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Chapter 175 I cant ask for it

“So this is how kung fu works!”

At that moment, a few more people couldn't bear their temper and started gesticulating with the white figure.

Several people immediately performed a move, and when compared with the move in their minds, they felt that it was always missing a trace of charm, and they couldn't help but frown and think about it.

Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong kept nodding while watching, constantly comparing their own kung fu and incorporating the subtleties into their own kung fu.

Jingzhou's figure moved faster and faster, gradually turning into a ball of shadow, blurry and extremely fast, making people anxious to see him.

"It's broken, it's broken. I can't see clearly such exquisite skills!"

"This...what can we do!"

This tangible and intangible taste made a group of people extremely uncomfortable, and a few people even squatted on the ground and started wailing.

If you miss this opportunity to increase your knowledge of martial arts, it will be difficult to encounter it again in the future.

Everyone was scratching their heads and scratching their heads anxiously, then suddenly slowed down, moving one move after another, as slow as an old man.

Jing Zhou laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to move toward the crooked neck tree on the edge of the cliff, took a branch, and slowly began to dance, first with a sword "Purple Qi East Comes", and then with "Immortal Guidance", gradually no longer

Stick to the moves, do whatever you want, point or pick, the sword energy will rise sharply on the branches, and the sword will soar into the sky.

"This...this is swordsmanship!"

"Yes, this is swordsmanship, this kind of sword intention, this..."

The sword energy was sharp, and the branches in Jingzhou's hands shone with green light.

"Puff puff"

Dozens of rays of blue light flew out from the branches and struck in the air, scattering all the clouds on the peak.

"Dong dong dong"

Rocks flew everywhere, leaving behind shocking sword marks.

"What a powerful swordsmanship!"

Ouyang Feng sighed, he felt that even Wang Chongyang couldn't use such a sword technique!

Hong Qigong nodded and agreed: "Yes, it is not an exaggeration to say that this kind of swordsmanship is the best in the world!"

The old naughty boy squatted on the ground, picked up a branch, kept drawing circles, and muttered: "It's a shame that I consider you a good brother. You have such a powerful swordsmanship, but you don't teach it to the old naughty boy. What else can you say?"

Gui Laozi is the best in Quanzhen swordsmanship! You are a stingy man and a liar! Even if my senior brother comes to life, he will never beat you! The old naughty boy will never play with you again!"

That day on Peach Blossom Island, what Jing Zhou said to him was so beautiful. Hearing that the Quanzhen swordsmanship ranked first made Zhou Botong so proud that he kept falling high. He deliberately showed off and not only demonstrated the Quanzhen swordsmanship several times.

Over and over again, even the inner thoughts were spoken out in one breath.

At this time, comparing with the swordsmanship in front of him, the old naughty boy felt that the Quanzhen swordsmanship was not that powerful.

The sword energy is flying, and the sword intention is all over the sky.

Everyone was forced to take a few steps back, and there were sounds of piercing the air whistling in their ears.

At this time, a burst of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and a whirlpool appeared out of thin air above Jing Zhou's head, with thunder and lightning flashing inside.

"This is..."

Everyone looked up, their faces full of disbelief.

Jingzhou gathered the branches and spread them on the ground.

The land on the peak of Huashan Mountain is three points harder than ordinary rocks. At this time, under the branches that are about to break when the wind blows, it is like tofu.

"The romance has become a dream in the human world, and the poems are still the same as in the sky. Far away from the people in the white jade tower, there are banished immortals on the Huashan Mountain."

After finishing writing, he laughed loudly, then jumped up and disappeared into the whirlpool.

Huang Rong came up from below and happened to see this scene, and she was stunned for a moment.

The old naughty boy rubbed his eyes, jumped up from the ground, and exclaimed: "Old beggar, Huang Laoxie, it's a ghost, it's a ghost... Oh, it's a ghost in broad daylight... My brother was killed by the King of Hell

I went to accompany you for a drink..."

"Run, run, or we will be dragged by the King of Hell to drink with you. The old naughty boy hasn't lived enough yet!"

After saying that, Zhou Botong flashed and disappeared on the mountain peak.

Everyone seemed not to have heard Zhou Botong's words, and looked at the whirlpool in the air that had dissipated again, and remained silent for a long time.

After the Huashan sword debate ended, there was a sudden wave of martial arts training in the world, and people wanted to explore the realm of martial arts.

According to legend, on that day at the top of Mount Hua, the most powerful master in the world, the "Exiled Immortal", broke through the innate world, broke through the void, and soared into the sky.

When did this kind of strange thing happen in the world?

Some people didn't believe it and went to the top of Huashan Mountain. They saw that it was indeed engraved with twenty-eight large characters that were miraculously carved. The characters were several inches deep into the rock. They looked like miracles and they couldn't help but believe them to be true.

After that, Ouyang Feng returned to White Camel Villa and devoted himself to studying kung fu, and his reputation gradually disappeared in the world. On the other hand, the iron palm floated on the water for thousands of years. He gained a reputation in the battle at Huashan, but after coming down from the mountain, he completely changed his mind.

In the past, he acted chivalrously and righteously, inherited the long-cherished wish of previous generations of gang leaders, resisted the Jin Dynasty and aided the Song Dynasty.

It is said that after Ningzong heard the news, he specially sent people to Huashan to inquire about the news, hoping to find traces of the immortal. However, he failed several times, which made Ningzong extremely disappointed.

From then on, Mr. Ning never gave up. In order to seek immortals and visit the Taoism, he vigorously promoted Taoism. However, the Quanzhen Sect was blessed by this and received huge benefits for nothing.

After that, people came to Huashan in an endless stream, and they were all shocked when they saw the twenty-eight characters. They practiced martial arts even harder, and Huashan gradually became a holy land of martial arts.

Later, I don't know who said that the shocking guest in the human world was the banished immortal master. There are also people who realized the peerless martial arts from the poems left by the shocking guest in the human world.

After that, people from all over the world rushed to buy the authentic artifacts of Jinghongke, hoping to find out the secret of Shattered Void. This is a story later.

Huang Rong was sitting on the seat by the window on the second floor of the inn, holding a letter in her hand and staring at the lights opposite. This was where Jing Zhou used to sit.

"It's good of you. You made me happy in vain and only left me a dream."

"Dong dong dong", a sound of footsteps came, Laifu walked to Huang Rong, handed a cabinet over, and said: "My boss, this was painted by the young master a few years ago. I have been saving it for the young master these years.

Put it in the cupboard and never touch it again.”

Huang Rong took the cabinet, touched it carefully a few times, opened the cabinet, and took out a painting. On it was a graceful beauty.

The man had six hairpins on his head, a ball of flame was coming out of his hand, and a pair of jade legs were looming under his skirt. Huang Rong spat softly: "Bah! Vixen, how can a girl wear so little!"

After saying that, she angrily put the painting on the bottom floor.

Scroll further down, and there is a woman with a gauze face. She wears an orchid on her forehead, green leaves are flying on her fingertips, and there is a sentence beside it: "Autumn orchids grow on the plains, spring comes and rain comes, I don't know where."

The most important thing is to turn off cigarettes.”

Huang Rong glanced twice, closed the box hard, and said angrily: "I knew there was nothing good! Laifu'er, what did you do with it?"

Laifu smiled naively and scratched his head. He didn't know how to answer. After a long time, he said: "Master, then... the big bird wants a drink. I... I... there is no wine in the store."

..."

"A dead bird only knows how to drink! Don't worry about it, just let it make trouble!"

"My boss...it's...it's time to close..."

"I know, you go down and don't worry about me." Huang Rong withdrew the blessing, looked down at the letter, and murmured: "The eight hardships of life are birth, old age, illness and death, separation from love, meeting with resentment, not being able to ask for it, and not being able to let it go.

"

"My boss, I thought I couldn't let you go because you were Ronger, but who would have thought, it turned out that I couldn't get you..."


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