Pan Xuan felt slightly flustered, and didn't dare to look at her for a while. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Yuyazi was aggressive, and he got closer, his breath was already around his neck, hot, and a little wet.

She said: "Panlang, you are the love of my life, I will not change my mind, even if you have enlightenment, I still look forward to you as before." ”

Pan Xuan only felt creepy and trembled, as if her heartfelt love words had turned into a sharp knife against his backbone. He turned around and saw that she was affectionate and gentle, so he smiled slightly and said, "Ya'er is so sincere, how can I live up to it?"

Yuyazi cried with joy when she landed, and dared to throw herself into Pan Xuan's arms, Pan Xuan raised her little face, condensed her internal strength on her lips, and kissed her passionately.

Although he practiced the Flying Ascension Skill in the World, due to the fact that he was in the Hongyuan Pool, there was a slight difference between his skill and the Ten Thousand Ghosts Falling into Prison and Rebirth Skill, and with his ability at the moment, he could be replaced at will. He kissed Yu Yazi, and quietly sent this prison rebirth skill into Yu Yazi's body.

At first, Yuyazi was drunk, full of joy, only thinking about the future dream come true, and staying with his sweetheart, but somehow, he was kissed by a coil, but the enthusiasm in his heart was like pouring cold water, gradually extinguished, and after a while, he suddenly felt disgusted, as if he had been insulted by the most despicable and barbaric lewd thief in the world. She didn't have time to think about it, her body had already responded, she slapped the shoulder, let go of her hand, and Yu Yazi was busy running away.

She was shocked to realize that she was out of order, and hurriedly said, "Panlang, I... I'm not feeling well, I'm not.... Don't like you. ”

Pan Xuan smiled: "If you really love me, you will fulfill my wish, here you and I are combined, isn't it a good thing?"

Yu Yazi settled down, let the coil hold the slender hand, and in an instant, she felt as if she had touched a centipede full of poison, and couldn't help but exclaim and retract her hand. Her martial arts skills were profound, and she immediately noticed that something was wrong, and asked, "Pan Lang, did you disturb me with the internal power of the phantom spirit?"

Pan Xuan's face turned pale, and he said: "You are duplicitous, but you don't want to be good with me, why make up excuses to blame me?"

Yu Yazi bit her lip and thought: "My love for him is as deep as the sea, and it has been going on for a long time, how can something good happen now, but... But you are so cranky?" Yun Gong protected his mind, got close to Pan Xuan, let him hold him, Pan Xuan laughed, and kissed her neck.

This ten thousand ghosts and ten thousand immortals internal force repel, it is really not human to resist, the higher the coiling skill, the more the people of the ten thousand immortals feel its internal force, the more disgusted they are, the rain cliff is full of internal strength, but more resistance, seeing the coiling kiss, there is a deep hatred and hatred, as soon as he stretches out his hand, he pulls out a stone sword from the ground, and almost stabs towards the coil. Pan Xuan pinched her wrist and kissed her for a long time, the rain cliff was like swallowing arsenic, and she was cold, and when Pan Xuan let go of her, she was already full of tears.

She said in a trembling voice, "This is... What's wrong? I love you so much, why... Why...."

Pan Xuan shouted: "You are duplicitous, what are you pretending to be? If your mind is true, quickly take off your clothes and let this great immortal taste what he wants!"

Yuyazi screamed, covered his ears, rushed out of the door, rode on the bird, and hurried down the mountain.

I knew that in the next few days, she would be hated and tormented until there was no love left in her heart, leaving only prejudice and suspicion. She may be depressed for a while, but she will soon wake up. She loves too much, her love is extinguished, and as soon as her mind is opened, her kung fu will increase dramatically.

Wouldn't it be better if you gave up everything and found your true self, and she could realize it, but what about you? When you abandon everything, can you wake up too?

The fighting god said: "Woman, trouble. ”

Do you understand?

Coiled back to the mountain and sea gate, I saw people coming and going in the courtyard, busy and busy. There are those who practice martial arts, there are those who send messages, there are those who invite merit, and there are those who offer treasures, and everyone is surprised when they see Pan Xuan, and they greet him, but Kunpeng has a cold expression and is quite unkind.

After the defeat of the Kunpeng competition, he regarded the Shanhaimen as a painstaking effort, condensed his energy, bowed to everything, often sleeplessly, dealt with important tasks, and made the Shanhaimen more and more prosperous, and his prestige had overwhelmed the Holy Sun, Heaven and Earth, and the Sword Sect, and he had many confrontations with ten thousand ghosts in the past few years, and the results were fruitful.

Pan Xuan saw that there were nearly 100 people in the Shanhaimen who were wearing sky blue robes, wearing gold rings, gold chains around their necks, jade bracelets on their hands, jade belts around their waists, and cloud boots on their feet.

Kunpeng said coldly: "Immortal Chang travels the world, hugging left and right, happy and happy, why bother for my mountains and seas?"

Pan Xuan felt a little weak, but he was annoyed: "I asked you, what are you sarcastic about me?"

Kunpeng snorted, and had to reply: "This is the 'Qilin Pavilion' in the Shanhai Gate that I created, everyone is carefully selected, and the body and mind are extremely outstanding. ”

Pan Shuqi said, "Really, can you let me try your skills?"

Kunpeng had the heart to show off, his face was happy, and he said with a smile: "If the immortal chief wants to give advice, I will be supremely honored." ”

The people of the Qilin Pavilion stood up, their faces were eager to try, their breaths were scattered, and they stood still, implying a mystery to each other. The rest of the Shanhaimen people saw that they were going to compete, and they were full of interest, and they dispersed in a hurry, vacating the land of a hundred zhang square.

Pan Xuan thought to himself: "These disciples are all fourth-layer disciples, if the hearts of the people are not aligned, I will cook one with one punch." I don't know what I can do right now?" Seeing the subtlety of this formation, his heart jumped, and he suddenly threw a punch, which was like thunder, hitting three of them.

The three of them shot out together, and the internal force in their palms was churning, like a whirlpool, which was the mixed yuan Xuangong of the old immortal of Haiping. Pan Xuan thought to himself: "Their internal forces are passed on to each other, and they actually make this mastery?" Suddenly the fist power turned down, slammed the ground, and hit the ground, it was a move "Xuanwu Splitting the Earth", this was originally the Yuyazi Talisman Peerless Learning, the fluctuations spread, and it hit the past.

If everyone is a rabble, by the impact of this move, the person who should be stunned, must not be the enemy, who knows that these hundred people have the same mind, the skill is passed on to each other, and the hand of Pan Xuan is stopped.

Pan Xuan smiled: "Amazing!" The left palm makes the five nights of meditation, and the right palm makes the Taiyi Illusion Method, and the internal strength is one after another, and the vast desert coils around, encircling the hundred people in it. The people in the Qilin Pavilion were not flustered, they made their own moves, in an orderly manner, and every time they received a move, the internal forces were gathered, and they were all like one. Regardless of the power of yin and yang, the energy of rigidity and softness, and the ability of emptiness and reality, they can't help it.

The coil rushed forward, and suddenly the figure changed, and it also turned into a hundred people, the offensive was like a tide, intending to disperse the formation, but the Qilin Pavilion coped with it well, and it ran in an instant, like a huge wave, and the coiling illusion was scattered. Panyu let out a "huh" and saw that he had been besieged by the group.

Ten people rushed out of the Qilin Pavilion, each punching and kicking, suddenly the light and shadow were confused, the moves were complicated, each had its own mystery, and there was no repetition. Each person's skill is extremely high, and none of them are within the reach of the fourth layer of the sect, and this change of formation is extremely flexible, and it is definitely not the effect of mutual transmission of internal forces.

Pan Xuan was secretly worried: "Why did you suddenly run out of so many unknown masters?" Seeing the golden rings shining in everyone's hands, the head rings were like flames, the cloud boots were scattered, and the blue robes were shining, after a little thought, it suddenly dawned on me: these third- and fourth-layer disciples may not be strong themselves, but the golden rings can enhance arm strength, and the head rings can isolate distracting thoughts, and the cloud boots are running like the wind, and the blue robe is a gas cover of its own. In this way, a dozen or so people are enough to defeat the fifth-layer sect people, and a hundred people can also defeat the immortal envoy who breaks the clouds.

He blocked left and right, running east and west, jumping up and down, shuttling back and forth, but he could never break the power of these ten people's palms. Even if he knocked down one or two people, someone immediately made up for it behind him. Pan Xuan secretly praised: "Punctuality and unity, the attack is focused, if they are hundreds of people rushing up, it is easy to have flaws." Brother Kunpeng's formation is painstaking and delicate, and it may not take hundreds of people to use it. If there are ten people, they can form a formation, and when there are a thousand, the power will increase. "Seeing that they each have a single knife on their waists, they may still have the kung fu to press the bottom of the box.

The more he fights, the more heartbroken he becomes, and suddenly laughs, making Taiyi swim in the dragon step, the variables are endless, and suddenly he has rushed out of the formation, although he can't break the formation for a while, but when he escapes, he is indeed a housekeeper skill, and he is unparalleled in the world. When the people of the Qilin Pavilion saw him escape, they immediately turned from attack to defense, carefully guarded, and the disturbance of the formation was subtle, and they were not discouraged at all.

Pan Xuan saluted to everyone and said: "Everyone is so high in kung fu, and they will definitely be the pillars of ten thousand immortals in the future." Everyone was flattered and honored.

Pan Xuan asked again: "Kunpeng, you are so knowledgeable, how can you come up with this wonderful formation?"

Kunpeng was very proud and said: "When Shanhaimen was first established, I was thinking about this method, but unfortunately there were not so many treasures back then, and this gate was not prosperous. Shanhaimen has been alive for more than ten years, and while I changed the formation, I ordered people to find this set of 'Qilin magic robes', and finally not long ago, I gathered a hundred pieces, and this formation was completed. ”

Pan Shuqi said: "Qilin magic robe? Yes, it is a magic weapon made by the true immortals in the past, and wearing it on the body can make people's martial arts multiply." I remember the book said that this treasure was missing, how did you find it?"

Kunpeng pointed to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the distance and said, "The Immortal Envoy compiled the records of the Ten Thousand Immortals Library into a book, which has benefited everyone so far, and is admired by people. I found clues from this, and traveled with a few disciples to find them, and they reaped the results one after another, but it was not so difficult. "Thinking of the friendship with Pan Shu back then, I felt emotional, unhappy and nostalgic.

Pan Xuan admired this formation very much, praised a few words, and forgot his disgust for all immortals for a while. He asked again, "By the way, what about Zhang Qianfeng?"

When Kunpeng heard this former beloved disciple, his heart still couldn't help but be sour, and said: "He became an immortal envoy of the Bitter Dynasty faction, this Bitter Dynasty faction is dead, good and bad, he not only has to practice the kung fu of the Bitter Dynasty faction, but also has to discipline everyone, turn crooked into right, hehe, I knew it was like this, why bother?"

Pan Xuan thought to himself: "Your brother is so sour, but if this sour grape is in your mouth, it will taste good." Ah, it's not good, Zhang Qianfeng is so busy, I ask for wine, Jiang Yuan, and Panxiu, won't I be delayed by him?"

He got up in a hurry, waved his hand at Kunpeng, and flew into the air, Kunpeng smiled bitterly, turned around and continued to supervise everyone, pointing out the shortcomings.

He stepped into the gate of heaven, and in a blink of an eye, he had reached the boundary of the bitter dynasty faction, and then went straight to Zhang Qianfeng's residence, the houses in the bitter dynasty faction were simple, all of them were thatched huts, Zhang Qianfeng lived in a hut halfway up the mountainside, under the feet of stratus clouds, accompanied by an ancient tree. Since the death of the Dark Valley and the masters of the Hidden Heavens, the Bitter Dynasty faction has collapsed, and many people have left without returning, and at this moment they are even more scarce, and their strength is far less than before. But Zhang Qianfeng has been rectifying for two years, and the faction is also quite vibrant, not as lifeless as Kunpeng said.