"Whew!"

Sima Qinglian exhaled like smoke in her mouth, and with this breath, the altar under her feet, the statue of the god in front of her, and the flag of the eight directions-

Everything, everything.

Vanish.

It's like never being in the world.

"Master Cao."

Sima Qinglian paced in, without the slightest smell of fireworks.

Like a fairy, walking on the red dust.

Cao believes that God is vigilant, 'discerning, moving forward, knowing oneself and knowing oneself and knowing oneself.'

[Root Bone: 10]

[Age: 88]

[Sequence: None]

[HP: 42]

[Energy value: 51]

[Spirit: 45]

【Talent: None】

[Exercises: The Eight Methods of the Great Secret (Level 21), Dinghai Divine Needle (Level 20), Great Desert Divine Skill (Level 20), Shura Yin Sha Gong (Level 18), Ten Hall Yama (Level 18)]

[Martial Arts: River Han Star Fantasy (Level 20), Golden Bell Magic Cover (Level 18)]

[Martial arts fit: 92% of the Eight Great Secret Methods, 91% of Dinghai Divine Needle, 90% of Great Desert Divine Skills, 88% of Hehan Star Illusion, 74% of Shura Yin Sha Gong, 70% of Golden Bell Demon Cover, 66% of Ten Hall Yama 、......、 omitted]

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A smile on the face.

"Come!"

I saw Sima Qinglian stretch out her hand and make a move, and the spring water was like a dragon, divided into two.

One of them fell on top of his head, and the water flowed like a waterfall. Under the sun, it is like a golden bell.

Immediate time.

Wind.

Sand.

They all stopped outside the body, and it was difficult to get closer.

"Go!"

The other half, when Sima Qinglian opened his mouth and blew the water as a pillar, he swept towards Cao Xin.

Water column.

Tornado.

Sand.

Rumble!

Colliding in one place is like the end of the world.

A curtain of water in the sky.

The sky is full of yellow sand.

The wind is howling.

What a garbled word.

Cao Xin's practice of 'Wind Technique' has already reached its peak.

The wind enters the pine and the thunder does not move, and the god is full of dantian Xiong. Angry and sinking, thinking about cold, roaring for a long time, the sky is full of strange encounters.

Seeing Sima Qinglian make a move, it was like a heavenly river falling upside down.

Only for a moment.

Cao Xin felt a great oppression that he had not experienced in decades.

He didn't dare to slack off, and he was busy running the 'Wind Technique' to the extreme.

Edgeworth's 'Wind Sword,.

The Wind and Cloud Society's Wind God Legs,' the Wind God Roar,,' the Wind God Fury,.

This is the 'Four Secrets of the Wind God, all of which are' Wind Arts, and they are all derivations.

Cao Xinde's original wind technique, the four secrets into one, summed up a stunt.

It's called—

"Moko is immeasurable!"

Cao Xin's palms were folded, and if there was a flood bell in his mouth, the four characters accompanied by the wind resounded throughout the world.

Ten tornadoes stood up around him.

Roll up the sand.

In the blink of an eye.

The huge oasis was uprooted and bulldozed.

One man, one force.

It's like a natural disaster.

But Sima Qinglian was still able to draw water from the ground with the help of springs.

Whoa!

Ten columns of water run through the tornado.

Descended on the top of Cao Xin's head.

The spring water pours like a heavenly river.

Cao Xin called for a strong wind, and the spring water was still coming down, and it turned into a golden bell, covering Cao Xin in the middle.

"Break!"

Cao Xin pinched his fingers as a sword, and the sword qi rushed into the sky, falling in the golden bell of this water curtain, and there was a sound of gold and stone fighting, sparks splashed everywhere, and the water curtain was like gold and stone, and it was impossible to break through at all.

This is—

"Admiralty!"

This is an extremely superior kung fu, blowing water into a column with a strong internal force, and then turning the column into a cover. It is a wall of water, and after being controlled by true qi, it is as hard as an iron wall, tough as a leather wall, and even if it is a sword, it cannot be hurt in the slightest. The inside of the hood is hollow, there is no ventilation, and people in it, they will suffocate to death if they take a cup of tea.

It's for the 'Magic Hood,'.

This skill was made by ordinary grandmasters, and there are still flaws.

But in the hands of Sima Qinglian, there is really no gap.

And Sima Qinglian was outside, and slapped a palm again-

Airplanes~

Hong Zhong Da Lu!

Cao Xinren is among them, and his decades of cultivation and hundreds of years of internal strength are all trembling at this moment.

Ears, eyes, mouth and nose, all crispy and numb.

I'm afraid that if I don't wait for suffocation, I will be shocked to death first.

And that's not all.

At the same time as the shock, Cao Xin clearly felt that from the 'Golden Bell Demon Cover, in all directions, wisps of alien true qi were invading.

Once entangled.

It's like a chain entanglement, and it will be difficult to get rid of it.

"What a Golden Bell Hood!"

"What a Sima Qinglian!"

Cao Xin strongly supported the internal force, dispersed the 'wind technique', and carried the 'moon technique' around his body, and the internal force sucked and spitted, and between swallowing and spitting, the golden bell magic cover, only then was shaken. ….

This move.

Immediately there are flaws revealed, no longer rigorous.

Cao Xin reversed the 'Moon Technique' chapter, and the absorbed power was swallowed out again.

Bang.

The magic shroud exploded.

Cao Xin jumped out and regained his freedom.

Looking at the front again, Sima Qinglian stood with ease, and when she saw Cao Xin come out, she couldn't help but sigh: "'The Moon Technique, it was actually completed by Cao Zhangmen's cultivation, if it wasn't for the time when he walked through Caojiazhuang, Qinglian almost thought that Cao Zhangmen was the reincarnation of a chess immortal."

Except for the chess fairy himself.

There are still people who can cultivate the 'Wind Technique' and 'Moon Technique' at the same time to this point.

It's incredible.

But think about Caojiazhuang again, twenty years ago, there were many people in Caojiazhuang who cultivated one of the 'Nine Chess Immortal Techniques' to the peak realm.

This is not something that reincarnation can explain.

Unless—

"Did the Shenhou Mansion really find the Immortal Mountain and get the Immortal Technique?"

Sima Qinglian has been questioning in her heart for many years, but Cao Xin has never answered it positively. However, Sima Qinglian knew that this Cao Xin's alias 'Yang Guo,' controlled the Divine Wither, and his status in the Shenhou Mansion was not low, and even the legendary Immortal Mountain was also this 'Divine Withering Hero, to be found.

Sima Qinglian didn't believe it at first.

But the Shenhou Mansion first had the 'Divine Withering, and then there's the 'Immortal Fu', and twenty years ago he suffered the biggest shock and subversion in his life in Caojiazhuang.

He couldn't believe it.

Now, although Sima Qinglian has broken through, he thinks to himself that he is still far away from the realm of immortals.

After breaking through the shackles, it is still not the realm of heaven and man.

But—

"Heaven and Man."

"Fairy."

"Ascension."

Since Sima Qinglian broke through, he felt the rejection of him by this world, and felt the attraction of him from the depths of the void, and there was surprise and excitement in his heart.

"Shatter the Void!"

"Ascension to the Immortal Realm!"

Sima Qinglian had some guesses, so she believed in the rumors of the immortals in the fairy mountain even more, and was more eager to learn the news and inside story about the immortals and the immortal world from Cao Xin.

But—

"Sect Leader, why don't you tell Cao about how he feels after the breakthrough?" Cao Xin didn't want to weave a lie anymore to make Sima Qinglian a lake, so he simply emptied the white wolf.

"It seems that you don't have much communication with the immortals."

"I haven't even really met an immortal."

"Circle."

"Immortal talismans."

"Perhaps, it was picked up at the Immortal Mountain Ruins?"

Sima Qinglian guessed a bit of the truth from Cao Xin's reaction.

His mind turned.

Look up at the sky, and see the withering of the gods.

But Sima Qinglian knew that the divine withering was in the sky, and he would only be able to swoop down in a short time just waiting for Cao Xin to call.

"It's better to come down."

"Just one pot!"

Sima Qinglian thought about it, and her body was blurred.

The next moment.

suddenly appeared in front of Cao Xin.

The seventh part of the "Eight Laws of the Great Secret" - the virtual law!

This is the ultimate body method, the body melts into the void, and there is no form.

Cao Xin was taken aback.

His feet retreated, and as soon as his hand was grasped in the void, a long knife fell into his hand.

The long knife flipped over.

Frozen.

A knife cracked down -

The knife is cold, and the person is even colder.

The coldest is the heart with a knife!

Sima Qinglian also only felt the cold air enveloping his body, and he raised his eyebrows: "Snow Drinking Crazy Knife"?" ….

Wrong!

Then he shook his head again.

One was shocked: "This is the 'Snow Technique,'"

Nine Chess Immortals!

Snow Chapter!

"I see!"

"The former Northlands

A knife with "Snow Drinking Crazy Knife" was born without warning."

"It turns out that this sword technique, which is the most cold and the most rigid and crazy, is realized from the 'Snow Technique'."

Sima Qinglian was stunned.

That being said.

But he was not afraid.

Nine Chess Immortals?

His current realm, even the original chess immortal may not have set foot in it.

Just nine techniques, the martial arts of predecessors, what is the way?

"Cold, cold?"

"Then touch it!"

Sima Qinglian put up his palm as a knife, and slammed his backhand at Cao Xin.

Steel knife to meat palm!

Extreme cold to extreme heat!

Once it is clashed, it is the tip of the needle against the wheat.

But not long-

The heat drives away the cold.

Rumble!

The icy and snowy land built by Cao Xin gradually collapsed.

And the next moment.

The steel knife in his hand actually became hot and gradually melted.

Rumble!

Cao Xin had no choice but to show the three flowers on the top, and when he was in danger, he forcibly blocked Sima Qinglian's hand knife.

But the whole person retreated dozens of steps.

The five organs are displaced!

Blood surging!

"Poof!"

opened his mouth and vomited blood, and he almost couldn't suppress it.

Busy with the 'medical section, running, quickly adjusting the injury.

"Come!"

"Come again!"

But Sima Qinglian was unforgiving, and she was still pressing.

"Floriculture."

"Illness."

"In the early years, I hated not being able to be in the same era as the predecessors of the chess immortals, and this time I can fight against a chess immortal descendant like Cao Zhangmen, which is not worth it."

Sima Qinglian looked at Cao Xin and thought of the chess immortal, and thought of the danger of the island in the first twenty years, sinking to the bottom of the sea hundreds of times. Thinking of the last 20 years, I stayed alone in the oasis, and my eyes were full of loneliness, heart and confusion of yellow sand.

Twice banished.

Hatred is as deep as the sea.

In the present day.

In the present day.

New hatreds and old hatreds must be settled together.

"This knife!"

"Slay the revenge of Storm Island!"

Sima Qinglian's heart was full of hatred, and she raised her palm again-

"It's—"

"'The Eight Great Secret Methods,' the 'Rigid Method,'"

It's still a hand knife.

Cao Xin held the knife in the void and went to fight again.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Boom Boom!

Once, twice, three times.

Again and again, again and again, they flew out upside down.

Cao Xin is not Sima Qinglian's enemy at all.

After the breakthrough, Sima Qinglian is too strong and too strong!

That knife!

Gangmeng!

Fiery!

Bright!

Unbeatable!

Knife after knife not only fell on Cao Xin, but also hit the heart.

Sima Qinglian did not pursue defeating Cao Xin in the flesh.

He's punishing his heart!

"It can't be like this!"

Cao Xin understood.

But—

Wind Arts!

Moon Technique!

Snow Chapter!

Floriculture!

Surgery!

He was already exhausted.

'The death technique is too crazy, although he has mastered it, he can't reach the point of dying and living.

"Sect Master Sima."

"That's all for today, how?"

Cao Xin wanted to hang out the war-free card.

How. ….

Sima Qinglian did not agree.

The old man chuckled lightly and said, "Why should Master Cao hide it?"

A bang.

The hand knife cracked again.

"This knife!"

"Slash the Vengeance of the Crescent Spring!"

After seeing the poor dagger, Sima Qinglian turned over and over again with only one hand knife, and Cao Xin crackled like rags.

Fly upside down and smash to the ground.

Bounced up again.

Too casual!

It's too humiliating!

"In that case, I will not accompany you!"

"I hope that Sect Master Sima will do it himself!"

Cao Xin hit the ground with an upside-down onion, and turned over with a grunt, the pain was to death, and he really didn't want to fight again.

This is not a war.

It's beaten!

Not necessarily.

Before he could finish speaking, the wind was already under his feet.

Head straight to the north.

'Wind arts, escape first.

Cao Xin frantically urged the internal force and ran wildly.

"Want to run?"

"Where to run?!"

Sima Qinglian's "Eight Secret Methods" in the 'virtual law' is not much better, and even slightly better, and can catch up from time to time, raise his hand to give Cao Xin a knife, and Cao Xin will fly out.

And over and over again.

Cao Xin is always running, but he doesn't fight head-on.

Consumption of internal forces.

Swallow the pill.

There is also a 'disease chapter, close to the body, a little injury, not to hurt the root for a while.

"Want to consume me?"

Sima Qinglian couldn't help but smile and guessed Cao Xin's thoughts.

But Cao Xin didn't know that after he broke through, the recovery speed of internal force was ten times that of before.

No matter how much pill Ren Caoxin has, he can't consume him.

That's it.

One chases and one runs.

Three days and three nights.

Cao Xin was unkempt and unkempt, and the oil ran out of lamps.

Sima Qinglian was also a little embarrassed and slightly tired.

"Are you still running?"

"Are you still going around in circles?"

Seeing Cao Xin's exhaustion, Sima Qinglian couldn't help but smile.

Finally consumed this man.

As long as he is captured, there will be more secrets, and he is not afraid that he will not be able to ask.

Cao Xin looked at Sima Qinglian: "Sect Master Sima! I helped you break through, and that's how you repay me?"

Cao Xin's clothes were in tatters, and he was miserable.

"Master Cao."

"The revenge of the two exiles, you don't say a word?"

Sima Qinglian shook her head, obviously not ready to let Cao Xin go.

"Good!"

Cao Xin also saw that he didn't bother to act with Sima Qinglian at this time: "Then help you get lucky."

"Huh?"

Sima Qinglian felt bad.

The figure flashed again, approaching Cao Xin.

But.

Right in front of him, right under his nose, I didn't see any movement from Cao Xin, I didn't see any fluctuations in internal force, just a trance, a big living person, disappeared out of thin air.

Never again!

"It's—"

Sima Qinglian was dumbfounded.

…….

The demon monk flower is flawless