"Is your three-element function better than Master's Yuan Heavenly Gong?"

"Sanyuan Gong?" Mu Yiyun, Ye Tunan, and Gu Xishi were all taken aback, and said in unison: "You are Mao Ziyuan?"

This Cizhao is the leader of the Sanyuan Sect, everything is resting Mao Ziyuan, I saw him bow his head and mutter, "Twenty years ago, he was similar to my skills, twenty years later, who can say accurately, if his swordsmanship is really like this girl, that is, his skills are slightly inferior to me, I may not, not necessarily..."

He let out a long sigh and stood up to leave. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Mao Ziyuan, don't leave your life, but you want to leave?" Song Wan'er said sharply.

Mao Ziyuan turned around and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, he put a chair down, took a cup of fragrant tea, and sat down very freely.

"Okay, good, good, no matter if you are seven people together, or you are fighting alone, as long as you win the king's move, the king should present the head of the king!"

Mu Yiyun held the mace in his hand, strode forward, and said loudly: "Hmph, Mao Ziyuan, I know that I am not your opponent, but the disciples of the Xiaoyao Palace, how can there be people who are greedy for life, and if they die, they will die, what is the matter!"

"Okay! Song Zixiu's disciple really lives up to his reputation!" Mao Ziyuan took a sip of fragrant tea, "Then send you back to heaven first!"

With a palm of his left hand, Mao Ziyuan slashed towards Mu Yiyun in the air, the two were separated by more than two zhang, could it be that his palm power could hit such a distance, this is an unbelievable thing, Mu Yiyun was stunned for a while.

I only heard a loud "pop!", Mu Yiyunfang came back to his senses, less than three feet in front of him, Song Wan'er and Nangong Shaoyou were standing there, and at the same time they made a palm, and Mao Ziyuan's right palm took the power of their two palms, and his body gently floated back to its original position, and he took a sip of fragrant tea leisurely.

Everyone was shocked, that Mao Ziyuan shot so fast, and instantly came to Mu Yiyun two zhang away, if it weren't for Song Wan'er Nangong Shaoyou's timely move, he would have died under Mao Ziyuan's hands.

The four people in Xiaoyao Palace all know that Song Wan'er and Nangong Shaoyou's skills are far above them, and there are people in the world who can take them together at the same time, and they can also swim so leisurely, it turns out that in addition to their own master, there are really such people, it is not surprising.

"Two dolls have such skills, rare, rare!" Mao Ziyuan stretched, " When he wanted to leave the boat to assassinate Gongzi Qingji, after Qingji hit the sword, he told his subordinates not to kill him, saying that he would die today, and that two warriors could not die on the same day in this world, you two did not want to leave the bravery, and this king is not so incompetent as Qingji, in this world, who really understands the subtlety of martial arts, I think only this king and Song Zixiu, Najana monk and Jiang Ziwen are insignificant, if we go to the two immortals, you two and the girl who makes the sword, live for 30 years, or can have achievements, today the right when you are leaving, this king loves Cai, do not kill you, let's go！”

"Hahahaha!" Nangong Shaoyou looked up to the sky and smiled, "Gongzi Qingji, what a character, how can you be compared to a demon like you, you actually compare the clown who takes less than thirty catties to us, and I will take your dog's life today!"

Song Wan'er and him have the same heart, Nangong Shaoyou's words just fell, and the two of them palmed at the same time, Song Wan'er's luck "Yuan Tiangong", a pure yang true qi, condensed both palms, Nangong Shaoyou's cold ice true qi also stirred out with the "cold ice palm".

"Stubborn! This king will educate his apprentices on behalf of Song Lao'er today!"

He used a cold ice palm with his left palm, to compare the cold with Nangong Shaoyou, and the "Sanyuan Gong" with his right palm was agitated, and he wanted to compete with Song Wan'er to compare the strength of his internal breath.

Nangong Shaoyou came into contact with his palm, and suddenly felt a trace of cold air penetrating his arm, the two of them used the palm technique is only a word difference, the difference is a "cotton" word, "cold ice palm" is above board, a cold air is overwhelming, but the "cold ice cotton palm" is extremely feminine, can penetrate from the void position in the opponent's palm power, and go straight to the heart.

Fortunately, Nangong Shaoyou is also a big expert in cold palms, and after trying it, he knew the mystery of the other party's palm power, and immediately returned his palm, and a breath of internal breath protected his heart, and Song Wan'er also took half a step back.

This did not scare the two, but inspired Nangong Shaoyou's arrogance, the stronger he became, he let out a long roar, his palms flew over, and he jumped into the battle group, and Song Wan'er was looking forward to him, since he was desperate, how could he not be desperate.

The two of them have the same mind, and they are also practicing hard in the Mongolian grassland, and the pure yang and pure yin true power are intertwined, which makes Mao Ziyuan have some appreciation in his heart.

The old man was already so frightened that he hid in the house, and Mu Yiyun, Ye Tunan, and Gu Xishi and his wife had already been swept away by the two true qi of extreme cold and blazing, and they stood far away to watch.

Only Leng Yiyi, holding the Qingyu Sword in both hands on her chest, stood a face away and watched, and the palm wind of the three of them blew her emerald green dress flying around, but she was like an ice sculpture beauty, motionless like a mountain.

At the beginning, Nangong Shaoyou and Song Wan'er were still threatened by Mao Ziyuan's divine power at the beginning, but under the fierce battle, Nangong Shaoyou's body was agitated with cold and ice true qi, and gradually entered the realm of selflessness, his face was suddenly as cold as frost, and there was only Mao Ziyuan in his eyes, and he was going to kill him with all his body and mind.

Everyone had never seen Nangong Shaoyou with such an expression, and they couldn't help but feel a little frightened in their hearts, but seeing that his palm skills were becoming more and more powerful, it was really unbelievable, and Song Wan'er was also extremely affected by it, he suddenly seemed to have his skills by three points, and she naturally advanced with it.

Leng Yiyi couldn't help but take two steps back at this time, Nangong Shaoyou suddenly let out a long roar, Song Wan'er understood in her heart, a move "Weiyang first arrives", and she is naturally Nangong Shaoyou's "cold ice well", for a while, a pure yang true qi and a pure yin true qi, water and fire are compatible, like a flash flood, slamming towards Mao Ziyuan.

I only heard that Mao Ziyuan shouted "Okay!", his palms were together, "Ping!" There was a loud bang, Mao Ziyuan's body flew backwards, "pop", and the chair he was sitting on was suddenly shattered.

Everyone cheered in unison, who knows, Nangong Shaoyou and Song Wan'er spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, stroking the murderer with their left hand, Leng Yiyi hurriedly stepped forward to support the two and sat on the chair.

The two of them gasped violently, Leng Yiyi couldn't care about the suspicion of men and women, and used his hand to calm the chest of the two, and when the palm of his hand touched, he felt the blood of the two of them rolling, and his internal breath was churning.

But he heard Mao Zi calmly and said: "Two dolls, with such skills, it is good, this king has a word first, I will not kill you, and second, you two can slap this king without dying, and you should spare your lives." ”

After saying that, he laughed and walked away, everyone was shocked, this man slapped the two of them, the two of them suffered internal injuries, but he was unscathed, at this moment he wanted to kill people, it was easy, but he didn't bother to kill them at all, this kind of courage was even more amazing.

Leng Yiyi hurriedly fed the two of them with wound medicine, and the two immediately sat cross-legged, and the five of them guarded by the side, very worried, after a cup of tea, I saw Nangong Shaoyou's face flushed, and Song Wan'er's face was indigo, and after a cup of tea, Nangong Shaoyou's face was indigo, and Song Wan'er's face was red, so three times of conversion, the two of them spit out three mouthfuls of blood.

The five of them breathed a sigh of relief, "Shaoyou, that Mao Ziyuan is very powerful!"

Nangong Shaoyou smiled slightly, "I don't die in the calamity, I think I, the little mage of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, is still not as good as that old god stick!"

In an instant, his face sank, full of worry, and said: "Fang Cai Mao Ziyuan came from outside the village, and entered Ziwei Palace, but there was no news from Feifei, I am afraid of falling into the hands of the Demon Sect, and Mao Ziyuan arrived, she was very dangerous, in this way, everyone went to the "Fulai Inn" three hundred miles away to wait, if you don't see me back for five days, leave immediately!"

"I'll go with you!" Song Wan'er and Leng Yiyi said in unison.

Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile: "Feifei may not have fallen into the hands of the Demon Sect, she is very elf, I entered Ziwei Palace to investigate, it is convenient to go alone, Yiyi, Senior Sister is injured, you have to take care of her!" (To be continued.) )