The sky is getting overcast, and a heavy rain is imminent.

The prince of Yicheng and the lord of Penglai Pavilion fought fiercely. The abbot of Tianci said first, and he never understood the affairs in the martial arts, and the martial arts sect should not interfere.

The fishy wind blew into the pergola, and a few drops of rain wet Han Yuzhang's face.

Han Yuzhang really wanted to order ten thousand arrows to be fired!

However, after thinking about it, he finally succumbed to the oppression of the entire martial arts.

An understatement "middle finger in the sleeve" blocks the distance between Cheng Yitian and himself. Eagle King Bai Yingchu was not surprised, and his expression was light: "Why do I need your help?" There were two more finger winds, one cut Cheng Yitian's wrist, and the other hit Cheng Yitian's elbow.

Cheng Yitian has been practicing lock soldiers all year round, and the changes are close at hand, which is originally very fantastical and exquisite.

But Penglai Immortal Pavilion's martial arts are really peculiar. Finger wind view invisible, touch the substance, even if you touch some routines, you temporarily change the moves, to speed to seize the opportunity, whether you raise your hand, or sink your wrist, or with the pace, the body is transferred together, the finger wind still peeks through the opportunity, always in the trick is about to use the old, the key part of the point, and even with a large shift in shape, it can follow the turn.

This made the prince of Yicheng, who has always been calm and not afraid, restrained, and was forced to replace every trick when he could only use half of it, helpless and embarrassed, that embarrassment, not to mention.

However, Bai Yingchu was obviously not satisfied with this.

What he is doing at this moment is his unique "analytical hand". This kung fu needs to be based on a pure and soft internal force called "Xuanmi Taixu Gong", follow the law of the opponent's internal force, and refer to the wind to run like "Ku Ding Jieniu", analyze all the opponent's moves, and be able to fight with ease.

And in addition to such kung fu, he also has the ability to make Cheng Yitian, the son of Yicheng, busy and disgraced.

Still based on the "Mysterious Too Void Gong", he used a personal small grappling all the way. Cheng Yitian didn't have a few complicated moves except for locking the troops, but in a few rounds, Cheng Yitian's hands, feet, and shoulders were held one after another, and he was hit hard in front of his heart, and his left body was pushed again.

Cheng Yitian staggered far away, looking quite embarrassed.

But no one sighed and applauded.

Everyone was thinking: "How can this Penglai Pavilion Master be so powerful?" "Yicheng Gongzi is not bad, such a peculiar body technique, such a rapid change, if it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to catch a move......, right?"

Cheng Yitian stood still with the stake, and the Eagle King put his palm away and asked, "Can you still support it?"

Cheng Yitian said: "A temporary defeat is not a failure. ”

"Really?" the Eagle King sneered, "Then use your full strength." ”

The new palm technique continued to rise, and Cheng Yitian stacked his spirit and continued to fight.

Learning the benefits of Qianyuan mixed with heaven, Cheng Yitian is extraordinary. No matter how strange Bai Yingchu's tricks are, no matter how much he clicks and pushes, he can't completely get him down. However, Cheng Yitian has a good talent in martial arts, and he has suffered a lot, which made him figure out the flaws of the mysterious and too vain. When playing against Hua Shuqi, thousands of red mist spiders were stopped outside a wall of qi, such a magnificent scene will make many people unforgettable for life. The strength of the mystical too void power can be seen. However, with such a strong internal strength, every time he hits the body, Cheng Yitian feels that this skill is more than strong, but when it meets the strength of Qianyuan Chaotian Gong, it will definitely retreat, thus spontaneously forming a vortex.

If you rush on, it will be dissipated.

Kun Jin pounced, he would be absorbed, assimilated, and owned by Bai Yingchu.

That is to say, whenever he can't keep up with the rhythm of the other party in his moves, Cheng Yitian can do his best regardless of everything, whether it is the black tiger digging out his heart or the double dragon grabbing the pearl, he will definitely force the opponent's tricks to be old, and he will have to change the offensive line. To others, it seems that the two of them are engaged in a quick and superb fight.

Even Tianci, Qingfeng, etc., are reluctant to blink when they see sand in their eyes.

The raindrops drifted a little more intensively, and no one noticed them.

Everyone has a sentence of praise in their hearts: "It's not in vain that the north and south martial arts gather on this trip, this showdown is really exciting!"

On the martial arts field, the Eagle King suddenly asked Cheng Yitian: "In your heart, you actually want to be the leader of this martial arts alliance, right?"

Cheng Yitian and his arms intersected. His words aroused a big ripple in Cheng Yitian's heart. The ripples slowly swollen up, first small ripples and then large waves. The mystery is too void with its own suction, and Cheng Yitian's technique can't help but run with the other party.

The Eagle King said: "In the world, if you have fame and fortune, you will have the luxury of having the freedom of nothing." "You don't have it yet, but you can have it." Cheng Yitian's pace couldn't help but keep up with his rhythm, Bai Yingchu's tone was calm, like a quiet trickle: "Let Yicheng get rid of the crooked path of the evil sect, just like Jianzhuang, and become a generation of famous families." You can also become a martial arts master who is recognized by the public. ”

Bai Yingchu's hand drew several large circles in front of him one after another. Obviously it was not an attacking move, but Cheng Yitian followed the palm wind and turned a few times in parallel.

Cheng Yitian landed on a foot in front of Bai Yingchu.

The rain finally broke through the clouds and spread down. Cheng Yitian, who was standing on the martial arts arena, was wet, but outside Bai Yingchu's body, it diffused into a thin layer of mist.

Fang and Hua Shuqi fought just now, and the two elders of Shaolin Temple had seen the power of the Mysterious Taixuan Realm stunt.

Between breaths, they can not get wet with the rain, which is even more shocking to them than blocking the tide of red mist spiders for a while and a half.

No wonder the heads of Emei, Qingcheng, and Huashan are not his opponents.

Tianci pondered: "If it weren't for knowing his details that time, I was afraid that I, Qingfeng, and Ma Changkong would also be folded in the hands of His Royal Highness the Eagle King." ”

The Mysterious Taixu Realm has disappeared from people's vision since the early days of the founding of the Xi Dynasty, and it has been clean and clean, without any traces left.

Eagle King Bai Yingchu is now a great achievement, not to mention that various fighting techniques are more conducive to exerting the power of Taixu Gong.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Bai Yingchu is also a rare genius.

The rhythm is slowly being controlled by the Eagle King Bai Yingchu. Cheng Yitian kept wandering in front of, behind him, or around him, like a shadow.

Gradually, on the Yicheng side, Du Boyang was surprised: "It's bad, Gongzi seems to be controlled by this guy." ”

Xiao Sanlang also saw the clues, Cheng Yitian's body style and tricks were all very different from what they saw in their daily life. Graceful to weird, fantastical to bewitching - completely following Bai Yingchu's path, every move only falls half a beat of Bai Yingchu, and the posture is exactly the same as Bai Yingchu.

Yin Shisan glared: "Then what should I do?" paused, "Rush out?"

Du Boyang vetoed: "Of course not!"

However, just let Bai Yingchu lead the son's nose away, although with the knowledge of the four masters, they still can't guess Bai Yingchu's thoughts, and they have never heard of such a thing as "Mysterious Tai Xuan Realm", let alone what the Xuan Miao Tai Xuan Gong is, but, intuitively, it is absolutely no good thing to keep going like this.

There is no good thing, and there is no way to intervene, the four of them stared at each other, and in this big scene where the martial arts heroes from the north and south gathered, they lost their claims completely.

Let's talk about Cheng Yitian in the field, he can sense his own abnormality, and he was frightened at first, but after all, Bai Yingchu has never given him so many surprises, and such a fear gradually flashes and disappears. The two true forces in the body are greatly driven, the dry and masculine, the kun jin and the feminine, one and the other, and the other, they have never been so active, and the traction of the tailgating Taixu Gong circulates in the body, gradually getting stronger.

Cheng Yitian's breathing began to be rapid, getting heavier and heavier, and between the Eagle King and him, he could hear it very clearly.

Du Boyang and Xiao Saburo faintly thought of something, but they always felt: Gongzi's internal strength is strong, so he won't collapse so easily, right?

However, in the end, the mystery is too miraculous, and the degree is so deep that it is simply incredible.

Cheng Yitian, as the person concerned, feels the most directly.

Motivation has always been steady, never so high-pitched, and Kun Jin is low-key, and never competes with motivation. Now the two forces of Qiankun are advancing vigorously, they are no longer subordinate to themselves, as if they have their own vitality, like two dragons, tumbling, rising, drumming and surging waves.

Eventually, they want to break through their bodies.

The shape of Cheng Yitian's body did not change significantly, but his face suddenly turned red, suddenly green, suddenly red covered with blue, suddenly red with blue, and suddenly red with green. Tianci and Tianxuan, who watched the battle from the sidelines, were dumbfounded.

can practice yin and yang skills at the same time to such a state, can that person really be resurrected?

Tianci thought of the feeling in his heart when he saw Cheng Yitian at the beginning, his heart fluctuated, and he couldn't help muttering: "How is it possible? This is impossible......?"

The Eagle King's intention to put Cheng Yitian to death was clearly revealed, but what he never expected was that although the blue and red changes on Cheng Yitian's face became more and more intense, Cheng Yitian's personal yin and yang forces were entangled, and the time lasted too long than he expected.

There is no kind of kung fu that can not become popular after losing the control of the main body, even if it is just ordinary internal strength, it will also damage its meridians because of the excessive increase in true power.

However, he repeatedly urged his strength, but he was never able to make the Qianyuan Mixed Heaven Skill completely collapse. His internal force was turbulent, like a sea wave of great energy. However, Cheng Yitian, a thin mountain cliff, was about to be submerged several times, the tide receded slightly, and the solid mountain still stood up from the waves.

"What method do you use, and my internal force can also be controlled by you?"

On the verge of going mad, the person who did the work could still speak, which surprised the Eagle King. Even if he was surprised, in order not to compare, he also reined in the momentum of the two-point attack, based on the wind and waves, and pretended to smile easily: "This is Haitao Longxi." To deal with a conceited and blind master like you, this king has practiced this skill, and today is the first time to use it. ”

"Oh!" Cheng Yitian showed his fascination, and after a moment, a pair of eyes covered with a layer of red turned a cruel gaze.

The power of the sea is infinite, but it can engulf everything and destroy everything at the same time. The Eagle King's waves and tides, inspired by the sea, suddenly rose in this endless flow of infinite power similar to the divine power of nature—it was as strong as a mountain, sharp as a sword, and at first it broke through silently, and in a short time, it rushed out of the waves.

The Eagle King's internal force was torn open a huge gap. The internal force, which has been operating stably, is broken by the external force and becomes a waterfall that rushes down. He couldn't control his staggering, and behind him, Sikong Changlie and Chu Feng rushed to the entrance of the pergola one after another.

Chu Feng stopped Sikong Changlie: "Don't!"

Sikong hurriedly said, "What do you know?"

The two people's internal forces touched lightly, and Chu Feng's stern expression made Sikong Changlie have to stop.

The Eagle King is a proud man, and as his subordinate, everyone knows it. Besides, the Eagle King and Yicheng Gongzi fought fiercely, and they had to use all their strength, think about it, at this moment, no one on the field can get involved, right?

Seeing that Yicheng Gongzi, who had been at a disadvantage, waved his palm and pushed his master back a step.

At this step, not only the Eagle King was frightened, but Cheng Yitian himself was in a trance. The two forces of Qiankun, who are extremely powerful, have never felt that the strong internal breath makes Cheng Yitian's whole body, including his mind, extremely uncomfortable.

His eyes were red, his hall darkened, and a distinct vertical line had gathered, as if his forehead had exploded.

The trick was just one move, and he waved his palm forward, and the wind was fierce, forcing Bai Yingchu to raise his palm to greet him no matter what.

Several loud noises shook the sand in a radius of several feet.

The rain became a little heavier, drenching Cheng Yitian's face, and the Eagle King was no longer spared.

Chu Feng came to the Lotus Palace, and after a distance, he beckoned to the spruce that was on the edge of the pergola. Spruce is six gods and no owner, on the one hand, she is the king who is as kind to her as a mountain, for her, the pool of rivers and lakes is muddy; on the other hand, she has never severed her attachment to the lover, they have known each other since childhood, how many miserable, desolate, lonely days, she lives by missing his smile?

What should she do?

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Chu Feng beckoning, and Spruce couldn't help but walk away.

Chu Feng took her hand, turned around, and came to the pergola mouth of Penglai Immortal Pavilion.

At this time, the Eagle King was a few feet closer to his position. Cheng Yitian's face was not far away. The heavy rain can't stop them from being very close. Chu Feng held Spruce's hand tightly, Spruce couldn't help but tremble, his eyes were full of entanglement and pain.

The Eagle King didn't notice.

Cheng Yitian saw through it.

Chu Feng next to the spruce smiled at the corner of his mouth, strange and unpredictable. But Spruce-Spruce's eyes were firmly fixed on herself, was she caring, or was she begging, if she cared about herself, now Bai Yingchu was at a disadvantage, and there was no need to be so sad. And she's so sad......

Cheng Yitian's consciousness became more and more erratic.

The face on the other side was just a spruce at first, but somehow, all of a sudden, the expression on it made him unfamiliar. Stretched brows and crooked eyes are not what a lover should have. The smile is so kind and kind, as if ...... It seems like......

- It feels like a mother's mother!

Mother?

Cheng Yitian couldn't help but think about the daughter-in-law of the Cheng family, Liu Yiru, who had no memory for a long time, but this mother's face just didn't appear, and when it appeared, he could almost see the growth of the eyebrows on it, and it was a face exactly the same as spruce.

How so?

There was also a call one after another: "Tian'er, Tian'er-"

It's the screeching sound of swords and flesh flying in the air!

A large cloud of blood opened in his field of vision, and a white figure fluttered like a cloud.

Who's that?

Touching his face again, it was red, washed by the rain and not so sticky, but he still recognized it: it was blood, it was blood!

Cheng Yitian shouted!

Ahh

A large amount of blood poured out of his mouth.

"Childe ——!"

Sijie rushed out of the pergola desperately. Du Boyan hugged him, and the blood in his mouth had formed a thick column of blood.

"Hurry up, leave quickly, leave quickly!" exclaimed Du Boyan.

Xiao Sanlang said to Leng Wuchang: "Flying pigeons pass the book, and quickly summon Wu Buyi." ”

The cold impermanence slipped away like a light smoke.