Martial Arts: Start from Getting Xiao Li Fei Dao

at the same time.

In the afterglow of the morning.

A legendary figure, with her head down, fishing gently by the river, she looks beautiful, no one even knows how old she is, she just bows her head, she looks like a girl Attitude, looking at the parade fish in the water, holding his chin, he fell into deep thought, "How lonely life is at the end, what if the world is invincible?"

She smiled herself, "I really hope that there will be a person who can be called an opponent in this world, this kind of idle cloud wild crane's life is too boring, I am afraid that Murong Longcheng has already died, and there is only one The old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang Mountain is a little interesting. It is said that the Shaolin monks are very interesting, but these people are just juniors..."

"Kill me!"

In the closed Putian Shaolin Temple, there was the sound of fighting, and the sound insulation effect was very good, in this closed environment.

One person, one sword and one white robe, and he entered the battlefield. This is already a battlefield. He used one enemy to a hundred, one person and one sword, but he used the Dugu Nine Swords. Out of the characteristics of Dugu Nine Swords.

Linghu Chong stood still, only at this moment did he know, what is true beyond the sky, there are people outside the real world, he could not see Li Feng's swordsmanship, but he knew that Li Feng used the nine swords of Dugu, "Take Dugu The speed of the Nine Swords has reached its limit."

"The Nine Swords of Dugu is very complicated. If the speed of the swordsmanship can be brought into full play, the people who can make the Nine Swords of Dugu make the second move will no longer exist in the arena."

While watching the battle, Su Rongrong thoughtfully analyzed that she was proficient in everything. Although her martial arts skills were not high, she still understood... the principles of martial arts.

"I underestimated Brother Li."

Chu Liuxiang looked at the rain of blood in the sky and couldn't help but feel a little sad, "Sometimes, if you don't be more ruthless, I'm afraid more people will be sacrificed. After all, the Central Plains martial arts have also been invaded by these Dongying people in recent years."

Black Pearl couldn't help laughing.

After half an hour.

On the ground, the corpses of fake monks from the Ice Temple were already lying on the ground.

"Brother Chong, aren't you angry?"

Ren Yingying on the side asked, looking at the man in white standing in the sea of ​​corpses, puzzled. Although Li Feng murdered, but he was dressed in white, but there was no trace of Ren's blood. Although there was blood on his sword, Li Feng Feng just flicked lightly, the blood on the sword "Seven sons of Huashan, no one came back on the way to the great desert, I listened to the conversation between Feng Shishilang and Wuhua that day, I already knew the reason, Shi Guanyin was the only one who came back. All the disasters, and Shi Guanyin has colluded with the Dongying people, we don’t need to feel sorry for the Dongying people.”

Linghu Chong suddenly thought about the past years ago. Since the death of Yue Buqun, the Huashan faction has been withered, and finally seven 7 masters came out, but when they went west, no one came back.

"ended."

Li Feng put away the weapon in his hand, and more than [-] Dongying people disguised as Putian Shaolin Temple all died. He just put away the long sword in his hand, white clothes fluttered, and walked in front of everyone.

Now Li Feng suddenly resumed his smiling posture, his eyes fell on Su Rongrong, "Let's go."

As he spoke, he took a sweaty BMW and glanced at Black Pearl.

"Is it over?"

Black Pearl raised her hand to Li Feng.

"If there is a chance in the future, I will see you again."

"If you come to the Great Desert, I will definitely invite you to drink. If you don't get drunk, you won't go home."

Black Pearl laughed loudly, "You know, the sweaty horse I gave you is the strongest horse in the world, and you actually tame it. I really admire you."

"Brother Li!"

Linghu Chong raised his hand and said, "After this time, I realized how weak I am. I want to take Yingying to the desert to investigate the disappearance of the seven sons of Mount Hua. Let's leave it now."

"Goodbye by fate."

Li Feng didn't kill Linghu Chong, just because he felt that Linghu Chong was also a person with a personality, and sometimes he lost his mind. Now, Ling Hu Chong is already half a waste, and all his infuriating qi can't run, the only thing available is... in his hand. The sword is nothing... Chu Liuxiang smiled bitterly and walked towards Li Feng, her eyes fell on Su Rongrong.

Su Rongrong was also looking at Chu Liuxiang, "Brother Chu, what are your plans?"

"I……"

Chu Xiang hesitated for a moment, and a hint of bitterness flashed in her heart, "Are you going back to the painting boat?"

Li Feng couldn't help but ask.

"No need no need"

Chu Liuxiang waved her hands again and again, "Li Feng, I don't know when we will see you again today. Can you leave alone? I have something to tell Rongrong."

""Um. "

Li Feng turned around, and Linghu Chong, who was beside him, sneered in his eyes, "Look, this kid is really plotting something wrong. Hey, Brother Li, are you just letting them get along like this?"

Linghu Chong asked involuntarily.

"How did you see it"

Li Feng asked suspiciously.

"Because I looked at Chu Liuxiang, and I have been staring at Miss Su Rongrong with the same thoughts."

Linghu Chong couldn't help laughing.

"Besides... trusting Rong Rong, is there anything else I can do?"

Li Feng asked back.

"I think you remembered the time when you were obsessed with little junior sister."

Ren Yingying said coldly.

Linghu Chong smiled bitterly, but he did not refute.

"...Even if she's crazy, you still go back to Huashan School to see her secretly."