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Volume Three: Smiling Proud Chapter 353: Killing

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    Chapter 353: Killing

    The middle-aged Taoist priest's shoulders were tied with white cloth, which oozed bright red, and he was motionless.

    In just these few steps, he was so exhausted that he was panting like an ox, his temples were sweating, and his face was already turning blue.

    "Brother" the young Taoist priest asked worriedly when he saw this.

    The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head and said weakly: "Sit down, I don't care, I won't die in a while!"

    The young Taoist priest said angrily: "Brother¡ª¡ª!"

    The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled in self-pity, and a trace of black blood slowly poured out of the corner of his mouth.

    The young Taoist priest hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, uncorked it, poured out a pill, and pressed it into his mouth.

    The middle-aged Taoist priest moved his mouth, avoided the pill, and sneered: "It's useless, just keep it"

    ¡°Senior¡ªBrother¡ª!¡± The young Taoist priest stared at him and shouted loudly.

    "You are so stubborn!" The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled helplessly, opened his mouth and took the medicine, and a trace of black blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

    Sun Yuru looked at Xiao Yuesheng, with a questioning look in his eyes.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, turned around and moved Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun, explained the footwork in a low voice, stood up and demonstrated with his own body.

    The young Taoist priest glanced here and turned back. Xiao Yuesheng's inner strength was completely destroyed and it was difficult for people to pay attention. He didn't care.

    Sun Yuru and Du Wenxiu were as beautiful as flowers and radiant. As a Taoist priest, he did not dare to look too much, lest they disturb his ordinary mind and disturb his meditation.

    Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun are both extremely intelligent girls. Xiao Yuesheng demonstrated it twice before he memorized it and started practicing.

    This set of footwork is actually the supreme mental method for starting to build the foundation. It is extremely simple and easy, and has great effects. It uses movement to induce stillness.

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    ??????????????? But to practice meditation and adjust your breath, you need to be able to calm down and sit upright. Each time you sit quietly, it takes half an hour to produce any effect.

    This set of footwork by Xiao Yuesheng is a wonderful method of using posture to guide Qi. The body posture is like a bamboo tube, and the inner Qi is like flowing water. When it moves with the footwork, the inner breath will naturally form.

    The young Taoist priest whispered: "Brother, let me help you develop your skills."

    The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his brows and glared at him: "You need to recharge your batteries to deal with the people of the Demon Cult. Don't mess around!"

    "Brother, you can't hold back the poisonous gas!" The young Taoist priest shook his head, stood up and sat behind him, pressing his left palm on his vest.

    The middle-aged Taoist priest leaned forward, slid his palm away, and said in a deep voice: "Junior brother, don't mess around!"

    Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun stopped, looked at the two Taoist priests, and looked at the master.

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Don't be distracted, just practice your skills!"

    The two women nodded hurriedly, immersing themselves in their own footwork, with joyful smiles on their lips.

    When this set of steps is performed, the whole body is transparent, thousands of pores are opened, and the cool breath flows in. It is really comfortable and wonderful, and as I walk, I feel addicted.

    Sun Yuru came over and whispered: "Sir, how about we save him?"

    There was a faint fragrance in front of Xiao Yuesheng's nose. He turned his head and raised his thick eyebrows: "They are from the Taishan Sect!"

    Sun Yuru said bitterly: "The Taishan sect is just the Taishan sect, you can't just ignore it!"

    She also felt that she shouldn't meddle in other people's business, but she blamed herself for being too soft-hearted. Seeing the middle-aged Taoist priest suffering, she felt restless, as if she were sitting on a needle felt.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Well, let's save him."

    Sun Yuru showed a relaxed smile, as if relieved, glanced at the senior sister, not daring to look at her, and said hurriedly: "Taoist Priest, I have a good understanding of internal strength, can I help?"

    The young Taoist priest was surprised and looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest and then at Sun Yuru.

    The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded and said weakly: "That's fine, I'm here to help you, girl I don't know her name?"

    "I'm a nobody, I don't even recognize you, I'm not worth mentioning" Sun Yuru waved her hands, smiled like a flower, stood up and came behind the middle-aged Taoist priest, sat on the grass with her skirt stroking, legs crossed, and pressed her right palm against him  Vest position.

    She was so confused that she didn't dare to tell her family, lest the Taoist priest would be fierce and would rather die than accept the help of the Yanxia sect.

    ¡° Moreover, she didn¡¯t want outsiders to think that the Yanxia sect was afraid of the Taishan sect and was showing weakness, so she took the initiative to help save people.

    "Thank you, girl!" The young Taoist priest bowed his head and bowed deeply.

    Sun Yuru smiled, closed her bright eyes slightly, and her face gradually turned red, like the color of sunset, extremely beautiful.

    The middle-aged Taoist priest closed his eyes, his left hand was struggling.Stand up, make a secret with both hands, and adjust your breath and luck.

    A trace of true energy poured into the spiritual platform behind him, soft and soft, like a ball of twine, with no intention of hurting anyone.

    He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had taken a gamble just now, but he was still wary in his heart. If she had the intention to harm others, it would be easy.

    He adjusted his inner breath and blended it with this trace of true energy. It immediately increased a lot, from the thickness of a chopstick to the thickness of a thumb. He slowly descended from the spiritual platform and passed through Zhiyang, Mingmen, and Changqiang.  , and finally enters the Dantian.

    The Dantian is as warm as the sun. After being warmed and nourished, this inner breath completely becomes his own, and then gushes out, suppressing the poisonous energy flowing around the body.

    However, the poison of the Black Blood Divine Needle is so severe that there is no antidote in the martial arts, and those who are infected will die. Therefore, he is already discouraged. He knows that his efforts are in vain, but his will to survive is still driving him.

    Sun Yuru¡¯s face was as white as jade with a layer of rouge on it, and it was as red as if she was drunk. There were wisps of white air coming from the back of her head, and her internal energy had been running to the extreme.

    The middle-aged Taoist priest's face changed, sometimes turning purple and sometimes pale, as if it had become a battlefield, being fought over by purple energy and white energy.

    After a while, a trace of white gas came out of his head, and his expression changed even more drastically.

    Sun Yuru's head was filled with white air, steaming up, thick and dense, and his face was as red as blood, as if he had been painted with a layer of vermilion paint.

    Du Wenxiu suddenly opened her eyes, stood up, stepped forward, pressed her skirt, sat cross-legged behind Sun Yuru, and gently put his left palm on her back.

    The redness on Sun Yuru's face slowly faded and returned to normal.

    Du Wenxiu's internal strength was extraordinary, even stronger than that of the middle-aged Taoist priest. The softness of Qingyun Kung was as soft as a steel wire. It took Sun Yuru's internal strength and penetrated directly into the middle-aged Taoist priest's body. He couldn't help but feel energetic.  Vibrate.

    "You are almost done practicing, come and sit down." Xiao Yuesheng waved to Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun to sit down.

    The two women sat down next to him. Guazi's face was flushed, and his blood was fully activated. Song Jingyun whispered: "Master, what are they doing?"

    "Exercise energy to heal injuries." Xiao Yuesheng said warmly.

    "Is this how to heal injuries through exercise?" Song Jingyun suddenly nodded, and then asked: "Master, can he be cured?"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "It's difficult, it's difficult!"

    Song Jingyun opened her round eyes wide and said in surprise: "Aunt Sun and Aunt Du have helped together, but they still can't be cured?"

    Xiao Yuesheng sighed and shook his head: "He was poisoned. The poison is too strong. I'm afraid it will be more serious than bad."

    Song Jingyun whispered: "ThenMaster, you are very capable, why don't you go and help him?"

    The two of them seemed to have a natural affinity with Xiao Yuesheng. As soon as they were caught by his gaze, their hearts felt warm and peaceful, and they felt extremely close, as if they had known each other for several years.

    Song Jingsi has a quiet temperament and doesn¡¯t like to talk much. She only smiles occasionally, while Song Jingyun is lively and smart and can¡¯t hold back her words.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, smiled, and stopped talking.

    The young Taoist priest had a lot of inner strength. Although he was watching his senior brother nervously, he still heard the conversation between master and apprentice Xiao Yuesheng. He hurriedly came over and bowed his head: "Brother, can you tell me how to cure my senior brother?"

    He stared at Xiao Yuesheng with a sincere expression.

    Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and said, "Senior Brother Ling, is it the Black Blood Divine Needle?"

    "Exactly!" the young Taoist priest said hurriedly, his eyes more sincere. Unexpectedly, this man saw it at a glance, and felt an inexplicable hope in his heart.

    "Alas, the Black Blood Divine Needle!" Xiao Yuesheng sighed and shook his head: "If you get hit by the Black Blood Divine Needle, you are hopeless!"

    The young Taoist priest looked gloomy, nodded, and sighed secretly. He was really obsessed with the black blood magic needle. Those who were hit by the black blood needle would not be saved. This was an iron law. How could he place high hopes on a person with no internal strength?  !

    Xiao Yuesheng said slowly: "Inject internal force from the Qimen to seal the Zhangmen and Youmen. At the same time, inject two internal forces, one yang and one yin, into the Juque and Shenfeng. Stand directly over the tanzhong and come down. Alas, I feel sorry for me.  There is no inner strength and no intention.¡±

    "Can we really save our senior brother!?" The young Taoist priest suddenly looked up, his eyes shining brightly, and he asked eagerly.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "He is just a useless person now. Even if he knows how to save him, it is useless."

    "Brother, why do you have no internal strength?" the young Taoist priest asked hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "If you become obsessed, your internal strength will be completely destroyed."

    The expression on the young Taoist priest's face changed. The word "obsessed" was actually what people in the martial arts world talk about. Seeing that Xiao Yuesheng's expression remained as usual, he said, "Fortunately, brother, his life is not in danger."

    "It's a blessing in misfortune." Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

    The young Taoist priest asked again, almostHe begged: "Then my senior brother, is there really nothing we can do to save him?!"

    "Let me think about it." Xiao Yuesheng pondered.

    Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun clasped their little hands tightly and stared at the master, seeing his frown and eyes flickering, and their hearts beating wildly.

    After a while, the young Taoist priest felt that a year had passed. Xiao Yuesheng muttered: "There is a way, maybe you can try it."

    "Brother, please tell me!" the young Taoist priest said hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng pondered and said, "Let the two girls put their strength into my body, maybe I can give it a try."

    The young Taoist priest nodded hastily: "That's very good!"

    "Alas this idea is a last resort, and it is really inappropriate" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said in a deep voice: "After I became possessed, the changes in my meridians and the path of my internal energy have become unpredictable. I never dare to do it again.  Cultivate your internal strength to avoid misfire again.¡±

    The young Taoist priest frowned, shook his head and sighed.

    He is a disciple of a famous sect and has extraordinary experience. Naturally, he knows that Xiao Yuesheng's situation is really terrible. Once he uses his internal power, he is in danger of going crazy again.

    The meridians inside the body are so delicate that there is no room for error. In the luck formula, one word difference can mean the difference between life and death.

    "Let's give it a try." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said in a deep voice.

    He told Du Wenxiu and Sun Yuru about his decision. The two women slowly withdrew their power, retracted their palms, and slowly adjusted their breathing for a while.

    Sun Yuru opened her round eyes and said: "Sir, do you want to die?!"

    She glared at Xiao Yuesheng with anger, and Du Wenxiu also looked at him with anger. Both women knew what was going on inside him.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and waved his hand: "It's not that seriousjust give it a try first. If it doesn't feel right, I will stop."

    "No!" Sun Yuru shook his head with a determined expression: "Sir, it's too dangerous!"

    Xiao Yuesheng's face darkened and he said slowly: "I have made up my mind, no need to say more."

    The two women were helpless, angry, annoyed, and worried. Du Wenxiu stretched out his hand to stop Sun Yuru, and slowly sat down behind Xiao Yuesheng.

    Sun Yuru did not try to be brave. His body was empty and his internal strength was exhausted. It was really not suitable for him to exercise any more.

    The young Taoist priest looked grateful. Regardless of whether he saved his senior brother or not, just risking his life to save him because of his heart is a great kindness.

    The middle-aged Taoist priest's face turned purple, white steam was steaming from his head, like steamed buns coming out of the pot, and sweat dripped from his forehead and fell to the ground.

    The young Taoist priest was very anxious. He saw the poisonous gas rising up and his senior brother was dying. He was helpless. The Taishan Sect's anti-poison pills were completely ineffective!

    Xiao Yuesheng sat down cross-legged, made secrets with his hands, and fell into silence.

    Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun stared at the master closely, feeling that the master was so powerful when sitting like this, they suddenly had the urge to kneel on the ground and kowtow.

    After a while, Xiao Yuesheng opened his eyes, stretched out his right finger, gently pressed it on the Qimen point, and flicked it up. His left hand and right hand hit the pylorus and Zhangmen at the same time. The left hand was as gentle as the wind, and the right hand was as strong as the wind.  cone.

    The middle-aged Taoist priest trembled, and a stream of black blood poured out of his mouth.

    Xiao Yuesheng then moved his fingers like flying, with different momentums, such as a fortress like a mountain, some vertical and horizontal like a sword, some like a goshawk passing over the earth, or like a fish swimming in a shallow bay.

    In the blink of an eye, twenty-something pointed over, his face was covered with red clouds, Du Wenxiu behind him was even redder, and white steam was steaming from his head.

    She felt that Xiao Yuesheng's vest was like a whirlpool, drawing out her inner strength, and she couldn't help but refuse and control it. In the short period of time, half of her inner strength had been consumed.

    "Ugh¡ª¡ª!" Xiao Yuechang let out a breath, returned his hands to his dantian, closed his eyes, and pinched his fingers to adjust his breath.

    Du Wenxiu slowly removed his palms and sat quietly to adjust his breathing.

    At this time, the purple color on the middle-aged Taoist priest's face had faded, and he was as pale as paper. The poison had been suppressed, but the internal injuries had not healed.

    Xiao Yuesheng opened his eyes, and Sun Yuru also let out a long sigh of relief. Her legs were so weak that she could no longer stand, so she sat down softly.

    "Brother, this is a great kindness. I, the Taishan sect, will never forget it!" The young Taoist priest prostrated himself on the ground and said sincerely.

    Xiao Yuesheng raised his hand, shook his head and said: "Although Senior Brother Ling's poison has been suppressed, we must not use our internal energy rashly. We need to slowly recuperate."

    "Yes!" The young Taoist priest nodded and said, "I haven't asked my brother for your surname yet. It's really rude for me to be a Taoist!"

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "My name is Xiao Guanlan, I am a nobody, not worth mentioning."

    He turned his head again, glanced at Du Wenxiu, and said with a smile: "I didn't put in any effort, I just borrowed my strength and relied entirely on Wenxiu."

    "Thank you Wenxiugirl!  "The young Taoist priest said again.

    At this moment, there was a "pop" sound, and the middle-aged Taoist priest spurted out a mouthful of black blood, which fell on the bonfire, making a sizzling sound and a stench wafting out.

    This mouthful of black blood spurted out, and the middle-aged Taoist priest opened his eyes, feeling much more energetic.

    The poison in his body was suppressed. The middle-aged Taoist priest was shocked and even more ecstatic. After walking through the Hall of Yama, he realized how precious life is and he was extremely grateful to Xiao Yuesheng.

    The two announced themselves as second-generation disciples of the Taishan Sect, Taoist Tianbai and Taoist Tianqing. When they went down the mountain, they encountered people from the Demon Sect who were trying to be cruel. They stepped forward to stop them without hesitation. However, they were unable to defeat the people from the Demon Sect and were charged with  Seriously injured, he fled in a hurry.

    A few people were talking when the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from outside.

    The face of the young Taoist priest Tian Qing changed. He stood up quickly, pressed the hilt of his sword, and turned to his senior brother Tian Bai: "They are coming!"

    Taoist priest Tianbai nodded, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Mr. Xiao, please leave quickly, don't let us get in trouble!"

    He saw that although Xiao Yuesheng was young, he had a calm demeanor and a look of age in his brows, so he followed Sun Yuru and the others in calling him sir.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, smiled, and waved his hand: "I would like to meet people from the Demon Sect."

    Du Wenxiu and Sun Yuru were slightly nervous. They had been famous for the people of the Demon Sect for a long time, and they were quite afraid of them. In their hearts, the people of the Demon Sect were like monsters.

    "Mr. Xiao" Taoist Tianqing said anxiously.

    Xiao Yuesheng sat down and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Taoist Master, I will be careful."

    Seeing him like this, Tianbai and Tianqing shook their heads helplessly and stood up, but the sound of horse hooves was already approaching, followed by the sound of footsteps, coming straight towards them, it was already too late to leave.

    The door was pushed open with a bang, and three men in yellow strode in. They looked around and landed on the two Taoist priests.

    These three people have ordinary looks, one is short and fat, and the other two are tall and thin. The short and fat person has a round face, narrowed eyes, and seems to be smiling all the time.

    The other one was tall and thin, and his clothes were dangling. It seemed that the clothes were only supported by bones and had no flesh and blood.

    Although the other one is tall and thin, he is as strong as a pine, and his whole body is filled with strength, like a lean leopard.

    "Hey, where can you run to?!" The short, fat middle-aged man smiled and shook his head, sighing, seemingly with sympathy.

    The young Taoist priest Tian Qing pressed the hilt of his sword and glared at them coldly: "You are so cruel that you won't even let women and children go!"

    The three of them took two steps forward and stood behind the two Taoist priests, blocking their escape direction.

    "Vicious?!" The short, fat middle-aged man shook his head and said with a smile: "The so-called cutting weeds without eradicating the roots will bring new growth when the spring breeze blows. Why bother adding more evil to the world?!"

    Tian Qingdao smiled with great enthusiasm. Faced with such shamelessness, he was speechless.

    Taoist Priest Tianqing turned around and said softly: "Brother, I'll block them, you go first!"

    Taoist Priest Tianbai nodded. He could not persuade his inner strength. Staying here would only be a burden and useless. It was better to leave first.

    The short, fat middle-aged man narrowed his small eyes, passed by Xiao Yuesheng and the others, stopped at the four girls of Du Wenxiu, and asked Taoist Tianqing: "Do you recognize them?"

    "They were here to avoid the snow, and they are strangers to us!" Taoist Priest Tianqing hummed in a deep voice, and slowly pulled out his sword.

    The sword light was cold, and the temple suddenly became a bit colder.

    "Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!" He shouted in a deep voice, stabbing out the long sword, making a circle with the tip of the sword, and circled towards the short, fat middle-aged man's chest.

    This sword was launched with momentum, extremely fast, the body and the sword were one, light and fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had pierced the chest.

    A Bai Lian rolled up and hit the tip of the sword. There was a clear and loud "ding", and the Azure Taoist Priest's long sword almost flew out of his hand.

    The short, fat middle-aged man held a long sword and sneered with slightly squinted eyes: "Your swordsmanship is far from good Your senior brother was hit by the black blood needle and still survived. His internal strength is quite unique!"

    Taoist Priest Tianqing shut up and thrust out his sword again, shouting: "Brother, let's go!"

    Taoist priest Tianbai shook his head and smiled bitterly. He looked at the tall and thin man standing in front of him, one on the right and the other on the left. He didn't dare to move, knowing that if he did, he would get a thunderous blow from the two of them, which would be terrible.

    "Hey, you three, why are you bullying you?!" A crisp voice sounded, causing everyone to look.

    When Sun Yuru saw everyone looking at her, her face turned red and she felt timid.

    Just now, when she saw these three people teasing each other like a cat and a mouse, she felt unhappy and shouted unconsciously.

    But as soon as the words came out, there were some backlashes. It seemed that these three demon sect monstersTheir martial arts skills are very strong, and I am afraid that they are no match for them.

    The skinny man looked at Sun Yuru, up and down, left and right, shook his head, and said with a cold smile: "You little girl, you are quite courageous!  We don't make trouble for you, but you are seeking your own death, so we will help you!"  "

    After saying that, he jumped up and swooped over, like a kite falling, and landed lightly in front of Sun Yuru. He reached out and grabbed it with his claws, and his five fingers were like skeletons, which was quite scary.

    Sun Yuru stepped on the Jade Rabbit Step and took one step.

    The man only felt his shadow flicker, his claws grasped nothing, and he had moved two feet away.

    He let out a sigh, stretched out his claws and scratched again, but he didn't believe in evil. His Nine Nether Claws were extremely hot, and every time he scratched them, there was no miss. Unexpectedly, this little girl dodged her, and spread the word. He couldn't  Great looking.

    Sun Yuru stepped on the Jade Rabbit Step again, and in a blink of an eye, the Nine Nether Claws came out. The sword light flashed, and a sword flower appeared. The sword light was dotted, and she twisted around and stabbed his Qimen acupuncture point.

    He stretched out his Nine Nether Claws and grabbed the long sword. He reached the claws very quickly and headed towards the blade. When he reached the blade, he suddenly slanted and swept his fingertips across the sword, like playing a harp.

    Sun Yuru was unable to move, so she felt a force rushing in, and then there was another layer. Before this layer disappeared, another layer came again, just like the waves on the seaside, one wave did not recede, another wave came up, one wave after another.  Overlapping each other, the power becomes stronger and stronger.

    Du Wenxiu had sharp eyesight and quick hands. Seeing that Sun Yuru looked wrong, he flew forward and blocked the other claw with a flash of cold light.

    The two of them did not use the method of combining the two women. They had the Jade Rabbit Steps to complement each other, and they did not fall behind. The tinkling sounds were endless. The skinny man actually used only claw skills to get entangled with the two women. For a moment, it was difficult to tell who was superior.

    The other man, who looked like a fierce leopard, paid no attention to Taoist Tianbai and turned to look at the two women behind Xiao Yuesheng.

    Hehe sneered and shook his head. He slowly stepped forward and came to Xiao Yuesheng, but turned a blind eye to him. He said to Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun: "You two little sisters, follow me. I will ensure that you eat well, wear well, and enjoy all kinds of things."  What a blessing!"

    "You're a bad guy! Go away!" Song Jingyun said coquettishly and shrank behind Xiao Yuesheng.

    Song Jingsi also retreated behind him, afraid of the man's wolf-like gaze and did not dare to look any further.

    Xiao Yuesheng had a sullen face and said calmly: "Get out!"

    The man said "Huh" and looked at Xiao Yuesheng in surprise. He thought he heard wrong and asked quickly: "Youwhat did you just say?!"

    "Go away¡ª¡ª!" Xiao Yuesheng said calmly, his face was as dark as water and his brows were slightly furrowed.

    "Hehe, hehe" The man laughed and pointed at Xiao Yuesheng, as if he had seen something extremely funny.

    Xiao Yuesheng looked at him with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

    Seeing his expression, the man gradually stopped smiling, suddenly darkened his face, and shouted: "You are so brave!"

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned even more, anger welling up, and he narrowed his eyes slightly with murderous intent.

    Being swept away by him, the man's heart suddenly tightened and his hair stood on end. He had a very keen intuition and suddenly felt that Xiao Yuesheng was extraordinary.

    "Who are you?!" the man asked in a deep voice.

    Xiao Yuesheng patted Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun behind him, comforted them in a low voice, and ignored him.

    The man was furious, punched out, and shouted in a deep voice: "You are looking for death!"

    Xiao Yuesheng twisted around, clenched his fist and punched out, colliding with the opponent.

    The man was sneering. He already knew that the person in front of him had no internal strength. If he competed with his fists, he would definitely win.

    "Bang" a dull sound came out, and the two women hurriedly covered their ears, opened their eyes wide, and looked at them brightly.

    The man took a step back with a surprised look on his face. He didn't expect that he was at a disadvantage due to his deep inner strength and the opponent's lack of inner strength.

    There is nothing more surprising than this.

    Xiao Yuesheng had a sullen face, took a step forward, and punched out. The simplest thing is that the black tiger ripped out the heart and punched out.

    The man was not convinced and punched out, colliding directly with Xiao Yuesheng.

    "Bang" The man took a step back, his body swayed, and then he took another step back before he stood firm. A layer of red flashed across his face, which quickly faded away.

    Xiao Yuesheng had a sullen face, took two more steps forward, punched out, and his eyes were stern, seizing his spirit like substance.

    He was filled with anger. He didn't bother to care about others being rude to him, but being rude to his new disciple was really unforgivable and he had murderous intent in his heart.

    Seeing Xiao Yuesheng like this, the man gritted his teeth and stepped forward, punching out with a black tiger move that ripped out his heart, hitting Xiao Yuesheng directly, turning his defense into an attack.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled coldly and turned a blind eye to the punch, letting him hit his chest.It was also a straight punch.

    The two fists hit each other's chest at the same time. Xiao Yuesheng took a step back as if nothing happened.

    The man¡¯s face was strange and full of unwillingness. He covered his chest and slowly fell down. In the blink of an eye, his orifices were bleeding, but he was dead.

    "Xiao Yuesheng's magical power was astonishing. With one punch, the force went straight to his chest, shattering his internal organs and killing him immediately.

    The man thought that Xiao Yuesheng had no internal strength, and even if he was hit by a punch, it would not be a serious injury. It was just a bruise, and at most it would only break the bones.

    But they don¡¯t know that Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s divine power is far beyond the imagination of the world. Although this punch is not driven by internal force, the power of the punch is extremely penetrating. It is not internal force, but it is similar to it.

    Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun didn¡¯t dare to look, they covered their eyes and huddled in the corner.

    "Second brother!" Seeing the situation here, the skinny middle-aged man floated down, took a breath, raised his head sharply, and looked at Xiao Yuesheng, his eyes as sharp as two swords.

    "You killed the second child!" He said gloomily and stood up slowly.

    Xiao Yuesheng said calmly: "He has a right to death. If you want to take revenge, just come over here I will help you brothers meet!"

    "Come and accept your fate!" The skinny middle-aged man stepped forward with his claws and grabbed Xiao Yuesheng's heart, intending to tear out his heart to sacrifice his brother's spirit in heaven.

    He and his second child have been together since they were children, relying on each other for life. They have the same father, the same mother, and the same master. From childhood to the present, their brotherhood is so deep that it is beyond imagination.

    Seeing the death of the second child, his head was empty, as if his soul had left his body, and he had only one thought: revenge!

    Xiao Yuesheng formed five fingers into claws and waved them out. The two claws intersected and the five fingers were twisted together.

    Xiao Yuesheng pressed his wrist and made several "click" sounds. He released his fingers, took a step back and looked at the man lightly.

    The skinny man stared blankly at his right paw, which was already limp and drooping, completely broken, and not a single finger was left.

    He stared blankly, as if he didn't know the pain, and slowly looked at Xiao Yuesheng.

    "Death¡ª¡ª!" He shot towards Xiao Yuesheng like an arrow that had escaped from the string. He used his left hand to draw out his claw, which was even sharper, a bit more powerful than his right claw.

    Instead of avoiding its sharp edge, Xiao Yuesheng stepped forward to meet it. He only walked slightly diagonally, making it difficult for others to notice.

    It was this slight inclination that made the two of them look out of place. He was on the right side of the opponent and hit the man's chest with his punch, but the man's left claw could not catch him.

    Slowly he fell down, and the ferocious look in his eyes slowly dimmed, as if the oil lamp was gradually burning out and extinguished.

    The short and fat middle-aged man took a step back, jumped out of Tian Qing's sword circle, and looked at Xiao Yuesheng.

    He looked Xiao Yuesheng up and down, squinted his eyes and asked: "Who are you, your Excellency, who killed two of my companions in a row?!"

    "They are just nobody." Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly and waved his hand: "They are deliberately seeking death, so I have to take action."

    ¡°Hehe, that¡¯s because they are seeking their own destruction, and they can¡¯t blame you¡ª?!¡± He glanced sideways at Xiao Yuesheng and sneered a few times.

    Xiao Yuesheng spread his hands and nodded.

    "I want to ask for advice!" The short, fat middle-aged man held the long sword across his chest and slowly stepped forward. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared into Xiao Yuesheng's eyes.

    " Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were warm and calm, and the short, fat middle-aged man felt cold in his heart. Such a hidden master didn't even notice it. Damn it!

    "Watch the move!" The sword light filled the sky. After swiping the sword, he immediately stepped back, took out a concealed weapon from his arms, and shot at Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun with a flick of his hand. At the same time, he retreated towards the door like lightning, trying to escape.

    He used this hidden weapon not to hurt the two women, but to stop Xiao Yuesheng's momentum so that he could retreat calmly.

    The two women screamed. Xiao Yuesheng took two steps forward to protect them. His right sleeve fluttered, and with a buzzing sound, the hidden weapon fell to the ground as if being hit by an invisible wave.

    He flexed his left hand, stretched out his sleeve, picked up a white chess piece between his middle finger and thumb, and flicked it lightly, calmly and gracefully.

    The short, fat middle-aged man was overjoyed and had already retreated to the door. He took another step out of the temple, where the sky was high enough for birds to fly, and the sea was wide enough for fish to leap.

    "Hi¡ª¡ª!" With a sharp roar, he fell steeply downwards, straight to the door frame, and fell to the ground motionless, as silent as death.

    "Master is so awesome!" The two women cheered and jumped up.

    Taoist Priest Tianqing stepped forward, checked the man's breath, raised his head and said, "He's dead too!"

    The two Taoist priests looked at Xiao Yuesheng with astonishment in their eyes. They had no inner strength, but they killed people like nothing. Such martial arts was terrifying and terrifying!

    "That's enough for now, I'll take my leave first!" Xiao Yuesheng clasped his fists, smiled, turned around and lefttemple.

    The other four women hurriedly followed.
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