Once the "Snow Treading Technique" of the "Ice Castle" is displayed, it is difficult to compare with other light martial arts in the world, Yu Liuli is only a step by step, and the distance between Mo Nu is a few feet, and the two are already more than a foot apart.

However, Mo Fu's "Haoyang Gong" is cultivated in his legs, and his internal strength is much stronger than Yu Liuli's, and he likes to compete with others to try light skills, although he is gradually defeated, but he still tries his best to chase each other, and he always blocks Yu Liuli's way, so that he cannot escape from the inn.

After all, Yu Liuli's internal strength is not as good as Mo Nu, only after an hour of incense, he felt that Mo Nu was already slightly catching up, and he was very angry in his heart, and secretly thought: "Why is such a strange person so difficult!"

Mo Nu was on top of his head, and when he saw Yu Liuli stop suddenly, he couldn't help but feel unhappy in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Girl, you are very good at light work, why don't you run away?

Yu Liuli said coldly: "This girl doesn't have time to play with you, and she doesn't have time to wait with you and others, if there is anything to find trouble in the 'Cold Ice Castle', please go to the 'Tianshan' Forgetful Peak, and I will give you an explanation!"

With that, he turned around and left. But seeing Mo Xi and Mo Nu suddenly stepped forward, one pointed to the "Fu Rabbit Hole" between his legs, and the other pointed to the "Quchi Hole" on his arm, Yu Liuli only felt that his body was numb, and he lay down on the ground.

This change of lightning and flint, Yu Liuli was unexpected. But I heard Mo Xi say with a slight anger: "Ignorant girl, don't you know the principle of 'salute first and then soldier'?" Mo said angrily on the side, "Hey", and said with a smile: "The rules set by the ancestor should really be messing around, if this girl is a few percent higher in cultivation and has bad intentions, you and I may not even be able to pass the 'ceremony' level." ”

It turned out that the "Huailing School" founder of the "Idle Daoist" was the most important etiquette and Taoism, and set up rules at the beginning of the school, where the Huailing disciples and people used martial arts, they needed to be treated with the way of "salute first and then soldier", Mo Xi and Mo Nu did not use real martial arts, but only had a little discussion with Yu Liuli, and then when the two of them finished the rules of the door, they all felt that this woman was light and outstanding, and in order to prevent her from escaping, she was immediately restrained.

But seeing that Yu Liulimei's eyes showed an indescribable cold look, the Mo brothers glanced at each other, and they all felt stunned, and hurriedly looked away. Mo Nu smiled and said, "Don't worry, girl, we won't touch you until Senior Brother Xiang comes." He ran for a long time, and when he saw a pot of tea in front of the white-shirted man in front of him, he was thirsty, so he wanted to reach out to get it, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Brother Tai, borrow a sip of tea from you." ”

saw the man in white shirt slowly stretch out his left hand and put it on the back of Mo Nu's hand slightly. Mo was angry, but felt a strange hot true qi rushing in from the "Yang Chi Acupoint" in his right hand, and hurriedly withdrew his hand. The man in the white shirt took a sip of Biluochun, but he didn't look back, and said lightly: "You take care of the tea yourself, what's the difference between asking and not asking?"

Mo Nu couldn't help but feel a surprise in his heart, and exclaimed: "Who is Your Excellency, forgive Mo for being angry and presumptuous." But seeing the man in white shirt turn around and sit down, he smiled slightly: "The name is cheap, and it can't be compared with 'Chang Xihou'." It's really not enough to worry about it, so it's better not to mention it. ”

Everyone saw that this man had a thin face, a section of white hair between his temples, two gray-white beards hanging from his lips, and a very thick cinnabar red mole behind his left ear, which was very conspicuous.

Mo Nushi saw him make a move, he knew that his cultivation was extraordinary, but his "Haoyang Gong" could not stop the white shirt's man's yang hot true qi, and he felt that this person was strange and suspicious, so he couldn't help but be secretly vigilant, and said with a smile at the moment: "Your Excellency raises love, Mo is really unbearable." I wonder if my brother would be interested in having a discussion with me?"

The man in the white shirt waved his hand and said lightly: "In the low martial arts, how dare you compete with the master of Huai Ling?" Mo Xi had already faintly seen the clues on the side of the two, and when he saw the man in the white shirt speaking slowly and logically, he was very annoyed, and immediately slapped his right palm at him, and shouted in his mouth: "Talking like a mother-in-law, annoying people, I don't like to meet you, look at the palm!"

Mo Xi's palm name is called "rain falls into snow", which seems to be a great force, but it is all a false move, firstly, because of the rule of "salute first and then soldier", and secondly, I think that if this person is really not good at martial arts, he can also make his palm power free to retract. But seeing that the man in the white shirt picked up the teacup in his palm, his left hand stretched out suddenly, as if he had conjured up countless palms, and hit Mo Xi's elbow.

Mo Xi was secretly surprised, and said, "How does this person know that my move is based on elbows?" hurriedly changed his move to "drizzle silently", the bottom of his palm sank, his elbow was slightly closed, and he went straight to the middle of the man in white shirt. The man in the white shirt picked up his left palm, caught Fang Cai's teacup, and stabbed Mo Xi's wrist with his right hand.

Mo Xi only felt that his moves were suddenly restricted, and he became more and more surprised, as if his moves were all seen through by him, and he immediately moved his body and retreated a few steps. Because the man in the white shirt was sitting upright on the wooden bench, and his feet did not move for half a minute, it was difficult to stab Mo Xi with his right palm. But seeing a hint of a smile on his face, he raised a glass of tea and drank tea, which was very leisurely.

Everyone only felt that the two of them had changed their tricks several times, and their palms went back and forth several times, which was dizzying. The Huailing disciples present all knew that Mo Xi had been immersed in his hands for nearly thirty years, and his palm technique was exquisite, even Xiang Chuge, the head of this sect, sighed to himself, and he should be accustomed to making such moves.

However, this man in a white shirt seems to be weak, and his palm-held attainments are on par with him, which is really amazing. When Mo Nu watched from the sidelines of the two of them, he secretly thought in his heart that the people above the rivers and lakes were proficient in palm arts, but he couldn't guess who this white-shirted man was.

Mo Xi was frustrated with his palm moves, and he couldn't help but feel slightly frustrated in his heart, and he snorted in his nose at the moment, and said indignantly: "Your Excellency is so hard-working, how can you be so modest, do you look down on our Mo family brothers?"

The man in the white shirt took the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and said: "How dare you in the next place, the contemptible person and the two have no grievances and no hatred, how can you say this? It's just that I have some relationship with this woman in white below, I don't know if I can look at the thin face of the contemptible person and unravel this woman's acupoint?"

Mo Nu heard this, and laughed: "Could it be that you are the father of this girl?" Although his mouth was flamboyant, but when he heard that this person was actually related to this "Ice Castle", his heart couldn't help but tighten, and he immediately glanced at Mo Xi and gave him a look.

The man in the white shirt smiled faintly, shook his head and said: "It's because of an old man, and the reason for it is only afraid that he will say it, but I don't know if the 'Joy and Anger Twin Marquis' can be sold in the next favor?"

Mo Xi said in a loud voice: "This woman killed the disciple of this sect, it is really a serious offender of this sect, and now that the senior brother in charge of the sect has not arrived, how can the two of us hand it over to you privately?"

After hearing this, the man in white shirt put down the tea set in his hand, got up slowly, and said, "Since this is the case, then I have to offend." But seeing him flick his sleeves and sweep the two Huailing disciples, the two of them immediately collapsed to the ground. When everyone saw that he was suddenly in trouble and shot very quickly, they were all shocked. Yu Liuli was also very puzzled, this person himself had never seen it, but his martial arts were so strong, and he rescued him like this, and he didn't know what this person's intentions were.

Seeing him with his sleeves out, the Mo brothers had already knocked down six Huai Ling disciples in the blink of an eye, and they couldn't help but step forward and shouted in unison: "Don't hurt people's lives!"

But seeing Mo Nu propping his hands on the ground, his body spun, his feet were like cones, and he made a move to "break the sky", and went straight to the man in white shirt. And Mo Xi jumped up, struck with both palms, and attacked the white-shirted man's side. When the two brothers saw that this person was attacking their own disciples, they didn't care about the rules of the sect and attacked with all their might.

The man in the white shirt raised his sleeves, and his arms came out together, as if there were seven or eight more arms, one hand between Mo Nu's ankles, and the other hand against Mo Xi's palms. The Mo brothers felt that this person's hands were extremely hard, like copper and iron walls, and when they touched it, they suddenly felt pain. Seeing that the attack of the two was slowing down, the man in the white shirt immediately separated each other, and the cuffs were smart, and he knocked down four people again.

The Mo brothers fought with them with their palms and feet, only to feel that this person's arm kung fu was like the gate of Shura, which was difficult to break, and he couldn't even hurt his fur, but the man in white shirt was constantly subduing the Huai Ling disciples beside him. The three of them made more than 40 moves back and forth, and the man in the white shirt had already counted all the Huailing disciples. The Mo brothers only felt that they had never met such an opponent since they became a teacher, and they all felt a lot of emotion in their hearts.

Mo Xi's eyes seemed to be spurting blood, and he said angrily: "Who are you?" The man in the white shirt was silent, but his cuffs moved slightly. The Mo brothers were afraid that this person had a hidden weapon hidden in his sleeve, so they hurriedly retreated to protect the vital points around him. The two of them saw that nothing shot out of the cuffs of the man in white shirts, and they couldn't help but be surprised, but they suddenly felt a strange hot true qi in their waists suddenly rushed in, and their feet under their waists became weak.

The "Xuanyin Gong" in Mo Xi's body is still able to resist it. But as soon as Mo Nu's "Haoyang Gong" encountered the true qi of this white-shirted man, it was like a river embankment bursting, and his whole body couldn't help but feel numb and collapsed to the ground. Mo Xi exclaimed, "Big brother!", and regardless of the man in white shirt, he hurriedly stepped forward to take a look. But he heard Mo Nu smile bitterly: "Second brother, don't worry, you can't die, you just can't move." When Mo Xi heard this, his heart was wide, and he wanted to get up, but he felt that he was being taken a little under his ribs, and he stumbled under his feet, and he half-knelt on the ground.

The man in the white shirt stretched out his cuffs, turned around and sat on the wooden stool of the right person, slowly raised the cup, drank tea by himself, and praised: "The Mo brothers, who are known as the 'happy and angry shuanghou' in the rivers and lakes, really have some kung fu, and the old man only looks down on you with a finger." But the two of them saw that the man was no more than forty years old, but he called himself "old man", and he only felt funny at the moment.

But seeing Mo angrily, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly exclaimed, "Could it be that you are the Red Flame Demon Lord?!"