C3 Chilling Ice Palm

In the inn, there was a lamp as bright as a bean. Huang Yuan saw that the two elders had been frowning and feeling puzzled. She thought to herself, "The two Wen brothers are very skilled in martial arts, so how could the two elders not be worried?" While he was deep in thought, there were several soft sounds coming from outside the door, like a leaf falling from the sky. It was the return of Young Master Sun and the Wen brothers. The peasant like elder coughed twice and said, "Please go and call everyone else over. The two brothers will tell everyone the details of the events that happened in the past ten years."

Everyone sat in a circle within the room. Huang Yuan was dressed in a black robe, while the white robed youth had a total of eight people. It was quiet and quiet. The short elder sighed and said, "Lu Young Hero outside the house, your parents have some fate with us, so please come in and talk."

Luh Yanzhuo was very surprised, he covered himself with his hands, opened the window several meters and held his breath, seeing that everyone wanted to retreat, but none of these people's martial arts were inferior to his, as they were afraid that the slightest movement would cause them to become aware of him, and were currently in a dilemma. Hearing the old man's words, they had no choice but to stand up and walk into the house. He made a comment towards the crowd and said, "This humble one is Luh Yanzhuo, in truth, I am not interested in listening in on everyone's conversation, but today I have a feud at the Wei Tuo Temple, and I have fought with this Miss Huang before, so I am deeply afraid that there might be some unfavorable circumstances, thus I observed for a bit, since this humble one is not related, this humble one's junior sister has escaped far, and I have not heard anything about tonight."

The short elder laughed and said, "Young Master Lu, please sit. I was acquainted with your father seventeen years ago as well. As for today's matter, Young Master Lu can keep it a secret. I am the Old Man Wu of Old Testament Alliance, and this is junior brother Ao Duo, Long Chao. " Luh Yanzhuo was shocked and took a step back. After bowing deeply, he asked, "Could it be that the two Martial Dragon Elders from the martial world are known as the Divine Palms? This junior is truly disrespectful. "

Long Chao heaved a long sigh, "Back then, your uncle and I were both old generals of the Board of War. After the fall of the capital, the two of us saved the lives of the Emperor's old subjects, and the King of Yan slaughtered a large number of people. Last year, Ren Zong pardoned the family of the old official, and the worries we had for the past twenty-two years also came to an end today. These children will eventually see the light of day, and we will no longer worry about them day and night. " He turned to the white-clothed youths and said, "From now on, you have no Old Testament Alliance. You can return to your own sects and no longer worry about the imperial government chasing after you. However, Jane Young Hero's death and Miss Huang's loss are the names of our enemies. Among them, there are many old generals who have taken over the position and were assassinated by us, and there are also those who were implicated with the Imperial Guard and Ming Cult. Although the Imperial Court has pardoned us, the grudge between us is still there. The monk that Lu Young Hero had killed was a lackey of the Yan King. Although his kung fu was low, it was closely related to this matter. Perhaps Young Master Lu's esteemed master had some information about the name list, so he asked Young Master Lu to bring Miss Huang to see your esteemed master. He was willing to end this matter and allow the world to rise and fall. We will choose one of the eight of you to do this. " Luh Yanzhuo only agreed.

The fourth person from the eight people stood up and said in a clear voice, "I am willing to go."

Huang Yuan turned her head and saw that the man was slightly taller, with broad shoulders and a wolf-like waist. His sword-like brows and tiger-like eyes did not conceal the aura of a book, and he seemed to be around twenty-three or twenty-four years old. Huang Yuan leaped up and said, "Sure, sure. It would be best if Seventh Brother accompanied me there." The crowd nearby pursed their lips into a smile, and that Little Wen laughed, "That's right, the Huang Clan's younger sister is so charming and pleasing. Wherever there is a woman like her, there will also be the figure of Seventh Brother Fang." Everyone laughed, and for a moment, the entire room was filled with spring as they swept away the haze.

Dawn of the next day. Luh Yanzhuo, Ren Xue, Huang Yuan, and Faang Hui were all dressed up and on their way. The remaining people had already left during the night.

On the way, other than Luh Yanzhuo, who was quiet and taciturn, the other three people chatted and laughed along the way. Only then did Lu and Ren found out that Faang Hui and Fang Xiaozhong were distant relatives, and the two elders were afraid that he would be killed.

On the way to the city of Ruzhou, Henan Province, only six or seven miles away, the mountain roads were lush and verdant, Shaoxing people. Huang Yuan suddenly said: "Heh, Flying Eagle Sect and ghosts are haunting us."

Faang Hui smiled, "Miss Huang, don't worry. They have been scattered around our area for two days. Wouldn't it be better if we found the register on them?" Huang Yuan said, "There won't be a namelist on them …"

Before he finished his sentence, the sound of hooves echoed. A few riders were galloping towards them. As they approached, a large amount of white smoke was suddenly released. The few of them cursed in their hearts as they jumped out of the saddle. A few fishing nets were thrown over their heads to cover them. Faang Hui took out the Longsword, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then quickly jumped back, the Longsword had already brandished a sword light to block the enemy. Hearing Luh Yanzhuo's stuffy groan, Huang Yuan and Ren Xue's shouts abruptly stopped. They seemed to have fallen into the enemy's trap.

After Faang Hui jumped up, the sword tip hacked to the left and right, confirming that there was no one beside him. After Faang Hui jumped up, the sword tip hacked to the right and to the left, confirming that there was no one beside him. As soon as he released the Sword Qi, the wind from his opponent's palm swept over, causing Faang Hui's body to freeze under the pressure of the Palm Strength. At this moment, he was rushing forward. Although he wanted to jump back, he didn't jump back. Plus, he couldn't see anything, so he was about to say something. Faang Hui's mind was extremely clear, the sword in his right arm did not change, the force of his left leg was strong, he spun around and pounced forward, his entire body was under the sword's attack, although the opponent's Palm Strength was heavy, but he could not meet it head on with his flesh and blood, so he could only retreat. Faang Hui borrowed the force of the wind from the opponent's palm and struck the ground with his left palm. His right foot suddenly stopped and he jumped back another five feet.

He changed his gaze and looked at the enemy again. His opponent let out a sound of surprise. He was surprised that Faang Hui's strange move had missed his target. Upon seeing the person opposite him, Wu Tie's tight-fitting attire was completed. He was in his forties and had two empty hands. Looking back, he saw Huang Yuan, Ren Xue, had her eyes closed and her head lowered. She was obviously poisoned, Luh Yanzhuo was entangled in a fishnet and was still fighting bitterly. The people beside her were all dressed in Flying Eagle Sect, and Luh Yanzhuo being captured was only a matter of time.

Faang Hui pointed with his finger and shouted: "Your Flying Eagle Sect is a reputable sect in the martial arts world. If you do such despicable and shameless things, will you still want to stay in the martial arts world?" Before he could finish his sentence, Luh Yanzhuo let out a cry of pain. A chain gun had already appeared on his left leg. Seeing that the situation was not good, Faang Hui cast aside the black-clothed man in front of him. Swoosh swoosh swoosh. His three sword strikes were a series of moves, aiming to besiege Luh Yanzhuo's group.

Although Faang Hui rarely emerged into the martial arts world, he was extremely quick-witted and could estimate the level of his martial arts. It was the best to save Luh Yanzhuo and get him out of the crowd, but it was also easier for him to fight against the black-clothed man with his powerful Palm Strength. The black-clothed man let out a fierce roar as the Palm Strength attacked him from behind, its power as fast as lightning. The two disciples who were facing off against the Flying Eagle Sect turned their bodies to the side and struck out with their chain and spears to meet the attack head-on. If Faang Hui wanted to avoid the chain and spear, he had to receive the palm strike from behind him.

Faang Hui's thoughts flashed like lightning, and he threw the Longsword in his hands away, at the same time, he leaned his body back, dodging the chain gun with his iron bridge. The black-clothed man behind him had originally dashed forward with his palms, but at this moment, two chain guns and a green steel sword came crashing over. At that moment, he withdrew his palms and retreated, momentarily flustered and flustered. On the other side, Faang Hui had already picked up Luh Yanzhuo's Longsword, which had slipped out of his hand. Sword light flashed as he opened up the group of Flying Eagle Sect disciples surrounding Luh Yanzhuo. He untied the fishing net and saw that Luh Yanzhuo was injured on his left leg. The injury was not serious, but he could not take it off.

At this time, a gust of wind blew past them, causing their shadows to flutter. The few Eagle disciples felt their wrists go numb, and their chain spears fell to the ground. The Flying Eagle Sect disciples were shocked, as if they had seen a ghost. Five feet away, a green-robed man with a withered appearance and two whiskers was laughing coldly.

Faang Hui stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Greetings senior, I am Faang Hui of Jiuhua Sect. Passing by here, Flying Eagle Sect used despicable methods to sneak attack my siblings. That black clothed senior, Palm Strength is very powerful, he bullied the weak. " The green-robed man laughed out loud and said, "Bullying the weak is a good idea. I see that you are quite quick-witted and like it very much. I'll help you with this favor."

The black-clothed man roared like a tiger and moved forward. He lifted his hand and struck out with a palm towards the green-robed man. When the green-robed man saw the imposing Palm Strength, he did not directly face it, and immediately used his light movement, spinning like a wisp of green smoke, to the side of the black-clothed man. The green-robed man was not afraid at all, and attacked from both sides consecutively, to make up for his mistakes, and did not seem to be at a disadvantage at all.

Faang Hui Luh Yanzhuo and Faang Hui protected the two unconscious girls as they climbed onto their horses. The people from Flying Eagle Sect were waiting for the opportunity to attack as they struggled to fight. Faang Hui gave a long whistle, and sword Qis swept out horizontally, avoiding a few people by a few steps. He said, "Brother Lu, quickly leave. The two ladies can protect themselves. Let us leave this to our brothers." Luh Yanzhuo pondered for a moment and then spurred his horse to ride the horse, protecting the two girls as he galloped away.

The green-robed man praised, "What an intelligent and decisive child. Be my disciple! " Suddenly, with a long roar, he moved as fast as lightning and struck towards Black Man. Black Man was an external help that Flying Eagle Sect had invited. Now that things were settled, he had to save face. The next shout was heard as the palm wind met the green-robed man's palm wind. It passed through both of his arms and met the attack head on. After the three palms passed, the green-robed Han withdrew his hand and said: "The Palm Strength of the outer sect of the Vajra Gate is very powerful. Today, I will let you go."

All of the Flying Eagle Sect disciples surrounded Black Man and shouted: "Senior Ni, teach this savage person a lesson."

The man surnamed Ni did not answer. With a livid complexion, he lost his voice and said, "Frigid … Ice … "Ethereal Palm!" He stretched out his arms, but could no longer move them.

The people from the Flying Eagle Sect turned pale with fright. It had to be known that Frost Hail Palm was famous in the martial arts world sixty years ago. It was one of the Four Great Rankers of the Ming Cult, the Cyan Winged Bat King Wei Xiaoxiao's famous ultimate technique. Wei Xiao's Lightness Skill was unparalleled in this world. He had a strange personality, clearly distinguished between kindness and hatred, and never spoke a single false word. All those years ago, the people in the martial arts world had all heard of Wei Xiao's Frozen Palm. Ever since his disciple Wei Xiaoxiao died at Ming Cult twenty years ago, there were no longer any traces of the Frosty Ice Palms in the martial arts world. Could it be that this strange cyan robed guest was really Wei Xiao's successor?