Lan Qianyang saw that the old monk of the illusion sky made it one hundred and eight crazy wand methods in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and it looked like a chaotic fight, like a person who did not know martial arts was going crazy, but the most powerful martial arts in the world are often no routines to be found, because no matter how high the martial arts, as long as they are fought according to the rules, they often have fatal flaws, and they cannot control the enemy for a while, and they often cannot easily win after the enemy is familiar with the moves; , because there is always a sharpest sword in the heart. The sword in the hand is tangible and the sword in the heart is invisible, the tangible sword will be seen, and the swordsmanship that will be seen will have flaws no matter how high and deep it is, and if there are flaws, it will be discovered, and if it is discovered, it will eventually be defeated. The sword in the heart is invisible, and the shadowless and formless is unpredictable, since it is unpredictable, it can't talk about flaws, and the swordsmanship without flaws is the most powerful swordsmanship in the world, and the swordsmanship that can be called the most powerful swordsmanship in the world will always be invincible!

It's too late, it's fast, Phantom Sky and Lan Qianyang are inseparable, Lan Qianyang has never confronted Phantom Sky head-on, every time he sees Phantom Sky coming fiercely, he dodges lightly, retreats as advances, and has defended as an attack. The one hundred and eight mad wand method is uncertain, and Lan Qianyang will respond to all changes with the same, and wait until he is familiar with it. But the old monk's moves were different, the style was weird, and there was no repetition after seventy or eighty rounds, Lan Qianyang was also amazed in his heart, and sighed in his heart Sure enough, Shaolin kung fu is broad and profound. Since this one hundred and eight mad wand method is known as one hundred and eight styles, then you must have to start over after beating this one hundred and eight styles, as long as you have a little impression of any of them, you will know his next move, that is, you should know how to deal with it. Dozens of more moves were made, but now although I don't know how many formulas there are, it is certain that it definitely exceeds one hundred and eight styles, is there not only one hundred and eight styles? Lan Qianyang also muttered in his heart. How did he know that this one hundred and eight mad wand method was indeed only one hundred and eight styles, but the phantom sky also understood Lan Qianyang's intentions, after the one hundred and eight styles were finished, he did not start from the first style again, but fought in reverse, not only in reverse order, but also in reverse, he should have attacked to the left but attacked to the right, and he should have played three doors to hit the upper three doors.

Lan Qianyang seems to be familiar but not exactly the same, and the sword move that broke the enemy was broken by the illusion, but Lan Qianyang's light skills are too high, even if the illusion breaks her sword move, he can't catch him, if the illusion will be Shaolin dragon gripper in the Shaolin seventy-two stunts, then today Lan Qianyang has to fall into the hands of the illusion, but unfortunately he won't.

Unconsciously, more than half an hour has passed, and the two are deadlocked, although Phantom Sky can't capture him, and Lan Qianyang can't get out, but after all, Phantom Sky is too old, and his physical strength is not as good as that of a young man. In the end, Lan Qianyang grabbed the gap in the Phantom Sky to change his move, and stabbed out with a sword, and when the Phantom Sky held the Zen staff to block, Lan Qianyang's soul chasing sword had already reached three inches of the Phantom Sky's throat. Phantom Kong's eyes were dull, and he didn't want to believe that he was invincible, only to see him slowly put down the Zen staff in his hand, and sighed: "That's it, I lost, you can do it! If you don't kill me today, I won't let you go." Seeing the illusion, he slowly closed his eyes.

Lan Qianyang did not hesitate at all, and with a sound of "Zheng", the soul chasing sword had already been put into the sheath, and he turned around and walked backwards. Phantom Sky gradually opened his eyes, looking at Lan Qianyang's distant figure, and was very puzzled in his heart: "Could it be that the legend of Lan Qianyang in the rivers and lakes has become a demon is not true news, and he has just fought with him, his sword moves are merciless everywhere, and the sword qi is full of the way of justice, not a sign of entering the demon path as rumored." The biggest puzzle is that the rivers and lakes say that he has seized the Tianya Sword, but when I look left and right, I only see the Soul Chasing Sword on his body, and I don't see the shadow of the Tianya Sword. ”

Although Nan Qianyang defeated the phantom sky, his own qi and blood were surging, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, so it seemed that he had to find a place to meditate and breathe. Suddenly, I heard a voice behind me: "Devil, where to go?" The sound was the same as the person, and a palm hit Lan Qianyang's chest, Lan Qianyang took a few steps back and hit a tree, the tree actually broke off at the waist, and Lan Qianyang also spurted out a mouthful of blood. I saw the person's appearance clearly, it was Duan Zhang.

Lan Qianyang stood up slowly, holding the tree with one hand and pressing it on his chest with the other, obviously suffering extremely serious internal injuries, looking at Duan Zhang without saying a word.

Duan Zhang walked towards him and said, "Say, why do you want to do evil? Destroy Nangong Villa first, and then disturb all the sects and factions in the rivers and lakes? If you say that you are for the Tianya Sword, since you have already succeeded, why do you want to kill them all?"

Lan Qianyang didn't know what he was talking about at all, none of the things he said had anything to do with him, and he actually laughed.

"Hahaha, if you want to add sin, why bother?"

Duan Zhang said: "Now it's useless for you to say anything, although the sneak attack behind is not very glorious, but for an extraordinary person like you, of course, you have to use extraordinary means, today you fall into the hands of the old man, how can the old man tolerate you?" Duan Zhang raised his right palm and hit Lan Qianyang's Heavenly Spirit Gai, and suddenly a person rushed over, blocking between Duan Zhang and Lan Qianyang, it was Nangong Yu, Lan Qianyang looked at her back, and there was some light in his eyes.

Nangong Yu said loudly: "Uncle Duan, don't, Daddy wasn't killed by Lan Gongzi!"

Duan Zhang said angrily: "Yu'er, why are you so confused? Get out of the way, Uncle Duan is going to avenge your father today!"

Nangong Yun next to him also said: "Yu'er, what are you doing? You are saving your father's murderer!"

Nangong Yu roared: "No, he is not the murderer of his father, Xiaochen is the murderer, why don't you believe me?"

Lan Qianyang said: "I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, which is no different from the murderer." ”

Nangong Yu turned to look at Lan Qianyang, who was covered in blood, and shook her head vigorously with tears streaming down her face.

Nangong Yu said in despair: "No, it's not like this! No, it's not like this." ”

When the love came, Nangong Yu actually pounced and hugged Lan Qianyang tightly and was unwilling to let go, which was also unexpected by Lan Qianyang. The hand was uncontrollably ready to touch Nangong Yu's head.

Seeing this, Duan Zhang was furious, and said loudly: "Ridiculous, it's simply unreasonable!" With a finger, Nangong Yu instantly lost consciousness, and the hand holding Lan Qianyang also let go and fell to the ground, Lan Qianyang wanted to catch her, but the internal injuries were too serious, and he fell down while grabbing her.

Duan Zhang asked Nangong Yun to pull Nangong Yu away, and directly hit Lan Qianyang's vital parts with one palm, and when he hit it in midair, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm, and hurriedly withdrew it, there was a silver needle in his palm, and the flesh and blood around the silver needle had gradually turned black, obviously the silver needle was poisonous.

Duan Zhang was taken aback: "Heavenly Maiden Flying Silk." Immediately turned around and hugged his fists and said: "Duan Mou didn't know when he provoked the heroines of the Cold Moon Palace, and I hope to show up and give an explanation." "Secretly use your internal strength, so that the poison on your palms does not spread.

A woman jumps from a tree.

"Is that you?" Nangong Yun had seen Tianxing in Wudang.

Tianxing said: "Tianxing has long admired the prestige of Duan Daxia, and the little woman is fortunate to meet here." It's just that this Lan Qianyang is the person I want to hunt down and kill in Cold Moon Palace, and I hope that Duan Daxia will give Cold Moon Palace a thin face. ”

Duan Zhang said with a smile: "You want this demon just to get his soul chasing sword, otherwise, how about we make a deal?"

"What deal?"

"The man is mine, and the sword is yours. ”

"No, I want a sword, I want a person!"

Duan Zhang said: "This person killed my best friend, I must kill him with my own hands, then I will take a step back, after I kill him, the man and the sword will belong to you, how about it?"

"The palace lord of the Bright Moon said that the sword must be a complete sword, and people must also live. ”

Duan Zhang was furious: "You ......" was just about to attack, and when he raised his palm, he saw that the poison had spread again.

"Duan Zhang, I respect you as a senior, you don't want to toast, don't eat, eat and drink!" The surrounding trees "swished", and I don't know how many people were ambushed.

Duan Zhang thought to himself that today's enemy is in the dark and I am in the light, and most of them will suffer a loss if they start to move, when they lose the sky, this is the territory of the Cold Moon Palace, they are ambushed in it, and they have lost their geographical advantages, and now they are careless, they have been poisoned by the Cold Moon Palace, and they have lost the people!

Tianxing said: "I don't know if Duan Daxia has thought it through?"

Duan Zhang's muscles burst out, thinking about the rivers and lakes for decades, when did he suffer such a wretch, looking at the girl in front of him, when his daughter was still too young, he didn't expect it to be planted in her hands, and he still didn't look like he was moving on the surface.

"Hmph, since that's the case, then the old man will sell a thin noodle to the Cold Moon Palace, please go back and tell Jiaoyue that the old man has written down today's events, and he will pay it back ten times as much as he will pay it back every day!" After speaking, he prepared to leave.

"Wait!"

"Do you still want to kill people?"

"Don't get me wrong, this is the antidote. ”

Tianxing Jade threw his hand, a small bottle, and flew towards Duan Zhang. Duan Wuxian took the first step and caught the bottle thrown by Tianxing.

Duan Wuxian said: "Father be careful, I don't know if it's an antidote. ”

Tianxing sneered: "I have already given the antidote, whether to eat it or not is your business." If I want to kill you, why give me an antidote?"

After Duan Zhang heard this, he grabbed the medicine in Duan Wuxian's hand, poured it into his mouth, turned around and strode away, Duan Wuxian didn't know if it was an antidote or a poison, and chased after him anxiously, Nangong Yun was helpless, picked up Nangong Yu who had fainted on the ground and followed.

Watching them go away, he turned around and saw Lan Qianyang fainting on the ground, tears were in his eyes in an instant, and he gently touched the place where he had just been hit by Duan Zhang, although Lan Qianyang was unconscious, the corners of his eyes were still twitching, and his face was also in pain. Apparently the wound was extremely painful. Slowly inspected the injured place, and found that the chapter was really vicious, and it actually broke several ribs of Lan Qianyang. Tianxing couldn't control it anymore, hugged Lan Qianyang into his arms, and cried bitterly.

"Brother Qianyang hold on, Xing'er will try his best to save you!"