Chapter 142: The Seven Styles of the Flower God The Fall of the Stars

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Mercy Xing suddenly spoke:

"Mr. Meng, your sword skills are really good, your palm power is also vicious enough, plus the arrangement here, I admit that you have the possibility of killing me, but if it's just like this, then my next blow will be your death!"

She resolutely dispersed the true qi of the body, the severe pain made her feel like she was about to go crazy, but she was unusually awake, she knew that she had less than thirty percent of the usual true yuan left, only enough for her to send a blow, and after this attack, she would not be able to leave here alive.

In Meng Yuan's eyes, this tired powerhouse, a pair of white hands were exuding a soft light, which was the expression of Ming Yugong gathered to the extreme.

"Flower God Seven Styles!"

The two palace masters of the Shifting Flower Palace have been thinking hard in recent years, summing up the essence of the martial arts of the two and condensing them into seven tricks, that is, because of these seven tricks, Invite Yue will not even take Yan Nantian in his eyes, which is the culmination of the martial arts of the Shifting Flower Palace.

When Meng Yuan got this secret book, he didn't put a lot of effort into it, he didn't expect to be able to do this set of kung fu in a short time, he just hoped that he could understand enough and find out the flaws in these seven moves.

But he failed, although these seven moves are not incomprehensible, but they are not what he can do with his current strength. All he could do was deal with it right.

He took a deep breath, and a red glow welled up on his somewhat pale face, as if he was drunk. The Ice Heart Condensation Technique and the Returning Hollow Heart Method were activated, maintaining a little spiritual immortality in the heart, and then all the internal forces in the whole body were raised. Yes, he has already launched the Drunken Golden Crow, and he wants to use the Drunken Golden Crow in the Dacheng state to find a glimmer of life under the Seven Styles of the Flower God.

"The surname Meng, do you know, it's your honor to see this set of kung fu." Lian Xing said hatefully: "But if you can force me to such a journey, you are also qualified to die under this Flower God Seven Style."

"Each other, each other." Meng Yuan fell to the opposite side of her, "The Shifting Flower Palace Master, as expected, is worthy of its reputation, if it is a fair competition, I am definitely not your opponent, but unfortunately, now your remaining internal strength is less than three percent, since this is the case, I will let you see, my Jinwumen's town gate is unlearned." ”

This pair of enemies of life and death, the four eyes were firmly sucked together, and they were fully instilled to adjust their essence and spirit, which was the last moment of life and death, and everyone came up with a trick to press the bottom of the box.

Meng Yuan's hands were rummaging in front of his chest, like a child, playing, like juggling, and like magic, this action gradually spread to every inch of his body, and his entire body was blurred.

The seven-colored pillar of light behind him suddenly cracked, and in the eyes of the star, Mr. Dream seemed to have turned into thousands of distorted afterimages, occupying half of the hall.

"You're dying." Lianxing sneered, although Mr. Meng's martial arts were weird, she had twelve points of confidence in the trick she was going to use next.

A red cloud appeared on her face, and her eyes flowed, like a girl in spring, and like a peach blossom in March. Gently opened her lips and sang in a low voice, like a poem, and like a small order.

In March, the peach blossoms are extraordinarily beautiful, and the red leaves are green and intoxicating.

The white snow and delicate flowers in spring shine through the green jade cold in the world.

In order to give full play to the power of the move, the founder usually uses a poem or a small order to condense the spirit, so that the caster can fully understand the artistic conception when making the move, and even let his mind be completely immersed in this artistic conception.

The seven styles of the flower god of the palace master of the flower transfer palace selected seven kinds of flowers such as plum, orchid, lotus, peach, chrysanthemum, cinnamon, and peony, and each created a powerful trick, and the peach blossom style used by the star at this time was one of them.

On the ground that has been burned red by the earth's fire, the figure of the pity star is as soft as pink petals, bright as the clouds on the horizon, sweat and blood, dripping on the ground, burning into a ball of flames, her light lotus arms, with a faint dark fragrance, make people intoxicated and reluctant to wake up, endless warmth, like thousands of soft silk, into the sky of red glow.

Meng Yuan didn't look intoxicated at all, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and at the moment when Pixing made a move, he slammed into it, with thousands of afterimages.

"Mirage of the Drunken Golden Crow"

With the blessing of the Seven Light Position, the power of this move has increased several times, and it is an offensive like an angry tide, sweeping through.

Rocks and clouds collapsed, waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.

Meng Yuan's powerful moves, but he couldn't break through the seemingly weak peach forest of Lianxing, and the slender body turned into a cloud was stronger than the hardest reef.

Meng Yuan didn't stop, because he couldn't stop, he knew that as long as he stopped, he would be swallowed up by this peach forest, and the cold sweat the size of a bean covered his forehead.

"No matter this battle, Pixing is dead, but even so, she still did what she wanted to do, and I, what am I still hesitating about, what am I still keeping, am I really not as good as such a desperate woman except for intrigues?"

Meng Yuan suddenly opened his mouth and let out a roar, and surging internal force poured out from his body, and the fiery internal breath seemed to be covered with a layer of glass-colored flames on his body.

Jinwu Yanyang ** Level 4.

Under such pressure, his mental method finally broke through again and entered the 4th layer, which was a kind of unbridled struggle and wildness, like ten golden birds, soaring in the air, laughing.

At the beginning of the golden crow, Zhu Hui scattered the green glow.

**Can't see it with chaotic eyes, shining on thousands of trees like a pile.

Drunken Golden Crow Final Style--- Golden Crow!

Meng Yuan jumped up like that, squeezed hard, and the wings behind him spread out, like a golden giant bird, his hands and feet were as fast as **, making a hissing sound of breaking through the air.

Desperate, helpless, blazing, wild, Meng Yuan's whole face, his entire body was distorted at this moment, he had indulged himself and completely entered the artistic conception of the fall of the Golden Crow.

The fiery inner breath circulated in the body, and the inside of the two lungs seemed to contain not air, but scorching magma, squeezing their potential. Just an inch, a minute, the distance between the two people finally reached less than two feet.

"Qiang" almost subconsciously, Meng Yuan's left hand drew an arc, and the handle of the knife on his shoulder was already held in his right hand.

He just fell straight and straight.

"Drunken Sunset"

The remnants of the sky suddenly dispersed, no, it was not scattered, but a thousand images were one, and with this knife fell.

The blood light suddenly rose, and in the bleak blood light, a pale hand could be pressed on the top of Meng Yuan.

Almost as a ghost, one palm flipped up and greeted him.

"Eagle Wing Gong" as well

"A flash in the golden crow"

"Golden Crow Knife Finale ---- Golden Crow Flash"

Meng Yuan lay on the ground, and the glass-colored inner breath disappeared.

No, it's not dissipating, it's sinking back into the body.

"Drunken Golden Crow Great Perfection, Golden Crow Nirvana!"

When the drunken golden crow reached the 10th level consummation, Meng Yuan comprehended the mystery of the transformation of life and death of the drunken golden crow, and finally brought out the true strength of the final form of the drunken golden crow, the golden crow, after using the golden crow, the remaining unexhausted internal breath was re-inhaled into the body, and a glimmer of life was maintained.

Lianxing was lying on the ground, looking at Meng Yuan with a pair of eyes that had lost their luster, and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow fell from her left shoulder, and the entire blade of the sword was submerged into her body.

At the last moment, the injuries on her shoulders and feet, after all, still affected her movements, but she was only slow for a moment, and she was not able to avoid Meng Yuan's drunken sunset. What made her even more desperate was that her near-death blow was actually blocked by Mr. Meng's sudden hand knife.

"I'm sorry." Meng Yuan squatted down and gently wiped the eyelids of Pixing, this intelligent and strong woman, although she was his enemy, this life-and-death battle was enough to win his respect.

The defeat of the mercy star is by no means a crime of war, but forced by the current situation, and it has to be so. Although Mr. Dream won, the victory was really disgraceful, and the danger of this battle could be said to be the most since he was reborn. With his martial arts at this time, when he occupies the sky, the location, the people, and is still slightly inferior to the pity star who has less than forty percent of the internal strength, if it weren't for the fact that he was between life and death, he was inspired by the fighting spirit of the mercy star, comprehended the mentality of life and death, and broke through himself, he would even die in front of the mercy star.

Meng Yuan gently brushed the clothes on his body, and his outer coat shredded off, revealing the clothes inside, and on top of the Ice Heart Silkworm Clothes, there was also a strange night clothes.

"Asbestos Nightwear"

It was with this garment that he was able to withstand the heat of the ground, and as for the coat, it had long since turned to ashes.

(Meng Yuan kills Pian Xing, rewards two prefecture-level fate episodes, and 4,000 Jing Yuan points.)

When the Golden Black Knife Method reaches level 10, it rewards 1500 Jing Yuan points and 1 Xuan-level fate plot.

The eagle wing gong reached level 9 and entered the bottleneck. )

His golden black knife method finally broke through, reached the full level, and also mastered the last style of the golden black knife method, the golden crow appeared, this move is said to be a move, in fact, it is a kind of artistic conception, the requirement is to reach the golden black knife method to the extreme, to do the heart, to the hand, to the knife, as long as the mind moves, the knife will appear where it should be.

But Meng Yuan felt that the biggest gain was that he finally understood what a real martial artist was, all along, he had relied on his own intelligence, and his own strength had fallen behind slightly, especially as a martial artist's state of mind, there was still a lot of room for improvement.

However, you can't have both, as a wise man, what you want is an outstanding overall situation and layout ability, as well as excellent on-the-spot deployment and command ability, which is obviously the sharp knife of the team at the same time as him, and the impact on the path of martial arts is conflicting, so he chose Su Ying, with Su Ying's ability, he can play the role of his doppelganger, and even surpass it.

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