Avoid Ouyang Feng’s record, and Li Zhichang will have room to move. He hates Ouyang Feng’s constant sword. Although he is still alive, he also looks at stabbing a sword at Ouyang Feng. Ouyang Feng will stand back so that Li Zhichang can turn up and fight against Ouyang Feng.

This is a very repeated statement, but it didn’t take long for Hong Qigong to be very angry. However, seeing that Li Zhichang is fine and Ouyang Feng is despicable, he doesn’t want to make a siege to prevent the other party from escaping. Of course, if Li Zhichang is at a disadvantage, he won’t stand by and watch.
True seven, this level of fighting is surrounded by Li Zhichang’s endless efforts, but there are limits. He just took turns to fight with Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong, two great masters, and did not rest. Ouyang Feng is ready to work. This one in and one out has been evenly matched.
After more than three hundred strokes, the two men haven’t decided yet, and Ouyang Feng snake sticks and strange snakes, he should also be careful to put faint Li Zhichang, who has fallen off the wind, and Li Zhichang dare not fall behind and fight back. This trick of’ Thirty-six swords of Ailaoshan’ has no defensive effect and will bring the situation back.
Ouyang Feng was surprised and angry. The secret of the snake staff method finally crossed. Li Zhichang stabbed the strange snake and struck the snake staff. Both of them shook their weapons and fell off their hands.
So the ace responded when Huang Rong saw that they couldn’t tell the outcome for a long time. Li Zhichang was in a hurry. "Dad, old urchin, why are you all back?"
Ouyang Feng was surprised by Li Zhichang and Hong Qigong, and he could escape. Plus the old urchin and Huang Yaoshi, let them surround him on all sides, and he won’t be confused where to run.
But Li Zhichang didn’t take advantage of it and said, "Rong Er, I can get rid of him if you don’t help me."
Huang Rong listen to his heart secretly angry.
Ouyang Feng growled in his heart, I still need you to let him squat down with his hands bent and his shoulders in his mouth, cackling like a giant frog, and pushing his hands flat. This is his unique skill, which is more powerful than’ static braking’ and martial arts.
It is common in Li Zhi that he dare not underestimate the palm of his hand and use a finger to make a breakthrough at the strongest point of Ouyang Feng’s palm. This is a Yang-finger kung fu. Ouyang Feng can’t believe that Yang-finger just restrained his frog skill. There was a time when the emperor practiced it, but he actually practiced it for Li Zhichang. Li Zhichang broke his frog skill and pursued it with 13 consecutive slaps. By the time Ouyang Feng reached the last 14th palm, Ouyang Feng was already dead.
Li Zhichang took back Chang Jian from Huang Rong, and the sword-wielder in the scorching sun only knew today that he was lonely and defeated. In that year,’ more than 30 enemies and traitors were killed in the rivers and lakes, heroes and heroes were defeated, and the day was even more resistant’.
Hong Qigong saw Ouyang Feng’s death and Li Zhichang’s hand actually gave birth to a kind of disappointment. Such a peerless master died like this. A young man of about twenty years old died. His heart was cold. This child is now a natural enemy. In another twenty years, it will not be ten years. If he can stop him in bad weather, he laughs at himself and thinks that he is half buried. What else do you want to do?
Hong Qigong read this and took the dog stick away from Huashan Zhenqi wanted Li Zhichang to celebrate. Li Zhichang refused. Li Zhichang took out a small volume from his body and gave it to Ma Yu. He said, "Teacher Bo remembers what I have learned. You can look at it." But he always had a hunch that he would not stay in this world for a long time. This year, he sorted out his martial arts and recorded some insights and innovations in swordsmanship and palm technique.
He considered that the true religion does not have a male brother and a female brother to create a’ Jade and Female Nineteen Swords’. If you learn it deeply, you can control the heavenly sword. There are also two extremely powerful skills, one is called’ Mixed Yuangong’, and the other is called’ Zi Xiagong’. Both skills can be practiced to a superb level in the depths. Zi Xiagong is even more so. He considered that’ Immortal Skill’ is too demanding for practice and created a weakened’ Immortal Skill’. Anyone with poor qualifications can get started.
Say goodbye to Huang Rong. Seven or two people just came to the foot of Huashan Mountain from another direction. He actually saw the golden wheel and the golden wheel and saw him at the same time.
Li Zhichang laughed. "I don’t think you will come."
King Jinlun asked, "Shouldn’t I come?"
Li Zhichang said, "You have made great progress in kung fu, but if you had a chance to beat me last year, it would be too late."
Golden wheel way "don’t try how to know the result? Life is a rare opponent, even if the opponent is very strong. "
Li Zhichang said, "Well, I didn’t read you wrong."
Jinlun Road "Right here"
Li Zhichang: "If you die, there is no one here to collect your body. Why don’t you arrange the funeral first?"
Jinlun said, "No flesh is a stinky skin, but peace of mind is not the pure land of my Buddha."
Li Zhichang said, "Okay, you go first."
The golden wheel crossed its hands and said "good"
He didn’t refuse to give the Dragon Elephant Prajnaparamita Kung Fu. Li Zhichang stabbed the blade of his palm with a sword, which brought a strong breeze to him. Compared with his palm strength, the Golden Wheel Dragon Elephant Prajnaparamita Kung Fu has reached the ninth floor. If he doesn’t use a sword, he doesn’t respect the martial arts practice at this level. It’s a pity in Li Zhichang’s heart that if he practices the tenth floor further, he will also win or lose. At that time, how wonderful the first world war will be.
Li Zhichang said, "Monk, go back and practice for a few years. It’s too hard for you to practice this kung fu. It’s a pity to die." He didn’t look down on the golden wheel but sincerely pity it.
Jinlun Road "It’s not a pity to die"
They talk with their mouths, but there is still no ambiguity in the palm of their hands. Every sword of Li Zhichang screams and hisses, and the palm of the golden wheel is like a mountain, which is even better than that of Hong Qigong’s dragon and ten palms.
Li Zhichang will recall the life of the master department, and the golden wheel will definitely rank first. Of course, if Yi Deng is willing to make moves, it may not be bad
The Golden Wheel is even younger than the Five Wonders. Twenty years old is the most vigorous time in his life. Even after 20 years, he may not be as terrible as he is today. The so-called boxing is afraid of being young and his skill is amazing, but he is the most difficult opponent Li Zhichang has ever met.
Li Zhichang’s former master is not as skilled as his external skill, and his external skill may be better than his, such as Qiu Qianren and his deep skill. Like him, his moves are mysterious and Huang Yaoshi’s external skill may not catch him.
Only today, the Golden Wheel French King is not far behind him in all aspects of hiking, but the two rivals fought from Huashan foot to Huashan mountainside and from Yunv Mountain to Chaoyang peak. Huang Rong can’t be close to them too much. You can follow Li Zhichang far away and let the condor follow her. When Huang Rong was lost, the condor took her to find two people in the flight.
Whether Li Zhichang will come with King atrix of the Golden Wheel for so long is the only reason why he has played against four masters in a row. Although he is quick to recover, his mental consumption will not recover for a while, so the Golden Wheel is inferior to him, and he is still neck and neck with him.
After a day and a night, Jinlun was not as strong as Li Zhichang after all. After another day and a night, Li Zhichang was pale as gold paper. On the evening of the third day, Jinlun made great efforts to hit the last palm, and then kept his palm posture and stopped moving. However, he gave up his breath. Before Li Zhichang spilled a trace of blood, he closed his eyes and sighed, "It’s not easy for you to practice like this."
At this time, the moon is like frost and the breeze, and Xu Lai Li Zhichang’s single sword bears the sky and sets foot on the earth. It’s hard to describe the loneliness. Huang Rong came from a distance and a sandstorm fascinated her. When she opened her eyes again, Li Zhichang had disappeared.
There are gods who can’t stop crying.
Affectionate swordsman love sword
The first chapter is going anywhere in the world of ice and snow
Li Zhichang wondered how he suddenly came to this place when he came to a wilderness. Now, who else can take him away? But it’s impossible. It just happened.
Seeing that this stone room is clean, but there is no trace of popularity, it is said that the stone wall is full of flaws. It is because Li Zhichang carefully looks at this stone wall and can’t find a smooth gap. He touches the stone wall to be a little bit cool. He has a brainwave to transport the force out and inject it into the stone wall without any response.
There is nothing bare in the stone room, but there is soft light, but I don’t know where it comes from. Li Zhichang thought that maybe the stone wall could shine. If ordinary people were afraid of this quiet environment, they would have gone crazy, but he would have made great achievements. Li Zhichang sat quietly.
Three days later, the rock wall finally changed. On his right side, the rock wall highlighted two large blood fonts twisted and tilted like tadpoles. Li Zhichang couldn’t recognize what font it was, but naturally the word white meant’ reincarnation’. Suddenly, such pictures flashed in his mind. A Taoist priest appeared in a nine-color lotus throne surrounded by nine green lions. The Taoist priest was carrying a long sword and his face was sad, but he couldn’t see it vaguely.
Before he could see the word "blood" clearly, it changed again, and the pool of blood could not be dispersed and combined to form the seven words "passionate swordsman’s love sword". Then two golden doors appeared, and the door on his right hand was dim in golden light, but there was a very familiar smell. He wanted to push the door, but no matter how hard he was, the door stood still. Finally, he made an iron palm and the door was not damaged at all.