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Just when Han Fei and Gu Mozhi were fighting, the duel between Murong Xisheng and King Jinlun was also exciting.

Since the Golden Wheel Dharma King cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong to the ninth layer, he thought that his martial arts had been invincible under the great grandmaster, and even in the face of the Dharma King Kumazhi, he was also full of confidence. However, a few days ago, Gu Mozhi told him that the Central Plains is vast, there are many heroes, and there are countless young masters, even him, they all returned in embarrassment.

Although he is confident that his martial arts are still above Gumachi, he is only slightly better, and he does not have any intention of looking down on Gumachi. Seeing the embarrassed appearance of Gu Mozhi, King Jinlun urgently asked the reason, only to know that he was repelled by the monks of Tianlong Temple, and lost his hand on a scholar who did not know martial arts, and then was defeated by Qiao Feng of the beggar gang, and could only flee back to Tubo in despair. When the Golden Wheel Dharma King heard this, he was immediately excited, so he invited Gu Mozhi to go out of the mountain to challenge the master, and the first stop was this Tianlong Temple.

Although this Tianlong Temple is famous in the martial arts, except for the great master, no one can stop the two from joining forces, and the fact is as expected, the two of them joined forces and beat the masters of Tianlong Temple to the ground, but at this moment, the two young people who suddenly broke in stopped the two of them. The Golden Wheel Dharma King, who originally didn't care about it, suffered a big loss as soon as he fought it, and was directly injured by Murong Xisheng.

On the field, looking at the ugly-looking woman in front of him, the calm disdain on the face of the Golden Wheel Dharma King had long disappeared, and was replaced by solemn vigilance. The Golden Wheel Dharma King, who had not been in the mountain for many years in Esoteric retreat, deeply realized that the Central Plains was full of talents and talents, and felt the strength of the top masters of the younger generation. This is a woman who is not weaker than himself at all, the Golden Wheel Dharma King thought.

I saw that Murong Xisheng's amber divine sword had already attacked, a sword that shocked the sky, the blood-red sword body, and the sword light that volatilized out were also blood-red, and the sword shadow in the air was like a sea of blood, hideous and terrifying. [Dragon Slaying Fairy] The light skill of the first vein is not weaker than what Han Fei has learned, smart, elegant, elegant and agile as if holding a pipa in the sky, elegant and agile like a light falling flower in the sky, elegant like a fairy who gives birth to a lotus step by step, light and high, singing and dancing, she dances with her long eyebrows, wonderful eyes, fingers, waist, flowers on her bun, and a pleated skirt around her waist. Such a posture, such a posture, even if Han Fei's swordsmanship is wonderful and beautiful. It's not as good as the dancing posture of the first beauty in the world. Even if everyone can't see the true face under the skin of the disguised person, such a figure is enough to float like a frightening and fairy in the dust.

The King of the Golden Wheel saw such a wonderful sword move like a dance, and lost his mind slightly, but then reacted, and the three wheels behind him rotated, but each hand still held a round, the gold, silver, copper, iron and lead five rounds were different in weight and size, and he threw them as he went, and the wheels came out when they were crooked, and the five wheels were running like flying. The Golden Wheel Dharma King's [five **** turns] attainments are extremely high, although he has not perfected the realm, but he has also entered the house, which is a must in the rivers and lakes. It's just that facing the Amber Excalibur is like a mouse meeting a cat.

The amber sword is a strange weapon made by the dragon slaying fairy, the scabbard is lined with a layer of cat skin, and the amber rubs to generate electricity, and then the internal force will retain the "electricity" on the sword body to prevent divergence, and the opponent is bound to be electrocuted when fighting with people, unable to control their own weapons, so as to defeat the enemy. King He of the Golden Wheel had seen such a weapon, and he didn't check it for a while, and the two wheels in his hand were handed over with the long sword, and he only felt that his hands were suddenly paralyzed, and the two wheels in his hands almost came out of his hands. And the other party took advantage of the fact that his internal strength was not working, and he deceived himself, and the tip of the sword shook, and several sword flowers stabbed out, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King was shocked, and hurriedly gave up the two wheels in his hand, forcibly lucked, and absorbed the three wheels in the air, attacking Murong Xisheng.

Murong Xisheng smiled lightly, his posture moved slowly like a cloud, turning like a whirlwind, his jade hand and wrist rotated slightly, and the long sword flashed as fast as lightning, the sword light flashed, but it merged with her white and weak figure, "Ding Bell", several voices came out, and the three rounds that broke through the sky were also shot down by the long sword, as if they had discovered the secret of the Amber Divine Sword, the Golden Wheel Dharma King abandoned the wheel and slapped it out with one palm, the dragon roared and the tiger roared, the wind and thunder moved together, both the swiftness of the wind and the fierceness of the thunder, showing domineering. It is "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", this exercise is strong and ferocious, strong resistance to blows, and the internal force is also strong and soft.

Seeing that this chapter is not less than "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon", Murong Xisheng can not be slack, the sword moves are changed, and the lightness and elegance of the women's swordsmanship of the master's lineage are fully displayed.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King made a move this time, and he didn't dare to be careless, one move and two styles, and the palm fist was used at the same time, and the palm momentum shrouded the opponent's body. The palm is soft, the fist is rigid, soft is virtual, and rigid is real. Both fists and palms, rigidity and softness help each other, virtual and real are used together, the sound of the palm wind is like a thunderbolt, the palm is like a thunderbolt, and the only sound of rumbling in the air is endless.

Murong Xisheng's face was suddenly silent, the pressure of that move came spontaneously, and it was omnipresent, forcing her to fly over, and suddenly stood on the ground, with one foot and a single point, like a strong wind and grass, resisting the turbulence outside her body. As soon as the posture flipped, he landed in the air, tiptoed a little, jumped up again, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out on the ground, and the sword moves smoothly, steady and light. The two of them are getting more and more anxious, and they have already exchanged dozens of moves, each of which is a dangerous and murderous move.

Outside the field, everyone saw that Han Fei and Gu Mozhi's eyes were already shining, and they didn't expect that the unknown woman next to Han Fei was also a woman, and every move was everyone's demeanor, obviously taught by a famous teacher since childhood. Master Ku Rong sighed lightly: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the rivers and lakes have produced many talents, and now it is the world of the younger generation. Ben Yin was silent. Duan Yu saw the figure floating in the air, and for the first time he had the idea of cultivating martial arts, and he couldn't help but think about how good it would be if he could be like this.

Although the Golden Wheel Dharma King has strong internal strength, but "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" consumes great internal strength after all, and after a long battle, the Golden Wheel Dharma King has been slightly out of breath, and the handover between palms is not as smooth as before, relaxed and comfortable. Knowing that he would be defeated after a long battle, King Jinlun shouted loudly, and put his palms in a posture similar to Tai Chi, mellow and unintentional, secretly lucky Xuangong, and directly bombarded Murong Xisheng. The palm wind roared, as if the earth-shattering waves swept in, the dust and smoke flew, and the stones on the floor were shattered by the palm wind, which also hit Murong Xisheng. Murong Xisheng also has her own pride, knowing that although the stalemate continues, she will definitely be the one who wins, but she followed Han Fei to the Great Song Dynasty, and she also had the idea of sharpening her martial arts, so the invincible belief in her heart did not let her retreat in the slightest.

She danced with the wind with a pair of wide sleeves, looked up to the sky, and suddenly whispered: "Win without fighting, respond well without words, come without calling, and be good at planning." Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not lost. ~~”

The sword moves changed again, with the awe of heaven and earth, and the obedience to nature, the amber divine sword and the sword Changhong, as if integrated into the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, turned into wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the power of a sword, attracting the wind and the clouds of heaven and earth, instantaneous wind and fury, thunder during the day, even Han Fei and the two not far away were stunned when they saw this sword, even if Han Fei knew that Murong Xisheng, who broke out with all his might, was definitely not weaker than himself, but seeing this sword that affected the topography of mountains and rivers, Han Fei was really shocked.

A sword struck and boiled out, but it was as condensed as ice, and it was as bright as the sun. Like electricity and frost. In that sword intent, there are fierce and delicate, and they are beautiful and fragrant, such as a dance in the country, and the rivers and lakes are peerless. There is free and easy, there is softness and distortion, there is upright and does not change the true color, the power of the operation of heaven and earth is blessed, such as the god of war descends, meets the god to kill the god, meets the Buddha and slaughters the Buddha, with an indisputable momentum, volleying down.

"Poof"

In an instant, the wind was light and the clouds were light, and in the bright sword, blood flowers flew away, the Golden Wheel Dharma King screamed sadly, and a deep bone scar on his shoulder was shocking, and the blood was still bubbling and flowing. The Golden Wheel Dharma King's expression was sluggish, and between the blood gushing, there were many wails. Murong Xisheng put away his sword and stood and looked at Han Fei.

It seemed to be affected by the defeat of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, or perhaps it was because of the amazing and brilliant sword of Murong Xisheng, Gu Mozhi was in a trance, and was slapped to his chest by Han Fei with a palm, and was instantly defeated. Even Han Fei couldn't have imagined that Hauma Zhi would be defeated by him so quickly. Although he has the upper hand, the victory or defeat should still be outside the thirty moves. However, the duel is like this, if you are not careful, you will be separated from life and death. Fortunately, Han Fei didn't have the intention of killing Gu Mozhi.

Gumazhi, who spurted out a mouthful of blood, hurriedly came to the side of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and put a palm behind him, but he was healing the Golden Wheel Dharma King's luck. The two of them are from the Esoteric Sect, although they are their own masters, but they still have the same feelings. A quarter of an hour later, the two of them were sweating profusely, but the Golden Wheel Dharma King's injuries had stopped, but what a proud person the Golden Wheel Dharma King was, it was really a great shame that he was defeated by an unknown woman in the first time he came out of the rivers and lakes. The other party didn't kill him, and at this time, he obviously looked down on him in his eyes. But now he has no strength to fight anymore, so he can only say with hatred on his face: "Who is Your Excellency? ”

"Murong Xisheng!" Murong Xisheng didn't kill him, but for the sake of him being the Great Yuan National Teacher, he didn't want to cause trouble for Han Fei again and set up a strong enemy. If she was alone, the Golden Wheel Dharma King would have already been born and died, and Da Yuan would have no way to deal with her. For the resentment of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, she is even more disdainful, the enemy will improve, she will also improve, and she is confident that her progress is faster than his. Even if the other party comes to the door in the future, so what?

Knowing the name of the enemy, the two of them left in disarray. Before leaving, he also handed over "Little Wuxianggong" to Han Fei, because he knew that this was a condition for leaving safely.

Handing over the cheats to Liu Ruyan, Han Fei came to Murong Xisheng's side and said softly, "Thank you!" Although even if Murong Xisheng killed the Golden Wheel Dharma King, Han Fei was fearless, but this was Murong Xisheng's heart for himself, and Han Fei could only thank him happily.

Murong Xisheng said angrily: "Do you need to be so polite between you and me?"

Han Fei laughed: "It's really my fault, haha." ”