The three ghosts and Kou Zhongping and his disciples were all shocked, of course, the three ghosts were frightened, Kou Zhongping was surprised, and the disciples were amazed, the bull head was famous for the name of the wrestler, and today he died under the divine power of the other party, Mu Yiyun was holding a mace, and the god was majestic, like a god descending from heaven. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ma Mian and Niu Mian were like brothers, stepped forward to pick up the body of Niu Tou, and said sharply: "Brother Abang, Niu Mian is dead, how can Ma Mian be allowed to stay in the world again!", after saying that, he closed the eyes of Niu Tou, and suddenly a silver light flashed, and the spear pierced Mu Yiyun's throat.

Hearing the sound of "dang!" and a scimitar had blocked the spear, Ye Tunan said: "Do you want to fight in wheels?"

The horse face is even more talkative, the spear dances, the cold stars are dotted, the silver light is bright, and it is difficult to enter the water, and Ye Tunan's knife is light and Huohuo, and the body is vigorous, the fighting method of the two is very different from the fight between the two just now, these two people have a stable body method, advance and retreat to a degree, and there is a faint quaint style, as if admiring an ancient painting, if there is a piano to play, it is even more intriguing, Ye Tunan said: "Okay, the missing Western Regions Wushi marksmanship is still a successor." ”

Ma Mian couldn't help but admire Ye Tunan's keen vision and extraordinary insight, it turned out that the Wuyu clan in the Western Regions was the ancestor of the spear, and the later Yang family guns and Yuejia guns all came from there, it can be said that the marksmanship was spread to Middle Earth in the Western Regions, and then the Wushu clan disappeared, and Gu Lao passed it down from generation to generation, this kind of marksmanship has long been lost, it is really a big loss, and it is actually reproduced in Ma Mian's hands today.

Kou Zhongping said to the disciples beside him: "Ye Shaoxia's knife technique comes from seal carving, the so-called knife is like a pen, it is not easy to make a knife, the front is tight, the straight is sent to the slow knot, the whisker is turned square, the whisker is rounded, there are no edges and corners, no bloat, no saw teeth, no swallowtail, the knife technique can be made to such a realm, it can be said that the knife technique is all here!"

The disciple next to him said happily: "Master, do you say that Ye Shaoxia will defeat this evil ghost?"

Kou Zhongping replied: "Hey, there is really a heaven outside the sky, there are people in the world, I don't know who the master of the Four Heroes is, he can have such a high attainment, and the martial arts taught to his disciples are different, but they are all the pinnacle of this martial arts." “

The two were fighting, Ye Tunan suddenly slashed with a scimitar, sweeping directly at the waist of the horse, only to hear the black and white impermanence of the two "Haha!" twice, Nangong Shaoyou and Mu Yiyun both said: "Be careful!", Leng Yiyi stood up from the chair nervously.

I saw the horse-faced spear handed over to the left hand, a vertical on the ground, blocking the scimitar, the right palm slashed, in the middle of Ye Tunan's right shoulder, the left hand grabbed, the two feet flew up, the mandarin duck chained, Ye Tunan's chest was connected with four feet, the mouth spit blood, the scimitar landed, the horse's feet just landed, the spear had been stabbed to Ye Tunan's chest, four moves in one go, seeing that Ye Tunan was about to die under the spear, suddenly Ye Tunan felt a tight collar, and pulled people back five feet, the tip of the spear was three inches in front of his chest, everyone sighed, the two ghosts were unfortunately not taking Ye Tunan's life, and the rest of the people were sweating for Ye Tunan, and it turned out that it was Mu Yiyun who pulled Ye Tunan。

Ma Mian put away his spear and took a few steps back, and a disciple couldn't help but ask, "Master, why were they all so surprised just now, they could have known in advance that Ye Shaoxia had been defeated?"

Kou Zhongping saw that it was his little apprentice, and blamed him for asking abruptly, but he couldn't help but answer: "The superior knife technique is like a sword and a pen, it should be straight and not horizontal, it seems to be promoted, it seems to be a comb but not a comb, only Ye Shaoxia, the scimitar is horizontally split, there is no way to hurry, and the superior knife technique actually hides the inferior tricks, it's a pity, it's a pity." “

Ye Tunan listened to the cold sweat soaked his back, completely forgot the pain, when the master taught him this set of Wuzi knife method, he often thought that the biggest disadvantage of this set of knife method is that the knife method is too slow, there are many hollow positions in the big open and closed, he has created a few tricks, has made up for the shortcomings, one day after the master saw it, shook his head and sighed, leaving "fall into the inferior" The four words have never been mentioned, today he knows the deep meaning of the master, it turns out that his understanding of the knife is just the surface, the master's set of knife techniques has been tempered by the predecessors of the past generations, and he actually delusions can create a few tricks, and his heart acquiesces that if he can retreat today, he will return to Tianshan and practice with the master for a few more years before going down the mountain.

At this time, Mu Yiyun fed Ye Tunan a healing elixir from the Xiaoyao Palace, and used his internal force to help him push the palace through the acupoints, fortunately, Ye Tunan's internal strength cultivation has reached a certain level, although he was seriously injured, but it is not harmful to life.

Leng Yiyi held the Qingyu sword in his hand, walked a few steps forward, and stood coldly in front of the black and white impermanence, and the black impermanence Fan Wusu smiled: "Okay, such a beautiful girl, and she looks so cold, just let the dwarf eighth master hook you to the netherworld as a ghost lady." ”

No matter how Fan Wusu said crazy words, Leng Yiyi still stood in the cold wind, like a jade statue, as if the snow falling on her face would not melt, the night sky suddenly "ding" like a silver bead falling on the jade plate, Fan Wuxu suddenly felt the cold light in front of him, Leng Yiyi Qingyu Sword had stabbed four swords in a row, if it weren't for the dwarf eighth master who was not a general, if it was someone else, he would have already changed a few inches shorter, his head moved, Fan Wuyu waved the chain with his left hand, and struck with his right hand.

Fan Wuyi is fat and short, his body is steady, like a rock, the flame palm is slapped out one palm at a time, the iron chain is swept and split, like a raging fire in the jungle gas, the iron chain is like a thousand-year-old tree that keeps falling, Leng Yiyi is like a butterfly, flying in the fire, it seems to be precarious, like a moth to a fire, but no matter how fierce the fire is, how badly the trees fall, this little butterfly is still fluttering, as if playing in the fire, but like a phoenix pretending to be a butterfly.

Leng Yiyi's swordsmanship is Song Zixiu when he was sixty years old, the name is "Xiaomeng swordsmanship", taken from "Zhuang Zhou Mengdie", it is in order to commemorate his childhood sweetheart when he was twenty years old and can not stay with each other, when his martial arts have entered the realm, the swordsmanship twisted with his hand, has become his most proud swordsmanship, Leng Yiyi's cold temperament and his old love are similar to three points, so this swordsmanship will be passed on to Leng Yiyi.

Nangong Shaoyou's fellow disciples were extremely envious, and Murong Feifei smiled even more: "Senior brother, it seems that your swordsmanship is really inferior to Senior Sister, we call her Senior Sister, it's really not wrong." ”

I saw that Fan Wuxu continued to strengthen his palm, and even wrapped the iron chain around his neck and abandoned it, in fact, it was not that he held it up, but that he had been diligent in practicing the flame palm, but the rivers and lakes called him black impermanence, Xie Bi'an made a crying mourning stick, he didn't take an iron chain, it didn't match his identity, and the usual opponent let him play with the applause, of course, he used it at will, and today he met a lifelong rival, so he put away the chain and fought with his life skills.

Murong Feifei smiled and said: "Xie Qiye, your brother is getting less and less grown, obviously the black impermanence is to hook the soul with iron chains, and now the iron chains are no longer used, hey, it seems that the little ghost wants to offend Yan Luo is still too reluctant." ”

Fan Wusu secretly swore that he cleaned up the girl in front of him, and then tore the sharp mouth of the little girl behind, and suddenly Leng Yiyi let out a clear roar, his body turned, and he turned into countless butterflies, the cold light of the Qingyu Sword flickered, and in an instant, he stabbed fifty swords, this trick is called "Jin Se unprovoked", it is Song Zixiu to express his thoughts about his old love, the so-called Jin Se is only twenty-five strings at most, Song Zixiu intends to express his thoughts about his lover in twenty-five strings, and he needs fifty strings to pop out the complexity of his heart, the so-called "Jin Se gratuitous fifty strings".

Fan Wusu tried his best, he could avoid the attack of fifty swords, and secretly called luck in his heart, Leng Yiyi followed a move "Shan Si Hua Nian", this move did not change anything, the long sword stabbed directly, it was a kind of catharsis after Song Zixiu expressed his complicated feelings, anyway, I just love you, miss you, simple and direct, Fan Wusu just dodged the fifty swords, and he has not yet made up his mind, the Qingyu sword has pierced into his shoulder, fortunately he has not slowed down, if he still has the power to dodge, the full name of this move is "One String and One Pillar Si Hua Nian" , After a sword, he hid a very powerful move, Fan Wusu is the second largest disciple of the Netherworld Sect Master, how can he be a general, although he is injured, but he is not bad, his feet are on the ground, and he has flown backwards two feet, and everyone present is amazed at Leng Yiyi's unpredictable swordsmanship, and he also secretly praised Fan Wushu's martial arts.

Murong Feifei smiled and said, "Zhong Kui marries his sister, but he can't get married." Everyone thought she was talking nonsense, only the five people in Xiaoyao Palace understood what she meant, Nangong Shaoyou called herself Zhong Kui, Leng Yiyi was her junior sister, Fan Wuxu began to say that she wanted to hook her to be a ghost lady, and the four of them all smiled, only Leng Yiyi's face turned red and glared at Murong Feifei.

Xie Bi'an was like a ghost, silently standing in front of Leng Yiyi, "Is the girl going to continue fighting, or let that funny boy appear." ”

Murong Feifei couldn't help laughing, only to hear Gu Xishi laugh and say: "Haha, I'm just a mortal, of course the matter of catching ghosts is left to the Heavenly Master and his little ghosts." ”

Xie Bi'an only heard someone behind him laughing and said: "Xie Qiye, sure enough, he is the henchman of the Netherworld Sect Master, the so-called Hades wants you to die in the third watch, who dares to keep people until the fourth watch, a few hours ago the seventh master concluded that I will definitely die, who knows, it is not you who will hook my soul, but I will automatically send it to the door, Feifei, remember to burn more paper money in the spring and autumn festivals in the future." ”

Murong Feifei smiled and said, "Senior brother, I am so poor, you have such a good relationship with the seventh master and the eighth master, let them take care of you." ”

Xie Bi'an said coldly: "Brother Nangong, this is a matter between this sect and their faction, you want to interfere?"

Nangong Shaoyou strode forward, faced Xie Bi'an, and said: "Seventh Master, originally you invited me to eat mutton, I shouldn't be ungrateful, but on the contrary, this Leng girl is the senior sister below, and my kung fu is naturally much worse than Senior Sister Leng, and a little higher than that funny junior brother, so I can only take out my little life and gamble with the seventh master." ”

Leng Yiyi's face turned red, "This senior brother is getting more and more disagreeable." ”

Except for the people in Xiaoyao Palace, the rest of the people didn't expect things to develop like this, Xie Bi'an has always talked little, and he was surprised by the enemy, as if he was like Leng Yiyi, he suddenly beat his chest and cried, and the crying stick hit Nangong Shaoyou crookedly, Nangong Shaoyou immediately sank his shoulders and avoided it, although he avoided it, but there was a faint pain in his shoulder, and a stick that seemed to be random actually contained such a powerful internal force.

Nangong Shaoyou didn't dare to slack off, he thought that Xie Bi'an's martial arts were similar to Fan Wusu'an's, he had seen Fan Wu'an's martial arts, and thought that he could have left, but he didn't expect Xie Bi'an's martial arts to be much stronger than Fan Wusu's, Nangong Shaoyou was shocked, and he exerted the Ten Thousand Tribulations Super Life Palm, the duel between the two people was even more wonderful, one was crying and howling, looking crazy, and the other was fluttering in white, like a fairy, but he didn't know whether it was a foot high or a foot high.

Mu Yiyun Qi said: "Senior brother's body technique is so wonderful, I don't know where I learned it?"

Leng Yiyi said: "Ten Thousand Tribulations Super Birth Palm, Medical God Cheng Chen, Second Uncle Cheng." “

Nangong Shaoyou suddenly felt inexplicable grief and anger in his heart, his body was sluggish, and he almost hit a stick, he knew that Xie Bi'an's crying had the effect of confusing his mind, and he hurriedly used his luck to shock his mind, and immediately his heart was quiet, and he was no longer disturbed by the crying, but except for Leng Yiyi, the rest of the people on the sidelines hid their faces and wept, and Kou Zhongping's disciples couldn't cry.

It turned out that Xie Bi'an's stick method was improved by Jiang Ziwen, the leader of the Netherworld Sect, from Wu Jianzhang, the head of the four elders of the Sui Dynasty, and added Wu Jianzhang's grief and indignation to the Golden Palace's scolding of Yang Guang, and used it to deceive the mind.

Nangong Shaoyou's heart was quiet, his body was more chic and elegant, and he forced Xie Bi'an to be in danger again and again, Xie Bi'an was furious, and said in his heart: "The legend of the rivers and lakes is that Nangong Shaoyou's cold ice palm is a solo martial arts, and I will try to see if his cold ice palm is strong or my yin wind palm is strong today." ”

Xie Bi'an suddenly stopped crying, and slapped his hands again and again, Nangong Shaoyou knew his intentions, and he was arrogant, and shouted: "Okay!" , The body shape is suddenly, the right palm is split out, Xie Bi'an also greeted with his right palm, the two palms touched, both of them knew the mystery of each other's palms, Nangong Shaoyou's cold ice palm was like the cold wind of the northern country, vast and strong, and Xie Bi'an's yin wind palm was like the cold current of the underworld, the cold was meticulous, Nangong Shaoyou was full of ten percent of the internal force, and another palm was slapped out, Xie Bi'an also went all out, both palms were handed over, both of them stood still, and everyone on the lookers felt that there were two cold breaths in the cold winter, and they couldn't help but shrink, only to see Nangong Shaoyou smiled and said: "The seventh master has conceded." ”

Xie Bi'an's face was very weird, and after a long time, he said: "Kou Zhongping, there will be someone in the underworld to hook your soul in the future, second brother, fourth brother, go!"