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She was lighter, fluttering, and landed in front of the old man. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The old man's eyes lit up, and he suddenly lit up, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, with this light skill, the little girl has enough weight to fight with the old man!"

"Please advise!" Ma Chunhua hugged her fists and saluted, her jade face sank sharply, and she said solemnly.

"You strike first!" the old man waved his hand and said with a big grin, his feet were not bad, his body was relaxed, and there were no flaws.

Ma Chunhua screamed, a powder-like fist rushed out, and a simple punch stepped up, running like a meteor, and it arrived in an instant.

"Hehe, it's okay!" the old man sighed twice, with a somewhat critical tone, his feet did not move, he turned slightly sideways, and let go of his right fist.

Ma Chunhuaqiong's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her fists spread out, turning into straight palms, flat and sharpened, extremely fast, like a scimitar.

"Huh?" the old man squatted down, tiptoeing a little, and stepped back a foot, as if he had a machine spring installed on his leg.

His figure retreated, Ma Chunhua's show legs had been swept, and he avoided it by a fraction of a second, and if he was a little slower, he would inevitably be kicked firmly.

Ma Chunhua took a step back and looked the old man up and down, but she didn't expect that the old man was not amazing, but he had two strokes.

The old man looked her up and down, and he also felt this, she was young, and it was rare to make such a quick move, if she changed someone else, this move would have suffered.

He nodded, stroked his snow-white beard, and laughed heartily: "Okay, it's really a hero out of a young man, and women don't let me shave my eyebrows!"

"Old man, you are also old and strong!" Ma Chunhua smiled.

As he spoke, his feet floated, and he came to him, and his right palm had reached his chest.

"What a move, there is a knife hidden in the smile!" the old man bowed back, and this palm was only a fraction of a centimeter, only hitting his clothes, and he was powerless.

The corners of Ma Chunhua's delicate mouth curled, and her arm suddenly lengthened, as if a section suddenly grew, and the jade palm slapped out.

"Huh" The old man blew out a breath violently, like an air arrow, his body retreated again, shifted his shape, and instantly retreated a foot, his face turned red.

Ma Chunhua hit the air again, her face was surprised, she looked at him, and said with a smile: "You can also dodge this move, old man, your martial arts are indeed clever!"

The old man smiled, and said with a smile: "If it weren't for the old man's deep internal strength, he would have fallen for your plot, the little girl is amazing!"

Xiao Yuesheng stood to the side with his hands down, motionless, looking at the two lazily, and couldn't help but smile when he saw them praising each other.

"Come on, try my trick!" The old man stepped forward and struck out with both palms, like a butterfly wearing flowers, light and graceful, incomparably complicated, dazzling to see, and unable to distinguish between reality and fiction.

Ma Chunhua waved her sleeves, shrouded the shadow of her fist, and with a "bang", the two of them each took a step back and stood firmly.

The old man rubbed his fists and said with a smile: "The little girl has strong internal strength, and at a young age, it is rare and rare!"

The internal force is the most difficult to improve, it needs to be accumulated over time, and it is not tricky, Ma Chunhua is young and has such a deep internal force, the old man said it lightly, but he was extremely surprised in his heart.

As he spoke, the old man attacked again, or fist or palm, there was no way to change, a punch, fierce and unrestrained, suddenly changed into a palm, elegant and gentle, just and strange mixed with strange, connected without delay, smooth and free.

Ma Chunhua is only a set of Tianshan folding plum hands, sometimes sandwiched with a style of flowing cloud sleeves, the two of them have exquisite moves, and they are staring at each other.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned, this old man's martial arts are incoherent, and he seems to contain several boxing techniques, which are quite exquisite.

Since he descended into this world, he has not really seen the martial arts of various factions, because he feels that the power is too small to be worth mentioning.

However, inadvertently, seeing others fighting, with the ability to never forget, these moves are engraved into my mind and will never be forgotten.

When the old man goes out with both hands, it is Baguazhang, and when he takes it back, it is replaced by Taijiquan, and Huer is converted, and it is also Chaquan, which is smooth and exquisite.

The two of them fought more and more intensely, and the tricks were stacked, Xiao Yuesheng nodded secretly, this moment of kung fu, Ma Chunhua benefited greatly, and she had a deeper understanding of the subtlety of Tianshan folding plum hands.

Although Ma Chunhua had previously practiced the Tianshan Folding Plum Hand, it was subtle and limited by qualifications and experience, but it was difficult to fully understand it for a while.

At this time, the old man who fought against her had a lot of martial arts and exquisite moves, and he came up with clever tricks at his fingertips, which was amazing.

Ma Chunhua tried her best, and used the Tianshan Mountains to fold the plum hand accordingly, and performed it smoothly, and many tricks were suddenly released.

"Haha, good! good!" the old man laughed, and made a faster move, his face was full of red light, and he shouted loudly.

The more subtle his moves are, the more refreshed he feels, all unsatisfactory, every move and every style, all of which are dripping with joy, and his chest is full of depression, and he can't help but scream.

"Stop!" Suddenly there was a clear shout, and two figures swept in, came to the front, and fell to the ground, like two feathers, without a trace of fireworks.

Xiao Yuesheng turned his head to look at him, frowned, and fixed his gaze on the man.

The two people who came, a man and a woman, the man's jade face and red lips were handsome and majestic, and the woman was beautiful, with a bit of heroism and brilliance.

The two stood together, perfectly matched, radiant, like a pair of beautiful people, as if the two should walk together, it was a match made in heaven.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned, this man looks exactly the same as Fukangan, and he is deducted from a mold.

He looked at it and understood that this man was not Fukangan, but just looked very similar, like a brother of the same mother, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

The two are very similar, Xiao Yuesheng has a hole in his eyes, and the two are not the same.

The corners of Fukangan's eyes are full of energy, and he is full of ambition, although this person also has the potential to lead the group, but there is a hint of melancholy in the corners of his eyes, which is different from Fukangan.

"Huh, Fukangan, you dog thief!" Ma Chunhua took a step back, turned around, and saw the man, she couldn't help but be surprised, and blurted out.

Her eyes rolled, and then suddenly, sure enough, it was Fukangan's ghost, he suddenly appeared here, he must have gone to the Walun Temple!

Thinking of this, her anger rose to the sky, straight through the door of her head.

Walun Monastery is her worst memory, she was first injured by four lamas, and then defeated at the hands of Lama Chebo, and every time she thinks about it, she grits her teeth with hatred.

"Dog thief, die!" she screamed, her figure flashed, and a moon-white streamer flashed, and suddenly appeared in front of the man, pushing it out with one palm, extremely fast.

Her slender jade hands are like white jade, snow-white and delicate, shining with a warm luster in the sun, so that people can't help but want to touch it.

She made a broken jade palm, which looked exquisite and beautiful, and the palm power was strong to the yang, destroying the withering and decaying, and the power was strong.

Just now, she fought with the old man, and only used the Tianshan Folding Plum Hand, but did not use the Jade Palm, and she didn't want to hurt anyone, she just wanted to divide the ranks.

When she saw Fukangan, she wanted to be angry and killed.

"Who's the girl?" the handsome man stepped back and reached out to grab her right palm.

"Hmph!" Ma Chunhua fell on her shoulders and elbows, her shoulders trembled, and her right palm suddenly accelerated, as fast as an arrow, which caught people off guard.

The handsome man hurriedly withdrew his right palm and met her jade hand.

"Bang" with a muffled sound, like a defeated revolution.

Ma Chunhua took a step back, her jade face was surprised, and she glared at the other party.

The handsome man's figure seemed to be pulled back by a line, his feet sliding on the ground, leaving two deep marks on the green grass, nearly two feet away.

His jade-like face crept into a flush, and he slowly retreated, and took a deep breath, opening and closing his hands up and down in front of his chest, and his luck was breathing.

Ma Chunhua snorted: "Fukangan, I didn't expect you to be bad, but your kung fu is quite handsome!"

The handsome man smiled wryly, shook his head, and was about to speak.

Ma Chunhua took the lead and said, "Didn't I already warn you, don't mess with my master, if not, take your life!"

"Girl......" The handsome man smiled bitterly.

Ma Chunhua grabbed ahead of him again, her eyes widened, and she said angrily: "You are so bold...... He actually looked for the life of Walun Temple and wanted to assassinate us...... I'm trying to kill you, you're sending you to the door, take your life!"

After that, the figure flashed, and when he stepped forward, he was about to palm.

"Chunhua, stop!" Xiao Yuesheng coughed lightly and said slowly.

He has been standing by and watching, happy that Ma Chunhua misunderstood, and wanted to find out who he was.

But after all, it's not Fukangan, and it's not appropriate to fight again.

"Master!" Ma Chunhua's figure flashed, folded in the air, fluttered and retreated, and now Xiao Yuesheng was beside her.

Ma Chunhua's eyes lit up, and she said with great interest: "Master, this dog thief came to the door, and he happened to take his surname, and no one else knew, and he didn't know it!"

"He's not a Fukangan. Xiao Yuesheng shook his head.

Ma Chunhua was stunned and asked, "Isn't it Fukangan?!"

"Hmm. Xiao Yuesheng nodded and saluted the man: "The little apprentice is reckless, the brother is magnanimous, don't blame it!"

The man smiled bitterly, glanced at the woman beside him, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, it's just a misunderstanding, besides, this is not the first time." ”

"You're really not Fukangan?" Ma Chunhua tilted her head and asked with a face full of disbelief.

The handsome man nodded: "My surname is Chen, not Fukangan." ”

"Apprentice, Qingtong, why are you here?" the old man laughed.

When the man and woman stepped forward, they were about to bow to the ground, but he stretched out his hand to block it, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Forget it, you are not seriously injured, right?"

Immediately, he laughed and said: "What a heroic boy, you didn't expect that you would be injured in the hands of a little girl!"

(To be continued)