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Such terrifying martial arts, aside from the Dao Heart Demon Technique, there are other things.

Wanwan, dressed in plain clothes and barefoot, is like a ghost emerging from the deepest black hole dream.

Before anyone arrived, a slender ribbon flew out of his right sleeve and rolled towards the shocked concubine Xuan like a poisonous snake.

The momentum was extremely fierce.It is definitely comparable to Shi Fei Xuan Shicai's sword.

However, I didn't feel the slightest sound of the wind or the sound of the air breaking through the air.

At the same time, four figures jumped up from the four sides of the bridge as they screamed angrily.

Astonishingly, it is the four great Dharma protectors of the Jing Nian Zen Monastery: non-anger, non-fear, non-greed, and non-delusion.

The four Zen staffs were particularly thick and black, and they made a whistling sound, which was full of power.

They were obviously lying in wait, ready to intervene to help, but they couldn't guard against the super master Huan Huan.

Master Lukong chanted the Buddha's name, and meteors flew over at full speed like the moon.

Everyone knows that Huanwan chose to take action at this time because he was looking down on the quasi-master Feixuan. After the fierce battle, he was distracted by the failure and lost his energy.

It was a golden opportunity for her who had been preparing for it for a long time.

At this time, the closest one was Chu Feng.

With a twist of his fingers, he pulled Shi Feixuan over, holding her waist with one hand and holding her sword hand with the other.

The Se Kong Sword rose up and shook with strength.

The entire three-foot-long ribbon appeared in wave-like curves under the force of the shock.

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Then it turned into more than a dozen swirling rings.

Then, with a graceful gesture, Huanwan rose up and landed at the bridge on the other side.

In mid-air, he looked at Chu Feng with a pair of resentful eyes.

It seems to blame him for having a new person and forgetting the old one.

Before Wanwan's feet touched the ground, two Zen staffs weighing more than a hundred kilograms, Bu Greed and Bu Fear, swept up from the air.

The pressure of the strong wind caused her clothes to cling tightly to her body, emphasizing her infinitely beautiful body lines.

Huanwan's pair of bare bare feet, as clear as jade, lightly touched the stone floor at the head of the bridge, and then rose up diagonally, breaking into the shadow of the two monks' staffs in an instant.

In the midst of false laughter, he stumbled away without greed or fear.

Huanwen continued to rise, and then swept diagonally to the opposite side of the river bank. He looked back and said with a smile: Mr. Chu really cherishes flowers!

As he spoke, he flew away into the distance, coming and going like the wind, like a ghost, giving people an unreal feeling like a nightmare.

Don't be greedy and don't be afraid. Only then can you be down to earth. Although you no longer stagger, the sound of your footsteps is heavy, which shows that you have suffered a hidden loss.

 …  

It passed by in the air and stopped next to Chu Feng and Shi Fei Xuan.

Those who are not delusional and who are not angry stand behind the three people, forming a secret encirclement.

Shi Feixuan broke free from Chu Feng's arms, her expression was as usual, and she had a light, free and easy fairy posture.

Everyone's eyes were focused on this elegant and immortal beauty.

Shi Feixuan showed a smile and said calmly: The magic of cultivating demons in the heart is indeed a secret skill of the demon sect. I didn't expect that she could actually master it.

As he spoke, he looked at Chu Feng meaningfully.

"Thank you, Mr. Chu, for your help."

Chu Feng smiled indifferently.

Master Concubine Xuan said: Concubine Xuan has returned to the Zen Temple for the time being to practice cultivation. We are destined to meet Lord Chu again one day.

Turn around and go.

After waiting for the five monks to salute Chu Fengheshi at the same time, they were so polite that they didn't seem to be hostile at all, and they went to protect the concubine Xuan.

Hundreds of miles away, the Yellow River under the high cliff looked like an angry dragon with teeth and claws, ups and downs, driving turbulent waves and rushing eastward endlessly.

This section of the river is tightly clamped by the cliffs that suddenly narrowed on both sides. The rapids are unwilling to give in and struggle, forming a dangerous whirlpool that chooses people to eat.

A woman and three men stand prominently on the top of the cliff.

The man in rich attire standing in the front was extremely majestic, and he could tell at a glance that he was a leader.

The other two people were dressed in black and white clothes, which gave people a very strange feeling, and they were obviously followers.

The man in Chinese clothes looked only about thirty, and his appearance was almost monstrously majestic.

What is particularly impressive is that its skin is crystal clear and transparent, shining with dazzling luster.

His long, shiny black hair was parted in the middle and fell on his shoulders, which were much wider than the average person on either side.

The bridge of his nose is straight and upright, and his eyes are as bright as lightning, hiding an almost evil charm. One look at him and he is guaranteed to be unforgettable for the rest of his life.

Coupled with Youruoyuan Tingyuezhi's body, ability and temperament, it makes people feel frightened.

Chapter 176 Qin Mengyao comes to the door

This person is none other than "Magician" Pang Ban, who retired from the world ten years ago and secretly practiced the magic method that no one has mastered in ancient and modern times.

With a mysterious religious color, he has been promoted to the status of a master, and is Yin Yan superior to the top figures of the black and white.

Although he is not in the world, he is respected by the underworld and feared by the white people like a god.

This person has an evil nature and is unpredictable in mood and anger.

Everyone knows that when he sets foot in the world again, his nightmare will begin.

At this time, the magician was furious.

"Chu Feng! Bingyun is the woman that Pang has chosen for a long time. If you steal her red pill, you are my mortal enemy. It's a pity that you are still in a dream when you are about to die, as if you are in the dark. It's ridiculous!"

Although he is ridiculous.But there was no smile at all.

The woman opposite sighed quietly, but said nothing.

Pang Ban looked at the Yellow River and said with hatred: "My martial arts comes from the lineage of Meng Chixing of the 'Demon Sect'. I specialize in controlling the material with the spirit. However, I became the No. 1 of the Demon Sect ten years ago. It is difficult for the world to do so." General of Xunlily, "Six Five Three" seeks to reach a higher level and enter the Tao from demons, so he embarks on the great method of cultivating demons from the heart of Tao that no one can cultivate."

"It's just that this magic method is extremely difficult to cultivate. I have studied it for many years and finally realized the method of 'controlling emotion with emotion'. First, I fell in love with a woman for the first time. After the love was deeply rooted, I cleverly arranged for a woman to be on the right path. She becomes his wife."

"To arouse my crazy jealousy towards him, and become the basis for me to dive into the angry sea of ​​his heart, and the compass to indicate the direction. Until the gap in the other person's heart is revealed, I have the opportunity to sow the seeds of demons and practice Dafa. Become the No. 1 member of the Demon Sect in ancient and modern times."

Pang Ban looked at the woman and said: "Thirteen years ago, after I met you day and night in Cihang Jingzhai for ten days, I returned to the palace and thought hard for two years and two more days, and finally offered you the conditions to retire for ten years... "

At this point, he stopped and looked up at the sky. An inexplicable look of pain passed through his eyes, which made people feel that he had paid a heavy price when he made that decision.

"You wrote back to me at that time and only said two sentences, which was, 'I will give you a disciple, but I will also train a disciple to restrain you.'"

"Now, where is the apprentice who sent me?"

Pang Ban had been talking for so long just now, but Yan Jingzhai remained silent.

Until then, she finally spoke and asked: "Is the magician madly jealous of Chu Feng now?"

Pang Ban was stunned by the question.

Yan Jingzhai asked again: "Is Chu Feng the strongest righteous warrior in the world?"

Pang Ban’s eyes shrank.

Yan Jingzhai said calmly: "I have helped the magician complete all the previous tasks. All that is left is for the magician to defeat Chu Feng, plant the magic seed when he has a flaw in his heart, and cultivate the magic!"

"Magic, you are not sure, are you?"

The roaring sound of the Yangtze River rumbled under the high cliffs.

The color of the sky and the earth changes, and a storm is coming.

Yan Jingzhai's figure disappeared without knowing when.

The sparkle in Pang Ban's eyes was more breathtaking than the bursts of lightning in the sky.

He stood upright on the high cliff, his expression surprisingly solemn, looking at the rolling river below, and said to his men in a deep voice: "You two immediately send people to look for traces of Chu Feng. No matter what means are used, I must defeat him, otherwise I will The 'magic cultivation method' can no longer be practiced."

Behind him, the black and white servants knelt down and kowtowed three times, and quickly left without saying a word, leaving Pang Ban alone.

Pang Ban looked up at the sky and suddenly laughed.

"Boom!" After a lightning bolt that shattered the sky, heavy rain poured down.

Pang Ban shouted wildly: "Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish."

Late at night, Qin Mengyao was waiting by the river.

In the life she devoted to kendo, there were not many things that could make her heart beat.

To her, life and death are just different shores. The journey between life and death is just a short journey. Everything will pass, and everything will eventually disappear without a trace.

Only kendo is forever.

But the "sword" is not an end, but a means, a means to break through the mystery of life, death and existence.

She knows that every generation of top martial arts figures, no matter how far they go and how tortuous their life journey is, will inevitably return to this path of pursuing eternity.

Otherwise, how can one surpass all living beings and become an outstanding figure passed down through the ages?

That is the nirvana of martial arts.

No one knows when that will happen?Will it happen?and what happens after it happens?

A small boat came down the river.

A handsome man stood on the bow of the boat, and the boat moved forward naturally without the need for an oar.

Qin Mengyao's mind was as clear as a mirror, and she watched the legendary top master in the world gradually approach without any thoughts.

Chu Feng on the boat looked at the beautiful woman standing quietly on the shore, with her clothes flying and her hair fluttering, as if she was in a state of ecstasy.

This person has a similar temperament to Shi Feixuan.

Qin Mengyao smiled slightly and said, "Mengyao would like to say hello to Mr. Chu on behalf of my master!"

Chu Feng looked at Qin Mengyao indifferently and said, "It's great to have friends from far away. Mengyao, please!"

Qin Mengyao smiled slightly, moved slightly, and sat firmly on the bow of the boat.

Chu Feng smiled happily, and the small ship continued to drift forward unhurriedly.

Qin Mengyao leaned aside and put her hand into the river. A cool and soft feeling passed into her hand.

Chu Feng let the boat drift in the river, looking up at the stars embedded in the dark night sky without saying a word.

Zuo Mengyao took his hand out and looked at the beads dripping down his fingertips, changing from dense to sparse, and said softly: "Every night when it rains in the mountains, Mengyao stays up all night with the master, listening to the music in the back mountain. rain.. ....... "

Chu Feng glanced at her and said nothing.

Qin Mengyao raised her hand and moved it to her lips, blowing off the remaining small drop of beads, with a look of nostalgia in her eyes.

She said lightly: "Master has always given people the feeling of being frail and sickly. It is because of Master's natural beauty, sentimentality, gentleness, and gracefulness that she is particularly lovable and lovable, and they have a feeling of being weak and slender towards her. In fact, she is more delicate than anyone else." Everyone must be healthy and never suffer from any illness.”

Chu Feng remained silent and looked at the starry sky.

Qin Mengyao looked at Chu Feng's majestic face, the contours full of masculine charm, and felt a strong ripple in her heart.

She finally met Chu Feng, the legendary figure.

Sensing Qin Mengyao's gaze, Chu Feng turned his head, lightning radiating out, flashing a breathtaking light.

He looked away from Qin Mengyao's charming and pretty face, glanced at the willow forest on the left bank, and snorted coldly.

Zuo Mengyao's calm heart surged into turbulent waves.

Yan Jing'an should be following from a distance on the shore at this time. Unexpectedly, with his master's martial arts and such a long distance, he still couldn't hide it from the other party.

Chu Feng suddenly said: "If I guessed correctly, your swordsmanship has reached the state of 'Bright Sword Heart' in the Cihang Sword Code. No wonder you can sense the message I sent earlier than your master."

"It's just that your mind is confused. The highest mental method of Cihang Jingzhai should be the word 'quiet'. If there are obstacles in the mind, how can we achieve the 'extreme tranquility'?"

Qin Mengyao slowly lowered her head. She used the action of lowering her head to cover up the shock that she could not hide.

She was not shocked because Chu Feng saw through her depth.

What shocked her was that Chu Feng could deliberately send out messages that were beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, so as to make the two of them, master and disciple, feel connected.