~.-~      They can do, what you should do, and what you want to do have already been done, and now it’s really time to leave.

Fang Xian shouted a line to everyone with great skill: "Brothers, the green mountains will not change and the green water will flow forever, and we will go to the world together in the future!"

After saying that, he held Hatsune girl in his hand and left in a row.

Zhang Sanfeng quickly held Zhang Wuji and followed: "Little Friend Tian, ​​I have something to ask for advice!"

Zhang Wuji burst into tears: "Brother, you are not authentic. I agreed to take me to find my adoptive father..."

Linghu Chong will not forget this figure. This thief who took him out of the dead and gave him new hope. His expression at this moment was really a 45-degree smile looking up at the sunset.

The four subordinates of the Murong family of Gusu felt that it was not too late. Murong Fu just issued the next order.

"Study Yue Buqun and spare no effort."

"Yes! Young Master! Also, are we late?"

"What do you think?"

Afterwards, the Swallow Duels **** also left.

Songshan is still the same Songshan.

The Five Mountains are no longer the Five Mountains.

Fang Xian ran wildly with Wang Yuyan, smiling freely.

"I'll just rub it! It would be great if I had the light function of "Walking in All One" and I would buy a bad car!! My legs were soaring to 200 miles! Hahaha!"

Wang Yuyan hugged Tian Boguang, and the wind blew away her hair. She looked at the scenery passing by on both sides, caressed the strong chest muscles, and snuggled up to her broad and majestic chest, which was light and pleasant, and at ease.

"Uncle Tian. It's really interesting to be with you!"

"Ha?" Fang Xian smiled hoarsely, "You are in Yanziwu homes too much, and the outside world is very exciting."

"Haha...Uncle Tian! I like being with you!"

"..." Fang Xian was stunned. Then he realized that although he seemed to have two wives, he had never confessed his love and asked for a marriage, and he had a very incomplete rush to get to the feet.

Fang Xian thought about it and had enough time. After the battle, he was happy and enjoyed it. Now the girl is devoted to her and will not do it at this time. When will she wait!

Thinking of this, the seven-foot man did not stop, hugged the girl and rushed into the woods, with the sound of wind blowing and his white robe fluttering.

"Ah... is here again..." After three deaths, Wang Yuyan has become so skillful that she has slightly unbuttoned the collar of her shirt, revealing her white and tender skin, and her purple bellyband is also looming.

Fang Xian swallowed a big mouthful of smear, okay, he was just a guy who saw a woman's legs, it didn't matter.

Wang Yuyan was already familiar with her eyes. She looked provocative and gently took off her uncle's pants with her little hand. She rubbed her black and hard.

Fang Xian stood up straight, and the girl knelt in front of him. The cherry mouth was then pressed on.

He closed his eyes, and it must be too hungry.

"Big brother!!! I've asked me to catch up!!!"

"Little Red Man, it's obviously my master's pursuit... It's so tiring."

"………………………………………………” Fang Xian's face shook.

Zhang Wuji jumped over with his big eyes: "Hey? Big brothers, what are you doing?"

Zhang Sanfeng also observed carefully: "Little Friend Tian, ​​is this a behavior of showing friendship between men and women?"

"This is... the third time or the fourth time..." Fang Xian yelled at the sky, "The road to Shu is difficult!"

Seeing that the pair of live babies came, Wang Yuyan was naturally shy. She tied her shirt buttons and hid behind her uncle and stood shyly.

"Entertainment father...Entertainment father...Entertainment father..." Zhang Wuji relied on him.

Fang Xian sighed and promised that he should do it. With Zhang Wuji following along, this was another thirsty journey.

"Okay, okay, go now."

Zhang Sanfeng quickly stopped him, and he actually drew out the Tai Chi sword: "Young friend Tian, ​​come on, I have been watching for a long time and my hands are itchy and tight. Let's practice two moves."

"………………Don’t make a fuss, real person, that was all empty just now. I used Ren Woxing’s internal strength. How can you not know?"

"I know, I know, this time we will only use moves and no internal force." Zhang Sanfeng smiled, "I want to use Tai Chi sword technique to learn your Qianfeng sword technique. I just saw it, it's not good."

Although Zhenren Zhang didn't help much in this battle, he was a kind person after all. He didn't slip away like Ouyang Feng and Duan Zhengchun. Faced with the little wish of the kind old man, Fang Xian couldn't bear to refuse.

"How can we fight?" Fang Xian raised his sleeve and pulled out his big sword. If he didn't use internal strength to only talk about moves, there might not be many martial arts in the world, including Dugu Nine Swords and the Qianfeng Sword Technique.

"Just chop me!" Zhang Sanfeng seduced with all his hands, "Come on, come on, chop me on, chop me on the way to you "Tiyunzong"."

"This is not tempting. I, Lingbo Weibu, haven't had time to see..." Fang Xian wanted to tease the old man, but by the way, Wudang's martial arts are not the same as his old Tian family, and Tian Boguang doesn't have so much time to meditate and practice.

"That's right, that's right. "Tiyunzong" cannot be compared with your unparalleled walking." Zhang Sanfeng thought about it for a moment, "How about "Tai Chi"?"

"Old man, I'm playing with the knife."

"Then "Tai Chi Sword Technique"! My unique skills are enough!"

"You don't know, old man, our aunts and grandmas will walk their dogs while playing Tai Chi swords when they wake up in the morning. It's not a rare thing."

"Young Master Tian, ​​do you live in the Heavenly Palace?" Zhang Sanfeng's flesh trembled, ""Pure Yang Wuji Gong"! My lifelong unique skills."

"You know, I don't need other internal skills anymore. The Beiming Divine Power is enough for me to digest for the rest of my life. I won't even take a look at the Yijin Jing when it comes."

""Wudang Nine Yang Gong"!"

Zhang Wuji interrupted: "Master, I have given the complete version of "Nine Yang Divine Art" to my elder brother. You are not enough to read it."

"Ah!" Zhang Zhenren scratched his head with silver wires, "I, Zhang Sanfeng... a martial arts master, have been practicing for a lifetime, but I can't even come up with anything that can make Xiaoyou Tian heart-tempered?!"

Fang Xian was funny and couldn't bear to tease him anymore. He swung his sword: "Look at the sword!"

"Ah, here we come! The finger-surrounding soft sword!" Zhang Sanfeng glared and swung his sword around.

The sword tip was about to be rolled in with the touch of the blade. The sword was wrapped around Zhang Sanfeng's fingertips, and the softness of the technique had reached an incredible level.

Fang Xian knew that he could not fight this. He also knew in his heart that Zhang Sanfeng valued the trick of drawing a knife and cutting off the water, and he no longer retained it now.

The momentum of the big sword suddenly changed, and it circled along with the tip of Zhang Sanfeng's sword.

"Oh?" Zhang Sanfeng was playing hard and became more enthusiastic.

Little did they know that if they didn’t use internal strength, Tian Boguang’s hand strength and patience were not inferior to Zhang Zhenren.

In other words, the ability of any normal young man in the Celestial Empire to twitch the wrist muscles! That is the fate that has been masturbating for more than ten years! The wrist that has condensed the essence of life for more than ten years!!

Unfortunately, in order to practice, Zhenren Zhang must maintain a boy's body, so his wrist function has naturally not been strengthened.

Fang Xian's wrists are getting stronger and stronger as he thrusts. Even when he has a girlfriend and doesn't have to rub it, the kung fu in his hands has never been left behind to serve his girlfriend.

The two of them were lying around for a long time, but Zhang Sanfeng could not use his internal force and gradually began to lose his support.

"So fast speed, so strong endurance..." Although Zhang Sanfeng didn't know why Tian Boguang was so powerful, he knew that if he continued, his wrist would cramp. "Tai Chi sword technique! Tian Xiaoyou caught it!"

After talking, Zhang Sanfeng's sword force suddenly turned, pulled inward, and then spit outward, piercing Fang Xian's chest as fast as it was. Zhang Sanfeng's sword technique was clear and his movements were gentle, and he was really like an old man in the park.

But Fang Xian also knew that this was not an ordinary old man, the original author of Tai Chi Sword.

He did not dare to be negligent at all. He received the defensive force of drawing a knife to cut off the water, which led Zhang Sanfeng's sword head to deflect outward.

But he saw that Zhang Zhenren just chuckled, with a gentle rhythm and a gentle and relaxed. He could easily resolve Tian Boguang's big sword, and he could easily resolve it one by one, stopping slowly and using one soft to overcome softness. After a few moves, the tip of the sword still pointed directly at Tian Boguang's chest without any deviation.

The moves were not allowed to be changed, Fang Xian had to use attack as defense, draw a knife to cut off the water and turn it into a ruthless force, and suddenly he was about to take off Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi Sword.

"You can't hurry, my friend." Zhang Sanfeng shook the tip of his sword, and did not lower his strength. He just let the big sword tilt the tip of his sword. The long sword suddenly took advantage of the force and took a detour under the knife. At this time, he suddenly exerted force and slapped hard.

With one move, Fang Xian was unable to defeat the opponent's sword, but he was in danger.

In a hurry, he turned softer again, his palm slowed down, and then he stopped his strength and did not let the big knife escape. He admired Zhenren Zhang a little more for a moment.

Even though I admire him, the sword still stabbed him in an unbiased manner.

The swords and swords are connected, just like two people transforming into Tai Chi. When you go back and forth, you compare understanding and mind.

Later Fang Xian tried to use Dongfang Bubai's method, which was fast, slow, soft, hard, slow, and fast. But every time he changed his move, Zhang Sanfeng could turn against the army very quickly, as if these methods and techniques had been integrated into his blood and there was no need to think about it at all.

Zhang Wuji magically wiped his nose and smiled at Wang Yuyan: "My Master's understanding of martial arts is unique in the world. Even if he doesn't use his internal skills, no one can beat him."

Wang Yuyan naturally wanted to help her uncle: "Tsk, I, Uncle Tian, ​​didn't use a killer move, I'm afraid of hurting the old man."

The two of them looked very slow in their exchanges, but in fact they kept secret moves. In just a few minutes, nearly a hundred moves have passed, which are something that others cannot see or see through.

Fang Xian became more and more shocked as he fought, and he became more and more impressed.

Is this the accumulation and understanding of the past century? I really don’t see enough in the face of such an old monster in the past. It seems that there is still a lot of room for improvement if I draw a knife and cut off the water in the future.

The middle-lane push is just a must, and there are not necessarily people in the universe who are Zhang Sanfeng's opponents in this regard.

Fang Xian's blade turned sharply, gave up the middle lane, and began a quick attack along the way.

Without internal force, just talking about moves, the time for Dugu Nine Swords to shine.

"Oh?" Zhang Sanfeng did not dare to underestimate him and quickly swung his sword to block it. The Tai Chi sword was used when two swords fought. When you encounter so many fast swords, you still have to rely on other sword techniques from Wudang to deal with it.

Fang Xian quickly made a quick move, and this time he integrated a new understanding, integrating many of the tricks of Dugu Nine Swords into the techniques of the Fierce Wind Sword. On the basis of speed and weirdness, the lethality and ruthlessness were greatly increased.

The whereabouts of Dugu Nine Swords are uncertain, and Fang Xian's use of the tricks is different from Linghu Chong. He relies on his body skills and reactions. The Dugu Nine Swords can almost cover the whole body. After the first slash, sometimes even he himself cannot tell where the next slash is hit.

Zhang Sanfeng cannot use internal force, and using speed to fight will naturally suffer losses. He will rely on his deep understanding and resist left and right.
To be continued...