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"General, I'll teach him a lesson!" a weak middle-aged man clenched his fists and said coldly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His face was scorched, as if it had been smoked with sulfur, and his eyes were thin and small, and his gaze was cold, like the eyes of a snake, and he felt numb at the touch of it.

Xibi Zhi pondered: "Mr. Chang, Mr. Xiao came last time and defeated Li Gongzi, what do you think ......?"

Mr. Chang frowned, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, and said coldly: "Mr. Xiao is so clever, no wonder he has such a big breath, and he is about to learn!"

"Okay, Mr. Chang be careful!" Xibi Zhiyi patted the handrail and happily agreed.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "I'm not here to fight." ”

Xibi Zhi laughed and said: "Mr. Xiao, my subordinates, all of them are arrogant, Lao Tzu is the first in the world, it is rare to have a master like Mr. to come, you might as well give them some pointers, let them have a long insight, open their eyes, how about it?"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and did not comment: "I came here to let the general help deliver the message." ”

"Oh——?" Xibi Zhi was surprised.

Xiao Yuesheng had a smiling expression: "Actually, there are two ways to convey information, one is one and one is martial. ”

"I would like to hear about it!" Xibi Zhi was interested.

Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile: "One, it's the general who brings a message, this is grammar, and the other is the martial arts, making a big fuss in Yipintang, naturally sending out the letter, don't bother the general!"

"Haha, it's really a text and a martial arts!" Xibi Zhi laughed, without any worries.

Xiao Yuesheng's eyes swept away, and he smiled faintly, knowing that he had a killer weapon, so he was confident and not afraid.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "General Xibi has a far-reaching plan, and he has already calculated that Xiao will come to the door again, so he invited the master to wait?...... Hehe, why don't you come up and see you?!"

Xibi Zhi's face changed slightly, and he snorted: "Mr. Xiao is really smart, talking to smart people is interesting and effortless!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Hehe, you smart people are all doing the same, seeing that you are confident, how can you have no reason?"

Xibi Zhi stroked his palm and chuckled, and slapped it hard: "Okay, since Mr. Xiao guessed it, then please ask Mr. Li to see it!"

The door of the hall was dark, and a person floated in, his face was like a heavy jujube, a country-shaped face, Danfeng eyes, and between Gu Pan, the prism flickered, and it was terrifying.

At first glance, he seems to be in his forties, but there are vicissitudes between his eyebrows, which is somewhat similar to Xiao Yuesheng's temperament.

He floated in, his steps and body were calm, like a negative mountain, but his feet fell silently, Xiao Yuesheng saw it, his face was solemn, this person's body has reached the realm of lightness.

Xibizhi stood up, clasped his fists, and said solemnly: "Mr. Li, this is Mr. Xiao!"

"You are Xiao Guanchao?!" The middle-aged man turned to Xiao Yuesheng, and his eyes shot out, like two substantial lightsabers, with terrifying power.

Xiao Yuesheng was a powerful god, and he was not afraid of this kind of power, so he smiled lightly: "I am Xiao Guanchao, where is Your Excellency sacred?"

"I'm Yun'er's master!" the middle-aged man said lightly.

Xiao Yuesheng's eyes froze, and he frowned, Yun'er, he naturally knew that it was the young man who had done it with him before, who could use his sword, and among the younger generation, he was considered a top master.

Famous teachers produce high apprentices, and disciples are like this, and it is natural for their teachers to be smart.

He nodded: "I don't know what to learn?"

"Yun'er's death, did you do it?" The middle-aged man's eyes froze, as if he were substance, staring at Xiao Yuesheng, wanting to pierce the bottom of his heart.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Although he has done it, I didn't kill him." ”

"He's dead in your yard!" the middle-aged man said coldly.

Xiao Yuesheng raised her eyebrows: "I killed too many people, and I killed them, what's the big deal?!...... But I didn't kill it, and I will never confess...... Although your disciple died in my courtyard, someone else killed him!"

The middle-aged man sneered: "I thought that Yun'er's skills were not as good as others, and he died unjustly, but I didn't expect that he was a bad seed!"

Xiao Yuesheng frowned, a little impatient, and waved his hand: "Since you recognize it, it's useless for me to say more, just do it!"

He stood up and fluttered into the middle of the field.

"The surname is Xiao, fight me first!" the thin man from before shouted loudly, his scorched face flushed, and he stared at him deadly.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and beckoned: "You two are surnamed Suo!"

"Arrogant!" the middle-aged man sneered and took a step back to show that he wouldn't move.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him, and admired this man a little, the killing intent in his chest was boiling, but he was calm, and his kung fu was not inferior to himself.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, didn't say more, just beckoned, the thin man slammed it out, and with a punch, there was a sound of "whew", and it was fierce and fierce.

He looked thin and small, but he practiced masculine kung fu, and the eighteen divine hammer methods were all over Yipintang, and there were few opponents, which should not be underestimated.

Xiao Yuesheng's body did not move, his sleeves flicked, and he performed the magic trick of the robe, and the sleeves became weapons, which could be soft or hard, and they were unpredictable.

Performing the robe to subdue the magic skill, he only felt that the whole body was unspeakable, the internal force was like a pearl, and when he was driving, it was like an arm and a finger, which was unsatisfactory.

He knew in his heart that this was because of the cultivation of the Yijin Sutra.

Although he did not practice correctly, the internal force he cultivated was mellow and continuous, which was in line with the surname of Buddhism's internal strength, and he practiced the Yijin Sutra, which can pass the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, which is not a lie.

With a "bang", the thin man kicked and kicked, and took three steps back, his face turned red, as if he had covered a piece of red cloth.

Under his feet, several cracks appeared in the bluestone ground, which seemed to be cracks caused by a great drought.

Xiao Yuesheng immediately stepped forward, flicked his sleeves lightly, and then made the robe subdue the magic skill, soft as a spring breeze, understatement, and without any anger.

The thin man still didn't regain his breath, and he had no power to resist, and rushed straight out of the hall like a stone, flying far away and falling down, motionless.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, and suddenly felt a little lonely, he was really not interested in being majestic in front of these people, and his opponent was the old monk of Jiaye Rulai Temple.

He turned his head to look at the middle-aged man: "Your Excellency wants to do it too?"

The middle-aged man's face was solemn, he came to the front, his steps were slow, and with each step, the momentum on his body rose by a point, and the whole person kept getting bigger, as if he had become a giant Buddha.

His feet became heavier and heavier, and after three steps, his footprints were imprinted on the bluestone ground, from shallow to deep, first from half an inch, all the way to two inches, and ten steps came to Xiao Yuesheng.

He pressed the hilt of his sword with his right hand and slowly drew his sword: "I'll teach you swordsmanship!"

As soon as the sword body was revealed, the cold light shot out, as if the sun was beginning to appear in the early morning, and a golden light shot out, and the heavens and the earth seemed to light up.

"Qiang ......" a dragon groaned, the cold light was flourishing, and the room seemed to be bright and cold.

Xiao Yuesheng squinted his eyes slightly, motionless, just watching.

A sword appeared in front of everyone, and the cold light flickered and shook on the sword, as if it was a cold spring reflecting the sun, the light was bright and cold.

He shook slightly, and there was a "buzz" sound, and a green light burst out from the tip of the sword, condensed but not dispersed, motionless, as if the sword body had grown a section.

"Sword Mang!" the crowd whispered, excited even though they had seen it twice.

Under the sword, it is indestructible, but unfortunately, the last time Li Gongzi's skills were shallow, he still had no choice but to be born to Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng acted unrestrained, he was used to being strong, he would not listen to the other party, he wanted to compare the sword, he didn't use the sword, the Great Nirvana palm suddenly slammed, and with a move of his left hand, the palm force formed an invisible palm, and he grabbed it directly.

The middle-aged man was startled, and stabbed forward with his sword.

"——!Snort" A soft whistle, like a sound on the leather, was extremely weird.

Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows, this person was also alert and sensitive.

He didn't care, the Great Nirvana Palm was pierced so easily, and there was no name for recovering Nirvana, a sword stabbed down, as if nothing happened, wrapped towards his long sword.

Like a giant spirit palm wrapping the long sword in it, with a move of his left hand, the palm power of the Great Nirvana suddenly pulled, and the thick palm power burst out.

"Whew", the long sword took off his hand and came to his hand, the middle-aged man's face was pale, his right hand trembled slightly, and his nails oozed blood, dripping on the bluestone ground.

Xiao Yuesheng looked down at the sword, the cold light reflected his eyes, and he flicked his fingers lightly.

"Zheng ......" is full of clear sound, and it is endless.

He looked up at the middle-aged man, his expression was flat, revealing a little loneliness: "I don't want to kill people today, you can go!"

With a move of his right hand, a green light flew out of the middle-aged man's waist, and the dark green scabbard flew into his hand, and the sword was returned to the sheath and hung on his waist.

He turned around and shook his head at Xibi Zhi: "Next time, you might as well find a monk from Jiaye Rulai Temple!"

After saying that, he pushed violently with both palms, and the power of the Great Nirvana palm surged, and it was violently pushed towards Xibi Zhi, as fast as lightning.

"Bang ——!" There was a loud bang, and the mighty palm power rushed out, and Xibi Zhi couldn't react, and it was too late to hide, like a rag bag hitting the wall.

"——!Boom" Xibi Zhi slid down the wall, but the wall collapsed with a bang, the stones rolled, and the dust was filled, covering everyone's eyes.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and retreated, no one dared to stop him, and they all went to save Xibi Zhi, and let him easily get out of Yipintang.

(To be continued)