When the mysterious woman's green hair turned into snow-white hair, Zhao Yu finally knew where this person came from.

The princess of King Yun, the lover of the golden horse, no one has ever seen it in the rivers and lakes, and few people have even heard of a mysterious master.

Gray hair 3,000 zhang......

After Qingsi turned gray, Zhao Yuneng clearly sensed that the strength of the girl in front of him had soared again.

"Die!"

Jiang Nanyue snorted, and the long hair like snow flying behind her went straight to Zhao Yu not far away.

The originally gentle hair, under the blessing of Jiang Nanyue's internal strength, was like a series of powerful crossbow arrows, splashing towards Zhao Yu.

"Damn, why did you ignore this......"

Zhao Yu looked at the white hair that shot from all directions, and could only retreat.

At the beginning, his eyes were on the well-known Li Xunhuan and Shangguan Jinhong and others, but he ignored this hidden boss.

According to Zhao Yu's memory, even a master like Li Xunhuan is not Jiang Nanyue's opponent when he fights alone.

But along the way, Zhao Yu found that these martial arts masters he met were gradually able to hurt people in the air.

In this way, the system gives invincible flirting legs, and when facing these real masters, it becomes a chicken rib.

Zhao Yu wanted to avoid the white hair like a sharp arrow, and retreated.

But he himself doesn't know how to do light exercises, and his body movement is all supported by a little fur and strong internal strength from the Blood Knife Sutra.

When encountering an average master, it doesn't show anything.

But for that girl, it's obviously not within this range.

Zhao Yu retreated quickly, and her body was faster.

In just three or five breaths, Zhao Yu found that Zhou Shen's retreat had been sealed by the white hair.

Being in a Jedi, Zhao Yu could only pick up the bloody knife and slash at the white hair.

The bloody knife that blows off his hair on weekdays is somewhat crotch-pulling when facing these gray hairs.

The blade swept past the white hair, which was as strong as an arrow off the string before, but it was as soft as silk in an instant, and easily unloaded the power of the blood knife.

Rigidity and softness!!

"What's that......"

Seeing that all his retreat routes were blocked, Zhao Yu struggled to move under the siege of the white hair, and said to Jiang Nanyue not far away: "Is it too late to surrender now?" ”

Jiang Nanyue, who was about to force Zhao Yu into the Jedi, was stunned when she heard Zhao Yu's words.

I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless!

With Jiang Nanyue's ingenuity, he couldn't turn the corner from Zhao Yu's begging for mercy in front of him.

At the beginning, I saw those wrestlers swearing to the death, and then I thought about the great things that this guy did for a few wrestlers......

This doesn't match the soft bones in front of you at all!

But for Zhao Yu, which is more important, face or head, this kind of thing fools know how to choose.

When you can fight, it's okay to be a hero and be a hero, but when you can't beat it, you have to admit it.

Besides, Zhao Yu, who didn't cross before, didn't recognize it much!

Jiang Nanyue was puzzled in her heart, but her subordinates were still not slow, and the three thousand green silks turned to white hair, and one after another rushed straight to Zhao Yu along the white hair.

Seeing that this girl was not going to be good, Zhao Yu simply loosened the sword in his hand, raised his hand to gather strength, shook away the white hair flying in front of him with one palm, and his body did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards Jiang Nanyue.

I don't know if it's Zhao Yu's own delusion, when he ran towards Jiang Nanyue, the white-haired strength around him seemed to be a little weaker.

"Heh......"

Seeing that Zhao Yu was gathering his strength and preparing to play for his life, Jiang Nanyue, who was still angry before, had a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

Since she knew about the transfer of flowers and trees, she naturally understood the domineering nature of this miracle.

To be honest, in fact, Zhao Yu's set of magic skills of transferring flowers and grafting trees is a little simple.

In the martial arts of the world, how many kinds of treasures and magic skills are there?

Aside from those who are indiscriminate, as far as the magic skills of the Eight Classics are concerned, how many of them can really restrain the transfer of flowers and trees?

In fact, it was already an accident to meet a Shangguan Yundun who knew the Heavenly Remnant Divine Skill before!

Jiang Nanyue had a way to restrain Zhao Yu, who could move flowers and trees, but the technique could not be as easy as Shangguan Yundun's Heavenly Remnant Divine Skill.

Seeing that Zhao Yu had arrived in front of him, Jiang Nanyue instantly raised his hand, and the three thousand white hairs flew back upside down.

Zhao Yu looked at Jiang Nanyue, who was only five steps away from him, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

At this time, I can't take care of women and men......

And seeing that Zhao Yu finally swept in front of him and ran out of the flower grafting, Jiang Nanyue also smiled weirdly,

The two of them, each with a ghost child, are happy in their hearts.

In Zhao Yu's opinion, as long as he got closer, no one would be his opponent within two steps.

And Jiang Nanyue was also waiting for the moment when Zhao Yu swept to the front of him to transport the flowers.

Because the way she cracked the grafting is this!!

Seeing that everything had come to this, Zhao Yu no longer hesitated, and his hands turned his internal strength to slap Jiang Nanyue while his body swept forward.

"Suffer death!!"

Sensing the terrifying power that erupted from Zhao Yu's palms, Jiang Nanyue instantly flew up.

After dodging the palm power under Zhao Yu's volley, his body turned in mid-air, and his palms pressed from top to bottom.

Zhao Yu subconsciously raised his hand to catch Jiang Nanyue's palms, but he didn't want to connect the two palms, but his hands were held by Jiang Nanyue......

Is this crazy?

Zhao Yu, who was holding his palms, was stunned for a moment.

Since Jiang Nanyue knows about the transfer of flowers and trees, she naturally also knows the horror of this magic skill.

Others avoided it, but this guy actually did the opposite and directly clasped his palms!

"In that case, what's the politeness...... Right?! ”

Zhao Yugang was about to turn his internal strength to devour Jiang Nanyue's internal strength, but he found that in his palms, the terrifying and strong strength was constantly surging towards him.

Zhao Yu's hands were tightly clasped, and he couldn't break free at all, and the internal strength of the girl seemed to be endless, and through the palms of the two people, she was frantically poured into her own veins.

"Damn, it's the old lady's way......"

The strong internal strength is like a flood hitting the embankment, frantically impacting Zhao Yu's dantian and the eight veins of the Qi meridian around him!

Things have come to this point, and Zhao Yu finally understood.

At the beginning, Jiang Nanyue was afraid of transferring flowers and trees, after all, the internal strength and gradual devouring were not the same in themselves.

Zhao Yu knew, not to mention that he had just practiced transferring flowers and grafting trees, even if he had absorbed Jiang Yuyan, who had absorbed eighty percent of the wedding dress magic skills before inviting the moon, he was still not injured by Yan Nantian?

Although it won't take long to recover, it was Jiang Yuyan who had absorbed the magic of the eightfold wedding dress, not Zhao Yu, who was half-hanging.

Poof!

After holding up half of the incense, Zhao Yu finally couldn't suppress the terrifying internal energy that was circulating wildly in the tendons and veins in his body, and a mouthful of blood rushed out.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

At the same time when Zhao Yu vomited blood, Jiang Nanyue, who withdrew his palm and fell to the ground, raised his hand to seal several points at Zhao Yu's pipa bone.