Fang Ming slowly unfolded the scroll, and saw an isolated island in the sea. There was a volcano on the island and the crater was blowing thick smoke. A man in Ming Dynasty clothes stood at the foot of the volcano with a big bow in his arms, posing an arrow, and was about to shoot it. He knew that this thing was the key to finding Qiao Beiming's treasure, so he couldn't help but hold it properly and smiled and said, "You disciples and grandchildren don't know how to respect your ancestors if you have good things, and you have to take it personally. It's really unfilial. You should hit your butts a few times!"

Assuming that the medicinal power had melted at this time, Fang Ming stepped forward and slapped the acupoints of Master Zangling.

Master Zangling stood up with a bitter face, looking distraught.

No matter what, he could not have imagined that he just came to help his boxing today, but he was in danger!

"Haha... OK, okay, don't be too sad. If you join the ancestor's disciple, that is a blessing that many people can't ask for!"

Fang Ming laughed: "Old ancestor, I am a sect and genius, and I have long solved several major problems that cannot be solved in martial arts since ancient times. The internal strength of the evil sect will definitely leave disasters. What is it? As long as you follow the ancestor, I am happy, and I will not be able to say that I will suffer this hidden danger of "going into a devil" for you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked!

It is necessary to know that the original distinction between good and evil is based on the judgment of behavior, but in the practice of internal strength, the paths set by the two schools are also very different.

The internal strength of the upright school emphasizes purity and peace. The deeper the internal strength, the greater the benefit to oneself. The internal strength of the evil school emphasizes cruelty and fierceness. The so-called "restrained" means that one can cause disability when one moves; the so-called "restrained" means that people are hurt in silence, like ghosts possessed and unable to be liberated.

Therefore, the internal strength of the evil sect is often easier to achieve faster than the internal strength of the righteous sect, but the more advanced the internal strength is, the more harmful it is to oneself. The so-called "going into a devil" is one of them.

Almost every evil sect has a higher martial arts skills, the greater the possibility of becoming possessed. It has become a sharp sword hanging high on the neck, making them unwilling to eat and sleep.

And Fang Ming can actually solve this problem?

Yang Liuqing and his wife looked at each other with the famous martial arts masters, and they were all a little skeptical, but they all felt that the Eternal Evil Emperor was crazy, but his martial arts were so high that it was so high that there might be a solution. The evil faction has soared, so the martial arts world is full of trouble.

Master Zangling was a little shocked and thought that if Fang Ming could really remove this rammed rambler for him, what would it be wrong to worship him? He couldn't help but bow his hands and stood behind Fang Ming, looking intimidating.

"Blow it all!"

A faint voice came, with a strange laugh, which made people feel quite uncomfortable.

Fang Ming's sleeve suddenly flicked, and this flick brought the powerful internal strength of Shaolin's sacrificial skills, but the posture was extremely elegant, as if flowing clouds and flowing water, with the meaning of a three-point Wudang flowing clouds flying sleeve, combining vigorousness and lightness, gracefulness and indescribableness.

As the sleeves passed, a sharp wind whistled, and a few low and crisp sounds came from the air, and a few fine needles of cow capillaries fell to the ground.

Everyone could see clearly that someone was sneak attacking while talking, and this hidden weapon was so vicious that it was extremely difficult to resist it.

"Where did the villain come from?"

Master Zangling shouted, loyal to protect the master. At this time, his weapon had been lost, so he snatched a large hammer from the weapon stand next to him and smashed it at the roof.

"Hehe...hehe..."

The man laughed strangely and made a move with Master Zangling. Master Zangling seemed to be unable to compete with him, so the man flew away.

"Stay it for me!"

Fang Ming let out a long roar and suddenly jumped up, his fingers were like a sword, and the sword energy went down the sky, firmly sealing the place where the black shadow could escape.

Crazy! Crazy!

The roof tiles kept falling, and the man was forced to the ground.

Everyone looked closely and saw a young man with red lips and white teeth. He looked very handsome, but he was dressed like a beggar and was holding an iron crutch in his hand.

"It's Jin Shiyi, Jin Dahe!"

Jiang Nan cheered and went up to meet him, but Jin Shiyi signaled him to retreat and looked at Fang Ming who was floating down.

"Is your Excellency the Jin Shiyi, known as the Crazy Beggar of the Savior?"

Fang Ming asked.

Jin Shiyi suffered a great disaster in his childhood and was despised by the world. Although he was rescued by Venerable Poison Dragon, he developed a frivolous and unruly and rude Gu Zhang's temperament. When he first walked around the world, he liked to dress up as a leper beggar and specialize in trouble with martial arts celebrities. Therefore, everyone was afraid and got the nickname of the Crazy Beggar of the Poison Hands and was regarded as a big devil in the evil sect.

But Fang Ming knew that his nature was not bad, and later he changed his evil and returned to the right. His internal strength was united with good and evil, and he transcended good and evil, and finally became a master of martial arts in ancient times!

"It's a pity that if you meet the real master of Daqian World, you may still not be able to hold on for a few moves. However, this is the limit of the world. If martial arts develops like this, no wonder others will be surprised."

Fang Ming looked at Jin Shiyi horizontally and vertically and found that his first impression of him was not bad.

Of course, if you look at it from the standpoint of the Eternal Evil Emperor, then this Jinshiyi is simply a deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors, and both humans and gods are angry!

Fang Ming immediately glanced at him and suddenly shouted: "Boy, who is your master?"

Jin Shiyi smiled and said, "My master is Venerable Poison Dragon. Don't you, the ancestor of the evil sect, know?"

"Not bad!" Fang Ming nodded, "Then I'll ask you again, is your master an evil or a decent person?"

Jin Shiyi was stunned and immediately said, "My master has his own martial arts skills, not a good person... but he has since changed his evil spirits..."

"Okay! You still admit that I will wake you up today, a boy who bullies your master and destroys his ancestors!"

Fang Ming shouted, pushing his palms flat, and the wind whistled, sweeping away Jin Shiyi's twists. It turned out that Jin Shiyi could not bear it when he heard that he was humiliated and himself? Take action directly.

"Your master died of being possessed by being possessed by a demon, right?"

Fang Ming's figure floated away like a crane, but the sound in his mouth was very clear: "As the master of the evil sect, he would rather die from being possessed by being possessed by the evil sect than asking for help from the righteous sect. You ran to the Tianshan sect to ask Tang Xiaolan to take action, and even impressed them with five green spirit pills. He relied on the righteous sect to shake his tail and begged for mercy to avoid being possessed by the evil sect. Only then have hesitated to this day, bullying his master and destroying his ancestors, I, the Eternal Evil Emperor, will slap your ass today!"

Jin Shiyi was unwilling to owe favors throughout his life. At this time, Fang Ming mentioned two major hatreds, and his eyes suddenly turned red and rushed over like crazy. The iron crutches in his hand were crisscrossing, and each strong wind had the power to open the monument and crack the stone.

He held the crutch in one hand, and the other hand was even more clever and clever. He pulled grass and found snakes and used the skills of acupoints to point the acupoints. One of the seven changes was better than the other, which was very different from the Central Yuan method of acupoints, which was the method of poisonous dragon pointing to point the acupoints.

In fact, Fang Ming also knew that Jin Shiyi went to the Tianshan Sect to ask for help because of his order, and he himself was reluctant to do so many times. In the end, someone else forced him to rescue him while he was unconscious.

But so what if you know? If you say things out and you know everything, how can you continue to fight?

Fang Ming gave in ten moves in a row, and then he smiled and said, "Your Divine Killing Eighteen Killing and Poison Dragon's Acupoint Pointing Method is good. It is indeed worthy of the personal transmission of the Poison Dragon. But since my senior has already given you ten moves, the rest cannot be given!"

Jin Shiyi said coldly: "Who wants you to let it go?"

Suddenly, he pulled out an iron sword, used the left hand to make a sword, and used the right hand to make a sword, and the attack became more urgent, and the strong attack made the mountain shake and the earth shake, and the stars and moon were gone.

Fang Ming had picked him up with his iron crutch before, but at this time, Jin Shiyi crutch swords all came out, and they were all extraordinary, so they were a little troubled, and they smiled and said, "You can also take my sword!"

Suddenly, the golden knife was unsheathed on his back, and a deep trace had already been left on the iron crutch in the rays of light.

Jin Shiyi jumped two steps away, and his face felt extremely regretful.

This iron crutch not only hides the sword in the crutch, but also tries thousands of times, but also is a thing passed down by his master. It was originally a famous weapon, but Fang Ming's Heavenly King's golden sword cuts gold and cuts jade like a casual one, and he is immediately defeated.

"Well! The ancestor can't rely on the advantages of weapons! I'll let you do it again!"

Fang Ming put the golden sword in the sheath and pulled out the silver dragon sword: "My sword is more blunt than the sword, and it's just right to give you a move!"

While speaking, Fang Ming had already stabbed a sword. Although his sword technique was slightly inferior to that of sword technique, his achievements in practicing Dugu Nine Swords were also greater than those of 99% of the famous sword technique masters in the world. At this time, a sword was stabbed out, and everyone felt that the sword energy was intimidating, and the dragon roared and the tiger roared, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

Jin Shiyi's crooked swords were all on the same side, fighting with Fang Ming's left-hand sword. The silver dragon sword was not as sharp as the Heavenly King's Golden Sword, so his crooked sword could be supported.

But after more than a dozen moves, Jin Shiyi was already complaining secretly.

From the battle to now, he has not yet figured out the details of the enemy at all. He only felt that this man not only had exquisite moves, but his internal strength was as vast as a sea of ​​smoke. After fighting, his own internal strength was quickly exhausted.

Moreover, the opponent's martial arts are so complicated that it is simply sensational, and he seems to be proficient in countless evil sects. If he takes action seriously, he may not be able to survive ten moves. The eternal evil emperor may be famous.

"How is it? Boy, give up on the loss and ask the ancestor to slap his butt a few times..."

Fang Ming laughed and the faster he drew his sword, the silver light shining, almost submerging Jin Shiyi.

Suddenly, Jin Shiyi opened his mouth and vomited at Fang Ming. Several ox-haired needles flashed, using his trump card, the poisonous dragon needle!

This poisonous dragon needle is the exclusive hidden weapon of the Venerable Venerable. It is tempered with snake venom. Jin Shiyi has already resisted snake venom. Every time he faces the enemy, he still needs oral antidote to hold the needle in his mouth and spit it out. It is all the best hidden weapon in the world. I don’t know how many famous martial arts masters have defeated him.

It should be noted that when the martial arts masters take action, no one will pay attention to the hidden weapons spit out from their mouths, especially when the other party is still talking, it is impossible to guard against. The poison on the poison dragon needle is extremely amazing, and the person who is hit is hard to stop and is almost invincible.

At this time, the Jin Shiyi was in a desperate situation and he immediately spit out a poisonous needle and seek victory in defeat.

His move was indeed unpredictable, and he was extremely fast, as if a flash of lightning.
Chapter completed!