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Chapter 138 Lu Fengxian, Guo Songyang!
Autumn, Konoha Xiaoxiao.

Since Xu Ziyi visited Shaolin, Shaolin, formerly known as the Holy Land of Martial Arts, began to close the temple. Except for some dignitaries and dignitaries, Shaolin Temple does not accept anyone who visits!
But there are always exceptions to everything, but on this day two guests ushered in outside the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.

These two guests are also very interesting. They are dressed in white and black clothes respectively, which seems to indicate their personalities so obvious!
Among them, the white-clothed man, even though he came from far away, his whole body was still spotless, and the snow-white clothes he was wearing looked like they had just been taken out of the iron.

He was dressed simply, but luxuriously.

But these are all his attractive places-attractive, is his temperament.

An indescribable arrogance.

Shaolin Temple has been passed down for thousands of years, and has received many high-ranking officials and nobles, romantic talents, but this is the first time I have encountered such an arrogant and overbearing person like the man in white.

No matter who stands with him, they will feel ashamed!

There should be no one around such a person, no one should have the courage to stand with him.

But the world is so wonderful, but the man in black at the side didn't feel any difference, I saw him walking forward slowly with his head held high.

This is a man in black with a black robe, black shoes and black socks, and a long sword with a black sheath slung across his back.

He was tall and burly, almost twice as wide as an ordinary person, but he didn't look bloated at all, but rather thin and vigorous.He had a strange dead gray on his face, his eyebrows were slanted, his gaze was contemptuous, arrogant, and a few wisps of beard under his jaw were blowing away in the wind.

His whole person seemed to be both arrogant and dashing, serious and uninhibited.

The two climbed up the mountain slowly at the same time, but there seemed to be a distinct Chu-Han River boundary between them, and the two seemed to represent the white and black between heaven and earth!
People like them, once they appear, will naturally be extremely eye-catching.

The Zhigu monk, who had already stopped receiving outsiders, saw the two men climbing the mountain with his sharp eyes, and put his palms together and said, "This temple has long since stopped receiving visitors. I don't know why Tanyue came here?"

"Is Xu Ziyi in Shaolin Temple?"

It was the man in white who spoke first.

When Zhike monk heard the word "Xu Ziyi", he knew that the three of them were definitely not ordinary visitors, so he looked more respectful, and carefully replied: "Xu Tanyue is now in this temple!"

The man in white said: "Tell him, I, Lu Feng, want to see him first!"

Lu Fengxian?
Hearing this, the Zhike monk who was in charge of receiving the two couldn't help but change his expression.

The news of Xu Ziyi's stay in Shaolin Temple is well known to many people in Jianghu. Since Bai Xiaosheng spread the latest ranking of weapon spectrum, many people outside the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple have come to challenge him!
It's just that these people's martial arts are good, but they are still not qualified to challenge Xu Ziyi. After being rejected, some people tried to force their way into the temple, but in the end they were captured alive by the monks in the temple.

Since then, the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple has become much cleaner.

But who knows, not long after, someone came to visit. The Zhike monk wanted to refuse, but after hearing the name of the visitor, he couldn't help hesitating.

Because there can only be one Lu Fengxian in the world today, and that is the "Silver Halberd Wenhou" Lu Fengxian who originally ranked fifth in the weapon spectrum!

If he came to visit today, he would have to report to Xu Tanyue. Thinking of this, the Zhike monk respectfully said: "Please also ask Lu Tanyue to stay here later, I will report to Xu Tanyue right now!"

Zhike monk left quickly, only Lu Fengxian and another man in black were left outside the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.

The man in black said: "You are Lu Fengxian?"

Lu Fengxian nodded and said, "Not bad!"

As early as when the two climbed the mountain at the same time, he had already noticed the man in black beside him.

After Lu Fengxian's eyes paused for a while on the black-clothed man with a black sheathed sword slanted across his back, his expression suddenly became solemn.

"Songyang Iron Sword!"

Lu Fengxian, who recognized the other party through this, also turned serious.

"Not bad!"

The man in black's answer was also extremely concise.

The man in black asked again: "Marquis Wen of the Silver Halberd?"

Of course, the reason why he spoke again is also very simple, because the man in white doesn't have a silver halberd in his hand.

Lu Fengxian said coldly: "Yinji Wenhou died ten years ago!"

This time, the man in black felt a little surprised.

But he didn't ask further, because he knew that Lu Fengxian's words must have something to say.

As expected, Lu Fengxian continued: "Yinji Wenhou is dead, but Lu Fengxian is not dead!"

The man in black was silent, as if he was exploring the true meaning of this sentence.

Lu Fengxian said coldly again: "Okay, today is just a coincidence, I practiced hard for ten years, just to get rid of the shame!"

Ranked fifth in the weapon spectrum, this ranking was originally a great honor in the eyes of others, but in his view it was a shame, so he destroyed the silver halberd himself and found another way, so he has been living in seclusion for ten years to practice another terrible skill .

"Songyang Iron Sword" Guo Songyang, this person's ranking happened to be on top of his head ten years ago, this is simply unacceptable for a person as proud as him.

However, Shaolin and his party did not expect to meet this person by chance today.

"If it's you, it's worth fighting!"

Guo Songyang, who was dressed in black, naturally heard the implication of Lu Fengxian's words, and then his expression became serious.

Guo Songyang's eyes became brighter and brighter, but the sound of breathing became weaker and weaker. It was obvious that everything inside and outside his body had gradually reached its peak.

At that time, his spirit, inner strength, and body will all be integrated with his sword, and his sword will no longer be ignorant steel, but will have spirituality.

Sensing the subtle change in Guo Songyang's breath, Lu Fengxian's expression also turned serious, and then he slowly raised one hand, the right hand.

It is not a very peculiar hand in the eyes of others.

The fingers are long, the nails are cleanly manicured, and the skin is smooth and fine.

This is very suitable for Lu Fengxian's identity.

If you look closely, you will find the peculiarity of this hand.

The thumb, index finger, and middle finger of this hand have a different skin color than other places.

Although the skins of these three fingers are also very thin and white, they have a strange radiance. They don't seem to be made of flesh and bones, but rather are made of some kind of strange metal.

But these three fingers were clearly on his hands.

How could three fingers made of metal suddenly grow out of a hand with only flesh and blood!
Just as the two were confronting each other, there was another strange footstep behind them!

In fact, there is nothing unusual about these footsteps, but for some reason, it sounds like every step is on the hearts of the two of them.

The footsteps of the visitor were slow and fast, as if possessing a great demonic nature, directly defeating the aura of the two who had reached the peak in the confrontation!

The footsteps had stopped.

Xu Ziyi in a green shirt suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

He just stood there in the shadow outside the Shaolin Temple gate, standing quietly without moving, looking like a towering and immobile mountain.

An unreachable mountain!
Lu Fengxian's breathing stopped suddenly, and he asked word by word: "Xu Ziyi?"

Guo Songyang, who had a long sword with a black scabbard slung across his back, saw Xu Ziyi's appearance, and his eyes couldn't help but flashed a gleam.

Xu Ziyi stood with his hands behind his back, but his eyes only stayed on him for a while, then turned to look at Guo Songyang who was aside, and said in a calm tone: "Lu Fengxian, Guo Songyang?"

Instead of answering, he asked back.

Lu Fengxian said: "Yes."

He finally answered.

After he answered, he immediately regretted it, because he felt that his momentum was a little weaker, and Xu Ziyi had already taken the initiative!
Guo Songyang's eyes flickered with a strange light, and he said, "It's Guo Songyang!"

Different from Lu Fengxian, when Guo Songyang saw Xu Ziyi's appearance, he had no other thoughts in his heart, only amazing fighting spirit.

Xu Ziyi smiled and said: "Very well, I've been living in Shaolin for three months, and I'm already a bit of an itch, and the two of you are worth my shot!"

Lu Fengxian sneered and said, "If you weren't Xu Ziyi, I wouldn't bother to kill you!"

He said this and regretted it again.

Although this sentence is also full of cold meaning, it sounds like I learned it from Xu Ziyi.

Xu Ziyi said, "Where's your silver halberd?"

Lu Fengxian said coldly: "The silver halberd has been broken!"

"Oh, and where's your weapon?"

Looking at the extremely proud Lu Fengxian in front of him, the smile on Xu Ziyi's mouth gradually disappeared.

Lu Fengxian slowly raised one hand, the right hand.Then he said: "My weapon is this right hand!"

This hand is indeed terrifying, even far better than the Green Demon Hand that Yi Kui spent several years forging.

Just looking at his right hand, the smile that disappeared from the corner of Xu Ziyi's mouth showed again, but this time it was a mocking sneer.

"It took you ten years of hard work to develop this kind of toy?"

Being ridiculed mercilessly by Xu Ziyi, Lu Fengxian's expression obviously turned cold, but judging from his eyes, he still seemed not very convinced.

"Could it be that my hand can't be used as a weapon?"

Xu Ziyi sneered and said: "As long as you can kill people, you can naturally make a weapon, but with your hastily practiced martial arts, do you really think you can beat me?"

"You don't have the confidence to challenge Guo Songyang, Xiao Li Feidao and others with the silver halberd you have practiced since you were a child. Now that you have three fingers after several years of training, you dare to challenge me. Who gave you the courage?"

After saying these words, Xu Ziyi was like a god, looking down on Lu Fengxian from a height.

Xu Ziyi's words were like sharp knives, directly piercing through the defense line that had been locked in Lu Fengxian's heart for many years, but his breathing was a little uneven, and he seemed a little uneasy.

"wrong!"

Lu Fengxian retorted instinctively.

Xu Ziyi continued to say cruelly: "What's wrong! You also know that Bai Xiaosheng can't make mistakes, so you discarded the halberd, but the silver halberd you practiced since childhood can't give you confidence. Are three fingers really comparable to your silver halberd?"

"I thought you were a proud person, but now it seems that you are actually just a coward with your head in your crotch!"

Lu Fengxian's pupils were shrinking, and so was his heart.

"If it was you before, I might still be interested! But now..."

Speaking of this, Xu Ziyi couldn't help shaking his head cruelly.

"Shoot, if you still have the courage to do it!"

For the first time in his life, he suddenly tasted the taste of humiliation, and his hands seemed to be shaking.

But looking at Xu Ziyi in front of him, Lu Fengxian was still not reconciled. He only heard him roar, and the three fingers of his right hand pierced the sky.

His three fingers made of metal were like three magic weapons that cut iron like mud. They contained the anger and unwillingness in his heart for many years, and they struck forward impressively.

It's just that if one's heart is shaken before the battle, the chances of winning are not much, and what's more, he lost the most important confidence of a warrior ten years ago!
Facing Lu Fengxian's three fingers made of metal, Xu Ziyi just stretched out one finger, and greeted them impressively.

However, facing Xu Ziyi's finger, Lu Fengxian's three fingers that seemed to be made of metal trembled violently, and then took a few steps back. It was obvious that the victory and defeat between the two had been divided.

Hearing Lu Fengxian groan, Xu Ziyi's finger had already pierced Lu Fengxian's chest.

There are many 72 unique skills in Shaolin Temple. Xu Ziyi had seen a lot of Shaolin fingering techniques in the Buddhist scripture pavilion of Shaolin Temple as early as in the Legend of the Flying Fox, but at the beginning he was too young to use them freely.

Now Xu Ziyi is not only a master of martial arts, but also the treasure of Shaolin Town Temple Yi Jin Jing, now using Shaolin martial arts, it seems like a tiger with wings added!
Just now Xu Ziyi's finger seems simple, but in fact it makes the Wuxiangjiezhi in the 72 stunts of Shaolin Temple, and this Wuxiangjiezhi is a pure yang zhenqi that is so hot that the person who got the trick must be scorched black like a fire .

After Lu Fengxian got the trick, all the clothes on his body were burned to fly ashes. As for his whole body, it seemed that he had been burned, his whole body was like coke!
Witnessing this scene, Guo Songyang's expression couldn't help but change slightly.

He had never heard of such a weird finger force in his life, and the Zhike monk on the side opened his mouth wide, looking extremely shocked.

In fact, they didn't know something, this non-phase calamity refers to the pure yang zhenqi hurting people, combined with Xu Ziyi's perfect Nine Yang magic power, it is enough to burn a living person into a mummified corpse.

It was only Xu Ziyi who showed mercy just now, otherwise Lu Fengxian's fate would only be worse!
"I won't kill you, because you are no longer worth my shot!"

Obviously he could take Lu Fengxian's life at will, but Xu Ziyi just stopped.

Lu Feng first knelt on the ground. For the first time in his life, he not only tasted the taste of humiliation, but also tasted the taste of failure!

This is double pain!
This is also a double blow, his "self-esteem" and "confidence" have been shattered.

Not only did his hands tremble more violently, but his whole body couldn't help shaking!

Before Lu Fengxian made a move in this battle, he was already defeated.

He had already admitted in his heart that he had lost.

Although he did not die in this battle, his entire life and soul were destroyed, as was his confidence and courage.

"However, capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes are inevitable. Now I still need a coachman, so I will punish you to be my coachman!"

Seeing Lu Fengxian who had already lost his courage and confidence, Xu Ziyi spoke coldly.

As a loser, Lu Fengxian didn't even have the courage to refuse at this time, and he, who was proud not long ago, lowered his head extremely abnormally!
(End of this chapter)