After this change, Zhuo Yiran and the Demon Sect did not dare to rashly exert their strength, for fear that these two internal forces would interact with each other again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But after all, the two of them are still in the midst of an internal force competition, but they can't weaken the strength in their hands, so they have to maintain the current intensity together.

The internal force advocated by martial arts is nothing more than deep and long-lasting. Zhuo Yiran confronted the Demon Sect before, and the comparison was naturally the former, but after encountering the strange changes in the fusion of each other's internal forces, they turned to test the durability of their internal forces. As a result, the incessant crackling sound behind the two of them disappeared.

Murong Yun really saw that Zhuo Yiran and the Demon Sect had fallen into a dead silence again, so he looked around the two of them. It's also strange to say, although Murong Yunzhen couldn't touch the two of them, the closer he got to them, the more he felt that there was a hot true qi around him.

The rain in this valley had just stopped, and Murong Yunzhen was also soaking wet, but now that he encountered such a warm and true qi, it was very comfortable. Murong Yunzhen then looked at the two of them, shouted two more words in a low voice, and sat down next to each other when he saw that they were unaware.

Of course, Zhuo Yiran and the Demon Sect were aware of the scene of this scholar, but at the moment they were focused on luck and exerted their strength, but they had no time to pay attention to him. As soon as Murong Yunzhen sat down, he stretched out his palms at the two of them, and then enjoyed the free heating service.

This warm and mellow true qi is constantly diffusing outward, like a pond of waves and never stopping. Murong Yunzhen under the seat only felt that there was a constant surge of heat between his ten fingers, and then covered his whole body through his arms, which was really as comfortable as a roasting fire.

It didn't take long for a trace of white gas to emerge from Murong Yunzhen's body, and his originally wet hair and clothes had been dried by the rising heat. After the cold in his body had subsided one by one, Murong Yunzhen began to feel hot all over his body, and then he withdrew his palms and stood up.

But Murong Yunzhen suddenly discovered that there was a three-foot-square piece of grass under the feet of Zhuo Yiran and the Demon Sect that had become yellow and dry, as if it had been burned by wildfire. Murong Yun really looked at it curiously, and found that this situation was still slowly spreading around. It turned out that these were all caused by the spare strength of Zhuo Yiran and the Demon Sect, and for a long time, I was afraid that the plants and trees here would be burned.

It was getting darker again, but it wasn't raining, it was really twilight. But Zhuo Yiran and the Demon Sect still stood still, and they didn't think it would end for a while. The oblique light is dying, the birds and beasts return to their nests, and the foot of Shangyang Mountain will return to a resting scene.

Murong Yun was really bored, but fortunately, he was a person with a good schedule, and when he saw that it was dark, he fell down on the grass next to him.

But I don't know how long it took, Murong Yunzhen faintly heard some unusual movements in front of him, so he opened his eyes in a daze. At this moment, the sky was already bright, so Murong Yunzhen got up to watch, but the scene in front of him really shocked him: he saw that the entire riverside on the other side had turned into a blazing yellow, but it looked incompatible with the surrounding green mountains.

On the silent grass, Zhuo Yiran and the Demon Sect had already withdrawn one palm each, and only stood facing each other with one hand. I saw that both of them raised one hand above their heads, but they suddenly exerted their strength at the same time, and the two extremely powerful true qi quickly swam away.

Murong Yunzhen only heard two loud noises, and then found that the stone behind the two of them cracked for no reason, but the stone behind the Demon Sect penetrated a hole, and Zhuo Yiran's big stone was cracked into several pieces. It turned out that after a night of competition, the two found that the other party's internal strength was unfathomable, and they were afraid that they would not be able to see the bottom after three days and three nights, so they invariably changed to another way.

It's just that the two of them have spent their whole lives cultivating to send out their internal forces, aren't they afraid that the internal forces of the two sides will be entangled and changed like yesterday? But they have their own methods, that is, after the two of them have sent out profound internal forces at the same time, they will absorb all the power sent by the other party. This method can indeed avoid the collision and merging of the two true qis, but the price is that each has to withstand the opponent's internal force penetrating attack, and the cracked stone behind the two is the masterpiece behind this internal force penetrating the body.

Zhuo Yiran and the people of the Demon Sect who are already highly attained, no matter who sends out the internal force, they can easily hurt each other, and the two of them have lost a lot after the internal force competition all night, and now in the face of this powerful true airflow, how can they withstand it?

But seeing Zhuo Yiran a mouthful of blood spraying on the grass, and the corners of the Demon Sect's mouth were also bleeding, Murong Yun was really anxious to see such a scene.

Murong Yun really wanted to rush forward to dissuade him, but the two of them repeated such a force, which was really terrifying to watch.

"Don't be so desperate. Murong Yun really shouted worriedly.

But Zhuo Yiran and the Demon Sect ignored him at all, and still spat out a mouthful of blood and continued. It's just that the two of them are old, and now they are injured by so many internal forces, but they are really uncomfortable. But even so, neither Zhuo Yiran nor the Demon Sect had any intention of stopping.

But there is a limit to the internal force, and when the injuries suffered by the two of them are serious enough, they will no longer be able to withstand the blow of this jade burning. Zhuo Yiran and the Demon Sect immediately withstood the true qi sent by the other party, but they no longer cared about whether it would fuse together, because both of them understood that their internal strength had reached a critical realm, and the next thing was the time for a victory.

I saw that the two of them struck each other with both palms and used their internal force, and when the strength came, a strong air flow burst out, sweeping away the dust and dead leaves on the ground. Zhuo Yiran and the Demon Sect both used their most refined internal forces, and under the collision and squeezing of the two internal forces, they shook the joints of the two of them.

Zhuo Yiran used all his available true qi, and the Demon Sect also used all his internal strength, but no one wanted to fall behind. After such a desperate fight, the two of them are already as red as dates.

But after all, the Demon Sect was born in the inner family, and although its strength was in a desperate situation, it was still fierce, so I heard him roar, and his palms had already penetrated infinite internal force.

Zhuo Yiran frowned, so he had to forcibly stop it. However, the internal force of the Demon Sect is incomparably magnificent, almost like the waves of the sea overturning, but Zhuo Yiran can hardly parry it for a long time. In this way, Zhuo Yiran was pushed by the Demon Sect's palms and slowly retreated, until there was nowhere to retreat behind him.

Seeing that Zhuo Yiran had fallen into the wind, the Demon Sect sent out another violent internal force from his palm, and although Zhuo Yiran struggled to resist, he still couldn't stop his body from slowly embedding himself in the stone wall. Murong Yun was really shocked to see such a scene.

The outcome was decided, and the Demon Sect let go of his palms, but he staggered and sat on the grass. Zhuo Yiran moved his body, and sat down against the cliff.

The two of them really consumed too much internal strength in this competition, so that they couldn't speak after the end. Murong Yun really saw that Zhuo Yiran and the Demon Sect were injured in the front, and this prostration was in the back, so he wrapped a mountain spring with leaves and sent it over.

The Demon Sect was naturally very happy at its victory, but when he saw Murong Yunzhen sending water to Zhuo Yiran, he suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart.

Murong Yun really saw that Zhuo Yiran was drinking happily, and looked back at the Demon Sect again, so he went to the stream to get a handful of spring water and gave it to the Demon Sect.

"The Demon Lord's internal strength is extremely strong, and Zhuo thinks he is inferior. Zhuo Yiran said weakly.

"Hehe, but he only won a little bit over Mr. Zhuo. The Demon Sect replied breathlessly.

In fact, when the competition between the two lasted for a long time, they could see the superiority according to the appointment, because the withered yellow grass behind the Demon Sect was much more than that behind Zhuo Yiran, but the two of them were engrossed in it and didn't notice it. Although Murong Yunzhen saw the weeds on the ground turn yellow, he didn't pay much attention to it.

The two of them simply said that they rested in the same place, and a rare peaceful scene immediately appeared at the foot of Shangyang Mountain. Murong Yun really saw that the two old men were tired, so he thought that they had fought for a day and a night without eating, so he got up and went looking for food.

Although Shangyang Mountain is inaccessible, it is full of ancient trees, and Murong Yunzhen only needs one body to pick off the nuts that have not yet fallen on the trees.

"Let's have a bite to eat. Murong Yunzhen said with a bunch of nuts in his hand.

Zhuo Yiran and the Demon Sect each took half of it and ate it, and Murong Yunzhen had no choice but to go back and pick it again. But before he finished picking, the two old men on the riverside were about to fight again, and Murong Yunzhen had to hurry back to see what was going on.

"In this competition, Mr. Zhuo defeated me in light skills and weapons, and I also won you in moves and internal strength, so it was a tie, why not decide on you and me in terms of mastery?" said the Demon Sect loudly.

"That's fine, but I don't know what kind of exquisite mastery the Demon Lord has cultivated in the past ten years?" Zhuo Yiran said curiously.

"Mr. Zhuo has also seen it. The Demon Sect said.

"Isn't that the Red Flame Technique?" asked Zhuo Yiran.

The Demon Sect shook his head and said, "The Chiyan Technique was comprehended by me in my ancient years, and I used it to fight against Mr. Zhuo last time, if I use it again this time, wouldn't it be too unenterprising?"

Zhuo Yiran smiled deeply, and said, "I want to hear about it." ”

"I have been trapped in the Great Snow Cave for the past ten years, and I have created a set of unique learning, called the Heavenly God Technique. The Demon Sect said proudly.

Zhuo Yiran laughed loudly: "Heaven can also be punished?"

"Heaven is the most fair, all things in heaven and earth are the best, but why can't you condemn it?" replied the Demon Sect disapprovingly.

Zhuo Yiran thought about it for a while, and then he was noncommittal.

Murong Yunzhen had seen the Demon Sect's Heavenly Dispatch Divine Technique in Kunlun Mountain, and the high place was far superior to the martial arts used by the two of them before, so he hurriedly stepped forward and interjected: "The second elder has been fighting for a day and a night, why don't you sleep and try again when you have enough spirit?"

But the Demon Sect couldn't wait to show it, so he said straightly: "Since Mr. Zhuo and I have competed four times in a row, I don't care about this last one. ”

Murong Yun really wanted to persuade, but Zhuo Yiran also nodded and said: "The Demon Lord is not an arrogant person, he dares to send the heavens in the name, I am eager to see how good this set of mastery is." ”

Mr. Zhuo was optimistic. The Demon Sect said happily.

But seeing that the Demon Sect raised two fingers with both hands, and after accumulating his strength slightly, he swiped through the air, and a miscellaneous tree with a thick bowl mouth on the opposite side was instantly wrapped in silver.

Zhuo Yiran saw the Demon Sect make a move, so he couldn't help but flick his hand and admire: "The Demon Lord's finger power is a collection of Xuan Ice and Flame Qi, and the two are not in conflict, but they are progressing with each other, and ordinary martial arts are only afraid that it will be difficult to resist." ”

Before Zhuo Yiran's words fell, the frozen miscellaneous tree suddenly turned into charcoal, and was finally blown away by the mountain wind. Martial arts and this, it is really at the end. Murong Yunzhen looked at the unbelievable scene in front of him, and realized that the Demon Sect had always had reservations in his previous moves, whether it was to wash the Kunlun disciples in blood or kill Ouye Tiangong, he mostly used the Xuanbing Technique and the Chiyan Technique to attack alone.

It was true that the Demon Sect had not used the Heavenly Divine Technique before, not because of how kind he was in his heart, but because he thought that those people were too mediocre and not worth dealing with with with with his most profound mastery.

"I have competed with Mr. Zhuo several times before, but I don't know what kind of exquisite martial arts Mr. Zhuo has developed in the past ten years?" said the Demon Sect proudly.

"I haven't learned anything in the past 10 years. Zhuo Yiran replied simply.

The Demon Sect was disappointed when he heard this, so he said, "If Mr. Zhuo uses the sword qi of ten years ago, I am afraid that he will not be able to take advantage of it anymore. ”

"Although I have never delved into the art of peerlessness, I have been concentrating on the ultimate way of sword qi for ten years, and if I force it to be calculated, it can be regarded as a new martial art. Zhuo Yiran replied leisurely.

"I would like to see Mr. Zhuo show his skills. The Demon Sect said eagerly.

Zhuo Yiran immediately gathered his ten fingers in his heart, and he heard the sound of the wind in the valley endlessly, and the Demon Sect looked at it, but saw that the flying sand and fallen leaves were all going straight to the cliff as if they had gained life. When the wind fell, many stones fell down from the cliff.

"The art of sword dao qi control is indeed not a novelty. The Demon Sect said disdainfully.

"That's why I told the Demon Lord that I haven't deliberately delved into anything in the past ten years. Zhuo Yiran said helplessly.

The Demon Sect flicked his sleeves, and said dissatisfiedly: "Since Mr. Zhuo promised a ten-year contract back then, but he was so perfunctory, it is meaningless for me to win you." ”

"Listening to what the Demon Lord said, it seems that he has won the battle. Zhuo Yiran smiled.

"It's not me who is arrogant, if Mr. Zhuo uses the method just now to send the Heavenly Divine Trick to me, I am afraid that there is no chance of victory. The Demon Sect said confidently.

"The Demon Lord's Heavenly Divine Trick is exquisite, but the matter of victory or defeat is always known only after a competition. Zhuo Yiran said slowly.

"I hope Mr. Zhuo will not let me down. After saying that, the Demon Sect had already retreated to the grass behind the three feet. Zhuo Yiran also jumped immediately and stood on a low flat stone. A battle of the best is about to begin.

Murong Yun really saw that the two of them were going to fight again, but he was extremely anxious, because both of them were seriously injured, and now they were going to distinguish themselves in this unprecedented killing move, and one of them would definitely die in it. Whether it is Zhuo Yiran or the Demon Sect, at this moment, in Murong Yunzhen's opinion, they are just an old man in their last years, but how can they bear to see them die so tragically in front of their eyes?

"Slowly, slowly. Murong Yunzhen hurriedly ran over and shouted.

"I remember that you sent a bowl of water to the old man, so I advised you to stay away, and don't waste your life here. The Demon Sect said impatiently.

"Murong Yunzhen, what else do you have to say?" Zhuo Yiran also said with a little displeasure.

Murong Yun really saw that the two of them were determined to compete, so he knew that no matter how much he persuaded him, it would be useless, so he had to say silently: "The Demon Sect and Mr. Zhuo are both masters, if they can live next to each other, wouldn't it be better to be a confidant and friend?"