Xiao Yao received guidance from Hong Qigong himself. Not to mention that he had a very high understanding, even if he was stupid, he would benefit a lot from it. Thinking about the original work of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Hong Qigong had carefully guided Guo Jing for three days of martial arts, which made him a first-class master in the martial arts world. Guo Jing's qualifications seemed to be less than him. Xiao Yao suddenly felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction and accomplishment in his heart, and he immediately became energetic. The two of them studied hard on this snowy night, and they were a round of silver.

The clear light of the moon shone down, reflecting two black shadows running around on this white snow. The scene looks like a dream from afar. I stayed at night until the dawn broke through the mist in the sky. When a golden light fell from afar, I felt a little warm on the top of the cliff. Xiao Yao and Hong Qigong, who felt a little warm all over their body, came to their senses. The two sat cross-legged, breathing and breathing in the cold and fresh air on the top of Mount Hua to cleanse the internal organs.

By practicing hard every night, Xiao Yao's martial arts skills increased significantly. The martial arts on Peach Blossom Island, the ancient tombs and the Nine Yin Remnants further merged with the essence. Even Lingbo Weibu was basically achieved in the competition with Hong Qigong. Three days passed by in this way. By the early morning of the third day, when the two of them were exhaling and breathing, they were about to enter the state of meditation without self and formlessness, suddenly there was a thunder in his ears, and a thick and harsh voice sounded and said, "Old man, little bastard, you two have caused me so much trouble, come and take your life!" Then a strong wind came, and it was Ouyang Feng who came to attack.

Hong Qigong had a deep skill. Although he had entered a state of selflessness, he had never lost his vigilance and guard against foreign affairs. At this time, as soon as Ouyang Feng used his move, Hong Qigong immediately felt something. His true energy was not necessary to be deliberately dispatched, and immediately filled his tendons and veins. The snow where he sat cross-legged suddenly turned to him as the center. The falling snow and broken ice on the ground drifted out in a few radial sounds, and instantly drifted out several feet in a flash. At this time, Xiao Yao was also awakened. He happened to see the true energy in Hong Qigong's body overflowing, and the protective air layer formed outside the body could blow the snow and crack ice. He couldn't help but secretly praised, and immediately secretly used his true power, floated up, and looked at the source of the sound.

Ouyang Feng's eyes were wide open, his lion's mouth was wide open, and his two rows of steel teeth were shining under the reflection of the morning light, and a heart-pounding cold light appeared. His cheeks were distorted, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying. The man looked even more crazy. Although he used his hand to use a very powerful "Snake Snake" in his snake fighting skills, he could immediately find something wrong, because it was originally used in conjunction with the method of fighting in his hand, and he should have squatted down to the ground, almost swept against the ground.

The calm and steady approach that passed by became a light body technique similar to the "Ladder Clouds". Not only did the whole person no longer stick to the ground, but his feet were quickly and incompatible on the ground, and he had a faint sense of flying up. In this way, this move, which was originally vicious and vicious, fierce and fierce, immediately became a "pan snake ascends to heaven". It was like a poisonous snake ready to go, but was suddenly thrown into the air where there was no strength. It was not possible to protect itself, so how could it be left to attack?

Seeing this scene, Hong Qigong's thoughts moved slightly, and he knew that Ouyang Feng was probably crazy again, but why did he even make mistakes in martial arts that he had always used, but he didn't even think about it. Seeing that Ouyang Feng was fleeting, Hong Qigong smiled slightly, pulled his big stick upside down, turned his head and left. He only walked out a few feet, and suddenly heard the wind in his clothes. Ouyang Feng's figure was faster, swept across the stick, and shouted angrily: "Old guy, do you want to escape?"

Hong Qigong was unwilling to take advantage of Ouyang Feng's crazy illness, so he no longer planned to face the enemy, so he immediately gave three moves, trying to seize the way, but he was stopped by his sword wind from all directions and could not escape. The masters were almost half a point in the competition, Hong Qigong had a desire to give in, Ouyang Feng lost his mind, and he had no scruples. As the two sides retreated and advanced, there was no suspense in the situation on the field. Hong Qigong was reluctant to leave and suddenly became embarrassed. Then he almost died under his stick. Seeing that he was thrusting his stick forward again and hitting his lower abdomen, he knew that his stick was still powerful and could not avoid it, so he immediately blocked the stick. Suddenly, he felt an extremely sharp internal force coming from his stick. He was shocked and asked, "Do you want to compete with me for internal force?" As soon as his mind moved, the enemy's internal force was about to come, and there was no other way except to use internal force to resist. He immediately used his power to resist.

With the two of them in this way, if they accidentally hit each other with a stick and a palm, their internal strength will be reborn immediately and they will protect each other. Even if they are injured, there will be no major problems. However, when they compete in internal strength, they have reached an unwilling situation. The two of them have been afraid of each other's greatness in the past. They have no chance of winning and dared not take this risk easily, for fear of seeking honor and humiliation, and they will sacrifice their lives in vain. Unexpectedly, Ouyang Feng suddenly became crazy at this time, his mind was confused, but he thought that he could not win for several days, so he suddenly used his internal strength to attack each other. More than ten Before the New Year, Hong Qigong hated the Western poisoning to the bone, but at this time he was old, the fire in his temper also decreased greatly. He saw that he was crazy and old, and his strength was weak. Not only did he no longer want to kill him, but he felt a little desolate. Therefore, he had shown mercy several times before, but at this time he was just a dantian of luck, and he was determined not to attack, intending to wait for Ouyang Feng to lose his internal strength to calmly resolve this battle. Unexpectedly, the other party's internal strength was like the waves of the Yangtze River, surging in endless streams, passing waves and waves. Not only did he show any signs of decreasing, but he became more and more fierce.

Hong Qigong was confident that he had a strong internal strength and had been brave and diligent for decades. Even if he could not win the Western Poison, if he defended with all his strength, he would not lose anyway. However, after fighting several times, Ouyang Feng's internal strength became stronger and stronger. Hong Qigong remembered that when he was competing with him on the side of the Tibetan border, he used his strength three times in a row, which was once and once. Looking back at this moment, it seemed that his first attack had not yet disappeared, and the second attack had arrived; the second strength was still there, and the third time followed. If he only held the defensive momentum, he would be unable to resist in the end and he would be killed on the spot. He had to take advantage of the opportunity to rush back, so that he could not accumulate and strengthen the situation.
Chapter completed!