Nightfall

It wasn't until the fist stopped that the wind in the channel suddenly screamed, and the world's vitality was chaotic,

As soon as the mist was blown clean, the smooth and steep surface of the stone wall began to peel off like a long-standing pastry, and the rock wall that had been shaken was falling towards a thin sheet of stone dust rain.

The fist was extremely stable, without any tremor, and the hard finger joints showed a pale white sè, which looked like a bamboo in the wind, and like the round handle of a steel knife, it could suddenly stand still when the unprecedented momentum reached its peak. And it can be so stable, proving that the middle-aged man who hit this fist is very powerful.

But the stronger the middle-aged man and his fists, the more proof that the college master is stronger.

The brother looked at the fist calmly without saying a word.

The middle-aged man flexed his elbow slowly and drew his fist back a bit.

Master Fu, his gentle eyes fell on the middle-aged man's face.

The middle-aged man bowed his head slightly, and the silence took a step back.

The brother's gaze fell on a stone chip at the foot of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and took a step back in silence.

The elder brother looked calmly at his shoulder.

The middle-aged man retreated.

The older brother continued to look at him.

The middle-aged man retreated and retreated until he was about to exit the tunnel.

At this moment, he suddenly stopped, the thick eyebrows of the silkworm raised slightly, calmly looked back at the gentle eyes of the master, the red **** double chún slightly opened, and the sound of the stone buzzed: "Sorry . "

As these two words burst out of the mouth, the fist that has been half stretched out in front of you slowly releases, and the five fingers are released slowly like the old bamboo open huā, and then suddenly shrink!

An extremely powerful and overbearing atmosphere was released from the middle-aged man, fearing that his clothes and hunting would ring, and the invisible force between the five fingers spread out and closed together, and attacked Ning Que's abdomen through the air!

After all, he is the pinnacle of the martial arts. Although he is afraid of the existence of the master of the college, it does not mean that he will become a rat in front of the other party, and he will be afraid to dare to shoot at all.

When the older brother appeared. He is always showing weakness, retreating again and again, but he is about to exit the channel, seeing that there is no threat to Ning Que, and everyone in the field has begun to relax!

With a hissing sound, the cloth belt in front of Ning Que ōng broke in response.

The iron box tied by the cloth belt suddenly flew out and fell into the hands of a middle-aged man.

Turning the meaning of fist killing into the meaning of restraint, he showed the deepest understanding of martial arts, and his grasp of the timing of the shot and the strong decision-making power is to use the art of war on the confrontation of force. As god.

It is extremely rare for anyone in the world who can achieve the highest level of martial arts and art of war.

Even the Datang Empire. Only four generals can do it.

With the iron box in hand, the middle-aged man no longer asked for anything, silently looking at the elder brother, and continued to slowly retreat to the outside of the valley. The speed under his feet did not seem to accelerate, but he instantly retreated more than ten feet.

Looking at the figure of the middle-aged man retreating out of the valley, the master stunned slightly. He was indeed surprised that the other party had obviously retreated, but in the end he still forced to shoot. With a sigh, "Worship."

The speed of the master's speech is not too slow, but the tone is a little light, and it seems that there is a wonderful pause before each word is spoken, so I feel that the word He Ku has been spoken for a long time.

The movement of the middle-aged man didn't even think of him. He didn't have time to respond. Of course, Ning Que didn't have any reaction. He didn't wake up until the middle-aged man withdrew the iron box far away.

And his mind was shocked too much at this time, and he couldn't think of other questions at all.

The powerful middle-aged man with a thick eyebrow silkworm and chún thick blood, according to his appearance description for so many years, should it be Xiahou? Was it the Xiahou who killed the gate of the General's Mansion and turned his happy life into an underworld practice? It was the Xiahou who slaughtered several villages at the border and killed the Xiaoheizi clan?

And who is this scholar wearing torn sandals next to him? Ning Que met the other party on the first day after entering the academy. He clearly remembered this scholar who was clean and credible enough to scare his heart. He remembered that the other party wanted the water around his waist to change his **** umbrella. Of course, I already guessed that this scholar was probably his own brother.

After the master sighed, he looked to Ning Que and asked, "Is the box important? Would you like to grab it back?"

Ning Que did n’t understand why the middle-aged man who might be Xiahou wanted to grab the iron box, and he did n’t understand why the scholar next to him, who might be the master ’s scholar, could ask questions at this time slowly. The money is not worth it, of course, there is no need to take the risk to grab it back, but the other party has been robbed for so long, you are thinking about asking yourself if it seems a little too slow?

Suddenly, he remembered that Chen Pipi once told himself that Master Brother was very serious and very serious in doing things, so he moved very slowly. Seeing him on the first day, the other party was really a very slow person.

Ning Que respected the salute and bowed his head and said, "That box is not important, don't grab it."

Then he raised his head and looked carefully. It was a scholar wearing cotton-padded jacket and worn shoes, with a roll of old books in his waist and a water scoop, there was no strong breath in his body, nor how tall and mighty. .

However, standing next to this scholar, Ning Que would have no choice but to feel safe, and he felt calm and happy, and felt at home, knowing that no one would dare to bully himself, just like standing under a lush green tree, not afraid at all The wind and rain from the outside, this sense of security that is absolutely unquestionable, even moved him to silence.

The older brother probably knew his mood at this time, and his expression was gentle. When he began to seriously think about how to start a chat with the younger brother, suddenly if he felt something, he looked up at the sky with some surprise.

The mist in the mountain road has already been crushed by that fist, and the mist still lingers in the air. Looking at the sky, I can't see the snow peak. I can only see that the mist has been torn apart by a huge mouth. Before the rift, it was a figure!

That figure should have jumped from Xuefeng, it was more like jumping from the sky, continually crashing through the air and fog, sending out a throbbing low-pitched sound, and you can imagine how fast the speed has reached.

The mist on the mountain road spread out a circular hole, and the figure fell from it, surrounded by a semi-spherical water mist, and the flames of the blood on both sides were burning vigorously.

A powerful and overbearing atmosphere enveloped from the figure towards the ground, locking all the dozens of feet away.

The pair of old boots from the extreme north cold region came closer and closer to the ground, stepping on the middle-aged man's head.

The middle-aged man came and looted when he came, and it was extremely fast when he retreated. However, the man who jumped out of the air obviously has been lurking for a long time. It was actually a domineering foot that locked the ground with a radius of dozens of feet. Wherever a quasi-middle-aged man retreats, he still cannot avoid it completely.

More importantly, he hopes that middle-aged men will avoid it. In these situations, as long as middle-aged men avoid again today, the other party's breath will be exhausted, which is a mortal ending!

But what can I do if I can't avoid it?

The last time the man jumped from the sky was the old boots on his feet that stepped on the wilderness for the first time. He smashed the shield held by the most powerful warrior of the Wang Ting tribe with one foot and trampled the wizard and student A pool of blood mud!

The middle-aged man didn't evade because he knew he couldn't avoid it, because he could clearly feel the killing intent on the foot above his head, and the smell of familiarity and even closeness.

Although he has n’t smelled that taste for many years, no matter how long the interval is, as long as he smells it, he will be vigilant and silent, because that is also his taste, which belongs to the Ming Dynasty.

The rich man's eyebrows of the thick and thick silkworm suddenly picked up, and a strong emotion radiated from his stern face. His feet clattered into the hard stone ground, and he lowered his waist and bent his knees. Right fist.

He punched the sky with a punch!

The old boots with blood flames met the fists with metallic luster, met in the valley.

The overbearing powerful breath directly tears the heaven and earth vitality in the valley into countless extremely fine turbulent turbulences, but those turbulences cannot escape around, but are pitifully wrapped in these two temperaments that are diametrically opposite or even opposite, but also the same overbearing strong breath After entering, it became two semicircular air hoods.

The semi-circular air cover at the old boot shone with blood, spitting into the sky.

The semi-circular airflow cover at the fist glowed with the luster of gold, and spit out to the ground.

Except for the snorting airflow, the valley was dead.

The Hulan Sea in the distance beyond the valley suddenly trembles, and the increasingly solid ice surface blown by the cold wind, somehow there are dozens of very fine cracks, and the intersection of the cracks is even avalanche. Several less fat fish jumped out of the ice cave, struggling twice on the ice and then frozen.

Then there was a sound in the valley ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ That sound was extremely loud and contained pure power, like a thunderous thunder.

A large half-deep pit appeared on the ground.

After the thunder, there was a distant echo, like a bell.

The stone fragments that had just been shattered by two breaths no longer flew but fell peacefully.

Mo Shanshan and others who were struck down by two breaths again found themselves not seriously injured.

The two most domineering breaths in the world collided, but there was almost no leakage of power, but they locked each other accurately, and then the distant world gave sufficient response, and the two domineering breaths collided to the end. The dysentery has become a grand feeling. What kind of state have the two people who have met?

The brother looked at the collision of the two absolute forces in front of him, and even he was amazed. He said seriously to Ning Que who did n’t know when to stand behind him: "The former master of Mozong was basically killed by his uncle Now, it is difficult to see the head-on confrontation between the two masters of the Mozong master. You should observe and study carefully, young master ...