Fan Zizhu also liked Ling Meixue very much in her heart, but she just wanted to make three casual moves with her, so that Lan Daoxin would lose face in front of everyone again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But now Ling Meixue's first move is already very amazing, he has to go all out, he wants to use his strong internal strength to subdue Ling Meixue at once, solve the problem like this, and then laugh, let Ling Chaozong's family of three and Cui Zhicheng leave, anyway, he didn't let him put the person, he didn't have any responsibility at all, but he could put Lan Daoxin in front of the sect leader.

But the move of his internal strength condensation actually dodged Ling Meixue, and he couldn't help but be frightened, afraid that if the second move continued to be dodged by her, the third move would be suspended, and it didn't matter if he dodged the three moves for this little girl, but it would make the top ten hall masters think that Ling Meixue was really powerful, and she could defeat Lan Daoxin and herself in a row, and more importantly, Lan Daoxin was fighting first in front, and she was the last, and she was suspected of wheel war, so it would become that Lan Daoxin had done everything she could, so that Ling Meixue had consumed a lot and paved the way for herself, and she still didn't win, this problem is completely different。

Fan Zizhu knew that he couldn't let Ling Meixue anymore no matter what, and he didn't want to make it bigger, if he gambled on his status in the Sanyuan Sect, wouldn't it be worth the loss, he waited for many years to have an opportunity to win Lan Dao's heart, how could he waste it because of a little girl he didn't know.

"Whew!"

Fan Zizhu used the magic skill of "roaring towards the sky", and with a loud roar, Ling Meixue suddenly felt dizzy, as if she had been hit on the head by a hammer, she almost fainted, her ears "buzzed", and her chest was swollen with a sullen breath, so that she could hardly breathe, and her eyes were confused, as if night was coming.

Thanks to her is Nangong Shaoyou's apprentice, she has practiced internal skills since she was a child, although she is seventeen years old, she also has ten years of cultivation, of course, her ten years cannot be compared with the ten years of cultivation of some adult martial arts figures, but there are also small successes, in the same year, and even compared with most martial arts figures around the age of twenty, they are all better.

After a burst of dizziness, he forced a breath out, barely able to support, and did not fall to the ground.

Fan Zizhu never had the heart to kill Ling Meixue, and he was very confident in his "roaring at the sky" magic skill, he had sent it out once just now, Ling Meixue was already irresistible, he knew where Ling Meixue's endurance had gone, so when he sent it, he also knew in his heart, as long as he shook her to the point that she was dizzy, and then he could defeat her with a casual hand.

Fan Zizhu saw that Ling Meixue was shaky, so she laughed loudly: "Haha, Miss Ling, this seat has always spoken loudly, and it scared you so much that I was very sorry, okay, you can go back, but as you said, I won you, but I didn't win your master, and your master was not defeated in my hands." ”

He said that your master was not defeated in my hands, not as Ling Meixue said, you are not as good as my master, but the difference during this period is very huge, and anyone with a discerning eye can tell it.

Fan Zizhu thought to herself, anyway, she used the "Roar to the Sky" magic skill to subdue her, it was better to win a little more completely, and simply beat her to Ling Chaozong with one palm, the palm power of this palm is Yin power, although it flies far, it does not hurt people, and it also makes everyone happy, knowing that I am the king of heaven!

"Let's go back!"

Fan Zizhu pushed forward with both palms, wanting to roll up Ling Meixue with a breath of internal breath, Ling Meixue has been influenced by Nangong Shaoyou since she was a child, Nangong Shaoyou has a stubborn personality, the stronger she is, the stronger she is, the more soft and not hard, the more powerful others, the more he refuses to admit defeat.

Song Zixiu's martial arts are casual, just like he taught Mu Yiyun back then, you Mu Yiyun was born with divine power, he is bold, and the martial arts he practiced are naturally very strong and domineering, but your apprentice Lin Ziyan is a daughter, but the practice is very different, mainly feminine.

So Nangong Shaoyou has such a character, so that his martial arts are also biased to be strong all the way, Ling Meixue has admired Nangong Shaoyou since she was a child, and she has become an admirer when she grows up, so she learns his habits everywhere, so that her martial arts temperament is also a little edified.

At that time, at the moment of life and death, even more so, when most people were extremely unwell, they chose to back down, save their bodies first and then try to attack again, but the more this time, the more Ling Meixue had to attack hard, and with her heart, she broke through the boundary for a while, and the tightness in her chest and abdomen also adjusted a lot.

She sent her palms forward, directly facing Fan Zizhu's palms.

"Meixue, don't be reckless!" Cui Zhicheng's eyes were sharp, and he had already seen the clues, knowing that Fan Zizhu just wanted to be powerful, and he didn't want to hurt Ling Meixue's heart, as long as Ling Meixue's body was knocked away by him, it would be fine, but if he had a hard time with him, who knew if this demon protector would suddenly change his mind, and the evil Dafa would actually take Ling Meixue's life.

Cheng Ruofei was already worried when he saw his daughter's body shaking in the morning, and when he saw Fan Zizhu's palms struck, his sleeve robe was like a sail blowing in the wind, knowing that this was not trivial, and he didn't care whether he had the ability or not.

Ling Chaozong could see that Fan Zizhu didn't hurt Ling Meixue's heart, he just wanted to show off, and later saw that Ling Meixue could fight back, and his heart was just like Cui Zhicheng, but he usually didn't talk much and didn't shout out in time.

But when he reacted, his wife Cheng Ruofei had already flown out, and he knew that even if he made a move, he would not be able to save him, so he had to hope that Fan Zizhu would take care of his daughter's young age and not have the heart to kill.

Fan Zizhu shouted again: "Good girl!"

He said in his heart: "Okay, you little girl, you are so stubborn, I originally wanted to send you back to your parents, but now I want to fall you down and let you know how powerful this seat is!"

After thinking about it, he wanted to beat Ling Meixue away, let her fall, and suffer from the flesh and skin, so as to remember how powerful he was to the king of heaven.

Therefore, the yin energy in his hand increased by two points of yang energy, and as soon as he sent it hard, he immediately set it out as soon as he handed over Ling Meixue's palm.

Cheng Meixue felt a powerful internal breath from the palm of the opponent's hand, originally as long as she jumped back, at most a few heels, she would be fine, but she was really deeply affected by Nangong Shaoyou, the more this kind of juncture, the more she refused to admit defeat, but Dantian raised another internal force, and wanted to fight with Fan Zizhu.

Fan Zizhu was angry in her heart: "Okay, you little girl who doesn't know what to do, today I will let you suffer some internal injuries, vomit some blood, and go home to lie in the hospital bed for a month or two, so as to remember how good I am." ”

So he raised the internal breath to three points at once, and injected it directly into Ling Meixue's palms, Ling Meixue felt a strong force, through her arms, the internal breath that she had finally lifted was defeated at once, and the two fierce forces rushed straight to the heart.

She closed her eyes, thinking that this time she was going to die, and the stubbornness in her heart burned even more, and she forced herself to replace an internal breath, but the internal breath mentioned this time turned out to be an intensity that she had never had since she cultivated her internal strength, and it could be said that she could not have such a strong internal breath if she practiced for more than thirty years.

Although she was very surprised in her heart, she was not stupid, she had reached the moment of life and death, how could she hesitate, so she transported the internal breath directly to her arms, and in addition to protecting her heart in her heart, it was also endless, and Fan Zizhu's internal breath was like the Yellow River lacking embankment, and it was suddenly washed away.

Not only did he rush away, but he also fought back very sharply to Fan Zizhu's applause, and when Fan Zizhu was proud, he suddenly felt an overwhelming force rushing from Ling Meixue's palm, which frightened him into dissipation: "This little girl, she has such a powerful internal breath, it turns out that she has been deceiving me, just letting me give me a heavy blow without defense!"

Fan Zizhu regretted it to the extreme, he didn't know how many tough battles he had gone through in his life, and he had encountered many first-class players with cunning and scheming, and he had never miscalculated.

The main people, no matter how they deal with him, he is cautious, and he is constantly thinking about what tricks the other party will have, so that no matter how clever the other party is, he can always understand one or two.

But Ling Meixue in front of him is innocent, where is half a point of cunning, even he himself loves this little girl who has never met very much, and today he actually fell in love with her, which can be said to be not very regretful.

But after all, he is a generation of martial arts masters, even if he miscalculates, he is extremely quick to shock his mind, and quickly lifts a breath of internal breath and rushes straight to his arms.

Rao is like this, but after all, he was half a minute slower, and he only felt a shock in his heart, as if he was hit hard by a hammer in the heart, and immediately took three steps back, and with a sweet mouth, a mouthful of blood spit out.

Ling Meixue looked at Fan Zizhu, she was also dumbfounded, she didn't know why Fan Zizhu was like this, and she didn't know why she was suddenly able to lift such a powerful internal force.

But this internal strength is obviously the cold ice true qi that he has cultivated for ten years, there is no doubt about it, there is no half-point vacation, could it be that he has cultivated a powerful internal force in the past ten years, hidden in the body, he is unconscious, and when it comes to life and death, it bursts out.

She suddenly remembered that Nangong Shaoyou had said that he was transferred to the cliff on the Tianshan Mountain, but he was a blessing in disguise, and obtained the fifty years of skill of Xiao Fluttershy, the former lover of Master Song Zixiu, but he had not used it properly and was not able to completely run in, but in the Dharma Conference, when he faced the Netherworld Master, life and death hung by a thread, but with a stubborn spirit, he actually matched with the spirit of Xiao Fluttershy back then, and finally fused the true qi of the two people in his body together, defeating the Netherworld Master in one fell swoop.

However, Nangong Shaoyou had always thought that he had integrated all of Fluttershy's true qi, and he did not realize that there was a powerful internal breath hidden in his body, which could only be triggered when it came to the moment of life and death, so that all of a sudden, the internal breath was raised to a height that had never been before.

Ling Meixue now thinks that it could be that Nangong Shaoyou also injected an extremely powerful internal breath into his body early, and he was unconscious, he just wanted to follow the example of Fluttershy back then, so that he could use a stubborn spirit to make the two of them communicate with each other at the moment of life and death, so that the internal breath was stimulated.

Since Nangong Shaoyou wants her to communicate with him at a critical time, it means that he also loves himself very much in his heart, otherwise how can he ask himself to have a heart-to-heart connection.

In fact, Ling Meixue has always admired Nangong Shaoyou in her heart, so she connects everything that happens around her with him, and even her usual smile thinks that Nangong Shaoyou can see it, so she is more disciplined and wants Nangong Shaoyou to see her dignified side at any time.

This is all the mind of the young girl, for thousands of years, it is all average, and there has been nothing unusual throughout the ages.

Thinking of this, Ling Meixue couldn't help but feel a burst of sweetness in her heart, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she looked up, and saw that the ten hall masters of the Sanyuan Sect were all looking at herself in amazement, Lan Daoxin was both frightened and happy, Ling Meixue was not stupid, of course he understood his thoughts, everyone could see that he was competing with Fan Zizhu, so he was able to defeat Fan Zizhu, he was the happiest, at least he would not let his defeat be despised by everyone, now Fan Zizhu was more seriously injured than him, in contrast, he won, because he was the first to fight, and he was not injured, and Fan Zizhu appeared after the wheel battle, he was injured and vomited blood, how could he compete with him in the future for a day in the Sanyuan Sect.

He was terrified that he had such a high internal force, he felt very surprised, afraid that all the people of the Three Yuan Sect were not his opponents, Ling Meixue couldn't help but laugh in her heart: "Hey, how can I compare with my big brother, he can integrate his internal strength, and how can I, I can only pass it once, and it won't work if I come again, it seems that I should go back with my father and mother." ”

So she was about to speak, saying that she was leaving, and asked Fan Zizhu and Lan Daoxin to fulfill their promise and not to stop her.

But Fan Zizhu had already spoken: "Jiangxi Ziwei Palace, I haven't seen you for ten years, and my martial arts have grown a lot, but it's a pity, congratulations!"

"Ziwei Palace, my mother didn't take me to Jiangxi Ziwei Hall ten years ago, so Fan Zizhu has seen me for a long time?" Ling Meixue was very stunned.

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded behind him: "Chaotian King, White Elephant King, I haven't seen you for ten years, you two have also grown a lot, and you are also very uplifting to your brothers, I am worried that my martial arts are low, and I can't train an apprentice well.

When Ling Meixue heard this voice, she almost fainted, this voice, she couldn't be more familiar with, this voice was the Nangong Shaoyou of her dreams!