The body is 100 turns, and the palm of the wind hunts. How can the battle between Mahayana cultivation and Mahayana cultivation be described in words, I am afraid that any language description will seem pale and speechless. Lu Wujian was mighty, and the Heavenly Anger Dao people did not let a single step, and the two of them didn't use the fairy sword for some reason, but they just shook their arms in mid-air, and in an instant, they had already exchanged more than a hundred palms.

The sharp palm wind, carrying the boundless true qi power, just like the essence of the bombardment on some unknown hills in the Lishou Mountain, the light one raised boundless smoke and dust, all sides permeated, covering the sky and the sun, as if in an instant the edge of the sky and the earth because of the yellow smoke and dust, became connected together, it is impossible to distinguish where is the end of the sky, where is the end of the earth.

The heavier, the palm of the wind is coming, only the sound of the clatter and boom sounded one after another, the whole mountain seemed to be intercepted by the waist, and the tumbling boulder squeaked as if unwilling to accept the fate of rolling down from the highest place like this, like that unwilling sigh, from the top of the mountain straight down to the depths of the boundless valley. In an instant, it was engulfed by the kind clouds, and there was no sound at all.

Lu Wuji's palm technique is exquisite, splitting the face of a palm, as if with boundless power, the palm has not yet arrived, the palm wind has already shaken the clothes of the heavens, and the big palm of the heavens did not dare to take it hard, so he had to turn around to dodge, and then launched a fierce attack from behind.

For a while, there was a lot of drinking, and this battle was very good-looking, that is, tens of thousands of children who were worried about it were all attracted by these two heads, and they all stretched out their heads and stared, for fear of missing a move and a half.

The smoke and dust in the sky became even denser, as if it had spread to the nine heavens, and the figures of Lu Wujian and Tian Yan flickered in and out of this cloud and smoke, and they were haunted. Some of the disciples present with low cultivation could barely see the two entangled afterimages in mid-air when they looked into the distance.

The endless smoke and dust seemed to dye everything around it a faint yellow, and the sun that was originally warm and warm in the sky was now filled with the smoke and dust, showing a desolate magnificence.

Under this desolate sun, on the top of this towering Sorrow Peak, under the gaze of the 10,000-year-old Immortal Hidden Divine Sword, the two masters who stood at the peak of Xiuzhen fought resolutely and resolutely, and their proud posture seemed to show the most magnificent colors in the past thousand years in front of the world.

Mu Yuqiu watched the development of the situation in the sky with good eyes, and whispered to the disciples: "You guys take a good look, there are not many opportunities like this, not only to watch but also to learn more!"

In fact, it goes without saying that all the disciples of Mo Youfeng, even Lin Yizhi, have already opened their eyes wide and watched this battle tightly. Lin Yizhi's cultivation is not high, and he used all his strength to see the figure of Shizun and Tian's anger, as the battle situation became more and more complicated, Lin Yizhi's fists were clenched, and when he saw Shizun being able to avoid the exquisite combo of heavenly anger, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and screamed.

The silly boy had forgotten that this unprovoked battle had started because of him, and now he was standing below, sweating with nervousness and excitement, as if he was more tired than the two men who fought in mid-air.

The more Lin Yizhi looked at it, the more trembling and envious he felt in his heart, when will I be able to stand on top of this nine heavens like my master and be proud of this heaven and earth? I'm afraid I won't be able to do it for the rest of my life. Lin Yizhi's little heart suddenly rose a trace of sourness and frustration.

However, fortunately, he is a teenager, and this little negative mood can't affect him for long, and really, after a while, he shook his head, smirked stupidly, and said secretly in his heart: My qualifications are so poor, don't say that I am like a teacher, even Sister Xiyue can't surpass it. But it's man-made, and I'm going to practice well.

He had made up his mind in his heart, so he quickly focused his eyes on the two people in the sky.

Lu Wujian seemed to have lost the sharpness just now at this time, but this palm technique was getting slower and slower, and the more he fought, the more he lost his strength, while the Tianqi side was becoming more and more courageous, frequently launching attacks, and the dense palm wind continued to swing out in the continuous explosion.

The more Lin Yizhi looked at it, he felt that the situation seemed to be more and more unfavorable to Shizun, so he secretly glanced at Lu Xiyue, and saw that Lu Xiyue was not smiling like Fang Cai at this time, and his expression became nervous, staring at the situation in the field with a pair of pretty eyes.

As soon as Lin Yizhi wanted to ask about his worries, Lu Xiyue had already taken the lead. Pulling Mu Yuqiu's sleeve and said, "Mother, I look at my father as if he is going to suffer." That red-haired old man is so fierce!"

After hearing this, Mu Yuqiu only smiled slightly, and said to Zeng Ruijin and Bai Limu: "What do you think?"

Zeng Ruijin heard this: "If you talk about victory or defeat, it is difficult to see at this time. Although Shizun does not seem to be so easy on the surface, I believe that Shizun's cultivation is still better than the anger of the heavens. ”

Bai Limu shook his head and said, "Senior brother's words are not right, you just relied on your confidence in the master's cultivation, but you never started from this situation. ”

Mu Yuqiu nodded secretly and said secretly: This Bai Limu has returned from traveling, not only has his cultivation made great progress, but his knowledge has also increased a lot. Then he said: "Limu, you can talk about it." ”

Lin Yizhi has always been a little in awe of this cold second senior brother, because among these senior brothers, this Bai Limu is the most unsmiling, and if he has nothing to do, he usually doesn't say a word.

Bai Limu looked at the scene of the battle between Lu Wujian and Tian Yan in mid-air, and said slowly: " Although the master's palm is getting slower and slower, but it is indeed the way of the unity of the master, whether it is practicing martial arts or our cultivation of the truth, we pay attention to a trick without a move, the master's palm is in response to this sentence, although the master does not have the upper hand in momentum, but the palm is endless, slow and fast, the palm wind invisibly turns into a substantial wall of qi, the palm of the day seems to be extremely powerful, but it is just a surface, and it can't cause any damage to the master at all, I can't see a hundred rounds, the sky will be defeated!"

Lin Yizhi looked at this second senior brother with some disbelief, is this really the case? How can he not see the qi wall he said? Lin Yizhi rubbed his eyes hard, but there was still nothing except the two looming figures and the smoke and dust loess that were stirring in the sky.

Between three breaths, a hundred rounds have passed, Lu Wujian suddenly turned his left palm straight to the chest of Tian Yan like a swimming dragon, the palm speed is extremely fast, almost wanting to cut through the air, Tian Yan is not good, I expected that this palm would not dare to be hard to connect, so he had to dodge to the left side.

Lu Wujian suddenly laughed and said, "Old red hair, you have fallen for me!" After speaking, he saw that his figure was like a ghost, and he suddenly passed from the space vacated by the heavenly anger, and the next moment he had fallen to the flat ground, and then his left palm reached out, and he slapped straight at the left arm of the inner disciple who spat out disrespectful words.

The body is like a ghost, the momentum is brilliant, the earth-shattering palm, from the moment it bursts out, the boundless aura has enveloped this inner disciple in the middle, even if he wants to, he can't escape.

That's it, the clothes are fluttering, and the momentum of thunder.

When Tian Yan sensed Lu Wuji's intentions, it was already too late, and Lu Wujian's left palm had already slapped it fiercely.

At the speed of thunder, Lin Yizhi didn't even see when the master made that palm.

As soon as the inner disciple felt bad, he was about to ask for help, but before he could say a word, he felt that his left arm was torn and in severe pain, and then he saw his left arm fly, flying over his head, and then falling down from a height of ten zhang at a very high speed.

The severed arm in mid-air was still bleeding, and it looked terrifying.

When the broken arm fell, the inner disciple felt the pain, and it was already a scream of "ah--", the scream was like a bone marrow, and it sounded terrifying.

With this scream, the inner disciple's body was already soft and fell into the dust, but he passed out.

Looking at the severed arm that was still sprinkled with blood, just as it was about to fall into the dust, a gray shadow rushed straight like a dream, reaching out and grabbing the severed arm.

Everyone looked at it, but they were so shocked that they couldn't say a word, it was Lu Wujian who was full of slaughter.

Lu Wujian held the broken arm in his palm, looked at the tens of thousands of disciples present with a cold mang, and said coldly as if he was killing a god in the Nine Heavens: "If there is someone who insults me Mo Worry Peak, it will be like this broken arm!" The sonorous meaning of the last sentence was like a bell, echoing incessantly in this Liwu Mountain Range.

After speaking, with one hand, he said angrily to the angry and corrupt Tian: "The red-haired old man, a hundred years ago, I regretted that I didn't kill you for a while, so there was today's battle, if you dare to come over today, don't blame me for the sword!"

The severed arm hovered and smashed into the sky, and it was smashing the sky full of anger. This Lu Wujian seemed to throw it casually, but it shook the sky and took more than a dozen steps back, his face was shocked, and he didn't dare to step forward even a step.

"Wow-" Tens of thousands of disciples were still shocked by the sudden change in the situation a moment ago, and the silent square suddenly burst out as if a pot had exploded, cheers, incredible sighs, praises, and some angry scoldings burst out in an instant.

Tian's eyes were red, and he screamed angrily, but he didn't dare to step forward.

Lin Yizhi saw Shizun's iron-blooded methods, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It turns out that Shizun is also such a resolute person, and the murderous aura on his body was actually covered up by him before, it seems that I really don't understand my Shizun.

Not only him, but also the first son of Mo Youfeng who was present may also have something to do with Lin Yizhi. It's just that there is an extremely complicated look in Mu Yuqiu's beautiful eyes, and this expression seems to have a trace of broken helplessness, which is deeply crossed from those eyes.

Mu Yuqiu whispered: "It's been a hundred years, I didn't expect that you still haven't got out of this knot because of that person!"

Lu Wujian looked at the sky proudly and said: "Now that you have lost, what else can you say? You have to fight hard for me to accompany you, if you don't dare to come up, I won't accompany you!"

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly heard someone behind him shouting: "Lu Wujian, you are so majestic, but you are too deceitful, if my brothers fight with you, do you dare to fight?"

When Lu Wujian heard this, he sneered and shook his head, thinking that he should still come, and this voice was clearly a person who hated the Peak Tianyi Dao.

Anyway, I thought of this section when I started it, and now I don't do it endlessly, if I'm afraid, I call it uninhibited!

After thinking about it, he turned around and saw Tianyi Dao people standing side by side next to Tianyi Dao people.

Lu Wujian said coldly: "That's it, it's very good! I already thought that you would make a move when I started it, but what can you two do to me together!"

As soon as the three of them wanted to make a move, suddenly a loud voice came from the hall of separation and vicissitudes, and the voice seemed to carry supreme majesty and anger: "Have you made enough trouble, stop it all for me! Lu Wuji, Tianyi, Tianyi, is your sister going to tear down my Leaving the Sorrow Gate before you are willing to give up? Get me in!"

In an instant, Lu Wujian, Tianyi, and Tianyi all regained their clarity, which ...... What the hell is going on!

The tens of thousands of disciples present had already heard this vicissitudes of life and majestic voice, and the next moment they all knelt on the ground in unison, and the mountain cry suddenly said: "Knock to see the master!"

Lin Yizhi also knelt down with these tens of thousands of people, and at a young age, he was already full of excitement at this moment. This young man who came out of Liyang Fengling Village would never have dreamed that he had experienced life and death in a few days, and had seen all the tricks of the masters, would his life really be gorgeous and colorful from now on?

In this way, is it God's attachment or his lonely pity?

On this towering mountain of sorrow, everyone bowed down sincerely under the majesty of the master's difficulty, only this ten-year-old boy looked up and asked the sky, is this life vigorous or lonely?

In an instant, this stubborn teenager made a decision, that is, to die vigorously in exchange for his broken bones, and not to live in a nest!

It's just that many years later, the figure who has experienced the vicissitudes of life came to the peak of the starry sky again, how could he have thought that the past is like yesterday, and things are not people?