The four of them posed for a playboy at the same time, with their hands in their pockets.

Hou Renying: "A stinky beggar, don't you pee and look at your face?"

Hong Renxiong: "Don't think that you can do whatever you can with two moves and three-legged cats."

Yu Renhao: "Our four show in Qingcheng are all gentlemen who are in a high position and do not want to fight with you."

Luo Renjie: "Let Hatsune go down the mountain quickly and spare your life."

When Wang Yuyan saw them in her pocket, her eyes flashed: "Uncle Tian, ​​be careful, it's Qingfeng Nail!"

"Ha? What the hell?"

"Qingcheng Sect's hidden weapon!"

Wang Yuyan still said it was too late. Four emerald green nails were already roaring to the four "Puchi" sounds, and they were all nailed to Fang Xian's majestic chest muscles.

“…”

“…”

"Girl will say it earlier next time." Fang Xian coughed lightly, pulled out four hidden weapons and stuffed them into his pocket. The martial arts of these four beasts were too shallow and could not cause any damage at all.

Seeing such a pure man combined with an iron rooster, Sixiu Qingcheng was shocked and took two steps back.

Hou Renying: "Hmph, I'm so angry that I'm using this as a reward, and I'm still putting it in my pocket."

Hong Renxiong: "There are my Qingcheng bee venomous here."

Yu Renhao: "You will be in pain soon."

Luo Renjie: "When the time comes, we will teach you a good lesson."

"Poisonous?" Fang Xian asked the girl.

"...Well, the Qingcheng Sect was originally good, but after Yu Canghai became the leader, he introduced the poison skills into the sect. Although the Qingcheng bee poison is not as good as the ancient tomb, it is also very troublesome."

"Oh, it's okay." Fang Xianshuo Shuhuo's muscles and bones. He was possessed by Bei Ye and was not invaded by all poisons, so he was ready to go.

Qingcheng Sixiu took two steps back again, with a total of six steps, and he was about to retreat to the wall.

Wang Yuyan frowned and advised: "Uncle Tian, ​​if you have poison on your body, don't use your skills. Let's go down the mountain to detoxify first, and let's make a long-term plan."

"Oh?" Fang Xian was happy. "You still miss me? Don't you hate me?"

"If you die, no one will help my cousin restore his country."

"Fuck." Fang Xian cursed, and kept using Tian's light skills, and suddenly rushed out like Sonic the hedgehog, leaving only a pale yellow trail.

The Sixiu of Qingcheng retreated and had no choice but to draw out his long sword and shout a labor roar to fight.

Seeing that they couldn't stop him, Wang Yuyan quickly shouted: "They want to use Songfeng Sword Technique. The first move is all false moves, so there is no need to defend."

Sixiu was shocked, but they knew this trick, and they had to use it even if they didn't use it.

"There is no need to defend..." Fang Xian shouted and jumped up, "The first style of the Qianfeng Sword Technique - the fast sword and mess!"

Quick Knife is a basic move at the first level of the Qiangfeng Sword Technique. It is called a move, but it is actually not a move at all. It is just a chopping method that is like a chef chopping meat. However, the Tian family's sword technique is profound and has conducted in-depth research on "how to cut faster". There is a saying about how to quickly cut one knife with each knife.

For Tian Boguang, who is already at the sixth level of the Sword Technique, this move is naturally easy to use. It is most comfortable to bully the little ghost.

Seeing that the man in yellow robe came very quickly, Hou Renying wanted to deal with the move, but with his luck, he couldn't see the light of the sword at all. In an instant, his body had been shaking dozens of times. His body was standing there, as if he was being shot or shot.

The quick knife and the mess are in a mess, and the Hou Renying turns into a powerful fire.

Hong Renxiong was smarter and knew that he could not avoid it, so he made up his mind and thrust his sword straight.

"The Songfeng Sword Technique attacks the lower abdomen without any back moves, just turn sideways!" This time Wang Yuyan's guidance came very timely.

Fang Xian looked sideways, and at the same time, the slut in his hand did not stop, and Hong Renxiong was instantly inserted into a sieve.

When Yu Ren Haoluo Renjie saw that Erxiu was already in trouble, he knew that he was fighting against the enemy, so he didn't care much about it. After looking at each other, they waved their swords to kill at the same time.

"This is the Songfeng Sword Formation, which seals the upper plate and lower body separately. Be careful."

"No need!" Fang Xian roared, "The second style of the Qianfeng Sword Technique - two swords!"

This time, the messy sword technique in his hand suddenly restrained, and he suddenly cut straight with two swords, and he quickly cut straight. This move relies on speed and strength. He used his energy to pull mountains and rivers and pull thousands of pounds to slash. On the cultivation level of the fast sword and shovel, this is the supreme two swords fast sword and shovel.

In the end, Erxiu waved his sword and had not cut it off, but he had lost the consciousness on his arms and had to use it hard but couldn't.

Turning his head again, he saw that both arms and two long swords had all fallen to the ground.

Erxiu looked at each other, knelt on the ground at the same time, kowtowed and admitted his mistake.

"Super your life!"

"We know our mistake!"

Wang Yuyan suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"

This time Fang Xian had experience, and as soon as the word "small" came out, it flashed to the side.

Sure enough, Erxiu kowtowed down and lifted up again, and brought out two hidden weapons from somewhere, rubbing Fang Xian's hair. //The fastest text update is no ads //The slide past. Looking at this direction, it was originally intended to stab his eyes.

"Damn it endlessly." Fang Xian felt awesome. He still underestimated the enemy too much. Although these four beasts were useless, he still had some evil skills. If Wang Yuyan had not reminded him in time, his eyes might have been blind.

Two swords flashed by, and even their left arm was cut.

In the end, Erxiu flapped on the ground like this, like a moth without wings.

Yu Renhao: "Who are you... you actually used a killing move..."

Luo Renjie: "The Scum of the Martial Arts World!"

The two of them had lost their arms and must have no desire, so they didn't care when they spoke.

"Okay, do you guys see if I have used a killer move?!" Fang Xian snorted lightly, holding up the bare Hong Renxiong and Hou Renying.

Wang Yuyan cried out with a "ah" and covered her eyes.

Erxiu, who had been chaotic before, was not cut into meat sauce, but her clothes were cut into rags. The two were standing under their crotch, and there was no trace of blood on their rough skin.

"You two, come here." Fang Xian shook his big knife.

"Yes..." Erxiu stepped over with her cover. Now that their clothes are gone, they are naturally not afraid of the hidden weapons hidden inside.

"Press them, I want to try new martial arts." Fang Xian put away his big sword, took out the "Bei Ming Divine Art" and started studying it.

Erxiu swallowed. He spitted, and at this time he could only listen to him. Waiting for his master and his old man to refresh him is the only way to survive.

** Erxiu pressed the disabled Erxiu.

Fang Xian read the instructions in the book and wrote another way of practicing martial arts—

"The "Xiaoyaoyou" in "Zhuangzi" says: "There is a dark sea in the north of the Qingfa, which is in the Tianchi Lake. There are fishes, which are thousands of miles wide, but I have not known how to cultivate them." It also says: "Besides, the accumulation of water is not thick, then the carrying of a large boat is weak. Cover the cup of water on the col hall, and then the mustard boat is made; put in a cup of glue, and the water is shallow and the boat is large." Therefore, this school of martial arts takes the accumulation of internal strength as the first priority. With strong internal strength, all martial arts in the world are used by me, just like the north of the north, where all the big boats and small boats are carried, and all the big fish are tolerated."

Fang Xianmo said: "It turns out that the Xiaoyao School is important for internal strength... It's a good word for big boats and small boats to carry. Unfortunately, they use the internal strength of others, and they don't have the method of practicing deep internal strength."

As he said that, he pressed his single palm on Ren Hao's dantian. According to the above instructions, he first had to refine the state of "sucking", which was to suck out the internal force of a person.

In just one second, Yu Renhao felt completely empty.

"So fast..." Fang Xian frowned slightly. Sure enough, as mentioned in the book, he can only temporarily absorb other people's internal energy. He can use it for a short time and cannot be transformed into Beiming's true qi for a long time... As for those who are absorbed internal energy, they are only absorbed from the surface internal energy and can still recover in the future.

"Practice slowly..." Fang Xian put away his magical skills, and sucked it dry in the remaining three-show dantian in an instant.

Sixiu's internal strength is too shallow, and Fang Xian doesn't gain much, but he just makes up for the consumption of this battle.

Sixiu, who was sucked, lay on the ground with a sluggish state of being exhausted.

Wang Yuyan walked over and asked curiously, "Is this the Beiming Divine Art? There are books mentioned in Yanziwu, but there is no complete technique. The book says that all rivers gather in the sea, and the water of the sea can be obtained by harboring all rivers."

Fang Xian pointed at Sixiu and scolded: "This is also called Baichuan?"

"The trickle is also water." Wang Yuyan is obviously interested in martial arts. "There are three major ways to cultivate internal energy in the world: Yin, Yang, and harmony. The Beiming divine art belongs to the harmony of Yin and Yang. If you practice it to the greatest success, no matter what internal energy comes, it is your own Beiming true qi. You can also use Beiming true qi to practice any martial arts. It is indeed an almost supreme internal energy mind method."

"Almost? What is the supreme one?"

"There is no supreme. Any internal strength and suitable physical fitness are a way to practice. There is only a pure and mixed practice speed. The Beiming Divine Art is different from the usual internal strength. The most important thing is not self-cultivation, but the opponents you encounter and... the degree of ruthlessness. It depends on luck and ruthlessness to absorb the internal energy of the world. Beiming's true energy is the only supreme."

Fang Xian murmured: "It's interesting. My Qianfeng Sword Technique also embraces all rivers, and the Beiming Divine Art also embraces all rivers. Combining the inside and outside, this is a path against the will of heaven."

"The Strong Wind Sword Technique?" Wang Yuyan was very puzzled. "In my impression, it is just a second-rate kung fu in the world. Even at the tenth level, it is just a word "fast".

"You don't understand, that's because no one has reached the eleventh level." Fang Xian waved his hand and didn't talk much nonsense. He looked at Si Xiu who was breathing in and didn't know how to deal with it. "Girl, have you said you've fucked them?"

Wang Yuyan asked: "Have they done something big wrong?"

Fang Xian thought about it for a moment: "There is no chance for big mistakes, but the small mistakes are constantly being small, and they oppress good people and tease women or something."

Wang Yuyan nodded seriously: "Those who make big mistakes are for the world, and everyone can kill them, but their original intentions are not necessarily bad. Those who make small mistakes are for themselves, benefit from them, and everyone strives to imitate them, destroying the world's style, which is a great evil and can be killed."

"!!!" This time, Fang Xian took a two-step back, "What kind of divine logic is yours?"

Sishui became even more anxious: "Miss Hatsune is merciful!"

Wang Yuyan shook her head and smiled bitterly: "My cousin made a big mistake, so I love him, I want to make mistakes with him."

"Forget..." Fang Xian raised his sword and said, "San Young Master, let's see you next world."

The four knives were chopped simply, and the corpse was quickly recovered.

When he turned his head, there was still the first little Taoist priest left next to him, and this little ghost had already urinated.
To be continued...