The heavens preach

The man in the robe on the seat spoke, his voice was so clear that it seemed as pure as a baby, and said:

"You can call me Master Bai, the Supreme Sky Demon has already left Beijing."

The Montenegrin old demon is no longer in Beijing.

Zhang Zhongtang took a sip of Biluochun.

If it was the one here, how dare he sit down, let alone have such a flat mood.

The Montenegrin old demon came to his house twice.

Once, there was a vision in July when the fire flowed in the world.

He came to order the court to collect the strange things that happened in the vision of the world.

The second time, after the location of the few pieces of paper he got, he presented them to him directly, and he left the world again like a god who descended into the world.

But I don't know if he has found his successor and enemy.

As for this Lord Bai, he followed the old demon to the capital during the second time.

"I don't know Xiaoguo, but have you ever heard of the Dark Fist Five Monsters in the folk martial arts?" Zhang Zhongtang asked.

Yan Xiaoguo's eyes fluctuated, he looked at "Master Bai", and said: "Fox Huang Bai Liu Hui, it seems that your Excellency is the White Demon among the five demons?"

He was born in martial arts, and now he is actually the number one expert in the imperial court, so he naturally knows all kinds of secret rumors and sayings in the martial arts world.

Apart from the god of Changbai Mountain in the martial arts world, the two monks who practice meditation do not say anything.

The remaining masters are three sword immortals, four old immortals, and five great masters.

At the beginning, these five demon fists were able to fight against the four immortals of Yang Luchan, which disrupted the martial arts world for more than ten years, and when they passed to the next generation, they once again caused a big storm in the current martial arts world.

Let Dong Haichuan, Guo Yunshen and their apprentices be on their backs, so they want to hold such things as the "North and South Martial Arts Conference" in the south, trying to abandon sectarianism, create the current situation, and cultivate the next generation who can compete with the five great demon fists.

From this point of view, each of the five great monsters may have the same "strength" as the five great masters.

Zhang Zhongtang finished his cup of tea and said:

"Yan Xiaoguo, the influence of the demon way is so great that it affects the relationship between my Qing Dynasty and other countries. Now I order you to lead three hundred of your army's best soldiers. With Lord Bai to help you, the time limit is three months. The demon way must be brought to the fore. See."

"As ordered!"

Yan Xiaoguo waved his robe and bowed down, his voice was like thunder, and his words were like nails.

…………

midwinter.

Chen Xixiang walked from the north to the south, but felt that the air was colder.

It is rare for Foshan to have heavy snowfall.

Chen Xixiang was still wearing single clothes in the heavy snow, but when the snowflakes fell on his clothes, they were all bounced off and could not stay.

Because he was entering the city, so as not to attract too much attention in the city, Chen Xixiang changed his appearance even though he controlled his facial muscles, so he changed into a teaching robe worn by a scholar.

It's almost like a facelift, reincarnation.

When it comes to Gang Jin, people who have not reached this level cannot understand the precise control of the muscles of the whole body.

And coupled with the ability to "sense danger and avoid it".

It can be said that as long as he doesn't want to die, even if people in a country want to hunt him down, they can't find him.

As for his siege and pursuit, it stopped disappearing more than a month ago.

Although the arrest warrants are still hanging in the government offices of various provincial capitals and counties.

But no one came to die again.

"It seems that a more powerful hunt is brewing. Do you know that waves of officers and soldiers are useless? Then...will you let that old demon show up?"

Chen Xixiang's current cultivation has reached the top of the world.

Sun Lutang and him are also in between.

The only person who can make him feel a strong threat again is the number one demon in the world.

As for the imperial court and the great powers, he didn't pay attention to them at all.

Especially this tartar's life will be completely exhausted in a few years.

The demon queen and the Qing Dynasty will all be crushed in the wheel of history, leaving no bones left.

With Chen Xixiang's cultivation level, he only expects the Black Mountain Old Demon to be alone, or to meet and fight with Wang Chao and Tang Zichen.

Although the realm is a step behind, but if you can encounter a wave of confrontations with people of this realm in advance, and then retreat calmly, then you will have a great chance of breaking through to the realm of seeing the gods in Chinese martial arts.

With his current strong strength and lightness kung fu, if he wants to leave, he can leave as soon as he wants.

"Now that we've arrived in Foshan, let's inquire about how Li Cunyi and his fellows are doing with the 'North Fist and Southern Legend'."

It took Chen Xixiang more than three months to travel from Shandong to Foshan.

It was snowing heavily and the wind was howling.

On both sides of the road, there are people with their necks hunched, one by one, circling the snow on the road, with their hands in their sleeves, and hurried home.

Pedestrians are in a hurry.

Chen Xixiang took a look at it, only to feel the atmosphere of the world of mortals blowing towards his face, and smiled slightly.

He walked on the street by himself, seeing all kinds of beings in his heart, which actually warmed his heart.

The Tao is in thousands of households, and the Tao is in the three teachings and nine streams.

suddenly.

His eyes fluctuated.

"Hmm, is this patting Hanako?"

I saw a beggar wrapped in a rotten padded jacket on the upper body and a pair of dirty shiny trousers on the opposite side of the crowded road next to the shop. His head was two feet long, piled on his head like a chicken coop, and his beard was unshaven. .

His hand slapped the head of a child in the crowd like lightning, and with this slap, a lot of dust-like things spilled out from between his fingers.

The child felt that someone was patting his head, and suddenly sneezed and passed out.

The unkempt beggar smiled lightly, and wrapped his hand into the child's arms with a very skillful hand, just as he was about to pick him up and walk away.

Chen Xixiang just saw it, but there was a person who was faster than him, it should be said that he was not far from the beggar.

It was a slender white woman's palm, which clasped and buckled his wrist, and the beggar's wrist was twisted into a strange posture.

The beggar's face turned pale, and he screamed like a pig being killed.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The beggar's scream immediately disrupted the flow of people.

The person who shot was a beautiful woman in a black cloak.

Beside her stood a young man wearing a locomotive cap, his body was as straight as a gun.

The woman threw the beggar into the air as soon as she swung it, which is the technique of Baguazhang.

At the same time, the flow of people dispersed, and someone immediately went to help the beggar.

It turned out that there were accomplices.

Several harsh roars came from one person:

"Those who are on that road dare to choke, are they stretching their hands too wide?"

The woman's face is exquisite, and her face is expressionless when she hears the words:

"The feet and teeth of the car and boat shop should be killed if they are innocent. This sentence is really true."

At the same time as the words fell, she stepped forward, took a few steps away, and after approaching one of the beggars, her steps formed a circle, and she walked away like lightning, and pushed one person from the back of the neck, and fell to the ground in a blackout.

"It's Gong's Baguazhang."

Chen Xixiang whispered in his heart, seeing the woman's footwork and strength, he recognized the woman's origin.

Chapter 1 Demons?monster!Or fairy?

wow~

The wind and snow are flying!

A delicate woman in a cloak stepped on a chain.

Turning around to Ba Gua Zhang, they beat all the beggar's accomplices to the ground.

The gossip is black, the strength is feminine.

Ga!Boom!Click!

Several times in a row, delicate palms landed on the four beggars, causing broken bones in some cases, and broken hands and feet in severe cases.

But there was also a beggar who actually fought with the woman in the cloak.

Chen Xixiang raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the beggar's footwork, as if he saw something.

A familiar feeling appeared on the beggar.

It is actually the way of Baguazhang.

The woman raised her eyebrows and immediately asked:

"Who did you practice Baguazhang with?"

The beggar sneered and didn't answer, but went to dismantle the trick.

But after a moment, he snorted.

But it was a woman who was like a "flying swallow copying water", her finger was like electricity, with a light poke, it passed from her chest and knocked her down to the ground.

boom!

This palm seemed to be gentle, but when it landed on the beggar, it actually exploded the one foot of snow that fell on the ground.

puff~

The beggar spat out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, clutched his chest and said sharply:

"Who are you guys? What kind of incense are you burning? This is the territory of the triad society. It sounds like your accent is from the north, but this is the south. Have you paid homage to the church?"

At this time, the young man wearing a locomotive hat came over and frowned and said in a low voice:

"Junior Sister, we just came to the south, and if you cause trouble, I'm afraid it will spoil the great affairs of the old man and the uncle, so don't mention your name, let's go."

The woman turned her back to him, her body was as straight as a gun, and on her seemingly delicate face, her temperament was full of stubbornness and toughness, she said softly:

"When you see something inhumane, treat it as if you don't see it. There are no such people in my palace, and my father has never taught it."

She turned her head to help the fascinated child up, massaged his back a few times, and slapped him hard, the child coughed violently and woke up unexpectedly.

"Go home now."

After rescuing the child and letting it go, the woman stood up with her back to the beggars and said:

"Listen well, my surname is Gong, I come from the north, tell the masters behind you, they know who I am, if you want to find someone, I will take care of it."

After all, walk over and say to the man wearing the locomotive hat:

"Let's go, don't keep Dad waiting."

The man frowned, and glanced at the beggars on the ground, gloomy.

After a moment of hesitation, without saying anything, he followed the woman surnamed Gong and left from the street.

"This time I came to Foshan, the original intention of the old man is to let us come to see the world, and also get to know the great figures in the northern and southern martial arts. Now you..."

On the way, the man's voice was low.

But just as he was talking, suddenly all the people walking around the corner disappeared, and in the snowy day, nearly a hundred people rushed over with knives.

The two immediately changed color.

The leader was a middle-aged man in silk cloth. After leading people to surround the two, he looked at the man and woman with a sneer, clapped his hands and said:

"There are many kinds of things, each with its own way. You two are not very old, but you can manage things quite leniently."

Gong Er said in a cold voice: "You people don't have eyes, and if you do dirty things in front of me, it's already considered light of me."