...... The two horses staggered, each galloping towards the other's camp. It's just that Yu Shanshan is still fluttering in white, light and idle. And Murong Ping, riding a horse, is already a little out of shape.

The Moon Cold Divine Skill is one of the most famous exercises in the Pan Continent. In the elegant and clear, there is a restrained and domineering. Its historical origin is enough to trace back to the era when human beings fought against the demon beasts of the world.

It's just that the Moon Cold Divine Skill is extremely picky about the qualifications of cultivators, and the identification is also very strict. Generally speaking, there are only a few new disciples in each generation of cultivators who practice the Moon Cold Divine Skill. In the end, one person will become the palace master of the Moon Cold Palace, while the rest will also become elders.

But no matter what, any person who cultivates the Moon Cold Divine Skill must be the best of the Moon Cold Palace.

"Hehe, Murong Wuyun, you call stealing chickens and rice. Cao Zhong laughed heartily: "If I guessed correctly, this girl should be one of the personal disciples of Leng Yuewu, the palace master of the Moon Cold Palace, Yu Shanshan." Although this Yu Shanshan is not well-known and has not yet made her official debut, she has been identified as one of the most qualified candidates to compete for the next palace master in today's Moon Cold Palace. Your family's ghost Murong Ping, although his strength is not bad, he is probably not the opponent of the Leng Yue Dance heir. ”

"Hmph, you're still laughing. Murong Wuyun's face was gloomy: "The Freedom Alliance is the territory of your Douqi Holy Land Immortal Palace, and the heirs of the Moon Cold Palace are arrogant and domineering here, don't you Immortal Palace feel that you have been slapped in the face?"

"Murong Wuyun, don't sow discord here. Cao Zhong smiled indifferently and said, "The alliance between our Immortal Palace and the Moon Cold Palace can be traced back to the Wild Beast Era, when the ancestors of our two families followed the Wing Emperor and fought side by side to kill demon beasts. What's more, the responsibility of our Douqi Holy Land is to maintain the prosperity and stability of mankind and prevent the invasion of beast tides, not to fight for power and profit. Your holy eagle lineage is not strong enough, and your vision is narrower. ”

"Hmph, it's better to say than to sing. Murong Wuyun pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "What about the Douqi Holy Land? It's not a human being? If it's a human being, there will be **, and if there is **, there will be fighting." My junior brother Murong Ping has good qualifications, he is a young eagle on our prairie, he has experienced many battles, and he has rich experience in fighting. may not lose to Yu Shanshan, who has not yet debuted. ”

"You're wrong again. Cao Zhong said with a smug face: "Do you think that the disciples of the Moon Han Palace will only work behind closed doors and practice at home? The mission of the Moon Cold Palace is to protect the northern frontier of the earth for the Wing Emperor and guard the Northern Ice Prison. As a result, every disciple of the Moon Cold Palace needs to undergo life and death training in the Northern Ice Prison and kill demon beasts to improve themselves. I look at this Yu Shanshan, her fighting spirit is full of superb spirit, and she is an old man with a gun law, and there must be countless demon beasts that died in her hands in the Beibing Prison. Murong Wuyun, if you don't believe it, and have confidence in your junior brother, we can make a bet. ”

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to pay attention to your appearance of loyalty, but in fact you are as deceitful as a fox. Murong Wuyun pursed his lips and turned around to ignore him. In fact, what Cao Zhong said is the common knowledge of people and animals in the pan-continent. Of course, he knew the responsibilities and obligations of the Douqi Holy Land.

This is also one of the reasons why the status of the Douqi Holy Land is so transcendent. In fact, if it weren't for the suppression of demon beasts by the Douqi Holy Land, the world would not have been so peaceful. Human beings have never reproduced in such tranquility.

While the two were talking, Yu Shanshan and Murong Ping had already made more than a dozen moves. Murong Ping, who was caught off guard and suffered a small loss at the beginning, immediately relied on his own experience to adjust his tactics after knowing the woman's origin and strength.

did not fight hard with it, but exerted the evil and treacherous trickery of the Netherworld Demon Skill, recruiting rescue, and even eliminating and fighting. After more than ten moves, he was beaten by him in a decent and equal manner.

In the Blood Wolf Army, the morale is also getting higher and higher, and they are cheering for the ghost Murong Ping.

Yu Shanshan's expression under the veil was indifferent, and there was a hint of surprise in her indifferent eyes. The ghost Murong Ping's power was somewhat unexpected to her. The netherworld demonic skills he cultivated were lingering and ghostly, like maggots attached to bones, dark and treacherous. Between the changes in tricks, when the fighting spirit advances and retreats, there are needles hidden in the cotton, which makes people unguardable.

Sure enough, as the master said, there are countless capable people and masters in the world, and you must not be complacent and proud because what you are cultivating is the magic of the world. It is necessary to always have a humble mentality, constantly absorb all kinds of combat experience, and temper oneself, so that it is possible to break through the shackles and step into the holy path.

Thinking of this, Yu Shanshan put away the pride in her heart, no longer underestimated this Murong Ping, and her mentality was calm and dignified. One move and one style, steady and steady, rigid with soft, soft with rigid, showing the dignified royal atmosphere.

"Good!"

When Yu Shanshan made a move to "capture the moon in the starry sky", it was elegant and refreshing, with a domineering spirit that was difficult to match. After forcing Murong Ping and his horse back three or four steps. Lei Qing couldn't help but applaud: "Good fight." ”

The rest of the generals and soldiers also roared in a high-pitched voice, the golden drums sounded in unison, and the sound shook into the sky, stirring. In a short battle, Yu Shanshan's fluttering and lightweight, but powerful posture was deeply imprinted in the hearts of many people. Although she knew that this woman had a great relationship with Lei Qing, she also saw that her eyes were shining one by one, and she couldn't take her eyes off it. People's riding battles are usually fought with blood and domineering, and the spirit is rampant.

But Yu Shanshan's every move, every style, and every action is light and elegant, and the fairy posture is curling. In the quiet, there is a power that is difficult to match.

"It's nothing, the action is delicate, take a gun or an embroidery needle?" Only Shen Tuxue was not convinced, and couldn't help muttering: "The heir of the Douqi Holy Land, nothing more than that, what's so great." What do you stinky men look at? What is so beautiful about this kind of delicate woman? Thorny roses like my mother are king. ”

"Dominatrix, I don't think you can eat grapes and say grapes are sour. Several good generals laughed and said: "Only then can people call real women, so as to attract the attention of men." Besides, you're not a thorny rose at all, you're just a poisonous trumpet flower. ”

"Okay, it's all rebellion, rebellion. Shen Tuxue trembled with anger, shook her soul chasing whip crackling, and said with a fierce face: "You all have itchy skin, don't you?

One by one, the generals hurriedly shrank their heads, how dare they look at her again? Just kidding, the dominatrix is furious, who dares to go head-on to ask for it is boring?

Shen Tuxue continued to watch the battle with a slight pride, and continued to pick the bones in the eggs with a critical eye.

...... In the shouting and cheering of both sides, the two sides have fought dozens of moves, and the two horses are circling around each other, you come and go, and the fight is very fierce.

Yu Shanshan has gradually adapted to Murong Ping's treacherous and changeable tricks, and in one move, she has fully demonstrated her demeanor, so that Murong Ping has almost no room for backhand.

But the more time came, the more everyone's hearts hung their throats. Victory is in sight, but someone uses trickery to backhand it, which has just happened. On the Iron Cavalry's side, no one wants to see each other again.

But on the other side of the Blood Wolf Army, while they were disappointed one by one, they thought that Murong Ping could create some miracles.

Sure enough, just when Yu Shanshan swept away Murong Ping's blade with a single shot, the Shattered Star Spear flashed and hit Murong Ping's shoulder. Murong Ping's eyes showed a sinister smile, and his left hand gripped the head of the Shattered Star Spear. He abandoned the gun with his right hand, raised his hand and threw it at Yu Shanshan.

Xiu Xiu Xiu ~ In the three sharp sounds that broke the air, several faint dark rays shot towards Yu Shanshan, who was close to Zhangyu, in the shape of a zigzag with full strength. He has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. As an assassin who studied the art of killers, head-to-head combat was not his forte. However, the tricks of the devil in the secret will be difficult to guard against.

Murong Ping knew that at the moment of victory, people often lost their vigilance. At this time, it is the best time to sneak attack and turn defeat into victory. What's more, this Yu Shanshan is soft-hearted, and just wants to stab herself in the shoulder and pick herself off the horse, instead of thinking about killing herself.

Woman, woman, your synonym is stupidity, and on the battlefield, you can't understand the simplest truth that being merciful to the enemy is cruel to yourself?

Murong Ping was laughing, laughing wildly and proudly. He was very confident in the darkness in his sleeve, and at such a close distance, he was caught off guard. Even if a gold-level powerhouse wants to dodge, it is extremely difficult, this is the so-called open gun is easy to dodge and dark arrow is difficult to defend.

Those dark rays are actually poisonous needles. The poison contained in it, even if a gold-level powerhouse is stabbed, its strength will be greatly reduced in a short period of time. When the time comes, it will be the time of Yu Shanshan's death.

Unexpectedly, although Yu Shanshan has not officially debuted, her fighting experience is not weak. Some time ago, I heard from the master that some people who practice the way of assassins like to use poisonous needles to sneak attack, and they must be guarded against. And before, when he witnessed Shen Tuxue's victory, he was overturned by tricks.

At this time, Yu Shanshan's mood was as cold as ice, and she had long been guarding against Murong Ping's sneak attack. As soon as he raised his hand, Yu Shanshan moved. The sleeve of his left hand was thrown away, drawing an elegant arc inward, and the cold and icy energy formed a white vortex, as if embracing a bright moon. actually used his sleeves to replace the soldiers, and showed a trick of "starry sky and moon".

The three poisonous needles were all absorbed by the ice vortex like the bright moon, and their sleeves shook slightly. The vortex reflected the poison needle back at a faster rate.

Aggressive, a few soft sounds. The poisonous needle pierced Murong Ping's black leather armor with a sharp needle tip, nailing into his flesh. The venom suddenly spread in all directions along his blood.

"Ahh

(To be continued)