The cold moon was silent.

Here, Li Jing and others are in a hurry to find a famous doctor to treat Li Shimin's injuries, and on the outskirts of Luoyang, the square of Jingnian Zen Temple is also fighting hotly at the moment.

"Ah......h

A sharp cry suddenly resounded through the sky, shaking everyone's ears numb, and their blood was churning, almost going mad.

The change was born suddenly, and everyone in the audience was unexpected, and they were hit one after another, they never thought that a scream from the queen of the yin would be so powerful.

At this moment, Lu Wuchen was entangled with those monks, and the blow of the Yin Queen made his mind a little dizzy, but the true qi in his body was extremely powerful, and he breathed the true qi, and calmed down the blood and qi, but at this time he knew how powerful Zhu Yuyan's martial arts were.

The sharp cry was like the howling of the wind of a storm, and the angry dragon swept around, surrounding everyone to concentrate and calm down, but there were many fantasies in their minds, they knew that it must be Zhu Yuyan's hands and feet, but they were helpless.

The screams continued, and everyone in the audience had a terrible feeling of being in the heart of the storm, cold all over their bodies, unsteady in their steps, and they had to have supreme will to barely maintain their balance.

Such a magic skill is indeed unheard of.

Fan Qinghui guarded the mourning platform, secretly surprised in his heart, it seemed that Zhu Yuyan had put a lot of effort over the years, suddenly, a huge wave rushed towards him like a beast, Fan Qinghui felt that this time it was not an illusion, but Zhu Yuyan took advantage of the moment when their minds were controlled, and launched a surprise attack.

Although there were bursts of magic sounds in his ears, confusing people's minds, Fan Qinghui's mind was immersed in the sword heart of Gujing Wubo. No sorrow, no joy. No worries, no complaints. The whole world is like the moon in the water, extremely clear, and there is no omission of what is happening around the body.

"Demon girl, do you only have such a little ability?"

Fan Qinghui snorted coldly, shook his wrist, and slashed out the long sword, slashing towards the core of the "giant wave" that was overwhelming in front of him.

The huge wave suddenly turned into an unfathomable whirlpool, pulling Fan Qinghui into it.

Heavenly Mana Field!

Years later, I felt the trick again. Fan Qinghui didn't have the slightest underestimate in her heart, and with a cold snort, the raging magic sound in her ear drum had subsided, but it was obvious that she had lost the opportunity.

Under the induction of the qi machine, Fan Qinghui screamed, shook the long sword, and the true qi was infused, and the divine weapon in his hand emitted a dazzling brilliance like the sun, and bursts of sword qi surged out, competing with the position of the heavenly demon. The divine soldiers chanted, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds were recited. Like a morning bell and a dusk drum, the crowd who were still immersed in the magic sound woke up.

"The evil demon is only going to be like this, can it defeat me? I was able to beat you then, and I can beat you today! ”

With a coquettish sound, the sword light appeared, and Fan Qinghui's body method was rushed to the extreme, and everyone only saw a white shadow flashing by, and then pounced on Zhu Yuyan, countless sword shadows overlapped in mid-air, and finally formed a sword light that was more than three feet long, and slashed towards Zhu Yuyan fiercely.

A frost and snow, a beautiful jade hand poked out from the spacious sleeve of the robe, and the slender and graceful jade fingers made mysterious and complex movements in the night space.

The Heavenly Magic Force Field stirred the surrounding air, forming a whirling cyclone in mid-air, forming a dense wall of qi in front of Zhu Yuyan.

Lu Wuchen, who was standing on the side, suppressed the three monks very easily, and still had the strength to watch the two women who were afraid to be the most powerful in the rivers and lakes fighting, and when he saw Zhu Yuyantian using the magic force field, he secretly muttered in his heart: "It is worthy of being the queen of yin, this day the magic force field is used so lightly!" ”

If Wan Wan is an unfathomable pool, then Zhu Yuyan is the boundless sea, and Zhu Yuyan's heavenly magic force field is used so freely and omnipotently, and it has reached the realm of supernatural transformation.

is worthy of being the queen of the yin of the "first person in the Demon Gate"!

The dazzling sword qi slashed fiercely on the qi wall, the arc sparks appeared, the stars were dotted, and suddenly a sharp explosion sound rushed straight into the sky, one after another heavy qi waves swept in, and those who did not have enough skills on the field had retreated again and again, and the stone slabs paved on the ground were rolled up by this wave of qi one after another, throwing them in all directions.

Lu Wuchen and the others showed their magic powers, smashing the flying stone slabs, and at this time, Zhu Yuyan and Fan Qinghui had each attacked more than 100 moves, like a butterfly wearing flowers, dazzling others, the two of them were not relaxed in their hands, and their mouths were even more vicious, and they couldn't see that the two were first-class masters of martial arts masters.

"Fan Qinghui, when you killed Bi Xiuxin, are you afraid that she will come back to seek revenge in your dreams at night?" Zhu Yuyan said coldly, she knew what happened back then, and most of the things between Bixiuxin and Shi Zhixuan were caused by Fan Qinghui, and the two of them were both teachers, and it was ashamed to think that Fan Qinghui would come to them.

"If it weren't for you, she wouldn't have wanted to kill Shi Qingxuan back then!"

This sound was transmitted to Zhu Yuyan's ears with special exercises, which shocked Fan Qinghui's heart, although it trembled slightly, but it was for Zhu Yuyan to find out, the corners of her mouth couldn't help showing a sneer, and she shouted: "You are jealous of her outstanding talent, and you even hate her for resolving a big demon in the martial arts, and you can't wait to put her to death!" You are so vicious, a hundred times more vicious than the people of our Holy Gate! ”

"Pity the same teacher, but I didn't expect that there is such a vicious senior sister as you, and Bixiu's heart will definitely curse you under the nine springs......"

"When Song Que abandoned you back then, he knew that you were a femme fatale......"

"Back then, Bi Xiuxin looked for you to take revenge......"

“……”

All kinds of words hit Fan Qinghui's heart fiercely, the two have been fighting for I don't know how many years, and they both know each other's details very well, and these words made her sword heart be broken.

"Get out of here!"

Fan Qinghui still had the look of the ancient well without waves on his face, his face was pale, he was sweating profusely, and the long sword in his hand suddenly slashed out a heavy sword shadow.

"I knew why I had to do it today!"

A soft and pleasant sigh sounded in Fan Qinghui's ears, and she suddenly woke up, and when she knew that something was wrong, a vague demonic energy had already slammed into the tail of her sword qi and attacked the meridians of her right hand holding the sword.

Fan Qinghui trembled, and that feminine energy had already attacked her meridians, making her chest churn. And what made Fan Qinghui even more distressed was that his heart trembled. It seems to be a boundless sad wind howling. The devil cried and howled. And the fear hidden in the heart is infinitely magnified.

The beautiful woman in the Taoist robe was standing in front of her, with a look of fear in her eyes, as if she was questioning or resentful.

Bixiu heart!

"After all these years, have you finally found it?" Fan Qinghui muttered to herself.

On the other side of the square, Concubine Xuan, who was dueling with Bai Qing'er, had already seen that Fan Qinghui was in an inappropriate state at this time. She was in a hurry, and the sword heart that was guarding the spiritual platform suddenly had a flaw, and Bai Qing'er followed this moment to attack, and the little hand that deceived the frost and snow picked up the Sekong sword, and the small hand was gently imprinted on her body.

The strength was exhaled, and the concubine was injured when she was on the board, she came to her senses, flew out upside down with this energy, and shouted sharply: "Master! ”

"Master......"

Fan Qinghui's body was shocked, and the feminine energy had already invaded the meridians. She hurriedly activated her true qi to drive away that energy.

The two true energies met at the shoulder well.

Zhu Yuyan's Heavenly Demon Jin was scattered by most of it. But there was still a swimming energy that turned into a sharp needle, attacking Fan Qinghui's body, making her almost vomit blood.

"I'll give you back that blow!" Zhu Yuyan snorted, the jade hand retracted into her sleeve, and greeted Fan Qinghui smoothly, brushing the left and right sleeves, and pumping heavily on Fan Qinghui's weapon. This seemingly easy pair of water cloud sleeves was like a bird flying and a fish falling in the eyes of others, and there was no trace to be found, and it hit the long sword of Fan Qinghui at once.

"Boom!"

The sound of gold and stone came like a wave of the sea, stirring up waves of qi.

"Poof!"

Heavy energy surged, Fan Qinghui just wanted to disperse the invading energy, but when the old energy was not exhausted and the new power had arrived, the true qi could no longer enter an inch, and a mouthful of blood coughed out, and a more dangerous attack came leisurely.

In the water sleeves, the slender jade hands are as tender as a baby, so beautiful that the heavens and the earth are also overshadowed, and the slender ones fall on the long sword in front of Fan Qinghui as if stepping on the snow without a trace.

With a flick, the long sword shook, and a sound of gold and stone sounded sharp like a ghost.

Fan Qinghui only felt a burst of feminine energy piercing into the meridians like the tip of a needle, making her true qi collapse immediately, and under the churning of blood and qi, a mouthful of blood coughed up, almost going mad.

With a flick, the strength is secretly exhaled, and the true qi reverses the previous feminine trend, becoming very fierce, as if the river roaring eastward and pouring down, Zhu Yuyan's martial arts have been superb, and the Heavenly Demon Dafa is originally feminine and powerful, but when it is cultivated to the extreme, it is yin and yang, and yin and yang are combined.

Fan Qinghui's face changed, suddenly pale, and he screamed angrily, and his voice was full of anger: "Demon girl, I could defeat you thirty years ago, and I can still beat you today!" ”

Zhu Yuyan seemed to hear a shocking joke, and laughed with flowers, her smile was like a flower, she was absolutely beautiful, and this smile was even more overwhelming, "Win me?" Thirty years ago, I was wounded and wounded, you were still narrowly defeated, today my martial arts are better than that day, how do you beat me, and why do you beat me? ”

The energy in his palm was spit out, and all the strength of Fan Qinghui's counterattack was defeated, and the strength was like a heavy wave, coming continuously, and the dark energy was superimposed, and the power was even more devastating.

Fan Qinghui snorted, endured the pain in his chest, and shook his long sword backhand, and the sword light flashed, but it was already showing a trend of returning to the light.

The sword aura is majestic, Fan Qinghui gathers all his body strength to strike a blow, Zhu Yuyan takes its edge, and her body is like a feather, far away.

There is blood flowing out of Fan Qinghui's mouth and nose, and there is a fierce true qi in the body running around in the body, which makes her very uncomfortable, and the internal injuries are too serious to be repeated.

Fan Qinghui coughed up blood and was injured, but Zhu Yuyan chased after her, a pair of water sleeves fluttering, or like an eagle hitting the sky, or like a fish flying shallow bottom, or like a python spitting letters, or like an antelope hanging horns, or fists, or palms, or water sleeves whisking out, with thousands of attitudes, very ruthless.

Seeing this scene, Fan Qinghui guarded the door with a long sword, resisting Zhu Yuyan's stormy attack, although she was injured and coughed up blood, but at the moment of life and death, it made her throw away the fetters in her heart and defend wholeheartedly, and the sword heart was clear and flawless, which also made Zhu Yuyan helpless.

Not to mention how the two women fought, Lu Wuchen began to liven up his thoughts.

This night, many characters appeared one after another, starting with Ba Fenghan and Jun Yu and others leaving with serious injuries, and Fan Qinghui, the master of Cihang Jingzhai Zhai, was also injured, and Concubine Xuan was also injured on Bai Qing'er's hand at this time, and tonight was regarded as a small result.

Thinking in his heart, he suddenly turned out his right palm, heavy as a thousand pounds, and slapped it out with one palm, as slow as a snail, but the ungreedy monk in front of him felt that his body was completely enveloped by a strange energy, and his body was involuntarily pulled towards the young man in front of him.

How domineering the Northern Shengong was, completely blocking the space around the ungreedy monk, the force field was controlled by Lu Wuchen's qi machine in the periphery, and the terrifying pulling force reduced the threat of the enemy to a minimum.

The monk who is not greedy has nothing to do, just a punch out, he can see that the martial arts of the person in front of him are absolutely above him, this punch poured all his strength, and the end was broken gold and gravel.

"Peng!" The fists and palms intersected, and the energy flew horizontally.

The monk's whole body flew upside down, and the corners of his mouth kept coughing up blood.

"Thief! Fight with you! ”

Seeing that his brother was injured, the monk roared angrily, and the iron Zen staff was chopped off on his head. Although the monk and the monk did not speak, they also shot with all their might, and the three monks rushed towards the landing Wuchen.

Lu Wuchen punched out, although it was only a punch, but it was not afraid of the monk's continuous strength of the soft palm technique, the monk's fierce cane, and the monk's fierce fist method of not hating the monk's broken gold and gravel.

Lu Wuchen laughed, picked up a Zen stick on the ground with a toe pick, grabbed it in his hand, and his body flew up in the air like a roc, turning into an afterimage in mid-air, and rushed towards Fan Qinghui, who had already been defeated by Zhu Yuyan's talisman true qi.

"Fanqing Hui old nun, eat Lao Tzu's stick!"

There was a loud roar, and the sound shook everyone's ears numb. (To be continued......)