The two of them walked faster and faster, but the circle shrank smaller and smaller, which shows that each other feels that there is no gap for each other, so they have to try their best to endure until the last moment, hoping that the other party will strike first and show an opportunity. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The flame knife is a big killer weapon to hurt people in the air, but this kind of close-fitting short hit can't exert much lethality. The swordsmanship that can make the emperor more and more powerful is already a talent for Gu Mozhi.

As the battle circle became smaller and smaller, the opponent's sword qi shot from all directions, but the room left for him to fight back became smaller and smaller.

With the eyesight of the grandmaster of the Gumo Zhi generation, he naturally saw that something was wrong, especially the sword magic skill that he was most afraid of had not yet been used, and he immediately exhaled and made a loud noise, like a thunderclap on the ground, and attacked five moves in a row in an instant, and retreated a few steps.

In terms of internal strength, the Emperor Fu Yan, who has not yet completed the fusion of the thirty-six diagrams of the Northern Underworld, is indeed inferior to Gu Mozhi, but when it comes to attack power, sword cultivation has never lagged behind.

Gu Mozhi's side had just retreated, and Huangfu Yan's side had already followed closely, his sword aura was like a rainbow, and the sky was full of light and rain.

The people of Tianlong Temple have just cast the six-vein divine sword, and they are already conceited that if they have cultivated to the extreme, they will be swordsmanship, but at this time, when they saw the swordsmanship of Huangfu Xuan, they were also stunned, and their souls were shaking. Thinking to yourself, maybe the two are comparable.

Ku Rong was really surprised to see that the emperor was less than 30 years old, and he already had such attainments in martial arts! When he lamented that the martial arts talents in the Central Plains were numerous, he inevitably lamented that there was no successor to the Duan clan in Dali.

The masters of Tianlong Temple are all descendants of the Duan family, and the talents are naturally incomparable to the Central Plains faction, fortunately, the Duan family is highly skilled, and one move and one yang finger can dominate the world, but the prosperity and decline of the country's fortunes, so many years, the Duan family has long been not as enterprising as the ancestors, and indulging in Buddhism is just the appearance, and more decadence brought by a rich life.

The small movements of the Gao family can't be seen by the discerning person, but the emperor of Baoding does not dare to resist, and he is tied up, which is simply not like the actions of people in the martial arts. At the beginning, the ancestor of the Duan family asked them to call themselves the martial arts clan, and what they did was just to retain a piece of blood, but now it seems that it is not very successful.

The old monk thought so, but Yagatuo, who had suffered a dumb loss over there, was still unwilling, and seeing that the two of them were still deadlocked, the tiger roared, and his fists came out together, and he pounced on the emperor!

Gu Mozhi frowned, and shouted: "Senior brother, don't mess around!" Before he finished speaking, he saw a figure in front of him flickering, and Huangfu Yan had already lifted Yagetuo's collar, raised it high, and shouted: "Go!"

Haruma was caught off guard, and was blocked by a temporary move from the opponent's Dragon Sword. This move was already extremely popular, and everyone didn't know what to do, but it was the legendary flying sword skill, and they were all shocked, and they forgot about Yagetuo, who was thrown away by the emperor.

Pity this Yakeda generation of promising monks, a skill, was thrown by the enemy, the whole body involuntarily, in the air turned two heels, only to fall to the entrance of the main hall, seeing that this fall is not light, fortunately, the Huangmei monk is in a hurry, flew over, grabbed the opponent's collar, gently dragged a belt, eased the momentum of the fall, put him on the ground, can be regarded as a return for the previous Gumo Zhi's mercy.

It's just that what makes the yellow-eyed monk strange is that this Yagetuo's strength does not fall behind him, how can he be so easily toyed with and applauded by that kid. But he didn't know that when Yagtuo pounced on the emperor's death, his palms staggered together, and he only pounced forward, forgetting his own way back. Huangfu Yan's kendo was originally to use static braking, avoid real attack, plus his quick reaction, immediately shook his body slightly, and went to the back of Yagetuo, and launched a strong eagle claw skill, a move "Goshawk Grabbing Rabbit" grabbed the opponent's collar with his left hand, and his right hand was against his waist and crotch, and he was castrated along the Yagetuo Snow Mountain Divine Palm, and sent forward, and threw him up logically.

Yagtuo is really ashamed at this time, hateful and seamless, there is a little confusion by the sword of the dragon at the beginning, but he soon saw the doorway clearly, knowing that it is just a trick of the sword, after fighting a few palms, he turned the power on the Qingluan sword away, and said with disdain: "The carving insect is just a small skill!"

Huangfu Yan smiled slightly, and didn't care. Reach out and make a move, hold the long sword in your hand, and continue to kill the other party. Between the shaking hands, the blue light burst out, and the blade trembled with a wave of light, like a meteor swept through the sky, shooting straight at Gu Mozhi.

Gu Mozhi drank suddenly, his right palm was drawn, his body flew diagonally, and his palms suddenly became as clean as jade, and he slapped it on the chest of Huangfu.

Huangfu returned to the empty sword, and without hesitation, he gathered all his body strength, gathered it on the Qingluan sword, and rushed away.

Ya Getuo's eyebrows fluttered, knowing that his senior brother had already used the Living Buddha stunt "Xuanyu Zen Palm" in his anger.

But when he heard the sound of "Hum!", the blade trembled, and the "poof" hit it twice, colliding with a pair of jade palms of Gu Mozhi.

Everyone's eyes shrank, all of them were incredible. I saw that Gu Mozhi had a sword in each of his palms, and he was unharmed, but there was a red mark in his palm.

Huangfu Yan only felt that the tip of the sword in his hand seemed to be pierced on the ten thousand years of solid rock, and the blade slipped, and it was actually staggered by two inches, and at the same time, on the pair of jade palms, two strong forces suddenly gushed out and sent back to the tip of the sword.

Rao is like this, he is not very comfortable, these two forces immediately made the green bricks under his feet shatter, his body moved, he couldn't help the tumbling qi and blood, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, the opponent's strength was suddenly absorbed by the Northern Spiritual Skill, but it was running against the meridians and overflowing in the body.

Haruma Zhi smiled, and naturally saw that the other party had been tricked. This Xuanyu Zen palm contains the two powers of light and dark, of which the bright energy is probably equivalent to the internal force cultivated by ordinary martial artists, but this dark energy is the unique strength possessed by Tibetan Buddhist ascetics, and it has a suppressive effect on qi and blood.

Huang Fu Yan originally wanted to use the Great Shift of Qiankun to dissolve this dark energy, but he returned in vain, and the energy flowed through his whole body, and was slowly swallowed by the Northern Shengong. But since he found out that Qiankun Douzhuan couldn't help this strength, he had already guessed that the nature of this strength was actually not an internal skill, and he was also skeptical about whether the function of the Northern Pluto God could eat the other party.

Unexpectedly, he was unfortunate enough to enter the meridians, and this strange force began to cause chaos. Between the flow of this energy, the nearby blood veins continued to churn, but fortunately, he cultivated his body, and his control over the qi and blood around his body was not weak, and he suppressed it for a while.

At this time, seeing that the thief monk took advantage of the fire to rob, he immediately shouted, raised the long sword in his hand, and sent it out with his chest. This time it was like a flying swallow throwing into the forest, and the Qingluan sword carried a blue light, and the body and sword were one, and it shot over.

With a "bang", the long sword was cut into the air by Gu Mozhi, flew out diagonally, and stuck on the ground. The blade sank into the ground, leaving only the hilt trembling.

Gu Mozhi's action was sluggish, and his entire palm was hot, but he didn't expect the other party to be able to emit such a powerful force at this time.

Huangfu Yan's face turned red for a while, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, at the moment of crisis, the dragon elephant Panruogong, who had been stagnant, seemed to have eaten some great supplement, and began to rush towards the thirteenth layer of the legend, and the qi and blood agitated, and the remaining breath left in the mouth after vomiting blood was finally discharged from the body in the process of sublimation of flesh and blood, and a dragon like thunder sounded out. But the dragon elephant that was scurrying up also stopped, so that the emperor was not uncomfortable.

Gu Mozhi's ears roared, the time for him to step into the innate was too short, and the spiritual power had not yet been involved, and the emperor had unconsciously applied it since he mastered the Eight Desolation Demon Sounds, making the other party suffer a loss.

After reacting, Gu Mozhi was naturally angry, and it was time for him to be majestic, and he almost suffered a big loss at this last moment.

What a hateful boy! Fortunately, the other party seemed to be quite injured by the dark energy of his Xuanyu Zen palm, and he lost his sword, which made him feel a lot more relieved. Immediately grabbed a step, "The little donor is self-assured of his art industry, rampant in all directions, and kills evil, the little monk can only break the vows!"

In a flick, a breeze floated out, and several flame swords had already killed the emperor.

Seeing that this guy slandered himself like this, the emperor was angry, thought about the gongsheng, moved his body to protect himself, took a half step back with his right foot, and waved his palms fiercely to meet him.

Gu Mozhi thought that he had eaten the other party, but how did he expect that the emperor would absorb the dark energy in a daze, not only did it not hinder, but even greatly improved his skills. This counterattack was even the same as the technique he had realized when he had observed the Six Veins Divine Sword before.

His participation finger already has extremely high attainments, and at this time, using the technique of the six-vein divine sword is really more than double the power.

Seeing that the other party took the flame knife to kill, Gu Mozhi was slightly stunned, and then saw that the other party's ten fingers of both hands were spread out at one time, and every time he stretched out a finger, an invisible force was released. Different from the majestic strength of the Six-Vein Divine Sword, this Finger is somewhat similar to the Flame Sword, and there is no trace of it, but its power is not bad at all.

Emperor Baoding and the others had different expressions on their faces, and intuitively felt that the other party's fingering was somewhat familiar, but they couldn't guess where it was familiar. Huangfu Yan's fingering method has not yet been fully formed, and his moves are disorderly, with the shadow of the six-vein divine sword, and the shadow of the joint finger, but the more this is the case, the more difficult it is to deal with in the eyes of Gu Mozhi.

Fortunately, when it comes to fingering, Gu Mozhi is not ambiguous, and the two fingers of his right hand are also lightly clasped together, making a flower, and his left hand continues to use the flame knife to play three moves in a row. For a while, the strength in the hall was vertical and horizontal, and the sword was flying, as if there were countless thunderbolts and winds colliding with each other. After Gu Mozhi was born with no worries about internal strength, the fingering methods in his hands were unfolded one after another, dazzling everyone, and the emperor suffered a loss of internal strength after all, although the ten fingers were dripping, but the consumption was too great, and he took the opportunity to retrieve the Qingluan Sword.

What Gu Mozhi feared the most was his sword mastery, and his face immediately changed greatly. Seeing that the other party's sword attacked, Gu Mozhi hurriedly took off a carved dragon ribbon tied around his waist, and his strength went to it, and it was spun out, like a soft and hard sword, soft and rigid, wielding Ruyi, over-distance wind, for a while, Huangfu was never able to make a move.

The length of the Qingluan sword is limited, on the contrary, the ribbon of Gu Mozhi is an ornament, made of more than three zhang long, and when it dances, it is full of shadows of this ribbon, fast as the wind, rolling like a cloud, and the moves are also strange and strange, sometimes used as a long whip, sometimes with sticks and spears.

Where can the emperor get close to him, but fortunately, Ling Bo is flexible and changeable, but he will not be touched by that guy. After probably fighting dozens of moves, Huang Fu Yan had already figured out the opponent's moves, and immediately walked out of the position, stepped out of the palace, and suddenly flew vertically, and the long sword waved, and with a loud sound, it was slashed on the long snake-like ribbon.

The corners of Gu Mozhi's mouth twitched, as if he was disdainful. Although his ribbon is not a divine weapon, it has enough strength attached to it, and the rigidity and softness can be transformed freely.

But he didn't want the emperor to die, but he made a false move, and turned to the opponent's neck with a sharp sword technique.

Gu Mozhi roared wildly, and a large spin flew out of his left palm, and a scorching wind seeped out. At the same time, the ribbons closed back and forth, and rolled towards the emperor with a bang.

After Huangfu relied on the big move of Qiankun to take the opponent's flame knife, he immediately snorted, and his throat was astringent. However, at this critical juncture, he shook the tip of his sword and sprinkled three cold stars.

"Ding!" twice, the ribbon broke, and a sharp force continued to shoot out, and Gu Mozhi stood up, trying to avoid it.

Huang Fu Yan rushed forward suddenly, and the blade of the sword twisted and swirled, sending out a sword net to block the opponent's path.

In desperation, Gu Mozhi's robe fluttered, and a sharp scorching wind shot out.

Huangfu Yan snorted lightly, leaned away, and a row of sword curtains shot upside down.

The flame knife slammed into the sword curtain with a "poof".

Gu Mozhi also snorted, stretched out his left hand, and took the wisp of sword, but the tip of his index finger was blood-red, and the wisp of sword continued to shoot out sharply, until a copper tripod behind him passed through a hole.

"Hiss!" Everyone couldn't help but gasp, Gu Mozhi's finger seemed to have run the vajra finger to the extreme, and it was not a problem to break through the stone wall, but the other party's sword light didn't seem to be affected by half a point, but the remaining strength could break through the Ding wall.

Huangfu Yan snorted lightly, held the sword and pushed, and a cyan halo immediately jumped out of the blade, brilliant and dazzling, and it was extinguished at a moment's notice. With a gloomy face, he looked at his left hand held in the air, and his index finger had been severed!

A heart-piercing pain suddenly came to my heart. This scene is so similar to the embarrassment of fleeing under the opponent's sword, blurted out two words: "Jianmang!"

Huang Fu Yan looked at the other party with an indifferent face: "Yes! It's Jianmang!"

Gu Mozhi's eyes were red, and he smiled bitterly: "The little monk was fortunate to see it back then, and he has always disdained it, and he thought that Old Mr. Murong was too cautious and didn't want to be the ...... of the sword today" Before the words were finished, a long bell suddenly rang in Tianlong Temple. (To be continued.) )