The sword saint Zhong Buhui looked at Xuan Yushou's nine-level martial arts, pointed and left as if he was possessed by a demon. If this old man in rags was walking on the street, he would be a beggar with abnormal spirits no matter how he looked. No one could imagine that he was the 19th place in the Supreme Golden List, and the sword saint Zhong Buhui, who created the most powerful martial arts skills outside the twelve palaces. Li Taichu followed the sword saint to the door and watched him leave.

When Taichu returned to the room, Agou came from a farming family of generations. He had no inheritance from aristocratic families and no influence from martial arts. His understanding of martial arts was far less than that of abundance. However, after this battle experience, Agou's use of martial arts has made great progress. He actually practiced Xuan Yu Hand to the fifth level. He saw Qiyun's arm, and he directly punched more than ten punches while breathing.

"Ah Dog, that's great! Your punch is the fifth most important thing for Xuan Yu Hand to stay, but..."

"But what's wrong?"

"The method was used wrong." Taichu pretended to be mysterious!

"Where did you use it wrong?" Agou looked confused.

Linli listened to the conversation between the two and walked over: "Speed ​​Fist is not an illusion box. The illusion box uses the illusion in the sky to make the other party not know how to resist, but its strength is not strong. The simplicity box is to cultivate speed to the extreme, and one blow will hit, making the other party not have time to block it. Your simplicity actually hit more than a dozen silhouettes in a row, shortening the time for each punch to accumulate strength. The fist is weak, the speed of the fist is weak, and the path is the same. The other party can easily block it. He punches the unparalleled speed box, but loses the unpredictable effect of the magic boxing gods and ghosts. The power is far less than that of the fantasy boxing."

Taichu looked at Linli in surprise. Linli's understanding of martial arts has reached this point. No wonder she is so easy to fight every day. But Agou is a little dissatisfied: "Lingli, I have practiced the fifth level of Xuanyu Hand. This is not based on strength of muscles and bones. It is impossible to do without pure use of Yuanli." Agou's implication is that he has already mastered Yuanli and was very skilled.

"That's really congratulations to junior brother." As he spoke, Lingli stretched out a finger, and saw that the finger turned white jade in an instant. Lingli suddenly punched a finger. It was a speed fist. The difference was that her fist was not clenched, but a white jade finger. The speed of the fist was many times faster than Agou. Agou didn't see clearly how she punched and how to close her fist. Lanli still raised the hand and stretched out a finger. She gently blew the dust on her fingers. It seemed that she had never used her hand. Looking at the incense burner on the table, a round hole was punched by her fingers, and the position of the incense burner did not move. After a moment, the incense burner exploded. The incense burner was a copper product!

Taichu widened his eyes in surprise: "Lingli, your Xuanyu hand is really at its peak!" This finger is even better than the Shadowless Sword, and even the Martial Ancestor would not be able to stand his finger. More importantly, the speed of the move is invincible. The martial arts skills in the world are invincible, but the speed is not broken. The speed of the wind is beyond the scope of Taichu and Agou's cognition of martial arts.

"I've talked about it. I haven't practiced the Xuanyu Hand Tongxuan Realm yet. I can only have the power of this finger, and this finger cannot be maintained. At most, I can only maintain a few breaths. However, these breathing time is enough for me to defeat my opponent."

The two saw that the white fingers on Lingli's fingers had indeed receded. The face was a little tired. The powerful force needed the support of Yuanli. Lingli was the second level of Martial Emperor, but he issued a blow that could attack the Martial Ancestor. At this moment, Yuanli was exhausted. Taichu hurriedly lost her internal strength for her. There was a reason why Lingli fought once a day. Her martial arts were indeed extremely powerful, but it was difficult to last.

"What's so great? I can fight for one day, and you only have a few seconds. What's the use of such a useless martial art?" Agou mumbled and was a little dissatisfied.

"Or come and try my Xuanyu finger!" said softly.

After hearing this, Agou stuck out his tongue and his head shaking like a rattle: "No need, you'd better save it yourself!" He still refused to admit defeat and did not forget to ridicule the instant of Lanli's martial arts. Lanli ignored him and closed his eyes to regulate his breath. Lanli's complexion returned to normal. Taichu began to carefully explain the boxing techniques to Agou based on his understanding of the Nine Yang Divine Fist. Should he use a move to demonstrate to him? This silly brother is a little stupid, but his mind is simple and kind. In this Tianyuan Mountain where fish and dragons are mixed, Taichu was very worried about him. It's already good that Agou can understand the fifth level of Xuanyu Hand.

, the elders of the Shenji Sect may not be able to reach this level. First, relying on Agou's unremitting efforts, and second, practicing the Eight-Meridian Vajra Art every day, Yuanli wanders around his whole body, allowing Agou to have an understanding of Yuanli, so that martial arts can advance so quickly. As for Linli, it is definitely an innate intelligence. This is the gap in innate quality. But if you don't work hard, the innate gap will not determine anything, and acquired efforts are more important. Linli is the type that has both innate intelligence and acquired efforts. You are not afraid that others are smarter than you, but you are afraid that the person who is smarter than you will work harder than you.

In the morning of the next morning, Taichu was still guiding Agou's boxing technique. Agou made a few moves, and Taichu nodded and smiled, very satisfied. Now Agou's fist path has cracked the effect of the Nine Yang Divine Fist. Agou was practicing on his own, not sleeping all night, without any fatigue, and became more and more vigorous as he practiced. Taichu sat cross-legged and restored his energy.

Leng Wushuang was already standing on the top of the North Mountain. The opposite side was the palace master Gui Da Po, the second level of martial arts ancestor. The unique martial arts technique Jiuyin Technique and the martial arts technique Wuji Sound Bo Kung.

The ghost mother-in-law is an old woman in her 190s. She bent over and hunched, wrinkled on her face, white and sparse hair, and thin and dry. She was wearing bright red clothes inconsistently, which was a bit like a big red dress for marriage. She held a jade flute in her hand. It was the Demon Soul Broken Flute, ranked third in the top ten evil soldiers.

The old and sad voice came: "Has Mr. Leng ever married a wife?" This question was inexplicable, and Leng Wushuang's hair stood up all over his body. Taichu transformed an old man, and he could not call him the word "Young Master" no matter what. Leng Wushuang hesitated and felt a little embarrassed, and then said angrily: "What do you have to do with you!"

The old voice continued: "I have never been married!"

Leng Wushuang looked ashamed. Is this old lady crazy? Taichu was right, this ghost mother-in-law is indeed a bit crazy. She is a martial arts genius, and was selected as the heir by the palace master of the previous Nine Yin Palace. She was carefully trained and passed on her Nine Yin Art. This was a good thing, but the mistake was the Nine Yin Art.

The practice of the Nine Yin Technique is about collecting yang and replenishing yin, which means having to sleep with countless men, sucking the man dry through sex, and enhancing his own skills. The ghost mother-in-law was the number one beauty in the world, and her real name was Leng Xiangyun. There were countless suitors, and almost became the dream lover of every warrior, and even portraits were popular.

Leng Xiangyun is self-disciplined and extremely arrogant. She had a man in her heart, and the two had a deep relationship. Leng Xiangyun would rather die than practice the Nine Yin Technique. The previous palace master was furious and controlled Leng Xiangyun's acupoints and seduced Leng Xiangyun in front of her. The man was indeed not tempted and had sex with the palace master. It can be imagined that he was killed by picking and repairing.

Leng Xiangyun's love betrayed and died tragically, and she was in pain, but she still refused to practice the Nine Yin Technique. The palace master was unwilling to give up and gave her the most intense Hehuan San, allowing her to make peace with more than ten men at the same time, breaking her virginity. After she woke up, she turned white all night. She said that Leng Xiangyun was dead, and since then she changed her name to the Ghost Grandma, becoming extremely lewd and devoted herself to practicing the Nine Yin Technique. It took him fifty years to practice the Nine Yin Technique from the Third Martial Emperor to the Second Martial Ancestor. He was less than a hundred years old when he reached the Second Martial Ancestor.

The former Lord of the Palace was only concerned with the result she wanted. As for the process, means, and what psychological feelings the other party had, it was not important. The Lord of the Palace was very happy to achieve his goal and passed on his unique martial arts Wuji Sound Wave Kung.

The ghost grandma didn't know where she got the Demon Soul-Breaking Flute by chance. After practicing martial arts, Sound Wave Kung, she killed the former Lord and dismembered her body. None of the descendants of the former Lord killed her. It turned out that she had never forgotten the great revenge of killing the love and robbing the Zhen. Leng Xiangyun was originally the niece of the former Lord, but in the end she was the only one left in the Leng family.

Leng Wushuang naturally didn't know these details, but she could also see that the old woman looked unlucky and had a hollow look. She was definitely a person with a story. Her empty eyes made people feel distressed when she saw it, and said, "The phoenix is ​​so phoenix, why is it so declining? The past cannot be advised, and the coming can still be pursued. Just, don't miss the old friends' expectations!"

Leng Wushuang is kind-hearted and can't stand the old woman's self-torture, so she slightly revised the lyrics from the Analects of Confucius and pronounced them. The general meaning is: Phoenix, Phoenix, what is the reason for you to look so declining! Past mistakes are irreparable, but things in the future can still be changed. Things that have become a foregone conclusion are helpless, but don't let down the old friends' expectations for you.

The old lady suddenly shone with her eyes, her face dissipated, and she said, "Are you?" The lyrics are the last words of her beloved before her death. Only she herself knew that the person opposite her had said similar words today, which made her not shocked, as if she had seen hope.

"I am Leng Wushuang!" Leng Li's plain voice remained the same.

"Damn it, you dare to joke with my man!" The ghost mother-in-law actually gritted her teeth and looked angry. The magic sound soul-breaking flute had already been lifted up.

Leng Wushuang shook her head and sighed in her heart. Her hatred was already to the core and no one could save her. Once a woman's heart became dark, no matter whether you treat her well or badly, it would become an incomparable hatred in her heart. Unless she relies on her own wisdom to realize it, no one could save her. She was afraid that they would be wrong and not know it, and she was immersed in the hatred and enjoy herself.

A sad and miserable voice came, and Leng Wushuang said in surprise: "No!" He hurriedly mobilized Yuanli to wander around the twelve serious and the acupoints on his head. The operation of Yuanli was constantly hindered, which was not as smooth as usual. He mobilized the Yuanli of the Third Martial Ancestor to impact the obstacle, and Yuanli started to operate with difficulty. Even so, Leng Wushuang was still lost in a flash. His eyes became blurred. The tragic scenes of the past appeared in Leng Wushuang's mind. He forced himself to restrain himself. The eyes of the onlookers turned dull, some cried bitterly, and some laughed foolishly.

Leng Wushuang said intimately, I couldn't sit and wait for death. He forced the steel gun, injected the shadowless sword energy, and rushed towards the ghost grandma. The ghost grandma's flute sound suddenly became high-pitched, and the air made a sharp roar, and the grass and trees broke inch by inch like a knife cut. The onlookers began to roll away, and they were extremely painful. The Yuan power in Leng Wushuang's body churned, as if he had been severely injured.

Leng Wushuang forced the Yuanli to resist the attack, and the rushing did not stop at all. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the ghost grandma, less than two meters away from the ghost grandma. The ghost grandma's flute sound became extremely low, but the Yuanli fluctuated even more strongly, and the mountains began to shake. Leng Wushuang dared to surging blood, his feet were a little unstable, his heart accelerated with the flute sound, his chest became stuffy, and a strong sense of suffocation came.

Leng Wushuang firmly believed that if the other party strengthened the attack like this, he would definitely not be good at melee combat. As long as he approached her, he would win. He accelerated the Yuanli to resist the attack of the sound wave, and then his footsteps became stable and activated the Nine Palace Flying Star. The stumbled Nine Palace Flying Star footsteps were shocking. When it was also quite effective, he instantly arrived in front of the ghost mother-in-law, and the spear tip was stabbed out, which had reached her throat.

The ghost mother-in-law was shocked and put down the jade flute and said, "What a powerful internal force, you are not afraid of sound wave skills or magic sound!"

"This kind of evil martial arts is effective in attacking them inadequately. If you give me a few days to practice the method of resistance, your attack power will definitely be completely invalid to me."

The attack of Wuji Sound Wave Kung is indeed not powerful, but it is just that he attacks from the inside, making it impossible for internal martial arts to resist, which makes it look very powerful. The ghost mother-in-law said helplessly: "Since that's the case, I can only admit defeat. Now you have only two choices, either kill me, or wait for endless revenge from the Nine Yin Palace!" Her words were still full of hatred and resentment.

How could Leng Wushuang be afraid of her? But he was disgusted with others' threats. The energy in his palm was circulating, and he slapped the ghost mother-in-law out with one palm. She spurted out blood and flew a hundred meters away, and fell to the ground. This was also Leng Wushuang's mercy, otherwise she would not have life. "I'm giving you a little lesson. I'll provoke me again, and I will kill you!" Jianghu was originally a killer, and Leng Wushuang was so soft-hearted that she didn't know how much trouble she caused to herself, so that the twelve palaces ordered the Wulin to besiege Xinlan Sect.

Suddenly, the entire top of the mountain was filled with blood mist, and Leng Wushuang was covered with it.
Chapter completed!