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Yang Xiao's martial arts are varied, but he is not superficial, he is talented, his surname is excellent, every kind of martial arts is practiced profoundly, and it is kneaded together, unpredictable, and extremely powerful. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Or palm or fist, or claw or finger, the hands are varied, or like a sword, or like a knife, or like an axe, the moves are complex, the changes are endless, and it is dazzling.

The people watching the battle around couldn't help but gasp, such a complex and subtle move was really not something they could handle!

Zhou Zhiruo's body is fluttering, light and graceful, suddenly in front, suddenly behind, advancing and retreating, gentle and smart, elegant and elegant.

Her two hands are snow-white and crystalline, and her ten fingers are white and snowy, slender and delicate, or plucked or twisted, like stroking a piano, and her slender onion fingers are not far from Yang Xiao's pulse, making him restrained and difficult to exert to his heart's content.

Yang Xiao's palm reached in front of Zhou Zhiruo, and wanted to hit her, but her slender fingers were already entwined, like a shadow, covering his wrist, and the fingertips were lightly swiped, elegant and graceful, but the murderous intention was hidden, forcing him to withdraw his palm and change his moves.

It seems to draw a bow and shoot an arrow, and he has been gathering momentum for a long time, but he always retracts it at the last moment, again and again, even though his skills are profound, he is also a little unbearable, his breath is slightly suffocated, and his operation is not smooth.

This kind of suffocating taste, Yang Xiao has experienced it once, that is, the time he competed with Lin Xiaoqing, it was difficult to let go, even if he had a wonderful martial arts, but he always couldn't show it, which made him want to look up to the sky and roar.

Although the hall is spacious, this time the ceremony is too lively, and the Huashan faction is also working hard to do it, so there are many guests, and the tables are quite crowded between the tables.

Although Xiao Yuesheng and Li Ruoyun were at the next table, they were very close to each other, back to back, and they could smell each other's breath.

Li Ruoyun said to himself lightly: "I didn't expect Yang Xiao's martial arts to enter the realm like this. ”

She had seen the last competition between Yang Xiao and Lin Xiaoqing, and when she saw it at this time, she suddenly found that Yang Xiao's internal strength seemed to have improved by one level.

"Hmm. Xiao Yuesheng played with the silver cup and nodded slightly.

When it comes to Yang Xiao's realm, it is extremely difficult to advance martial arts, just like a hundred feet ahead, and it is also like sailing against the current, with great resistance.

He was able to improve in such a short period of time, presumably with the help of external forces, and he didn't want to know, it must be Zhang Wuji's credit.

Everyone breathed and condensed, clasped their hands tightly, staring at the two people in the field, Yang Xiao's light skills were extremely high, his body was exquisite, and Zhou Zhiruo and Zhou Zhiruo were fists and feet, no matter up or down.

Zhou Zhiruo's figure flashed, graceful as a dance, very good-looking, but her hands were full of murder.

Everyone watching the battle is not a vulgar hand, and they can see the killing machine contained in Zhou Zhiruo's hands, put themselves in their shoes, and imagine themselves as Yang Xiao, they feel that it is rare to move, Yang Xiao has been in the martial arts for so many years, it is really not a fluke!

"It's another big shift!" A coquettish voice sounded, but it was sent by Xiao Yuesheng's third junior sister Lin Xiaoqing, she was dressed in an apricot yellow shirt, with a slender posture, slim like jade, sitting at the table, revealing elegance and laziness.

Yang Xiao was helpless at this time, her moves were far less subtle than the other party's, she could always intercept her own shots, force herself to change her moves, and she was ruthless, so she used her skills to watch the house.

Qiankun moved out, he began to be hard against hard, wanting to use his deep internal force as a tool, although the other party was young, so acted, some of them were not martial, but they couldn't care so much.

Zhou Zhiruo smiled faintly, no longer changed her moves, and her slender hand met Yang Xiao's big hand.

With a "bang", both of them took a step back, and she only felt that her body involuntarily pounced forward, as if the internal force was drawn forward by the trend, rather than backshocking, and she couldn't help but be startled, and the internal force that was not released turned quickly and stabilized her figure.

At this time, when I heard Lin Xiaoqing's reminder, I already understood in my heart that this was the great shift of the Ming Sect's Zhenjiao Divine Skill, and I was slightly excited in my heart.

Regarding the great shift of Qiankun, she had heard Lin Xiaoqing talk about it on her last trip to Guangming Peak, and she was quite regretful in her words, as if she was disappointed in its power, and she only needed to use the Ning Yu Palm to restrain her.

Zhou Zhiruolian's feet swirled, lost her stamina, her body stabilized, she looked at Yang Xiao, who was full of eyes and imposing momentum, her hands were slowly lifted, and she raised them to her chest, and her originally snow-white hands became a little whiter, which was the jade palm of the Shuiyun Sect.

Her Ning Yu palm was still shallow, and she didn't know if she could defeat him, but her husband was behind her, but she was not worried at all, and she reached out with her palm.

Yang Xiao saw the strange appearance of her palms, and was secretly annoyed in his heart, smiled bitterly, and secretly called bad luck, but he recognized this palm skill, but this time he was afraid that it would be useless.

But the arrogance and anger in my heart still exist, I have been in the martial arts for many years, but I am not as good as a young disciple of the Emei faction, and it is too embarrassing!

After thinking about it, he used his strength, no longer left his hand, and suddenly collided with the slender jade palm.

The sound of "bang" was dull, but it was heard far away, and the people watching the battle around only felt that their eyes were shaking, as if it were an earthquake.

Yang Xiao's figure shook, his face was as pale as a red date, and the blood all over his body seemed to be pouring up on his face, like Guan Gong, shaking a few times, and finally took a step back, and then took a step back.

After two steps, his flushed face had turned pale, like a blank piece of paper, bloodless, as if all the blood had flowed away.

On the hard bluestone ground, the two footprints were half a foot deep, and Yang Xiao's feet were still stuck in them, unable to pull them out.

Zhou Zhiruo's face was as usual, standing quietly in place, although her Ning Yu palm was still shallow, its internal strength was profound, and it was extraordinary.

Her internal skills are different from those that others have worked hard to achieve, but she has cultivated double with Xiao Yuesheng, which can be described as a thousand miles, advancing by leaps and bounds, and quite tricky, but people's chances are like this, and there is no fairness at all.

"Alright, that's it. Xiao Yuesheng's faint voice sounded, he put down the silver cup, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, yes, so far, forget it. Zhang Wuji also nodded hurriedly, his body moved, he flew up from the chair, jumped behind Yang Xiao, slapped him lightly, and said with a smile: "Yang Zuo, forget it." ”

Yang Xiao's body breath was chaotic, like a wild horse on the loose, scurrying around, no longer under his control, just when he was anxious, a pure and gentle internal force suddenly poured in, as if boiling water met ice and snow, and his body suddenly calmed down.

He took a breath, nodded, and clenched his fists, "Obey the Sect Master's decree." ”

He turned his head to Zhou Zhiruo and hugged his fist and said: "Miss Zhou's martial arts are profound, and she is willing to bow down, admire, admire!"

The surrounding crowd made a "buzzing" sound, and there was a lot of discussion, sighing incredible, Yang Xiao, that is the top master in the martial arts, even if the head of the six major sects, he can only be compared with Shaolin, Wudang and Emei.

Now, the second-generation disciple of the Emei faction, and the youngest disciple, can defeat him, it is really unbelievable and unbelievable.

Although he didn't like Yang Xiao, but seeing him so bright, he admired him a little, Zhou Zhiruo hugged his fists and said lightly: "Yang Zuo is polite, this victory or defeat is still unknown." ”

She also felt that she was stained with her husband's light, relying on internal strength to win, and some of them were not martial, but she also left a glimmer of face for Yang Xiao, which can be regarded as looking at the face of Brother Wuji.

Yang Xiao shook his head and smiled, said no more, and silently returned to his seat.

Looking at his somewhat lonely demeanor, the surrounding masters have risen to the feeling of sadness of the rabbit and the fox, Yang Xiao is such a master, he is actually folded in the hands of such a young disciple of the Emei faction, a lifetime of fame and a loss, the big waves wash the sand, this is the cruelty of martial arts.

Suddenly, the hall fell silent......

"In Xia Zhao Qingyuan, I want to ask Xiao Shaoxia for a few tricks!" A clear voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, and a young man with a large figure walked out, wearing a long sword at his waist, and his aura was magnificent.

Everyone raised their eyes to watch, and the sound of discussion also sounded, this person has sword eyebrows, lips like Dan, nose like hanging gall, eyes shining, heroic between the eyebrows, there is no weakness, it is really the prince charming in the eyes of the girl.

"This is a sword like lightning Zhao Qingyuan, why is he here?" someone whispered.

"He's a young hero, a leader of the younger generation, and it's not surprising that he receives invitations. The person next to him was unimpressed.

"Poof" chuckled, as if he couldn't help laughing, and the laughter was crisp and pleasant.

People looked at it, but it was the woman at the table of the Shuiyun faction, the woman's bright eyes were like a pool, bright and deep, which made people can't help but fall into it and can't extricate themselves.

"Fifth sister, don't laugh!" Yang Yuqi, who was dressed in a light green Luo shirt, gently pulled Liu Qingquan's Luo sleeve and said in a low voice.

"Fourth sister, people can't help it!" Liu Qingquan twisted his waist, glanced at Zhao Qingyuan, who was long and jade, and said in a coquettish voice, hearing that the hearts of the people around him were fluttering, and they wanted to step forward to take care of it.

Zhao Qingyuan's fair and handsome face was slightly red, and he obviously understood that the girl with bright eyes was smiling at herself, but it was a little inexplicable.

If it was someone else, he could have opened his mouth to drink, but in the face of a delicate girl, he couldn't lose his temper at all, and this girl's temperament was so pure that he couldn't bear it.

Xiao Yuesheng put down the silver cup he was playing, frowned, and asked lightly, "This young man, why do you want to do it with him?"

(To be continued)