The fifth thousand three hundred and fifty-ninth chapters old past
As the young monk spoke, he took out a dart from his waist. He raised the dart and looked at the wind knife and continued: "My master said that your Feng family's kung fu is not to be passed on to others. My dart skills were learned by my master when he was traveling in the world in his early years.
At that time, we used our inner strength and mental skills to exchange them with your Feng Family’s Kuang Biao Hand Feng Xiao Tian.”
He then looked at Wan Lin and said: "Senior Brother Wan, my master also said that the Wan family's internal strength and medical skills are unparalleled in China and unrivaled in the world. Today we have seen the two miraculous skills of your Wan family.
.Senior Brother Wan, the fragrance just now was so amazing. When we breathed it in, we felt as relaxed as if we were cleansing our marrow, and the injuries on our bodies were much better. It was amazing. By the way, how come we fainted from the fragrance again?
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Wan Lin and Feng Dao looked at the little monk's innocent look and smiled. Feng Dao touched the little monk's bald head and smiled: "I remembered what you said. When I was young, my grandfather told me that I was too
Grandpa has a hot temper and is known as the Cyclonus Hand in the world. He is the senior in our Feng family who has the highest kung fu in history."
He paused for a moment before looking at the old monk and said: "My grandfather told me that my great-grandfather and a senior from Lingyi Temple were close friends, but my grandfather didn't say anything about the exchange of kung fu. Senior,
What happened back then?" He then looked at the old monk in surprise.
The old monk saw Feng Dao's questioning look. He put down his tea bowl and replied: "The martial arts of each sect are strictly forbidden to be spread to outsiders. It is impossible for you to know. At that time, the Feng family's martial arts were famous for their sword skills, hidden weapons and light skills, but their internal strength was not famous.
It’s unknown.” After the old monk said this, he looked up at the dark window and talked about the past decades ago.
Decades ago, Master Tianchang, who was in his twenties, was walking around the country as ordered by his master. When he walked to a mountain, he suddenly saw four or five boys bullying two girls. He immediately rushed up and knocked them over.
There were four or five boys.
He was just about to take the two girls away from the group of gangsters, but suddenly a group of boys with lancets and sticks rushed out from the surrounding mountains. At this time, Master Changtian was unarmed. Seeing that the situation was critical, he immediately shouted to let go.
The two girls ran away quickly, and he rushed after them.
Master Changtian rushed forward and dodged a flash of sword light. He raised his foot and kicked over the kid who was rushing forward. He then followed the sword flash and rushed towards the other boy on the side like lightning. He grabbed the opponent's hand and held it.
The knife's wrist was violently twisted to the side.
With a crisp sound of a broken wrist, he grabbed the opponent's lancet, raised his left foot and kicked the boy to the side. He raised the machete in his hand and was about to rush towards the other boys in front.
At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly sounded from behind him. His expression changed, and he turned and threw himself to the side.
As soon as Master Changtian threw himself to the side, a ray of sword light passed by his back, followed by a burst of sharp pain in his waist. Then there was a burst of bone-piercing pain in his back!
Master Changtian threw himself to the side. He endured the severe pain, turned around and swung a blade of light behind him. At this time, his heart had sunk. He knew that what he was facing was not a group of ruffians, but a group of ruffians.
They are a group of people who practice martial arts.
Moreover, when he exerted all his strength, the person behind him could appear quietly behind him and slashed him with a knife. This only meant that there was a person with strong martial arts behind him, and ordinary people simply could not do it quietly.
Appeared behind him silently!
Changtian firmly believes that if he is not injured, he, the descendant of Lingyi Temple, is not afraid of any opponent. However, he has been injured in the opponent's insidious sneak attack, and now he is in danger among this group of wolf-like gangsters!
Changtian realized the danger, and regardless of the injury on his lower back, he turned around and struck out with a blade of light behind him. He pushed back the black shadow behind him, then turned around and rushed towards the group of boys in front of him.
At this time, he already understood that after being plotted and seriously injured, he was unable to escape from this group of brutal opponents. Now his only chance to escape was to fight to the death to kill the group of villains in front of him, otherwise he would
He will definitely be buried in this barren mountain.
He rushed in front of a group of boys in front of him, sideways dodged the sword light from the other party, and suddenly twisted his body, slashing the chest of a boy on the side who had raised a stick to hit him, and a red blood drop followed his sword.
The light rose. The opponent screamed, threw away the long stick in his hand and fell backwards.
Chang Tian chopped down a kid with one knife. He squatted down, kicked the ground with both feet, and threw himself forward diagonally. Two sword lights flew past his figure. He dodged the sword swung at his side.
The sword flashed, and the machete in his hand passed by the thigh of the knife-wielding boy in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, Chang Tian had already knocked down two gangsters with the lancet he grabbed. He rolled forward to avoid the light of a powerful knife. He pressed his left hand on the ground, jumped up suddenly, and raised his left hand upward.
He got up, grabbed a wooden stick that hit his head, and pushed it towards the side with a sword.
With a crisp "click" sound, the wooden stick pushed out by Changtian was split into two in front of the sharp machete. The boy holding the stick and the boy staggered back, with panic expressions on their faces at the same time.
With their expressions, the boys holding murderous weapons around them also rushed towards the two of them in panic.
Changtian's movements were extremely fast. He pushed away the long stick that hit his head. He did not take advantage of the momentum to pursue. Instead, he kicked off the ground with both feet and threw himself backwards like lightning. The machete in his hand made a "ding" sound.
He struck hard at a blade of light coming from behind. He already knew from the sound of the wind behind him that the master who slashed him had been following him like a shadow.
As Chang Tian suddenly turned around and struck a blow, the black shadow chasing behind him grunted, and a lancet in his hand flew out whistling to the side. The boy staggered back.
At this time, Changtian had realized that the person with the highest martial arts skills among this group of gangsters was the kid behind him who was plotting against him, so after he was injured in the attack, he reacted quickly and rushed forward to get rid of the people behind him.
He chopped down the two of them with his swift sword skills, and forced the other boys back with a swing of his sword. He turned around and rushed back. With the machete filled with internal energy in his hand, he knocked the murderous weapon from the opponent's hand with great force. He then violently moved forward.
Taking a step forward, the machete in his right hand whizzed towards the opponent's waist.
Just when Changtian swung his machete to cut the opponent in half, a gust of wind suddenly rose, and severe pain shot through his back and right leg at the same time.
His right leg went weak as he pushed forward, and the lancet swung out with his right hand swept past the opponent's belly with a stream of blood. He then turned over amid the severe pain radiating from behind him and in his legs.