The morning sun rises in the east, and the purple air of the morning sun has dissipated at this time, and the red sun, at this time, is full of brilliance, and the warm brilliance has been sprinkled all over the earth, and the dew that was originally stuck to the bamboo leaves has been dispersed under the illumination of the sun at this time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the sea breeze was still blowing at this time, under the scorching sun, there was still unbearable heat coming from ordinary people, and many deaf and dumb servants in black who were standing on the side were already beads of sweat at this time, crawling all over their foreheads, but all this scorching heat was nothing to Zhao Zhijing. At this time, his internal cultivation can be said to be the only one in the world, and the strength of this body can make him not invade by cold and heat.

Under the sunlight, the two towering pine trees in front of the Jicui Pavilion are already a hundred years old. But what really attracts people is the four people standing on the branches, four people in groups of twos and twos, at this time on this towering branch, the figure is constantly moving, and the martial arts of one body are constantly displayed.

Guo Jing, who was fighting with Ouyang Feng at this moment, felt the changes in Ouyang Feng, although there was no true qi in a pair of fleshy palms, but he still played a Taoist palm wind, and the legs that swept like wheels were already squeezing his existence, and he would fall from the pine branches if he was not careful, and he would naturally lose this battle.

If it was Guo Jing before, he could only watch himself lose at this time. But for him, whose skills had already advanced greatly at this time, between the flow of thoughts, I saw that he suddenly used the kung fu of "flying dragon in the sky" in the eighteen palms of the dragon, and the figure couldn't help jumping high, and his palms were like knives and cut off the opponent's legs.

Huang Rong, who looked at Guo Jing and Ouyang Feng, saw that Guo Jing seemed to be transforming at this time, and her cultivation was a little relieved, but her heart was still pounding, and she didn't dare to relax a little, at this time she was a little more anxious than Guo Jing on the branch, after all, this is a major event related to her life, and the slightest negligence is a kind of disrespect for herself.

Zhao Zhijing, who put down the teacup in his hand, swept his eyes and looked at Ouyang Ke and Hong Qigong who were on the side, only to see that the two of them were very different from Ouyang Feng and Guo Jing. I saw Ouyang Ke using light skills to run around on the pine branches, and never dismantled a move and a half with Hong Qi's bus. Hong Qigong forced him forward, and Ouyang Ke had already fled before he could get close. At this moment, Hong Qigong thought to himself: "This bird blindly escapes the moment of delay. Guo Jing's stupid boy and the old poison are genuine, of course, they landed first. Hmph, with your little tricks, you can fold under your hands?"

Suddenly, Hong Qigong suddenly jumped in the air, and his ten fingers were like steel claws, and they slammed down on the top of Ouyang Ke's head. Ouyang Ke saw that he was coming aggressively, showing that he was not competing, but wanted to take his own life, and was so frightened that he hurriedly rushed to the right. Who knew that Hong Qigong's pounce was a false move, and it was expected that he would dodge to the right, and immediately twisted his waist in mid-air, and landed on the treetops on the right first, and his hands rushed forward and shouted: "Even if I lose, I will kill you stinky boy today!"

Ouyang Ke was already stunned when he saw that Hong Qigong could turn around in the air. Hearing him shout like this, how dare he fight with him, and he will fall when he steps on his empty body, and he is thinking in his heart that I will lose the first exam! Suddenly he heard the sound of the wind, and Guo Jing was also falling from his side.

It turned out that Ouyang Feng couldn't fight for a long time and thought: "If you let this kid dismantle more than fifty moves, what is the prestige of the Western Poison?" suddenly bullied his left hand, which was as fast as lightning to twist Guo Jing's neckline, and shouted: "Go down!" Guo Jing lowered his head and let him go, and he also stretched out his left hand and backhand. Ouyang Feng suddenly shouted Guo Jing: "You...... You ......" was about to say that he did not abide by the rules set by Huang Yaoshi, and at the same time hurriedly resisted with all his might. How do you know that Ouyang Feng smiled and said, "How am I?"

Guo Jing used enough strength in his life, for fear that he would hurt his internal organs with toad skills, but he didn't expect that at this time of full strength, the other party's strength suddenly disappeared without a trace. Fortunately, he and Zhou Botong have practiced the seventy-two Kongming Fist, and he is already rigid and soft in his martial arts, otherwise he will definitely be like when he fought with Huang Yaoshi on Guiyunzhuang, and the mortar of his arm will also be off.

With a natural face, Zhao Zhijing sat on the stone bench. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and then he retracted, and a smile appeared on his face. At this time, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Guo Jing's protagonist's aura is really strong, and his cultivation progress at this time can be described as like a rocket, and every minute and every second is improving. And the luck of Ouyang Feng's body is also very strong, he was injured by himself before, and today he can see that his control over his own energy can be described as subtle. Compared with before, the cultivation of one body has also made a lot of progress.

Looking at this scene again, although the true qi that invaded Guo Jing's body was pulled out at this time, it was also unstable and hit the ground with an upside-down onion and a foot. Ouyang Ke fell with the trend, but Guo Jing fell upside down, and the two fell smoothly in the air, seeing that they were about to land at the same time. Ouyang Ke saw that Guo Jing was beside him, and there was a lot of bargain to pick up, so he immediately stretched out his hands and pressed the soles of Guo Jing's feet, and as soon as he pressed himself, he jumped up. Guo Jing suffered this downward trend and accelerated his fall.

Huang Rong saw Guo Jing lose and shouted: "Ahh Huang Rong was overjoyed this time, but she didn't see clearly how Guo Jing could turn defeat into victory at this emergency moment, which was only a few feet above the ground, and couldn't help but shout again: "Ahh

Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong had already jumped to the ground at this time. Hong Qigong laughed and shouted: "Wonderful!" Ouyang Feng said with a gloomy face: "Seventh brother, you are a master disciple with mixed martial arts, and even the Mongolian wrestling gadgets have been used. Hong Qigong smiled: "Even I can't teach this." Don't look for old people to turn bad luck. ”

It turned out that the soles of Guo Jing's feet were pressed straight down by Ouyang Ke, and he saw Ouyang Ke's legs in front of him, and he didn't want to think about it in a hurry, and immediately hugged his calves with both hands, and fell down hard, taking advantage of the momentum. This is exactly the way the Mongols twist and fall. The Mongolian wrestling skills have been passed down from generation to generation, and there is no match in the world. Guo Jing grew up in the desert before the six monsters of Jiangnan taught martial arts, and he had been wrestling with Tuo Lei and other friends every day.

Otherwise, with his dull brain, when he fell from the air this time, even if he had this skill, he would never have time to think of using it, but he was afraid that he would have to wait for a thud to fall to the ground, and after a long time, he thought: "Ah, why don't I twist his calf?" This time he inadvertently performed an aerial wrestling, and after winning, even he himself didn't quite understand how to win. (To be continued.) )