103. Two Stories (6)

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In the pit of Feng Peng's heart, the young man did not raise his head, and made a beast-like sound of biting and chewing from his mouth. It seemed that nothing was more important than eating the flesh and blood in front of him. What made the mentor who raised him feel strange was not only his behavior that was completely different from other people, but also his appearance.

The boy's body shape, which was originally taller than those of his age, has changed. His height is elongated, his bone plates are thickened, and his muscles are as knotted as cast iron. He doesn't look like a young boy who originally still had a trace of thinness. His long hair was disheveled, his red eyes were as red as blood, and his whole body was exuding a mass of dark miasma. He looked like he was devouring flesh and blood, and he looked like a human-shaped cloak.

No one knows what it is that has captured Feng Pengtuntian's greed and endless source of evil, and then appeared in human form in front of the evil killers.

The problem is that the word "human form" may have become the actual meaning, and the inner part has been swallowed up by the evil source, without any residue.

The young man suddenly stopped moving, as if he finally saw the light of sight again. The turbid, blood-like pupils had no focus, and seemed to cover everything in front of them, not knowing where they were looking. Or whether you are really ‘looking’. It is said that the six ferocious beasts that walk in the mountains are particularly sensitive to human body energy, a hundred times more sensitive than wild beasts. The absence of eyes does not impair discernment.

Until those eyes with murderous intent suddenly stared at the old man in front of him.

Before the young man's fist fell, the old man suddenly flew backwards. He was as nimble as an ape in the mountain. Before that, he had avoided the young man's powerful punch.

The fist failed, and the strong wind brought by it cracked the rock and penetrated the rock, exploding a huge hole. The power is far greater than the young man's original skill.

The punch failed to produce any blood, and the young man's chest was filled with grief and anger. His heart was empty. His demon-like eyes shined with light, and his throat couldn't help but let out a huge scream that was far worse than Feng Peng! The roar was like a wave sweeping through the entire dense forest. Even the Daluoshan disciples who were far away on the other side felt the atmosphere shaking slightly, and they couldn't hide the fear in their hearts.

--The ferocious beast this time is actually fierce! The ancestors and the leader don't know whether they can deal with it.

The roar sounded like it was cut by invisible scissors. The young man swayed and pounced on the retreating old man like lightning.

The Chinese hero did not dodge this time. After a moment's thought, Luo Tian unsheathed his hand and waved out his right arm. The golden light in his hand was shining brightly, and it was a candle shining on the shadowy sky.

Each hand struck out five palms against both arms, making a thunderclap sound in the air. One is powerful and powerful, the other is exquisite, and they are indistinguishable.

After the last palm split, the two of them took three steps back. The old man's body is like floating dust, and he can be far away even if he touches it. However, the red-eyed boy forcefully swallowed the endless Yin energy, vomiting blood from his mouth, and immediately jumped out like a flying arrow after landing on the ground. After receiving a blow from Zhuzhao Youying, it seemed that nothing happened.

The young man has similar strength to the Six Evils, but has a more agile physique... Ming Huayu thought. He also learned martial arts from Daluoshan. If you are not good at it, you are also familiar with how to deal with it. For Daluoshan, who has exorcised six evils for generations, there is no more difficult enemy than this. Therefore, Daluoshan must kill him.

The powerful force did not make the boy's situation any better. The old man took Luo Tian back from his sheath to give Ming Huayu time to come up with a solution. Otherwise, with the unforeseen destructive power of the child, Luo Tianjing dodges, and the fate of cutting off his head is right in front of him.

"My apprentice, I can handle it myself.

Ming Huayu walked slowly ten feet away from the young man without stopping, staring at his face. As if to preserve all his facial features in

He personally carried the boy back to Daluoshan.

That funny and cheerful look seems to be still in front of me.

He never expected to accept him as his disciple, nor did he expect to teach him everything he could. Even his own investment was so surprising.

What he didn't expect the most was that every moment of the past twelve years would hit his mind. He never thought it would shake his mind so much.

"Stop.N"

Minghuayu's face was expressionless. Facing the fierce beast's attack, the boy suddenly got stabbed with his palm. Like an angry vajra pestle, it hit the boy's chest directly without being able to sense it through his five senses. With a series of loud sounds of broken bones, the young man vomited blood and flew back to the ground, unable to make any progress.

"Have you become more capable?

Facing the young man who was lying limply on the ground, unable to move, Ming Huayu frowned.

"What are you doing here? Have you done your homework? I want you to go back and help your master, why are you disobedient? Did I say that you must obey master in everything?"

Complaining in detail one by one, his big hand slowly caressed the disciple's head, getting slower and slower.

"You've always been a good boy...why didn't you listen to me today?"

The young man at the bottom of the palm gritted his teeth and growled. Judging from his breath, his internal injuries were intact.

Not only the destructive power and strong appetite, but also the amazing resilience of the Six Evils were inherited. This is not a good thing. The more he resembles Feng Peng, the further away he becomes from 'human'.

The young man let out a sad and angry roar, rising up like a wild beast, and his strikes were like lightning.

The leader of Daluoshan had no intention of retreating, and stayed still, with only a few seconds. The two fingers were like wind blades, directly cutting off the boy's legs, destroying the boy's ability to move. He stabbed his hand knife on his back, breaking his body's balance. Even with the resilience of the Six Evils, it would be difficult to recover in a short period of time.

Ming Huayu pinched his sword fingers and slowly placed them on the back of Ming Feizhen's neck. Once he exerts his strength, he will take his disciple's life. He is free and easy by nature, and never takes things lightly, so he handles things quickly and never drags his feet. At this moment, I only feel that my hand weighs several kilograms, and it is difficult to let go.

He slowly looked at his disciple, still not giving up even the last glimmer of hope. If anyone can save him

method, Ming Huayu doesn’t mind sacrificing one

So he noticed the only glimmer of hope.

The young man's body could not move, but he still couldn't help but want to resist. The roar leaking from his throat revealed the anger and hatred that was difficult to ignore.

--However, the Six Evils dare not have such complicated emotional fluctuations.

Unless... Ming Huayu thought of a possibility, and the only possibility - that it was not Fengpeng that dominated this broken body, but his disciple's own consciousness. This discovery made him want to laugh out loud.

With this bit of inspiration, Ming Huayu immediately analyzed the situation without wasting much time. The scene that was originally extremely weird could not stand up to his scrutiny.

book. SFA.

It was unexpected for the young man to become what he is now. , C Wen Xiaojiang

The person who displaces the internal organs of Fengpeng is Minghuayu. He used his penetrating force to penetrate Feng Peng's stomach bag, and used his internal force to make the disciple fall out of the stomach bag, just to save his life.

When he arrived, not only was the disciple's internal strength condition, but his life was also close to being exhausted. Especially his arms were shattered. Even if he is rescued immediately, it is difficult to say whether his martial arts will be restored and he will escape the fate of becoming a cripple. Logically speaking, even if he didn't faint, he shouldn't have such strength.

Then it was --.- that drove the boy to eat all the way from the stomach to the ventricle of the heart. Even in this state, he still harbors irreconcilable hatred. Even Feng Peng's consciousness was crushed to pieces, making him still take control of his body despite being lost.

Ming Huayu glanced around, and in his mind restored the terrain that was already full of potholes and trampled by tents to the way it looked when he first arrived. Immediately I noticed an unnatural place on the ground. A dozen feet away from here, there is a trace of sand buried in it.

He flew over, the wind blew through his palms, the dust flew away, and he finally found the fainting girl buried under the sand.

Everything became clear immediately.

Ming Huayu held the girl in front of the boy, put his palms on his vest, and whispered something.

"Ming Su asked if it's okay."

The young man was trembling all over, his throat was heavy, and he didn't know what he was talking about. The color of the blood pupils gradually turned pale.

.......then passed out completely.

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He killed two evil spirits, but only paid a few lives as the price. All the people in Daluo Mountain celebrated together. Countless boxes of fireworks were set off, as well as countless fine wines and meats.

There was only dead silence in the headmaster's room.

More than a dozen distinguished elders and disciples, as well as the Chinese heroes, the leader, and the leader's wife gathered around the boy's bed.

The young man on the bed looked so powerful that his uncles and uncles almost didn't recognize him. Even though he fell into a coma, he kept moaning as if the pain never left him.

The mistress stroked the boy's hot forehead and almost shed tears in her anxiety. She and her husband have never had children, so they have always raised this young disciple as their own son. How can they not be in a hurry?

The disciples who didn't know what happened were silent and didn't know how to comfort them.

“This kid killed Feng Peng.

The Chinese hero said a short sentence. This first victory was given to the young man. The wife of the head of the house had already heard what her husband had said. She was so smart and smart, how could she not know that the ancestors wanted to make this child famous after his death. Killing the six murderers in Daluo Mountain is a great achievement that will go down in history. This may be the only affection the old man can give to his disciple whom he has always loved.

"Fart, it was you who killed Feng Peng. Damn your memorial monument, my apprentice is not dead." Ming Huayu said coldly, without any appreciation at all, with his arms crossed.

"Master, no matter how anxious you are, you can't... Before he finished speaking, Ming Huayu kicked him out. It was obvious that he didn't want to listen to the trash talking nonsense. But the Chinese hero lowered his head and slapped He snored deeply, as if the day's drama had affected his mind and he had to seize the time to rest and make up for it. It was as if he didn't hear Ming Huayu's words at all.

"Teacher, teacher... the young man opened his eyes slightly and seemed to have regained some consciousness, but his eyes were staring straight at the sky, "Am I going to die...

"If I don't let you die, I will not dare to accept you."

After saying that, Ming Huayu stood up like a normal person and turned around to go out. He passed by the dozing Chinese hero and gave him an order.

"Old man, look at my wife and children, I'm going out for a while." His tone was no different from that of instructing his servants.

The snoring of the Chinese hero stopped for a moment, then continued again, probably in agreement.

The head's wife said angrily.

"Zhen'er looks like this now. He's about to die. You have to take care of everything in the house. Where else are you going?"

Ming Huayu ignored it. The person has walked out of the back room. After a while, the words from the back of Shengxue in white came back to Madam's ears.

“Wudang, grab Tai Chi.

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