The three of them said before that when it came to the six links of the Buddha Gate, the soldiers of the forbidden army who had rolled down to the ground had already regrouped and surrounded the three of them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that this majestic team of iron horses seems to have completely lost their sense of existence, and the three of them chatted and fought, and they didn't count this team of iron horses in it at all.

This team of people and horses made noise several times, but they never gained a sense of existence, and the forbidden army was not stupid, seeing Feng Xiao's pair of strange brothers standing here, of course they didn't dare to really rush up, and when they saw that they couldn't attract attention, they all stepped aside with a frown.

Then, Feng Yiyang and Tang Si duel more than ten moves, although the forbidden army could not see it completely, but after all, they could see that this was not the place they should stay, so at this time, the wind was bleak and desolate on this official road outside Chang'an City, and the forbidden army had disappeared into the sky at some point.

Xiao Rong looked at it attentively for a while, and said with emotion: "Damn, these boys are running really fast." ”

On the field, Feng Yiyang rubbed his blue fists and wrists, put on a posture and said seriously: "Okay, no one is making trouble, let's talk less nonsense, come, continue to fight." ”

Xiao Rong wiped his sweat and said, "Little junior brother, aren't you so serious because you want to arrest him back to handle the case?"

Feng Yiyang pretended not to hear it, and said to Tang Si seriously: "Monk, I have to be serious next, you be careful." ”

Tang Si: "...... Eh, donor, why do you have to separate the victory and defeat with the poor monks, you need to know that you can't have a ...... about victory or defeat?"

Before the words fell, the wind had turned into a white light in front of him. Tang Si sighed slightly, strode forward and handed out a punch.

This was the first time Tang Si took the initiative to attack Xiang Fengyang.

It's a skinny little fist.

There are no fancy moves in this punch, there is no extremely fast speed, and the internal force on the punch is not very deep and domineering, but when the wind blows, it feels like a mountain is pressing towards him, and he can't breathe, and he can't get around.

Mount Tai will fall, and there will be no light in the day.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

But the wind is not a gentleman.

He chose to put away all his moves, and his right hand flexed his fingers, playing impartially in the middle of this Tarzan.

This finger, no matter how hard it is, in front of Mount Tai, after all, it is as light as a feather scattered in the wind.

On the one hand, it is lighter than the feather, and on the other hand, it is heavier than Mount Tai.

Just in an instant, the illusions of Taishan and Hongmao had disappeared, and Feng Yiyang did not hesitate to bully Tang Si's body, and in the time of one breath, he grabbed his hand at Tang Si fourteen times.

Tang Si palmed Feng Yiyang fourteen times in a row, blocking Feng Yiyang's advances.

Every time Tang Si didn't seem to be fast, he could always make a move before Feng Yiyang, and finally when Feng Yiyang's hand was caught in his chest, he could face Feng Yiyang to resolve the crisis.

Fourteen palms later, the wind fluttered backwards like a feather, and landed lightly on the ground, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood he spit out in mid-air stained a yellowed official road ground.

Xiao Rong frowned and said, "Little junior brother, don't be reckless, your injuries are not healed yet." ”

Feng Yiyang raised his snow-white sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth without care, and the red blood stains were smeared on the cuffs, embellished into a bright red flower.

Tang Si's complexion was originally white, but now it was a little greener, and his originally ugly facial features didn't look so ugly at this time, maybe he was used to it.

Feng Yiyang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said curiously: "Monk, the fourteen palms you just now are his ability to pass the heart, I can probably guess, but what kind of martial arts is your punch just now?"

Tang Si said with a sad face: "Xiaofeng donor, why do you have to be embarrassed by the poor monk, the poor monk has not violated the law and discipline, it stands to reason that he has not provoked your six doors, and the little monk is really puzzled." ”

Feng Yiyang smiled and said, "Don't you know how to understand him? How could you not know?"

Tang Si said with a bitter face: "First, the Buddha's magic is broad and profound, the little monk is just rough and far from proficient, and secondly, his heart is also high and low in the realm, and the strength of his skills is weak, the wind is a small donor, you are amazing, the little monk can barely guess your moves, but if you want to see through your inner thoughts, it is difficult for the little monk." ”

Feng Yiyang smiled and didn't speak again, but the smile on his face was full of eager expressions.

Tang Siyi panicked when he saw it, and hurriedly said, "If you are willing to tell the reason for this embarrassment with the little monk, how about the little monk tell the origin of Fang Cai's punch in exchange?"

Feng Yiyang suddenly became interested when he heard it, "Okay, what you said, don't regret it." ”

Tang Si said sluggishly: "Don't worry, the monk doesn't speak." ”

Feng Yiyang coughed twice, cleared his throat and said: "Actually, I am looking for you to fight for two reasons, the first is, hehe, I heard that you are overwhelming all kinds of Buddhist masters, I have a little itchy hands, so what, I want to find you to compete." ”

Xiao Rong slapped his face with his big hand, covering his eyes, with a really like this expression.

Tang Si couldn't seem to accept that he was being messed around by a master like Feng Yiyang for such a stupid reason, and his face was full of helplessness.

At this time, Feng Yiyang slowly spoke: "The second reason is that I think it's really too boring to go out and invite this Mahayana Buddhist scripture, to be accompanied by so many forbidden troops, and to be escorted by my senior brother, and the labor teachers are just to find an ethereal scripture, I really can't accept this kind of thing." ”

Tang Si shook his head and said, "Donor, you're wrong. ”

Feng Yiyang frowned and said: "Don't tell me anything about the great truth of Pudu sentient beings, I don't want to hear it, I know that this Buddhist scripture is useless." ”

Tang Si crooked his mouth and laughed, "Haha, Lord Feng, you misunderstood, I said that you were wrong, not that you were wrong about the Buddhist scriptures, but that you were wrong about the guards." ”

Feng Yiyang scratched his head and wondered, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Rong said on the side: "Yes, junior brother, you misunderstood, escorting Tang Si is just a ceremony, Your Majesty means that I and the forbidden army can come back after sending Tang Si out of the city for dozens of miles, and Tang Si will go alone for the rest of the way." ”

Feng Yiyang suddenly realized: "So that's the case, no wonder you have to choose a high monk to compete, it turns out to ensure that you have the ability to protect yourself." Anyway, this time you actually have to do it alone, Tang Si, why are you working so hard? It's better to stay and use your magical powers to solve a few cases for us in six doors. ”

Tang Si bowed his head and said: "Actually, it's not all for the common people in the world, the little monk has a little selfishness of the little monk." ”

"Selfishness?" Feng Yiyang and Xiao Rong Qi Qi said.

Tang Si nodded and said, "Yes, selfish." In fact, this is the same thing as the punch that the little monk promised to tell the wind donor just now, the punch just now, not fast or ruthless, the reason why the wind donor you feel that this punch is difficult to resist is because of a reason. ”

Feng Yiyang said strangely: "What is the truth?"

Tang Sidao: "Because it is positive, not biased at all, not leaning at all, so the strength is irremoparable, the strength is irrevocable, so even if the wind donor is like this martial arts, in the face of this punch, there is also a sense of Mount Tai pressing the top, but the wind donor can deal with such wonderful martial arts, in the extreme softness of the hidden extremely rigid, Wanjun Taishan can not press a feather containing three thousand worlds, is really a martial arts wizard." ”