Chapter 385

Xu Mei, who used to rank behind Yang Hong in longhuzhu, is fifth, now fourth, up one.

Xu Mei looked at Luo Feng and turned her ruddy mouth. "What's there for congratulations. Last time Yang Hong came to me for a duel, I was lucky enough to win half the battle. It's you who defeated the four young masters of hongfengling. That's the great happiness. When the news came back to the college, it was a sensation for several days. You don't know. In college, many people worship you now. "

Luo Feng touched his nose: "I only defeated young master Lieyang and young master Hanshan."

Xu Meibai took a look at Luo Feng and said angrily: "you've only defeated young master Lieyang and young master Hanshan. You're really striking. You don't know, we have four colleges in Liuyun, and no one can compete with them in three years. "

Luo Feng smiles awkwardly.

Poop!

Seeing Luo Feng's face, Xu Mei couldn't help laughing. "Well, I won't make fun of you. You want to know something, maybe I know. "

Luo Feng pondered and asked, "what's the special news of Duanmu family recently?"

"Duanmu family?"

Xu Mei thought for a moment and said, "Duanmu family leader Duanmu Xiao's 40th birthday is approaching. During this period of time, she is making a lot of famous posts. Apart from that, there is no special news. "

Hearing this, Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the news that duanmuji and others were killed has not been disclosed.

Xu Mei thought that Luo Feng was still worried about Duanmu's family wanted, and smiled: "don't worry, you are the treasure of our Ziyang college now, and the Dean won't let you have anything wrong."

"Well."

"I'm going to do the task. Let's go. When I come back, I'll come back to you. I have some questions about martial arts. I want to ask you. " Xu Meidao.

"Good."

Luo Feng nodded.

Xu Mei said goodbye and turned to the direction outside the college.

Looking at Xu Meiyuan's back, Luo Feng took a deep breath and turned to his yard.

The news of Duanmu's death hasn't been disclosed yet. The stone in his heart has also fallen to the ground. The current problem is how to get the magic heart pill as soon as possible.

……

When night comes, the moonlight is like snow.

The whole Ziyang college is covered with a layer of silver yarn, which changes with the thin fog, like a dream.

In the small courtyard, Luo Feng sits knee to knee in the soft moonlight, his eyes are slightly closed, and the whole person is immersed in a mysterious and mysterious state, practicing.

With the fluctuation of vitality, the moonlight in the courtyard is attracted. Looking from afar, Luofeng is like a man of light, very strange.

Yuan turns the energy in his body and walks on the big Sunday. When he finishes 100 big Sunday days, Luo Feng opens his eyes and the moonlight around him breaks in a moment.

Whoo

Luo Feng breathed softly, like fog and sword. He said to himself, "as expected, the more difficult it is to improve the state. If there is no magic heart pill, it is impossible to break through the late stage of Jiuchong Tianting in one month."

Just now, Luo Feng wanted to try to find out if there was any hope of breaking through the realm, but after several hours of cultivation, there was no movement at all.

"Forget it. I'll wait until I get the magic heart pill."

Shaking his head, Luo Feng stood up and wiped his finger on the ring. A red script appeared in his hand.

Since the realm is hard to break in a short time, Luo Feng wants to take this opportunity to see how to practice Bahuang Bayan fist. If he can understand it, it will be much easier to deal with Xingshi Yang Honglie tomorrow.

Xingshi Yang Honglie is the peak cultivation of Jiuchong Tianting. He kills thousands of people. He has rich experience in actual combat and real strength. He is very horrible and should not be careless.

In the soft moonlight, Luo Feng looks through the martial arts script.

After a while, Luo Feng's brow began to wrinkle.

This Bahuang Bayan boxing is a medium-class martial art of Xuan level, and its cultivation difficulty is far above tianbeng boxing.

Of course, it's not difficult to cultivate with Luo Feng's insight.

However, the cultivation method of Bahuang Bayan fist is somewhat strange. It needs to absorb pure fire energy, integrate with fist technique and cooperate with cultivation.

Luo Feng has a wry smile on his face. For a while, where can I find something with pure vitality. Although he has many demons, they are all level 3 or so low-level monsters. Their vitality is not pure at all and cannot be used to practice boxing.

"It seems that this volume of boxing can only be practiced in a period of time."

Luo Feng helplessly left his mouth and continued to look at the contents of the script.

Although you can't practice Ba Huang Ba Yan Quan, many of them are mysterious and can add a lot of theoretical knowledge to the martial artists.

Never underestimate theoretical knowledge. All martial arts are derived from theory. Only with a solid theoretical foundation can we reach a higher level.

Looking at the contents of the script carefully, Luo Feng was completely immersed in the changes of boxing techniques, and I forgot about things.

The night passed quickly. In the early morning, Luo Feng closed the secret script, and a glimmer of enlightenment appeared in his eyes.

Ba Huang Ba Yan Quan is worthy of being a middle-class martial art of Xuan level. He has learned a lot from it.

Clenching his fists, Luo Feng's mind flashed. He wanted to integrate what he had learned last night into tianbeng fist.

Eyes lock on a two person high boulder a hundred steps away. Luo Feng's breath sinks and a fist blows out.

Hum!

There was only a slight sound, with Luofeng fist as the center, and a circle of real impact spread out like a wave.

After a short silence, a loud noise came out. The two men's high boulders trembled. Suddenly, they burst from the middle, and turned into countless crushed stones flying to the four sides, smashing the ground into a large pit.

Seeing the broken Boulder, Luo Feng's face showed a surprise smile.

"The combination of hardness and softness! I didn't expect to realize it overnight, which made tianbengquan complete! "

In the past, tianbeng boxing was only a state of great success. It was more powerful and less changeable. Now tianbeng boxing can form internal strength and shock the enemy's heart, which is the symbol of tianbeng boxing's perfection.

Looking at the rubble in the courtyard, Luo Feng said in his heart: tianbeng fist is complete, which can form internal force to shock the enemy. Its power is at least 30% higher than before, and it can't be prevented. Even the top martial of Jiuchong Tianting will be injured!

Satisfied nodded, Luo Feng changed his suit, washed and rinsed briefly, closed the gate and walked towards Qingfeng town.

Come to Qingfeng town, Luofeng goes directly to yaodingxuan.

Entering yaodingxuan, Luo Feng saw Zhuang Lao standing in the yard of yaodingxuan, pacing anxiously back and forth.

"What's the matter, old Zhuang?"

Old Zhuang heard the voice and looked back to see Luo Feng. He seemed to be relieved: "I've let the wind out and said that I've appeared in Qingfeng town. Presumably, Yang Yunshi has got the news."

"Let's go. I know there's a restaurant in town. It's very good." Luo Feng said with a smile.

Seeing Luo Feng's calm look, Zhuang Lao was shocked. "Why are you not nervous?"

"Why nervous?" Luo Feng asked.

Old Zhuang, speechless, shook his head and sighed: "I can't imagine that our village has been in the Jianghu for decades, but it is not as good as a posterity. Let's go. "

During the conversation, old Zhuang's face also recovered.

They say goodbye to LAN Congfeng and go straight to the restaurant in the middle of Qingfeng town.

The restaurant was full of people. Zhuang Lao found a table by the window on the second floor and sat down safely.

Luo Feng sat down at a backlit table ten steps away from Zhuang Lao, ordered a few dishes and watched the movement in the restaurant.

"Eldest brother, is that man a virtuous hand, Zhuang Yuan?"

In the corner of the tavern, a warrior looks at Zhuangyuan and approaches a big man with a big body beside him.

The big man glanced at the old Zhuang and smiled a little bit. He nodded: "there is a mole on the left hand of the virtuous hand Zhuang far away. It's him. That's right!"

The martial artist who spoke first licked his lips, and his face was excited: "Hey, we didn't have hair this time. Find Zhuang Yuan's whereabouts, but there are a hundred yuan stones and five thousand liang of gold! "

A few fighters nearby also showed a smile on their faces.

The big man pressed his hand: "one hundred yuan stones, five thousand liang of gold, I will take 70%, the rest 30%, you can share. How?

The others nodded their heads, no comment.

"Well, keep your eyes on him and don't lose it. I'll call that man. When you get the gold, I'll invite you to the light cloud tower tonight! "

"Hey, thank you, boss. It's said that a batch of new goods have come there recently. Those women are very tender! " The warrior couldn't help wiping his saliva.

"Keep your eyes on the bunnies."

The big man smiled, turned around and went downstairs.

Luo Feng watched the big man go downstairs and shook his head slightly. His face was sad. It seems that the other side still doesn't know what they are going to face is the lion waking Yang Yunshi. This trip is doomed to be a dead end.

In a restaurant in Qingfeng town.

The tavern hall is crowded with people everywhere, but strangely, such a crowded place, the east position, is very empty.

In the innermost position on the east side, sat a big black faced man.

The big man was dressed in a brown strong suit, with his hair upright and wild. He put a pair of fists on the table. His bones were thick and his skin was strange red, like two pieces of burning iron. His square face was thick with eyebrows. His face was full of scars. His eyes were full of fierce light. He gave out the atmosphere of violence, like a crazy lion, making people around him dare not approach.

This man is Yang Yunshi, a famous lion in the Jianghu.

Footsteps sounded, and a large man came.

Yang Yunshi's eyes brush, always looked at the past, spit out two words coldly: "what's up?"

When the big man was stared at by Yang Yunshi, he felt that his steps had become extremely heavy. He swallowed his saliva and bowed down. "I found the whereabouts of Zhuang Yuan."

Yang Yunshi's eyes lit up the whole tavern, and his body exuded a horrible sense of killing. He said in a deep voice, "where is he?"

The burly man wiped his forehead with cold sweat and hesitated for a moment and said, "my Lord, Yuan Stone and gold?"

Yang Yunshi's knife like eyes fell on the other side's face and said with a cold smile, "if I ask you something, you will answer it truthfully. Dare you tell me the conditions?"