The man in his arms has closed his eyes.

And the grievances of the year, with her death, have also disappeared.

Chen Mengxi's hand held the dark blue water bead.

She also closed her eyes, and her body began to tremble slightly involuntarily.

In this moment, she had an urge to cry.

There will be nothing else, just for this hard-working woman in her arms.

In her mind, she tried to imagine the situation of the other party.

The sect was destroyed by the beloved.

But in order to save the remaining disciples, with a seriously injured and dying body, with his last breath, he took over the position of head of the sect and forcibly supported the already crumbling sect.

Ask yourself, if it were her, she didn't think she would be able to hold on.

She couldn't imagine how much pain the woman in her arms had endured over the years.

Both physically and spiritually.

She just wanted to know at the moment, such a loving and righteous woman, why Qin Weiming could do this.

Many things from that year flashed in her mind quickly, and she remembered Qin Weiming's sharp eyes, and remembered the sword in the other party's hand, which could be called justice.

However, now it seems that all this is so hypocritical and ridiculous.

She still opened her eyes, and her body had stopped trembling.

She knew that there were some things waiting for her to do.

So, after gently folding the hands of the person in her arms on the other's chest, she stood up, her hands curled into claws, and grasped the water in the river.

Two jets of water slowly surged towards the limp body lying flat on the ice, freezing it.

It wasn't until a long time later, when the water column stopped flowing, that in the middle of the river, there was already a coffin of crystal ice crystals.

In the coffin, there is this sleeping palace master, the palace master of the Shenshui Palace.

After Chen Mengxi took one last look at the coffin below, he turned his hand into his palm and sent a cold air into the river under his feet.

In an instant, the river froze and expanded rapidly outward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It wasn't until the ice in the river had spread like tentacles to the trees beside the river bank and had spread to most of the area in the middle of the river that Chen Mengxi flew up and headed towards the place of battle.

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At the same time, the raging flame in the center of the square is still describing the situation in the field to the world.

Wang Zhengnan has already fought with Zuo Wuchang and has fought no less than 100 moves.

Although Wang Zhengnan's cultivation was weaker than that of the other party, a hundred moves had passed, but he did not show defeat.

The falling flower pushing the moon hand in Taijiquan is known as four or two thousand catties, which is a martial art that defeats the strong with the weak.

In fact, the two fought each other twenty-five years ago.

And at that time, he still used the same moves.

Zuo Wuxian's opponent borrowed his own strength many times to hit him, and instead of doubting on his face, he laughed and laughed in a weird way.

"I didn't expect that this set of Taijiquan, Wang Daochang actually practiced it for another twenty-five years~."

He unhurriedly took out his hand, and the true qi between his five fingers, like a sharp blade, broke through the air and attacked the opponent.

Wang Zhengnan's face did not change and was gloomy, and when he saw that the true qi was coming, he immediately opened his bow left and right.

His hands lay flat on his chest, pushing left and right, and no matter how fierce the moves that hit him, they would bounce off him.

In fact, on Minshan, he Wang Zhengnan was the most qualified of their generation of disciples.

However, the essence of the founding of Taoism lies not in talent, but in diligence.

What is the Tao, from the beginning to the end, is the Tao.

Therefore, although he is clumsy, it is precisely because of his clumsy talent that he knows how to be diligent and makes him closer to the Tao than other brothers and sisters.

It is precisely because of this that this set of unpretentious Taijiquan will exert an incomparably powerful power in his hands.

Zuo Wuchang felt a force on his chest, and he took off and retreated in parallel.

His outstretched hands began to flip rapidly.

This move was not a profound move, but just a desire to tie his wide cuffs to his wrists.

He fell to the ground again.

Because the cuffs were tightened, his hands were exposed to the public.

The left hand is white, except that the five fingers are longer than ordinary people, there is not much difference.

His right hand, however, is different.

On the five slender fingers of the right hand, all of them are covered with bright silver steel claws that can be moved.

The five steel claws in the moonlight emitted bursts of silver light, which were extremely sharp.

And everyone in the rivers and lakes who is familiar with him knows that this set of steel claws is the famous murder weapon of the left envoy of the soul back then, the soul claw.

Wang Zhengnan saw that his opponent had sacrificed these five soul claws, and his face finally sank a little more.

He knew that Fang Cai's fight was just a temptation. And the next competition between the two is the real dangerous moment.

Zuo Wuchang looked at the other party with a smile, and a very gloomy smile appeared on his white face.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that above his hands, there was a trace of strange green gas.

At first, the green air only covered his hands, but after a few moments, it filled his body.

And those who participated in the decisive battle back then knew that this eerie and terrifying green qi was actually a kind of flame formed by the release of true qi.

Zoroastrianism's fire worship skill is a fire condensation technique, and only those who are in high positions can practice it.

There are nine layers of fire worship, and the flames condensed by the first six layers of fire condensation techniques are all red. Only after cultivating to the seventh layer will the flames turn red to green.

And the green flames that permeate Zuo Wuchang's body are a sign of his success in worshipping the fire god.

I think that back then, the style seniors of Confucianism, it was under the burning of Tu Wanfu's dark green true qi flame that they finally decided to die with the other party.

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Wang Zhengnan had already transported the true qi of his whole body and began to fight the enemy seriously.

His expression was very serious. The eyes are locked on the person in front of him.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Zuo Impermanence moved,

He had already turned into a white shadow burning with ghostly fire, and from mid-air, he rushed downward.

Wang Zhengnan's eyes froze, and the true qi in his body began to run wildly.

At this moment, Zuo Wuchang actually reached out in mid-air with his left hand without a soul claw.

Immediately after, the green fire in his whole body turned out to be on his left hand, condensing a huge ghost hand.

The ghost hand is steaming green, and the five fingers on the hand are as thick as an ordinary person's arm.

Wang Zhengnan saw that the ghost had locked him, and immediately lost his luck.

Then, a huge yin and yang gossip plate appeared on the palm of his chest.

He didn't hesitate, and slapped directly at the attacking ghost hand.

And the moment the sharp nails of the ghost fingertips touched the yin and yang gossip plate, there was a loud bang in the field.

"Boom~~~~".

Immediately afterwards, the collision of true qi stirred up the land between the two of them.

The yellow smoke is caused by the dirt under their feet.

The yellow smoke churning in the air was like a huge wave in the sea, surging towards the surroundings.

And the smoke and dust scattered in all directions have blinded everyone's sight.

But at this moment, Zuo Wuchang, who was still in confrontation, raised the corners of his mouth and sneered incomparably sinisterly.

He stretched out his right hand, which was wearing a soul claw, and gently placed it in front of his eyes, aiming at the person behind the yellow smoke.

After listening to the five sounds of 'whoosh', 'whoosh', 'whoosh', 'whoosh' and 'whoosh', the soul claws on his five fingers turned into a green light and rushed into the yellow smoke.

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