Many years ago, the name Bei Shengtian was no less important in the world than Xuan Chen is today. At that time, he had a beard and white clothes, carried a sixteen-stone long bow, rode a black-maned black horse, and galloped wildly on the grasslands and deserts. Hundreds of Japanese cavalry and the four Xiaoyao Pavilion bandits could not stop him. The entire world is the stage for him to write his legendary life.
The young man in the country has grown old, but Bei Shengtian, who still looks strong and tall, is already 120 years old. His stomach and intestines, which used to digest five kilograms of beef in one meal, can now only consume more than half a bowl of millet porridge. However, he was born with an impatience like a strong wind and a temperament like a blazing fire. He never liked things that nourished his life and cultivated his spiritual consciousness. Comparatively speaking, what he values most is his own body. Riding horses, drinking, finding women, and even digging bullets out of muscles are all inseparable from the body.
He still maintains the habit of exercising. His hair and beard have turned white. He refused to accept old age and dyed them black. The reason why my eyebrows are still white is just to remind myself that time is ruthless and I cannot relax. The hair can be dyed black, but when the muscles, bones and skin begin to loosen under the erosion of time, no matter how much protein powder you eat, there is no way to stop this aging process. Although I am unwilling to give up, those days of wearing bright clothes and angry horses are gone.
This river and lake is so cruel, and there is no mercy when the waves behind push the waves ahead. If you do nothing within ten years, you will be forgotten in the new era.
He punched out, and the hot wind blew towards his face, making Li Muye's breath stagnant. The bones of this fist are like white porcelain. When he was young and at his peak, he could easily kill a galloping horse and smash the heads of Japanese invaders' wolf dogs. Li Muye remained motionless until he clearly saw the age spots on the back of his hand, then stepped aside to avoid his punch.
"Bei Shengtian, you are old. This speed is suitable for shooting action movies." Li Muye dodged with his hands behind his back, avoiding the opponent's punches continuously, and continued: "There is phosphorus hidden in your Liuyun Iron Sleeves, which uses temperature and pressure to The difference creates airflow to increase the speed and power of the punch. The wind assists the fire, and the fire borrows the power of the wind. This kind of boxing technique is almost at the level of Taoism. Unfortunately, your muscles and bones are old and you can't hit as fast and fiercely as you did when you were young. Naturally, It won’t be able to exert the high-temperature power of phosphorus fire.”
"Little bastard, you have some skills, but you haven't won yet." Bei Shengtian gritted his teeth and said, "I was just testing your level just now. If it were a life and death fight, how could I tolerate a three-legged cat like you?" Are things going rampant in front of me?"
Li Muye sneered: "You've been attacking me for so long, and I haven't fought back yet." As he said that, he suddenly took action and grabbed Bei Shengtian's left sleeve.
There is a mechanism hidden in the Liuyun Iron Sleeve. When he punches, he releases phosphorus fire to increase his power. If Li Muye pinches him like this, the heat of the phosphorus fire will not come out and will burn inside. Wouldn't it be a big joke? Bei Shengtian hurriedly used his right hand to rush to help. Li Muye knew that his hand had the power to kill with one strike and did not dare to ignore its sharpness. He quickly drew his hand and retreated. Bei Shengtian was angry at Brother Xiaoye for being so rampant and taking advantage of him with one move. Unforgiving, he punched into the middle and hit Li Muye directly in the chest.
"With these few moves of yours, how can you be worthy of my hall master?" Bei Shengtian said in a low voice. Suddenly his rhythm changed, and he suddenly burst out with actual fighting fists. His speed more than doubled all of a sudden, and he chased Li Muye kept attacking wildly.
Everyone in the audience looked at him in surprise. None of these old and famous people in the world knew Beishengtian's name. Only a few of his contemporaries had actually seen him take action. Everyone else had only heard his name but not seen him, and they all thought he was old Lian Po and whether he could still eat. Only now did they realize that Lao Jiang gets hotter as he gets older. What was even more unexpected was that Li Muye, a rising star with little fame, was still able to keep up with the rhythm and dodge in time under this fast and fiery attack.
Li Muye knew that he was suffering. Bei Shengtian was just testing at the beginning, but now he is almost going all out. The wind and thunder are shaking, and the oxygen between the two seems to have been sucked away by his fist wind. The opponent is at this level. Under the pressure, breathing will only become more and more difficult. If he hadn't sat on the black stone couch in Kunlun before, and the pores and meridians all over his body were unobstructed, he would have been in a coma due to lack of oxygen. At his age, he will definitely not be able to fight like this for a long time, but the question is whether Brother Ono can persist until then.
The surrounding temperature is getting higher and higher, making breathing more and more difficult. Fortunately, there is no sweat on the body. It is difficult to breathe through the mouth and nose, but the sweat pores on the body can still breathe. The opponent's speed tends to slow down, but the temperature and strength are getting heavier. It seemed that a powerful mental oppression force field had been formed to lock him tightly.
We can't let it play out anymore!
Li Mu made up his mind and suddenly said: "Old sir, this junior is going to offend me!"
With a clanking sound, a steel ball came out of his hand, but was swept away by the strong wind wielded by Bei Shengtian. But at this slightly delayed moment, Li Muye's hand directly penetrated in front of Bei Shengtian, and the ring on his finger ejected. He took out a few cow-hair paralysis needles and drilled them into his neck.
Bei Shengtian was paralyzed for a moment. Even though his energy and blood were pumped to the extreme, he could not stop all of a sudden, but his movements were much slower. Li Muye easily broke free from his oppression.
Bai Wuxia hugged his shoulders and looked at it, muttering to himself: "This damn bastard, his real ability is ordinary, he just relies on his tricks to harm people."
Li Mengbai frowned and looked at him, his face became much heavier, and he said: "Mr. Xiao Li's mental sensitivity, spiritual illumination inside and outside, is absolutely correct. The secrets of the old man's boxing skills cannot be hidden from his hungry perception. Although this method of coping is tricky, it is inseparable. Open the real thing.”
Bai Wuxia said: "There is no need to continue the fight. The reputation of my uncle's undefeated life cannot be ruined in the hands of this bastard!" After saying that, he floated to the arena and reached out to grab Li Muye's wrist. , pulling the flag with the wind, cleverly breaking the balance of the force field on Brother Xiaoye's body, and pulling Li Muye out of the battle group with almost no effort.
Bei Shengtian lost his temper, the numb feeling had disappeared, and his speed was gradually returning. He saw Li Muye suddenly withdrawing, and when he was about to pursue him, he saw clearly that it was Bai Wuxia who had pulled the person out. Quickly stop and retreat.
Li Muye saw that Bei Shengtian's aura was in chaos and it was difficult to conceal the flow of energy and blood, so he was preparing to use acupuncture techniques to attack its flaws. But she was suddenly pulled out of the battle ring by Bai Wuxia, knowing that this bitch couldn't bear to see Bei Shengtian lose the battle and lose her reputation. At the moment, he didn't care about himself. He finally followed her wishes and exited the circle without struggling. He grabbed Bai Wuxia's little hand with his backhand. His gesture didn't look like he was being pulled out. Instead, Rouyi gave up on his own initiative to catch Bai Wuxia. chance of victory.
Bai Wuxia threw his hands away in annoyance and said: "Li, I haven't seen you for a month, but you have made great progress. If you can fight so many rounds with my uncle from the third sect, you will be the number one in this world from now on." , but you have to thank my great uncle for showing mercy, otherwise you wouldn’t have had the chance to fight with him for such a long time.”
Li Muye looked at her with gentle eyes and said, "You can say whatever you want."
This bastard who coaxes people to death without compensating for his own life. Bai Wuxia felt angry and sweet in her heart. She gave Brother Xiaoye a hard look and said, "You have become more capable and you actually started to play a beauty trap in front of me. It seems that I can't control you from now on."
Li Muye said: "Let me take Taoist Master Xu away, and I promise not to hinder your plan."
Bai Wuxia said: "Xu Yangchen feels ashamed of his master, Li Mengbai, and Kunpeng Taoist, and he doesn't want to expose Xuanchen's scandal back then. No one or ghost can do it in the middle, so he wants to find a way to end it. Please save him." His whole life is just a dog meddling in other people’s business, so why bother?”
Li Muye said: "He is a person who is determined to die, why do you have to make things difficult for him?"
Bai Wuxia said: "He is a member of the Yin Yang Sect and one of the nine disciples of the Xuan Sect. If I don't use him as a sacrificial flag, how can these big figures believe in my determination?"
"You haven't even seen Jiuding yet, so you are so eager to draw everyone in the world under your command to fight against Xuanmen?"
Li Muye said: "Aren't you afraid that others will laugh at your ugly appearance?"
"Who dares to laugh at me except you?" Bai Wuxia said: "You don't think these people are here to help justice, do you?"
Li Muye said: "They are not here for justice, and I am not here for Xuanmen to save him. If you must kill him, you must deal with me first!"
Bai Wuxia's eyes flashed: "Do you think I can't do it?" (End of Chapter)