Yu Fan was in front, his feet were non-stop, running like flying, Yang Wentian was in a hurry, and he was not slower than him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the two went out of the capital, ran for dozens of miles, Yang Wentian will chase the sun to the extreme, slightly better than the ordinary in light skills, and finally chased to the nearest place, separated by a few zhang, a palm out. Yu Fan replied with a finger, and the palm power and finger power were offset together.

Yang Wentian lifted his breath and jumped and fell in front of Fan.

The two confronted each other, looking at each other, Yang Wentian was not in a hurry to make a move, Yu Fan waited for a moment, and said with a smile: "Wentian, I haven't seen you for a few months, you finally caught up with me." ”

Yang asked the trembling of the weather, and said sharply, "Why?

Yu Fan said coldly: "I am an anti-Yuan righteous soldier, and your mother is a Mongolian Tartar, this move is a matter of course, what's wrong?"

Yang asked Tian angrily: "You work hard for Haishan, and you still have the face to call yourself an anti-Yuan righteous man?"

Yu Fan's eyes were bitter, and he said, "The matter has come to this, why bother to say more?"

Yang Wentian said: "Exactly!" The body jumped low, and slapped a palm, Yu Fan blocked it with the palm of Hongyuan River, the palm technique was exquisite, and the use was skillful, and he was not under the goddess of the Ming King.

Yang Wentian made a few moves in a row, sometimes with his palms and sometimes with his fingers, all of which were lightly opened. Yang asked Tiandao: "How can you Hongyuan River Palm?"

Yu Fan said: "This is your father's kung fu to pass on to me, the master of the Nine Infant Sect treats me like a mountain, and I will never forget it." ”

Yang Wentian became more and more hateful, and said: "You are not worthy of Daddy's kung fu!" With a turn of his body, he successively struck out the "Bubble Flying", "Eight Desolations and Liuhe", "Hongmeng Start-up", and "Yaochi Holy Water", all of which were the most wonderful tricks of Hongyuan Jianghezhang. Yu Fan has a poor knowledge of this kung fu, and has to deal with it with Shaolin palms, halfway through the fight, and then become Qingcheng, Kongtong, Emei, and the kung fu of the beggar gang, his internal strength is strong and pure, and the messengers are also unique to various factions, and the fine places are born, and Hongyuan Jianghe can not help him.

The two fought for hundreds of moves, Yang Wentian calmed down, while using his hands, he used his brain, Yu Goshawk said that the martial arts mantra comprehended more, and the true qi of the Yang Divine Skill was stimulated, and the internal strength was like the sun and the moon hanging high, omnipresent, although Yu Fan's moves were varied, there was no repetition, but he was gradually at a disadvantage. Yang Wentian calmed down and thought: "Only the great power of the Yang Chasing Divine Palm can control him, this is not to save effort, but to defeat this thief quickly." “

Thinking of this, he shouted, his left hand circled, and with a bang in front of him, a large fire circle covered Yu Fan, his right palm poked out, and a ball of flame flew through the fire circle.

Yu Fan's face changed, and he finally used that exquisite finger power again, pointing upward, and the finger power continued, like a rain of arrows, sneering, blocking this move. This five Tibetan calamity refers to Yu Fan's diligent cultivation for many years, rarely revealed in front of outsiders, the finger is strong, the variables are complicated, there is really the advantage of breaking gold and iron, even if the sun is successful, but it is difficult to win.

Yang Wentian's heart was firm, suppressed his anger, and turned into the vast internal force of chasing the yang divine skill, and his shot became slow and steady, but the palm power continued to sink, and the surrounding body was circling and buzzing, like a copper wall and iron wall, and Yu Fan's Wuzang divine skill was agitated and disputed. At this point, whoever performs light skills first, strikes slowly with speed, and has weak true qi, will be defeated immediately.

After fighting a hundred more moves, Yang Wentian remembered the "Yang Equinox Moon Dispersion" kung fu used in the "White Night", his heart moved, his palm power was scattered, and the red light was disturbed, isolating him from the line of sight, and then he changed into a human form with the true qi of the flame, stayed in place, his body floated, and walked quietly.

Yu Fan really hit the plan, suddenly stepped forward, and several fingers pierced into the dummy form, revealing a huge flaw behind him.

Yang Wentian gritted his teeth and hit the "Flame Wings" with one move, this full blow, gathering his lifelong cultivation, even the thick granite can melt with one blow. Hearing only a "bang", Yu Fan shouted, mixed garlic under his feet, and fell forward. Yang Wentian was overjoyed, knowing that the victory was in his hands.

However, the deeper Yu Fan's Wuzang Divine Skill is hidden, the stronger the power, he has concealed his skills for decades, and suddenly the protective body qi exploded, and hundreds of sharp internal forces immediately flew closer, Yang Wentian was taken aback, plucked up his internal strength, and was forced to suffer from this impact, wow, the blood in his mouth spurted wildly, his body shook violently, and he flew out upside down.

Suddenly, the two masters were each seriously injured, and both suffered tragic internal injuries and injured their muscles and bones.

Yang Wentian stood on the ground and wanted to stand up, but his limbs did not obey the call, and the true qi of chasing Yang was gone. Yu Fan took a deep breath, slowly got up, and walked in front of Yang Wentian.

Yang Wentian laughed miserably: "Okay, good, I can't take revenge, I have done nothing all my life, and if I die in your hands, I will die a well-deserved death." Uncle Yu Fan, kill me. ”

Yu Fan was still calm and calm, as if he was not hurt, and whether the enemy hated him or not, he was unmoved. He said, "Ask God, I have always regarded you as my own son, do you know?"

Yang Wentian scolded: "Who is your son? Kill my mother, I can't wait to eat your flesh and drink your blood. ”

Yu Fan smiled slightly, his eyes were gentle and kind, and said, "I... I was a foolish and dull person, I was originally a demented and stupid beggar, but I was later taken in by your father, married a wife, became the protector of the Snow Lotus Sect, and lived a good life. Your father said, our Snow Lotus faction, should expel the Tatars and restore the Han Dynasty as their own responsibility, this sentence is imprinted in my heart, I have been... I haven't forgotten it. ”

Yang asked Tiandao: "You keep thinking about the benefits of your father, so why do you want to... You want to destroy my whole door?"

Yu Fan said to himself: "In those years, the Snow Lotus Sect was prosperous, we had Goshawk, Brother Feng, your father, Sister Axiu, my father-in-law, Nine Fox Girl, Amman, each of them had first-class skills. While I practiced martial arts, I learned to help with your father, watched the changes in the rivers and lakes, experienced ups and downs, and those days were really like a dream.

But later, your father changed his appearance, became hypocritical and calculating, narrow-minded, and he framed the goshawk, causing him to be ruined, and his life and death were unknown. I saw it in my eyes, and I knew it in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it. I was afraid that if I told it, the dream would disappear and I would have to live a life of exile and darkness. ”

Yang Wentian's body trembled, and said, "What did you say? Frame... Master Goshawk?"

Yu Fan didn't seem to hear his words, and said: "Inexplicably, we don't resist the Yuan, but get a lot of benefits from the Yuanren." Princess Jiuhe and Jiuying are in and out of pairs, so affectionate, and the nine fox girls wash their faces with tears and are heartbroken. Wentian, your father and his biological sister have an extraordinary relationship, just like husband and wife. ”

Yang Wentian scolded angrily: "You are the bastard who has lost his conscience and is not as good as shit, I don't believe a word of bullshit you say." ”

Yu Fan said: "Later, Jiuying was on the top of Mount Tai, fighting for the leader of the martial arts alliance, and was defeated by the goshawk, and his reputation was damaged and he collapsed. Our Snow Lotus Sect has also become a notorious and despicable sect because of its work for the Tartars. After a few years, Jiuying and Princess Jiuhe got married, and became a Yuanren concubine from the anti-Yuan righteous warrior. Our Snow Lotus Sect has turned into a pawn under the command of Princess Jiuhe, working for the Yuan people, assassinating for the Yuan people, and fighting for the Yuan people.... I watched the fall of the Nine Babies little by little, and my heart was extremely uncomfortable, but I couldn't disobey. ”

Yang Wentian was angry at the beginning, thinking that Yu Fan was lying and deliberately angry with him, but after listening carefully, he felt that what he said came from the bottom of his heart, not like falsehood, and secretly thought in his heart: "It turns out that between Master and Daddy.... Then why does Master treat me so well?"

Faintly, there seemed to be a ghost in his heart who whispered, and the ghost said: "Since Yu Fan killed your mother, who else in the world can be trusted? No matter how good the goshawk treats you, is it better than this Yu Fan?"

Yang Wentian's heart shook and he didn't dare to think about it again.

Yu Fan continued: "I rarely talk to Jiuying, I don't know what he thinks in his heart. He was proud of the spring breeze in the imperial court, and the later emperor Timur was like a confidant, he led the army to the southwest, won successive battles, and made the first contribution. Princess Jiuhe also gave birth to a child there, and asked God, that child is you. But not long after you were born, your father died. ”

Yang Wentian was a little scared, but still asked, "Who is it... Killed my daddy?"

Yu Fan said: "At that time, I... Hiding aside, transporting the Five Tibetan Mental Methods to the extreme, hiding in the figure, as if undetected. I saw the Nine Fox Girl, your father's twin sister, who kidnapped you and your mother, and your father caught up with her, and was seriously injured by her, bleeding to the ground. The goshawk arrived for some reason, rescued you and your mother, and put his hand against Jiuying's chest to heal him. He... His appearance changed dramatically, and he became an eerie, unfathomable eccentric. ”

Yang asked Tianxin and said: "It turns out that my father died at the hands of his own sister." "For some reason, I was a little relieved.

Yu Fan's eyes changed, showing fear, he said: "I see that Jiuying's heavy injuries have recovered rapidly, and his eyes have gradually become bright, and he has come back to life. I was happy in my heart, and I guessed that if the Nine Babies and Goshawk were reconciled, our Snow Lotus Sect would be able to return to the past era of chivalry and righteousness and martial arts. But suddenly, the goshawk changed again, becoming a deformed giant fly, the fly stretched out the straw, pierced into the heart of the nine babies, sucked his blood, the nine babies.... Just died. ”

Yang Wentian burst into tears, his chest ached, and he vomited a large pool of blood, he coughed and scolded: "Put.. Fuck you! How can Master Goshawk be a monster? How could my father... How could he die at the hands of Master?"

Yu Fan didn't answer, and said: "I don't understand why the goshawk is capricious, saving people first and then killing people." Does he want to take revenge and make the Nine Babies fall from heaven to hell?

I watched your mother wake up, looked at you in her arms, watched her cry, looked at your fat, pure, carefree face. The goshawk cleared the blame and left in a hurry. I swore at the time that I would never let you go down your father's old path. The glory of our Snow Lotus Sect must be inherited and carried forward by you after all. Whoever stands in the way of my desire, I will kill him.

Ask God, you are a good child, kind-hearted and simple-hearted, born to know right from wrong, and loyal and honest, the opposite of your father. I see you growing up day by day, your martial arts seem to be endowed by God, getting stronger and stronger, and my heart is full of cola. I secretly met you, told you the truth of life, and passed on some of your bits and pieces, and you always listened carefully and learned seriously. I don't even care about my own son, I just hope that you can make a living, inherit my mantle, inherit the Snow Lotus Sect, and inherit your father's unfinished business.

Your mother is very stubborn, she is firmly opposed to your friendship with the martial arts, she conspires and plots, and wants you to become a colt and follow your father's old path. I went to her and persuaded her to stop, but she wouldn't listen. I argued with her many times and knew it would be difficult to convince her. So I disguised myself and tried my best to join the command of the prince of Haishan, win his trust, and become the 'Lord Ding' with a mysterious origin, and a few years later, I had a chance to kill your mother while Emperor Yuanren died of illness and you were not at home. ”