The Desert Lonely City Volume Chapter 17 Stone Chamber Brawl
The woman in white had a white veil on her face, and she couldn't see her expression, but there was no timidity in her voice: "Joke, your uncle's martial arts methods are much higher than yours, and I can't help me, just rely on you?"
Mu Zixuan's face flashed with green anger, and he said angrily: "Uncle Jia was angry with you back then, so give him his life today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he closed the fan, stretched it out, and actually called the woman in white with a point technique. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info This move was very immediate, and there was no warning. Su Zhuo hurriedly pulled Wei Xiu's arm and retreated to the corner, for fear that the two of them would hurt the pond fish.
Mu Zixuan made a quick move, and the woman in white retreated faster. Her figure flickered, and others could only see a white shadow passing by. The woman in white dodged this move, and immediately turned against the guest, and shot out a white line from her sleeve, which was actually a piece of white silk. This white silk was infused with internal force, straight like a sharp blade, stabbing at Mu Zixuan.
Mu Zixuan didn't expect her to be so strong and able to counterattack in retreat. He hurriedly turned back to the folding fan and made a flat move, but he actually used the fan as a sword to block the opponent's move.
Everyone retreated to the corner and watched these two people make a move, which was really eye-opening, and they never dared to think that there were people in the world who had such amazing kung fu. Su Zhuo was a little stunned, the woman in white did these tricks in one go, he was very familiar with it, flying across the sky, and reciprocating with peach...... Unexpectedly, in her hands, it is much more subtle than Yan Linglong.
Su Zhuo sighed, intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Wei Xiu beside her, only to see her clenching her fists, staring at the woman in white without blinking, her face full of worry. After all, it is a mother-daughter connection, although they have never met, they are still connected by blood.
The two people fighting fiercely in the stone room had no time to care about the others, and the two of them came up with clever tricks frequently. One will make the white silk in his hand superb, and the other will use a folding fan to use various blade tricks such as knives, swords, guns, and stabs.
As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch is strong, and the woman in white always has the advantage. Seeing that Mu Zixuan was gradually falling, suddenly a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The woman in white chuckled in her heart and secretly screamed that it was not good. However, it was too late, Mu Zixuan gently pushed away the edge of the white silk with the folding fan in his hand, and grabbed the middle of the white silk with his left hand.
The white silk was caught by this, like a snake that had been caught seven inches, and hung down softly. Mu Zixuan shook off the momentum, and his internal force attacked the woman in white along the white silk. This change was only in the blink of an eye, and the woman in white was caught off guard, her body was shocked, and the exposed skin on her face was flushed, and she actually suffered a dark loss. The strength on the white silk came twice, but this time it pulled her to Muzixuan.
The woman in white didn't expect his strength to come so quickly, and then she realized that she had underestimated the strength of her opponent, but it was too late. Mu Zixuan's folding fan was flattened out, pointing directly at the chest of the woman in white. The woman in white was suffocated by Fang Cai's internal force, and before she could slow down, she was suddenly unable to dodge the blow. Masters fight each other, and life and death are only in a moment.
Wei Xiu couldn't help but scream and closed his eyes in fright. Su Zhuo wanted to come forward to help, but he knew that his martial arts were much worse than these two, so he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to catch up.
Suddenly, the green shadow flashed in front of him, and before everyone could see it clearly, they saw Zhou Qinglian suddenly standing between Mu Zixuan and the woman in white. He lifted the bamboo cane in his hand and tapped it somewhere in the middle of the white silk. The white silk was straightened by the two, and Zhou Qinglian's point was at the intersection of the strengths of the two. Only a muffled sound was heard, and the white silk broke from it.
Both of them took two steps back at both ends of the white silk. Mu Zixuan's face was full of blood, and he seemed to have suffered a loss. He glared at Zhou Qinglian angrily and said with a cruel smile: "Zhou Qinglian, I don't interfere with your well water, why do you have to build this beam?"
Zhou Qinglian's empty eyes looked at Mu Zixuan, and said lightly: "Since you know my identity, don't you know the rules of my Qingbao Gate?
Although Mu Zixuan hated it in his heart, he also knew that Zhou Qinglian was here, but he was afraid that it would be difficult to be good. He kept thinking about the stakes in his heart. From Fang Cai's hand, he knew that Zhou Qinglian's martial arts were high, and he was by no means an opponent. If he joins forces with the woman in white, he will never be pleased. He rolled his eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Bai Tuo, do you think Zhou Qinglian will really let you go? Today, if you don't fight with them, none of you will survive!"
Since the people of the three sects and seven factions knew Zhou Qinglian's identity, they had long been uneasy, and they were bewitched by Mu Zixuan, and they were really ready to move. The three sects and seven factions are powerful, and at this moment, among the three gates, Teng Gui is dead, Hua Mian does not know what to do, and only Bai Tuo is left to preside over the overall situation. All eyes were on him. Bai Tuo thought about it for a long time, but after all, he was afraid that Zhou Qinglian would settle the account, so he suddenly shouted and said, "Brothers, the one surnamed Zhou is our mortal enemy." If you don't kill him today, everyone won't have a good life in the future. Let's go together!"
When everyone heard this, they were carrying swords, and they rushed towards Zhou Qinglian. Zhou Qinglian frowned, although these people were not in his eyes, he had no intention of creating more killing karma. The woman in white on the side was obviously injured internally, and she still hadn't recovered her breath at this moment, and she would inevitably suffer under the group beating.
Su Zhuo hurriedly thought about countermeasures, Wei Xiu suddenly had an idea, reached into the cloth bag around his waist, grabbed a handful of brown powder, and sprinkled it into the sky. Suddenly, the dust filled the sky, and the crowd in the stone room stirred, and the powder dispersed faster. This powder is the root fruit of the dragon fairy grass that Wei Xiu put away that day, these **** are extremely boring, grinding it into powder, I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.
As soon as Zhou Qinglian smelled the smell, she knew what it was, and hurriedly shouted: "Cover your mouth and nose!"
The others didn't know why, and suddenly smelled a fragrance in their noses, and then they felt sore and weak, and they couldn't use their strength. Some people were frightened, and they thought they had been poisoned and exclaimed. Others are more afraid, and they unconsciously speed up their breathing, and the onset of the drug is faster. But in a moment, the people in the stone chamber fell into a large area.
Mu Zixuan inadvertently inhaled a little powder, and suddenly felt dizzy in his brain, thinking that he had been poisoned, and he didn't dare to use his power to force the poison, for fear that his luck would aggravate the toxicity. In the stone room, only Su Zhuo and a few other people covering their mouths and noses were still standing.
However, the stone chamber is small and the air is not smooth, so it is not a place to stay for a long time. Zhou Qinglian hurriedly said: "Su Zhuo, the mechanism is on the roof, open the stone door quickly!"
Su Zhuo nodded, and looked up vaguely to see a gossip-shaped stone plate above his head. He jumped up and turned the stone plate, only to hear a click, and the stone door immediately opened. Who knew that Mu Zixuan saw the fastest opportunity, and with one arrow step, he took the lead in rushing out of the stone room, and disappeared at the end of the road in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Qinglian heard the movement and sighed: "Let him go......" said and walked out of the stone room, rummaging through the portable medicine box.
Su Zhuo helped the woman in white out of the stone room. Zhou Qinglian found a bottle of potion and said, "Although the rhizome of Dragon Immortal Grass is non-toxic, it has been drunk for a long time, and it is also harmful to the body. Su Zhuo, you go and detoxify them, let them go!"
Wei Xiu suddenly snatched the potion and said, "I'll go!" and returned to the stone room as he spoke.
Su Zhuo knew that she was still making a small calculation, so she smiled helplessly, led Zhou Qinglian, and helped the woman in white to rest in another stone room. (To be continued.) )