The corners of Luo Yi's lips were slightly hooked, and his fists were clenched and he was a little eager to try.

The cold snow drifted away, as if covering a thick curtain for a side of heaven and earth. Yan Wuyi was blown away by a palm, and when he stood still, he realized that he was forced into a corner by Lian Que again, and the surge of qi and blood made him tremble all over, and his teeth couldn't stop shivering.

Martial artists are not afraid of coldness, but with the increase of cultivation, the aura naturally flows into a gang to resist cold attacks and poisons, and everyone is only the realm of opening up the seven knots of martial arts foundation, and compared with ordinary people, it is only a little better.

"Fight!"

As if he had made up his mind, Yan Wuyi frantically urged his spiritual power to operate, and a little indifferent light was like a bright lamp in the night, overflowing his whole body as his gestures flew and he stepped on the wind.

The overload of spiritual power had already caused Yan Wuyi to bleed, and his left ear seemed to be deaf, causing great inconvenience to the upcoming confrontation, and the situation in his body was getting worse and worse.

"Huh, not dead yet!"

Lian Que's originally somewhat proud face suddenly became wonderful, sometimes iron-blue, sometimes resentful, and he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

This type of six-fold cloud moving mountain and river collapse, at least has the power of nearly a thousand catties, the power of the tiger and wolf to pounce, and it is also even the lack of pressure at the bottom of the box, originally intended to be used to defend against the enemy in this year's Fenghua martial arts test, but now it is actually used against a stupid boy.

The most hateful thing is that such a terrifying palm did not completely knock Yan Wuyi down.

"Lao Tzu will give you a good time!"

Lian Que roared angrily, and although the spiritual power of the seven apertures was close to exhaustion, he could also blast out the second palm with all his strength to attract the power of his whole body:

Sixfold Sky Movement Wind Thunder Split!

Even the lack is also some talent, the seven apertures are cultivated into wind and thunder cracks, this family's combat skills have an extraordinary grade, and I don't know how many resources it will cost to cultivate threefold.

For a while, the color of the surroundings changed, and Lian Que burned the essence and blood in his body fiercely, and his palms were sealed, and there was a thunder hidden movement, and the cold wind intensified!

Although he is only a seven-trick martial artist, even if he uses this palm, he also has a powerful body, only to see him with his hair scattered, and his anger rushes into the sky, like a demon from the night, towards Yan Wuyi devouring.

"Phew, I'm afraid you won't make it?"

Yan Wuyi quenched a mouthful of blood, and was also beaten out of anger, his body flew up like a lonely vulture, and his steps were a little smart, raising the snow and flying, and the cold air dissipated.

"There is no trace of the lonely shadow, and there is no trace of the Dharma body!"

The second trick of the vulture style is that Yan Wuyi relied on to escape for his life, and suddenly swam like a snake and a fish, and staggered in the corner of the narrow courtyard, and suddenly leaped up, showing a condescending trend.

This move is also extremely ingenious, and the pure martial arts exercises move with strength, and the steps are also as fast as the wind.

Lian Que saw that the situation was not good, and when his palm approached Yan Wuyi's face, the other party actually jumped up with a wrong step, and a burst of spiritual power splashed snow and danced, and he actually pounced.

But this wind and thunder cracking palm is so fierce, seeing that between the palms of his hands, in the shape of a palm knife, it is slashing upwards!

said that it was too late, it was tight at that time, and when Yan Wuyi was unable to support his fall, he saw Lian Que ruthlessly changing his tricks, and he felt aggrieved in his heart, and he was weak and bullied.

Only one more move from him, the energy and spiritual power that had already been ready to be launched shot straight down!

"Bang ......"

The clapping of palms together made a dull sound, and the snow and fog were shaking, and the light exploded.

The power of the terrifying spiritual power backlash caused Yan Wuyi Humen to tear apart, qi and blood gushing, the decline became more and more obvious, and the damage to the meridians became more and more serious.

"I still underestimate the power of the Seven Martial Arts. ”

Yan Wuyi's thoughts flashed, and he fell to the ground fiercely, and his spiritual power was exhausted, and he could no longer support him to resist the enemy with his strength.

Within one day, I had the opportunity to get through the three tricks, and I had no regrets about fighting with the seven-trick martial artists for so long.

"Huh?"

Just as Yan Wuyi turned over and struggled to support, the eyes covered by blood crossed a trace of cunning, and the snow mist where the two palms met, and even the missing face swept with a wicked smile and swept across with his palms, striking with a wave of anger and overflowing spiritual power.

"Dog, I see what you are doing with me!" Lian Que scolded, although Yan Wuyi was blasted away, but there was snow and fog to hide, and the sound of bursting qi confused the public, and Yan Wuyi's location could not be found for a while.

Such a violent palm finally made Yan Wuyi suffer, and Lian Que couldn't help but be proud.

Yan Wuyi tried his luck to suppress the chaos in his body without success, and found an excellent opportunity, ready to make a last fight.

The bombardment of the two of them shook up the thick snow in the courtyard at the previous moment, coupled with the cover of the night, although Yan Wuyi was seriously injured by a punch, he couldn't figure out Yan Wuyi's position, and then his fists and palms joined together, and he hit the Dao spiritual power to disperse the snow mist.

"Dog thing, Lao Tzu and you will never die!"

Yan Wuyi made a decisive decision, clenched his blood-stained fist, endured the severe pain all over his body, and made a move to return to the vulture style without a trace, like a phantom towards the place where Lian Que was.

Its figure is fast, just two breaths away from three feet, less than five steps away from Lian Gap!

At the risk of being blown away by the chaotic fist, Yan Wuyi condensed his left fist with all his last strength, and where his eyes stared, it was Lian Missing's head.

No one expected Yan Wuyi's final counterattack to come so quickly without the slightest hesitation.

The three of Luo Yi, who were playfully looking at the battle circle, were still immersed in the scene of the previous palms meeting, Yan Wuyi was embarrassed by the heavy blow and was ruthlessly swept away, and they never thought that the next one would come so violently!

"Ahh

There was no time to remind Lian Que of Lian Que, and a terrible scream suddenly came from the vast snow and mist, and in an instant, a burst of blood mist floated up.

"Not good!"

Luo Yi felt bad, so that the spirit trick rushed forward like a ghost, the wind in his sleeve scattered the snow mist, and he grabbed Lian Missing, and suddenly retreated like an eagle in the sea.

At this time, Lian Que no longer regained his previous pride, his hands covered the face door that was punched by a punch, and the blood kept flowing, and the pain was unbearable.

When the snow and mist dissipated, and five zhang away, Yan Wuyi, who had no more strength, sat on the ground, and the black blood overflowed from his mouth, but he couldn't see the slightest pain, but showed a terrifying and weird smile.

Yan Wuyi punched at the edge of danger, and hundreds of catties of huge force slammed into the place where Lian Ran was missing, and the latter was seriously injured even if he was a seven-trick martial artist, without the slightest defense.

It was like a dream to get through the three tricks in a daze, and I never thought that the first battle after stepping into the path of cultivation would come so quickly and so tragically.

"Boy, you've Ben less. ”

Luo Yi's face was extremely cold and angry. I thought that even if Yan Wu's easily reversible attack was defeated, it would not cause too serious consequences, but this is exactly what happened.

There are some forces in this Changxia City, and if Lian Que falls into a serious illness, he will not be able to get out of it, and he will cause trouble.

Thinking of this, he took out the silver long sword on his waist with his mind, and wanted to kill Yan Wuyi with his own hands.

The sword momentum seems to fly straight down, and the blade can break the snow.

Luo Yi took out the sword very quickly, and neither of the black-robed young men beside him could see his sword path trajectory clearly, but the silver light flashed, and his body moved with the shadow to take Yan Wuyi's throat.

Yan Wuyi's smile gradually disappeared, but he had no choice but to face the approach of death calmly.

"It's a pity, I, Yan Wuyi, am going to die in the hands of a few miscellaneous people......"

As if lamenting, he was extremely calm at the moment, as if the momentum of the sword had nothing to do with him.

In troubled times, it is better to die calmly than to live a lonely life, but when I think of the young and uncared for, what kind of situation will I fall into after I die, the heart is like a dead heart with ripples.

"Lao Tzu is unwilling!"

Fucking calmly, Yan Wuyi wiped the blood monster from the corner of his mouth and roared: "Even if you die, Lao Tzu will splash your blood." ”

I don't know where the strength came from, the weak legs actually supported him to stagger to his feet, and suddenly rushed towards Luo Yi, who came with a sword!