Rumble!

The battle between Chongyang Zhenren and Sanssouci is a battle of fate.

This battle not only determines the victory or defeat between each other, but also determines which is weaker or stronger between the Nine Yin True Scripture and the Nine Yang True Scripture.

Eventually, after a series of collisions, a loud bang came from the ruins. Then, all the dust that had been constantly rising fell to the ground.

Whoa!

In the boundless dust, two figures appeared.

Wow!

The sound of vomiting blood rang out and reached everyone's ears. The tone was low, and everyone present only felt a little familiar.

Swish!

Instinct is average, I don't know how many pairs of eyes have looked over, I want to know, the victory or defeat of these two masters.

In the dust, the current appearance of the two appeared in front of their eyes.

"Master!"

"Senior brother!"

…………

Wang Chongyang's robe was messy, and bloody wounds appeared on his body, and his complexion, which was originally a little ruddy, became pale.

When he opened his mouth, a mouthful of red blood spit out, and his originally upright body trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of whiteness.

Boom!

His legs trembled, he couldn't stand steadily, and he fell down on his back.

Seeing this, Zhou Botong and Quan Zhen's seven sons were so anxious that they called out one after another, rushed forward, and protected their master/senior brother.

Boom! Boom! Boom! ……

The sound of a sharp sword unsheathed continued to sound, the blade of the sword became brighter in the sun, and several pairs of eyes were even more angry.

The eyes of the carefree people who were standing opposite Chongyang Zhenren almost burst into flames.

Beside Wang Chongyang, Zhu Hefeng held the Xuantie War Halberd on the ground with a proud expression. A gray-black robe was messy, but his aura was extremely stable.

Between the breaths, although the complexion was a little pale, it was not damaged at all.

"Huh." Looking at Wang Chongyang, who was protected by the seven sons of Quanzhen and Zhou Botong, Zhu Hefeng couldn't help laughing, and his laughter was full of pride.

"It's a shame that I won this time."

Sou!

Before the words fell, there was a gust of wind in the distance, and a cold shadow descended like a fairy in the Moon Palace, coming to Zhu Hefeng's side.

Between the flow of sword eyes, in the depths of the cold eyes, there was a deep affection and honey that could not be dissolved, and a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and he said:

"Congratulations, you've won again."

Zhu Hefeng grabbed Lin Chaoying's cold soft pancreas, didn't even look at Wang Chongyang, and said, "Since you won, it doesn't matter anymore." ”

As he spoke, the husband and wife turned into two phantoms and disappeared into Chongyang Palace.

Wang Chongyang watched his rival and beloved leave, his eyes showed a trace of reluctance, his lips moved slightly, and he opened his mouth to speak.

But in the end, nothing was said.

Poof!

Out of Chongyang Palace, all the way to the direction of the tomb of the living dead. After making sure that there was no one else around, Zhu Hefeng's originally ruddy face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Blood spilled between the green grass, and the grass corroded and stinked on the spot.

"How are you?" Lin Chaoying hugged her husband and asked anxiously.

Zhu Hefeng waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, Wang Chongyang's old bull-nosed martial arts are extraordinary, but he is not my opponent." ”

"It's a pity, I thought that after he practiced the Jiuyang Divine Skill, he would be able to bring me some threats. Today's battle proves that I still overestimate him. ”

"When is it all gone, and are you still strong?" Lin Chaoying rolled her eyes angrily, and held Zhu Hefeng's slender jade hand to slowly pass her strength and soothe the other party's internal injuries.

"Jiuyang Divine Skill? Is it the exercises you once mentioned to me, the exercises created by the big people behind the Nine Yin True Scripture incident in order to restrain the Nine Yin True Scripture that fell into your hands? ”

Zhu Hefeng said with an innocent face: "Chaoying, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?" Isn't the Jiuyang True Scripture a miracle created by Wang Chongyang to deal with me? ”

"You." Seeing that her husband was once again pretending to be confused, Lin Chaoying was angry and wanted to scold.

The words had already reached his mouth, and he caught a hint of playfulness in the depths of Zhu Hefeng's eyes, and he understood it and said nothing.

"You are not lightly injured, Wang Chongyang is more seriously injured than you." After being silent for a long time, Lin Chaoying spoke again, and his tone was leisurely.

"Yes." Zhu Hefeng nodded sincerely, "I must return to the Tomb of the Living Dead right now and heal with the help of the cold jade bed." ”

"With a cold jade bed, at most ten days and half a month, my injuries can be healed."

"Let's go!" Hearing Zhu Hefeng say this, Lin Chaoying's mind calmed down a little, and she grabbed her husband's palm, and the husband and wife turned into a pair of fluttering and disappeared here.

………………

Chongyang Zhenren and Sanssouci duel again, and used a Jiuyang Divine Skill to fight Sanssouci's Jiuyin Divine Skill.

Although he was unfortunately defeated after hundreds of rounds of the battle, he caused a lot of injuries to Sanssouci.

On Zhongnan Mountain, the two masters of Wuwuzi and Chongyang Zhenren are still healing their own injuries. Such news has spread rapidly throughout the rivers and lakes.

In less than ten days, the entire rivers and lakes knew that in order to restrain the Nine Yin True Scripture, Chongyang Zhenren created a Nine Yang True Scripture.

Moreover, unlike the internal and external cultivation of the Nine Yin Sutra, this Nine Yang Sutra is a method of pure cultivation of internal force.

No matter who you are, once you practice the Jiuyang Sutra, you can advance your martial arts by leaps and bounds, reaching an unfathomable realm.

In an instant, the rivers and lakes shook, setting off stormy waves.

A Nine Yin True Scripture is powerful enough, not to mention, now another Nine Yang True Scripture has appeared. Although the magic is moving, but the people who have the magic can't be provoked.

Whether it is Wussanzi or Chongyang Zhenren, they are all the top masters in the world, not to mention, Chongyang Zhenren is the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, sitting on a huge power, and the seven sons of Quanzhen and the old naughty boy Zhou Botong are all first-class masters.

Although Sanssouci is idle and wild, he has the most powerful wife by his side-Lin Chaoying, the star of Lian Zhen, and there are many mechanisms in the tomb of the living dead.

Therefore, even if many people are enthusiastic about these two divine skills, they never dare to come to the door. But others don't dare, but a few do.

Shake the light star, Tianji star, Kaiyang star, Tianquan star!

Under the three masters on Zhongnan Mountain, today, it is the highest martial arts of these four masters.

Almost all of the four masters were paying attention to the changes on Zhongnan Mountain, and they could hear Chongyang Zhenren and Wuwuzi fighting with Jiuyin Divine Skill and Jiuyang Divine Skill, and their hearts were shocked.

…………

Somewhere in the world, an old beggar wandering the rivers and lakes.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that the three on Zhongnan Mountain have lived up to the time over the years, it seems that I should also make a move when I always call Hanako."

"Otherwise, the second Huashan sword debate, wouldn't there be no suspense."