Chapter 483: Telepathy

The elder of the demon cult?
Lu Xiaofeng looked at the two people in front of him, whose appearance was very different from that of the Central Plains, with a smile on his face and waving his hands repeatedly.

"I dare not, I dare not. How can a nameless person like me be called a knight?"

The golden lion laughed and boasted.

"Anyone who can become friends with Hero Hu must be a chivalrous man."

"Even if you are unknown today, you will surely become famous in the future."

When Lu Xiaofeng heard this, the smile on his face became even wider. He nodded repeatedly, clapped his hands proudly, and said in a sarcastic tone.

"It's particularly exciting to think that Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows is as famous as Hu Tiehua, the chivalrous knight from Xiaoxiang."

Jin Shi was born in the Western Regions. Although he was fluent in Chinese, he could not understand Lu Xiaofeng's sarcastic remarks.

Yinlong could tell that there was something wrong with Lu Xiaofeng's words, but he was just assisting and did not say anything to point out anything.

Hu Tiehua was soaking in the bathtub, listening to what Lu Xiaofeng said strangely and was also puzzled.

"Shouldn't it be an honor to be on par with me? How can it be wonderful?"

“Of course.”

Lu Xiaofeng was halfway through his words when the bath towel around his waist suddenly flew up, blocking the view of the golden lion and silver dragon.

The golden lion instantly raised his palm, and the silver dragon also tightly grasped the silver staff in his hand.

But as the bath towel fell, Lu Xiaofeng's figure disappeared, and only Hu Tiehua was taking a bath.

where is it?
Silver Dragon's eyes and ears moved, he looked up suddenly, and found that Lu Xiaofeng was falling towards him, so he quickly spoke to remind him.

"above!"

"Great demon hand!"

The golden lion roared, turned one palm into a knife, and slashed towards the falling Lu Xiaofeng.

Hearing about the Great Demonic Hand, Lu Xiaofeng did not dare to be careless.

Without using all his strength, he just flicked the silver-haired old man's shoulder, causing half of his body to become powerless and the whole person to freeze in place.

With the remaining strength, he pushed back and returned to his original position in an instant, causing the Golden Lion's Great Demonic Hand to miss.

The Golden Lion took action only to protect his companions. At this time, Lu Xiaofeng returned to his original place. He also stood in front of the Silver Dragon, full of sarcasm.

"Is this the hero from the Central Plains? Why did he launch a surprise attack?"

He was fighting one against two, and the opponents were two elders from a demon sect.

Lu Xiaofeng doesn't think he can win, so the best strategy is to subdue one person first.

Unfortunately, the task was not completed.

However, looking down at the clothes on his body, Lu Xiaofeng was also somewhat proud.

It's still uncomfortable to fight with others naked.

"Who said I'm a hero?"

After adjusting his beard, Lu Xiaofeng proudly introduced himself.

"My name is Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows."

"No one ever calls me a hero. My friends call me a jerk, a fool, a pauper."

“Of course, more people will call me.”

"Son of a bitch!"

Looking at the golden lion with a face as red as the bottom of a pot, Lu Xiaofeng straightened his clothes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a playful smile.

"Don't make the mistake."

When Golden Lion heard this, his anger grew even more intense. He turned to look at Silver Dragon and asked the same question.

"Second brother, how are you?"

The Silver Dragon reminded him in time and the Golden Lion reacted quickly, so Lu Xiaofeng didn't point at all of them with one finger.

At this time, only half of Silver Dragon's body could not move, but he also found that the other party's true energy was strange. His eyes moved slightly, and he also spoke.

"The opponent's true energy is very strong, and it is impossible to unblock the acupuncture points in a short time."

Lu Xiaofeng looked surprised. He knew how much strength he had used.

Considering the internal force generated by the silver dragon's recoil, only one side of his body is unable to move.

But the Golden Lion did not suspect that the Silver Dragon was hiding something. He just nodded slightly and spoke with his head held high.

"In that case, let me deal with this villain."

Born in the Western Regions and being the head of the four great elders of the Demon Cult, Golden Lion naturally has his own confidence.

The Great Demonic Hand can make your hands as sharp as a knife.

The Golden Lion has two hands, and naturally uses two swords.

Using his palm as a knife, the golden lion instantly rushed towards Lu Xiaofeng, but Lu Xiaofeng just moved lightly and directly avoided the blade.

He spread his palms and used a set of Eight Diagrams Swimming Palm to fight with the Golden Lion. The Golden Lion's sword technique came from the Demon Sect, but it used the palm as a sword and did not follow a grand and sweeping routine, but was mainly based on dexterity and cunning.

The Bagua Youshen Palm used by Lu Xiaofeng is the most popular martial art in the Wudang Sect. It is easy to learn but difficult to master.

But when Lu Xiaofeng performed it, it was extremely exquisite, and even many Wudang disciples were inferior to him.

The two sides fought each other with cleverness for more than ten rounds.

The Golden Lion saw the opponent dodging here and there. Even though they were very close, he still couldn't determine the winner.

He felt annoyed for a moment, and he also shouted loudly, then started chopping quickly with his palms in front of him.

However, his vision suddenly became empty, and Lu Xiaofeng turned over and came directly behind the golden lion, pointing a finger directly at it.

Lu Xiaofeng's superb lightness skill had been exposed when he just attacked Silver Dragon. Golden Lion knew it very well and laughed at this time.

"I've been waiting for you!"

Without even looking back, he turned around and swept his palm across, and a faint knife light appeared on the tip of his palm.

However, the palm only swept halfway before it stopped, and Lu Xiaofeng had already hit the acupoints on the back of the golden lion.

His body frozen in place, Jinshi recalled the feeling just now.

The true energy in his palm seemed to be transformed into nothingness by a magical force, so that he could not move forward. He could only expose his back and let the other party restrain him.

Lu Xiaofeng turned over and came behind the golden lion, and there was a silver dragon behind him.

It is said that it cannot move, but in fact it can still move. The silver dragon.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound of a sword being drawn was heard, and Lu Xiaofeng turned around instantly, and saw a flash of sword light before his eyes.

The silver dragon's silver staff was never a cane, but a long sword.

If Lu Xiaofeng had retreated a little just now, the knife would have landed directly on Lu Xiaofeng.

The golden lion and the silver dragon call each other brothers, and they can tell each other's plans with just a glance.

His eyes focused, Lu Xiaofeng smiled, and his two fingers moved out in an instant, and the knife light suddenly stopped in front of Lu Xiaofeng's eyes.

The body has no colorful phoenix wings and wings, and the heart is a little bit better.

A clear finger!
Silver Dragon's eyes widened. His swordsmanship was not as agile as Golden Lion's palm sword.

But it is faster and more decisive.

Cut it in two with one knife, no problem.

But at this moment, the knife that could cut gold and jade was caught by a pair of slender fingers.

Silver Dragon even wanted to throw away the sword, but he couldn't do it.

Because the true energy in his body was gushing out and then dissipating without a trace.

Lost
Yinlong thought of these two words in his mind, and asked with a lonely look at Lu Xiaofeng.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "Telepathy."

Silver Dragon praised: "What a telepathic connection!"

Looking up slightly, seeing that Hu Tiehua had already stood up from the bathtub, Yinlong also spoke.

"We throw in the towel."

Upon hearing Silver Dragon admit defeat, Golden Lion, who was still attacking the acupoints, froze in his face and quickly nodded.

Lu Xiaofeng let out a long sigh of relief and loosened his fingers, allowing Yinlong to fall to the ground.

Turning to look at Hu Tiehua, Lu Xiaofeng asked with a grin.

"I solved such a big problem. Master Hu, do you have to treat me to a feast at Shuiyunjian?"

Hearing that Lu Xiaofeng wanted to let him go, Hu Tiehua did not say anything about eradicating all evil, but just looked towards the entrance of the bathhouse.

A swordsman in white appeared at the bathroom door, looked at the various conditions in the bathroom, and said with disgust on his face.

"I knew it was impossible for Li Chaofeng to be so easy to chase!"

"Not to mention that I can't catch up, I have to be used as a backup!"

When Hu Tiehua heard this, his eyes moved slightly and he also asked.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Bai Yujing sighed, but replied: "Bai Yujing."

Hu Tiehua was surprised: "The Baiyujing in the sky, the Baiyujing in the Twelve Towers and Five Cities?"

Bai Yujing laughed: "It is said that Hu Tiehua has a rough personality, but I didn't expect that he is more cultured than Li Chaofeng."

The name Bai Yujing came from a poem by a sword immortal, but the version Li Chaofeng recited was a wrong one written by Gu Long.

Li Chaofeng, who was about to leave, froze at this moment.
(End of this chapter)

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