Lin Mubai, Yue Yicheng and others looked at each other, not understanding what it means to leave Mo Li alone.

Mo Li frowned and smiled and said, "Since that's the case, Junior Brother Lin, you guys go out first."

Lin Mubai nodded in contemplation, walked up to Mo Li and whispered: "Senior Brother Mo, be careful of everything."

After Lin Mubai and his group left, Mo Li, led by a servant, entered an uninhabited courtyard.

After waiting for a while, just as Mo Li was secretly guessing, footsteps sounded and he walked in, "Senior Brother, don't be fine!"

"Junior Brother Wang!" Mo Li looked up and said in surprise: "Why are you? Why are you in the Iron Palm Gang?" While he was stunned, he was a little joyful.

"Senior Brother, I happened to see you on the road just now. I knew you were here at the Iron Palm Gang, so I asked someone to keep you alone. As for why I am at the Iron Palm Gang, I'll have a long story!"

Wang Dong briefly mentioned a few words, saying that he was attacked on the Jing River and met Cao Zhan.

"Fuyang Yin Family?" Mo Li frowned and said in a deep voice: "Junior brother, you did a good job, it's right not to go back to the Sanhe Gang." Then he said in surprise: "But, in this way, the young master who has risen in Suiyang County recently, the shadowless whip king, is you, junior brother?"

Wang Dong nodded with a smile.

Mo Li was stunned at first, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Junior brother, you have hidden it so deeply!"

"Sister brother, I really have my last resort."

Mo Li waved his hand, and did not get entangled on this topic, and chatted for a while. Mo Li said, "Junior brother, the time is almost over. Junior brother Lin and the others are still waiting for me outside. You are alone, be careful in everything. No matter what happens, please remember that there are also our fellow brothers and masters!"

Wang Dong focused on the key point.

One day later.

"Senior Brother Seven is back!"

The entire Iron Palm Cao Mansion was noisy, and many disciples looked at a twenty-seven-eight-year-old blue-shirt swordsman with awe and admiration!

The blue-shirt swordsman had a cold face and a proud look. He carried a delicate and unparalleled sword on his back. He exuded a breath of no one to approach.

However, his arrogance did not arouse the disgust of the disciples of the Iron Palm Gang. On the contrary, the male disciples were full of fanaticism and admiration, while the female disciples also had their eyes shining with bright colors.

The blue-shirt swordsman is named Ye Hongfei, and he is Cao Zhen’s seventh disciple!

The top six are all over thirty years old.

Ye Hongfei's face was cold and he slowly walked inside. An invisible energy lingered around him, pushing away the iron palm disciples who were surrounding him.

The disciples were surprised and sighed, with envy and admiration on their faces.

"Seventh Brother has become stronger, what a powerful internal strength!"

"That's it. Among the thirteen disciples of the gang leader, the seventh senior brother is the most talented, and even the gang leader himself praised it."

"Didn't Senior Brother Seven go out to practice? Do you think Senior Brother Seven is coming back this time for the Dingzhou Martial Arts Association?"

"Nonsense, there's more to say...hahaha!" Tong Chuan walked over with a loud laugh, looking at Ye Hongfei and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay! Junior Brother Ye, it's good to come back!"

He looked at Ye Hongfei carefully, and his eyes showed satisfaction: "Looking at the junior brother's appearance, this experience must have made great progress in his art."

Facing Tong Chuan, Ye Hongfei's face thawed, and a confident smile overflowed, saying, "In the last martial arts meeting, I was only ranked 27th, and I have been practicing for three years. Now I am confident that except for Xiao Xuanfeng, the rest are not worth fearing!"

When Tong Chuan heard this, he nodded and laughed heartily, "Okay, junior brother, all the wishes of us senior brothers will be entrusted to you."

"I will definitely not let you down." Ye Hongfei pointed his head and said in a deep voice: "It is still four or five months before the Martial Arts Association begins. In the next few months, I will devote myself to practicing and completely digest the gains of these three years of experience. I hope to go further!"

"Junior brother, we senior brothers will do our best to help you." Tongchuan said.

….

"Senior brother, thank you."

"There are no need to say these polite words among my brothers." Tong Chuan shook his head and said, "Okay, junior brother, let's talk about these words later. Let's go with me to pay homage to Master and his old man."

Tongchuan and Ye Hongfei walked towards the main hall one by one. When they passed by a small villa, the sound of the wind was squeaking.

"Who is that?" Ye Hongfei looked up and saw a person in the other courtyard whip flying like a flying whip, as fast as the wind. Each whip was pulled out, and a sharp whip sounded, and a hint of surprise could not help but ejaculate in his eyes.

"This person's surname is Wang and his name is Yingying, and his nickname is Yingying Whip!" Tong Chuan introduced it slightly, looked at Ye Hongfei and smiled, "I remember junior brother, your nickname is also called Yingying Sword!"

"It's just a false reputation, not worth mentioning." Ye Hongfei glanced at Wang Dong again and suddenly said, "Senior Brother, I'll go and fight him."

"Junior brother, we still have to go to see Master--!"

"Don't worry, it won't take much time, maybe it's just a few breaths."

As he said that, Ye Hongfei erected his body and shot into the courtyard with an extremely lightweight look, landing in front of Wang Dong.

Wang Dong had already noticed it. He rolled up the poisonous dragon whip and suddenly stopped it, and his eyes fell on Ye Hongfei.

Tong Chuan seemed to be helpless with his junior brother, and walked into the courtyard with a wry smile and introduced: "Wang Shaoxia, this is my junior brother, Ye Hongfei, Shadowless Sword!"

Shadowless Sword? Wang Dong raised his eyebrows and nodded and said, "Hello, Brother Ye."

"Your whip method is good, let's do it!" Ye Hongfei said directly.

Wang Dong frowned without responding.

Ye Hongfei said: "Brother Wang is afraid?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's unnecessary!" Wang Dong said.

"Haha, you can't help!" Ye Hongfei chuckled, unsheathed the long sword on his back, and the sword light flashed continuously, and the air sounded, pulling out a long airflow, and stabbing Wang Dong's shoulder with a sword.

"Junior brother, show mercy," Tongchuan shouted.

"Don't worry, senior brother, I'm responsible."

Ye Hongfei turned his wrist and the sword suddenly divided. A ball of eye-catching light rose up, and the sword shadows divided into one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, became a person.

The clay man also had three points of anger, and Wang Dong's face turned cold. A long whip rolled up, and the shadows of whip were also transformed into whip shadows, and the sharp energy was entangled. It was like a dragon gushing out of water, spreading its teeth and claws.

Bang bang! Bang bang bang!

The poisonous dragon whip and Ye Hongfei's sword collided continuously in the air, and the qi force exploded and scattered out.

A whip and a sword stalemate in the air for a while, and a light flashed in Ye Hongfei's eyes, and a strange sword was stabbed out.

A sword stabbed out, the sword body trembled, its trend was erratic, but it was extremely fast, like a ghostly shadow.

"Chasing the Wind Sword!"

Silent...

Ye Hongfei's sword was picked out, and each sword stabbed in a very accurate and swift place where the long whip was moved and danced. If Wang Dong's whip was a poisonous dragon, then Ye Hongfei's sword was a slender and sharp thorn. Every time he stabbed, he stabbed accurately on the dragon tendons of the poisonous dragon.

Collapse! Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!

Several sounds collapsed, and Wang Dong's poisonous dragon whip immediately became scattered.

"The Shadowless Whip, such a big name, but that's just like that!" Ye Hongfei laughed, "Don't use the Shadowless Name in front of me in the future."

While speaking, Ye Hongfei heard a choking sound, and a sensual blood light rose.

Wang started pressing the blood knife, swung the knife out of the sheath, and forced it out with one knife, and the knife energy was stimulated. A blow in the air came in an instant.

"Hey! Do you still know how to use a knife?" Ye Hongfei had seen the knife hanging on Wang Dong's waist, but he had only thought it was a decoration before, and he didn't care. As Wang Dong swung the knife, he realized that the other party's sword was not weak. In surprise, he whispered with a backhand.

There was no imagined sound of swords and swords hitting each other. The moment the blood sword touched the sword, it seemed to turn into an extremely flexible poisonous snake, hissing and shooting from front, back, left and right, up and down in all directions. The charming blood light bloomed again and again, making people feel cold.

….

The blood knife turned into a flexible little snake, wrapped around Ye Hongfei's sword, biting it from time to time, puff puff puff puff puff... The sword energy shattered layer by layer, Ye Hongfei was slightly shocked, his feet moved, and he flew away.

Ye Hongfei looked at Wang Dong in surprise. No one beat the other in this round of battle. He first disrupted Wang Dong's whip technique, and the other party quickly counterattacked, using sword technique to break his sword technique. It turned out to be a fair ending.

Of course, Ye Hongfei would not think that he could not beat Wang Dong. How could he not have any tricks after three years of training? However, the tricks were prepared for the martial arts club and then became famous in one fell swoop, so it was impossible to be exposed now.

Shrugged, Ye Hongfei said, "I took back what I said just now. An opponent like you should stay at the martial arts meeting before fighting!" After that, he turned around and left.

Wang Dong put his knife in the sheath.

Walking back into the house, Wang Dong began to ponder.

After a battle just now, it seemed that the difference was even, but Wang Dong knew in his heart that he was at a disadvantage. Ye Hongfei forced himself to change his whip technique and knife technique with only one sword!

However, he was glad that he had such a battle. The recent successive victory made him feel a little confused, and after such a battle, Wang Dong could see his weaknesses clearly.

Although he knows a lot of martial arts, he has not practiced it to the depths. I won’t talk about those mixed martial arts. Wang Dong knows at least 30 or more types, but he has no effect when facing masters. However, like the Nine Yin Divine Claws, the Great Demon-Subduing Fist, the Poison Dragon Whip, the Blood Knife, the Guiyuan Five Spirit Hand... and other martial arts, in fact, they have reached a high level of practice. Even if they are innate masters, they may not be able to fight.

To put it bluntly, Wang Dong's weakness is that he has learned a lot but has no killer weapon to suppress, or can lay the trump card for winning in the battle of life and death.

After thinking for a while, Wang Dong's heart moved and took out something from his arms, but it was a cassock.

Evil-proof Sword Score!

Of course, this does not mean that he saw through the world for a moment, had a fearless heart, and planned to castrate himself and practice swordsmanship.

But Wang Dong suddenly had an idea in his mind, and then he thought about it and found another old booklet.

Blood Knife Sutra.

The essence of the evil-proof sword technique lies in the words "fast" and "strange" and "strange". If you cannot reach these two points, it is normal to use the same sword move, but if you want to practice this sword, you have to castrate yourself, otherwise the heart fire will rise, which is not fun.

However, the essence of the Blood Sword Sword Technique is also "fast" and "intrigue". Wang Dong wondered, can these two martial arts be integrated into one, and not only have to castrate themselves, but also do not need to castrate themselves?
Chapter completed!