Chapter 23 Chapter 23: Evil Spirit Li Ruohai

"boom!" Han Bai fell to the ground. After combining with the demon seed, his physique became stronger many times, and he didn't feel any pain at all. Fan Liangji took Han Bo back to the dilapidated house where he was subdued earlier. Fan Liangji took out the pipe, stuffed it with shredded tobacco, lit it, took a few deep breaths, untied the three-eighth halberd from Han Bo on his back as if remembering something, and cursed: "Such a clumsy fellow made me go away." Walking is also slow." It was the first time he recognized "old". Han Bai lay on his back on the ground, closed his eyes, and concentrated his energy on his acupoints, but the true qi in his dantian was like a disobedient urchin, completely refusing to act according to his wishes.

Fan Liang sat down comfortably on the broken chair. After taking a puff of cigarette, he said slowly: "Brother, why don't we have a discussion!" Han Bai said coldly: "No need! Just kill me." Fan Liang was stunned, and wondered, "Why, don't you even want to hear the conditions?" He naturally thought about it, but he couldn't think that Han Bai wanted to arouse his murderous intent, so that the demon seeds in his body would develop resistance due to induction. Han Bai smiled slightly and said, "It's in vain that you are a master of the black list, but your behavior is extremely despicable. What's 'good', I think it's 'bad'."

Fan Liangji's eyes flashed with murderous intent, no one can make fun of his name, not even Pang Ban! The true energy in Han Bai's dantian was sensed immediately, from the scattered and unintentional just now, it gathered and concentrated, like a storm that was already brewing. Fan Liangji stretched out his pipe and tapped on the broken table, as if he was beating the drum of death. Every strike is so average, and the time between them is not bad, showing the skill of the black list master and the precise grasp of time. The lone stealing machine has moved. The zhenqi of Han Bai's dantian suddenly surged and expanded in all directions, instead of only rushing to one of the acupoints.

Fan Liangji snorted coldly, stood up from the chair, and pointed the pipe between Han Bai's eyebrows in his hand. Han Bai's body lightened, his acupoints were fully released, and his whole body was full of energy, more vigorous than ever before. It turns out that although Chi Zunxin's demon seed is completely combined with Han Bai, it is always a foreign thing. Although it is in Han Bai's body, it can only be three or four out of ten, unless it encounters great stimulation and tempering. , in order to truly make the most of it. This time, Fan Liangji forcibly restrained the demon seed with his unique acupuncture technique, which just aroused the latent power of the demon seed and made it further integrate into Han Bai's own energy and spirit. Speaking of which, he really wanted to thank Fan Liangji.

Fan Liangji's pipe was about to hit Han Bai's eyebrows. "boom!" This peerless master who was listed on the black list, completely unexpected, capsized in the gutter, and was kicked heavily by Han Bai at the key point of Qihai in the lower abdomen. Fan Liang let out a great roar, not only was his body not kicked away, but he pressed down like a mountain, and the pipe accelerated towards Han Bai's vital point between his eyebrows. He has never been contaminated with female sex in his life, and his skills of more than 70 years are so pure. Although Han Bai's kick caused him the most serious injury he has never experienced in his life, the zhenqi that protects his body naturally produces a resisting power, and most of Han Bai's body is melted away. With strength, he can still fight back brazenly.

Han Bai didn't expect the opponent's real skills to be so amazing, so he rolled on the spot and avoided the corner. At this critical moment of life and death, Fan Liangji used the technique of pressing the bottom of the box, and the pipe was still on the ground where Han Bai was empty, so he used the pipe as a support, propped up his body, swept his right foot, and kicked Han Bai hard. Phat's glutes. This time it was Han Bai's turn to let out a miserable snort, and flew up from the ground like a kite with a broken thread, hit the wall heavily, and then slid sideways. Fan Liangji spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", but he was overjoyed, because his kick was concentrated all his life, no matter where the kick hit the opponent, it would be enough to cause the opponent's meridians to explode and die.

But he still didn't feel relieved, he tried harder on the cigarette stick, flew up, and patted the Tianling acupoint on top of Han Bai's head with his left hand. Unexpectedly, Han Bai who "should be dead" propped his feet against the wall, his face flew off the wall like an arrow, came under him, arched his back, and hit his chest with his back. Fan Liangji was about to make a sudden change of move, and it was too late to withdraw his palm, so he condensed his chest and pressed down on Han Bai's arched back. The way the two fought was completely without moves, but the danger was more powerful than any poisonous moves. over it.

"Peng!" The room was full of energy, and the dust was flying. The two groaned at the same time. Fan Liang was thrown up like a hairball, and rolled onto the broken chair. After a sound of wood cracking, the broken chair was crushed to pieces, but he couldn't get up either. Han Bai was not much better, a torrent of pressure came from where his back collided, pushing him to the ground, and then the force bounced back from the ground, throwing his burly body high like a puppet. , and then threw it back to the wall, his whole body was paralyzed, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

For a moment, neither of the two can do anything to the other, and whoever can get up first is the winner. Feng Xinglie walked slowly into the main hall of Yuewang Temple. A majestic man in white clothes stood tall with his back behind his back, his body as straight as a gun. Feng Xinglie's whole body was shaken, and he stopped ten steps behind him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master!" The man turned around slowly. In a flawlessly handsome face, embedded with a pair of eyes brighter than the sparkling gemstones in the deep black ocean, staring coldly at Feng Xinglie and said: "Do you still remember that I am your teacher?"

It was actually the head of the Xieyi sect who was on the blacklist, the "evil spirit" Li Ruohai. All kinds of memories of Li Ruohai's strict training since childhood flashed through Feng Xinglie's mind, his legs softened, he knelt down, and knocked his head hard three times. Li Ruohai stood up to accept the ceremony, without showing any expression on his face, making people wonder whether he was happy or angry. Feng Xinglie stood up and lowered his hands and said: "Feng Xinglie betrayed the Xieyi sect, betrayed the master, and now he has lost all his skills, I hope the master can grant him a death, which is better than dying at the hands of outsiders."

Li Ruohai looked up to the top of the temple, saw an empty nest left by a swallow on the beam of the roof, and sighed, "You've lost weight!" Feng Xinglie's nose was sore, he swallowed and said: "Master..." He couldn't continue. Li Ruohai said: "The swallows flew south, and they will fly back when the spring is warm and the flowers bloom next year, but the good apprentice I value the most, once he left, he never looked back." Feng Xinglie looked up to the sky and sighed, with mixed feelings. Li Ruohai looked at Feng Xinglie, the light in his eyes brightened, and he said coldly: "Back then you beat the Thirteen Nights trained by me and rode in the outskirts of the deserted city, making you famous in the world. Capture and kill you, but do you know why I dismissed this idea?" Feng Xinglie said: "These disciples have been puzzled over the past few years. The master's strict methods of dealing with traitors will never allow me to roam free. I am also ready to die." Li Ruohai looked up to the sky with a long smile, and said: "I only accepted one apprentice in my life, but that apprentice betrayed me, only for an old lama from Tibet." Feng Xinglie remained silent, with a firm look in his eyes, up to this moment, he still has not regretted his actions back then. If things were to happen again, just like the love with Bing Yun, he would still do that. Li Ruohai returned to the earlier topic, and said, "I won't kill you, there are two main reasons, do you want to hear it?" Feng Xinglie bowed and said: "How could this disciple not want to hear it, Xinglie has liked to listen to the stories told by the master most since he understood human affairs." Li Ruohai let out a long sigh full of emotion, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I am wrong, I think that when you were still a baby, I tied you on my back and fought against the 'ten wild wolves' who were famous in the underworld at that time, how could I think of me?" The one who desperately defended his back is actually a traitor." Feng Xing knelt down fiercely, and calmly said: "Master, kill me!" Li Ruohai shouted violently: "Stand in front of me like a man, I, Li Ruohai, want to kill you, even if you have ten lives, you are already dead." Feng Xinglie stood tall, but his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, tears poured out of his eyes uncontrollably, it was the hero who didn't flick his tears easily, because he didn't reach the place where he was sad! It wasn't until this moment that he truly felt that Li Ruohai's love for him surpassed the father-son relationship between master and apprentice. Li Ruohai turned his back to prevent Feng Xinglie from seeing his expression, his voice turned cold, and he said slowly: "I didn't kill you back then, because I knew I couldn't do it, because Li Ruohai couldn't do it to kill him. A disciple who can resist, Feng Xinglie, I understand you too well, you will never fight me." Feng Xinglie rushed forward three steps, stopped behind Li Ruohai, and cried out: "Master!" Li Ruohai didn't turn his head, and said flatly: "This is only the first reason." Feng Xinglie deeply buried his admiration for this mentor, and it poured out like a torrent. At this moment, he had forgotten that the majestic master of the black list in front of him was the overlord of the party who ravaged black and white, and he was He betrayed the evil sect because he wanted to save an innocent life from his clutches. Li Ruohai said: "The second reason why I don't deal with you is because I can't bear to see with my own eyes a peerless martial art genius who has the potential to challenge Pangban, ruined by Li Ruohai." Feng Xinglie's whole body was shaken, he staggered back several steps before stopping his retreat, he looked at Li Ruohai's back in disbelief, he couldn't believe that Li Ruohai, who was always talking coldly to him, had such great respect for him. expect. Li Ruohai turned around like a whirlwind, his eyes sparkled, and he said in a deep voice: "So as soon as I received a letter from Feige from Shuangxiu Mansion, I knew you were here, so I rushed over immediately, and I had to catch up with the black and white servants." Before you, to meet you, the grievances between master and apprentice are trivial matters, the most important issue right now is how to get you to escape from Wuchang, because Pang Ban is here right now." Feng Xinglie sighed: "Master! Xinglie is just a useless person now, how can it be worth risking the risk of offending Pangban, master, to help Xinglie." Li Ruohai clasped his hands behind his back, paced back and forth slowly, let out a sigh of relief, and said proudly: "I am forty-eight years old this year, and with my current state, it is not uncommon for me to live to be over a hundred years old. For more than 60 years after the fight, I humbled myself to survive under Pang Ban, Fang Yeyu and others. I would rather die in a vigorous battle. How can I be as Li Ruohai as Qianluo, Mo Yixian, and talkative? .” Feng Xinglie said solemnly: "Master has always been a hero, and he will never give in to others, but I have lost all my martial arts, life is better than death, master just ignore me." Until this moment, although Li Ruohai did not admit Feng Xinglie was his apprentice again, he did not stop Feng Xinglie from calling him his master. Li Ruohai said: "Recently, there is a secret news in Jianghu, saying that you have become an important seed for Pang Ban to practice a certain kind of unrivaled magic skill. If you can't be captured alive, no one in Pang Ban's magic school has ever practiced it!" If you don’t use the magic skills, you will fail.” Feng Xinglie was stunned for a while, thinking to himself that this matter was extremely secret, how could it spread out in the Jianghu, and then suddenly realized that the person who leaked this secret must be the Guangdu of Jingnian Zen, and it was deliberately kept secret, so that those who are interested can get in it If it is obstructed, the effect will be very powerful. Li Ruohai continued: "I immediately quoted it and found that Pang Ban's black and white slaves really sent people around to search for your trace, and then I knew that there was no reason for it." Feng Xinglie said: "The fact is so, but if the master kills me in one fell swoop, no matter how powerful Pang Ban is, his 'Tao Heart Planting Demon Dafa' will never succeed." Li Ruohai's whole body was shocked, his eyes glowed brightly, staring at Feng Xinglie. Feng Xinglie closed his eyes. Losing martial arts, losing Bingyun, life has no meaning to him anymore, he knows that Li Ruohai is a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve success, and he may have some affection for him.But if it means sacrificing his power and prestige, don't think about it. To save Feng Xinglie in the hands of Pang Ban is a situation of death and defeat at every turn.But if he was killed right away, with Li Ruohai's intelligence and skill, he would be able to do it neatly, leaving no trace for Pang Bangen to investigate. With such a balance, how could Li Ruohai choose the easy and the difficult? The wind blows wildly. Li Ruohai punched Feng Xinglie's Tanzhong acupoint on his chest.