Chapter 189: The Seven Styles of the Moon

The Brunei Gewen Sect Master slowly walked to the door of the Dragon Soul Hoof, but he did not follow the script in the hearts of the Lunatic Cultists: Kick the door roughly!

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In front of everyone's eyes, the master of literature and education fully interpreted his literati style, raised his hand elegantly, and knocked on the door politely as if a very good friend had visited. "Enter. ā€

The Dragon Soul Hooves are always so crisp and direct.

Sect Master Wen stretched out his hand to stop a few subordinates who were about to try to break in rudely, and alone, with his hands behind his back, Shi Shiran walked into the room.

The sour smell in the room was still very strong, but the elegant Sect Master did not show disgust, let alone like Elder Hua who was eager to plug his nose, he was very calm, but he saw the Dragon Soul Hu sitting on the ground, as if he was weak as losing his strength, sweat on his forehead was like rain, he was clearly enduring a lot of pain, he couldn't help but be surprised, he stepped over with an arrow step, grabbed the hand of the Dragon Soul Bird, and said in horror: "What's the matter, Lord Long Xiang?"

Dragon Soul Hu smiled bitterly, what else could he dodge? He didn't even have the strength to dodge and shake, Elder Hua's blow, he resisted with the remnants of his strength, and he was not shocked to death in the hall, it was already regarded as how many candles and paper treasures his ancestors had burned and accumulated countless shades in exchange for it.

The meridians of his whole body can be said to be almost completely paralyzed, what kind of concept is that?

Well, it's like a city suffered an earthquake, and there were countless roads in the city, but none of them were broken and damaged, but they were distorted in various ways, and then, under the squeeze of various terrains, various blockages were formed, and they could no longer pass smoothly.

The Wenjiao Master frowned, and said: "Lord Longxiang, for the sake of today, you should immediately go back to Mingyue Valley with me, so that I can find a few masters to straighten out the meridians for you, otherwise, after a long time, I am afraid that Lord Longxiang's great cultivation will be difficult to preserve." ā€

Dragon Soul Hu smiled and said, "Sect Master Wen doesn't need to comfort me, now, even if I still have the original martial arts, it will be difficult to survive." ā€

Sect Master Wen was slightly stunned, and then said, "You know everything?"

The dragon soul hoofed nodded and did not speak. "I can promise you that when you open the Holy Chamber, I promise that you will be able to live. ā€

The Dragon Soul Hoov looked up at Sect Master Wen and said lightly: "Sect Master Wen, in your opinion, if I want to escape from this Ten Thousand Poison Valley, can anyone stop me?"

The sect master pondered for a while, shook his head, and said, "No." ā€

The dragon soul hoofed said: "However, I didn't escape, why did you say?"

There was a hint of appreciation in the eyes of the sect master, and he said, "Because of your wife." ā€

The dragon soul hoofed said, "Not bad. ā€

Sect Master Wen said: "Because you love your wife, you can't bear her to stay because of the pain of that Gu poison, Wen admires this very much, but you should also know that as your use value is completely consumed, your wife will still die." ā€

The dragon soul hoofed his head and seemed to say to himself, "I just thought I could live a little longer, and she would live a little longer......"

The sect leader froze.

The Dragon Soul Hoov suddenly raised his head, stared at Sect Master Wen, and said, "Sect Master Wen, presumably you are already attacking in a big way?"

The sect leader nodded slightly.

The Dragon Soul Hu said in a deep voice: "I can promise you Sect Master Wen to go with you, the premise is only one condition." ā€

The sect master's eyes lit up, and he knew that all transactions were facilitated by the satisfaction of various conditions.

He also looked at the dragon soul hoof, and said, "Lord Long Xiang, please speak." ā€

Dragon Soul Hu said slowly: "Please ask Sect Master Wen to rescue his wife for me, and at the same time, Elder Liuma will be killed, it is best to hand him over to me." You see......"

This can already be regarded as three conditions, at least two conditions, however, the sect master didn't care, and said loudly: "The people outside the door listen to it, and immediately pass it on, rescue the beloved wife of the dragon incense lord, and capture Ma Guzhang alive." ā€

The sect members outside the door immediately responded: "Yes, sect leader!"

Elder Wu can be said to have cut through all the obstacles and fought all the way to a bloody path. The gray robe on his body had been stained red with blood, and his old face was also covered with splattered blood, and the blood was drenched in blood, like a monster crawling out of a pool of blood.

However, Elder Wu's pace was still very steady and fast, and he couldn't see that his mental and physical strength had been greatly depleted in the fierce battles along the way.

When his figure appeared outside the Dragon Soul Hoof's residence and found the Moon Worship Sect again, there was no surprise, just a slight pause, and then, he strode over again. The Lunatic Cult members are ready to fight with all their swords.

The sect master in the house said lightly: "You guys live." ā€

The sect master let go of the dragon soul hoof's hand, patted the dragon soul hoof, and said, "Lord Long Xiang, you can rest quietly here for a while." Wen will come when he goes. ā€

The dragon soul hoofed glanced at him and didn't speak.

The master of culture and education stood up, took a step forward, and took a big step.

The moonlight was soft, like a lover's caressing. Elder Wu stood at Wuzhang and stared at Sect Master Wen. The head of the culture and religion also stood under the moon with his hands on his shoulders, and the moonlight robe fluttered in the wind, out of the dust.

He smiled slightly and said, "It turns out that it is Elder Wu, I don't know what Elder Wu is here to do when he is more deeply exposed, he doesn't stay in the bed and hugs his concubine to enjoy life, but he is here?"

Elder Wu sneered and said, "Sect Master Wen, this is a good word, it should have been Wu's lines, but I taught you to snatch it first, Sect Master Wen, be a man, sometimes you still have to pay attention to it, Sect Master Wen is so black and white upside down, it seems, isn't it kind enough?"

The head of the sect said coldly: "Be kind, if you want to be kind, at least you are not worthy." For the sake of some selfish desires, ignoring the pain of his own brother, and doing whatever he wants, you tell me, is this kindness?"

Elder Wu was stunned, the muscles on his face stiffened, and some blood that had not yet coagulated slowly fell, and said, "No matter what, it is a family matter of our sect, and it is not the turn of you, the sect master, as an outsider, to point fingers." ā€

Sect Master Wen snorted coldly and said, "I might as well tell you, Lord Longxiang is now my brother of Wen, and his business is Wen's business, and I am in charge." ā€

Elder Wu stared at Sect Master Wen deadly, suddenly laughed, and said: "Okay, I, Wu Zaiju, have always been ashamed and guilty of my shamelessness, and when I saw Sect Master Wen's shamelessness tonight, I feel that I don't have to worry about whether I will be turned into depression by guilt, I can be completely relieved." "Text

The sect leader said lightly: "Regardless of whether Wen is shameless or not, tonight, Lord Longxiang, I must take it away." ā€

Elder Wu's eyes were cold, and he said coldly, "What if I don't want to?"

"You can try." ā€

"Good. I'll try the 'Moon Death Seven Styles' wonderful swordsmanship that shocked Miao Jiang by the Master of Culture and Education. ā€

It is said that when it is inevitable to do something, Bento should be the first to strike. However, what people see more often is that when two masters face each other, they often have to make a long speech, as if they want to use verbal violence to kill the opponent before knocking them down by force. In fact, the conversation before the start has three main functions:

First, the use of language technology to hold the truth in one's arms, occupy the high ground of moral truth, and gain the understanding and support of the masses of the people, the effect of that is to kill the opponent, and also gain the understanding of the masses, thus downplaying or even covering up his evil deeds.

Second, through the way of dialogue and time, or the use of language to test the reality of the other party, if the person with poor quality in his heart is squeezed by a strong aura, the fighting spirit is broken and destroyed, and it is not impossible to be defeated without a fight.

Third, it is the current situation of Elder Wu, through talking, stealing time to recover mental and physical strength.

Obviously, although Elder Wu has profound skills, he has been charging all the way into battle and fighting bloodily, without any loss, which is fake.

What's more, the person he faced was not an ordinary master, but the leader of the Lunatic Cult.

The master of literature and education, "Seven Styles of the Moon Death", is well-known in Miaojiang, although it is only seven styles, that is, seven moves, but it has been in Miaojiang for more than 20 years, and few masters have completed seven moves under its sword. Elder Wu is in the best condition, and he may not be his opponent, not to mention the killing, the person is old, the metabolic function of the new formation is aging, and the recovery speed is many times slower than when he was young.

Although, through a buffer of dialogue, his mental and physical strength have also recovered to a certain extent, but if he is in this state, he can beat the Wen Sect Master, unless it is a miracle.

He was actually secretly complaining in his heart, he did think that the Lunatic Sect would definitely snatch the Dragon Soul Hoov away, but what neither he nor Sect Leader Gong expected was that the Lunatic Sect would attach such importance to the Dragon Soul Hoof!

The Lunatic Cult Leader personally participated in the robbery!

If, knowing that the leader of the Lunatic Cult, Bruleg, was here, holding the black light knife of the bitter elder on his neck, he might not be so active and desperate to run all the way to the bloody side, it is estimated that it is very likely that he will make up the east side without working hard, and the west side will be neat, and the moonlight will go west, and the morning light will spray in the east, and he will sigh, oops, he finally survived the night of overtime, and went home to boil porridge and treat himself.

He secretly hated it, he didn't know how many brain cells had died, so he tried his best to talk nonsense to the sect master, delaying time, so as to wait for Elder Hua, Elder Ku, and Elder Ma to come and support, but after a lot of words, none of the ghosts came!

He couldn't help but hate and curse: It's all dead, it's dead, it's not dead, but if you don't come, you will be killed!

In fact, he also knew it in his heart, their Five Poison Sects all had seven elders and one incense master, and one hall master inside and outside, and the history of the Moon Worship Sect was much older than that of the Five Poisons Sect, and the foundation was only above the Five Poisons Sect. This time, even the Wen Sect Master personally came out, undoubtedly pouring out of the nest, with the current meager strength of the Five Poisons Sect, where is it possible to organize a strong lineup to effectively contend with it?

It's just that there are some things that can't be backed down.

Elder Wu gritted his teeth with hatred, stiffened his scalp, held the Miao Dao with both hands, stretched out diagonally in front of his chest, and said in a deep voice: "Sect Master, please give me advice." ā€

The sect master slowly drew out the sword, the sword body was narrow and long, under the moon, like a string of autumn water.

"The first type of 'Seven Styles of the Moon', 'Bright Moonlight in front of the bed'. ā€

"Wait, Sect Master Wen, are you going to recite three hundred Tang poems with me?" Elder Wu couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"The second form of 'moon death', 'the bright moon sends acacia for thousands of miles'. The master of the sect did not answer, and continued to recite the poem on his own.

Of course, Elder Wu knew that the Sect Master was definitely not in battle, and suddenly Yaxing was in a big fight, and he didn't chant poetry to vent his feelings, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for the bright moon that shined through the ages, and now he has witnessed that under her gorgeousness, there are not only wind and snow, but also blood and rain.

As the Sect Master slowly recited word by word, Elder Wu suddenly had a strange feeling.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed", the sword light with a desolate aura in the clear autumn water, actually made a distant thought suddenly rise in Elder Wu's heart, the once young years, the long-buried shadow, seemed to slowly open his eyes from the long sleep, and the sad eyes slowly became rich......

"The bright moon sends lovesickness", Elder Wu's heart suddenly hurts, in the past, the unattainable dream, as if it was close at hand, but when he reached out to touch, it suddenly drifted away, with his care, with his love and hatred, slowly away, and on the contrary, the thread tied in the middle was faintly forever and forever bound to his care, thousands of miles and ......

Elder Wu's heart instinctively jumped, and his eyes widened vigilantly, and at this time, he saw that the sword in the hand of the Wen Sect Master had turned into a gentle and sad silver light, covering it...... (To be continued.) )