Chapter 254 Remake Old Things

As soon as Xiongfeng's words were finished, Chu Xiong also laughed: "Who dares to kill you with me, Chu Xiong!"

The voice was intertwined with roughness and excitement and cheerful eyes. At this time, when he was already very nervous, he suddenly became happy to escape from death, and among them, heroes cherished each other.

"With my hero, there will be you, Chu Xiong!" The strong wind has drunk and drunk with the landing of the wine pot.

"I didn't expect that Chu Xiong was really you? Have you forgotten how you were defeated by Xiongfeng? Is a generation of underworld heroes willing to bow to a twenty-year-first? Li Mei suddenly didn't see the treacherous and strange expression and tone.

"Haha, I admire Xiong's younger brother's character. He has been the survival of the fittest since ancient times, and I, Chu Xiong, have gone against the road all my life and will always go back to the right path. You little people will not understand this truth."

Hearing this, Li Mei and three others all looked disdainful.

"Well, don't talk nonsense with them. It's time to solve them." Xiongfeng said that there was not much time left for them.

Chu Xiong responded, "Leave Li Mei to me. I have long wanted to deal with this guy and take back the blood sword." After saying that, Chu Xiong looked at Li Mei coldly and said.

"Look for death!" Li Mei first stood up with a giant sword, and the other two people beside her came to wrap Xiongfeng on both sides. They were not afraid of Xiongfeng, who had already been seriously injured.

However, it is whether Chu Xiong can suppress Li Mei's blood sword.

In the face of Li Mei's electric stone fire moves, Chu Xiong displayed the "wind" formula in the "flower flying broken stone" body method. His slender body hung upside down, like willow floating, and the long sword in his hand poured out ten times of the true air.

As soon as Chu Xiong put out his sword, Li Mei immediately felt vaguely inappropriate. Sure enough, Chu Xiong's sword moves were invincible, and a blue light burst out to disperse the oncoming wind and clouds. But after the cold wind, there was a sudden inhalation, like a dark hurricane roaring to squeeze out his blood sword. At this time, he had to come back.

However, Li Mei's strength as Geyang Tuyuan's nephew and disciple is certainly extraordinary. At this time, he will also be anxious to make wisdom. The swordsmanship changed from "wind roar" to "firelight". People like a gyro disease turned into a firelight, shooting up to the sky with the momentum of inhaling back and breaking free from the confinement. He floated lightly in the air like a leaf, and the blood sword was held horizontally in his hand, but it was covered with a layer of starlight.

This firelight is the essence of the blood sword, and it is naturally caused by the wind just now. Chu Xiong's true spirit rushed, and the sword "Zizi" sounded, and a faint blue fog appeared. Suddenly, the spark of the blood sword disappeared instantly.

The formation of the two has stopped at this time, as if they have disappeared in the wind, thunder and lightning, as if nothing had happened before, but the red fog was sad and hazy, sinking in silence.

The Xiongfeng here also solved the other party with only two moves.

At this time, a white cold fog rose in front of him, and a black figure gradually appeared in the fog. He sneered and said, "What a Chu Xiong, Xiongfeng, it seems that he will work for me to clean you with his own hands."

If Li Mei wants to escape from Chu Xiong, it will probably take a lot of energy to change the medicine, and now she will not miss the time to get the sword.

"Thank you for your help, otherwise I will definitely die today!" Xiongfeng said directly on his knees.

"Haha, you're welcome. I still hope you can replace me one day..." Halfway through the words, Chu Xiong picked up Xiong Feng or hid his words.

"Brother Chu, if you have something to say, I will definitely do it for you as long as I can do it."

"Good! With your words, even if it's worth it to be a horse for you..."

"Brother Chu is serious. Let's talk about it clearly."

"My wife was arrested back to Mo Cao Daxian because she and I escaped from the evil immortal religion. They put down their words and said that as long as I go back to die, I will definitely hand over my wife. Otherwise, my wife will be locked up all the time.

"It's right to go to the evil immortal religion with Brother Chu..."

"Well, I know Cao Daxian's style. Even if I go there, my wife must have died in front of me before killing me to punish my escape. They haven't come to me these years. I know that my wife is still there. When my wife is away, it is when they come to me. But in order to keep my wife Lampa from dying like this, I have been working hard..." Chu Xiong couldn't help crying here.

"I'm really sorry that she has suffered with me since she was a child. Five years later, she is still insisting in order not to let me die... My efforts over the years have been for her, so I don't hesitate to kill local rich families to seize funds and expand my strength to recruit talents... But when I met you, I knew that it was difficult for me to deal with even one of his city owners, not to mention Cao Daxian.

At this time, Xiongfeng also remembered that when they jointly defeated Moyun with the mixed yuan, the iron flute beggar and the eight-step monk, they already knew that the strength of the other party was so strong.

"Brother Chu, you are really a rare good man."

"Brother Xiong, your strength is far above me, but as long as you pay more attention, you can further improve."

"How do you say this?" The majestic wind is surprised.

"That's right, but first you have to get your home's Universe Movement," Chu Xiong said earnestly.

"The universe is moving?"

"Yes, the innate creation of the demon religion and your family's universe are originally the same, and the two are complementary."

"If that's true," Chu Xiong, who looked at him, didn't want to lie, and he didn't look like it at all.

"Is it difficult for you to practice further now? Is there no premonition of a breakthrough at all?

"This is really what you said. There is such a point, but... No one has been able to practice since the original picture of my family's Qiankundong, and... I can't see why."

"Haha, this is the strength of the top martial arts secrets. You still need to further experience it. No one can help you, and ordinary people can't help you with your understanding. I believe you!"

The sunset reflects the sky.

In the Siwu Cave behind the Shaolin Temple.

Yang Jing lit the candle and was alone. The silence was a little terrible. Yang Jing's horror did not come from the darkness. He felt a horrible existence in the depths of the cave. Whenever it was dark, he always stared at himself in the depths. At first, Yang Jing was still complaining that there was a ghost here! But after fighting with him once, Yang Jing also had the expectation of conquering him.

After half a month of practicing the palm on the wall, Yang Jing has also learned half of it, but he still dares not step into the bottom of the cave.

But tonight he completely felt the danger, and he seemed to be looking at himself. Yang Jing stared at it. He was vaguely a middle-aged man. This middle-aged man was thin and long, with a white face and slightly close eyes, which was quite elegant. The Zen stick in his hand is about three feet long and round in color. At a sight, you will know that it must be a psychic treasure.

Although the man's clear face is not clear, Yang Jing has understood that it is not easy to be with him. However, in terms of momentum, only the abbot can stand side by side. As for Xuanqing, Xuanyuan is no longer worth mentioning.

Yang Jing thought about it and said, "It seems that he is the medicine box that I challenged, but it seems that I am more or less auspicious today. But since he is targeted, I, Yang Jing, naturally won't give up.

He looked up, and there was a red light. Where did he see?

He took a deep breath, threw away all kinds of distractions, and replied loudly, "You are worthy of being a master, but a virtual shadow makes people feel great pressure."

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly opened, and Yang Jing was shocked by the two sharp cold light. If his skills were slightly worse, he might be frightened by this power. Yang Jing was kind and confident, and he refused to show weakness to him. He also looked at the man with his eyesight.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect that Yang Jing could not change his color under his aggressive divine light, and could confront him with his eyes. At present, after eliminating his power, his eyes returned to normal and laughed and said, "You can know the mystery of this array, and naturally you can know my origin. Yes, I was the first of the four guardians of the magic religion in those years! At that time, I hid here and wanted to steal the infinite Buddha palm on the wall, but I was found by an old monk and sealed in the cave. Although they could clean up my bones, they could not clean up my soul. They didn't expect that I had practiced the infinite Buddha palm soul to the point of immortality!"

"The soul will not die for a hundred years? So what, once you get out of this cave, you will definitely disappear. What are you doing?" Yang Jing talked about it.

"Good boy, don't you seem stupid, but when I talked to you before, I found that although your great compassionate hand and Yijinjing had been able to reach a great perfection, if I add the infinite Buddha's palm and my thunder and lightning two killers, I can barely kill you, believe it?" Fengya touched his beard and said seriously.

"What, is it good for you to kill me? Can you come back to life?" Yang Jing laughed and said that there was no sense of fear at all. Instead, he talked to the middle-aged man half jokingly.

"Hahaha, good boy, let me ask you? Who is the master of heaven and earth teaching today?

"Ouyang Hongmen." Yang Jing talked about it, but speaking of this horrible top figure, there was a trace of fear in his heart. Maybe he would die in his hands in the future.

"That boy? What about bullying the sky?" The middle-aged man said.

"I died early. I don't know anything about your demon religion. Since ancient times, good and evil have been uncontiguous. You know." Yang Jing stretched out and said.

"What a good and evil. I remember that Ouyang Hongmen has been cruel since he was a child, but being the leader is not enough for him. As a dead person, there is no need to distinguish between good and evil. Boy, since you have learned how to work on the wall, have you encountered any difficulties?

"It seems that it's getting harder and harder."

"If you make me a teacher, I will definitely teach you, how about it?"

"Go! I am a layman disciple of Shaolin Temple. How can I worship you as a teacher? I don't think I can learn it without you teaching me for a month!"

"Hahaha, young people are ignorant. You should know that it took me ten years to learn this infinite Buddha's palm. Shaolin Mo said that in ten years, no one will learn it in a hundred years. Since you have learned the great compassionate hand and the Yijinjing, it is enough to prove your strength, but it seems impossible for a month."

"It's impossible and won't learn from you." After saying that, Yang Jing pretended to fall asleep.

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