Feng Beilin said angrily: "Ximen old man, you don't want to come here, it's so mysterious, what's the matter, come on! Although Feng Beilin is killing people, I have always been upright and upright. Don't play with me! Is there anything in the world that can’t be known to outsiders? That year, I wiped out the'Kanto Ten Xiong' overnight, and left a letter to let me seek revenge on Lao Feng. But more than 20 years have passed, and those people dare not let go. How dare you come and seek revenge with the surname Feng."
Ximen said nine thousand times: "Brother Feng has always been cruel and straightforward. How can the old man know that. However, this matter is of great importance and must not be said in front of so many people. When you and I join forces to kill all the people here, let's discuss this again. It's not too late."
Feng Beilin has always prided himself on his brutality. Others say that he has a cruel temperament. Not only is he not angry, he is happy.
He heard Simon Jiuqian say this, and laughed: "It's great, the old man can't wait, this is going to be a big killing! Now it is the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the old man's rule of'kill 10,000 people every year' is It was set when the moon was full on the Mid-Autumn Festival twenty years ago. You know this."
Simon said nine thousand times: "Why don't you know that if you kill, the old man will not fight with you today."
Feng Beilin said, "Thank you so much. The number to be killed this year is not enough. It just happened to be caught up today. It's a god-given little fat sheep to the old man. Old man is not polite. Hey, ordinary people don't know martial arts, and they just look like killing. It’s just like killing a chicken, so it’s boring. Those who are here today are all good practitioners, and it’s so powerful to kill!"
After speaking, he strengthened his hand and slapped Xiao Ying with a few palms, before Feishen wanted to step down and kill.
Xiao Ying listened to the conversation between the two while fighting, and her heart was shocked and angry: "How can there be such a demon who takes pleasure in murder in the world? Killing ordinary people is not too addictive, so the heroes and fat sheep came to slaughter. This This kind of horrible language, thanks to him, the two of them are still talking so happily."
The more he thought about it, the more angry he got, Feng Beilin pushed the last palm. He didn't evade any more, and took it down with a hard hand. With a stroke of "Fengyu Longpan" in the magical art of Xia Ying, his body shape swiftly turned in the air. And moving, like a dragon but not a dragon, or a phoenix not a phoenix, with his hands like dragon toes and phoenix claws, flipping to grab Feng Beilin's body.
When everyone heard the words of Ximen Jiuqian, they felt suspicious: "Ximen Jiuqian said not to kill Xiao Ying. Is it true that the three of them are really all the way, and they are all acting in front of them? , And then use him as a spy insider?"
At this time, I saw Xiao Ying’s attack on Feng Beilin’s "Feng Yu Long Pan", really like a stormy sea, magnificent, such a move can be said to have never been seen before, although there are many doubts in my heart, but at this juncture, it is not repeated. Repeatedly applauded.
The applause fell, but I couldn’t help sighing in my heart: “What's the use of good? You guy is a demon and evil party. Today, we are favored by you. When you land, how accurate is it!"
Xiao Ying attacked with one move, and shouted, "Where is the devil!"
Feng Beilin originally thought that Xiao Ying was already unable to fight back under her own fierce attack. In the last few palms, she gathered her internal energy and pushed it out continuously, so that it would not hurt the convenience. It would have to take great pains to parry. . Unexpectedly, Xiao Ying was able to fight back in desperate circumstances, and after these few palms indirectly, she freed her hands to move.
Hearing Xiao Ying's shout, Feng Beilin turned his head in shock. At first glance, he saw that the opponent's claws shined with golden light, like a golden knife and sharp blade, and he grabbed it straight on his back, with a fierce and unstoppable force. Apart from the horror, he turned around abruptly and used a trick "Dragon Blood Xuan Huang".
His "Dragon Blood Xuan Huang" move was the most powerful, but it was the most violent move among the Gorefiend's magic. Just now, the tiger was hurt by this trick "Dragon Blood Xuan Huang".
Seeing that the other party was so evil, Xiao Ying changed her claws and pushed out in a huff, and took Feng Beilin's palm in the air.
There was a blast on the spot, and the two sides were evenly matched, each leaping into the air and retreating, leisurely landing on the top of the flagpoles on both sides of the north and south.
Standing on the top of the flagpole, Feng Beilin was very surprised, and said with surprise on his face: "Good boy, there really are two things!"
Xiao Ying knew that standing in the stage of the thousands of people in the martial arts, their lives were all on their own. If they hadn't dealt with it with all their strength, once they were defeated, a bloody massacre in the martial arts would be inevitable.
Immediately, he staggered his hands, folded his palms, spit out the mad dragon on the left, and the flying phoenix came out on the right. .
Seeing Xiao Ying's palm, Feng Beilin was strong and swift, and his body turned back and a somersault cloud in the air. A trick of the blood demon's magical skill "blood over sleeves" suddenly came out and flew straight upwards. Xiao Ying attacked in the abdomen.
Seeing the strong palm of the opponent, Xiao Ying now raised her palm and held it hard, quite crappy. She hurriedly raised her body, rushed upwards, and turned over a somersault in the air. The palm of the wind pressed down on the ground.
Feng Beilin's palm strength slanted upwards, while Xiao Ying's palm strength pressed downwards vertically.
With a bang, four palms intersected, Feng Beilin was struggling, and his body fell rapidly.
The audience's applause at the sky-high price suddenly started again.
Feng Beilin landed and stood firmly, thinking that you are in the air, but the old man is down to earth, this time it is the old man's turn to clean up you! After a sudden turn of his mind, he raised a palm with his hand, rushing to the sky.
Little did Xiao Ying seem to have foreseen it, Chuotian shot out with two palms, and abruptly regained her momentum. With the strength of the opponent's palm, her body was raised again, and she flew over on the flagpole with one foot, leaning forward, and caught the strong wind. The two palms of Feng Beilin attacked again.
When Feng Beilin was shocked, he knew that although Xiao Yingren was young, he was clever, and he was quite incomparable to ordinary people in judging the situation. He didn't dare to take tricks immediately, bending his knees, half squatting, and squeezing out a steady palm.
There was another explosion on the spot. When everyone was watching, Feng Beilin was still flexing his feet. With his left foot in front of his right foot, he stepped back more than two feet, and then he condensed and stood firmly. Repulsed by palm strength, his body floated a few feet away in the air and landed leisurely.
Standing there, Feng Beilin was surprised and wondered: "Ordinary people face each other with their palms, and they all put their whole body strength into one palm, and defeat the opponent with the force of destruction. This kid is different. He divides his palm power into two. But it hasn’t been reduced at all. It’s a real evil! His height and deep internal strength seem to be above me. I just don’t know where he learned it? If I don’t ask the details of Qing martial arts, I’m afraid I will suffer a big loss today. Dang, planted in the hands of this kid!"
Everyone off the court no longer had the intention to watch the chaotic battle between Ximen Jiuqian and Huaiyuan and the others, holding their breath, focusing only on the duel between Xiao Ying and Feng Beilin. Suddenly, I completely forgot the importance of escape.
At this moment, the two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, are on both sides of the ring. They don't know how to end the next wonderful battle
Suddenly, Feng Beilin said: "Good boy, where do you come from?"
Xiao Ying didn't dare to make a move easily, and stood on the ground leisurely, saying: "It's the magical skill of Xia Ying from the two mouths."
Feng Beilin said: "Nonsense, the shabby moves of the Xia Ying magical skill, do you know how old you are, like you are like a flying dragon on the left and a phoenix on the right.
Xiao Ying said: "The moves are dead, and people are alive. Isn't it possible to improve and innovate, and to copy the way of the predecessors?"
Feng Beilin was disdainful and said, "Are you eating and shit when you practice martial arts? You just need to be a little bit deviant, and you will be killed immediately. The doll's family is like playing foolishly, and you don't get into trouble, playing with fire and self-immolation!"
Xiao Ying said, "Thank you for your guidance, but Xiao Ying separated the "Flying Dragon Seven Types" and "Feng Dance Six Types" of this chivalrous shadow magic art, so that it was easy to get up. Xiao Ying only thought in her heart that everything is in the world. Change is impermanent, if you don’t add innovation, and blindly respond to the changes without change, wouldn’t it mean that you can’t live up to the past?"
At this time, someone in the audience cursed: "You can't beat the monster named Feng, you can't beat him, don't blow around here, shamelessly. Old things that don't change, go back to your hometown!"
As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of ridicule in the crowd, and someone said: "Yes, yes, the old demon martial arts with the surname Feng is really bad, and even this young man can't handle it. What's the best, I am!"
Feng Beilin has crossed the rivers and lakes for decades, no one has said that his martial arts is bad, and today he can’t handle even a brat boy. He really lost his face in front of the heroes of the world, and said to himself, “If you don’t kill this boy in the palm of your hand. In the end, from now on, how will Feng Beilin still stand on the rivers and lakes!"
Hearing the sound of taunting on the stage, he couldn't help being furious, raising his true energy, and with a powerful palm, he slammed at Xiao Ying like a thunder.
Seeing Feng Beilin's palm, everyone in the audience was shocked in their hearts when the wind and thunder rolled on the spot. Immediately someone said again: "Oh, it's so good, this old demon can't provoke him, everyone should get out soon, I'm afraid it's going to rain..."
At this time, the evening sky is sinking, and the night is about to enter. The shadows are all around, and it is dim. In addition, Xiao Ying, Feng Beilin, Ximen Jiuqian, Huaiyuan, Liao Kong, Chutianhe, and Xiao Yang fist and poke on the stage. Kicking, evenly matched desperate struggle, the real sound at the scene was like thunder, like a rainstorm, everyone was cold, could not help but shudder in the bottom of my heart.