The Forbidden City under the night is decorated with lights, like a heaven made of gold, which is solemn and solemn, but more so, it is the loneliness and helplessness before sinking.

A black figure was walking in the dark night. Occasionally, through the faint moonlight, you could vaguely see him leaping towards the West Palace.

Yang Meng raised his head and looked at the dark clouds slowly covering the moon. Unconsciously, he restrained his breath even more and more, as if he merged with the darkness.

His steps were light and agile, and his figure was as quick as a monkey. With the shadow of the eaves and pavilions, he walked specifically in the magnificent corner. After a while, he came to the West Six Palace.

A straight figure stood quietly in front of Chuxiu Palace, like a strict father waiting for the return of the wanderer.

"Snake Head!" Yang Meng saw it very clearly. The old face of the snake head has now become rosy. Although his body is still standing still, the powerful blood and blood are like a 500-watt light bulb, which makes people see very transparently at first glance.

"You're still here!"

Yang Meng's heart moved slightly because he felt a secret smell from the snake's head.

His kung fu has made progress?

Although Yang Meng was a little surprised, his feet still didn't stop. When he crossed the last palace wall, he stuck on the wall like a gecko, and then he fell to the ground very lightly, "I'm here!"

Chu Xiu's Miyagi was originally the place where Cixi lived when she first entered the palace, but because she gave birth to Emperor Tongzhi Zaichun here, she later became the longest-lived bedroom for Cixi.

Because Cixi was so quiet, there were many empty houses in the West Six Palaces. Yang Meng and the Snake Head were facing each other for a while, but they were still deserted and quiet. The black palaces on both sides were empty and silent, and seemed extremely desolate and depressing...

The snake head was full of spirit, without any restrained aura of embracing the pill. While looking at Yang Meng with a calm expression, a strange light flashed on his eyes and face.

"You have done a good job in the past six months, and I am not as good as you in the silent martial arts world!"

Yang Meng nodded and smiled faintly at the snake head, "It is better to have fun than to have fun alone. Only you and me will be the best. Can you only feel how lonely the masters are? Besides, those senior masters have accumulated over the years, and what they lack is just an opportunity..."

Speaking of this, Yang Meng paused a little, then continued with a solemn expression: "The building is about to collapse, and China may also be about to disaster. How can we, the warriors, be alone? Since Yang Meng proposed the great power to establish a national martial arts museum to strengthen the country and make a strong seed. Even if there is an extra master of magic power, it is good in my eyes!"

The snake head nodded with some difficulty. For some reason, he, who had always been fearless, suddenly felt a little nervous. This feeling came very suddenly, and only appeared after seeing Yang Meng. But he didn't feel abrupt in his heart at all, and even felt that what Yang Meng thought and said was probably bigger than his plan and had a longer vision.

"Cixi's life is not long, so if you don't come, it will be difficult for her to last three days!" The snake head adjusted slightly, and then continued, "So, you shouldn't come..."

"I am not here for Cixi. Although she is in trouble with the country and the people, since she has not had much time, she may not be as threat to the future!"

The snake's head's pupils shrank, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, "So, you are here for me!"

Perhaps because he knew that Yang Meng was coming, it was pitch black in Chu Xiu's palace. Although the snake's head smiled strangely, Yang Meng could not see the changes in his expression clearly. When he wanted to speak again, he suddenly felt a strong throbbing in his heart!

not good!

Swish!

Yang Meng's body retreated like lightning, and his hair was not changing at all, but he could see in his eyes that the snake's head ejected out like an arrow, and the fist in his hand became bigger and bigger in front of him.

An ordinary alchemy fist, but because of the extreme restraint of qi, blood, and spirit, it is difficult to predict alertness through the fist wind or sound. Fortunately, although the snake head was unprepared to attack him, Yang Meng's natural reflex speed was not slow. Seeing that the fist flashed silently, his right arm also turned into a single whip and slashed out straight.

Bang!

The fist whips intersected, and a crisp sound was made in the quiet palace. Then the bluestone tiles under the two of them suddenly shattered into pieces like lotus flowers blooming.

"What a Tai Chi whiphand!"

The snake head paused slightly, and his face changed a little, but his body, which had already moved, still maintained a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. While twisting his waist and turning his head and kicking his knees, he actually slowly pushed out a punch, and by the way, he flashed through the Tai Chi Divine Whip that Yang Meng chased after his left arm.

Bang!

Yang Meng took the time with a whip hand, and then he quickly stepped forward and issued a progressive punch. But when her fist was hit, the snake's head moved and took a strange set of steps. Although it seemed like she was lame and her shoulders were stumbled, the speed and angle were simply incomprehensible.

Bang bang!

The two of them intersected four punches, and Yang Meng couldn't help but feel that his opponent was a little scary.

This man's technique is strange, and his footwork is even more unpredictable. When he turns and slides, he is like a gliding bird, changing his body with a trajectory that violates the laws of physics. However, Yang Meng is also a master of alchemy. When the two of them collided twice in succession, they suddenly realized from this strange footwork that this was clearly an extremely brilliant method of alchemy.

The snake's head had a solemn face, but it made a silent howl from time to time. Whenever he swallowed his breath, he felt a confusing feeling. The pair of entangled fists often suddenly burst out from under his shoulders and ribs, but his feet were stepping faster and faster. Rather than saying that he was fighting in boxing, it would be better to say that he was asking for magic skills in casting witchcraft.

Yu Bu!

Yubu is a technique created by Xia Yu. It is known that it can summon gods to walk. It is the root of all techniques and methods and the key to the mysterious and imaginative transformation. Because Yu imitated the bird forbidden spell, it is also called Yubu.

Yang Meng's face sank slightly, and he felt more and more cautious. No matter how amazing the changes in the snake's head and feet were, he just kept his mind like a trace of macaque and instinctively exerted the thoughts in his mind.

Kung Fu has reached this state. The so-called moves and techniques have gradually been unable to deal with this instinctive alchemy attack. Every punch and kick are all triggered by the original heart, so that the spirit of restraining the power is empty, leaving the opponent unable to perceive it.

However, it is not difficult to know this, but it is not easy to truly follow it.

Yang Meng's eyes were a little hollow, but his hands were getting faster and faster. When the snake head was slightly surprised, he found that he had once again used his superb means to stick to the alchemy technique of Baoyuan Shouque, and integrated the means of alchemy to refine alchemy into his body's instincts, blocking his most proud witch boxing one after another.

Yang Meng's boxing skills changed continuously, from Tai Chi to Bagua, from Xingyi to Cannon Hammer, but he could not see his toes off the ground. Whenever the snake-headed witch fist was rampant, he was like a puppet, constantly rotating, tilting, and shaking, and exerting the meaning of the roundness of the alchemy path to the fullest.

Although he remained still, his boxing skills were in the random transformation between hardness and softness, and he was struck by all sides. Although the change in the snake head's body shape was strange and unpredictable, he could not break through the iron-like alchemy path.

This is like the strongest hunter. When you meet the most tricky poisonous snake, you still have a variety of surprises and changes. But I only restrained myself in my eyes, so you can only be helpless.

"Visualize the alchemy method!"

The snake head's face looked a little ugly, but he didn't know how to exert force to break Yang Meng's mysterious and mysterious spiritual state.

The so-called alchemy and elixirs emphasize the use of energy, energy, spirit, bone marrow, qi and blood to sharpen each other so that the body can be full of vitality and potential, but this is just one of the Taoist sayings.

When a warrior practices boxing and exerts strength, even the masters of alchemy who have been famous for many years often use the word "英" as their main character, and their skills and physical potential can erupt in killing. However, Yang Meng is now in a state of selflessness and no other self, and is clearly the case that while transforming the pill, he uses foreign fists and feet to exert strength to help him use the method of visualizing the divine thoughts to constantly refine the round big pill.

Wuquan is an ancient heritage between the white mountains and black waters. Like Yubu, it can be called the root of all techniques and methods. But seeing Yang Meng's current state of selflessness and no otherness, he was not aware of it, and at the same time, he used Tai Chi as the mother of ten thousand fists to beat it in another crazy and refreshing way.

Ming Jin, dark Jin, transform Jin, and alchemy Jin are all acquired, but this strange method of alchemy is faintly filled with the martial will of ancient ancestors, turning the four people into an invisible innate internal energy.

The snake's head's eyes flashed a little, as if he saw an invisible dragon like a sword and a wind without a trace, emitting a vast ancient style of the Han and Tang dynasties in front of him. This alchemy technique that inherited the style of the Han and Tang dynasties should have disappeared into the long river of history with the change of dynasties of the former Ming and Qing dynasties.

"Five Fingers Black Mountain!"

The snake's head swallowed its breath again, but this time it made a real sound. When Yang Meng's soul shook and suddenly woke up from his state of selflessness, he saw that the snake's head had turned into a claw and suddenly came from the top of his head.

What is terrible is that this divine will that was integrated into the top of the Black Mountain, before the strong wind blew, it had already brought a great pressure to people, making people look like a madman after being crazy, and was pressed down by the dense five-fingered Black Mountain.

Kakka...

The snake's claws moved slightly, and made waves of bones in the air. When the five long nails also made waves of lightning and thunder as the finger bones shaking, the snake's feet seemed to turn into soft mud, slightly sinking downwards.

Yang Meng's face changed, and the wind from all sides of his hand suddenly changed, turning into a big, loose and soft Tai Chi cloud hand again. At the same time, he opened his mouth slightly, and emitted a dragon roar that was faintly visible!

"Great Powerful Tianlong!"

The two of them had many changes in their fists and feet, and even the competition for spiritual will escalated. After this magical stroke appeared, the originally solemn and solemn aura suddenly became as gentle as the spring breeze under the resonance of the dragon roar of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of

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PS: Thank you to the comments and intentions of the two brothers, "Shi Hook Fisherman" and "Man Erdao". Thank you so many brothers who really like this master. It is precisely because of brothers like you that my motivation is getting stronger and stronger!
Chapter completed!