The wind is sluggish, the people are small, the happiness is enmity, and the life is all forgotten. Jianghu affairs, how many bodies can't help it, even if they are helpless, what should come will still come.

Wu Xingyun and Li Canghai walked in the air, quickly flying high into the air, heading towards the direction of Drum Mountain, and the two of them landed at the same time, their eyes were deep while they were breathing, looking into the distance and not knowing what they were thinking.

A burst through the air and swept quickly, the two of them looked up at the same time, only to see Li Qiushui coming vertically and horizontally, after landing, she spoke, "The matter of Wuyanzi is to have an end, so I will accompany you." ”

Wu Xingyun didn't say anything, he stepped forward to cross an internal qi in, Li Canghai was even more so, the three of them were of the same sect, although the internal skills practiced were different, but the martial arts that had just begun to build the foundation were the same, they were all snow-melting skills.

Li Qiushui didn't talk nonsense, she accepted the skills passed by the two of them, and recovered the injuries of the thunder tribulation. True qi is like a tide, more and more full, and the internal force in the body is getting stronger and stronger.

Half an hour later, Li Qiushui let out a long roar, and a huge sound attack resounded through the mountains and forests, and the power of the grandmaster was undoubtedly revealed. Her eyes swept over the two of them, but she said, "Let's go." ”

Wu Xingyun didn't move, but said, "Are you ready to face him again?" Li Qiushui was silent, her eyes revealing sadness, "No, but we still have to see him after all." Maybe I can't, but I still want to see it with my own eyes. ”

Li Canghai wept, she stepped forward and hugged Li Qiushui, "Sister." Li Qiushui patted her on the shoulder and did not speak. Wu Xingyun's eyes turned to the mountains in the distance, where there were green mountains, but whether the blue color meant hope.

Drum Mountain, in the stone room, the boundless Zi Xuangong is running, the true qi above the head is constantly coming out, the face is swollen red, and the forehead is overflowing with sweat. Suddenly, his eyes opened, and his joy flashed.

"It's not close. I will be able to reshape my wounded meridians, and then I will be able to stand up again. It's just that I didn't expect that the power of the Yuan Shen was consumed so strictly that it would take me several days to treat it once. Wu Yazi sighed helplessly, but the joy on his face couldn't be hidden.

After Wu Yazi finished his exercises, he sighed with emotion, and was about to continue his exercises, but he didn't want his eyes to flash a sharp light, and then, a true spirit went out of his body. The streamer flashed through the hole revealed in the stone chamber, silently and shockingly.

Outside, Su Xinghe turned back with a feeling, but he didn't see anything, he walked into the stone room suspiciously, but found that Wuyazi was still sitting cross-legged, and couldn't help but retreat again.

A true spirit quickly broke through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was a hundred miles away, and then he stopped. Then revealed his true colors, it was a villain, a primordial god. He rose in the wind, and soon regained his size to the size of a man. It is the same as Wu Yazi, but younger, more dusty, and more chic.

"Two friends. The murderous aura is so heavy, you can feel it from afar, you are aimed at me. Who the hell is it?" Wu Yazi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and watched the two streams of light rushing towards him without the slightest fear.

"Wuyazi?" the visitor asked thoughtfully, pausing suddenly. There was even one person with even tighter eyes, "Yuan Shen." ”

Wu Yazi's expression changed, and he secretly said that these two people were really aimed at him, and their skills were far higher than that of the grandmaster, if the two of them were willing, they were afraid that they would be able to forget in an instant. Moreover, they actually know the original god, "Who are you?"

"Hmph, Xiaoyaozi's apprentice, junior, has your master forgotten the old man? Huo Yunzi shouted, very angry.

Wu Yazi was stunned for a moment, and even burst into tears, "Don't mention that old guy to me, you actually know him, and he is not a nobody, so report your name." ”

Huo Yunzi was furious, but Murong Longcheng stopped him, and stepped forward to block in front of Wuyazi, "Old man, Murong Longcheng, the ancestor of the Murong family, he is the head of the Kunlun Sect to teach Huoyunzi. Junior, you can achieve sitting and forgetting at a young age, and your qualifications are really amazing, but unfortunately, it is too much of a threat to us, so you must die. ”

"Murong Longcheng, Huoyunzi, I can't imagine that it's the two of you, you haven't died for more than a hundred years, it's really fateful. However, if you don't hide and talk nonsense, and come out to do something, the loser must have the consciousness of the loser. What's more, if you want to kill me, are you two worthy?" Wu Yazi's disdainful eyes contempted, "I keep calling me junior, but I am only a grandmaster, and the master of martial arts is a teacher, if you two are smart, get out." I don't want to get my hands dirty yet, and I'm not interested in the old guy's defeat. ”

"Good boy, what a big breath. You are really looking for death, no wonder you are just an abandoned son of Xiaoyaozi. Huo Yunzi was furious, and the true qi in his whole body instantly surged, and he rushed with coercion.

Wu Yazi reacted even more violently, "Grandmaster, you deserve to die for the power of sitting and forgetting, not to mention that you always mention that old guy, do you have a grudge against me and want to revenge me? ”

"Isn't it great? Junior, you just entered, I'm afraid you don't know yet, the Yuan Shen can't leave the body for too long, otherwise once you can't return, then you will really die like a lamp going out. Murong Longcheng seemed to be smiling, his body moved to block the way back of Wuyanzi, and the battle spirit of his whole body was high.

Wu Yazi's face changed, he was indeed just sitting down, and many taboos were not very clear, but he still knew that Yuan Shen had left the physical body for too long, and the damage to the physical body was great. It's just that Wuyazi has self-confidence, and the realm of forgetfulness is invincible. "It's still enough time to kill you. ”

Wu Yazi made his hand in an instant, and the form that the Yuan Shen turned into directly clapped his palms, and a huge air flow turned into shape, and the monstrous giant palm suddenly fell. This is blatant contempt, domineering and arrogant.

Huo Yunzi's eyes narrowed, his two fingers and sword turned out, and a sword qi slashed out, splitting the palm shape. He was indifferent, his clothes cracked, and his fingers came out again, and several sword qi struck in the air.

"And refers to the sword, the experience. Wu Yazi admired, he waved his hand lightly, the internal force surged, the huge true qi swept through the void, and the protective body qi dissipated the sword qi.

Wu Yazi's body leaped vertically, and Ling Bo unleashed it in small steps, as fast as lightning, striking Murong Dragon City, and he could feel that the killing power brought by the other party was stronger. "Die. ”

With a loud shout, driving the invincible will, Wu Yazi waved his palm to attack, Murong Longcheng made a single palm, unremarkable, the two fought each other, and they didn't see the true qi emanating, and every qiē was silent, and there was no wave.

Wu Yazi's expression was solemn, and his palms were handed over, and he felt that most of the palm skills he had played had been transferred, and he couldn't help blurting out, "The Murong family is unlearned, and the stars are moving." ”

"Yes, there is vision, it is the stars that are moving. Murong Longcheng did not deny it, he played the transferred internal force with his other hand, counterattacked, and returned the favor with his own way.

Wu Yazi didn't hesitate at all, his body didn't retreat at all, and when the Northern Spiritual Skill came, he suddenly felt that the skill he played returned to his body, "But so, I could defeat you back then, but today you still have to lose, and you have to die." ”

Murong Longcheng didn't say anything, he just said flatly, "Is it the Northern Spiritual Skill again, absorbing internal force and returning qi, it's really a nasty exercise." He knew that if he fought for a long time, he would definitely not be an opponent, not to mention that the opponent had already forgotten.

Murong Longcheng's internal qi exploded, and at the same time as he and Huoyunzi joined forces, attacking side by side with one left and one right, Wuyazi greeted him, he opened and closed, and he actually showed a domineering posture.

The exercises of the Carefree School pay attention to being light and elegant, and they are chic and free in their moves, but at this time, Wuyazi has no dusty breath at all, and some are just unparalleled domineering.

The three of them fought together, and the surrounding void made a crashing sound, and the internal force surged, and it was full of palm power. Wu Yazi forced Huo Yunzi away with one hand, his body was close to him, and the Northern Shengong turned into the power of Kunpeng, and the extreme punch method was played, and the pressure increased greatly.

Murong Longcheng used the technique of turning the stars and shifting the stars, but it was inconvenient, and this Northern Shengong dissolved the skill he transferred, that is, he met the nemesis, and he was really tired.

Murong Longcheng stretched out his hand and pointed out a finger, his name was not seen, but it was very powerful, and when he pointed out, a wave of air melted, which made people unguardable. He parried and counter-attacked, and his movements flowed.

Huo Yunzi no longer hid his secrets, he did it with all his might, he was quick to make his fingers, the sword qi continued to slash, Wu Yazi frowned, Huo Yunzi's threat was also very great, and the long-range attack actually suppressed him for a while.

Murong Longcheng rushed to help again, and the dignified king fist bombarded, brilliant as Tianwei, "Ascending Dragon Fist." "Fist power to turn into a dragon was the foundation martial arts of the royal family of Yan back then.

Wu Yazi made a domineering shot, and the power of the Northern Ming Fist collided with it, and suddenly the two true qi clashed, the internal force was dispersed, the two retreated at the same time, Wu Yazi retreated, a sword qi crossed his face, and the villain of the Yuan Shen suddenly retreated a trace of true power on his face, and he was injured.

Murong Longcheng covered his trembling hands and stared from afar, his strength was really superb, and he didn't hurt the other party even if he did it with all his might, but he couldn't help but retreat. (To be continued......)