Chapter Eighty-Five: Never Die

The rain and clouds of the Flying Mirror Gate and the thirteen styles of the flowing clouds of the Liuyun Palace, the contest of the younger generation, the judgment is made.

Of course, this has to do with the skill of the two.

Luo Qian inherited his master's hundreds of years of cultivation to achieve today's realm.

Mu Yun is not bad, the assets of the sky, and the elegance is peerless.

It's just that the Liuyun Thirteen Style is too domineering.

How can the average master stand it?

Fortunately, Luo Qian still made the thirteen forms of incomplete flowing clouds, and with his current realm, he had only practiced the seventh form.

If the full power of the Thirteen Forms is unleashed, what will be the result? I'm afraid no one knows.

Back then, Luo Qian's master stood alone in the world with the Liuyun Thirteen Style, and no one was invincible. This feat, which shook the past and the present, still makes people tremble.

In this kind of exercise, the power of the latter weight is superimposed on the basis of the previous one.

It is undoubtedly equal to 1+1=2. 2+2=4,4+4=8,8+8=16…… This pattern. The power increases exponentially. After thirteen times, imagine what kind of realm?

The more you practice naturally, the more difficult it becomes.

Some people can't practice the third form in their lifetime.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it can move mountains and seas and destroy the world.

Bang!

There was a splash in the water, and Mu Yun fell like a bombshell. 1. Read the novel m.ybdu

The entire sea level is shaking.

"Hmph! Fight with me, I don't think I can do it. ”

Luo Qian clapped his hands and was about to leave, when suddenly a rush of blood rushed up.

Poof!

In an instant, his whole face turned pale.

Blood gushed down his throat and spilled down the corners of his mouth.

"How so?"

Luo Qian was shocked and sat on the reef.

"Your cultivation is far from enough, although you have my hundreds of years of skill inheritance, but you have to remember, you must not be unreasonable, you must not use the Thirteen Flowing Cloud Forms without authorization, its power is huge, and the backlash effect is also great. ”

"Unless you can find the Spirit of the Nine Dragons and make up for this flaw. ”

Master's deathbed words rang in Luo Qian's ears again. Just now, Luo Qian was eager to bring the Thirteen Styles of Liuyun to the extreme, which caused the phenomenon of backlash.

Luo Qian closed his eyes and exercised hurriedly, trying to calm himself.

In the sea, a figure slowly emerged.

Mu Yun, who was blasted out by Luo Qian, staggered to his feet.

Up and down, drenched in water.

The forehead, eyelashes, and chin are still dripping with seawater.

She didn't wipe it either, her eyes were full of anger, and she stared at Luo Qian resentfully.

The heirs of Liuyun Palace are so powerful, if they are not eliminated in time, there will be endless troubles. The humiliation of the Flying Mirror Gate is only afraid that it will never be washed away.

Soon, she realized Luo Qian's crisis.

This guy was devoured by the powerful power of the Flowing Cloud Thirteen Style.

Mu Yun still remembered the advice of his master, the best time to deal with the heirs of Liuyun Palace was when they practiced the Liuyun Thirteen Styles. Some young people are most likely to go crazy because of their lack of skills and greed for success.

This is the time to destroy them.

At that time, the twelfth generation head of Feijingmen, in order to take revenge, did not hesitate to send the youngest and most beautiful female disciple of the sect, Se (again) Luo Qian's master, but the conspiracy did not succeed and was seen through by Master Luo Qian.

Mu Yun dragged his heavy body, staggered, and walked towards the shore step by step.

The waves, rushing like a beast of prey, threw her into the water.

With the blow just now, the injury was too serious, and Mu Yun couldn't withstand the flutter of the waves, and fell into the sea water again.

It's just that she was stubborn, stood up again, staggered, and walked strongly to the beach.

At this moment, there was only one thought in Mu Yun's heart.

Even if you climb, you have to crawl over it and kill this beast!

Poof!

Luo Qian's mouth spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

He underestimated the power of the Thirteen Flowing Cloud Style, and the powerful anti-devouring power caused him to suffer internal injuries.

At the moment he was sitting on the reef, shaking.

Mu Yun got up and saw this scene again.

The killing intent on his face was even stronger, and even his teeth were rattling with hatred.

This is the only man who has seen his own body, and this person cannot remain in the world.

The water was drenched and I crawled out of the sea and finally reached the beach. The clothes soaked in seawater have a strong fishy smell.

Although Mu Yun didn't like this fishy smell, she didn't care too much about it at the moment.

The rules of the Flying Mirror Gate are strict, if you don't kill him, what face does your holy woman still have in this world?

Despite this identity, only the two sisters Ah Zhu and Ah Bi knew, Mu Yun still didn't want to take this risk.

How can a girl's innocent body be allowed to be so defiled?

Whenever Mu Yun thought of the moment when Luo Qian tore her clothes, Mu Yun wanted to die.

Mu Yun coughed for a while, and the serious internal injuries made her almost unable to hold on.

A wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the veil on his head was long gone.

Angry eyes, sparkling with poignant sparks.

The black knife in his hand was slowly raised, and the enemy was in front of him, killing him!

Mu Yun pounced.

Poof!

Luo Qian spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

was blocked by Mu Yun who rushed towards her, blood splashed her face, and her originally beautiful face was full of demonic horror.

Mu Yun didn't care too much, and stabbed over.

Luo Qian opened his eyes suddenly, and dodged away with difficulty.

Whew!

The tiny scimitar still pierced into his arm.

Ahh

A heart-piercing pain made Luo Qian grin. Then, Mu Yun's plump, wet body pounced over and pressed directly on his body.

Luo Qian was also at the end of the crossbow at this moment, and the internal injuries of being eaten by the Liuyun Thirteen Styles made him have no power to fight back at all. Seeing Mu Yun rushing over, he only flashed and avoided the most critical part.

Mu Yun pounced, and the two of them both fell, rolled down the reef, and fell heavily on the beach.

"Ahh

The knife wound that pierced his arm once again stirred Luo Qian's nerves.

Mu Yun gritted his teeth ruthlessly, pulled out a knife, and stabbed it in Luo Qian's face.

Damn, this woman is crazy!

shouted at Mu Yun, "Are you going to die?"

Mu Yun's eyes widened, and his face was flushed.

Her condition is not much better, and the two of them are seriously injured, and it is impossible for them to work again. Luo Qian's words obviously angered her again.

"What are you staring at? What about looking? I still touch!"

Luo Qian was also very angry and pinched her chest.

Mu Yun was about to go crazy, opened his mouth and bit down.

"Ahh

On the beach, Luo Qian's mournful screams were heard.

On the shoulder, he was bitten hard by Mu Yun.

This woman is so ruthless! Biting Luo Qian refused to relax at all. The pain made Luo Qian want to wave back and fight, but the huge pain in his arm made him worse than dead.

Plop - !

A wave came over, the sea water soaked through his clothes, and the wound was quickly penetrated by the sea water, and the pain that pierced the heart made Luo Qian almost faint.

Mu Yun still didn't understand his hatred, grabbed the knife in his hand, stabbed it at Luo Qian's heart, and stabbed it down.

Luo Qian gritted his teeth, "NND, let's die together." ”

It's out.

With the last bit of strength, he knocked Mu Yun's knife away.

The two of them hugged each other and rolled seven or eight meters away.

Plop - .

The two of them rolled into the sea together.

Mu Yun is also a tough temper, and he didn't say a word during the whole process. From the moment she pounced on Luo Qian, she had no thoughts.

Killing Luo Qian was her greatest wish.

This man is not dead, and he can't wash away her innocence.

In the sea, Luo Qian stared at her deadly, and she also stared at Luo Qian, neither of them refused to let go, and did not give the other party any hope of survival.

Mu Yun, who has been soaked in the seawater, is bright and bright, with a picturesque face, and is by no means inferior to any woman Luo Qian knows. It's just that this girl's temper is too stinky, and I've never seen her so strong.

For the sake of chastity, I would rather die without resentment.

When Luo Qian saw her face up close, he trembled in his heart for the first time.

is worthy of being the saintess of the Flying Mirror Gate, such a stunning appearance, I am afraid that in the whole world, except for Qin Zihan and Xu Ruoqing, I am afraid it will be difficult to find a character comparable to her.

If she wasn't from the Flying Mirror Gate, if she wasn't so ruthless, she wouldn't be so ruthless.

Let centuries of grudges disappear!

Plop - !

A wave hit and swept the two into the ...... of the sea.

"Miss, Miss!"

Two figures rushed from a distance, shouting in all directions.

"They've definitely been here!"

Ah Zhu looked at the blood on the ground and looked around vigilantly.

Ah Bi flew over and climbed a tall coconut tree to look around.

On the dark seaside, the sea breeze is gusting, in addition to the traces of the fight just now, where are their figures?

The two of them were so anxious that they shouted loudly, "Miss, Missβ€”"

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