The Retirement of the Demon Lord

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Yixue almost fell to the ground by the huge sound and air waves.

Holding his injured leg against a tree trunk, he barely stood still. When the wind and waves calmed down, looking at the pitted ground and a piece of trees swaying, Yi Xue was beyond surprised.

This is the strength of the top experts in the arena!

Yixue had heard from "Wu Ming" before, that the real extraordinary masters rarely set foot in the martial arts, because they have the power to move mountains and reclaim the sea in every move, and ordinary rivers and lakes can no longer allow them to set foot. For example, the four martial arts of Zhenguo will never be abused until the national fate is in danger, and Yixue has never seen them take action. An extraordinary master of this level, Yixue did not expect to be lucky enough to meet him today!

The first killer of the Central Plains, Red Rakshasa! "Moon", the new leader of the Sun Moon God Cult!

The two of them only fought one round with one punch and one palm, and they produced the destructive power of a small-scale natural disaster!

If they are serious about sabotage, moving mountains and reclaiming seas is a joke!

Yixue was quietly walking to wake up Tingfeng, and when she walked to a nearby place, before she could make a sound, the bell rang loudly, and Tingfeng was woken up.

"What's the matter? Ah, who is that guy with the mask that smiles like a lunatic! Come on, God of the Mountain, don't lose to him!"

"Listen to the wind!"

Yixue looked at Tingfeng and woke up, ignoring the pain on her feet, she rushed over.

"Sister Xue!" When Tingfeng saw Yixue coming, she was both surprised and happy. The grievances and shocks she had received before made her buried in Yixue's arms for a long time, crying constantly.

The two sisters over there had a difficult reunion after escaping from death, and the two here were completely ignoring the confrontation.

They all know that the opponent in front of them cannot be dismissed at will.

"I said that the Red Rakshasa has reached our level, and still can't do anything in the rivers and lakes, is it interesting?" Mei Qian smiled and said with emotion.

It has been a long time since he tried to use his full strength, and it was rare to vent once, but he still felt very relaxed physically and mentally.

"It's boring, but money is interesting. Without money, fighting with you is a waste of energy."

Damn, how can this guy speak the heart of Brother Zhong! Money is so interesting! As long as you have money, you can let the winery take out all the top bamboo leaves without blinking your eyes! If I can go to Jinfenglou to find a girl without five brothers, I feel that there are not enough people to warm the bed! To be able to buy the "Knowledge of All Things" magazine publishing house and let it publish a daily edition of the Sun Moon God Cult's praise to wash away the notoriety of the White Demon Cult! After his master borrowed money... ahhh, what my brother has is money, he also borrowed money!

There is nothing difficult in the world, only the rich!

Mei Qian laughed and saw that he couldn't persuade this madman, so he didn't talk any more nonsense, and preemptively attacked him.

The right hand was a palm, and three palms were instantly blasted, with three styles of solid, erratic, and manic.

The left hand is a fist, and three punches are struck in an instant, revealing three kinds of punches: domineering, tricky, and smooth.

After Yixue and Tingfeng met again, there was still a bit of distraction to watch the two top players face off. Seeing "Yue"'s quick moves with both hands, it was as if he had imagined six hands, each with different styles of fists.

The Red Rakshasa's response was extremely simple, with both palms out at the same time, the fiery red infuriating energy filled both hands, with a boundless flame that seemed to burn up the earth and the sky, flashing on the brows with a thousand smiles.

No matter how ingenious you are, I'll just drop ten times with one force! !

"The Flame Palm of Hongmeng Cliff!"

Mei Qianxiao's fists and palms made too many moves at once, and Yixue couldn't tell them apart. However, the speed of Hong Luosha's hands and palms is neither hurried nor slow, overbearing and unparalleled, Yixue can see clearly! It was the flame palm used by the disciples of Hongmeng Cliff when they participated in the third test of the Gong Guard Division Job Fair!

Hong Luosha put a palm out of each hand, facing Mei Qianxiao, but there were several blows in the air.

Mei Qianxiao and Qiaojie's combos were smashed and beaten by the red Rakshasa's flaming palms. However, the red palms of Hong Rakshasa's fiery red infuriating energy also dimmed, and its power was obviously worn away, and it looked like a lamp that had run out of oil.

All this has long been expected by Mei Qianxiao, and there is still a change behind him.

Holding back the pain of being burned by the fiery infuriating energy, both hands naturally formed palms, and the left and right strokes reversed each other. The only remaining flaming red true energy of the Red Rakshasa was suddenly extinguished by the cyclone, and his hands involuntarily fell into the palms of Mei Qianxiao's strokes, uncontrollably being deflected by centrifugal force.

"Tai Chi magic!" Yi Xue saw through the Wudang supreme heart method martial arts used by Mei Qianxiao at a glance.

She had heard her father and her say that on the night when the two swordsmen fought on the top of the Forbidden City, let you go, "Moon" and Tiancuo fought in his bedroom. In fact, the emperor has told this story many times, and every time he talks about it, he is very interested in it. It is obvious that he is very obsessed with the wonderful confrontation between the three masters at that time. He thinks it is more interesting than the battle on the top of the Forbidden City outside.

At that time, she knew that "Moon" would be very soft, so she was not too surprised to see "Moon" in action.

"Sister, who is that weird person wearing a mask, even the mountain **** can suppress it!" Ting Feng listened to Yi Xue whispering, and raised his head to look at the two figures who were fighting together.

Looking at it, I actually saw the guy wearing the delusional laughing mask grabbing Qingmiao's fangs' hands and dancing around and dancing. It was obvious that he had the upper hand!

"Mountain God? Who is Mountain God?"

"That red-haired, blue-faced, fangs, he saved me just now... He appeared out of nowhere, and with that appearance and martial arts, what is it that is not a mountain god?"

Yixue was startled and asked Tingfeng what happened after they dispersed. Only after this question did I know that these two notorious masters actually saved them both!

According to rumors, "Yue" is a fickle person who is both righteous and evil. She has grievances with the Five Poison Sect and saved a few Jinyiwei of them. She can understand. But why did the first killer in the Central Plains, Hong Luosha, rescue Tingfeng? Didn't he just say that his goal was the two of them? Then why save Tingfeng and let Tingfeng die?

Before Yixue could sort out her thoughts, the two of them went through a few more tricks.

Hong Rakshasa's hands are splashing with flames and waves, whether fists or palms, tigers and tigers are powerful, but they can't get rid of the two-meter gossip aura danced by the hands full of Tai Chi and true energy. The bright red infuriating qi was fully inhaled by the cyclone, and a bright red yin and yang poles were filled between the two, and then turned into a gossip array. In the end, the red irritable infuriating qi was destroyed and dissipated.

Although the hands were still restricted by the guidance, the series of fists and palms that Hong Luosha raised were not random struggles, and they all had mysteries one after another, and they all hit the place where the cyclone swayed.

The hands did not break out of the cyclone all at once, but as the attacks were superimposed bit by bit, the cyclone's vibration became larger and larger. The moment Hong Rakshasa felt that the suction of the cyclone was greatly reduced, he let out a loud cry, his hands were tensed like a flying dragon going out to sea, and he finally pulled out from the sticky push-hand stroke of Mei Qianxiao.

Mei Qianxiao didn't panic when the other party broke the restriction, but pressed it again.

Mei Qianxiao has so far felt that there are three martial arts in the world that are the most mysterious. Of course, there are many hidden masters he has never met, and there are many sharp exercises he has never seen before, so his views are a bit one-sided. Moreover, it is mysterious, not the most powerful. In terms of power, most of the martial arts in the vast martial arts are peerless and tyrannical martial arts.

The first one is Shaolin Yi Jin Jing. Consolidate the root and cultivate the vitality, activate the meridians, cut the hair and wash the marrow. After training, the whole person is reborn, and the body is completely new, which is exactly the sentence "yesterday's you are not today's you."

The second door, the world of his master was greatly moved. Each level of practice can bring about an exaggerated qualitative change in which the internal strength doubles and skyrockets, the soft nature that can be matched with any martial arts or infuriating qi, and each level of cultivation that is later excavated can restore the messy infuriating spirit in the body. The function of dark disease, and even healing of madness, can be said to be infinitely mysterious.

The third door is this Tai Chi magic. Taiji magic was created by Zhang Sanji, an immortal old man on Wudang Mountain who didn't know how many years he had lived. It nourishes yin and strengthens yang, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I don't know how many Taoist priests on Mt.Wudang mountain are alive Like a fairy, I don't know how many years I have lived.

Just talking about its essence, using softness to overcome rigidity, using softness to overcome softness, and using softness to overcome all things in the world... This is the realm that Meiqianxiao has achieved by practicing Taiji magic. However, this is only a middle-level "yi~www.readwn.com~" in Taiji magic. That time, Zhang Sanjian was almost tricked into selling his body to bury his father. Ah bah, when he was selling his body to pay off his debts, he hurriedly fought with Zhang Sanjian. His Tai Chi magic is not far from the heat.

Zhang Sanjian's artistic conception has reached the point where softness can be combined with rigidity, softness can be combined with softness, and softness can be combined with all things in the world! Don't think that softness means weakness, being able to "grace" means that the strength is not as good as the variance; being able to "combine" means that the strength is more than one step ahead of the other! Softness is just a way of using force.

Although Mei Qianxiao has all the three mysterious martial arts, but in this world, it is not the most powerful martial arts, or the strongest. Many people cultivate one discipline, and they can achieve the best in the world. For example, Zhang Sanjian, he only practiced his own Tai Chi magic, Mei Qianxiao, with a strong martial art, went to fight him one-on-one, but he was afraid that he would not even be able to break the Tai Chi long boxing.

Of course, there is a hidden condition here, that is, Mei Qianxiao has never fought more than ten strokes with Zhang Sandian, and within the ten strokes, he believes that he will definitely not be able to break Zhang Sandian and play a set of Tai Chi Changquan casually.

Because, if he breaks his Taiji Changquan, then Zhang Sanjian will definitely hold his waist and say that it hurts, then touch the porcelain...and then cheat...and then ask him to be a broken disciple...and then change with other old Taoists. Become a peer... and finally inherited the position of the head of the Wudang sect, and stayed there for the rest of his life, living a life of cheating fortune-telling and stealing the palm of a girl in the name of palm reading.

Who wants to live such a life!

Therefore, he is determined not to fight Zhang Sanjian more than ten moves, in order to avoid touching porcelain. Fortunately, his Qinggong was better than Zhang Sanjian, otherwise he would have been fooled by the old man who didn't know if he was really insane or fake.

In short, let's not talk about that bad old man, let's continue to rectify this red Rakshasa.

Although Mei Qianxiao's Tai Chi skills are not yet superb to the level of mystery, but using softness to overcome rigidity is its strength, and it is just right to use it to deal with a strong and domineering person like Hong Rakshasa!