It's a long story, but in fact, this is only in an instant, the crowd in the main hall of Qionglin Yuan was excited, and the scholars withstood the monstrous pressure, thinking that they were fighting against the thieves, but in fact, they helped Huang Shang bear the pressure of Wenqu Xing's cohesion.

And Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui, who were outside the hall, also felt thunder in their ears, and an invisible force of courage and diligence surged over.

Wu Yazi's body was like a light wind, and he appeared in front of Huang Shang in an instant, and he picked up the Northern Spiritual Skill, and slapped it with both palms.

The Northern Shengong pays attention to the huge immersion of the ocean, and the end is accumulating, absorbing the power of others, in fact, it means that all rivers return to the sea, not necessary, but a shortcut.

In the hands of a supreme powerhouse like Wu Yazi, he doesn't bother to absorb the skills of others at all, just with his usual savings, he is invincible, and the enemy is unstoppable!

However, this time, Huang Shang didn't even raise his little finger behind his hands, but a force was already surging towards him like a stormy wave.

It's a good cliff, with a circle of palms, nine moves with a flick of the fingers, and it slammed into the surging power.

Tianshan Six Yang Palm!

Spring and white snow! Yangguan three stacks! Yangge Tianjun......

In all fairness, without Yazi's martial arts attainments, not to mention Huang Shang, who has just set foot in martial arts, Xu Feng Wuqian and others are a long distance behind him.

But at this moment, no matter how subtle the move, it was only the swollen and distorted aura outside Huang Shang's body.

Not only could this not hurt Huang Shang, but it was also like a sledgehammer that hammered down on the Wen Qi, eliminating its last resistance invisibly.

Therefore, Huang Shang walked step by step, slowly walking towards Wuyazi, with a refreshing look between his eyebrows.

Yes, that's it, a few more hammers!

Eighty! Eighty! Eighty!

"Boy, it's too much of a deception!"

Outsiders don't know about the condensation of Wenqu Xing at all, and in their eyes, it is that Wuyazi clapps at the air, and it can't hurt the head of the three yuan at all.

This scene obviously stimulated Li Qiushui, the ghost flashed, and he approached him, and his palms shot out like a white rainbow through the sun.

White Rainbow Palm Power!

And then again......

Eighty! Eighty! Eighty!

You guys are playing Wenqu Xing, what does it have to do with me Huang Shang?

Not only does it matter, the illusory palm keeps pinching the gods, and the Wenqu Xing, which originally only had a rough human form, has become more and more stable under the action of internal and external forces.

This proves that the idea of combining internal and external is correct.

Maybe not the most efficient, but with Huang Shang's current conditions, it would be good to succeed, and he didn't expect to be perfect.

And Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui were already going crazy, they used their life's work, made moves one after another, and the strong wind overflowed, and the golden masonry of the main hall of Qionglin Yuan directly cracked the earth and stone, proving that it was not a fake fight at all, but they couldn't shake the other party in the slightest.

When the flying stone chips recoiled, Li Qiushui's face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his eyes showed a look of despair.

It's simply no match!

Today, they are dying here!

Wu Yazi looked at her, but his eyes showed pity and guilt: "Qiushui, I failed you." ”

Li Qiushui's emotions immediately turned to this side, shook his head slightly, stretched out a hand, and stroked the side face of Wu Yazi: "Senior brother, don't worry, I and others are acting on the spot, but I love you alone." ”

Huang Shang was busy condensing Wenqu Xing, and his ears couldn't help but prick up.

Looks like I've heard something terrible!

Although the plot is known, it is not as exciting as a real person after all......

But is it really okay for you to wear a forgiveness hat like no one else?

Sure enough, the next moment, a short figure suddenly appeared, unleashed the Tianshan Folding Plum Hand, and attacked Huang Shang's back.

"Tianshan Tong Hammer, it's a good time!"

Compared with the unstoppable power of Wuyazi's Northern Shengong and Li Qiushui's Baihong's palm power, Tianshan Tong's grandmother learned a lesson, and her offensive was more nuanced.

Forty! Forty! Forty!

For Huang Shang, this kind of small hammer falls on Wenqu Xing, and the effect of tempering is better.

"Let's get on it!"

Seeing that the jealous Tianshan Tong Ma attacked, Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui also turned into two white shadows and outflanked Huang Shang left and right.

After changing their tactics, the three elders of the free world carried out peerless light skills, and their bodies were blurred, leaving behind the afterimage of the Dao in the rapid movement.

Not to mention that the forbidden army was dazzled, Huang Shang couldn't catch up with their speed with his naked eyes alone.

It really wants to be a pure martial arts competition, and it is guaranteed to be abused.

But he didn't need to see clearly, and let the three elders of the free world show their exquisite skills, exhaust their move changes, and hammer around him desperately.

"Wenqu Xing!"

"Wenqu Star descends to earth!"

In the hall on the other side, I don't know who shouted, and the voices sounded one after another.

The literate Jinshi are also feudal and superstitious.

It's really this scene that is too amazing, the gangsters who were unstoppable in the siege of the forbidden army couldn't get close to the new champion, the leader of the three yuan.

If Huang Shang makes a move, it will be a martial artist's weapon fight, which is insulting to Sven, but he put his hands behind his back and calmly watched the thief toss, such a bearing, such a contrast, not a divine power to protect it, what is it?

"Huang Qing is really a Wenqu star alive!"

Even the crown prince Zhao Shu was unusually submissive, and couldn't help but speak.

"Your Highness!"

Fan Zhen was shocked when he heard this, and wanted to remind the prince not to talk nonsense.

The words of Wenqu Xing, in fact, have been passed on by the people, and a Jinshi can be called Wenqu Xing.

Thinking about the fact that there were 400 Jinshi in the three years of the Great Song Dynasty, this Wenqu star was inevitably too worthless.

Of course, that is what the people say, and when they get to Shilin, Wenqu Xing can't talk nonsense, they all have to be peerless talents.

For example, Su Shi is known as a talent in literature and music.

But that's talent, and now this three-yuan leader is not only talent, but also powerful.

Resist thieves and protect the divine power of the Son of Heaven!

But if this matter is determined, it will not be easy to deal with.

At least it can't be said from the mouth of the crown prince Zhao Shu.

The Son of Heaven has a constitution in his mouth, and he can be a god, and the prince, as the prince of the country, also has great power and cannot be easily promised.

Although Fan Zhen doesn't believe in the existence of any national fortune dragon qi or the like, the truth is the same.

I don't know if it's an accident, or if it's really with the help of national fortune, when the prince said this, Huang Shang's body trembled, and the tone outside his body was finally really maintained in a fixed form.

It was a human figure that still looked vague, as if he was wearing a scholar's uniform, with long sleeves fluttering, holding a pen in his right hand, and his facial features were not real, but a supreme majesty was revealed.

Huang Shang raised his hand, and the illusory Wenqu Xing outside his body also made a consistent movement, and the pen in his hand lit up with a brilliance that mortals could not see, and he wrote down two words.

Thunder! Sky!

The thunder was mighty and shocking for hundreds of miles!

The three elders were shocked out in an instant!

There is no god in the world!

I make God today!

Wenqu Xingcheng!

……

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Meanwhile.

Xu Yue, Xu Feng, Wujian and Nightingale, who were finally about to arrive outside Qionglin Garden, suddenly stumbled and almost fell forward.

But there was a rumble in his ears, as if there was a rolling thunder, and it was like a series of thunderbolts exploding, hitting the heart.

"That's Huang Shang's move!"

Wujian exclaimed.

Thunder shook in the sky, and its momentum was great, which was indeed a great hexagram.

But what made him feel unbelievable was, what kind of power was this?

Now they are still a few kilometers away from the battlefield in Qionglin Garden!

Such a long distance can actually make the body feel numb?

"The three elders hold on!"

Xu Yue was so anxious that her mouth was foaming and she rushed out.

But before she arrived, the star patterns of all the reincarnators shook at the same time.

The four of them checked: "The three elders were captured alive, the main plot changed, the luck backfired, and the time we stayed was only half a year!" ”

Wu Defect's face is like ashes: "Half a year, how can I not have time to contract Huang Shang, is there a way to change the plot back and extend the stay?" ”

Xu Yue shook his head slowly: "Yes, but it's not something we can afford to use in one star!" ”

Wujian only felt that his whole body suddenly lost his strength, and slowly slid down against the wall: "My yellow clothes, my yellow clothes ......"

Meanwhile.

On a hillside outside Kaifeng Mansion, a dusty butcher held a big sword and looked into the city.

It's clear that it's broad daylight, but an illusory star seems to be rising in front of you, dazzling!

It took him more than a month to return from the border.

This time it's no longer about being fast, it's about gathering momentum.

He wants to defeat that man and take back his freedom.

But just now, the star pattern vibrate, and the butcher felt the power of Wenqu Xing, which made the silk thread of faith in his body instantly thicken ten times.

He was silent, and sat down slowly, as if he were perfect.

The three-meter-tall body, sitting cross-legged on the hillside, is unexpectedly a little cute.

The butcher tilted his head unyieldingly, but a suspicious crystal finally slipped off the edge of his helmet.

Rushing back from thousands of miles, my heart is so tired, I want to be comforted.