Extraordinary eyes

Chapter 560 Prairie Walk

The white fox's white clothes were stained with blood, the person fell to the ground and closed his eyes, and there was no more movement. The Ximan king fell directly in the air, with his eyes closed, everything was silent. The two elders of Xuanlei also stopped all movements at the moment they came into contact with the water pattern, and directly He fell limply to the ground.

Only Lin Fei is still standing!

Strangely, the water pattern didn't attack him...

The man in white stopped in front of him. The eyes inside the silver mask were as cold as the winter sea, boundless, and as sharp as a blade. Looking at him, Lin Fei seemed to be submerged, becoming a solitary sail, life and death. Wandering, helpless and desperate!
Three seconds is as long as three centuries.

The man in white didn't say a word, turned around and walked in the void, walked from the square in front of the temple into the sky and disappeared, such an elegant and powerful method immediately made countless Xiaoyaomen disciples around him terrified, and they all turned into sculptures with petrified expressions!

The same is true for Lin Fei!

Is this a god or a fairy? !
Of course not, Lin Fei could see with his divine eyes that there was a strange power under this person's feet, every time he took a step, he was just walking with strength, but this kind of power was invisible, and the manipulation was so perfect that it reached the pinnacle, as if he had already Breaking the gravity, a strong shock fell into the bottom of Lin Fei's heart, like an ant seeing a goshawk, a rat seeing a tiger and a lion, the gap in realm is like a chasm that is insurmountable!

Who is he?
Why not kill yourself?

Infinite doubts emerged in Lin Fei's heart.

It's just that he didn't have time to think about it at all, so he quickly called the disciples of Xiaoyaomen, carried the Ximan king and others into the hall, and then closed the door of the hall again. At this moment, he showed others in an ugly disguise, so Not many people knew that he was the leader of the Northern League, and he used the silver needle with his own real dragon blood. After some first aid, several people were finally out of danger and their lives were saved.

Of course, the main reason is that the man in white didn't completely interrupt the meridians of Ximan Wang and others, or pinch out the door of life.

Has enough ability, but didn't kill, is this desirable?

Lin Fei's eyes flickered!

Obviously, the other party didn't want these people to get in the way, but he also didn't want chaos in the Jianghu. He also needed the King of the Western Man and others to temporarily control the overall situation in the Jianghu. But why wasn't he among the men in white who were being abused?

They sent people to carry them down, sent them to their own rooms, arranged for someone to take care of them, and carefully ordered the decoction to drink every day, after Lin Fei saw Han Mei and Xue Niang, little boy As fast as lightning, it entered his sleeve and coiled on the arm of the dragon.Han Mei's face was a little pale, obviously she already knew what happened in front of the hall, and now she understood why Lin Fei let herself hide in the secret room.

But how did my brother Lin know that the man in white would come?
The blood mother stared at Lin Fei, and said: "If you die, what should I do? Do you think I will be grateful to you if you hide me? The women of the Golden Family only die in battle, not old age. This time, I will break up with you!"

The words are like knives, the eyes are cold, but the love is strong!
Lin Fei nodded, hugged her into his arms, and kissed her forehead.

What can he say at this moment?
There was a trace of loneliness in Han Mei's eyes, her heart seemed to be broken again, she didn't know when she would be able to open her mouth, but now it seemed that she had broken into tens of millions of pieces without opening her mouth, do she still have the courage to mend it? , sent to Lin Fei again, she didn't know.

For the next three days, every time Lin Fei went back to Xuangong to practice at night, he spent the day at Xiaoyaomen. He seemed to be the first outer disciple in Xuangong who could come and go freely, but even so, no one noticed. Noticing his anomaly, because the Grand Competition in the Xuan Palace is about to start, the outer disciples are busy practicing and want to attack the inner disciples, while the inner disciples are busy attacking the core disciples, no one will Dare to be lazy.

Zhao Ye may have discovered his eldest brother Lin Fei's abnormality long ago, but he didn't ask about it. This is a kind of tacit understanding between brothers.

White fox Ximan Wang and others have been taken away by their own people, and they are all fine, they just need to rest and rest. Although Xiaoyaomen is safe here, they all need to go back to stabilize the overall situation and prepare to deal with the shrine.

When the blood mother returned to the Mongolian grassland, Lin Fei followed.

……

The sky is green and the fields are vast.

The galloping horse is like lightning, the undulating hillside, the unruly wind, the heart of a man.

Only grasslands have such feelings. Lin Fei grasped the reins, feeling the long-lost relaxation, and felt a sense of excitement and excitement in his heart. An hour later, in the valley on the distant hillside, beside the winding stream, a white The Mongolian yurt appeared in front of my eyes, as well as the flock of sheep surrounding the yurt like clouds.

After the horse came close, Lin Fei reined in the reins.

Standing in front of him was a stout and burly man with bronze skin, tall and mighty, with a kind of ferocity unique to Mongolian men. A pair of eyes, like the depth of an eagle, the ferocity of a wolf, the moment Lin Fei looks at him, the murderous aura emerges from his body, the faint ones are like the wind in the grassland, but most of the time the wind comes with a blizzard!

And beside this burly man, stood a chubby little boy, about two years old, less than one meter tall, with a tiger head and a tiger head, wearing a robe full of dirt, with a bald head and simple features, without the potential of a child star, just the kind of edges and corners With the light shining in his eyes, it surpasses the cuteness that this age should have. He is completely like a wolf cub who has walked out of his den. His goal is the world, a living being, not a dead body, and he doesn't want to be just a lonely passerby.

Lin Fei remained silent, and while riding on the horse, he looked directly at the little boy's whole body.

They are young, but their muscles and bones are strong, and their bones exhibit a rare opening and closing force. This has obviously been cultivated and trained by an expert. Ordinary children are like trees in the forest. No one manages and trims them, grows on their own, or Crooked, or crooked, or with shallow roots, there is little potential for martial arts training in adulthood, but the bones of the boy in front of him have been warmed and shaped by an expert in a strange way, just like a tree being straightened and straightened. It is fixed with wooden stakes, as long as it grows in this direction, the skeleton will inevitably become a unique phenomenon.

How many people in the world are treated like this?
Lin Fei shifted his gaze to the burly man again, and everything was hard to cover up.

At the peak of martial strength, strong and well-developed limbs, and thick calluses on both hands, it seems that the method of weapons should be very good. Although he has not reached the half-step fairyland, but looking at the entire Mongolian grassland, he can be regarded as a warrior standing at the peak up.

"You... who are you!"

The little boy suddenly shouted arrogantly.

Hong Liang is immature, but with a kind of bravery!
He even held half a cooked mutton leg in his hand, and he was eating it with big mouthfuls. In the other hand, he held an exquisite pocket machete. Facing Lin Fei who was unfamiliar, this two-year-old child was surprised. Without any fear, the meat of the prairie, the water of the prairie, the sky and the strong wind of the prairie have nurtured his sturdy temperament and fearless courage since he was a child.

"I was an unexpected guest."

Lin Feidao, expressionless.

Then he jumped off the horse and looked directly at the vigilant burly man, "Now I will give you ten chances to kill me, I will not fight back, I will only defend, if you can't kill me after ten times, I will kill you."

"Yes, I hope you have a chance!"

The burly man nodded, then looked at the boy next to him, and said, "Agula, Master told you that if you want to be the bravest and greatest man, you must be able to face life and death. You are still young, but I believe you Can you understand a little bit, I will have a decisive battle with him, no matter who dies and who lives, you have to watch it carefully, understand?"

The young Agula nodded, his eyes were firmer than his peers.

Moreover, the scimitar in his hand was clenched tightly, and the movements of gnawing on the mutton became more ruthless.

Such a psychological quality faintly surprised Lin Fei.

The two walked to the grass next to the yurt. The burly man took off the heavy robe that was obstructing the outside, and with his bulging upper body bare, he ran straight to kill Lin. This time he didn't use a knife. This is the pride of the grassland warriors. They use the most exquisite Mongolian wrestling technique. This kind of kung fu is most suitable for hand-to-hand combat. Once touched, caught by clothes or limbs, there is a possibility of being killed!
Lin Fei didn't dodge, and directly fought with the man with both arms!
The opponent first gave a false kick, and then his calf hooked towards Lin Fei's left leg like lightning, which implied a kind of feminine entanglement. Fei, the two of you come and go, your feet are skillful and quick, as if you are dancing, the young Agula has long been stunned, frowning, and the tiger's eyes are very round.

Four minutes later, the burly man let go of Lin Fei's arms and gave up.

As a master here, 4 minutes has already made him understand that his own wrestling skills can hardly kill the seemingly thin man in front of him.

With a loud shout, there was no pause, and then an iron fist hit Lin Fei. The fist was invincible, short and sharp, like the continuous wind in the grassland, and the strike was cruel without leaving any kindness, whether it was to chop off the neck or kick the cunt or It was face smashing. Based on Lin Fei's understanding of Huaxia boxing, he naturally recognized that this was the almost lost wolf boxing in the grassland. It was created when the Mongol Empire conquered the Eurasian continent and learned the attacking skills of wolves.

When the burly man punched out, he had already turned into a ferocious and bloodthirsty prairie wolf!

Cunning and cruel!

Moreover, the use of Xin Jin has been perfected, and there is also a killing intent similar to that of a stove. In all fairness, this burly man's martial arts attainments are already very high, compared with those martial arts wizards that Huaxia Lin Fei had seen in the same period, it was rare.

However, what he was facing at the moment was Lin Fei.

Therefore, he cannot escape the ending of failure.

After punching for 5 minutes, the burly man squinted his eyes and stopped punching, his face became serious again!
Lin Fei in front of him seemed even more unfathomable!Because his wolf fist has reached the stage of mastery, his punches are like a remnant wolf preying on food, with a murderous intent, few people can resist, there is no opponent in the entire grassland, but when facing this man, there is no punch, Can touch the man's body.

It's almost unbelievable, but it's happening right in front of your eyes.

This can only show that the opponent is much stronger than himself!
(End of this chapter)