The wine has been drunk, so it's time to really fight hard. [.23[w]x.

Any prestige is useless at this time, and the key depends on one's own strength. If you don't have enough strength, then you can only take it for nothing and lose your own life.

Ding Chunqiu and You Tanzhi nodded to each other, and then attacked Xiao Feng left and right.

"These two can be described as old devils and clowns, and they are vulnerable. As soon as Duan Yu said this, two monks leaped out of the crowd behind him.

The person on the left is quite tall and has a solemn face, it is Gu Mozhi, he was beaten by Xuzhu with a big pine tree before, but he didn't expect to recover so quickly, and Tian came back shamelessly.

The monk on the right is an old man, with a shiny head, long eyebrows, a white beard and eyebrows, a tall and thin man, and a face wrinkled like orange peel.

The old monk held a slender scimitar with a blood-red body, and from time to time scraped the back of the scimitar on the bald head, perhaps such a shiny bald head was scraped out like this.

"It turned out to be a Blood Sword Monk!" Duan Yu exclaimed.

Of course he knew this old monk, he had seen a decisive battle between the Blood Knife Monk and the "Iron Bone Ink Calyx" Mei Niansheng's predecessors in the forests of Xiangxi, and that battle was a narrow victory for Mei Niansheng. After the Blood Sword Monk was defeated at that time, he went back with his disciples in a gloomy manner.

Unexpectedly, now he actually came to Shaomu Mountain, and it seems that he has already colluded with Hatama Zhi.

"Good North Qiao Feng, I heard that your eighteen dragons are the first in the world, so the little monk will use the Shaolin seventy-two stunts today to teach Xiao Daxia your high moves. Hatomo smiled with his hands folded.

Ouyang couldn't help but mutter, "Oh my God, trees don't need bark." There is no doubt that people will die, and they will be shameless and invincible in the world. Gu Mozhi is going to use this fake Shaolin seventy-two stunt to deceive again. ”

Xu Zhu glanced at the lineup of the enemies in front of him, and immediately decided to clean up Ding Chunqiu first. It's also good to avenge Master Wuyazi.

"Old Monster Ding, you do all kinds of evil, deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, take your life!" Xuzhu immediately flew out, like a flying crane.

Ding Chunqiu hadn't seen the decisive battle between Xuzhu and Jiu Mozhi before, so he didn't know how powerful Xuzhu had become now, and he wasn't afraid. With a wave of their feather fans, they greeted them, and they immediately made a gesture on the branches of the trees.

The martial arts and body skills of the Carefree School are really unique. It seems that the posture is elegant, relaxed and leisurely, but in fact, every move hides a murderous intention.

Xiao Feng saw that Xuzhu and Ding Chunqiu were fighting so fiercely, so he was surprised that Xuzhu seemed to be ordinary. The momentum is average. But with such good martial arts, I was blindsided.

You Tanzhi was extremely angry at this time, the enmity between his father and his second uncle, his displacement in the past half a year, and the mask just now was shattered by Xiao Feng's palm power, so that he was very embarrassed in front of tens of thousands of heroes. He no longer cares about Xiao Feng's might and profound martial arts, he plans to break the jar, even if he doesn't want his own rotten life, at least he will injure Xiao Feng.

As long as Xiao Feng is injured. Then there will always be a warrior who can kill him later, and You Tanzhi can see such an obvious truth. Immediately, as if eating something, the internal strength of the Yi Jin Sutra and the cold poison of the ice silkworm were promoted to the extreme.

Xiao Feng originally came to see Qingyou Tanzhi, thinking that it was just a clown, but now he has made a move, dismantled it twice, and was hit by his cold palm power and strong internal force, so his palm hurt a little, so he took it seriously.

Gu Mozhi smiled, immediately jumped over, and used one of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts like a shadowy leg, to attack from the side.

Xiao Feng is very stable with one enemy and two, the reason why he did not break out the eighteen palms of the dragon descending is because this trick is too laborious. He is quite wise and has a good sense of the overall situation, considering that there will be a succession of martial artists to besiege him later, so he has to retain his strength now, and use the solid Shaolin kung fu taught to him by Master Xuanku, who was previously at the foot of Shaolin Mountain, to deal with Gu Mozhi and You Tanzhi.

"Blood Knife Monk, last time you were completely defeated by the old Mei Nian monk, haven't you realized the power of the Central Plains master? Duan Yu sneered.

"Arrogant boy, how do you know me?" said the Blood Knife Monk in a hoarse and old voice.

"When you were in a decisive battle, I happened to pass by the forest in Xiangxi, and I inadvertently saw the scene of shameless begging for mercy after your defeat. Duan Yu said.

The blood knife monk was furious, and immediately raised the blood knife in his hand, and made a "snort" sound in the wind, which was almost a soft weapon, but the internal force was indestructible.

He was about to clean up Duan Yu, but Gu Mozhi turned around and shouted: "Hey, old man, we have discussed it, hurry up and bring Xiao Feng to the end, don't be a little unbearable, and make a big plan!"

The Blood Knife Monk heard Gu Mozhi's reminder, and suddenly woke up, although he was old, he had profound internal strength, and he was also a master of the innate golden pill, and he immediately flew up, like a goshawk in the snowy region.

A bloody knife with a whole body as red as blood, immediately enveloped Xiao Feng's sky like a storm.

"You sideways, just come on, why should I Xiao Feng be afraid?" Xiao Feng used his profound internal strength, superb tricks and heroic spirit to rush into the sky, with one enemy and three enemies, and he did not fall behind.

Gu Mozhi performed the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, and the various tricks were different, and You Tanzhi's cold ice palm was silver-white, and the sword light of the blood knife monk was dark red, Xiao Feng faced it with a golden palm, and the surrounding void was filled with all kinds of gorgeous light and shadow.

The clashing of fists and palms, as well as the sound of blades and palms clashing.

The surrounding ground is constantly cracking, and the paving slabs, which have not been damaged for hundreds of years, are so vulnerable.

The Shaolin Arhat Array, which was originally arranged, was also attacked by Gangfeng because of its proximity to the battlefield, and hurriedly retreated, so that the Arhat Array looked a little messy.

The heroes stared at the battle, shouting from time to time, according to the rules of martial arts, now is the time for the master duel, of course you can't rush up, what kind of system is that?

Besides, if they don't have to make a move, these masters in front of them can kill Xiao Feng, then they don't have to take risks at all, and they can watch the battle for a long time, why not?

Now there is another master standing in the middle of the field, and that is the famous Gusu Murong Fu.

"Uncle Duan, why don't I besiege Murong Fu with you and let him know what it means to be outnumbered?" Ouyang said with a smile.

"You don't have to be like this, you and Huang Xu'er go and stand with Brother Xiao's subordinates, Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry, if the group dares to launch a general attack later, you will charge in front and open the way. ”

Duan Yu said in high spirits: "As for Gusu Murong Fu, I have a one-year decisive battle agreement with him, and now it is almost time to make an appointment, so I have to see who is the final winner." ”

Ouyang and Huang Xu'er respectfully accepted the order and retreated to Yan Yun's eighteen horses. These are also upright and bold men, nodding and smiling at them, and then they are ready to act when the opportunity arises.

Duan Yu didn't have time to watch the battle between Xuzhu and Xiao Feng now, because the opponent he had to face was Murong Fu, which should not be underestimated.

I still remember that when Duan Yu first arrived in Jiangnan, he encountered Murong Fu in Yanziwu, and was defeated by his strong internal force and hundred swordsmanship at that time, and he was humiliated.

Later, Duan Yu improved his strength very quickly, and in the forest under the Ethereal Peak, Murong Fu was hit by Mrs. Li's quenching flying knife at that time, and he was restrained a lot, so he was not as prominent as Duan Yu's expression at that time.

However, from an objective point of view, fighting alone, Murong Fu's strength is difficult to guess, and he has now reached the Jindan realm.

After all, a year ago, he was a master in the late stage of the Innate Shidan realm, and it was normal for him to break through with his talent for such a long time.

Why did Murong Fu look so strange today, his eyes became more and more cold, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was quite weird. Duan Yu said with a puzzle in his heart.

"Duan Gongzi, have you made up your mind to wade into troubled waters today?" Murong Fu sneered.

"This is not a wading in troubled waters, for the sake of brotherhood, you ruthless people will not understand. Besides, today is just the completion of our one-year decisive contract, and we will win or lose. Duan Yu said.

"Very well, don't regret it. Murong Fu pulled out his long sword with a sonorous sound, but it was not the previous sword of the protector with many treasures inlaid on the scabbard, but a very narrow and sharp sword, almost a soft sword, as soon as this sword came out of the sheath, it "snorted" in the wind.

It can be seen that this sword is as soft as catkins, and it is extremely sharp, if there is such a cut on the body, it is estimated that a lot of blood will be shed.

"Young Master Murong, why don't you use the family heirloom sword to protect the country?" Duan Yu asked.

"Kill chickens with a knife, and suffer death. Murong Fu's voice was a little sharp, very different from before, his body technique was not as fast as before, and he stabbed a sword quickly, like a meteor crossing the night sky.

Duan Yu hurriedly pulled out the crimson long sword, and a crimson sword curtain appeared, and his strict tricks resisted Murong Fu's attack.

After dismantling it for a while, Duan Yu felt a lot of pressure and threat.

In general, the subtlety of Murong Fu's tricks actually didn't improve much, and he still used the hundred swordsmanship in the Water Pavilion that he was good at before. But Murong Fu's sword was too fast, two grades higher than before, and he looked at it in front and ignored it in the back.

Duan Yu understands that there has always been such a saying in the martial arts: In the world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

As long as the trick is not too bad, if the speed is fast to an extreme, then many flaws in the trick will be difficult for the enemy to find.

Even if a flaw is discovered by the enemy, it is difficult to seize the opportunity to take advantage of it.

Without paying attention, Duan Yu thought about it so much, he was hit by a sword in the shoulder, and he was immediately cut a cut, and blood flowed.

Duan Yu used the Freedom Resist Wind Technique, stepped back a distance, stopped the injury with some blood, and said in a deep voice: "Your swordsmanship style is so familiar, is it a swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits?"

"Hmph, it's wrong, you might as well sue sù, I've already cultivated the Sunflower Treasure Book. It is the martial arts secret book that I got at the Taishan Martial Arts Conference. Murong Fu stared at Duan Yu and said. (To be continued......)