Wang Xiaofeng stared at Shui Sheng for a long time, and his suspicion in his eyes became even more suspicious, and he said sternly: "Cousin, who is your dress?"

"Cousin, don't guess... this dress is..." Shui Sheng was about to explain, but suddenly he thought that he was almost molested by the "descendant monk" in the cave. He was both ashamed and angry, but it was difficult to say it in front of so many people. He was hesitant and hesitant.

"Is it a man's dress?"

Wang Xiaofeng said coldly in a tone.

Shui Sheng looked up, but when he saw that his eyes were full of anger and hatred, he felt a cold heart. For more than ten days after being kidnapped by Baoxiang, she was shocked and scared, and was in a panic. She finally got rid of the difficulties. She grew up together and her childhood sweetheart did not come up to comfort her, but instead doubted her.

In an instant, Shui Sheng pursed his lips tightly and suppressed the tears rolling in his eyes.

Wang Xiaofeng thought Shui Sheng was speechless and even more angry. Suddenly, he said in a voice: "It's mine!"

More than ten meters, under a big tree where two people hugged each other, Wang Dong turned around, wrapped his hands in front of his chest, and spoke against the tree body.

Wang Xiaofeng looked up and felt familiar at first. After thinking for a moment, fire spurted out from his eyes, "It's you!" But he had already recognized Wang Dong as the man who robbed the horse. The new and old hatreds came up together. Wang Xiaofeng was extremely angry: "What did you do to my cousin?"

"Guess!" A smile appeared on Wang Dong's mouth, which fell into Wang Xiaofeng's eyes. He felt an indescribable sarcasm. A burst of heart fire surged up, completely submerging his reason. He shouted: "I'll kill you!" He rushed forward with a sword.

"Cousin, don't!" Shui Sheng screamed in surprise and shouted at Wang Dong again: "You, go quickly."

Wang Xiaofeng heard it in his ears and even believed that Shui Sheng had an affair with the other party. The jealousy rose, and he had already rushed to Wang Dong for a few steps. The sword sounded. He stabbed Wang Dong quickly in front of his chest.

"The Two Heroes of the Bell Sword" are very famous in the world. Although Taiba relies on Shui Dai's face, Wang Xiaofeng's martial arts are actually not weak. This sword is so fast and fast. Looking at the world, I am afraid that the young generation will not find a few opponents. Even if it were some famous masters, they would have to avoid the edge when facing this sharp sword.

Unfortunately, Wang Xiaofeng chose the opponent Wang Dong. Facing this sword, he didn't even mean to take a step back. He raised his right hand and walked up to the sword. With a slight sound, his fingers shot into the sword body.

Wang Xiaofeng felt the tiger's mouth hurt severely, and his sword fell to the ground with his hands, so he hurriedly leaned over to pick it up.

Wang Dong stretched out his palm and pushed it on his shoulder. This palm did not use much strength, but Wang Xiaofeng was lifted out like a linen bag. Several somersaults fell backwards and fell into the snow with a bang.

Seeing that he was in a very embarrassing position, Shui Sheng hurried over to help him.

"Get out." Wang Xiaofeng got up and pushed Shui Sheng away. The latter staggered a few steps and almost fell down, staring at Wang Xiaofeng with a strange look.

At this moment, a clear whistle sounded, and the sound of wind breaking down in the clothes, and an old man in a mai-clothed with an iron spear jumped over.

Wang Xiaofeng said happily: "Uncle Hua!"

The visitor is Hua Tiegan, the second most popular among the Nansiqi.

"Nephew Wang!" Hua Tiegan looked at Wang Xiaofeng's face and his face was swollen, and his eyes turned to Wang Dong, and frowned and said, "Who is the one who is the master? I wonder what kind of hatred my nephew has with you? Is it worth bullying?"

"Uncle Hua, he is the one who robs me on the road, and... my nephew suspected that this person was in the same group as the evil monks of the Blood Knife Sect." Wang Xiaofeng reminded.

Hua Tiegan was reminded by this and looked closely. As expected, she said ecstaticly: "You are Wang Dong?"

"So what?" Wang Dong asked back...

"You colluded with the evil monk of the Blood Knife Sect and kidnapped my niece Shui first, but now I hurt my nephew Xiaofeng, but I can't spare you!" Hua Tiegan snorted, jumped to Wang Dong and rushed towards him. He turned the iron spear in his palm and stabbed him out with a gun, pointing to Wang Dong's throat.

"Uncle Hua stopped, it's not like this..." Shui Sheng quickly spoke to stop him, but she didn't know that Hua Tiegan was just looking for an excuse to take action. What she really did was to Wang Dong's treasure of Liancheng, how could it be blocked by her words?

Wang Dong knew this very well. Hua Tiegan seemed to be open-minded, but in fact he was just benevolent and righteous. Once the lower limit was broken, he would be invincible!

Of course, Hua Tiegan is still trying hard to maintain his glorious image, but Wang Dong was eager to study the Blood Knife Classic and had no time to get involved with Hua Tiegan for too long. With a clang, the long sword was pulled out, and a green-eyed knife pointed at Hua Tiegan in the air, with a sharp and slaughtered momentum.

The next moment, Wang Dong shouted loudly, and a knife light like an eyebrow lit up, carrying the momentum of moving forward, and with a magnificent knife, it directly slashed on the head of Hua Tiegan's spear.

With a clang, the tip of Hua Tiegan's spear was shattered violently, and it started to tremble, and it almost couldn't hold on to the handle of the spear! He was shocked, twisted his feet, and turned his body into the air, turning the force of the slash into thrust. While his body was rotating in the air, the spear tip turned around at the same time.

A shot in the heart!

This shot came fiercely and fiercely, and was Hua Tiegan's trumpet at the bottom of the box. With one shot, it could penetrate directly even if you saw the thick wall.

With a shot, Wang Dong suddenly felt the energy of his energy. His chest skin became cold, his hair stood up, and his heart was numb, as if he felt the threat.

Whoosh!

At the critical moment, Wang Dong flashed lightly and used the "transfer across the sky" in the Nine Yin Scriptures. This flash was not far away, but he avoided the gun just right. With a squeak, the tip of the gun directly stabbed into the big tree in front of him, as easy as stabbing into a ball of mud.

Wang Dong's figure flashed again, approaching Hua Tiegan's side. This time it was Hua Tiegan's turn to get numb. Before he could pull out the iron spear, Wang Dong directly waved his knife to cut it down. Hua Tiegan hurriedly let go of his hand, but unfortunately it was still too late. The knife directly slashed his right hand, and broke his wrist, and one arm sprinkled with boiling blood and flew out.

Wang Dong kicked the flower iron-drying heart, and the latter was as if struck by lightning, and his whole body flew out like a ball of rotten meat, sinking into a pile of snow, not knowing life and death.

"Uncle Hua!" Wang Xiaofeng's face turned pale, his eyes were cracked, and Shui Sheng's eyes were wide open, covering his lips, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

Wang Dong wiped the blade in the snow, wiped away the dirty blood, and let out a long roar, and shot into the dense forest. In an instant, it disappeared.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Dong settled on a small mountain with snow all year round.

In just one battle, Wang Dong first killed Hua Tiegan with one arm, and then hit the latter's chest with a piercing foot. It is estimated that even if he does not die, he will be seriously injured. Three moves and two moves set the victory. It seems extremely easy, but in fact it is extremely dangerous. Hua Tiegan's internal strength cultivation is comparable to Wang Dong, and he is experienced. If Wang Dong had not had the best light skills, it would be impossible to win so lightly. Even if he wins, he would inevitably be injured.

Being able to win so easily shows the importance of superior martial arts is not because Hua Tiegan is not strong enough or not sophisticated enough, but because Wang Dong practiced the body techniques in the Nine Yin Scriptures that have surpassed the contemporary times.

After searching for a cave, Wang Dong took out the Blood Sword Sutra, first browsed it several times, and then kept it silently in mind!

Then he turned on the first page and saw that the human figure in the picture was on the bottom of his head and feet, with a sky spirit cap on the ground, and the posture of his hands was even more strange. However, Wang Dong knew that the martial arts of the Western Regions were very different from the Central Plains, and there were many strange methods in the Nine Yin Scriptures, so he was not surprised. He immediately followed the posture, and he also stood upside down...

After less than half an hour of practice, Wang Dong suddenly felt warm all over, like a fire, and was indescribable to enjoy it.

This "Blood Sword Sutra" is the general formula for internal and external skills in the Blood Sword Sect. If ordinary people practice, each page of the map will have to be practiced for a year and a half before they can achieve success. However, Wang Dong has a strong internal strength and is more proficient in the Ren meridian, which is only a step behind the Blood Sword Ancestor. Therefore, he is naturally easy to practice, and the cultivation speed is more than a hundred times faster than ordinary people!

The inner breath is free to pass through the meridians and acupuncture points in the body. Wang Dong practiced one page after another in the Blood Knife Meridian without any blockage. In less than two hours, he had reached the last page of the map.

Opening the last page of the picture, I saw a man in the picture supporting the ground with his left hand, his body parallel to the ground, but his feet turned over and hooked into his neck!

Wang Dong was following the picture, but this time the true energy was not as smooth as the previous one. It was often halfway through, like a rushing torrent hitting the huge and thick stone wall, and was blocked back in an instant.

Wang Dong was not discouraged and continued to work hard, but after trying more than ten times, he still couldn't practice this last picture.

He frowned, stopped the movement of his true energy, sat quietly in the cave and thought, thinking for a moment, and suddenly felt a sudden movement in his heart.

"I'm afraid, this last map needs to be opened together to practice it!"

Thinking of this, Wang Dong had an idea and made a strange posture in the map again. The true qi in his body started to move, and followed the shown in the map. He soon came to the barrier that could not be broken. The true qi was immediately blocked and it was difficult to break through.

The king had a change of thought, and the true qi turned into the "Shenyin Sutra" method. In an instant, the true qi in his body seemed to have been injected with a brand new power, making a sound of thumping sounds like water flowing in the meridian acupoints.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!

Wang Dong could even hear the sound of true qi running in the meridians, but this time he was not in a hurry to impact. He slowly transformed away the true qi of the Shenzhao Sutra and turned it into the Blood Sword Sutra. After twelve cycles, he finally strengthened his confidence.

Boom!

In an instant, Wang Dongjin entered the wonderful realm of the Shenzhao Sutra "watching the Gods and shining, without thoughts and thoughts". He seemed to hear a crisp "pop" sound in his mind, and a level was blown away.
Chapter completed!