I Evolved The Heavens

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The huge yard has long been dilapidated.

There were corpses lying on the ground all the way, blood flowing into rivers.

After the war, there were only more than one hundred of the world's heroes that had originally more than four hundred people.

Among them, the Xiantian realm masters were almost half dead, which was extremely tragic.

Of course, Xiao Feng was also at the end of the crossbow, dripping with blood, not knowing how many wounds he had.

He laughed loudly, full of tragic and vigorous laughter.

Everyone had red eyes, and they rushed towards Xiao Feng one after another, without fear of death at all.

Xiao Feng repulsed Lu Zhang and the others with a palm, and then used the skill of capturing dragons to choke Xuan Kan by the neck.

When looking at the bald head in his hand, Xiao Feng suddenly came to his senses.

He thought of the tragic death of his mentor Xuan Ku, and then looked at the corpses around him, and he couldn't help but feel discouraged for an instant.

He loosened his hand, pushed the mysterious hardship out, and said sadly: "My martial arts, I was originally from Shaolin, drinking water to think about the source, how can I kill the Shaolin monk? Xiao Mou is dead anyway, and I have killed enough people today. , You guys do it."

As Xiao Feng said, he slowly closed his eyes and slaughtered his neck.

The group of heroes looked at each other. They really didn't understand why Xiao Feng was like a god and demon before. Now he is willing to close his eyes and wait to die. Is there any conspiracy?

The iron-faced judge Shan Zheng shouted sharply: "Xiao Feng, I don't care what you have in mind, whether you want to die or pretend to die. If you kill so many people today, you must die, otherwise, why would you thank the world?"

As he said, he lifted the knife and thrust it into Xiao Feng's chest.

Lu Zhang and the others couldn't bear to look more, and turned their heads. After all, Xiao Feng was the gang leader they once respected.

call out!

A Daoist shadow shot suddenly and stood beside Xiao Feng.

This was a man with a black face mask. His eyes were sharp as an eagle. He just shot Shan Zheng and flew out with a big hand. He fell more than ten meters away, and he vomited blood.

The masked man didn't stop. He lifted Xiao Feng's shoulder and flew up to the roof.

Without staying for a moment, he jumped up again and disappeared in an instant.

Wow!

The sudden change caused an uproar among the heroes.

It was too fast. Before they had time to react, the other party rescued Xiao Feng and almost slapped Shan Zheng with a palm. Who is this person?

"Amitābha!"

Xuan Nan and others proclaimed the Buddha's name, and their expressions were distressed.

A hero meeting ended in such a way, Xiao Feng didn't kill them, but they were almost dead.

The point is, if Xiao Feng hadn't stopped suddenly, they wouldn't be able to survive if they were there.

Seeing Xiao Feng being rescued, Ah Zhu couldn't help showing a relaxed smile.

Yang Yi shook his head, bent over and picked A Zhu to leave, but he was even more stopped.

This group of people was murderous and coldly said: "Head Yang, you can go, but this woman must stay. Xiao Feng, the dog thief, has killed so many of us, and we have to pay him anyway."

Yang Yi's expression sank, and coldly said, "I can't kill Xiao Feng. Now I want to find a seriously injured woman in trouble. Is this what you call heroic chivalry?"

The crowds flushed, but none of them retreated.

Someone sneered coldly: "We no longer have heroes and chivalry, and we are better than you, a person of good and evil. Let go of her, we will let you go, otherwise. I..."

The person hadn't spoken yet, Yang Yi raised his hand to emptiness.

A finger force burst out, and instantly penetrated the person's neck, bursting out a burst of blood.

The other party clutched his neck, eyes filled with incredible and unwillingness, and slowly fell down.

Yang Yi coldly said: "I don't care about the grievances between you and Xiao Feng, but Azhu I am in Baoding today. If anyone refuses, let's fight again."

Wow!

The crowd was in an uproar, they all glared, but no one dared to do it.

Because compared to Xiao Feng, this man has a greater killing intent, and the nickname of Jade Face Killing God is not an illusion.

They were already on the brink of collapse. If they were to fight with Yang Yi again, wouldn't they be sent to the other party to slaughter? I am afraid that none of them will survive.

Shaolin and Beggar Sect were silent, and Tan Gong and Tan Po and others had no face to bully a little girl.

As a result, Yang Yi walked away directly, and the people in front scattered one after another, automatically giving way.

In this way, the group of heroes watched Yang Yi leave.

"Amitābha!"

"Hey!"

A sigh sounded in the courtyard.

...

When he came to the nearest town, Yang Yi rented a small yard, because A Zhu’s injury was not suitable for him to rush.

He took a Tianludan to Azhu, and then performed acupuncture and moxibustion, which stabilized her injury a bit.

A Zhu's pale face was rosy.

"Thank you Yang Daxia for helping me, don't know when my injury can be cured?"

She had Xiao Feng in her heart and wanted to find him as soon as possible.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Your injury is not too serious. You can get out of bed in four days, and ten days should be almost no problem."

Ah Zhu said excitedly: "Really, that's great."

Yang Yi suddenly asked, "When I was in the Shaolin Temple, I heard that when Brother Xiao entered the Shaolin Temple at night, a little monk stole the Yi Jin Jing and was robbed by Brother Xiao. I think that person is you."

Ah Zhu's face changed slightly, and he looked at Yang Yi warily.

Yang Yi smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, I just want to borrow it. Of course, I won't borrow it for nothing. How about exchanging a martial arts with you?"

Azhu Bingxue was smart, and she quickly realized that she couldn't resist at all.

That being the case, it might as well be exchanged.

Anyway, the entire Yi Jin Jing is in Sanskrit, and no one can understand it.

Ah Zhu rolled his eyes and said, "Yes. I heard that Daxia Yang received the "Martial Art" from the fairy inheritance. I don't know if you can let me see it?"

Yang Yi said: "The content of Wudian is too much, I can teach you one of the Fist Techniques, what do you think?"

Ah Zhu nodded joyfully and naturally agreed.

She originally said it casually.

But who knows, the other party agreed directly.

Azhu took out a quaint yellow book from his arms and handed it to Yang Yi. On it were three Sanskrit "Yi Jin Jing" scripts, which were very peculiar.

Yang Yi took the "Yi Jin Jing" and said: "I will borrow it for one day, and I will return it to you at this time tomorrow. As for the Fist Technique I taught you, I will write it silently for you in the next few days."

Ah Zhu said, "Dah Xia Yang, I believe in you."

"Yeah. Take a break first, and I'll call you when dinner comes."

Yang Yi nodded, then turned around and went out, closing the door of the room.

Passed through the main hall and came to the east wing room.

Yang Yi sat at the desk and opened the "Yi Jin Jing". Naturally, the Sanskrit on it could not be difficult for him.

Shaolin Temple has 72 stunts, but the only real Secret Technique is "Yi Jin Jing".

When Master Bodhidharma founded the Shaolin Temple in Songshan, he actually left two masterpieces, namely the "Yi Jin Jing" and "The Washing Marrow Jing", but it is a pity that the "Washing Marrow Jing" was lost as early as the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

Because of this, the "Yi Jin Jing" has become the only treasure of Shaolin Temple.

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