Chapter 132 turned over to the sky and the sword was ruined
The Miaoxu Daoist was shocked, and was about to fly away to dodge, but unexpectedly, Yun Fei raised the sword edge, and the sword light was like the Nine Heavens Xuanning, extremely powerful, and it was split in the air.
"Click!"
The huge stone lion was suddenly shattered by the sword qi, and the broken stones were scattered in all directions in a stirring manner.
Yun Feiyang deceived and went straight forward, between the lightning and stone fire, the power of the dragon sword made everyone dumbfounded.
Seeing the situation, the monk of Yuankong should not be underestimated, jumped over, flicked his robe, and pounced in the air.
Suddenly, the Miaoxu Daoist was able to withdraw from the defeat, so he and the Yuankong monk were left and right, and pounced on Yun Feiyang.
Yun Feiyang sank into the dantian, the sword qi was like a rainbow, and he groaned: "Gong covers three parts of the country, and the name becomes the ...... of the eight arrays" The dragon chant sword is like a swimming dragon, the sword goes sideways, and the illusion is infinite sword moves.
The long sword shook and stabbed at the robe of the Yuankong monk, the Yuankong monk's robe subduing the demon skill was indeed infinitely powerful, and the sword qi "brushed" the robe away. Turning around, a sword stabbed out, and he shouted softly, "Jiang Liushi does not turn, and he swallows Wu ...... with hatred."
In this way, the two masters of martial arts, the Miaoxu Taoist of the Kongtong faction and the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, the abbot Yuankong monk, surrounded the clouds, and you came and went, fighting fiercely for more than 30 rounds, and still did not distinguish the winner.
In terms of martial arts, the Miaoxu Daoist and the Yuankong monk together, it can be said that they are above the clouds. However, Yun Feiyang is worthy of being young and vigorous, holding the ancient divine sword dragon sword in his hand, and he is also a Tang poetry sword technique with fifty years of skill and the best martial arts. After a fight, it turned out to be a tie with the Miaoxu Dao and the Yuankong monk, or rather, a slight advantage.
Nangong looked at the three of them with arrogance, his heart sank, he took a deep breath, and couldn't help but be impressed by Yun Feiyang, and secretly thought to himself: If it goes on like this, the Miaoxu Dao and the Yuankong Monk will definitely be defeated.
The slightest subtle change in him couldn't escape Feng Baili, the chief manager who had been paying attention to Nangong Ao who was standing on the side, and he hurriedly stepped forward and whispered in a low voice.
"Alliance leader, it looks like the dungeon is lost. If we let the clouds fly away, then we will have no chips in our hands. ”
Nangong Ao frowned, "I can't imagine that Yun Feiyang and Gongsun Invincible have joined forces, and Gongsun Invincible's name is not in vain." It's just that this cloud is flying......"
Feng Baili smiled sinisterly, swaying the pu kui fan, "We must not be soft on the flying clouds, you have also seen it, in his hand is the famous Dragon Yin Sword that shocks the rivers and lakes, it is the ancient divine sword." If we can get the Dragon Yin Sword, coupled with the prestige of your martial arts alliance leader, the world's martial arts, who will compete!"
"Feng Baili, what is your strategy? You can not only take Yun Feiyang, but also get the Dragon Yin Sword?" Nangong Ao exhaled slightly, and looked at Feng Baili with deep eyes.
"If we take Yun Feiyang, the first thing to do is to abolish his martial arts, and the second is to take his Dragon Yin Sword. Feng Baili's eyes showed a hint of viciousness, and he said word by word, "Alliance leader, have you forgotten? In our Proud Palace, the last thing that is lacking is that there are hidden weapons and poisons. Even if Yun Feiyang has three heads and six arms, he will not be able to escape. ”
One sentence woke up Nangong Ao, this letter is worthy of being a strategist, and it can almost be said to be comprehensive.
Thinking of this, Nangong Ao nodded, "Okay, Feng Baili, you go and arrange, I will make a move in a while, and I will fight together with the Miaoxu Daoist and the Yuankong monk, and you will wait for the opportunity to attack." ”
Feng Baili smiled sinisterly, and arched his hand: "Alliance leader, subordinates obey orders!"
In the final analysis, he hunted and killed people for entertainment, and in his eyes, these people, whether they were strong in martial arts or weak in martial arts, were the targets of his hunting. Hunting with his unique hidden weapons and poisons is a unique treat.
Speaking of this Feng Baili, no one knows where he comes from, and even Nangong Ao doesn't know his specific origin. When he entered the Proud Palace, he told Nangong Ao that he was from the Western Regions. Some people also say that he is from a special sect in the Western Regions, the Hundred Poisons Sect. However, the Hundred Poison Sect has been missing for an unknown number of years, and I am afraid that there are very few people in the rivers and lakes who know about the Hundred Poison Sect.
Therefore, he is good at developing all kinds of poisons, and even the frightened drizzle needle banned in the Central Plains. No one can tell where he came from, but his status in the Proud Palace is getting higher and higher day by day. He is indeed deeply proud of Nangong.
Nangong Ao glanced at it, and in the open space below, Yun Feiyang was performing a wonderful Tang poetry sword technique, and the more he fought with the Miaoxu Daoist and the Yunkong monk, the more he became a stalemate.
His Yin Eagle Falcon's gaze was actually to ignore the more and bully, or as an elder, he resolutely flew up, his palms condensed a strong cyclone, Huo Ran flew with both palms, and his strength shook out towards Yun Feiyang's back.
Yun Feiyang was focused on the duel between Miao Xudao and Yuankong Monk, and he didn't expect Nangong Ao to make a sudden move, and he did so viciously and insidiously.
When the strength hit, he couldn't dodge, and was slapped on the back by Nangong Ao's palm.
This palm frightened the Miaoxu Dao and the Yuankong monk were dumbfounded, and said in unison: "Alliance leader, you ......"
Nangong said gloomily: "Yun Feiyang is not self-sufficient, and it is not a pity to die if he violates the majesty of this seat." Before the words fell, two more air currents shook out from both palms.
Yun Feiyang spat out a mouthful of red blood, with a cold face and a cold gaze, and said awe-inspiringly: "Nangong Ao, you are secretly attacking, despicable!" Seeing Nangong Ao's palms attacking, his wrist sank, and the Dragon Yin Sword stabbed out.
But at this moment, suddenly a glassball-like projectile flew out of the air, Nangong Ao's palm shattered, and in an instant, smoke drifted away.
Yun Feiyang couldn't dodge and breathed a lot of smoke. He felt dizzy for a while, and said in astonishment: "Poisonous?"
Nangong sneered proudly twice, his palms flew together, and the "pop ......" palm was full of power, and slapped on Yun Feiyang's chest.
Yun Feiyang's expression was blank, his feet were empty, and his whole body was like an arrow off the string, flying straight out, hitting the courtyard wall of the Proud Palace, and falling to the ground again, he was already weak, and his bones seemed to fall apart.
The real qi in his body is even more chaotic, his heart is tingling, and he secretly screams that it is not good. But it was already useless, Nangong Aofei landed lightly, and glanced at Yun Feiyang coldly, "How is it?
Yun Feiyang held the sword in one hand, the tip of the sword hung upside down, supported his body, and said through gritted teeth: "Nangong Ao, you are so despicable!"
"Haha...... No poison, no husband, Yun Feiyang, you should die!" Nangong Ao Ke didn't give Yun Feiyang the slightest room to maneuver, Huo Ran burst out with a palm, slapped it on his middle acupoint, and urged the internal force.
"Ahh
"Abolish your martial arts, from now on, you are a waste person living in the world, and the Dragon Yin Sword is mine!" Haha......" Nangong Ao raised a kick, kicked Yun Feiyang away, grabbed the Dragon Yin Sword with his hand, and laughed arrogantly.