Deng Tongtian would never have thought that Xiao Fan and Xin Lin, who lived in the same room, would actually practice their own exercises. Xiao Fan sat down cross-legged on the wooden bed, pinching the trick with both hands, and his breathing soon became steady and long, and there was basically no obvious boundary between one breath and one inhale. Xin Lin pulled up a thin red rope on the two corners of the room, and with a slight touch of the lotus foot, her body flew up lightly, lying on the red rope, holding her chest with her hands, and gradually adjusting her breathing. The red rope was no thicker than the pinky finger at most, but it didn't hinder it at all.

The house was quiet, and only the faint sound of Xin Lin's heartbeat could be heard, and as for Xiao Fan, he couldn't even hear the heartbeat.

Deng Tongtian would never have imagined that in the dead of night, a dark shadow slowly approached his wooden house. The black shadow was extremely emaciated, and under the faint moonlight, the long hair of the black shadow fluttered and fluttered in the cold night wind, looking indescribably eerie and terrifying.

With Deng Tongtian, he didn't even notice anything unusual at all.

The shadow gradually came to the fence of the hut and stood there steadily, without any other movement.

"Brother Yan, visiting late at night, what do you have to teach you?"

Suddenly, another figure appeared at one end of the fence, asking softly, in a soft, unsalient tone.

It was Xiao Fan.

Standing outside the fence, it is naturally Yanxi Building.

Not far away, Xin Lin stood vividly in the night.

Although the moonlight was extremely dim, Xiao Fan could still see that Yan Xilou's expression was still sluggish, no different from the daytime, and Xiao Fan's questioning was unheard, as if he was sleepwalking.

Xiao Fan's eyebrows raised slightly, and a look of surprise passed over his face, as if he was a little strange about Yan Xilou's situation.

"Brother Yan, if you don't mind, I'll take your pulse, okay?"

Xiao Fan approached slowly, still unhurriedly.

Yan Xilou still didn't have any reaction.

Xiao Fan stretched out his right hand and slowly leaned forward, his expression was unprecedentedly solemn, his left hand was across his chest, and he faintly put on a defensive jiashi.

Xin Lin, who had been watching the situation here, showed a slightly surprised expression on her pretty face.

She rarely saw Xiao Fan pose like this. Although Xin Lin didn't see Xiao Fan shoot much, any time he made a move in the past, Xiao Fan was so tidy and light.

Yanxi Building still didn't move.

Just when Xiao Fan's right hand was about to touch his veins, the change was steep, and Yan Xilou suddenly moved, his slender five fingers suddenly bent like a hook, ignoring Xiao Fan's palm stretched out in front of him, and suddenly raised his arm, grabbing Xiao Fan's face door like lightning.

A subtle, but extremely piercing, sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

Between the two, the distance is only one arm's length, such a short distance, Yan Xilou made such a terrible sound of breaking the air as soon as he moved his hand, which shows how strong the strength of this grasp is, and how fast the action is.

Xin Lin's eyes narrowed suddenly.

During the day, she also vaguely felt that Yan Xilou was not an "ordinary madman", and in his extremely thin body, there seemed to be some kind of unknown secret. But he didn't expect that Yan Xilou would have a unique skill and shoot fiercely. Xin Lin said to herself, if she suddenly encountered such a rapid attack, it was not completely impossible to attack with an attack, but the safest way to deal with it was to immediately retreat, avoid the opponent's sharpness and then counterattack.

However, Xin Lin also knows that Xin Lin is Xin Lin, and Xiao Fan is Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan seemed to have been prepared for Yan Xilou's fierce attack, and his right hand, which was probing forward, also changed its angle in an instant, and pointed like a halberd, pointing directly at the Quchi point at the bend of Yan Xilou's arm, and the speed was also extremely fast. When Yan Xilou made a move, his arm was still some distance away from Xiao Fan's face door, but Xiao Fan's palm was close to his arm, if Yan Xilou insisted on grabbing his face door, Qu Chi would definitely be hit by Xiao Fan first.

Yan Xilou didn't wait for the move to be old, he took the tiger claw back and retorted at Xiao Fan's vein, and at the same time another majestic sound of breaking the sky sounded, Yan Xilou's right hand also raised, and the palm slashed Xiao Fan's chest, but the castration was not extremely fast, compared to the dazzlingly fast movement of his left hand, the palm of his right hand seemed too slow, but the strength of the palm made Xin Lin, who was standing a few steps away, clearly feel it.

There was a faint sound of thunder.

"Five Thunder Palms!"

Xin Lin exhaled softly.

Qimiao Palace is one of the most mysterious sects on the rivers and lakes, Xin Lin, as the contemporary saint of Qimiao Palace, when she was very young, the elders of the sect talked to her about the stories of the various sects on the rivers and lakes and the inheritance of martial arts.

The "Five Thunder Palms" are among them.

It is said that the five thunder palms are the unique martial arts in the southwest Miaojiang area, the inheritance is extremely long, both yin and yang, both internal and external, a move is issued, the wind and clouds change suddenly, the thunder shakes, and the famous palm power shocks the rivers and lakes. The descendants of each generation of five thunder palms are not out of the rivers and lakes, and once they come out of the rivers and lakes, they will definitely move the world.

However, the elders of Qimiao Palace also said that since the early days of the Republic of China, the Five Thunder Palms have been extinct in the rivers and lakes. For decades, I have never seen the descendants of the authentic Five Thunder Palms on the rivers and lakes. It is the heir of the side school of the Five Thunder Palms, and occasionally appears on the rivers and lakes.

For example, the red sand palm, even if it is a side branch of the five thunder palms, the main way to take the fierce road, and the cultivation of the outer door palm method has also obtained the essence of the five thunder palms, but the internal strength is far behind. The internal strength can't keep up, and it can't reach the realm of anode and yin, rigidity and softness, compared with the authentic five thunder palms, after all, it is inferior, and it is inferior.

But I never thought that I would see the "Five Thunder Palms" again in this remote cottage.

Of course, Xin Lin was just a bystander, and did not directly fight with Yan Xilou, and he only listened to the elders of the Five Thunder Palms talk about some of the situations when he made the move, and he was not very sure whether Yan Xilou used the purest Five Thunder Palm Kung Fu.

But just from the strength emitted by Yan Xilou's palm at this moment, it can be perceived, so amazing, even Xiao Fan is concentrating on it. If this is not the most authentic Five Thunder Palm inheritance, then how terrifying should the real Five Thunder Palm lineage be? How amazing should the palm power be?

Between the lightning and the fire, Xiao Fan's right hand index two fingers had already been pointed on Yan Xilou's left arm, but unfortunately deviated from Quchi Acupoint by three points, only slightly blocking Yan Xilou's left arm, and his fingers turned suddenly, and pointed directly at Yan Xilou's right arm Daling Acupoint.

If the moonlight is dim, ordinary people can almost only see two vague figures, not to mention the other party's approach, but I am afraid that I can't even see my arms clearly. Xiao Fan pointed to the acupuncture points on Yan Xilou's arm every time, and it was not the slightest difference.

The accuracy of the recognition of the acupuncture points and the speed of the action are breathtaking.

The majestic palm power of the five thunder palms blew his hair up and up, but Xiao Fan didn't realize it.

Yan Xilou's expression on his face was still sluggish, but the changes in his hands were extremely fast, seeing that Xiao Fan was changing his moves faster than him, his right palm was half rolled out and recovered, and his left hand was still like a hook, attacking Xiao Fan's right ribs.

In the dark night, the slender Yan Xilou's long hair was flying, his arms were waving, his right palm was hooked in his left hand, and the attack was like a storm, as if a demon god had crossed over from the ancient dark shijie, fierce and demonic.

A mist gradually rose above his head, and it was obvious that he had pressed all his strength.

The dull sound of wind and thunder completely enveloped Xiao Fan.

However, no matter how violent Yan Xilou's attack was, Xiao Fan always stood like a rock, his left hand was guarded in front of his chest, and his right arm was waving, like a dragon, in Yan Xilou's endless palm wind claw shadow, it came and went suddenly, as fast as lightning, and the two fingers in the food did not leave the acupoints on Yan Xilou's arms again and again. Yan Xilou was extremely jealous of Xiao Fan's two fingers, and every time he didn't wait for the old moves, he hurriedly changed his moves, never letting Xiao Fan's fingers hit his acupuncture points.

Xin Lin's expression returned to calm and indifferent.

In fact, this contest did not last too long.

The so-called "the wind never ends, the rain never ends", Yan Xilou exerted all his strength, and the internal force consumption was extremely dramatic, not to mention that he was a patient after all, after a fierce attack, the movement finally slowed down slightly, and a small flaw was revealed in his chest.

This small flaw is fleeting, and if you change to another opponent, you will not be able to deal with his offensive with all your might, let alone seize this flaw and then counterattack.

But his opponent is Xiao Fan.

In the midst of this lightning and fire, Xiao Fan shouted softly, and the two fingers of his right hand forced Yan Xilou's hands away, and the left hand that had been stopped on his chest suddenly moved, and the halberd pointed forward, hitting the tail point on Yan Xilou's chest.

Yan Xilou's whole body shook violently, his arms suddenly froze in the air, and after a while, he hung down weakly.

"Brother Yan, offended. I have no ill intentions. ”

Xiao Fan said slightly apologetically, and his right hand reached out and grabbed the veins of Yanxi Building.

The tail acupoint is the Ren pulse acupoint, where the heavenly qi of the Ren pulse heat dissipation meets, Xiao Fan's finger, the real power is drumming, and the Haoran righteous qi instantly penetrates into Yan Xilou's body, which is harmless to his body, but makes him temporarily unable to move.

Yan Xilou was silent, there was no abnormal movement, and his face was dull as usual.

Xiao Fan carefully probed the pulse of Yanxi Building, bowed his head slightly, and slowly retreated.

After a while, Yan Xilou's body shook slightly, his hands and feet moved, and he didn't look at Xiao Fan, he walked forward slowly, walked past Xin Lin silently, and gradually disappeared into the dark night.

"How?"

Xin Lin glanced at the place where Yanxi Tower disappeared and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Fan frowned slightly, and said: "It should be poisoning, it is very likely to be a very powerful miasma, maybe there is more than one." Aunt Jiu was affected, so she got sick. ”

"Then Weishenme Yandonglou was not infected?"

Xin Lin was slightly puzzled.

"Yan Xilou's martial arts are strong, his internal strength is profound, and the miasma is suppressed in his body. Yan Donglou is younger than Aunt Jiu, in the prime of life, and has strong physical resistance. Aunt Jiu takes care of Yanxi Building's daily life every day, and has more contact, she is old and frail, her qi and blood are weak, and it is normal to be infected. ”

Xin Lin nodded and said suspiciously: "I don't know where his miasma is contaminated, it's so powerful...... Is there a way to help him? ”

Xiao Fan pondered for a moment and said, "The solution to the poison may be found, but the key is that we don't have time now." ”

Xin Lin was silent.

"The five thunders are unique in the world, and they live up to their reputation."

Xiao Fan walked slowly towards the wooden house and sighed softly.

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