"Brother Huang, I came to Jiaxing, but I was just passing by. I heard some people on the way saying that the fairy Li Mochou of Chilian was going to start a massacre in Lujiazhuang, so I wanted to go and see it." Xiao Feng couldn't say that he wanted to go to the hero to save the beauty, so he had to say that. The three of them got off the boat, so they found someone and asked where Lujiazhuang was, so they went straight to it.

"Brother is drifting everywhere in the world, but since you said you were going to get to know the Red Skill Fairy Li Mochou, I'll go and see it together!"

The front was Lujiazhuang. Two faint figures arrived in a flash like sharp arrows. The speed of lightning made the leisurely pedestrians think they were dazzled. When they came to their senses, they found that the figure had disappeared.

After only being diligent, he could hear screams and panic screams from Lujiazhuang in the distance. Xiao Feng's heart moved, and two figures suddenly flew out of the pleasure boat. He stepped on the lotus leaves twice under his feet and jumped to the ashore. The speed was so fast that it was astonishing. From the way out to the shore, he could only see the flash of shadows in the whole space, which could be seen from this.

He quietly entered Lujiazhuang and saw that the ground was covered with blood and nine scarlet blood marks were printed on the wall. The two great men who blocked him that day were inside, and the verge of blood was gone, and they had already died. Xiao Feng gently stroked the meridians and secretly poked out his true energy. His meridians were broken all over his body. He took a breath of air conditioning and thought to himself that he was indeed the fairy of Chi Lian, and his methods were outrageous.

It was the first time he saw a dead person. The bloody smell in the yard made Xiao Feng feel sick and he hurriedly left here. However, Huang Yaoshi was different. He killed several times more people than these, so there would naturally be no adverse reactions. They continued to walk forward. The sound of fighting that Xiao Feng heard in his ears gradually faded away. It was thought that Wu Santong and others had already gone away, so they took the courage to go in. There were more than ten people in the courtyard lying on the ground, moaning. When they saw Xiao Feng and Huang Yaoshi coming in, their eyes lit up. The look of pain seemed to have a sense of relief when they saw Li Qi.

Xiao Feng walked forward to explore the meridians and found that these people had some internal skills. Each of them had practiced for at least two or three years, but their internal strength was very superficial. It was not a profound technique. However, at this time, the meridians were broken, the dantian was destroyed, and the true energy in their bodies flowed everywhere, which was very painful. I checked several people in a row, all of which were like this. It was obvious that Li Mochou was deliberately doing this for this woman, who was really a pervert.

"Little brother, help me...we...we will give us a...pain...happiness, brothers...that's so grateful...ah!" A big man in the lead said with a struggle with pain on his face.

The rest seemed to be powerless to speak, but just looked at Xiao Feng with longing on his face, with a look of approval in his eyes. Xiao Feng rarely showed a solemn expression, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, you can rest in peace."

Huang Yaoshi saw Xiao Feng in a bad mood and said to him: "My friend, you must understand that this is the world, and it is inevitable that some people will die." He knew that Xiao Fengshi knew that he had the same feeling at the beginning. Yes, this is the world, not the 21st century before. Killing people here is not a world where the strong are respected. I want to control my own destiny! I want to stand at the highest peak of this world and look down on the whole world! I want to let the world tremble for me!! Xiao Feng bit his lip and made up his mind secretly.

His eyes firmly turned forward, and there was always a kind of resilience in his bones, which was so lush at any time. Even in the world of the Divine Condor, it could bloom brilliant flowers. This is a kind of calmness, nobility from the soul, nothing to do with matter, nothing to do with identity, nothing to do with secularity, and nothing to do with time...

"Thank you for your teaching, Brother Huang," Xiao Feng said gratefully to Huang Yaoshi. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have understood so quickly.

After saying that, Xiao Feng walked to the nearest man and slapped the Sandal Chinese Medicine Point on his chest with a palm. The man felt the needle-like pain in his body disappear instantly. Xiao Feng slapped it casually, and the man died immediately.

As early as the Northern Song Dynasty, it was the era of great martial arts. There were many talents and flowers blooming. Bei Qiaofeng and Nan Murong were so loud that they were shouting. The most amazing martial arts, such as the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing, the Star Movement, the Six Yang Palms of the Mountain, the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, the Beiming Divine Skill, the Little Wuxiang Gong, and the Shaolin Skill, were all amazing studies. By the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, most of them had been lost. The basic martial arts of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, the One Yang Finger, became the most powerful skill. It is estimated that Duan Yu, the fool, could not pass it down, and the idiot of Xuzhu, could not have it at all. I guess there would be Xiao Wuxiang Gong on Piaomiao Peak in Tianshan. I have never heard of it yet, and I think it was also declining.

By the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the Huashan Sect actually became a big sect, which was still ridiculous. It was necessary to ask the officials to find out that the founder of the Huashan Sect was created by disciples of the Guangning son of the Quanzhen Sect. The Quanzhen Sect had no one since Wang Chongyang and Zhou Botong.

After a little gossip, Xiao Feng and Huang Yaoshi gradually found a nearby cold kiln with the traces of the fight. Looking at the dilapidated scenery and the naughty voice not far away, Xiao Feng knew that the main person had appeared. Xiao Feng looked around at the surrounding environment. A cold kiln was surrounded by forests, lush green grass all over the ground. Through the woods, it was Nanhu Lake in the south, and to the north, it was a hill covered with bushes. After a while, Xiao Feng and Huang Yaoshi walked towards Yang Guo’s location not far away.

Not far away is a beautiful Taoist nun fighting a blind man, while a man sitting on the ground holding a woman, the woman's face turned black and looked like she was poisoned. The man should be Wu Santong. He is now dressed in rags, and his haggard and bleak expression reveals infinite sadness. The woman must be his wife.

Suddenly, Li Mochou's beautiful voice came: "Old Master Ke, the Red Refined Divine Palm is about to pat you." Then a short and thick sound of breaking through the air sounded. When he looked again, Ke Zhenye's iron rod fell to the ground, but he kept scolding, "Bitch, you just want to be pitiful, the blind man doesn't want you to be pitiful!" Unfortunately, his limbs are trembling, and he is constantly panting, his face is pale, and he has lost the power to fight again.

Li Mochou had already descended from the air, and his mouth was still a nice voice like nature: "Damn blind, I have nothing to celebrate with the Lord of Huangdao. Don't be ungrateful, please let me go!" Blind Ke was shy and angry, but he still shouted without giving in. Only then did I see Li Mochou's current appearance: Although he was nearly thirty years old and was wearing a Taoist robe, he was still so tender and white, just like when I saw her ten years ago, he waved the whisk in his hand, his expression was very leisurely, his beautiful eyes were flowing, and his peach cheeks were dizzy, and his name was indeed worthy of being. Li Mochou ignored the mad dog-like insults beside him.

Instead, he walked slowly towards Wu Santong and his wife, still smiling, "Mr. Wu, Master Yideng, I admire him very much. If the two are willing to leave, I am willing to sell Master Yideng for a face and give each other the antidote of the Ice Soul Silver Needle." Wu Santong just held his beloved wife and remained silent. Li Mochou said again: "Those two girls must die. Master Wu San, please give way." Wu Sanniang seemed to say something to her husband. Wu Santong's eyes gradually became a little confused, and then she burst into tears. "Miss Li, the Lu family is almost dead, why do you have to kill them all...",

Li Mochou was caught in the past, and then he was stunned, but then he thought of something and shouted loudly: "Go away!" "Miss Li, you are so cruel, aren't you the one who hurts you?..." Before Wu Santong finished speaking, Li Mochou had already waved the dust and attacked Wu Santong. Wu Santong only felt that this move made his head fly violently. Although he was a little demented after something ten years ago, as a disciple of Master Yideng, his martial arts skills were indeed good, so he hurriedly picked up his beloved wife.

It flashed under a tree. The tree was as thick as a bowl. Wu Santong seemed to have no weapons to break the tree. He shouted loudly and pushed the trunk across his chest. Li Mochou saw this and his body fluttered in the wind. Before Wu Santong could make a move, he flew over and poked his face. Wu Santong waved the trunk and forced Li Mochou to retreat several feet, but the trunk was heavy after all. After a while, Wu Santong was a little difficult. When Li Mochou saw that there was a little gap, he would approach him. Suddenly, a yellow shadow flashed.

Li Mochou used his light skills to jump to the treetops of the tree trunk held by Wu Santong. He hit the air. Wu Santong hurriedly turned the trunk down, but Li Mochou ran down the trunk. Wu Santong had to abandon the trunk and suddenly gave a finger with his right hand. This time he faced Li Mochou's forehead. Li Mochou turned a little into the tree, but his left foot hooked the trunk. Then he used force to insert the treetop into the soil. Not only did he avoid Wu Santong's yang finger, but he also turned over with an inverted golden bell and quickly hit Wu Santong's shoulder. Wu Santong groaned and took a few steps back, feeling a pain in his shoulder. This was Li Mochou's name was the name of Master Yideng. Otherwise, the poisonous Red Refining Divine Palm would definitely make Wu Santong's arm useless.

At this moment, a child in rags was ragged and ragged, but his eyes were lively, and his white teeth were revealed when he smiled, and he looked free and easy.

"Wow! What day is today? So many beauties of all sizes have come here! Hey! There is a brother here. This looks are not ordinary. If you tilt the feather fan with your hand, you are like Zhuge Zhiliang, handsome and handsome, like Zhou Lang of the Eastern Wu! I wonder what that brother is called this?" Yang Guo held a chicken in one hand and flattered him. This person was Xiao Feng, who ran over with his light skills. As for Huang Yaoshi, he saw Guo Fu, but he didn't want to see Guo Jing and his wife here, so he hid it.

Xiao Feng felt very comfortable when he heard it, thinking that Yang Guo was really similar to me, and he accepted these compliments with smugly and said, "No, not bad, I am as my brother said, Zhuge's wisdom and Zhou Lang's beauty! The little brother is also good, and he washes off the dew. It can be seen that his sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and his nose is as bright as a gallbladder. He is also a rare beauty in the world, happy together." Yang Guo sweated heavily
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