He looked at the calm light, then at Yinggu, who was blushing, and then at Bai Xingjian who was sneering.

Zhou Botong only felt that one head was two big, hesitated for a while before nodding and said, "Emperor Duan, no, Master Yideng is right. The past is like the wind. Let him go all the past."

"Amitabha, how good is it!" Master Yideng shouted the Buddha's name when he heard this.

Seeing this, Yinggu couldn't say anything else, so she could only talk about Zhou Botong's love and affection.

Hong Qigong, who was standing aside, couldn't stand this matter, immediately opened the topic and said loudly: "Okay, now Master Yideng, Huang Laoxie, and the old naughty boy are here, what about the old poison, why didn't the old boy come? Isn't he going to participate in the second Huashan Sword Contest?"

Hearing this, Huang Rong, who was standing beside him, interrupted, "Master, Ouyang Feng has been killed by his senior, how can he participate in the Huashan Sword Contest?"

"What?"

As soon as these words were said, Hong Qigong, Master Yideng, and the four fishermen, woodcutters and farming were shocked.

Only Huang Yaoshi, the old naughty boy, and Bai Xingjian have been together for a long time, and have learned about this from Huang Rong.

"Fishing boy, is this girl Rong'er really saying? Did the old poison really die in your hands?"

Bai Xingjian nodded, "Ouyang Feng is a very evil person. After I bid farewell to the Seventh Duke a year ago, I met him and his nephew forcing the Nine Yin Scriptures, and then he took action to defeat him."

"His toad skills is indeed great. I almost died. It took me several months to recover."

Seeing Bai Xingjian admitting, Hong Qigong was still unbelievable. Master Yideng, who was beside him, also whispered the Buddha's name and recited a few Ksitigarbha Sutra.

The five great masters in the world are both opponents and friends.

It is hard to find a fellow practitioner. The two Huashan sword contests were only participated by them. It can be seen that there are very few people who can see their strength.

Now, Qiu Qianren and Ouyang Feng are all dead at Bai Xingjian's hands, and the masters of the martial arts world are becoming more and more dying. For a moment, several people sigh and their moods of fighting for martial arts and swords have become a little weaker.

That night, everyone sat cross-legged on the top of Mount Hua. The people present were all top experts in the world. The cold wind of Mount Hua could not withstand for a moment, but to them, it was nothing.

The next morning, the first dawn light hit the top of the mountain, with clouds and mist swaying, and the golden clouds were indescribable.

Huang Yaoshi was the first to speak: "Everyone, now the second time in Huashan is the sword competition, there are many people, and there are always a martial arts competition. I have learned the strength of Yanbo Fisherman and the old naughty boy. Master Yideng, your yang finger is similar to my finger-blinking magical powers. How about you and I have two moves?"

"Amitabha, I invite you warmly, how dare you not obey?"

A lamp shouted the Buddha's name and responded.

"Master, be careful!"

After saying that, Huang Yaoshi bounced his fingers, and a sharp and harsh whistling sound came. The splash of his fingers shot out a sharp energy, sweeping through the void, stirring up the cold wind on Mount Hua. Before he could get close to him, he blew a light around the fishermen, woodcutters and farming reading, and felt ache in the cheeks of the four people.

"What a sharp magical power, Brother Huang's unique skills, he has become even more diligent!"

Master Yideng exclaimed when he saw this, his feet moved, and he floated lightly, his index finger stretched out, and he turned into the air with one finger.

One yang is born, and Master Yideng’s yang finger contains pure pure yang internal strength, just like the warm sun in spring, one finger is in the sky, grand and grand, and the pure yang finger force dissolves the cold wind on Mount Hua one by one.

The fisherman's woodcutter's reading book was captured by the sound of Huang Yaoshi's finger-blinking power. Master Yideng's finger instantly turned it into invisible.

With a bang, the two finger forces collided, like a rock that broke out, with roars, countless energy scattered and collapsed, snow splashed on the top of the mountain, and a blue-black rock was revealed where the two were.

"A good yang finger, hard and soft, pure yang and yin, pure yang and yin, pure yang and yin, just by fingering, I am weaker than the master."

Seeing this, Huang Yaoshi's eyes lit up and couldn't help but praise him. He was not surprised that a lamp could use a yang finger to dissolve the finger power of his fingers. However, when he took action, he could also bring up pure yang energy to dissolve the cold wind energy around the four fishermen, woodcutters and farming. This finger power was incomparable to him.

"Brother Huang is polite. His supernatural powers are unique." Master Yideng smiled modestly.

"The master does not have to be humble, but I am not as good as the master in terms of finger strength, so there may not be anything else."

Huang Yaoshi smiled heartily. The move just now was a test of each other, and neither of them took it seriously. Now he tried Yideng's strength. Huang Yaoshi no longer held back, stepped on the Bagua direction, flipped his palms, and the sharp palms burst out.

When the palm comes, it looks like falling flowers, and there are shadows of palms in all directions, five virtual and one real, or eight virtual and one real, like the wind suddenly rises in the peach forest, and all flowers fall together. The wonder is that it is elegant in its posture, as if dancing gracefully, and the palm is as sharp as a sword.

It is a peach blossom island unique skill, Luoying Divine Sword Palm.

When dealing with a five-level master like Master Yideng, Huang Yaoshi did not have any tentative tricks.

As the palms flew, it seemed like endless peach blossoms fell, and it was like a peerless swordsman wielding his sword energy, his tricks were incredibly exquisite and flashing.

At the same time, the thumb and index finger are buckled, the remaining three fingers are slightly opened, and the fingers are stretched out like an orchid. The posture is so wonderful that the orchids can be used to brush the hole.

For a moment, the finger turns into the palm, and the palm turns into the finger. When the palm comes, it looks like falling flowers. When the finger brushes, it looks like spring orchids luxuriant, with sharp moves and beautiful postures.

The whirlwind sweeps the leaves, the finger-blinking magical power, the blue wave palm technique, and many other peach blossom island skills are used in the hands of Huang Yaoshi. They are flowing and flowing, and the changes are unpredictable. All the unique skills are pinched with ease, without any stagnation.

The transformation of various martial arts is free. The previous move is still a palm technique, and the next moment it becomes a leg technique, which can be said to be arbitrarily scattered.

Seeing this, Master Yideng was not showing any weakness. Unlike Master Huang Yaoshi who was complicated by tricks, Master Yideng only used one sect and one yang finger to fight the enemy.

Although it is just a martial arts skill, it is no worse than Huang Yaoshi. He is slow or fast, and he is elegant when he is slow, and he is as fast as lightning, but his fingers are not bad at all.

When fighting with others, you can either approach the enemy's acupoints or go close to them from a distance, leave one step and retreat with one attack, which is the supreme magic to defeat the enemy and protect yourself.

Master Yideng's index finger was flying, and he moved with empty hands, and secretly pointed at the thirty-six major acupoints around Huang Yaoshi.

Hug, beat, jump, kick, pop, sweep, and one fingering method has changed more than just a few changes, the virtuality and reality are unpredictable, and it is advancing and retreating quickly, and it is tricky to take the lock, and it is advancing and retreating suddenly, and then it is moved through like flying after it is deployed.

It moves like a river, quiet as a mountain, and the clever place is that a feather cannot be added, insects and flies cannot fall, rise like an eagle and a falcon into the sky, and fall like a sunken lightning strikes the ground.

The two of them are like the jungle, mountains and seas, with endless changes, just like the magic needle of the sea, and remain unmoved, one still, one moving, one simple and one complex, all of which are the supreme martial arts of the world.

It is exquisite and dazzling.
Chapter completed!