obediently stands on the master's side, listens to a few arguments, and hurriedly says: "Master, if you don't want to say it, I won't ask." Stretching out a finger, he pointed at Jiang Yanchen very provocatively, and said, "Do we have to report to him how others practice martial arts?"

It's just that the Shadow Sacrifice Kung Fu is self-contained, and it has been transformed through the Seven Evil Tricks, and no one in the martial arts should know about it. Meng Anying and Zasaktu are by no means like-minded, and it is really surprising that the time it took to practice a set of kung fu at the beginning was almost the same.

Meng Anying performed the Heavenly Demon Splitting Body Dafa, forcibly broke the acupoint, broke the rope, and fought fiercely with Xuanshuang, and the strength of his whole body was completely exhausted, and he had run out of oil and dried up, allowing him to be slaughtered. But he still insisted on refusing to give in, and he turned his head with difficulty, not caring about the blood stains on his face, and said: "The Seven Demon Heads, my Huashan Sect is the same as the Shadow Demon Sect, and it is destined to be incompatible. You may be victorious for a while, and no one can overcome it under your obscenity, but then you will see only a corpse with a cold body. Even if the Huashan faction is destined not to escape this catastrophe, my master and apprentice are all buried at the top of this rising sun, and it is also fate! Yijie, Huashan will be handed over to you, as long as you don't bow down to this group of rebels, you will ...... I will be proud of you under the Nine Springs!"

Jiang Yanchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it? Master Meng? In this way, this seat is very curious, what is the deep hatred between you and my Shadow Sect? It seems that it does not stop at the difference between good and evil?"

Meng Anying's head and neck hung deeply, her nostrils whirred, and she said in a deep voice: "Naturally, it's more than ...... You snatched ...... Everything that is most important to me, I ...... There will be no forgiveness. Jiang Yanchen said: "Hmm, what are you talking about, be louder!"

Meng Anying's emotions suddenly attacked, and she raised her head suddenly, the anger burning in her eyes was no less than before, and she said hatefully: "The humiliation of the subordinates, the hatred of taking away the wife, teach me how to spare you demon thieves?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, even if they could see that Meng Anying had a deep enmity with the Demon Sect Master, they had never thought of the level of "the hatred of taking a wife". Suddenly, a pair of eyes fixed on Meng Anying, waiting for him to explain the details. The original owner sighed and said to himself: "Do you still want to say it after all? Brother Meng, it was this obsession that killed her and killed you!"

Meng Anying received such a lot of attention for the first time, and she sneered and said, "I never felt that I had anything to talk about in my absurd love history. Anyway, since I have started a year, I will simply tell you all about it today, and listen to you come to taste and evaluate, which is right and wrong? If you don't mention it again, I'm afraid that I will have to take those experiences to the grave!" he cleared his throat and slowly opened a dusty past that had been sealed for many years, and the gears of history had already turned, but everyone was still unaware.

Meng Anying and her younger sister Chu Anlin have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and they are the envied heroes of the rivers and lakes. And the beginning of this story is not very thrilling. At first, Meng Anying's qualifications were mediocre, no matter from any point of view, he was an inconspicuous child, and people in the sect ignored him.

However, Meng Anying has tenacity, and he can practice the moves that others can practice once he can practice them ten times, regardless of the cold and heat, regardless of festivals, and never stop. His temperament is extremely cold, and it seems that in his eyes, only martial arts training is the only priority in life.

Every time Chu Anlin met him inadvertently, she saw him practicing martial arts behind his back, and she couldn't help but be a little moved by his spirit. But at that time, all the brothers and sisters regarded her as a treasure in their hearts, pampered and loved, and it was much better to play with everyone than to face this stuffy gourd.

The transition goes back a few years. Just in time for the New Year's holiday, it was the former head of the Huashan faction who led a group of disciples to go out to visit relatives and friends. The rest of the disciples rarely walked out of the mountain gate, and they were all excited, walking on the street, and they were all attracted by the dazzling array of goods on the vendors. Staying at night, it is also a hip-hop, and all the martial arts training is thrown out of the clouds. Anyway, this trip just happened to distract everyone, and the former head did not do much to restrain him.