Qi Yufeng couldn’t help frowning when he heard what he said. His sword is like a thorn stone, and it’s hard to push it at the touch of it.
This is by no means what ordinary gold bell covers and iron cloth shirts can do.
Don’t ….. Don’t you think someone in this world has really practiced the five magical powers of Shaolin in ancient and modern times?
I think that the martial arts of the abbot of Zhang Dayong has been superb, and the cultivation of mind-gas-mixed Yuan Gong also belongs to the five magical powers. But Qi Yufeng thought to himself that he wouldn’t dare to greet him with such a big face if he stabbed himself with a sword.
Don’t these people have practiced magic to understand the mystery?
But take a closer look at these people’s small eyes and gloomy faces. What do you think? They don’t look like martial arts people with layers …
Is it true that their martial arts have returned from reality to emptiness and from truth to simplicity, regardless of their manners, eyes, footsteps and language?
He wondered if he could breathe out behind his ears, and a soft and crisp voice whispered in his ear, "Don’t stab them in the face, stab him in the heart." That’s what Qu Feiyan said in the novel.
She sticks to the orchid heart at this time has also seen that these people are inferior in martial arts, and it is even easier when the first person was killed by Qi Yufeng, so it must be that some of them face a little weird.
Qi Yufeng looked sideways to see the young people in front of him, one by one, with a slight upturned expression. He was arrogant and arrogant, and he made a "welcome to face" expression, which was very batting practice
Qi Yufeng nodded and immediately used the "tattoo tactic" in Changbai Sword Sutra to stab a young man with a stick beside him. He made great efforts to go to the sword with a scoff.
The young man didn’t dodge and went straight to meet Qi Yufeng’s sword with his face. He leaned slightly in the middle and went straight into the young man’s chest.
The young man felt that when the golden light flashed, he saw that a big hole had been stabbed in his chest, and the bleeding had not yet come, so he looked up and fell down at the moment.
Qi Yufeng’s sword works, so I can’t help but feel relieved to say, "It turns out that you practiced this kung fu in a place other than your face, but is it true that these people will use their mouths to lure them to hit them in the face?"
He struck it with one blow, and then waved a few swords, vertical and horizontal, low and throughput, such as stabbing the young man with a short stick in succession, and Park Nam-han was alone on the spot.
He pointed at the Park Nam-han with a long sword in his hand and smiled. "Come and tell me what’s going on. I won’t kill you."
That South Park’s cold face, Se, is embarrassed and at a loss. I have already seen that this young swordsman is extraordinary. This little trick may not be worthy of shoes for others. However, due to the virtue of an overseas master, I have to bow down for mercy and surrender at this time, but I still can’t pull this hard face.
When he forced himself to calm down and try his best to be indifferent, he said, "This is my Korean magic. How can I easily reveal it?" Although he was hesitant to try to be brave, his body was already trembling.
Qi Yufeng shook the sword in his hand and burst into seven sword flowers. Then he put it obliquely on Park Nam-han’s shoulder and smiled, "Will you say it?"
His heart said, don’t worry about whether there is a single martial arts. If Xuan Jin Jian can’t get into the body, he has already seen that there is something unique about this face kung fu. It’s always unwilling not to ask for a clue
Who knows that Park Nam-han is quite car-scrapping, but he stands tall and snorted and ignored Qi Yufeng.
Qi Yufeng for a boring when turned to look at QuFei smoke QuFei smoke also shook his head, "I’ve never heard of this kung fu".
Qi Yufeng laughed. "Does Dong Fangbubai have this ability?"
Qu Feiyan laughed, "I’m afraid I can’t."
Qi Yufeng laughed. "It’s windy and sunny outside all day. Let’s learn this kung fu, otherwise how can we live up to our face?"
At this time, I listened to one person and one Hongliangyin haha laughed. "This golden face mask iron face is difficult to practice and easy to break, and it will do great harm to myself if the practitioner fails to achieve the goal. You still don’t learn well."
Qi Yufeng looked up and saw a fat tall monk tower near the ruined temple, which seemed to be in the local area.
The monk is at least seven feet tall, smiling and looking at these people with great interest.
Qi Yufeng couldn’t help but feel tempted to say that the monk cheated the crowd. Could it be that the Shaolin monk hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Dare you ask the master if this kung fu can still hurt himself?"
The monk walked up to several people a few steps ago and looked at Park Nam’s cold face like an old Chinese doctor and said, "This kung fu cultivates the five internal organs for a long time, and the heat is responsible for the heart, blood, lungs and qi. This heat poison is not only harmful to the blood, but also the skin will disappear after a long time from the nose. Those who spit and spit blood will be punished outside the stomach, and all of them will have qi and blood and will die of blood disease for a long time."
"This evil practice for a long time is bound to face big eyes and small face ugly face taut Lian Xiao smile is difficult and even if the face is as hard as gold and jade, it is too big to practice well."
Qi Yufeng learns that when Park Nam is cold, he laughs with a smile but doesn’t smile with a face that is so ugly that he suddenly realizes.
That Park Nam-han was surprised when he heard this monk’s words. Although he had never heard that he would die of blood disease, he also saw many students who had suffered from various strange diseases.
And in recent years, he has a faint clue to the onset of disease, such as "blood coming out of the nose, skin wasting, saliva spitting blood" and other symptoms.
When he couldn’t help kneeling on the ground, Dalian called "Master, help me!"
The monk see his one eye cold hum a "like you such a jiān kid who save you? Besides, your symptoms are beginning to appear, even if the famous killer Ping Yizhi is able to bring her back to life, you will be afraid of being difficult to save this disease. "
Qi Yufeng couldn’t help asking in his heart, "Master, is this disease caused by fever, headache, nausea, vomiting, skin ecchymosis, nasal cavity and gum bleeding, and then dirty bleeding, and hemiplegia?"
When the monk heard this, he was stunned and said, "Hey, you doll, how do you know the symptoms of blood disease?"
Qi Yufeng heard that I couldn’t help sighing at the sky.
Is there an indissoluble bond between a certain nationality and a certain disease?
A certain ethnic group always has a date when watching a certain disease?
A certain ethnic group has a big face, small eyes and facial paralysis?
So what caused the rectification movement?
Behind all this
Is it y and n? Is it a curse?
Is it twisted or morally bankrupt?
This eternal puzzle was solved by me once today. This M is leukemia!