in the room.

Qianhuo explained the improved version of the "Easy Hand" in detail, and from time to time he personally performed a few styles to make Xiao Yao understand more thoroughly.

After listening to Qianhuo's explanation, Xiao Yao frowned, pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "Uncle Huo, why does the improved version of the Easy Hand feel so strange?"

Dry smiled, Qianhuo said: "I am a tailor-made free hand for the master, I removed the use of Gang Qi, and fused some of the tricks that are divided into muscles, hand-to-hand combat is a big killer, and if one move succeeds, the enemy will never have a chance to fight back." ”

"This set of free hands is too domineering, and the moves are all to disable people, which seems to be a little incompatible with the real free hands. Xiao Yao smiled bitterly.

"That's true, the Yellow Rank Senior Easy Hand pays attention to unpredictable moves, but that is under the premise of having the cooperation of Gang Qi to exert combat power, but with your current cultivation, you don't have Gang Qi at all, so you can only fuse the muscles and bones to make up for the shortcomings in this regard. Dry Fire explained.

"It seems that I will have to be cautious in the future, otherwise I will cause more and more killings. Sticking out his tongue, Xiao Yao quipped.

"To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself, there are many such examples, the master should not have mercy, this is the rivers and lakes. Dry Fire said.

Xiao Yao nodded seriously, his temporary soft-heartedness caused him to regret for a lifetime, and now he can't find any reason to let himself be merciful.

"Now I can't figure out whether it's a human or a demon?" Xiao Yao said bitterly.

"The master is neither a human nor a demon, you have to make yourself a god, a god who controls the supremacy of life and death, whether it is a man or a demon, it is up to you to dominate, and let them submit to you willingly. Qianhuo said in a deep voice in a high tone.

Slightly stunned, Xiao Yao felt a trace of hot emotions rise in his heart, thinking about it carefully, this may be the real dream in his heart, since the rivers and lakes can't change everything, then he will change the rivers and lakes.

At this moment, a junior brother ran in sweating profusely.

"Senior brother, let's go to Fengxia Square and have a look, we are all about to be bullied to death. The junior brother said aggrievedly.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Qingcheng sent two elders to visit the Wudang faction, but their disciples openly shouted in the square to challenge our five generations of disciples, and now they have won several games in a row, and the face of the Wudang faction is lost. The junior brother said.

"Qingcheng faction, is that strange sect with a broom head shape?" Xiao Yao said in surprise.

"Yes, it's them, with short, standing on end, looking like they're underbeaten. The junior brother gritted his teeth and said.

With nothing to do, Xiao Yao's curiosity rose, and he lifted the halberd wrapped in black cloth and walked out of the room.

in the square.

A broom-headed man wearing blue soft armor and cloud-patterned combat boots was holding a small wooden comb in his hand to straighten his head, looking at the Wudang disciple with disdain on his face full of anger.

"Who else came up to have a discussion, it's rare for us to come from Xizhou, and it's not a hospitable way for you to avoid war. The young man pursed his mouth and sneered.

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen young people with broom heads on the side whistled and laughed.

"Damn, I'm. ”

"You're crazy, you can't beat him, and you're still looking for abuse, we've all lost six games, don't you think you haven't lost enough face. ”

A burly fifth-generation disciple rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush over, but was pulled back by several disciples.

Glancing at it, the young man with the broom head snorted coldly, and said lightly: "Courage is commendable, the roots of my ears are too soft, I am not interested in you." ”

"Bastard, you dare to despise me. ”

The burly disciple was furious, pushed the others away, and rushed to the center of the square with a "whoosh".

"Papa~"

Five or six rounds later, the young man with the broom head flashed to the left side of his opponent, stretched out his leg and stumbled directly to knock him down, and then grabbed the burly disciple's waist with both hands and threw it hard......

"Ah......h

The body was thrown in mid-air uncontrollably, and the burly disciple suddenly screamed in fright, waving his arms continuously.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, a red figure rushed into the arena like lightning and hugged him steadily.

"It's time for you to lose weight. Pulling up the burly disciple, Xiao Yao joked with a smile.

"Thank you, brother scoundrel. ”

Sobering up from his fright, the burly disciple's cheeks flushed, and he lowered his head in shame.

"Senior brother will go down to the rest meeting, and I will handle it here. Patting his shoulder, Xiao Yao said.

The burly disciple nodded, and ran down.

"Scoundrel brother, him!"

"Scoundrel, you're the best. ”

"Scoundrel, all the five generations of disciples support you!"

With Xiao Yao's appearance, the square suddenly exploded, and all the Wudang disciples shouted and cheered with red faces, not for anything else, just because the name of "scoundrel" brought everyone too many miracles and shocks.

"Ahaha~Ahaha~"

At this time, the young man with the head of the broom squatted on the ground and laughed.

"Isn't it funny?" Xiao Yao said with a gloomy face.

"Poof~ Ahaha, I'm sorry, your road number really can't control me. Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, the young man with the broom head stood up.

"I'll crumple your hair up later, and I'll see if you'll be able to laugh out loud. Xiao Yao smiled.

The young man with the broom head froze with a smile, his face instantly gloomy, and he said coldly: "You dare to humiliate me." ”

"Did you let the donkey kick your head? I can see clearly that this is the Wudang faction, not the Qingcheng faction. Xiao Yao sneered.

"You're looking for death!"

After finishing speaking, the young man with the broom head touched the ground with his feet, jumped up, and swept over with a volley of whip legs......

Xiao Yao has learned a lot of melee combat styles from Qianhuo during this time, especially for the cracking of various leg techniques, after all, the leg speed is not as fast as the fist speed, as long as the attack direction is judged, it can be suppressed quickly.

The broom-headed young man's body just jumped up, Xiao Yao did not retreat but advanced, rushed to the front with an arrow step, grabbed his ankle with lightning speed and pulled it down, and then his right arm was rounded, and the broom-headed young man was thrown out like garbage in an instant......

"The scoundrel junior brother is mighty!"

"Handsome scum, don't want it......"

"Scoundrel, scoundrel, we love you!"

The audience was crazy, the five generations of disciples hugged each other, celebrating the exciting scene, and several disciples even knelt on the ground and tore their hair and shouted desperately.

The young man with the broom head spun a few times in mid-air and landed smoothly on the ground, looking at Xiao Yao with a solemn face, he suffered a small loss just after taking a look, and the heart of the enemy suddenly disappeared.

"I didn't expect you to be so fast, it seems that the Wudang Sect is not all waste. The young man with the broom head said coldly.

Patting the dust on his palm, Xiao Yao said lightly: "I'm really too lazy to talk nonsense with something like you who can't speak human words, let's do it." ”