Chapter 13 The golden breath breaks through the clouds

After Qing Yang failed, he began to face up to the strength of Bai Zihua.

Not only use swordsmanship, but the left hand is the palm, the right hand out of the sword, into a double dragon playing with pearls, although cumbersome, but the left and right attack, the offensive does not decrease but increases.

It makes people feel that every palm he sends is powerful and heavy, like a thousand catties, and every sword seems to hit the water in the middle stream, rushing towards him and accompanied by a burning burst breath.

With another loud shout, the flying sword under Qingyang's feet accelerated, and the sword in his palm came together,

Seeing that it is about to hit Bai Zihua firmly.

Suddenly, out of thin air, a piece of high cold ice appeared, only to hear a "bang", above the ice, the Xuantie Sword was bounced away, leaving a clear palm print, the edge of the palm print was accompanied by a melting trend, and there were many cracks, and then the cracks became bigger and bigger, the whole piece of cold ice from the outside to the inside, cracked, not long after, it was scattered, and soon evaporated into mist.

Bai Zihua didn't say a word, the index finger of his right hand pointed out, and a cold qi turned into a sharp sword, shooting out from his fingertips!

"Bang ......"

The flying sword under Qing Yang's feet was hit by the ice sword and flew out by a hard earthquake! Qingyang's huge body suddenly lost its support and fell straight into the surging waves of the East China Sea, without stopping for a moment. If it weren't for Bai Zihua's mercy, the target should be Qingyang's obvious target's body, his flesh and blood body is not as strong as the flying sword!

A three-zhang blister bulged out on the East China Sea, and it exploded violently, and the water splashed all the disciples of various sects on the shore, and Qing Yang pierced out of it, soaking wet and embarrassed.

"I'm not convinced, we'll fight again!" As soon as Bai Zihua made a move, he lost, such an outrageous fact, how to make the proud him accept.

"You've already lost, there's no need to fight anymore, I've shown mercy to my men, you're not my opponent at all." Bai Zihua volleyed his hands in the air, and a cold voice floated out.

"I have one more chance?" Qingyang wants to prove himself,

"Then you just want to take on the challenge?"

Bai Zihua asked rhetorically.

"Of course!"

"Bang ......" A huge supernatural hand fell from the sky and forced Qingyang into the sea. The momentum was huge, and a huge vacuum hole suddenly appeared, and countless shrimp and fish were instantly killed because they were instantly drained of water and gas in their bodies.

A moment later, the water walls on both sides closed, like a valley collapsing, and there was a loud bang, like the roar of a giant beast in ancient times, passing through thousands of years and coming over thousands of years.

"I won!"

Although Qing Yang did not exert all his strength, after all, the strongest thing in Shushan is swordsmanship, but Bai Zihua has no intention of comparing swords, and if he loses, he loses.

After Bai Zihua finished speaking, he flew to the shore, but landing also meant giving up guarding.

"Zihua you, and you're done like this?" Mo Yan was also shocked by Bai Zi's powerful spell, although he could do it, but it was not as easy as Bai Zi's painting.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Qingyang is fine!"

As if in response to his words, a piece of ice floe rose above the East China Sea, and it was Qingyang who was lying flat on it. But at the moment, the stomach is round, and it seems that he is full of water.

"Senior brother, I'll go back to the Palace of Rejection to rest first!"

As he spoke, he turned into a rainbow and left, only to see a blue light.

Mo Yan's thoughts now are like a puddle of paste in his head, and he can't figure out what Bai Zihua thinks, obviously he has a good relationship with Shushan Qingxu, but now he seems to be deliberately insulting Qingyang.

In fact, Bai Zihua is just a person who wants to meet, and will have a relationship with his disciples in the future, but Qing Yang is really pitiful, and now he loses in the hands of Bai Zihua, and then loses to Xiao Gu when he comes in, it seems that there is no possibility for this cultivation to grow.

I don't know if it's Moyan, Yandao is also explaining the behavior of Bai Zihua and the head of Changmei, after all, if it is not good, it will be Shushan and Changliu to make evil, although not afraid, but one more friend is better than one more enemy, not to mention that Shushan wants to come and Changliu to help each other, and the relationship is very good.

"Your Excellency, it's not like this, your apprentice is amazing! Terrific! ”

The kind tone makes people wonder what his true heart is?

Long eyebrows Dao Long eyebrows are really like his name, extremely long to the waist, smiling eyes, thick snow-white eyebrows move. It's like two caterpillars, and it's very cute.

"Long eyebrows, do you know anything?"

Yan Dao's eyes flashed, and his expression became terrifying in an instant, Bai Zihua is an immortal joint that will last forever, and he will never allow anyone to make a difference in his plan, even if it is the head of Shushan. Now that the righteous path is gathered, otherwise he will definitely kill people and kill his mouth, don't doubt it, the killing intent in Yandao's eyes.

Changmei didn't seem to notice, still smiling, and passed the voice into the secret: "Your Excellency, I won't kill myself!" I am proficient in the art of divination, and the heavenly machine of innate gossip deduction tells me that the future of my Shushan is inseparable from your disciples. I don't think about myself, I also have to think about Shushan, if the Venerable doesn't mind, wouldn't it be better to let your two disciples cultivate the two families at the same time? ”

There was a faint yellow light under Yandao's eyes, and the peeping eye was secretly activated, but it made Changmei very uncomfortable.

"Changmei, I don't know what you know, but if you want to hurt him, I will destroy you with my life."

Yan Dao's voice exploded in Changmei's heart.

The eyes under the white eyebrows covered by the long eyebrows suddenly enlarged, and even the people on the side were clearly visible.

"Your Excellency, you are crazy! Regardless of the prestige of the millennium? ”

"Let me tell you, if anything happens to Zihua, I will definitely become a fallen immortal, and the heads of the family are all fallen immortals, what else can be left of the long-term prestige?"

The uncertain aura on Yan Dao's body seemed to prove that he was not joking.

"But you'll think about it!"

If he were someone else, Yan Dao would not agree that he was the best of both factions, and he could only be a waste if he was not proficient, but Bai Zihua was talented and by no means beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Although Yan Dao's cultivation is not "The Softest in the World", but the blue frost giant hand just now, he also saw that it was actually the top-level secret technique in "The Softest in the World" - the flexible use of the Ice Spirit Divine General.

Looking at the consumption of Bai Zi's painting, the condensation of the entire Ice Spirit God will be just around the corner.

It may not be possible to go to Shushan to learn art, maybe it can annex Shushan, Yandao has been lost early, and he is ambitious at the moment, and he wants to stay immortal.

Although Shushan is not as good as Changliu, the power in the mortal world is all over the world, if Changliu Mountain is destroyed, Changliu will be destroyed, but Shushan is destroyed, and the Shushan faction can still resurrect.

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After Bai Zihua left, it didn't affect the fight, and it went on as usual.

"I can't help it!" Donghua yelled, he was originally an anxious person, it was already difficult for him to wait until the end to make a move, the most important thing is that Donghua has been in retreat all these years, and he has not moved his hands for a long time, and his hands have long been itchy.

flew forward, kicked down and shouted at the Penglai disciples, the appearance of no one in this cargo was also the reason for forcing Donghua to make a move.

"Donghua, what are you doing?"

Zihua is like this, Donghua is also like this, Mo Yan is going crazy, no one can care about the reputation of Changliu. is to win easily, can you not be so simple and rude, very embarrassing Penglai.

"Who else?"

Mo Yan had a headache, but the Confucian Venerable Fang Yang was holding his long beard and smiling, and he was very happy in his heart. For Donghua, he is very confident.

"Look, see, this is my apprentice, my apprentice!"

"Senior brother, I understand that you are happy, but ...... But ......" the corners of Yandao's mouth twitched slightly, "can you touch your beard?" ”

"I don't have a beard!"

How is this so plausible!!

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"Penglai is a thousand zhang, the son of the owner of Penglai Island. Come and teach! ”

"Stay in Donghua for a long time, Confucianism respects Fang...... Uh~ Can you stop talking so much nonsense! If you want to fight, you can fight! ”

Donghua's temper temper flared up again, and the violent energy of his whole body was like sword qi, cutting through the air and making a piercing hunting sound.

In an instant, a golden sword burst out from the roar and thunder of the sky!

This long sword was condensed from the Dry Gold Sword Qi, ten zhang long, and several feet wide, with endless thunder arcs entwined around it, crackling.

Although compared to the giant hand painted by Bai Zi, it can only be regarded as a golden needle. But this spell borrowed from heaven and earth still made the heads of the factions shine.

However, it is not so easy to solve the young island owner of Penglai in this way, although it is an aristocratic existence, but it is by no means a lonely nobleman without strength.

Since the day he was born, the ancestor of the Penglai Ni family was stolen by his grandfather from the nine heavens and clouds, spending five successes to steal the origin, hiding it in his flesh and blood, and even when he was feathered, he injected his purest power into his spiritual power, changing the purity of his skill little by little.

When he becomes an adult, he can try to refine the Nine Heavens Cloud Dissolved in his flesh and blood, and at this time, he can make up for the weakness of his innate qualifications that are not as good as peerless geniuses!

The body of the ancestor of the Ni family is equivalent to the condensation of the nine heavens and clouds, and it can be imagined that the power in his body is so strong! With this, he became the lord of Penglai.

The Nine Heavens is the mother of all thunders, although it is not thunder, it can restrain all the gods and thunders in the world.

And this is also passed down in the blood of the Ni family.

Although thousands of years have passed, the power of the Nine Heavens has also weakened a lot, and at the same time, because the current Ni Qianzhang vein is actually a side branch, the bloodline has dissipated.

But the ability to restrain the thunder method is still extremely strong!

Ni Qianzhang is indeed proud of the capital!

I saw that he didn't panic at all in the face of the flying Heaven-shattering Divine Sword, and opened his mouth to highlight a pure white cloud turned by the power of the clouds, which seemed to float slowly towards the golden sword, but in fact, there was a feeling of a thousand miles in an instant.

This is the origin of the Nine Heavens Clouds, and in the generation of Ni Qianzhang, the power in the body does not have much effect on the increase in qualifications. On the contrary, it was refined into a magic weapon of life, not only did it restrain the thunder and lightning, but it also had the ability to control the thunder and lightning to a certain extent.

Donghua's divine sword plunged headlong into the impenetrable white clouds, as if a stone sank into the sea.

"Haha...... Donghua, do you still dare to underestimate our Penglai disciples? ”

I had the upper hand, and Ni Qianzhang couldn't help laughing,

"I've never underestimated Penglai, it's you who underestimate me!"

"Whoosh......"

A golden light burst out from the white clouds, like a divine arrow shooting the sun, only to see a golden afterimage in the air, straight to Ni Qianzhang,

"Hiss......"

The first hideous wound instantly appeared on his face, and bright red blood kept gushing out.