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The man snorted, her voice was cold and crisp, it was clearly a woman, she stomped on the ground under her feet, her body retreated sharply like an arrow for more than three feet, and she took a deep breath in her mouth while retreating, and when the bones of her whole body were neutral, she made a slight crackling sound when the bones of her whole body were neutral, like fried beans, the sound did not stop, she stopped and sat on the horse, her left hand seemed to be pushed out slowly and quickly, and a strong and fierce hot palm force slapped over. To read the latest chapters of the book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn's Novels

"Emei Jiuyang Gong, the Buddha's light shines!"

This palm is Emei's mastery, called "Buddha's light shines". Any palm swordsmanship is always a continuous set, more than hundreds of moves, at least three or five styles, but no matter three or five styles, there must be changes in each style, and one style is worth a few moves or even more than ten moves. However, this "Buddha's light shines" palm method is only one move, and there is no other change in this move, a move is shot, whether it is hitting the enemy's chest, vest, shoulder, or face, the move is plain and bland, unchanged, and its power is all based on the Emei school Jiuyang Gong. With one palm, the enemy is unstoppable and unavoidable.

"It turned out to be Emei's family, but the exterminator is too close, how can he help me?"

Seeing the origin of the other party's move, Meng Yuan sneered, did not dodge or dodge, and sealed the front of his right palm.

With both palms crossed, the woman only felt like a palm into the fire, and the other party's blazing magma-like internal force went up along the palm of the palm, rushing away her internal force like boiling soup and pouring snow, all the way up, and couldn't help but let out a painful scream.

Meng Yuan didn't mean to show mercy to his subordinates, his body retreated and entered, and then a bat roared in his mouth, his left hand fluttered up, like a bat followed closely, this drunken bat is the killing move of Bule Island, divided into positive and negative, the internal force of the Yanyang of the mutation of the wedding dress is one of the most fierce and blazing internal skills in the world, although this woman's martial arts are high, but I don't know how powerful he is, and rashly slapped him with a palm, and suffered a big loss.

"Sizzle"

At the time of the woman's life and death, a slight sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded in the air, Meng Yuan was startled, a harrier turned over, dodged away, in front of him, there was a small hole in the ground, only to see the figure flashing, a person rushed in, his fingers moved again and again, and a wisp of sharp finger force like a sword continued to stab over, the finger force was extremely sharp, and several fingers in succession forced Meng Yuan away from the woman. The person who saved the woman appeared in his form, but it was a handsome Confucian in Tsing Yi, who stood in front of the woman, looking at Meng Yuan and glaring angrily.

"Dali Duan's --------- Six-Vein Divine Sword, hum, it's so powerful." Looking at the shot of this Confucian in Tsing Yi, Meng Yuan suddenly remembered an extremely powerful kung fu, and used Qingyin to suppress his voice a lot older, and said coldly.

"I was just relieved, but when I came back, I didn't expect to meet a big fish, Your Excellency immediately knew the name of the Six Veins Divine Sword, and it should be a person in the Illusory Realm." The Confucian index finger was slightly bent, raised to his waist, and said carefully.

"The six-vein divine sword is so famous, but it's a pity that although this martial art is good, it also depends on who uses it, although Duan Yu got this mastery back then, he didn't use it well, I don't know how much ability you have to get him. As for who is the hunter and who is the hunter, let's see the real chapter under the hands. Meng Yuan said angrily, his body suddenly unfolded, like a bird of prey opened its wings, revealing its sharp claws, he took a step forward, this sudden step, actually stepped directly into the place where the Confucian was within reach, and his left hand swung out, sharp as a knife, and slashed at the throat of the Confucian Sheng.

"Watch out for the power of his palms." The woman had just suffered a big loss under Meng Yuan, and she knew that his internal skills were strange, so she hurriedly reminded her companion.

When the Confucian scholar heard this, his wrist turned like a trick, and there was an extra one-foot-long judge's pen in his hand, and the tip of the pen pointed to the Shenmen acupoint of Mengyuan's left wrist.

"Others are afraid of you, but the old man is not afraid." Meng Yuan snorted, but he didn't dodge or dodge, let it hit, and at the same time his left hand pecked at the other party's tiger's mouth, and his right hand suddenly pointed out, like a needle, pointing directly at the opponent's eyebrows.

"Broken gold finger ---- Dinghaishen needle!"

Meng Yuan's fighting style from the Bule Island lineage has always been ruthless and vicious, that is, he is fighting for the middle and upper strokes, and he has to kill the other party first, and then he passed on the Dinghai Needle from Hai Wuyan is an extremely vicious kung fu, as long as it is hit by the acupoint, it will explode the bloodline and die.

Confucius raised his left hand quickly, his little finger bent, and pointed at Meng Yuan, it was the Shaoze Sword in the Six Veins Divine Sword, the two fingers were against each other, and only a bone sound was heard, Confucian Sheng's face changed greatly, and he flashed away with a mysterious step under his feet, using the famous Ling Bo micro step.

Meng Yuan sneered and melted the judge's pen in his hand into a ball of scrap iron in front of the two of them, he can move acupoints, and practice eagle wing skills, his arms are stronger than fine iron, and he was hit by the power of the Confucian Yang Finger, but he was slightly sour, but he took the opportunity to borrow things to pass on the gong, and passed a wisp of Yanyang True Qi unceremoniously, and the Confucian was distracted and used for two purposes, and he took away all the weapons.

Seeing that her companion was at a loss, the woman endured the pain and helped her, the sword light was ruthless, and the sword did not leave the key point of Mengyuan.

"Ling Bo Weibu, you're not the only one." Meng Yuan said, his body swayed, and he also took the same step, dodging the sharp blade. The same Ling Bo micro-step, which Confucianism used, gave people the feeling of being tepid, as if they were strolling in the courtyard, but Mengyuan came, but it was like a ghost, and his feet did not touch the ground.

With the help of his companions, the Confucian first waved his hand and shot a snake flame arrow, a ray of blue light piercing the sky. Immediately, the index finger of the right hand was connected to the void, and there was a slight sound of breaking the wind. He cooperated with the woman quite tacitly, the sword breath roared, the slightest sound, the long sword in the woman's hand was even sharper, she changed a set of swordsmanship at this time, the sword light was dense, such as a dome illuminating their own door, the tip of the sword faintly spit out an inch of edge, although Meng Yuan had the silkworm treasure to protect the body, he did not dare to be rashly stabbed by the light on her sword. I wanted to use internal force to split the empty palm, but I heard a slight footstep from a hundred steps away, and knew that the opponent's reinforcements had arrived, so my figure flashed and jumped out of the circle.

"There are many of you, the old man is not accompanied, today you are the first step, but the future is long, I hope you will always have this luck." Meng Yuan dropped a sentence, carried a hundred birds, and brought up an afterimage in the air, like a big crane, and disappeared into the darkness. The woman was about to chase after her, but was stopped by Confucius.

"Tianquan, Tianji, what's going on, you want to ask for help urgently?" The three people who came at a gallop were Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Shaoguang.

"It's a shame to say, just now here, we met people from the Phantom Domain team, and I teamed up with Dimensity to take advantage. Even the judge's pen that played with huàn this time was reimbursed. Tianquan showed a wry smile, took out two tubes of medicine, and handed them to Tianji.

"What, how many people are there?" Kaiyang said in surprise.

"One." Tianji said coldly, she applied the tube of ointment to her left hand, and a few people saw that her palm, which was originally as white as jade, seemed to have been splashed with boiling oil, her skin was scorched, and there were several large blisters.

"What's going on, Brother Tianquan, what kind of martial arts is this?" Yu Heng said in surprise.

"I don't know, it should be a very powerful positive martial art." Tianquan spread out his right hand, and in his palm, it was also a scorch mark, but it was much shallower than Tianji. It was injured by the dream abyss.

"Could it be Jiuyang Divine Skill?" Shake Light frowned and asked.

"No, I have fought with people who have strengthened Jiuyang Divine Skill before, and it gives me the feeling of reading water, although it is full of yang energy, but it is magnificent and righteous, and today this person's internal strength is as hot as magma, full of violent fire, but it is a bit like the flame knife of the Great Ming King, but it is more domineering." Tianquan thought about it and shook his head

He finished applying medicine to his burned palm, took out two more, and fixed the little finger of his left hand.

"This person knows how to do kung fu, I used the Shaoze sword to point at him, and then used a yang book to point at his Shenmen acupoint, as a result, my little finger was broken on the spot, and he didn't seem to have anything. I really didn't expect there to be such a powerful master in the Phantom Domain team, we seem to be underestimating them. ”

This is the intention of Mengyuan to rarely appreciate the martial arts in Jin Yong's works, the martial arts in Jin Yong's works are too famous, and in the eyes of a character like him, he can guess the origin of the other party and find out the countermeasures in time, but his martial arts are much weirder. People who don't have a deep understanding of martial arts novels can't tell which school of martial arts he is using. In this way, even if the evaluation of both parties is similar, but he knows the other party's martial arts well, and the other party knows nothing about his martial arts, of course, he takes an absolute advantage.

Mengyuan did not stay away, but went and returned, the scene of the meeting of these five people, he saw it in his eyes, he wanted to follow them to the residence, he didn't want the young girl Yuheng and Tianquan, Tianji and the three of them to go together, and Shaoguang and Kaiyang walked together, he followed the three to his residence, another inn in the city, but did not find any trace of Lin Zhennan and his wife, so he had to return in a huff.

returned to the Four Seas Restaurant, went to Wang Chaoqun to change out of the night clothes and veil, only to find that there was a slight stinging pain on his face, took a bronze mirror and looked at it, and scratched a shallow cut in the place where he was leaning on his chin. I knew that this was caused by the sharpness of the woman's sword when I went out, but the sword was so sharp that Meng Yuan was cut through his skin, and he didn't feel hurt.

"The Heavenly Sword really lives up to its reputation."

Now that she knew that the woman codenamed Tianji was using the martial arts of the Emei faction, the origin of the extremely sharp long sword in her hand was naturally about to come out.

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