At this time, Princess Xinyue had woken up, her face was a lot ruddy, and she couldn't help but let out an "ah", and her face turned red. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Feng was greatly embarrassed, let go of the hand on her waist, and asked, "How are you?"

Xin Yue just snorted, she was conscious at this time, but she didn't know how to face Yang Feng, thinking that this feeling was so strange, she had never felt this way since she was a child.

Yang Feng saw that she didn't answer, just because she was weak, and couldn't help worrying for a while, and only hoped that Princess Xinyue could persist in Kyoto.

Yang Feng saw that the horse stopped moving, he couldn't help but be irritable, looking at the sky, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a roof faintly emerging from the col in front of him, his face was happy, he turned over and dismounted, and helped Xin Yue down.

Yang Feng set up the horse, and then walked forward with Xin Yue.

After only half a tea hour, the two of them turned around the mountain pass, and not far away was a dilapidated temple, and I don't know which master had lived in seclusion here and built this house.

Yang Feng led Xin Yue to walk in front, and when he arrived in front of the temple, the temple door that had just closed the fan had fallen to one side, and the remaining side was half-hidden obliquely, and it was vaguely seen that there was a fallen god statue in the temple, which was full of cracks.

Yang Feng quickened his pace, looked left and right, and then stepped over the threshold and shouted to Xin Yue not far away, "You can come in too." ”

After finishing speaking, he turned around, intending to clean up the inside, when suddenly there was a click, and a white shadow appeared in front of Yang Feng's eyes out of thin air.

Yang Feng was terrified when he saw the white shadow falling from the sky, hanging in the air and not moving, and took a few steps back like lightning.

Unexpectedly, the white figure turned out to be like a ghost, and it also moved out of the temple with Yang Feng.

Yang Feng took advantage of the night to see that it was an old man hanging upside down in the air, but seeing that his skin was as white as the moon, his hair was long and white, and his eyebrows were about five inches long, what was even more strange was that this person was half-hanging in the air, his expression was serene, and there was no rope or anything like that on his feet, Yang Feng couldn't even hear his breathing.

Yang Feng had never seen such a strange thing, he just thought that the person was pretending to be a ghost, and today he was poisoned by Gu in his body, and he was extremely unhappy, and he felt that he was being tricked at this moment, so he was naturally annoyed.

Yang Feng saw that the person was not moving, and only used half a part of his palm to push towards his chest, how could he think that the person did not move at all, and he was as stable as a mountain.

Yang Feng was surprised, his strength increased to three points, but that person still couldn't be pushed by him at all, Yang Feng thought to himself, could it be that I was poisoned by Gu and lost all my skills.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng increased the strength in his hand to eighty percent, and finally even exerted all his strength, but he still couldn't move him at all.

Yang Feng secretly thought, if he is usually so powerful, let alone an old man, even if he is a thousand catties of boulders, he can be pushed, could it be that he has really lost his skills today.

Thinking that his decades of hard work have been in vain, he can't help but feel a lot of sorrow in his heart, especially the gloomy ecstasy palm that he is proud of, and now he is afraid that he can't help even a prime of life.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help but resort to a trick that was at the end of the road, followed by another trick that was unfounded, but the strange old man still didn't move.

Yang Feng thought to himself, anyway, my life is short, it is better to use all the Seventeen Paths of Gloomy Ecstasy Palm today, and there may be no chance in the future.

After the tenth palm, the strange old man suddenly opened his eyes, blinked a few times, grinned, and said loudly, "It's not fun, it's not fun, you little doll is not fun." ”

As he spoke, he flipped in the air and landed firmly on the ground, his hands on his hips, and he puffed out his cheeks to look at Yang Feng.

Under Yang Feng's great compassion, he didn't react at all, the eleventh palm had already been shot, but it was missed, and the strength of this palm hit straight forward.

Only a few booms were heard, and a large hole was instantly revealed in the wall, and countless cracks spread two or three feet around the hole.

"Hey, how come I didn't feel such a big power just now?"

The strange old man said suspiciously, put his thumb in his mouth and sucked it twice, blinked his eyes and stared at Yang Feng, tilted his head and thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Come on, come on, play a few tricks with me." ”

As he spoke, the strange old man didn't wait for Yang Feng to agree, and opened his two chubby palms towards Yang Feng.

Yang Feng had already reacted at this time, not because his skills were weak, but because the person in front of him was really weird, and he was very reasonable.

Seeing that the old man came with a strong wind in his palms, he had no confidence in his heart, so he had to quickly run the Qiankun Great Mind Shifting Method, and there were bursts of whirlwind around his palms.

The strange old man saw that his palms gave birth to a whirlwind out of thin air, his eyes lit up, and his playfulness became great, and when the palm power was close to about three inches of Yang Feng's palms, he suddenly felt that all his strength disappeared out of thin air, and then there was a bang, and the idol not far from the two of them turned into powder.

Yang Feng was horrified in his heart, this was completely caused by the power of the old man's palm, the power was terrifying, he naturally understood in his heart that the old man only used less than one percent of his strength.

The strange old man saw that the power of his palms turned into the statue, and Yang Feng was fine, and his heart was full of competitiveness, and while muttering, "I don't accept it, you are cheating", he increased the strength of his hand to two percent, and called Yang Feng.

Yang Feng complained bitterly in his heart, he had already dealt with the palm just now, but the strange old man came with an even more powerful palm, although the great shift of Qiankun was powerful, but the palm power of the strange old man just now was really domineering, several times better than the three absolute divine masters, and the upcoming palm was dozens of times more than that.

No matter how smooth the egg is, it can only make the tip of the needle change direction, and if you use a sledgehammer, it can only break.

The great shift of Qiankun is also like this, at this moment, the palm power of the strange old man is beyond Yang Feng's ability, only a few loud bangs can be heard, the dust is flying around, Yang Feng snorted twice, and took a few steps back.

He only unloaded the old man's six points of strength just now, and he endured four points, and at this moment, he only felt that his body was overturned, and the Ninety-Nine Returning Yuan Gong was running rapidly, and he felt a little better, but he had already suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

The strange old man seemed to realize that he was in trouble, and he rubbed his hands busily, and said with a big grin: "Hey, hey, don't be afraid, little doll, I have a panacea!"

After speaking, as if playing a trick, he pinched a delicate porcelain vase with both hands, and said with a smile: "You smell it, isn't it very fragrant?"

Yang Feng was shocked in his heart, this fragrance was clearly the smell of honey, and it was also the one he was most familiar with, and he often used it to guide the jade bees when he was in the ancient tomb, so as to pass the time.

Xin Yue had already stood in the temple, but when she saw Yang Feng fighting with the strange old man, she could only be secretly anxious in her heart, and when she saw that Yang Feng was injured, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Brother Feng, are you okay?" After speaking, he glared at the strange old man.

Yang Feng shook his head slightly, and said to the strange old man, "Senior, where did you get this nectar?"

"This, I made it myself. ”

The strange old man rolled his eyes and said, then seemed to feel that something was wrong, blushed a little, and said, "This was taught to me by a little girl." ”

Yang Feng just thought that he didn't want to say it, and deliberately prevaricated, so he had to shake his head and sigh, and looked at Xin Yue and said, "I'm afraid we're going to spend the night here tonight." ”