Chapter 784

Nanmen Maple looked at Huameng, but he couldn't see the depth at all. At the moment, Shi Qing was lying in Huameng's arms, and his eyebrows and eyes were as usual.

It seems that he saw the action of Nanmen maple, and the flawless on the other side blocked in front of Nanmen maple.

Seeing this, Nanmen Feng sighed darkly. Just a flower dream is much more embarrassing. Now there is another person in front of him... But if he really gives up Baixiong and Shiqing, he can't.

Wuque stood in front of the maple body in the south gate. The double blades were raised. The blade was more than two feet long, but it was a bit longer than an ordinary dagger. The blade had no decoration and no blood groove. It was as long as a short sword. It could only open a single front.

"Shan Feng Jian?" Nanmen Feng looked at Wu Duan, but his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously. The sword is double edged. It comes and goes without trace. It can be used for both positive and negative. It can be used for picking, wiping and puncturing. However, only opening a single front shows that the sword holder is indomitable, has a very strong sword move, and is even proud of making such a single front sword.

The red arm armour is solid, and the maple in the South Gate looks flawless, but it doesn't mean to be the first.

In the past few days, Wuke was originally a quick man who made a surprise attack from the dark. This time, he showed his sword and gave up his first hand, but he made two moves in a row. He really had a plan.

Having seen Wuke's means, Nanmen Maple dare not hold it up. The red Arm Armor makes a fist move. The step is light. It's just an ordinary means to directly shine on Wuke's chest.

Wubu punched Nanmen Feng, but did not make any counterattack. It was only the horizontal knife that blocked Nanmen Feng's fist. When the fists and swords intersected, there was a sudden sound of gold. Wubu's feet were as motionless as a mountain and looked as old.

Nanmen Feng sighed slightly. Although he wanted to test the flawless move, he didn't expect it to be so strong. He blocked Nanmen Feng's strike with a single sword, and didn't even show a penny.

Pushing the hand is a skill that relies on force. It's impossible for Nanmen maple to use it. In addition, the Xuanling jade machine of Nanmen Maple seems to be burning out the spider silk on that day. I don't know where it is. At the moment, it doesn't feel at all. Simply, there was no aura within the broken boundary, and the residual aura in Nanmen Maple's body was exhausted one by one. It was not a pity that the xuanlingyu machine was lost.

At present, Nanmen Maple can only reluctantly wave his fist with the red arm armor in his hand.

I don't know if Hua Meng said something, but Wuke hasn't made any moves. After several times, Nanmen Maple's fist power continues to attack.

"... it's too strong." the shadow of the fist is endless, but Nanmen Feng sighs in his heart. He looks the same when he makes repeated moves. His feet are like taking root. He just pulls out a few sword flowers, and even doesn't mean to make a move.

It seems that seeing Nanmen Feng's performance is really boring. Huameng casually touched Shi Qing's cheek, as if he was talking to himself, "in half a moment, if you can't take her... I'll just think you're willing to let her stay with me."

A word fell. Although Huameng's words were not big, Nanmen Maple could hear clearly.

The fist shadow stagnated, but Nanmen Feng slowly closed his fist and looked at Huameng.

Hua Meng still looked as usual. She looked at Shi Qing with her eyes, without taking into account the meaning of Nanmen maple.

"...." without words, Nanmen Feng saw the indifference between Huameng's eyebrows. Half a minute later, Huameng will take Shi Qing away, nothing else, just because she said she would take Shi Qing away half a minute later.

His feet were steady, but he fell into the mud between his steps. Maple in the South Gate didn't feel it. He clenched his fist with his red arm armor and looked at it, but he slowly closed his eyes. Wuke didn't make a move, and he couldn't perceive the trend of Wuke, but Wuke didn't move when he stood in front of him, so he didn't have to guess.

Internal vision of meridians, a line of waist and back, Qi and luck. Nanmen Maple vaguely felt the warmth in his chest and abdomen, "inch strength..."

"Boo!!!" the red arm armour suddenly shot, vaguely arousing a burst of wind, but directly hit wuduan in front of him. A boxing is solid, but the maple heart of the south gate is heavy. There is no lack of a single sword rung in front, motionless as a mountain.

"... it's too strong." Nanmen Feng slowly opened his eyes and looked at his face like an old one, but he sighed sadly under his heart.

"Let's go." it seems that seeing Nanmen Feng's effort, he still can't hurt everything. Huameng said first.

No shortage smelled the speech, but his complexion remained the same. He walked directly past Nanmen Maple without worrying about whether Nanmen Maple would suddenly make a move.

Between the wrong bodies, Nanmen Feng whispered, "take another punch from me..."

There was no lack of words. The single sword was horizontal in front of the South Gate maple, but the single hand sword did not turn around.

Whether it's a force or a counterattack, it's not smooth. It can even be said that the empty door is wide open and full of loopholes, but it's also a manifestation of confidence. Compared with Nanmen maple, I'm really too strong, and even one hand is enough to stop Nanmen maple.

Nanmen Feng's complexion did not change. He looked at the single sword in front of him. At the moment, it was supposed to be fighting hard. Nanmen Feng should have shot directly in front of him, but the single sword was in front of him, but Nanmen Feng had no two hearts at all.

"Break him!" the foot was firm and the waist and abdomen were hard. This time, Nanmen Maple didn't close his eyes, but he was vaguely used to the force in his body and felt the change of breath. Nanmen Maple raised his red arm armor to punch out.

Suddenly the wind starts and stops.

The single blade sword in wuduan's hand is like the mountains and rivers running across the river.

"...." when he punched out, he didn't look at it. He simply stopped and pulled out a sword flower, but he took back the double knives and couldn't see what emotion he was in. All this is taken for granted. Nanmen Feng is not a person who is proficient in physical cultivation. The Taoist cultivation he learned coincides with the lack of aura in southern Xinjiang and breaks the Xuanqing Canglong tripod. Now how can he fight against Wuque with this inferior body.

Even if there was no shortage, he was not good at long-term fighting, but his moves in the face of Nanmen Maple suppressed Nanmen Maple's attack with his physical strength. The difference in realm was far away from mountains and seas.

"..." silence, hard to understand silence.

Nanmen Maple lowered his head, but the red Arm Armor slowly faded, revealing the inner arm, but vaguely swollen and red. Although Cunjin can exert extremely strong power, it also has great damage to the body. At first, Nanmen Maple followed his heart and never practiced the body cultivation method. At such a moment, although it is only a simple two fists, his arm is slightly sore and can't do it anymore.

The white bear wanted to say something, but somehow he couldn't say anything and his body couldn't help himself. At present, he climbed up slowly.

Hua Meng's face was as old as before. He didn't even look at Nanmen maple. When he first saw Nanmen maple, he already knew the weight of this man, and even left enough opportunities for Nanmen maple. It's a pity that the rotten wood failed to become useful after all.

The long road is not over, but it is time to go our separate ways.

Hua Meng sat on the white bear and reached out to touch Shi Qing's cheek, but she vaguely felt a trace of joy. She liked Shi Qing very much. Together with the white bear, she saved some feet.

When the white bear was wrong, nanmenfeng bowed his head and said nothing, and his arm trembled slightly because of acid swelling.

Somehow, Nanmen Feng thought of the scene a long time ago. The disciples of the former Taoist temple ran several times and shouted loudly... The eyes of Liu Rumei when she was dragged away by an unknown old man... Shi Qing didn't speak, and Nanmen Feng was not an acute person.

Nanmenfeng is a great master who is full of benevolence, righteousness, knowledge and reason in the Taoist temple. He is an advanced disciple of 36 seats in Zhengyang, Shushan.

Nanmen Feng knows the avenue and believes in the mysterious truth of Fengtian tunnel, but he has not really understood the evil of the people's heart.

“……”

Those emotions are shallow and sparse, but they are also constantly gushing and gathering, like streams and rivers, constantly flowing eastward into the sea.

Walking a few steps away, Wu Ke frowned, turned and looked at Nanmen Feng, but he was a little upset, "I don't know what to call..."

At the next moment, Nanmen Maple slowly looked up with deep eyes, "heaven and earth are born and strong people seize. Is this humanity?!"

Even vaguely, Nanmen Feng wanted to know whether immortal yuan Xu asked him to avoid disaster or to practice.

But at present, Nanmen Feng has endless sigh and regret in his heart, "if there is an afterlife, if it happens again, I will practice day and night, and I will reshape a world of peace to the Tao and great harmony in the world."

The fist shadow hasn't started yet, but it's the first step out of the knife. The single edge sword crosses the shoulder, back, hands and feet of maple in the south gate, but it's only in a blink.

"The main pulse is broken!"

In the blood rush, Nanmen Maple suddenly knelt down. Originally, he just wanted to make every effort to punch, but he didn't expect to be so decisive, but he shot in a flash.

"..." there was no action when he waved the knife. After taking the knife, he looked at the flower dream on the white bear's back.

Flower dream is still looking at Shi Qing in her arms at the moment, but it seems that she didn't see no lack of hands.

Wuque took a look, then pulled out a sword flower with a single sword in his hand, but walked slowly to the South Gate maple, raised the single sword and fell down according to the South Gate Maple's head!

"Without the six remnant souls of Duanmu line... Without the dark green green dragon tripod... What else do you have?" Nanmen Feng suddenly sighed in his heart, but the sword shadow on his head did not stop.

"Life and death are in hand. Is life here? Shiqing, disciple, Liu Rumei... I have no ability to guard..."

The single edge sword was implemented, but he frowned unconsciously.

The red arm armor was solid, and the South Gate Maple slowly raised his head. Looking at wuduan, he grinned. He smiled because he was happy, and he smiled because he understood the Tao.

"The divine soldier has never achieved me, the beauty has never abandoned me, I am still Nanmen maple, I should still do my way in previous and present lives!"

"Obviously, it should be cutting off the meridians of hands and feet?! why is there any strength left?!" Wuke looked at the South Gate Maple kneeling in front of him, but there was a trace of doubt between his eyebrows.

"Is it strange? Because I'm a broken yuan body and a useless person who doesn't practice Taoism!" Nanmen Feng looked at wuduan, seemed to see wuduan's doubt, but said. Beyond the words, the red arm armour is slow.

The red arm armour was originally made of the red book. It was fashionable at the beginning and only covered one arm, but Nanmen Maple was relieved at the moment, and all the prohibitions on him were untied!

After Duan muxing left with the unclean, many strange treasure prohibitions on Nanmen Maple were in danger. Nanmen Maple was fashionable at the beginning and was dying because of the poison of the green and purple spider mother. I haven't noticed it these days. Now I'm relieved for a moment, but I let go of all the prohibitions.