Chapter 12: The Wasted

Xiao Feng straightened up, looked ahead and replied loudly again, "Disciple doesn't dare!"

He frowned, nodded and said, "It's about the same, it's not in vain that your master is trying to abolish his martial arts and send you here." Let's go out of the knife! Today Lao Tzu is in a good mood to teach you two tricks!"

As he spoke, he dragged the wooden stick in his hand diagonally and took a step towards Xiao Feng.

"What!" Xiao Feng's eyes widened, and he looked at it in disbelief. Master's martial arts are gone? How is it possible! Master's sword is the fastest sword in the world!

"What bullshit!"

"Look at the knife!" Ran laughed strangely, stomped his foot like an arrow from the string, and the long stick in his hand smashed towards Xiao Feng at a tricky angle.

Bang!

Xiao Feng stood motionless, letting the long stick smash on his body, one fell to the ground, stood up with the scabbard, panted and looked at Ran and asked, "You just said! My master's martial arts are gone?!"

Ran's face changed for a moment, and he put down the long stick in his hand and looked at Xiao Feng: "What? Didn't she tell you?" The meridians of the West Wind Goose were completely cut off last night, and at that time, she thought that when Xiao Feng went to her room, she had already told Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng walked towards Ran step by step, gritted his teeth, looked straight at Ran and asked coldly, "What the hell is going on!"

Ran coughed dryly, reached out and touched his beard and said, "Who knows she didn't tell you! Originally, if I had arrived at Akibaji Temple earlier, I might have had a chance to help. ”

"But she has dragged on for too long, the poison of the Hades Flower has penetrated deep into the bone marrow and meridians, and barely picking up a life can be regarded as a great opportunity!" sighed, a complicated look flashed on his face.

Xiao Feng held the knife in his hand tightly, his finger bones and complexion changed from pale to purple and blue, gritted his teeth and looked at Ran Ran and asked in a low voice, "Is there no other way?"

Seeing Xiao Feng shaking his head helplessly, he sighed and said, "No, even the Great Luo Immortal has no way to return to the sky." ”

Xiao Feng glanced at it hatefully, then let out a long roar, stomped his feet and jumped up, and ran towards the medicine hall without looking back. Master, you have lost your martial arts!

What a pain this must be for a swordsman who is unparalleled in the world!

looked at Xiao Feng's back, shook his head and sighed.

In an instant, Xiao Feng came to the medicine hall. At that moment, he kicked open the courtyard door with a bang and sped away along the fence path. When I was near, I saw that the west wind goose was still standing by the lake and did not move at all.

At this moment, he turned to look at himself in amazement.

Xiao Feng took the knife, lowered his head and slowly walked in front of Zephyr Goose step by step.

Xifeng Yan frowned slightly, looked at Xiao Feng and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Feng shook his head fiercely, lowered his head and fell with tears crackling and falling.

Zephyr's brows furrowed, he took two steps forward and squatted down to look at Xiao Feng's face and asked again, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Feng knelt in front of the West Wind Goose with a plop, and couldn't help but bury his head in the West Wind Goose's knee and cry loudly: "I'm sorry.... I'm sorry!...... I'm sorry Master......."

"I'm sorry for you......."

Xifeng Yan stretched out his hand to pat Xiao Feng's back, with a look of doubt between his eyebrows, looking at the strange ones who were slowly walking from the courtyard gate.

Zhiran sighed, a trace of shame flashed on his face, shook his head and said, "I accidentally leaked out of your martial arts loss, I thought you had already told him." ”

Xifeng Yan was surprised, and immediately frowned at Xiao Feng, who was crying in his arms, and chuckled: "You stupid boy, the martial arts of the teacher are not abolished by you, what is there to cry about." ”

"Didn't the teacher tell you that the rivers and lakes are like this, either you kill others, or others kill you?"

As he spoke, Zephyr reached out and gently patted Xiao Feng's back, with a rare hint of tenderness in his eyes.

He sighed and didn't speak again.

Xiao Feng paused to cry and got up suddenly.

Both Ran and Zephyr were stunned for a moment, and looked at Xiao Feng with a slight frown.

"Yes! The disciples don't cry! The day the disciples leave the mountain, it is time to kill these wicked people. ”

"At that time, it must also be the day when Master is famous all over the world!" Xiao Feng gritted his teeth and looked at the beautiful face of the West Wind Goose, his eyes revealing a resolute and confident light.

Zephyr Yan smiled: "Okay, I'm waiting for you to become famous in the world." ”

Xiao Feng bowed, and suddenly turned around and bowed to Ran: "Uncle Ran, let's practice the sword!"

Stunned for a moment, he smiled and said, "Okay!" he said, turned around and walked towards the courtyard gate.

Xiao Feng took the knife to keep up with Ran's footsteps, and at the end, he turned back and took a deep look at the west wind goose smiling at him by the lake. He had already turned around, frowning and speeding away along the path by the lake.

Approaching the river valley, Xiao Feng and Zhiran jumped down and landed steadily in the river beach.

Xiao Feng hugged his fists towards Zhiran, and then pulled out the long knife in his hand with a loud voice: "Please take out the knife!" ”

Ran frowned, the hand hidden in the wide sleeved robe was raised, a black shadow jumped up from the ground with a bang, and the wooden stick fell steadily into his hand, looking at Xiao Feng at the moment and said, "Use all your strength to come to me!." ”

Xiao Feng let out a low snort, the current internal strength was full of limbs and hundreds of remains, and his feet stomped in the air, and he slashed towards the wind.

Boom!

The knife wind was fierce, approaching Ran's forehead.

Bang!

At this moment, I saw a black shadow flashing by, and Xiao Feng was hit with a bang and fell to the ground behind him.

With a calm face, he looked at Xiao Feng and shook his head and said, "The way you hold the knife and the knife you take out is not right." ”

Xiao Feng stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, got up with the long knife and said hatefully: "Come again!"

As soon as the words fell, the long knife in his hand suddenly changed into a knife momentum, leaping up like a fierce tiger and rushing towards Ran.

Bang!

"Still not right!"

"Come again!"

Bang!

"Come again........"

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Feng had already made more than ten moves with Ran, but every time he didn't touch Ran's clothes, he was smashed back by the bland long stick in Ran's hand again and again.

Xiao Feng, who had a blue nose and swollen face, slowly got up, but the knife in his hand did not relax at all, and he stood in place and watched at the moment.

Ran looked at Xiao Feng and suddenly scolded: "Manly man, you can afford to take it and put it down! This little thing can make you like this, what will you talk about in the future? It's really ridiculous!"

"Hmph!" he snorted heavily at Xiao Feng.

Hearing Ran's words, Xiao Feng woke up suddenly, and his heart suddenly brightened. At the moment, he took the knife, bowed to Zhi Ran and said, "Uncle Shi has taught the right lesson, Xiao Feng knows!"

He nodded, and walked towards Xiao Feng with a long stick.