Chapter 43, the ink shadow is picturesque
Shenzhou is reckless, and there are many people who have achieved something in the martial arts as if they are carps crossing the river, even if it is known as the Hidden Yuan Association that collects the world's ambitions, it is probably difficult to count, but in any case, those who can break through the shackles of mortals and advance to the innate level are still like a rarity, and it is difficult to find traces. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
In this regard, a few Pure Yang disciples who have practiced martial arts on the top of Mount Hua since they were young are obviously much luckier than ordinary people - the thousand-year-old great sect inheritance, there are naturally many innate masters in the Pure Yang Palace, and these elders will pick out one of them at random and put them in the rivers and lakes, that is definitely a powerful person who can move the party to open the mountain and establish a faction... Unfortunately, the same applies to the mad man in front of him, who is losing his mind.
Xie Xinzhi's miraculous effect was very good, not only healing the internal injuries that had plagued Shi Pengtian for many years, but also pushing the peak of the day after tomorrow, which he had not saved for many years, to another step and advancing to the innate level, but at the same time, the desperate "Three Mountains Evil Ghost" could not escape the backlash of Xie Xinzhi's bloody qi, and one step away, just as the injury was healed, he fell into madness since then!
It's just that although the sanity is lost, the gong body is still there, and before the true qi goes berserk and even self-extinguishes, because of the uncontrollable madness, the original innate Yuan Gong even adds to the terrifying power - the flame flow that Fang Cai waved with his hand is the best proof.
"Let's go!"
Even if they are extraordinary, even if they enter the encirclement as if they are nothing, but just by Ren Yunji, the four of them want to fight against the innate master, but it is still no different from a daydream... Innate and acquired, but the difference of one word, is a gap that ordinary people can not cross in their lives, Europe for those who take this step, from now on, there is no one under the congenital no longer their opponents.
Thinking of this, Xiao Dao Chang's mind couldn't help but sketch the peerless figure, the divine sword that cut everything... He had never seen it with his own eyes, but if Senior Brother Shangguan was here, the situation might be completely different?
No, now is not the time to think about that.
In the past two years, Ren Yunxian has been catching up, only hoping to become a person who can be equal to Senior Brother Shangguan, but at the same time, he has not become a stubborn and paranoid person, knowing that it is impossible to win, she has no reason to easily give away her life.
The black sword danced out of a sword flower, with the power of the double qi sea, Zixia Gong Peerless Tai Chi Wuji was continuously slashed out by him, and the sharp sword rays surged straight towards Shi Pengtian, whose eyes were red and full of demonic energy, and the grass and trees along the way were destroyed as soon as possible, but even if the sword light did not change, since the beginning of breaking into the ghost gate, the unstoppable Pure Yang Peerless School could not avoid the first setback.
Raise your hand.
The corners of Shi Pengtian's mouth hooked up a cruel smile, and the blazing flame qi immediately began to gather in his palm, obviously it was too late, but the violent flame flow that was condensed at will still completely dissolved the sword qi swung by Ren Yunji without any pressure, and even after offsetting the sword qi, the fiery flame qi contained in the heavy palm was especially swept away, and only the four of them ran away.
Dangerous!
At the moment of life and death, he knew in his heart that blindly fleeing was just killing himself, and the four Pure Yang disciples stopped at the same time, and each of them used their strength to return to the sword accordingly, with four against one, the Pure Yang disciples who did not dare to be careless at all went all out, but after the aftermath, they still couldn't escape the result of their own red...
Yan Liuliu was the first to bear the brunt of the injury, but fortunately, the sea of shuangqi returned in time, although there was a lot of embarrassment under the full body of true power, but at least his life was not hindered for a while, as for the other three, Lu Ping's cultivation was the highest, but because of the cover of the other two, the injuries were not light, and the robe was stained with black scorch marks.
In contrast, it was Ou Yuqi and Yi Yingyan who were the least injured... However, in the face of such a huge difference in strength, even so they have no means to turn defeat into victory.
In front of him, the innate evil man laughed wildly again.
"Haha, hahaha! What kind of famous and decent, what kind of eternal authenticity, you stinky little ghosts who claim to be the way of demon defense, are not going to die in my hands today? Hahaha!! ”
The crazy laughter was endless, and the crazy blood in the body pushed Shi Pengtian's skill to the extreme, seeing that everyone had to be wiped out if it continued like this, Lu Ping immediately mobilized his true qi to forcibly suppress the internal injuries, and stood up again.
"You go first, I'll delay for a while!"
Two years ago, Lu Ping had a brief fight with the master of Mingjiao, and the memory of falling into a disadvantage at the touch of a touch constantly reminded the team leader that if he didn't leave at this moment, everyone would inevitably be buried together.
After setting his mind on the moment, he no longer hesitated, and Lu Ping mobilized all the residual true qi in his body in one move... He doesn't seek to kill the enemy at the moment, he just wants to be able to carve out a way for his younger brothers and sisters.
However, in the face of innate masters, even such a wish seems impossible to achieve.
Shi Pengtian, who was crazy, had no mercy in his heart at all, and at this moment, seeing that Lu Ping did not flee and turned back to respond to the move, the anger in his heart ignited at the same time, and his subordinates came out again It was actually a famous move in the past.
"Bold! Take my burning hand! ”
Burning hands, burning hands, the victory and defeat seem to be clear in the moment of absolute hands. The flame palm condensed out of thin air pressed towards Lu Ping, but on the other side, the reincarnation of the four elephants that condensed and counterattacked was only eighty percent powerful because of the injuries suffered before, and the two sides exchanged blows for a moment, and the cold sword qi was suddenly suppressed, as if it was about to collapse in an instant!
Ren Yunji on the side also stopped at the same time when he saw that the situation was not good, and the style of concentrating and gathering qi came out again, also regardless of the damage to the foundation, forcibly maximizing the innate true qi in the body into the innate true element, and the same move almost drained the four elephant reincarnation of the internal qi contained in the sea of twin qi followed Lu Ping... Finally, the two sword qi collided with the palm pushed in the air, one forward and one behind, one left and one right!
In the blink of an eye, the palm qi sword light exploded at the same time again, but in the aftermath, it was still the four Pure Yang disciples who were more seriously injured... This time, Lu Ping, who had fought a lot of battles, finally fell to the ground, and even though the little road chief had the help of a sea of qi, he was also pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
- Strong, suffocating, invincible, but in the midst of desperation, there was a burst of floral fragrance from the depths of the darkness...
"Chunlan autumn chrysanthemum summer breeze,
The three-star moon hangs in the night sky.
Don't seek shelter from the wind and rain,
Only laughing at Taoyuan is not in a dream. ”
In the dead wood burned by the flames, the delicate Dongfang Zimo, who made the woman dumbfounded, slowly showed her figure, and in his hand, a Danqing wonderful pen dotted the surrounding ink shadows like picturesque...
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