"Poof" a talisman turned into an ancient seal in the air, the yellow light shimmered, standing in the void, evolving into the moon and stars, and hanging down the slightest ripples.

This time, Mr. Wen was already on guard, snorted coldly, and raised his hand with one hand: "Big coffin splitting hand!"

The qi around his body was like a flame, and when this palm was split, the air exploded suddenly, and a burning smell permeated out, and this talisman dissipated into nothingness, but it was more relaxed than last time.

However, Fu Gong blocked the attack, but it was to buy precious time for Wang Cunye, only to see Wang Cunye retreat like lightning, retreated to the pine forest, his figure continued to fade, disappearing in the heavens, earth, mountains and forests, and finally spit out a sentence: "The Art of War Cloud: Hidden under the Nine Grounds, Moving above the Nine Heavens, I will break you with the Art of War!"

Rolling words, smashed from the mouth, every syllable is like a muffled thunder, a sound in the valley, the snow shook, fell one after another, for a time the snow fell twice, but it became a spectacle, the most terrible thing is that the sound lingered in the mountains and forests later, not only could not find out the source of the sound, but it was everywhere.

Seeing this, Mr. Wen snorted coldly, his fists were clenched, and the bright red qi on his body surrounded his body, like a flame swallowing, the tongue of fire spit out three feet, the sword could not be added, the spell could not fall, and the gestures followed vigorously.

"Jokes, pretending to be ghosts!" Out of confidence in his own martial arts, it seems that Wang Cunye has done something, but the clown who jumps off the beam is not worth mentioning, Mr. Wen stepped forward, his ears trembled slightly, as if listening to Wang Cunye's heartbeat.

Wang Cunye is hidden under a tree, his heartbeat and breath are already hidden, there are hidden techniques and retreat techniques in the Dao method, Wang Cunye got all the first volumes, but it was enough.

The first volume of the Shadow Technique, can be combined in the five elements, especially by the wind, although it can not catch up with the speed of the horse, but it is better than the surprise, and the light work can be twice the result with half the effort, if the volume can tread the water, walk in the fire, or Ling Ran flying, all kinds of things, too many to mention.

And the hermitage, the breath is in harmony with the heavens, the earth, the mountains and rivers, the six royals, the mountains and forests, there is no trace, and it is slim.

The law of the immortal family, there was an immortal in ancient times, and mortals could not see its form, and this technique evolved according to this.

Wang Cunye even used two kinds of secret techniques at this time, although they were all the contents of the first volume, but they were enough, and at this time, his eyes were confused, and he looked at Mr. Wen coldly.

I saw Mr. Wen standing quietly, even half-closed with his eyes, in a still state as if he was in a state of concentration.

Wang Cunye suddenly knew that Mr. Wen's mind was ethereal, and every move around him could not escape his feelings, in the vast mountains and forests, Wang Cunye relied on Taoism, or he could lurk for a while, but as long as Wang Cunye moved, he was afraid that he would be killed by him immediately!

Wang Cunye admired in his heart, the original plan was to hide in the shadows, but he could make this Mr. Wen all the soldiers and always on guard, so naturally it could not last long.

I don't want this person to stand still, but I can use this to nourish my qi, like a mainstay.

It's just that this is not enough, Wang Cunye sneered!

His hands were sealed, his lips moved slightly, and there was a faint flow of air, but there was no sound at all.

The heavy snow fell in the vast, hanging on a veil of snow, a gust of wind blew, rolling up countless snow, Wang Cunye started Liuding Liujia, in a moment, there was a golden light in the air that ordinary people could not see with the naked eye, and twelve looming images appeared in the air, and this was it!

At this time, Mr. Wen had already noticed that the golden light flashed in mid-air, and before the six dings and six jia fell, Mr. Wen stepped on the ground with one foot, and the force was so great that a deep pit appeared on the earth, the mountains and forests shook, and the snow collapsed.

This person didn't care at all, with this force jumped, his right hand was raised high, and he split it with all his might, it was the big coffin splitting hand, and in the air, there were lines like water waves, shaking the surroundings, and the next moment there was a rumbling and popping sound.

It's just that Liuding Liujia is not an entity, although Mr. Wen is strong, he has a strong qi in his body, he can't add a sword, and he can't fall into Taoism, but he can't cause effective damage to this kind of spirit.

I saw that under the blow, Liuding Liujia gradually wanted to disappear.

Mr. Wen's heart sank, if it was a spirit, he couldn't kill it by splitting the coffin!

Mr. Wen's surname is decisive, otherwise it would be impossible to resolutely take refuge in Wei Hou under the defeat of the army, seeing that Liuding Liujia is gradually disappearing, but there is constantly the sound of "Xi Xi Suosuo" around him, or east or west, and immediately knew the trick that Wang Cunye thought.

There are sounds everywhere, and Wang Cunye is hidden in it, and he immediately covers it up, and he must be on guard everywhere, as soon as there is a sudden, Wang Cunye will take the opportunity to assassinate.

This son's swordsmanship is mysterious, and his sword aura is cold, but he can really make himself tired.

Thinking of this, with a wave of his hand, the nail slashed across his left arm, the same as the knife, the flesh and blood were cut, and the blood flew up, Mr. Wen didn't care, the silver teeth bited, roared, and spilled in all directions, and every drop of blood implied thunder.

The martial arts people are masculine, but they can't prevent the sneak attack of ghosts, and the martial arts master is congenital, and he is trained in blood, and the qi surges between the hands and throws, and his blood has the effect of destroying evil.

Blood splattered and exploded in mid-air, but there was no reaction.

There was a lot of snow in the sky, and snowflakes the same size as goose feathers were sprinkled, seeing this, Mr. Wen couldn't help but pour a cold air from beginning to end.

This hand is masculine and bloody, I don't know how many yin spirits and ghosts have been broken, why don't you see any reaction today?

Seeing that Mr. Wen had broken his previous static posture, he looked around vigilantly, his anger was rolling, and his muscles were tense, Wang Cunye smiled coldly.

This state of comprehensive vigilance consumes the true yuan, but he can rest calmly, he is tired, although Mr. Wen is inherent, he can also be killed!

The snow couldn't stop falling, Mr. Wen stood in the snow, the six senses were raised to an unimaginable height by him, every trace of breath around was under surveillance, and there was no sound after half a sound, but he didn't dare to be careless, and his whole body was surrounded by air.

I couldn't help but think in my heart, could it be that this son is no match for me, and he has gone away?

As soon as this thought came to mind, three feet away, a branch suddenly snapped and fell down with a "pop".

The sound was extremely subtle, but it immediately caused a thunderstorm, Mr. Wen's eyes were fixed, he stepped on the ground with one foot, his body leaned forward, and with a rush, the distance of three zhang was instantaneous, and his right hand was horizontal, and he reached forward.

Hearing only the sound of "boom", the air rippled and slashed, and this pine tree, which had grown for a hundred years, suddenly smashed into broken wood, like a lightning strike, and fell down.

Almost at the same time, there was another sound behind him, Mr. Wen roared, and his backhand was a palm, this palm was stronger than just now, and without a sound, a pine tree behind him, a palm print appeared, and there was still no one!

At this moment, the sword light flashed, and a sword stabbed straight forward, although it was a straight stab, but it followed an indescribable curve, and every instant, the tip of the sword changed the angle, but it was too fast, so it converged into a flash of sword light!

Before he had time to think, Mr. Wen suddenly realized that he was completely covered by the sword light, and it was impossible to retreat now, so he just lifted a mouthful of true yuan and slashed down - a big coffin split!

Heaven and earth suddenly stopped, fists and swords intersected, only to hear the sound of "boom", a figure took advantage of the strength, drifted backwards, just three feet back, the figure gradually faded, merged in the mountains and forests and disappeared.

Mr. Wen didn't have time to chase and kill, only heard the sound of "poof", and a blood mark appeared on his forehead, but it was injured by sword qi, Wang Cunye's swordsmanship has really reached the realm of being close to that of a swordsmanship master.

After this delay, Mr. Dewen spewed out a trace of poisonous sword qi in his body, and he saw the vast snowfield, Songbo everywhere, but no one was seen again.

Mr. Wen was shocked in his heart, and felt a faint pain in his internal organs, but he had suffered some internal injuries, and the last trace of contempt for this son was gone, how rich his combat experience was, and he immediately understood Wang Cunye's tactics.

This son's swordsmanship is already considered top-notch, but it is not difficult to kill, as long as fifty moves, there are many Taoist priests with such Taoist skills, and there are more than a dozen of them just killed!

The two are not difficult on their own, but when combined, they are really terrifying.

Is it retreat, a thought flashed through my heart, but this thought has not yet brightened, and another thought comes to my heart - Wei Hou has a great favor to me, how can I retreat?

I will kill this son to repay Wei Hou, as soon as this thought arises, it will permeate my heart, listening to the movement behind my back, and I will suddenly backhand - a big coffin hand!

Snowflakes fell, Wang Cunye sat behind a piece of bluestone, fifteen zhang in front of the bluestone, Mr. Wen struck left and right, and the void was about to burst at every turn, and the rumbling sound was endless.

Seeing this, Wang Cunye couldn't help but sneer, if Mr. Wen left immediately, it would be difficult for him to kill him, but now he has a great chance.

In just a moment, the trees in the whole valley fell, the broken wood was scattered, and the snow on the ground was swept out in large areas.

Wang Cunye quietly watched the snow world, listened to the report of Liuding Liujia, returned to the Tibetan technique, hid all the breath, and merged with the heaven, earth, mountains and forests, and quietly waited for Mr. Wen to be exhausted.

At that time, it was the time when this person died, thinking of this, Wang Cunye's heart was cool.

Under the bluestone, Mr. Wen split a palm, and suddenly felt a palpitation, and suddenly understood that he had spent a lot of money, and was close to running out of oil.

"What's the matter, how could I be so confused, but I think like this, do this? No matter how great Wei Hou's kindness, it's not worth my hard work, could it be this son's demon art?" As soon as Mr. Wen thought of this, he immediately swept over, leaned back against the boulder, looked around, his body was slightly weak, and his qi dispersed.

Leaning on the boulder, pressing the dantian with his hand, he quickly recovers his true qi, as long as he relieves this breath, he will go out of the mountain immediately!

At this moment, a talisman turned into an ancient seal in the air, the yellow light shimmered, standing in the void, evolving into the moon and stars, and hanging down the slightest ripple.

Within three feet of Mr. Wen, the wind and snow stopped running, and the slightest force hung down, restricting the movement.

Wang Cunye appeared and said: "I have this method here, please break it!"

As soon as the words fell, he looked up to the sky and smiled.

Mr. Wen roared angrily: "Big coffin splitter!"

A palm split, only to hear the sound of "boom", the palm force and ripples collided, splashing sparks, but did not break, the threshold of life and death, Mr. Wen scattered his hair, his expression was frightened, and shouted: "Wang Cunye, you can't kill me, I am the Marquis of Wei for the ......"

Before the words fell, a sword light flashed, only to hear a "poof", blood spurted out seven feet, straight up, and the head rolled down, sinking into the snow.

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