Coo-goo-goo......

The cold wind blows, bringing a hint of chill. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The strange roars of some beasts echoed in the wind.

"Poof!"

As soon as he opened his eyes, Pang Ban involuntarily spat out a mouthful of black blood, and the choking smell of blood spread in an instant. Frowning his sword eyebrows, Pang Ban glanced at the blood clot on the ground, but he didn't care, he still paid more attention to the surroundings.

On the surface, it looks like nothing, but in fact, Pang Ban at this moment has been nervous and vigilant to the extreme, and his face is even more difficult to see. The slightly squinted eyes flickered, but it looked like a sense of distraction. In my mind, I kept replaying the previous scene.

For a long time, Pang Ban laughed bitterly.

Since he worshipped Meng Chixing's master, the most powerful person in his Pang Pan's life was naturally his master, and after he completed the "Tibetan Secret Wisdom Book", he reached a realm that his master Meng Chixing did not reach. In the martial arts, it can be said that the blue is better than the blue, and the teacher is invincible. Even when he was invited out of the mountain by the royal family to deal with the legendary person, Pang Ban did not have the slightest fear, but he also had the intention of discussing with Zhang Sanfeng.

Therefore, it was in this posture that he came to visit Mingjiao.

But this confidence was shattered twice in succession today.

Yes.

Twice.

It is better to be famous than to meet, and it is better to meet than to be famous.

This time, Pang Ban seemed to have returned to the obscure scene when he saw his family teacher Meng Chixing. Three moves, just three moves, completely knocked him into a desperate situation, and almost died on the spot.

If it weren't for the man's distraction in the middle of the way, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to come back today.

However, this narrow escape did not make Pang Ban feel any joy, because the red figure that followed broke his confidence again.

To be honest, the duel with the legend, even if it directly broke Pang Ban's invincible mentality, it does not mean that he does not have the slightest receipt, and if he can escape from those three moves, Pang Ban naturally has a certain amount of receipt.

Three moves, simple but not simple moves.

Let Pang Ban touch the slightest thing he wanted to touch, maybe the man had reached the realm of the Shattered Void. If he returned safely, Pang Ban said to himself that he could get further from the receipt of this confrontation, but the second red figure became the last straw that crushed.

Red Shadow ......

The right hand involuntarily touched his forehead, and he didn't find any problems on it, and he also checked it, and found no other problems except for the serious injuries he received. But this failure to find a problem made Pang Ban nervous and worried.

This concern is even worse than when facing the Ming Sect Master.

He had a feeling that the red figure was only doing something to him. But what makes Pang Ban desperate is that he can't perceive anything.

For the first time, Pang Ban had a skeptical attitude towards his own martial arts.

The thought has come to mind, and it can be called deadly.

Could it be that the "Hidden Secret Intelligence Book" really can't reach that realm?

Everything that happened today has told Pang Ban a truth, the height that his own martial arts "Tibetan Secret Intelligence Book" can reach. Even if he had cultivated it to a level that Meng Chixing had not reached, he still had no power to fight back against that person.

There is a limit to martial arts.

The Four Great Wonder Books are rumored to have the ability to reach the Shattered Void, but in the past countless years, Pang Ban has only heard of the God of War Catalogue and the Heavenly Demon Strategy to make people achieve the Shattered Void, but Cihang Jingzhai's Sword Book and Daomen's Immortal Recipe do not.

Regardless of whether it was due to the practitioner's qualifications or anything else, Pang Ban was already sure that he had reached the upper limit of what the Secret Book of Wisdom could achieve. Just like Taizu's long fist, the upper limit of the "Tibetan Secret Wisdom Book" determines his height.

With the "Hidden Secret Intelligence Book" alone, he did not have the courage to stand in front of the other party again.

In a trance, Pang Ban's eyes seemed to appear the words that Meng Chixing had warned him.

"Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa!"

Repeated, Pang Ban's face was straight, as if he had made a decision in his heart, and the spirit of the whole person showed an indomitable determination: "Yue Yuan." ”

Don't break it, don't stand it!

How can a martial artist be cowardly and retreat?

Turning his head and glancing in the direction of Guangming Peak again, Pang Ban forcibly endured his injuries and left without looking back.

Long.

The cold wind is blowing again.

Roll up a remnant of a leaf, sweeping away the little residual smell of blood that filled the air.

And at this time, a figure appeared at some point.

Petite, the red monk's robe was constantly inspiring in the wind, and he was a young lama. The boy's eyes were leisurely, and a pair of clear pupils reflected everything in the distance. At the end of his gaze was the direction in which Pang Ban had disappeared.

"Saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter."

With his hands folded, the little lama said in a deep voice: "You and I will meet next time." After the words fell, and after chanting the Buddha's name, the little lama turned his head in the cold wind and walked slowly in the direction of Guangmingding.

……

Bright top.

The battle ended in nothing.

The high-level members of the Ming Sect who did not completely surrender don't know what to pay attention to in their hearts at the moment. The only thing that made them sure again was that the martial arts of their new sect leader had reached the point of being unpredictable.

Who is the Magician Palace?

Under the explanation of Brother Liu Jishi, people who don't know well naturally understand the horror of this person from the Mobei Demon Gate.

It is not easy for a group of high-level people of Mingjiao to have the idea of sitting in a well and watching the sky.

But it was Pang Ban of the Demon Palace, and it was indeed in Yue Yuan's hands, and he almost didn't even make three moves. This kind of ending undoubtedly filled many people's minds with despair, such as the purple-shirted dragon king Dai Qisi, she felt that she was afraid that her mother and son might not be able to get out completely.

The slight change in the purple-shirted Dragon King's complexion did not escape Liu Ji's sight.

As for Yang Xiao, the left envoy of light, there has not changed in the slightest, it seems that his mind is not more here, but on his daughter Yang Buregret and Ji Xiaofu. As for the others...... The change in expression was all taken into Liu Ji's eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking, except for his senior brother.

After a few casual comments, the high-ranking members of the Ming Sect returned to their rooms.

Room.

Yue Yuan sat quietly at the table, holding a wine glass in his hand, silently.

The wine glass made of white jade had already been filled with fine wine, and the wine in the cup was exuding an attractive aroma at the moment, but Yue Yuan didn't have any intention of drinking at this time.

Staring intently at the wine in the wine glass, Yue Yuan was losing his mind.

He's waiting.

Wait for the man to come.

Soon.

The person Yue Yuan was waiting for came.

For those who come, Guangming Dome is like his own Potala Palace, just like his own family.

With a creak, the door was slowly pushed open.

Meanwhile.

Yue Yuan also put down the wine glass, turned around, and looked at the visitor.

A dazzling red monk's robe.

He is like a child.

There is also the bald head that makes Yue Yuan feel extremely dazzling.

The lama who looks like a boy in front of him is the person Yue Yuan is waiting for, and he is also the direct descendant of him and Mo Chou.

Chuan Ying ...... No, Yue Ying's son.

Eagle Rim.

PS: Although there is an outline, it's still a little slow, a little bit of a hand, and I feel like I'm recovering it, and I'm only going to have one more today. (To be continued.) )