If you really don't move, it's just that, and it's amazing.

Wu Yazi stared coldly, got up slowly, and there was an invisible qi overflowing on each finger of the five fingers of his right hand, as if five long lines were released, one end was on him, and the other end was bound and hooked with the qi veins of Li Qiushui and several people.

The five people's qi veins are restricted, and they are like marionettes when they board, and they are like kites on a leash, which are difficult to break free, and they are all frightened.

"Be careful, this is the 'Northern Immortal Bundle' transformed by the True Qi of the Northern Darkness."

Li Qiushui reminded urgently.

"Northern Darkness True Qi? Is the Northern Shengong really so powerful? ”

Chen Zhuo hid in the shadows, and when he saw that Wu Yazi was such an extraordinary hand, he was also secretly concentrating.

Li Qiushui, Murong Bo, Gu Mozhi, Ding Chunqiu, these four people joined forces, and they were enough to run rampant in the world, and they had no scruples, and they didn't want to be able to catch a move without a cliff in one face.

And that's not all.

The true qi of the Northern Darkness flowed backwards suddenly, pulling one by one, and at the same time as the qi retreated, the internal force in the five people's bodies was actually drawn out, like a hooked fish, and a steady stream of them converged to the right hand of Wuyazi.

Sucking internal force in the air?

It's worth it.

Murong Bo's old face tightened, but the shock in his eyes turned inexplicably and he retreated inexplicably, and praised without hesitation: He is worthy of being the head of the 'Carefree Sect', he is really powerful! ”

"Hey!"

As he spoke, his feet sank instantly, his center of gravity stabilized, and his breath was also countercurrent, and the white hair that was originally tightly tied up scattered one after another, and the roots stood upside down, and a vigorous and fierce sword intent rose from his body.

I didn't see any movement from Murong Bo, his shoulders didn't move, his hands didn't move, but three feet away from him, he suddenly saw the dust and sand on the ground rolling, and then it spun and turned sharply, and wisps of invisible and qualitative sword qi manifested out of thin air, as fast as lightning, surrounding everyone.

The sword qi swam like a long river, scraping stone powder scattered on the mountain walls on all sides, leaving criss-crossing and shocking sword marks.

The true qi of the Northern Darkness that originally connected everyone was cut off in an instant.

Chen Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't want to see him for half a month, this person's innate body-breaking formless sword qi was so refined, from that condensed and unexploded momentum, to such an amazing point now.

Don't think about it, it was definitely the old ghost of the Murong family who gave the help.

Moreover, Li Qiushui and the others were so close to Murong Bo's father and son, and they thought that they had reached some kind of deal.

"Look!"

As soon as he got rid of the shackles, Murong Bo stood with his sword point, his eyes were angry, and he pointed far away in the air, and the thousands of sword qi beside him immediately rushed straight towards Wuyazi like a torrent, fierce and compelling.

The wind was strong, and the hair was lifted, and no cliff suddenly showed its true face.

This person has a plump appearance, a face like a crown of jade, not frightened, obviously nearly 100 years old, but he only knows the age of heaven, and he is a miracle.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the three elders of this "free school" are all beautiful and handsome, with amazing appearances, and all successful husbands also have the effect of prolonging life and staying young.

It is that Ding Chunqiu, although he has terrifying poisonous skills and has practiced an evil qi, but he has flowing silver hair, a shoulder-length beard, a purple robe and a crane.

None of them are ugly.

It seems that the "Xiaoyaozi" must also be a person who loves beauty.

But he said that the sword qi torrent flew in front of him, and the different color in Wuyazi's eyes flashed away, not only was he not surprised, but he rolled up his wide sleeves, standing with his hands in his hands, and the four-foot layer of talisman true qi outside his body appeared out of thin air, and the green mangs flowed, like a flat boat in the storm, but it was towering and unmoving, as stable as Mount Tai.

The two forces collided, and the sword qi rushed in all directions in an instant, turning into several torrents, whirling and rolling in the crypt, flying sand and stones, and the sky was dark.

Seeing this, Chen Zhuo also stepped aside and avoided the edge for the time being.

In the hustle and bustle of the riot, Li Qiushui and others waited for an opportunity to move, and made one move after another, wanting to break the true qi of Wuyazi's body.

But it's okay if they don't do it, but under the move, Wuyazi actually swallowed all the strength of the whale into his body and turned it into his own use.

Li Qiushui was shocked and horrified, and said in a lost voice: "This is not the Northern Spiritual Skill, what kind of kung fu do you practice?" ”

There is no cliff and no movement, but the qi machine in the body is climbing layer by layer.

"That kid in Xinghe desperately snatched the "Mountain Character Sutra" for me and came back, I thought it was only for healing, but I didn't want this strange scripture to make my Northern Spiritual Skill reborn, climb another height, and reach an unprecedented situation."

Although the Northern Darkness Divine Skill is miraculous, every acupoint in the body can absorb people's internal force and turn into the true qi of the Northern Darkness, but it is far less domineering than it is now.

Wu Yazi said with a faint look in his eyes: "And I also found one thing, in addition to Wu Xingyun's "Eight Desolations and Liuhe", several kung fu of the Xiaoyao School actually have the same root and origin, which can complement each other and become one method; It seems that the master and his old man still kept a hand back then, and divided the general outline of martial arts into parts, but did not do their best...... I think Wu Xingyun is also aware of it, she is arrogant, how can she be willing to practice this dismantled kung fu, instead of being under others all her life, it is better to create another miracle and be alone. ”

When Chen Zhuo heard this, his mood changed again and again.

Several miracles of this Xiaoyao faction are all mysterious and extraordinary, if anyone practices it, they can walk alone in the martial arts, and dominate the world, I don't want to be just a part of the general outline of the Xiaoyao faction's martial arts, and it has been dismantled, how amazing.

What kind of realm should the ancestor of the Xiaoyao School "Xiaoyaozi" be?

First, an ancestor of the Murong family who had been dead for nearly two hundred years, and now he heard this strange news.

There is something wrong in his heart, if this is the case, this Ancestor of the Carefree Sect is only afraid that he is also a very important figure.

I can't say, it's still in the world, and there will be a while.

As he spoke, Wu Yazi looked at the torrent of sword qi in front of him, as if he was impatient, his arms shook, and the true qi outside his body instantly turned into an extremely strong qi, like a circle of substantial waves, swinging in all directions.

The crypt shook suddenly, stalagmites fell, stone pillars were broken, and everyone was forced to retreat one after another.

The faces of several people changed drastically, and they were about to react, when the cliffless man suddenly moved, and his feet rose up in the air according to the ground, as if relying on the void to resist the wind, and the body in the void was spread, turning into several phantoms.

In just a flash, there was already a big hand on Li Qiushui's delicate neck.

"To this day, we are killing each other, turning against each other, thanks to the word 'love', today let me get rid of this sin and break this love."

Wu Yazi clasped his neck with one hand, and saw that this person couldn't help but struggle in his hands, and his heart couldn't help but have mixed feelings, but in the end, it all turned into coldness.

Li Qiushui was frightened, but when he heard this, his pretty face suddenly cold, and he also had the heart of a dead fish, and said hatefully: "Wuyazi, you are so ruthless." ”

"Senior brother!"

But at this moment.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed out of the shadows, it was a woman in a white shirt.

This person is exactly the same as Li Qiushui, with the same facial features, eyebrows and eyes, which can be more dignified, delicate and delicate.

"Don't kill her."

Seeing this person, Wu Yazi's expression changed slightly.

"Canghai!"

It was also at this time that Murong Bo suddenly pointed his sword, and his sword qi approached the white-shirted woman.

"You dare!"

Wu Yazi's eyes instantly rose with murderous intent, and as soon as he threw Li Qiushui, his body flew wide, taking the white-shirted woman into his arms, and at the same time pushing out with one palm, slapping the sword qi away.

But just as he made the move, the delicate eyes of the woman in his arms had turned cold, and his hand quietly flipped over, and he set up a sword finger, which was as fast as lightning on the Wuyazi's Jizhong acupoint, and the other hand trembled, and the sleeve suddenly spit out a mouthful of snow and cold, and the sword roared like a dragon, and a sword pierced the chest.

"Who is you?"

This person is extremely fast, and with one move, he retreated instantly, narrowly avoiding the anger of Wuyazi, and fell a few feet away.

When this person stood still, he lifted his right hand, and he had removed the mask on his face, but he was a young man with a plump spirit like jade, eyes like stars, and a pride all over his body, like a phoenix with his head high.

It was Murong Fu.

This man's methods have actually made great strides.

Wu Yazi's face turned pale, and he swam away with all his strength, and that finger was just a small injury and pain to him, but what really killed him was that sword, which actually broke his protective true qi without any sluggishness.

Chen Zhuo also looked at the divine sword in Murong Fu's hand, the black sheath snow blade, four feet long, exactly the same as the sword placed in the "Returning Shi Water Pavilion", but this sword is full of sword intent, it is clearly not the same handle, the tip of the sword is still slight, only one falls, and there is an extra sword pit on the ground it refers to.

"Senior brother, originally we were here to deal with Wu Xingyun and the people behind the scenes, but it seems that now we have to count you," Li Qiushui rubbed his red neck, smiling like a crazy woman, "No matter how good your skills are, it is impossible to recover all the old injuries and poisonous injuries for so many years in a short time." ”

Murong Bo's eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice: "Nian You are also a generation of Tianjiao geniuses, hand over the general outline of the martial arts of the Carefree Sect, you, kill yourself!" ”

(End of chapter)