"It's not a way to go on like this. Ye Wuchang was secretly anxious, and suddenly he suddenly remembered the mantra about the Xuanmen martial arts heart method that the person left in the Worship Sect back then, and inadvertently changed the direction of his own skills. The water lilies in the vat have been boiled and yellowed and died, and they are unsightly. Jing Xuan deepened step by step with his internal force, and several major acupoints around his body began to ache faintly, and the Yongquan acupoints in the center of his feet were even more painfully tight and sore, but he still refused to let go, and still went all out. Vaguely, Jing Xuan felt that the originally boiling and hot cylinder had gradually cooled down for some reason, and he was happy in his heart: Could it be that the kid's internal strength was not strong, and he had slowly lost his vitality?

Gradually, the water that was originally turning left and right turned up and down, and the cylinder in Jing Xuan's hand became more and more cold, and the internal force also escaped and I don't know where it went. Frightened, he suddenly felt that his entire palm was adsorbed on the cylinder by a force, and suddenly realized: This kid is not physically exhausted, but reversed the meridians, but absorbed my internal force!

The last trick of the Nine Turns and Seven Returns is called "returning to the basics", which is to reverse the meridians around the body, feed back the skills practiced by the eight meridians of the injured Qi Sutra into one's own body, and repair the damaged meridians and five organs layer by layer, so as to achieve an impeccable supreme martial arts. Jing Xuan practiced day and night, but he had only reached the seventh layer, and the sect leader of the Holy Sect was below him, could it be that he had already reached the consummation realm of the ninth layer of "returning to the basics"?

Before he had time to think about it, Ye Wuchang suddenly turned his fingers on the cylinder and shot seven fingers at the cylinder, and the water in the cylinder swished to show seven sparkling waves, and the seven fingers carried the water flow like a bamboo, and broke through the cylinder in an instant. In an instant, the round cylinder body immediately "boomed" and shattered into countless rubble, and the water burst out in an instant, like a sharp blade, and shot towards Jing Xuan's body like a sharp blade, the originally light and clear water droplets were as fast as a hidden weapon at this moment, and they all went towards Jing Xuan's body to hit the acupoints, Jing Xuan's meridians had already been seriously injured, this blow was undoubtedly worse, with the water drops on the battlefield after the autumn soldiers smashed on the body, the whole person immediately spewed out a blood mist towards the sky, straight and straight backwards, like a drowning person weak and decadent. It wasn't until the last moment that he realized that Ye Wuchang's reversal of the meridians was not to repair the damage of his power to his body, but to intensify his efforts to absorb people's internal force for his own use, and then give it to the other party together!

There is still room for nine turns and seven to hurt oneself, but Nirvana's divine skill is to do everything, so how can the two be opponents?

"I lost today, but I didn't lose to Your Excellency's kung fu, but to Your Excellency's viciousness!" Jing Xuan fell to the ground and raised his head with difficulty, "But your sect is so perverse, I'm afraid it will violate the purpose of martial arts, even if one day it dominates the martial arts with ruthless means, it will also incur the evil consequences of many acts of injustice and self-destruction!"

"Dao Chief, let's care more about myself, I worship the integration of the Holy Sect and have my own considerations. Ye Wuchang raised his voice.

Seeing that Jing An, Jing Yi, and Jing Xuan, who had the most advanced martial arts cultivation among the Jing Zi generation, were all defeated, the rest of them were all depressed. Chunyangzi saw that his disciple was killed and injured on the spot, and his heart was as sad as ashes in an instant, and he thought that the lofty artistic conception of Xuanmen martial arts had been ruined so much that he was so eager for quick success and ruthless, and he was even more painful. Xuanmen has been based on martial arts for a hundred years, although it is not as good as Wudang Shaolin, it is the soul of the Central Plains martial arts, but it is also famous all over the world. Now his own disciples have been defeated by a group of demon cultists one by one, which is really a big shame. The younger generations of the younger generations all felt that their faces were gloomy, and the Jingzi generation and the disciples of the same generation as Chunyangzi were even more sad, and some even beat their chests and feet, secretly crying.

At this time, Ye Wuchang gently brushed his sleeves, and the wind around him was secretly moving, and he was not afraid of venting his true qi in a chic manner, but said more publicly: "Xuanmen martial arts is so vulnerable, so it is more orthodox for me to worship the Holy Sect, so this Xuanmen should also change its façade." Chunyangzi looked at him, indifferent, but his heart was as painful as a knife.

"Xuanmen since the beginning of the sect to stop the soldiers, the cultivation of virtue and prestige, the cultivation of Haoran's spirit, Ze was the Central Plains martial arts for a hundred years, so that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, endlessly, admired by the world. Xuanmen martial arts is even more eclectic, the essence is profound, the mystery of the Tao, and the enlightenment of the Buddha. Although there are similarities between the martial arts of your sect and the Xuanmen, they only have their shape, not their soul, and although the form is slightly the same, there is a big difference between one good and one evil! Your Excellency has vainly called the Xuanmen orthodoxy, and even refers to the deer as a horse, confusing the public! If you are a young person who is a mixture of fish and dragons, you also deserve to talk about the word orthodoxy, and I am afraid that the entire martial arts will have to change its appearance!"

Word by word, immature and clear, clearly sent into everyone's ears, although it is also transmitted by internal force, but it is not as dazzling as Jingyi and the poisonous religion master with internal force transmission and fighting, confusing people's minds, and the purity of the speaker's skill can be imagined.

Ye Wuchang was slightly stunned, listening to the voice of the words, it was clear that he was a child, how could he have such a pure internal force? He suddenly remembered that his father had said that the true subtlety and profound martial arts of the Xuanmen were not in this old bone, but in its mysterious lotus pond. It is said that even if it is just a little girl inside, her kung fu has already reached the realm of turning outside. In this way, he couldn't help but cautiously spread his voice with his internal strength: "Since you are a famous and decent family, Your Excellency should also be a bright person and not do dark things, why don't you show up and see it?"

"Your Excellency doesn't dare to be, it's just that I've been standing in front of you for a long time, but you didn't see it!" The immature child's voice immediately sounded in front of Ye Wuchang, Ye Wuchang followed the prestige, and couldn't help but be shocked, I don't know when he stood upright in front of him A child who was less than ten years old, because he was too young, Ye Wuchang only looked left and right as a person who came from outside the world, so he didn't notice when there was more of this little bit in front of him.

"Are you?" Ye Wuchang took a step back, and then carefully looked the little doll in front of him up and down with the bonfire.

"I am the last and weakest disciple in the Xuanmen. Wu Youzheng raised his little face and said, "Sister Ling's Shadowless Sword is much more disciplined than yours, but I-" Before Wu Youzheng finished speaking, he was immediately covered by Jingshan stepped forward and took it down. At this moment, the rest of the masters of the Xuanmen were nervous, Wu Youzheng was a good seedling carefully cared for by everyone, and he was really worried that if this little ancestor said something terrible and annoyed the demon sect leader, he would be beaten back on the spot. Wu Youzheng didn't think so, the person in front of him bullied his master like this and killed and injured his uncles and uncles, which was really hateful and hateful. He relied on his indescribable martial arts cultivation, and he really wanted to show his strength and teach a lesson.

Ye Wuchang's eyes flickered, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at Jing Shan and said, "That little brother mentioned his sister, does his sister's death have anything to do with him?"

"Tong Yan Wuji, when does Sect Master Ye like to be taught like a child?" Chun Yangzi immediately flew forward and stood in front of him to block the way, Jing Shan immediately threw Wu and the sack on his shoulders and retreated.

"With such protection, isn't it really weak-hearted?" Ye Wuchang said angrily, and immediately jumped over the crowd to find Wu Youzheng's figure after speaking.

"Sect Master Ye, don't be impatient!" Chun Yangzi quietly moved to the side of his body, and politely blocked his way with his right hand.

"Are you impatient?" Ye Wuchang shouted hysterically in anger and abandoning all majesty.

"The old man is over the ages, and he has indeed lived long enough, and he is willing to use the body of the rotten wood to ask the master of the sect. "Pure Yangzi's eyes are shining, and he doesn't dodge or dodge.

"Get out of the way!" Ye Wuchang's blood surged, he was already extremely impatient, and in the blink of an eye, a killing move was fiercely struck at Chunyangzi, Chunyangzi caught it with one hand, Ye Wuchang's hand stopped in the air and couldn't move, and it was useless to fight fate. He felt a pure internal force in the other party's body at the moment, firmly clamping his internal force to death. Ye Wuchang didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, the person in front of him was the number one master of Xuanmen, if he wanted to avenge Ye Qingzhou, he had to take him down.

"Blue Sect Master, what this seat promised you has been completed, what did you promise this seat?" Ye Wuchang turned his face and shouted at the seriously injured Poison Sect Master in the distance.

"Sect Master Ye has collected one hundred and eight blood primers for my Poison Sect, and I will also help you wash the Xuanmen with blood!" The Poison Sect Master's haggard face immediately showed spiritual energy, and he was immediately full of pride.

"And what about you?" Ye Wuchang asked again as he turned to the killers of the Quick Knife Hall.

"We won't do anything else but kill people!" the hall master of the Quick Knife Hall laughed excitedly, his fingertips gently rubbing the sharp knife edge, and the killing intent was about to come out!

"Then what are you waiting for?" Ye Wuchang shouted, Chun Yangzi was immediately shocked by its steep internal force, not only did he not lose much power in the battle just now, but he returned a lot from Jing Xuan's body, and at this moment, it was already summed up in a hundred rivers, majestic.

Under the night, the damp and icy fog Lan carried the sound of shouting and killing, and the fast knives of the Kuaidaotang quickly slashed through the crowd, carnivaling in the bloody rain and bloody wind. Xuanmen was majestic and silent in this blood-soaked chaos.

The strange and strange flute sounded again, and the people who played it were replaced by three Miao people, who did not have the same profound understanding of the tune as their own sect master, and a piece of music had to be divided into three people to fit in with the high and low rhythms. Although it was a little hasty and alienated, driven by the tune, there were Gu figurines who stepped forward one after another, facing the cold moonlight, and stood up stiffly.

Dead white eyes, rancid breath, but steely body, endless moves, intimidating, unbearable.