此时，岳凡的右手有些发麻，他感觉很无聊。于是他静静地站着，用《心瑜伽》的呼吸法来调节呼吸。

封长刚以为岳凡正在思考如何进攻，便没有打扰他，而是静静等待。毕竟对付这样的少年，并不费什么力气，多给他一些时间，其实更能体现他的大度。

风不常没有说话，其他人自然也不敢打扰他。他们都静静地守在他身边，而掌钱人已经吓得瘫在地上，一动也不敢动。

这样一来，岳凡就有了充足的时间去休养，而小雅儿则默默地在身后看着。

这本《养心经》，源自《医经》。虽然不是武林大作，不能用来修炼内功，但具有固本养精的显着功效，随时随地都可以使用。

岳梵净站着，呼吸不断，内脏也随着呼吸而快速恢复。不一会儿，他的体力就恢复了，感受到了前所未有的生机。然而，他的左手却依然没有任何感觉。

岳凡调整了呼吸，心想：“现在面对强敌，我必须保持冷静……”

突然，岳凡身形一动，如同猎豹一般，拿起木棍，向前扑去。虽然这样的程度对于普通人来说是令人震惊的，甚至连普通江湖人都没有这样的程度，但是在风长源这样的高手眼中，却并没有什么特别的。不过，他还是闪过一丝佩服之色，准备再次接住。就在木棍即将触碰之际，岳凡猛然身躯一转，做出了一个不合逻辑的动作，将身体扭到了一边，木棍也跟着他的扭动，从竖斩变成了横扫。

“嗯！” 封长渊微微一愣，眼中闪过一抹惊讶之色。与此同时，木棍靠近的声音已经很近了。

如果是普通高手，距离这么近，肯定会被击中。不过，风长阳不仅是天生的高手，还拥有数十年的江湖斗争经验。他怎么能和岳凡相比？

“乒……”

“嘘！”

反手一挡，木棍折断，而冯长勇却纹丝不动。

所有人都被这突如其来的变化惊呆了，一时间，整个房间恢复了寂静。

哈哈哈……”

风笑道：“好！很好！英雄出自少年，你差一点就成功了……不过，可惜了！现在你的武器坏了，得换掉。”转身，他正想对下面的侍卫说什么，却被岳凡打断，道：“不用了，这个长度刚刚好。

风突然又愣住了。他当然不知道岳凡的柴斧到底是这个长度，但看到岳凡一脸倔强的样子，他也没有再多说什么，只是点了点头道：“既然如此，那就开始吧。”

As soon as the words fell, Yue Fan rushed forward again, as fast as before. However, Yue Fan knew that such strength could not hurt Feng Wanchang. Therefore, he suddenly increased his speed. The short staff became more flexible in Yue Fan's hands, and without twisting his body, it could constantly change. Suddenly, the staff shadows all over the sky fell like real objects towards Feng Wanchang.

"Broken..."

Yue Fan shouted loudly, and with the help of the swirling sticks, he looked extremely powerful.

"Good for you!"

Feng Changyang looked at this vast...

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Tian Gengying was both surprised and excited, sitting on the chair and constantly waving her hands to ward off the wooden stick. Truth and falsehood, falsehood and truth, melted into one.

Pong, pong, pong

The speed of the two was getting faster and faster, and the sound of breaking sticks kept ringing in the shadows, making the people around them jump in fear.

Yue Fan knew that this was not a solution, so his movements became simpler and faster. In this situation, Yue Fan's heart calmed down, and there was no desire for struggle. It was as if he had returned to the tranquility of chopping firewood, wielding simple sword techniques. Gradually, he entered a state of emptiness and clarity. If Feng Chang knew that Yue Fan regarded him as firewood, would he not be depressed and vomit blood?

Seeing Yue Fan's clear eyes and glittering gaze, Feng Changyuan knew what it meant. She was both surprised and intrigued, and her dancing hands picked up the pace.

At this moment, Yue Fan closed his eyes, retracted his wooden stick, and kicked his feet hard, leaping high... The powerful momentum burst out in vain! The wooden stick then fell, not very fast, but it was difficult to predict...

The powerful prestige made Feng Changyuan's eyebrows furrow, as if he was frozen by the spirit and unable to move. He wanted to block the wooden stick above his head, but it seemed impossible. Terrified, he instinctively used all his strength to break free from the spiritual bondage and flashed to the side.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the wooden stick fell, smashing the wooden chair and even causing a deep crack in the ground beneath it, which extended all the way to the corner of the wall.

Shock! Surprise! Doubt! Fear!

All kinds of thoughts were surrounding everyone in the room, but the most profound feeling was the impermanence of the wind. He could feel the powerful destructive force just now, especially the moment when he was mentally locked. This strange skill rarely appeared in the Jianghu, and he had only heard about it from his master when he was practicing in the Junior Temple. However, his master only said two words to him: "danger"!

It's conceivable that even the high monks of Shaolin feel dangerous, so this method is really powerful! Only Feng Changyong didn't expect to encounter such a bad luck.

When I came back to myself, I saw that Yuefan was kneeling on the ground, supporting his body with his left hand, and the wooden stick in his right hand had turned into a few dots like weathered rock. Yuefan's black hair was turning white, and in a few moments, he was completely white!

Seeing such a change, everyone felt extremely strange. Just a moment ago, he was a vigorous young man, but in a moment, he turned white-haired. The scene was as strange as it could be.

Only Feng Chang knew that this was the result of abnormal consumption of mental power and vitality. He was originally very angry about losing face, but after seeing Yue Fan's situation, he instead admired this brave teenager. After all, not everyone has the courage to burn their vitality. He was indeed defeated, and he was completely convinced.

"Alas..."

Shaking his head, Feng Chang sighed, "Little brother, you've won. Come on, I promise they won't bother you again.

Yue Fan looked up at Feng Changyang and nodded to him with a calm expression, as if everything had nothing to do with him. He slowly stood up, walked over to Xiaoya, who was huddled in the corner of the table, and took her out.

I am born to be wild, and I kiss the sky with a young heart.

After watching Yue Fan leave, Zhao Tianhua stepped forward and said, "Wind Master, are you just going to let them go?"

Feng Changang looked at him and said lightly, "This young brother is indeed admirable, but it is a pity that he will have difficulty in further development. After a pause, he added, "He burned his spiritual power and vitality to attack me, causing him to go grey at a young age. Alas..." He shook his head.

When hearing the wind impermanence saying that life force is burned, Zhao Tianhua was shocked again. Although he didn't like practicing martial arts since childhood, as a rich young man in Jiangnan, he had a wide range of knowledge and certainly knew what burning life force meant. Simply put, it meant that this person would not live long.

"Don't bother him anymore..." Feng Changyuan reminded them, "From today onwards, come back with me and practice martial arts properly, and restrain your own morality. Then turn around and leave with your hands behind your back.

After a while, the courtyard remained quiet, but Zhao Tianhua looked fierce and unwilling, saying, "Humph, let's just say that this smelly kid is lucky. Anyway, I don't think he has much time to live, so let's just be merciful!"

Immediately, he looked at the paralyzed money shopkeeper on the ground and said coldly, "What a useless thing, you should take care of me!"

He then walked away in anger.

Is Yue Fan really lucky? The answer is no. No matter who it is, if they burn their own life force, they will not feel better, let alone lucky.

此时已是下午六时，太阳已经落山了。岳凡牵着小雅一步步往前走，但脚步却越来越重。小雅感觉到了，紧紧握住岳凡的手，关切地看着他。

岳凡转过身来，对萧雅儿轻轻点了点头，仿佛在说：“放心，我没事！” 当她看到流水村的入口时，她终于按捺不住，缓缓向前倒去。

看到岳凡突然倒下，小雅更加惊慌，俯身在他身上，不断地晃动他的身体，想要让他清醒过来。

但过了一会儿，仍然没有任何反应，小雅只好起身向村尾赶去。