There was no one on the street, the street lights were turned off early, the tired clouds covered the moon, and in the gloomy and miserable state, the low sound of cars in the prosperous place in the distance came over.

"But someone died." The young master smiled, and the clothespin on his shoulder looked a little funny. "There were four people dead at No. 43 Wenwu Street, all of them were killed by you."

Yi Tianxing didn't seem to be struggling when he held someone. He thought about it and laughed: "The dead don't need a heavy color to pay tribute to him... I don't need to explain anything."

"It's not good." The young master smiled again, "We practitioners cannot mix too much into the world, let alone take lives."

Yi Tianxing rubbed his chin and thought that he was tired of always smiling like this: "I guess who you are, is the department that meddled in other people's business for three days?"

"Yes." The man's eyes lit up when he heard what he said, and he became interested. "I am the director of the Sixth Department who has just come to the provincial capital. I will take office with a new official. Please give me some advice."

Yi Tianxing smiled bitterly: "Three fires... It seems that my luck is indeed not very good."

The young Taoist master turned his head slightly, as if he was listening to something: "It seems that a master has come over, let's hurry up."

Yi Tianxing threw the unconscious old Xing in his hand under a tree next to the street like he threw a rag. He turned his head in a serious way and said, "I... can't hear it, but... I agree with your opinion. Come on, I will take the exam tomorrow."

The young master smiled slightly, bowed his hand, and then separated, pinching the middle finger with his thumb, which was the Taoist Jincheng Jue. A breath that could not be expressed gradually spread: "My name is Zhou Yiwen."

Yi Tianxing lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows, put his hands on his chest, and inserted his six lower fingers into his arms. His thumb was slightly tilted, and his index finger was slightly erected towards the sky like a sword. He formed a fundamental seal without moving. He stood still as if he was as a mountain as he responded softly: "I am Yi Tianxing."

When he heard his name, the young Taoist master named Zhou Yiwen shook his eyebrows slightly without anyone noticing.

A sharp and harsh brake sound came from a distance.

Zhou Yiwen's shoulders moved slightly, and the dazzling wooden clip was shaken by his breath and flew away from his clothes, and disappeared into the night with a sneer.

Feeling the powerful aura of the craftsman on the opposite side, Yi Tianxing suddenly raised his head and looked like a cold light.

The two of them did not take action, and began... to take action.

The big trees beside the street began to shake at this moment, just like a gust of wind coming from the branches of the forest.

Zhou Yiwen, who was standing on the left and right, parting his hands with his left and right hands, and a thin string that appeared faintly gradually appeared between his palms.

The street wind passed by, and the thin strings between his palms were slightly shaking. With this vibration, the dead leaves in the sky also vibrated and slowly fell downwards.

The leaves fell into the air, but they seemed to be pulled by some force and flew horizontally. In a very short time, they increased to extremely fast speed and turned into countless arcs and cut towards Yi Tianxing, which was still as motionless as a mountain.

Yi Tianxing's eyes were slightly cumbersome, and his palms gradually became dissipated. He couldn't move the fundamental seal. His left palm slightly lowered, his right palm flipped towards the sky, and a light red breath repeated back and forth between his palms, looking extremely strange. The leaves were about to attack his body. His palms slightly closed, and the light red aura between his palms suddenly dissipated, forming a wall of air outside his body.

No sound was made, and the withered leaves collapsed into pieces as soon as they hit the air wall, falling on the street, forming a line made of yellow shattered leaves in front of him.

The leaves that were separated from the air wall were cut back with a screaming sound of breaking through the air. Only dozens of continuous and crisp sounds could be heard. The bricks on the sidewalk behind the street were shattered by the soft and weak dead leaves.

Yi Tianxing smiled slightly and took a deep breath. Only then did he realize that the other party's strength was indeed very strong.

Zhou Yiwen, who was across the street, saw that he broke his spell in every move and frowned slightly: "You are stronger than the rumors."

Yi Tianxing patted his hands and began to lift the flower sedan chair: "You have Yin in your left hand, Yang in your right hand, and the Tai Chi string in the middle is also very powerful."

Zhou Yiwen touched something from his big pocket on the left side of his Zhongshan suit and scattered it on the street. When the things touched the road, the beautiful tingling sound of the pipa came.

"You know the Taoist art?" He raised his head, and his extremely pure smile was still hanging, "Tell me, what did you use before?"

Yi Tianxing was about to look at the things he scattered on the ground, slowly raised his white hands, and responded slowly: "You are yin on the left and yang on the right. I correspond with the compassion of the left hand and the wisdom of the right hand moving. It seems that I have made no mistake."

"It turns out that it is the dual power of compassion and wisdom that eliminates greed, anger, ignorance, doubt and arrogance." Zhou Yiwen's face became cautious, "You are indeed wise."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and gently stroked it in the slight night wind, and then suddenly - he pointed his right finger!

The thing he had scattered on the ground before seemed to be attracted, and suddenly bounced up like a marble. With the sound of the howling wind, it hit Yi Tianxing's face!

Yi Tianxing kept his eyes on it, and in this moment, the clouds in the sky spread out a small hole. The long-lost moonlight came back to the earth, allowing him to clearly see that the flash of a black spot was coming.

A black matte go piece with a murderous murderous aura.

His toes turned slightly, and the chess piece that was shooting rapidly brushed his cheek and flew over. He was a little confused about how simple it was, and there was something wrong behind him. A faint sweat from the back of his head seemed to be an ominous sign.

The sound of whining through the air sounded again. The black chess piece that should have disappeared in the darkness for some reason drew a huge arc over the street and shot towards the back of his head!

Yi Tianxing's eyes twitched slightly. He didn't know if his indestructible body could block this inconspicuous chess piece, so he naturally refused to take risks. He flipped his palms and formed an external seal, and used it out of thin air. Johnson twisted his body with a slight resistance from the air.

The mantra handprint is indeed powerful. His palms are like hitting the air, but they rotate his body at high speed, as cool as Prusshenko dancing on the ice in the future.

However, when he calculated that the black chess piece that was supposed to be spinning his body at high speed, flew to his side through the air, his running trajectory was not easy to detect, and this twist turned to the left a few millimeters.

It was just these few millimeters that the chess piece rubbed past his earlobe!

Yi Tianxing felt a pain, frowned and stretched out his hand to touch it, and found that the earlobe was broken by the chess piece, and bright red blood was seeping outward.

What a powerful chess piece, it is as sharp as a bullet!

Yi Tianxing reached his two blood-stained fingers in front of him and looked carefully, and suddenly smiled with some fun: "Hehe, it's really a strange thing to bleed."

In his life, he had only been shot out by two pistols, and it was unimaginable to be bleeding by a chess piece like today. His own blood was the most unfamiliar to Yi Tianxing. He carefully put his index finger on his lips, stuck out his tongue and licked it.

"It's salty, too." He nodded, "It's almost the same as what the book says."

Zhou Yiwen controlled the chess piece with his mind, and his heart was pure. At this time, he couldn't help feeling a little disgusted when he saw Yi Tianxing licking his bloody fingers.

In fact, Yi Tianxing is not pretending to be cool or trying to scare people... purely, just curious.

The night wind blew across the long street, and Yi Tianxing's hair was slightly blew up: "There is another drop, do you want to taste it?" He stretched out his middle finger, dyed with a drop of blood, and stood up to Zhou Yiwen indecently.

Then he flicked his middle finger, and the drop of blood that could not be seen clearly in the night color broke through the night sky with a blink of an eye and flew towards Zhou Yiwen's face.

"Hmph!" Zhou Yiwen snorted coldly, stretched out a palm to block the air.

The drop of blood hit his palm without any surprise, and the drop of blood on the white palm surface showed some fiery red.

Yi Tianxing smiled and began to roll up his sleeves and said, "Let's hurry up and fight."

The sleeves are rolled up very slowly.

As he rolled up his sleeves, he looked across the street from the left, and looked at the face of the Taoist master who had a pure smile as a child, and felt that it was so interesting.

After the drop of blood fell on Zhou Yiwen's palm, he first looked disdainful, then his eyebrows trembled, as if he felt a little pain, and then his lips slightly opened, as if he wanted to call out a sound. Finally, he couldn't help but take his palm back in front of him to take a closer look. When he looked, he found that his palm was burned with the inconspicuous blood and burned a charred hole!

It was not until this time that the pain of being grilled by fire and blood was all transmitted to his cerebral cortex.

A low cry of pain!

As early as Yi Tianxing, who was looking at him coldly across the street, was in this painful cry, and a little bit of a sidewalk on his toes, and his whole body turned into a gray dragon and rushed towards Zhou Yiwen!

What mantra hand seals? What are the three tastes of meditation? What is the heart sutra to illuminate itself? What is the Buddha's wheel and path mind?

Get out of here, the strongest thing about our Xiaoyi is: speed, strength!

In half a second, only two blinks were enough, and Yi Tianxing had already rushed to Zhou Yiwen's body. When his calf muscles stretched, he jumped into the air two meters high in front of him. His fist, which was not as big as a bowl, was already sprinkled on his face like raindrops!

Even if Zhou Yiwen is very skilled in Taoism, he cannot deal with such a ruffian offensive.

Want to apply Dingjia Jue? Before your big finger pressed against the dryness of your middle finger, the fist hits your face. Want to change the magic Jue? Before the little finger could pass through the back of the ring finger, the fist had an intimate contact with your delicate lips again.

He lost the opportunity and had no time to use Taoist magic. He was beaten up by Yi Tianxing!

Fortunately, when he was stationed in Xishan, Zhou Yiwen faced a more arrogant, unreasonable and wilder senior brother Haorantian. So this heart-wrenching blow could not make him confused. He simply gave up the Taoist technique and was useless in an instant...

Adjust your body!

Regulate your breath!

Oral your mind!

After being punched a few times, his whole body was like yellow leaves falling gently on the streets in winter, which was in line with the Taoist way of relaxation and tranquility. His palms softly protected the key points, and he moved with the wind in the attack of Yi Tianxing's *-like fist.

It's like a small boat in the huge waves!

...

...

I don't know how long this violent thug lasted, but Yi Tianxing finally got tired of making sandbags. He gently floated his toes and distanced himself from Zhou Yiwen again.

"You can't beat you up like this, you're so resistant to hitting." He was so sincere and sincere that he had to know that his fists were harder than steel.

"Hmph...Oh" Zhou Yiwen slowly lowered his hands, protecting his face, and was about to sneer twice to find some face after being beaten up, but after a smile, he touched the wound on the corner of his lips, and there was another pain. He couldn't help but sarcastic, "This is the time, muscular men are no longer popular."

Yi Tianxing looked at his bruised head, held back his inner pleasure, and smiled and said, "Is it popular to go to the night of pig heads now?"

Zhou Yiwen didn't have to look at it, and he knew what he had been beaten by this kid. He coughed a few times and realized that he was injured very much. He stopped talking. He reached his hands and fingers in front of him and trembled slightly, his eyes seemed to be closed, and he shouted, "Qi!"

As the word "Qi" was out, his face turned pale, but it was pale for a moment and then turned into a rosy pig's head.

The chess pieces that were scattered on the ground before, and when they were summoned by the word "Speed", they jumped up from the ground like life, making a sharp and sharp sound of breaking through the air, like countless raindrops shave towards Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing no longer dared to use his body to block these extremely sharp chess pieces. He closed his eyes and recited secretly: "The reality is always happy." The inconspicuous Taoist heart in his body slowly rose open under the urging of the three seven-star fighting techniques.

Judging from the Heart Sutra, this is a slow process, but in the real time range, it is a matter of one breath. The heart of Tao is vague and floating around in the True Fire Life Wheel, and every time it touches the Life Wheel, a piece of heavenly fire will be stimulated.

Yi Tianxing observed himself with the Heart Sutra, and sat in meditation with three flavors. Before the chess piece that was better than the bullet came, fortunately he was leisurely in his hands and thumbs and fingers, as if he had pinched a lotus flower.

One pair of hands, two lotus flowers.

With a slight sound, he placed two lotus flowers made of golden and red sky fire in front of him. Then his arms swung quickly in front of him, unable to see the movements clearly, only seeing a false shadow of his arms. When the shadows were destroyed, his arms were slowly hanging down on both sides of his body.

And the surroundings of him were filled with seventy-nine heavenly fire golden lotus!

The lotus moves.

The golden lotus is like a psychic. Even if the black and white chess pieces are strange, they cannot penetrate through these golden lotus floating in the air intercepting them. Only countless sounds were heard, and light smoke slowly rose around Yi Tianxing's body, and those chess pieces that were chasing their souls also died together with the chess pieces condensed by the sky fire...

At this time, Zhou Yiwen also floated to Yi Tianxing's face, and came with a palm and a strong wind! During this palm operation, he used his thumb nail to pick the middle finger nails with his thumb nails, and suddenly burst into flames of evil aura on his palm!
To be continued...