The war end regenerated, and Long Hui, who was recuperating, was also awakened. He rushed out of the valley to find out. Chu Wanbing said in a angrily voice: "You guy, you're so reckless before your injury has healed!"
After all, she is a knife-like mouth and a slander. She always cares about Long Hui's injuries, so she also secretly followed him.
The two of them went to the battle site in front one after another. Long Hui pulled Chu Wanbing to find a hidden grass to hide, secretly peeking at the battle situation.
The air flowed on the flat ground not far away. The three true genus of purple qi, Taohua and Buddha light were constantly impacting, and they intertwined a brilliant color. The two were shocked. What kind of internal conflict between Confucian schools is clearly a melee between the three religions!
A ball of purple aura condensed in Jin Ziyi's palm and hit Taoist Jingchen. Jingchen sneered, waved the dust, and swung the purple aura with soft strength.
Then, Jingchen slammed and beaten, stepped forward with a quick step, clenched his fists with his five fingers, and hit Jin Ziyi's chest with a straight attack on the Zhenwu Divine Power Fist. Jin Ziyi waved his arms to block the fist, and only heard a loud noise. The two true qi fluctuated each other, rolling up countless sand and dust. In the mist, Jin Ziyi was knocked back by the Taoist punch, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly came from behind Jingchen. He knew that his opponent was good, so he turned around and responded, but he saw that the person behind him was Yin Fangxi.
The two of them had a palm, both of whom were amazed by the other party's foundation, and they each took a step back and continued to gather their skills to fight the enemy.
Chu Wanbing frowned and whispered: Unexpectedly, Yin Fangxi actually practiced Ziyang Xuan Technique to the ninth level. His cultivation level is probably only half lower than that of Kong Xiu.
Long Hui nodded and said, "This person is hiding deep enough. Bing'er, you have a look of a torch, you are almost catching up with your mother!"
Chu Wanbing gave him a charming look and said with a smile: "You are so poor, Yin Fangxi is just a martial arts master, and that Jin Ziyi is really a cunning person!
Long Huiqi said: Bing'er, what do you say?
Chu Wanbing leaned into his ear and angrily said: Although I don’t know how the Confucian and Taoist sects fought, you see, Yujuanlou and Yunhanyuan have already appeared, why are there no one in the Zhao family? Long Hui suddenly realized: Are you saying that Jin Ziyi arranged the Zhao family as an ambush and was preparing to attack Taoist Jingchen and the others?
Chu Wanbing smiled and nodded, pouted and said: Yunhanyuan is a place where think tanks are abundant in the Confucian sect. Although his martial arts are not high, he has a ghost idea one after another, and he is the same as Lu Chengyan!
Long Huiqi said: Bing'er, when have you ever seen Lu Chengyan?
Chu Wanbing was stunned and smiled and said, "It was my mother who told me that when I was in Tiebiguan, the old boy asked my mother to suffer a lot."
Long Hui laughed and said: When Iron Wall was closed, your mother almost killed me!
Chu Wanbing tilted her red lips, lowered her head and said without saying anything, but Long Hui smiled and said: As the saying goes, mother's debt is paid, Bing'er, please kiss her husband, we haven't been close for a long time
Chu Wanbing's face turned red and she said angrily: I'm going to die, I'm fighting over there, you still want...
Before he finished speaking, Long Hui stretched out his hand to hold his waist. The man's male body exuded a scorching breath and fumigated on her moist and plump skin through his skin, asking her to remove most of her strength in an instant.
Long Hui only felt that this little wife became more charming, her body was as soft as water, and she hugged her arms like a pool of warm and smooth spring water. The sweet and greasy aroma penetrated into her body through her pores.
Long Hui was holding the beauty in his arms, and he couldn't let go for a moment, and said with a smile: Bing'er, let's just watch the show like this.
Chu Wanbing's body was soft and her brain was drowsy. She leaned in his arms with a ghost, so comfortable that she almost wanted to close her eyelids and have a good sleep.
Long Hui saw a big tree behind him, so he pulled Chu Wanbing to the roots, leaned against the trunk and sat half-lying, holding the beauty in his arms.
Holding the beauty in his arms, looking at the battle coldly, Long Hui felt very happy at the moment. Chu Wanbing was already in three souls and seven souls. Fang was in a mess. She wanted to break away from this boy, but her body was leaning involuntarily in his arms, pressing the pair of plump and plump Aofeng tightly against him, and was squeezed into a tender flesh ball by the man's strong muscles.
Long Hui felt that this girl's body was really wonderful. After a while of separation, she became so mature and plump. Her big breasts showed no sign of sagging, and they were still so round and tall, but the breasts became softer and softer, as if a feather could sink even if it fell into it.
When this girl was still virgin, her body was more plump than Xiao Yuer. Now she is so soft, like water, and she is becoming more and more like her mother.
Little do you know that the Xuanyin body changes with age or the degree of love between men and women. When a girl is young, she can be said to have a rich flesh and blood, but at a certain time, she will become extremely soft and charming, ripe and affectionate, like a plump and sweet peach, and a slight touch will overflow with juice.
Chu Wanbing is a good example. When a girl is tight and plump, when a young woman is marrow, she still has a slightly youthful aura. Her body is not completely soft and boneless, but the person in Long Hui's arms is really soft and boneless, and she is as delicate as spring water. She is so mature that she can almost drip out of water.
Long Hui used a little more force on his arm, hugging Chu Wanbing tightly in his arms, and found that as the two of them approached, the sweet and sweet aura became more and more intense. He looked down and was shocked.
Looking down from the opening of the beauty's collar, I saw a little red complexion at the opening of the collar, and half a tight and narrow deep groove could be seen, and a pair of ripe honeydew-like big breasts were closely connected underneath.
Where the curves are round and fertile, even the clothes cannot hide their beauty.
Long Hui couldn't help but reach out to touch it. Before he could get close, he felt the hot breath of the beauty's chest. It seemed like a thin skin water bag filled with warm milk. It would be sweet milk with just a touch.
Chu Wanbing's heart beat violently, her body felt hot, and her heart was in chaos: He was going to be rude to me...Push him away, push him away...
Thinking of this, I finally raised my jade hand to block Long Hui, but this time it seemed that she had exhausted all her strength, and she was so tired that she was breathing in a daze. Mèi's eyes were as silk as silk, and her nose was hot. Even the smooth and white skin was covered with a layer of sweat. The peach cheeks were covered with water and shiny sweat beads flowed down the snow-slimming skin, dripping onto the collarbone, forming a small stall of water. The plump and comfortable body also emitted a sweet fragrance under the heat, making people feel that the beauty in front of me seemed to be a rose soaked in syrup, delicate and sweet
Long Hui smiled and said: Bing'er, don't do this, let me have a good look at it!
After saying that, the devil clutch continued to stretch towards Chu Wanbing. Chu Wanbing complained secretly that he could block it once, but he could not block it again. Could it be that this little bastard would inexplicably take advantage of it?
Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth with hatred, but her body couldn't spare any effort to stop the little beast's lust. She could only sigh in secret: Stinky girl, if you hadn't been too much of this little beast in the past, I would have suffered this disaster today!
The more I think about it, the more angry I am. I have to show my identity at the moment, but then I think: If I show my identity, wouldn’t it be even more embarrassing... What should I do... What should I do? Bing'er, Bing'er, you are too shameless when you are with this kid. How can you welcome this bastard's lust like this? This time I have been hurt by you!
On weekdays, the couple was extremely fed up. Chu Wanbing agreed to all Long Hui's request without reservation. Even if she was embarrassed, she would agree to it. She also used Long Hui a habit of being frivolous. As long as you have time, you would greet your wives and concubines, pinch your breasts and touch your buttocks, making Chu Wanbing and other women moan and panting, feeling restless, firmly pressing on this enemy.
Just when Long Hui's palm was still half an inch away from his breast peak, he heard a shocking sound in front of him, attracting Long Hui's attention. Chu Wanbing took the opportunity to pluck up his strength to open Long Hui's arms and said coquettishly: Little thief, stop making trouble, the matter is important!
After saying that, he turned Long Hui's face with his hands and told him to keep a close eye on the battle situation.
As expected, Zhao Hui led the elite Zhao family to rush out of the flanking woods. The Taoist master led by Jingchen was immediately caught off guard by this new force and his formation was in chaos.
Jingchen originally wanted to use his personal force to defeat the enemy and suppress the situation of the battle, but Yin Fangxi tightly held on to him. In addition, this person has a high level of cultivation, Jingchen can't escape at all.
Jingchen's eyes rolled, and he had a plan and shouted: Zong Yixiao's friend, I have attracted the rebellion of the Confucian Sect. Come quickly and clean up the mess!
As soon as the words Zong Yixiao came out, Yin Fangxi and Jin Ziyi's faces changed suddenly, and they were all focused on their guards, looking around the dense forests in all directions with cold eyes.
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement. Yin Fangxi laughed and said: Master Jingchen, you are poor in your skills!
Jingchen sighed bitterly and said: What Master Yin said is that I am really poor in skills, but the most serious thing is that I am not careful in making friends and have made bad friends like Zong Yixiao!
While speaking, he waved his sleeves and emitted a palm force from across the air to take the big tree thirty steps eastward.
With a click, the big tree broke down, and a figure jumped down from the tree. It was Zong Yixiao
Zong Yixiao stamped his feet and cursed: He said, "You can beat me if you hit me, why should I drag me into the water!"
Jingchen said: Your Confucian sect’s internal strife has affected our Taoist sect. What is the reason!
It turned out that Jin Ziyi wanted to use the night to ambush Zong Yixiao and others. Who knew that the night was dark and the wind was high, and the disciples under the sect couldn't see the target clearly, so they started fighting with Taoist sect in a daze. Seeing that Jin Ziyi had already fought hard, she would just make the mistake and take the initiative to wipe out the potential enemy first.
Jingchen was even more sophisticated. He had long discovered that Zong Yixiao was hiding not far away and peeping. He was merciless about this old friend he had been with for many years. He dragged him into the water directly to divert the attention of Yujuanlou and Yunhanyuan.
Jin Ziyi's eyes showed murderous intent and snorted coldly: Zong Yixiao, we are fighting with outsiders. As the leader of Canghai Pavilion, you are standing by and watching without even thinking about the friendship between the same family. Don't blame Jin for being unrighteous!
Zong Yixiao shrugged and said: Since you are all broken, why bother talking nonsense? Let’s see the truth behind you!
Jin Ziyi sneered several times and shouted loudly: Zong Yixiao colluded with outsiders, intending to subvert the Confucian Taoism, and his crimes are unforgivable! The Confucian disciples listened, Zong Yixiao was no longer the lord of Canghai Pavilion, and killed him on the spot!
Zong Yixiao said: Jin Ziyi, you are so angry. Not only will you have to raise your hand to vote for the three corpses? You have to pass the internal referendum of the Confucian Sect, but you have to pass the leader’s head. You are just Yunhan Academy and want to take this privilege. Who is so ruthless? Zong never shows any mercy to you and other villains!
Before he finished speaking, Zong Yixiao took action, the purple air soared into the air, the palm wind was strong, Jin Ziyi raised her palm to greet her, and the purple light shattered in an instant, and the Confucian and Wu were excited
Zong Yixiao suddenly raised three points of the inner energy, and his true energy exploded. His height and cultivation were revealed. His whole body seemed to turn into a purple sun, illuminating the night with purple light. This skill is actually the ninth level of the Purple Yang Xuan Gong!
Chu Wanbing was so beautiful that she whispered: The deposition of the three religions through the ages is indeed not simple. Zong Yixiao and Yin Fangxi there both have the ninth level of Ziyang Xuangong, and their foundation is only half as good as Kong Xiu... If it weren't for the many internal conflicts, our clan would not be able to establish itself in China.
Only Kong Xiu, Zong Xiaoyao, Yin Fangxi and other three people. Kong Xiu has practiced the Ziyang Xuangong to the point of being superb. All the acupoints in their bodies can condense the internal strength of the true essence. Once they practice, the acupoints in their bodies will form a purple sun. As long as their mind moves, each sun at the acupoints will aggregate into a huge purple sun. Its power is extremely powerful and can be said to be the peak of the Confucian Sect.
Although Zong Xiaoyao and Yin Fangxi have reached the ninth level, they have no magical powers as Kong Xiu as they want to integrate the purple yang true energy in their bodies. Although they have innate power, they do not have innate gods.
The ninth level is the peak magical power, and it is difficult to reach human power. However, even if you have reached the eighth level, there are only Meng Ke, Ren Pingfan and Jin Ziyi. However, Jin Ziyi specializes in wisdom and is far inferior to the previous two. Faced with the highest level of Ziyang Xuan Gong, Jin Ziyi was almost breathless. After spending all her cultivation and taking a few moves, she was already unable to do so.
Zong Yixiao shouted: The troubles of the fetus in troubled times will bring life!
He slapped out his palm, and the true energy came over. Before the move came, the palm wind had already pressed Jin Ziyi into bleeding from his mouth and nose, and it was so painful that he could not bear it.
At the moment of danger, suddenly purple air spread across the sky, and the same source of the move came to protect Zong Yixiao's palm power by eight points. The person who took action was Yin Fangxi, who also cultivated to the ninth level.
After Yin Fangxi removed Zong Yixiao's palm power, he immediately attacked. He only saw him use one move. Lingyun Three Thousand Battles, his moves were elegant and free from dust. He seemed to be stained with ink, but in fact he was a war drum with murderous intent. He locked Zong Yixiao's limbs and bones as soon as he made a move. He would not give up until he took the enemy's head.
Zong Yixiao brought the energy into the body, lowered his left shoulder, raised his right hand, and came a Nine Turns Unbounded. This method is a unique skill of the nine styles. Each style contains nine kinds of changes. In this way, there are eighty kinds of hidden hands, which makes people unable to defend.
Two Confucians each showed their magical powers, fighting to the point where the sun and the moon are gone, the mountains and rivers are lost, and the true energy of the purple yang bursts out all around, so don't be close to the stranger.
Seeing that the two were fighting, Jin Ziyi found a gap and intervened in the battle circle, and joined Yin Fangxi's power to surround Zong Yixiao.
Seeing this, Jingchen shouted: If you fight one, what kind of heroes are you? Friend, I will help you!
After saying that, he also entered the battle circle and blocked Jin Ziyi
Zong Yixiao got this strong help and immediately had no worries about future troubles. He let go of his hands and feet to deal with Yin Fangxi.
Jin Ziyi's cultivation is not as good as Jingchen, and she fell at a disadvantage in a few rounds. Fortunately, Zhao Hui helped her and barely got back on the situation.
In the battle circle, the disciples of Confucianism and Taoism fought hard, and the leaders of all parties also fought in person. The five masters showed their power, the palm wind and fists were crisscrossed, and the true qi was entangled and stirred. Each move was filled with wind and the sound of thunder, tearing the calm coat of Linxia Mountain, officially starting the battle for Wu Zun.
Both sides are martial artists, full of fighting spirit, but as the leader of one side, he has many considerations in his actions, so there are not many opportunities to confront masters of the same level. He has only a martial arts but has nowhere to display it, and he feels a little frustrated.
Now because of the seal of Wu Zun, the blood in everyone's body has also begun to boil. Without any scruples, he has used his unique skills in his life and vowed to overwhelm the other party to prove the level of martial arts.
Ziyang Xuangong is the same root, Zong Yin and the two of them come to interact with each other, sometimes they try their hand to test, sometimes they use heavy hands to kill the enemy, and if they are not careful, they will go back and forth between Huangquan
Although Jingchen fought against two, he had a basis for advancing and retreating, and there was no clumsiness at all. He only saw his whisk scattering, and his strength was soft and hard. He swept away Jin Ziyi, then his sleeves shook, and the magical edge behind him suddenly came out of the sheath. It was the famous sword of the Taoist sect, Bai Hongzhang.
Jingchen held the whisk in his left hand and the divine sword in his right hand. Daohua Yuangong came out bravely. Thousands of sword lights came to the red dust. The sword aura mixed with the innate hexagram was unstoppable. Jin Ziyi and Zhao Hui tried their best to shake his tassel, so they could not be defeated!
Seeing that his side was defeated, Yin Fangxi rose up and forced Zong Yixiao away and led his disciples to retreat. Jin Ziyi and Zhao Hui also suppressed the injuries. They each handed out a palm to cover the disciples to retreat. Then they fought and retreated, and escaped from the battle situation.
Although he won the first battle, Zong Yixiao had no joy at all. He gave Jingchen a blank look and said: Baimao Dao, even if you can't keep them, you can kill at least one Zhao Hui. Why do you want to let them go?
Jingchen said: They have already set up a thread with King Song, so it is not advisable to kill them hasty. Otherwise, it may lead to the Huangfu clan directly interfere with the affairs of the three religions.
Zong Yixiao sneered and said: To put it nicely, you just want King Song and others to restrain the old Taoist Yuan Ding for you
Jingchen sighed: It's indeed my good friend, and his eyes are really like a torch.
Zong Yixiao said: Come on, if you don’t talk to each other, and you don’t have a heart-to-heart relationship, you will not avoid it!
Jingchen said: Friend, this is also good for you. Most of the disciples of the Confucian Sect are standing on the side of Yunhanyuan and Yujuan Tower. How can you fight against them by just one Canghai Pavilion? Even if you kill a Jin Ziyi tonight, the general trend within the Confucian Sect remains unchanged. You leaders are always at a disadvantage. It would be better to leave Jin Ziyi and let him continue to cooperate with King Song and get involved in this battle between the crown prince to reduce their strength. Wouldn't it be nice to! Zong Yixiao rolled his eyes and said: It's really a black-hearted, dead white-haired old Taoist. It seems that I have to be more careful about you in the future, otherwise I will count the money for you if I sell you!
Jingchen smiled and said: My friend is so serious. Now we are all grasshoppers on the same rope. This is to work together!
Zong Yixiao said: Working together, are you planning to pull the martial arts tycoon in Lilou?
Jingchen exclaimed: Friends are really close friends, but the three words "pulling into the water" are too rough, and they are not very consistent with the identity and demeanor of a friend Confucian scholar. It is better to say it in another way, it is called asking the Bodhisattva Lilou to come out to help.
Zong Yixiao snorted and said: "Black-bellied bull's nose, I don't want to work with you."
Jingchen looked at his back with a smile, his lips trembled slightly, and murmured to himself: One, two, three...turn!
Zong Yixiao turned his head suddenly, glared at Jingchen, and said: If you want to go, you can't do such a shameless thing!
Jingchen nodded slightly and said yes, but listened to Zong Yixiao and said to himself: Today, I saw the white-haired Buddha preaching in Liushui Village...
Jingchen smiled, and after giving a few words to his disciples, he turned around and left.
Seeing this, Long Huiqi said: This Taoist just left like this? What should he do with his disciples?
Chu Wanbing smiled: Fool, before leaving, the White-Hai Dao told his disciple to follow Zong Yixiao closely and he also told the leading disciple in this way, "You must follow the senior of the sect immediately. Before I come back, everything will be followed by the senior of the sect." Zong Yixiao could not refuse this situation at all, as if he had completely dragged Zong Yixiao into the water!
Long Hui recalled that day, Jingchen seemed to have used the kindness of helping Wei Xuexin to drop him into the water without any trace, and cursed in his heart: Zong Yixiao is right, this white-haired old Taoist is really a black-hearted person. He is simply a water ghost reincarnated, and his ability to pull people into the water is superb! The martial arts tycoon who is Lilou Bodhisattva doesn't know how he will fool him...
Then I thought, it would not be a bad thing if the Bodhisattva Lilou arrived in Linxia Mountain. At least he could restrain Weituo Bodhisattva in terms of martial arts.
Chu Wanbing chuckled in a low voice and said: Zong Yixiao is too inauthentic. He offered Bodhisattva Lilou in a few words. If Baimao Dao was pulling people into the water, then this Confucian scholar was pushing people into the river. These two people were really black-hearted and cunning!
Seeing her smile as if she was as beautiful as a flower, the ecstasy feeling just now appeared again, and he couldn't help but poke out his claws again. This time, before he reached halfway through his hand, he pinched Chu Wanbing fiercely on the back of his hand, and waited for him with a coquettish look, warning him not to do anything!
Damn girl, now I'm playing with me. Let's see how I deal with you in the future. Long Hui looked at Chu Wanbing's increasingly moist figure and felt aroused in her heart. If it weren't for the inappropriate, Long Hui would definitely strip the girl away and soak her snow-white and plump body hard to smooth out the wrinkles of the greasy and smooth the soft and soft cherry.
Chu Wanbing didn't know what Long Hui was thinking at this time, so she looked up the mountain and said: Let's go up the mountain and take a look!
After saying that, the lotus feet are light, and the delicate body flies towards the top of the mountain, with a clear and unparalleled posture and beautiful
When we reached the top of the mountain, the past was no longer peaceful outside the Wuzun Temple. All forces were in conflict with each other. Among them, there were Taoists, Buddhists, Confucians, and military families, as well as elites from major sects.
Yuan Ding Zhenren stands proudly, and one man is at the gate of ten thousand men. Standing in front of the main entrance of Wuzun Temple, he is so arrogant that he ignores the people who are ready to move around the world.
A middle-aged man in forty years old, wearing a brocade robe, said: All martial arts fellow martial artists want to enter the temple to worship the seal of Wu Zun, Yuan Ding Zhenren, what is the reason for you to block in front of the door?
The man was Du Tianyun, the owner of Tianma Villa. His words were responded to by heroes from all sides. Many people thought that Yuan Ding was too domineering in his work and asked him to give way.
This Martial Master Seal does not belong. Even if we don’t have the ability to get it, can’t you take a look? It’s Ah, Ah, even if you are the leader of the Taoist religion, you don’t have the power to occupy this place. Make way quickly!
The crowd was in high spirits, but Yuan Ding Zhenren didn't even raise his eyelids. His disciple, Zhang Hu, stood up and shouted: The seal of Wu Zun is a sacred object in the martial arts world, how can it be slight? If everyone goes in, wouldn't the Wu Zun Temple be messed up and insulted the holy objects!
Du Tianyunyu said: What does the Taoist priest think is not considered an insult to the holy object?
Xuan Hu smiled and said: Master Du asked well, we are all martial artists, and we stand in front of the Wuzun Temple, so we can use the simplest method to compete and decide the battle!
Du Tianyun asked: Since the competition is a battle, how can we decide the outcome?
Xuan Hu said: Three palms, as long as you can take the three palms of the master, you can enter the temple to gain a glimpse of the seal of the Martial Master!
As soon as these words were spoken, many people couldn't help but shout and scold, thinking that Yuan Ding Zhenren was too arrogant.
Du Tianyun's expression was restrained, because he could fully feel the pressure emitted by Yuan Ding Zhenren. Although there were many heroes here, there were probably not many people who could walk a half-stage in Yuan Ding Zhenren's hands.
What a big tone!
When Long Hui heard Yuan Ding's bold words, he was so angry that he couldn't beat him up. He raised his sleeves and wanted to teach him a lesson, but was pulled by Chu Wanbing: Fool, don't go out!
Long Hui said: Bing'er, I must kill this stinky Taoist priest today!
Chu Wanbing said: Lu Luan is likely to be hiding in the crowd. If you show up like this, wouldn’t you give her an opportunity to take advantage of it?
Long Hui recalled the power of the Xuanmèi magic technique, but he was still scared at this moment. After thinking about it, he finally suppressed his anger.
A thin black man stepped out with his head held high, looked at Yuan Ding Zhenren, and said, "I am in Xiabeitang, but I'm here to ask for the power of Yuan Ding Zhenren!"
Beitang Wujiu is Beitangsheng's younger brother. In the past, when the battle of the imperial city, Beitangsheng died and was under the sword of the monk. Beitang Wujiu took over the Thunder Mansion, but his reputation was not as good as his brother. Therefore, he wanted to use this battle for the Martial Master Seal to make a name for himself and restore the power of the Thunder Mansion.
Yuan Ding's true man looked lightly and said lightly: Please tell me, the head of Beitang!
Beitang Wujiu shouted loudly and disrespectfully. He walked through the martial arts veins, and his true energy was abundant throughout his body. He saw lightning and lightning flashing within ten steps. This was the unique skill of the Thunder Mansion.
Chu Wanbing stared at the field with beautiful eyes, shook her head and sighed: This person is so happy with meritorious foundation, far worse than his elder brother, I'm afraid he can't even hold a palm!
Before Chu Wanbing finished speaking, he saw that Beitang Wujiu had already pushed his body to the limit. He was turning his palms and lifting the Yuan Yuan, and a fierce wind and thunder evil appeared. He was angry at Yuan Ding Zhenren.
Yuanding Zhenren lowered his eyes to meet the enemy, and his sleeves swayed, absorbing all the energy of square radiance. Beitang Wujiu only felt that the palm power seemed to be swallowed by a giant Taotie beast, and it seemed to be hit on cotton, with nowhere to focus. Before he could be shocked, he felt his body flying uncontrollably, screaming, and falling more than ten feet in a gurgling way. The more embarrassed it would be, the more embarrassed it would be.
From Beitang Wujiu's attack to when he was thrown out, most of them didn't see clearly how Yuan Ding Zhenren made the move. They just thought that this Taoist was really terrible. Most of the passionate emotions just now were cut off, and they kept silent.
Du Tianyun laughed and said: The real person is indeed amazing. Du also wants to ask the real person for some tricks!
As he spoke, a strong and deep breath came out of his body, forcing the disciples such as Hanging Lantern to close their clothes, and their breath was not smooth.
Yuan Ding Zhenren seemed to have some interest, raised his eyelids slightly, and said with a faint smile: I have heard of the reputation of the owner Du, so today I will take this opportunity to verify martial arts with the owner.
Du Tianyun's internal strength was hidden but not released, and his sharpness was reduced. He was much more intelligent than Beitang Wujiu, but Yuan Ding Zhenren was still unmoved. After holding his hands, he actually showed a gesture of letting the other party take action first.
Du Tianyun was not polite, and grabbed the person in front of him with a quick step, and a palm was striking at Yuan Ding's chest. With a muffled sound, Du Tianyun actually hit Yuan Ding's chest firmly.
However, he did not look at all happy because the palm of his hand that hit Yuan Ding Zhenren seemed to be trapped in a mud, unable to move forward and retreat, and a word immediately emerged in his heart: Hunyuan Daofei!
The soft power of the Tao body was removed from Hong Tao. When Du Tianyun's sharp energy was exhausted, the Gangjin burst out fiercely. Du Tianyun was also very good. Taking advantage of the transformation of hardness and softness, he pulled back and avoided the consequences of Gangjin's injury to the body.
Yuan Ding Zhenren showed a look of praise and smiled: Master Du, please take my first hand!
While speaking, the Thunder and Li regained the palm of the palm, and the palm of the palm condensed the thunder evil energy. This hand was thunder in the palm of the palm that evolved from the innate Jue Gua.
Although Yuan Ding Zhenren also practiced the innate Jue Gua, his nature was relatively fierce, not as peaceful as the Immortal Sect, and it was difficult to compatible with the power of reproduction between the Eight-Spirit Hexagrams. Therefore, he simply specialized in the two hexagrams of Thunder and Fire, and created a set of martial arts called Xuangang Burning Heaven. Its power is strong, powerful and invincible.
Thunder evil spirit came through the air, Du Tianyun did not dare to neglect, gathered his lifelong cultivation, held his foot, pushed his hands straight up, and took the first palm head-on
Only the thunder sound was heard, Du Tianyun's body shook, and he was actually weak, and he was shocked to retreat several times. However, while he was retreating, he led the thunder force into the ground, and saw that the place where he stepped by was burnt, and the power of the thunder force was evident.
Although Du Tianyun was removed from the thunder force, his meridians were severely painful and his body was sore and numb. He was really painful.
Yuan Ding nodded and laughed: Master Du, good kung fu, the second palm is coming!
This time, the palm of Yuanding Zhenren's palm was filled with heat. Just looking at his five fingers, he brought out a burning and scorching airflow. It was the Wu Jue Bihuo Jingtao of Xuangang Burning Heaven!
Du Tianyun knew that the power of this move was unstoppable, so he stepped on his feet, and his palm contained water intent, and used a move to lead the flowing water back. He saw his palms floating in a vague way, six-touch, four-dividing, and using the method of transferring true qi to remove the opponent's flame power.
The contact was followed, but the pair of flesh palms were burned red by the fire and emitted a burst of burnt odor. Du Tianyun let out a breath of turbid air, suppressing the pain, and said with his head raised: There is another palm, real person, please take the move!
Yuan Ding Zhenren smiled and said: The owner of the manor is very skilled in martial arts. I admire him. Not to mention that even three palms are three hundred palms, I am not sure to win, so it’s better not to have this third palm!
After saying that, he gave way and made a gesture of inviting Du Tianyun
Du Tianyun was shocked. He was actually at the end of his strength and was not sure to take over the third palm. Who knew that Yuan Ding Zhenren made way generously and said a lot of words to him, giving him enough face.
Du Tianyun sighed, clasped his fists at Yuan Ding's real man and said: Real martial arts is the real high Jue. If it weren't for the real man's desire, Du would have lost all his face long ago!
Yuan Ding smiled and personally welcomed Du Tianyun into the temple
Chu Wanbing whispered: Baimao Dao is black-bellied, and this Yuan Ding is even more indecent. Not only does it establish its authority with two palms, it also sells it to Tianma Villa. It's really outrageous!
Long Hui smiled and said: There are many war horses in the military camp from Tianma Villa. This Yuanding Zhenren is also a delicate person. He knows the value of Tianma Villa, and he also tried Du Tianyun's depth, so it would be better to sell a favor.
Chu Wanbing snorted: Since the death of Beitang Sheng, the power of the Thunder Mansion has plummeted. This stinky Taoist priest has simply put aside his mistakes and humiliated Beitang Wujiu in public. He stepped on the Thunder Mansion and encountered a powerful sect like Tianma Villa. He released the checkpoint and changed his mind!
Long Hui sighed: The reason why Tianma Villa can rank among the five major sects is entirely due to its horse herding skills. The horses they raise are all divine horses. Its influence is very wide. Now Yuanding Zhenren has formed an alliance with the King of Jin and shares honor and disgrace. Of course, he has to consider three points for the King of Jin.
Chu Wanbing nodded and said: Yes, maybe there is the meaning of King Jin. After all, fighting for the world is an indispensable thing. Even if Tianma Villa cannot be friends, it cannot be an enemy.
After Du Tianyun entered the temple, no one could step through the threshold. The people who challenged behind could not even take a single move from Yuanding Zhenren. What is strange is that most of the people who came up to challenge came from some unknown small sects, and Long Hui secretly called himself strange.
Chu Wanbing saw through his doubts and whispered: Since the Han family's door sign was broken by the Zhao family, it has become a second-rate. Among the four major families, Murong and Beicheng generally ignore these martial arts storms. The Qinglian Gang, among the five major sects, was exhausted due to the chaos in the evil realm, and was unable to compete for the seal. The Pingshan Sect was also controlled by us. The only ones left were Tianjian Valley and Confucian Buddhism.
At this moment, the Buddha's light shone everywhere, and three monks fell from the sky. The leader was Weituo Bodhisattva, and the other two were the two great venerables of the Earth Wind.
Bodhisattva Weituo clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name: Yuanding Zhenren, Weituo is polite!
The eyes of Yuan Ding Zhenren suddenly lit up and he smiled and said: The Bodhisattva has finally arrived, I have been waiting for a long time!
Haha, all the Buddhists and Taoists are present, how can one of the three religions be missing?
Although it was a chuckle, it resounded through the sky. It was the two great scholars, Yin Fangxi and Jin Ziyi, who were following Zhao Hui and other masters.
The three religions of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism have all gathered together, and now it’s a fun time to watch them!
Chu Wanbing seemed to see something interesting. Mèi's eyes were flowing in the mid-autumn waves, her sedan chair face was like a fire, and a graceful smile caught on the corner of her mouth. Even if it was a distance, she could faintly smell the orchid breath, which made Long Hui's heart pound.
After all, she is a knife-like mouth and a slander. She always cares about Long Hui's injuries, so she also secretly followed him.
The two of them went to the battle site in front one after another. Long Hui pulled Chu Wanbing to find a hidden grass to hide, secretly peeking at the battle situation.
The air flowed on the flat ground not far away. The three true genus of purple qi, Taohua and Buddha light were constantly impacting, and they intertwined a brilliant color. The two were shocked. What kind of internal conflict between Confucian schools is clearly a melee between the three religions!
A ball of purple aura condensed in Jin Ziyi's palm and hit Taoist Jingchen. Jingchen sneered, waved the dust, and swung the purple aura with soft strength.
Then, Jingchen slammed and beaten, stepped forward with a quick step, clenched his fists with his five fingers, and hit Jin Ziyi's chest with a straight attack on the Zhenwu Divine Power Fist. Jin Ziyi waved his arms to block the fist, and only heard a loud noise. The two true qi fluctuated each other, rolling up countless sand and dust. In the mist, Jin Ziyi was knocked back by the Taoist punch, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly came from behind Jingchen. He knew that his opponent was good, so he turned around and responded, but he saw that the person behind him was Yin Fangxi.
The two of them had a palm, both of whom were amazed by the other party's foundation, and they each took a step back and continued to gather their skills to fight the enemy.
Chu Wanbing frowned and whispered: Unexpectedly, Yin Fangxi actually practiced Ziyang Xuan Technique to the ninth level. His cultivation level is probably only half lower than that of Kong Xiu.
Long Hui nodded and said, "This person is hiding deep enough. Bing'er, you have a look of a torch, you are almost catching up with your mother!"
Chu Wanbing gave him a charming look and said with a smile: "You are so poor, Yin Fangxi is just a martial arts master, and that Jin Ziyi is really a cunning person!
Long Huiqi said: Bing'er, what do you say?
Chu Wanbing leaned into his ear and angrily said: Although I don’t know how the Confucian and Taoist sects fought, you see, Yujuanlou and Yunhanyuan have already appeared, why are there no one in the Zhao family? Long Hui suddenly realized: Are you saying that Jin Ziyi arranged the Zhao family as an ambush and was preparing to attack Taoist Jingchen and the others?
Chu Wanbing smiled and nodded, pouted and said: Yunhanyuan is a place where think tanks are abundant in the Confucian sect. Although his martial arts are not high, he has a ghost idea one after another, and he is the same as Lu Chengyan!
Long Huiqi said: Bing'er, when have you ever seen Lu Chengyan?
Chu Wanbing was stunned and smiled and said, "It was my mother who told me that when I was in Tiebiguan, the old boy asked my mother to suffer a lot."
Long Hui laughed and said: When Iron Wall was closed, your mother almost killed me!
Chu Wanbing tilted her red lips, lowered her head and said without saying anything, but Long Hui smiled and said: As the saying goes, mother's debt is paid, Bing'er, please kiss her husband, we haven't been close for a long time
Chu Wanbing's face turned red and she said angrily: I'm going to die, I'm fighting over there, you still want...
Before he finished speaking, Long Hui stretched out his hand to hold his waist. The man's male body exuded a scorching breath and fumigated on her moist and plump skin through his skin, asking her to remove most of her strength in an instant.
Long Hui only felt that this little wife became more charming, her body was as soft as water, and she hugged her arms like a pool of warm and smooth spring water. The sweet and greasy aroma penetrated into her body through her pores.
Long Hui was holding the beauty in his arms, and he couldn't let go for a moment, and said with a smile: Bing'er, let's just watch the show like this.
Chu Wanbing's body was soft and her brain was drowsy. She leaned in his arms with a ghost, so comfortable that she almost wanted to close her eyelids and have a good sleep.
Long Hui saw a big tree behind him, so he pulled Chu Wanbing to the roots, leaned against the trunk and sat half-lying, holding the beauty in his arms.
Holding the beauty in his arms, looking at the battle coldly, Long Hui felt very happy at the moment. Chu Wanbing was already in three souls and seven souls. Fang was in a mess. She wanted to break away from this boy, but her body was leaning involuntarily in his arms, pressing the pair of plump and plump Aofeng tightly against him, and was squeezed into a tender flesh ball by the man's strong muscles.
Long Hui felt that this girl's body was really wonderful. After a while of separation, she became so mature and plump. Her big breasts showed no sign of sagging, and they were still so round and tall, but the breasts became softer and softer, as if a feather could sink even if it fell into it.
When this girl was still virgin, her body was more plump than Xiao Yuer. Now she is so soft, like water, and she is becoming more and more like her mother.
Little do you know that the Xuanyin body changes with age or the degree of love between men and women. When a girl is young, she can be said to have a rich flesh and blood, but at a certain time, she will become extremely soft and charming, ripe and affectionate, like a plump and sweet peach, and a slight touch will overflow with juice.
Chu Wanbing is a good example. When a girl is tight and plump, when a young woman is marrow, she still has a slightly youthful aura. Her body is not completely soft and boneless, but the person in Long Hui's arms is really soft and boneless, and she is as delicate as spring water. She is so mature that she can almost drip out of water.
Long Hui used a little more force on his arm, hugging Chu Wanbing tightly in his arms, and found that as the two of them approached, the sweet and sweet aura became more and more intense. He looked down and was shocked.
Looking down from the opening of the beauty's collar, I saw a little red complexion at the opening of the collar, and half a tight and narrow deep groove could be seen, and a pair of ripe honeydew-like big breasts were closely connected underneath.
Where the curves are round and fertile, even the clothes cannot hide their beauty.
Long Hui couldn't help but reach out to touch it. Before he could get close, he felt the hot breath of the beauty's chest. It seemed like a thin skin water bag filled with warm milk. It would be sweet milk with just a touch.
Chu Wanbing's heart beat violently, her body felt hot, and her heart was in chaos: He was going to be rude to me...Push him away, push him away...
Thinking of this, I finally raised my jade hand to block Long Hui, but this time it seemed that she had exhausted all her strength, and she was so tired that she was breathing in a daze. Mèi's eyes were as silk as silk, and her nose was hot. Even the smooth and white skin was covered with a layer of sweat. The peach cheeks were covered with water and shiny sweat beads flowed down the snow-slimming skin, dripping onto the collarbone, forming a small stall of water. The plump and comfortable body also emitted a sweet fragrance under the heat, making people feel that the beauty in front of me seemed to be a rose soaked in syrup, delicate and sweet
Long Hui smiled and said: Bing'er, don't do this, let me have a good look at it!
After saying that, the devil clutch continued to stretch towards Chu Wanbing. Chu Wanbing complained secretly that he could block it once, but he could not block it again. Could it be that this little bastard would inexplicably take advantage of it?
Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth with hatred, but her body couldn't spare any effort to stop the little beast's lust. She could only sigh in secret: Stinky girl, if you hadn't been too much of this little beast in the past, I would have suffered this disaster today!
The more I think about it, the more angry I am. I have to show my identity at the moment, but then I think: If I show my identity, wouldn’t it be even more embarrassing... What should I do... What should I do? Bing'er, Bing'er, you are too shameless when you are with this kid. How can you welcome this bastard's lust like this? This time I have been hurt by you!
On weekdays, the couple was extremely fed up. Chu Wanbing agreed to all Long Hui's request without reservation. Even if she was embarrassed, she would agree to it. She also used Long Hui a habit of being frivolous. As long as you have time, you would greet your wives and concubines, pinch your breasts and touch your buttocks, making Chu Wanbing and other women moan and panting, feeling restless, firmly pressing on this enemy.
Just when Long Hui's palm was still half an inch away from his breast peak, he heard a shocking sound in front of him, attracting Long Hui's attention. Chu Wanbing took the opportunity to pluck up his strength to open Long Hui's arms and said coquettishly: Little thief, stop making trouble, the matter is important!
After saying that, he turned Long Hui's face with his hands and told him to keep a close eye on the battle situation.
As expected, Zhao Hui led the elite Zhao family to rush out of the flanking woods. The Taoist master led by Jingchen was immediately caught off guard by this new force and his formation was in chaos.
Jingchen originally wanted to use his personal force to defeat the enemy and suppress the situation of the battle, but Yin Fangxi tightly held on to him. In addition, this person has a high level of cultivation, Jingchen can't escape at all.
Jingchen's eyes rolled, and he had a plan and shouted: Zong Yixiao's friend, I have attracted the rebellion of the Confucian Sect. Come quickly and clean up the mess!
As soon as the words Zong Yixiao came out, Yin Fangxi and Jin Ziyi's faces changed suddenly, and they were all focused on their guards, looking around the dense forests in all directions with cold eyes.
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement. Yin Fangxi laughed and said: Master Jingchen, you are poor in your skills!
Jingchen sighed bitterly and said: What Master Yin said is that I am really poor in skills, but the most serious thing is that I am not careful in making friends and have made bad friends like Zong Yixiao!
While speaking, he waved his sleeves and emitted a palm force from across the air to take the big tree thirty steps eastward.
With a click, the big tree broke down, and a figure jumped down from the tree. It was Zong Yixiao
Zong Yixiao stamped his feet and cursed: He said, "You can beat me if you hit me, why should I drag me into the water!"
Jingchen said: Your Confucian sect’s internal strife has affected our Taoist sect. What is the reason!
It turned out that Jin Ziyi wanted to use the night to ambush Zong Yixiao and others. Who knew that the night was dark and the wind was high, and the disciples under the sect couldn't see the target clearly, so they started fighting with Taoist sect in a daze. Seeing that Jin Ziyi had already fought hard, she would just make the mistake and take the initiative to wipe out the potential enemy first.
Jingchen was even more sophisticated. He had long discovered that Zong Yixiao was hiding not far away and peeping. He was merciless about this old friend he had been with for many years. He dragged him into the water directly to divert the attention of Yujuanlou and Yunhanyuan.
Jin Ziyi's eyes showed murderous intent and snorted coldly: Zong Yixiao, we are fighting with outsiders. As the leader of Canghai Pavilion, you are standing by and watching without even thinking about the friendship between the same family. Don't blame Jin for being unrighteous!
Zong Yixiao shrugged and said: Since you are all broken, why bother talking nonsense? Let’s see the truth behind you!
Jin Ziyi sneered several times and shouted loudly: Zong Yixiao colluded with outsiders, intending to subvert the Confucian Taoism, and his crimes are unforgivable! The Confucian disciples listened, Zong Yixiao was no longer the lord of Canghai Pavilion, and killed him on the spot!
Zong Yixiao said: Jin Ziyi, you are so angry. Not only will you have to raise your hand to vote for the three corpses? You have to pass the internal referendum of the Confucian Sect, but you have to pass the leader’s head. You are just Yunhan Academy and want to take this privilege. Who is so ruthless? Zong never shows any mercy to you and other villains!
Before he finished speaking, Zong Yixiao took action, the purple air soared into the air, the palm wind was strong, Jin Ziyi raised her palm to greet her, and the purple light shattered in an instant, and the Confucian and Wu were excited
Zong Yixiao suddenly raised three points of the inner energy, and his true energy exploded. His height and cultivation were revealed. His whole body seemed to turn into a purple sun, illuminating the night with purple light. This skill is actually the ninth level of the Purple Yang Xuan Gong!
Chu Wanbing was so beautiful that she whispered: The deposition of the three religions through the ages is indeed not simple. Zong Yixiao and Yin Fangxi there both have the ninth level of Ziyang Xuangong, and their foundation is only half as good as Kong Xiu... If it weren't for the many internal conflicts, our clan would not be able to establish itself in China.
Only Kong Xiu, Zong Xiaoyao, Yin Fangxi and other three people. Kong Xiu has practiced the Ziyang Xuangong to the point of being superb. All the acupoints in their bodies can condense the internal strength of the true essence. Once they practice, the acupoints in their bodies will form a purple sun. As long as their mind moves, each sun at the acupoints will aggregate into a huge purple sun. Its power is extremely powerful and can be said to be the peak of the Confucian Sect.
Although Zong Xiaoyao and Yin Fangxi have reached the ninth level, they have no magical powers as Kong Xiu as they want to integrate the purple yang true energy in their bodies. Although they have innate power, they do not have innate gods.
The ninth level is the peak magical power, and it is difficult to reach human power. However, even if you have reached the eighth level, there are only Meng Ke, Ren Pingfan and Jin Ziyi. However, Jin Ziyi specializes in wisdom and is far inferior to the previous two. Faced with the highest level of Ziyang Xuan Gong, Jin Ziyi was almost breathless. After spending all her cultivation and taking a few moves, she was already unable to do so.
Zong Yixiao shouted: The troubles of the fetus in troubled times will bring life!
He slapped out his palm, and the true energy came over. Before the move came, the palm wind had already pressed Jin Ziyi into bleeding from his mouth and nose, and it was so painful that he could not bear it.
At the moment of danger, suddenly purple air spread across the sky, and the same source of the move came to protect Zong Yixiao's palm power by eight points. The person who took action was Yin Fangxi, who also cultivated to the ninth level.
After Yin Fangxi removed Zong Yixiao's palm power, he immediately attacked. He only saw him use one move. Lingyun Three Thousand Battles, his moves were elegant and free from dust. He seemed to be stained with ink, but in fact he was a war drum with murderous intent. He locked Zong Yixiao's limbs and bones as soon as he made a move. He would not give up until he took the enemy's head.
Zong Yixiao brought the energy into the body, lowered his left shoulder, raised his right hand, and came a Nine Turns Unbounded. This method is a unique skill of the nine styles. Each style contains nine kinds of changes. In this way, there are eighty kinds of hidden hands, which makes people unable to defend.
Two Confucians each showed their magical powers, fighting to the point where the sun and the moon are gone, the mountains and rivers are lost, and the true energy of the purple yang bursts out all around, so don't be close to the stranger.
Seeing that the two were fighting, Jin Ziyi found a gap and intervened in the battle circle, and joined Yin Fangxi's power to surround Zong Yixiao.
Seeing this, Jingchen shouted: If you fight one, what kind of heroes are you? Friend, I will help you!
After saying that, he also entered the battle circle and blocked Jin Ziyi
Zong Yixiao got this strong help and immediately had no worries about future troubles. He let go of his hands and feet to deal with Yin Fangxi.
Jin Ziyi's cultivation is not as good as Jingchen, and she fell at a disadvantage in a few rounds. Fortunately, Zhao Hui helped her and barely got back on the situation.
In the battle circle, the disciples of Confucianism and Taoism fought hard, and the leaders of all parties also fought in person. The five masters showed their power, the palm wind and fists were crisscrossed, and the true qi was entangled and stirred. Each move was filled with wind and the sound of thunder, tearing the calm coat of Linxia Mountain, officially starting the battle for Wu Zun.
Both sides are martial artists, full of fighting spirit, but as the leader of one side, he has many considerations in his actions, so there are not many opportunities to confront masters of the same level. He has only a martial arts but has nowhere to display it, and he feels a little frustrated.
Now because of the seal of Wu Zun, the blood in everyone's body has also begun to boil. Without any scruples, he has used his unique skills in his life and vowed to overwhelm the other party to prove the level of martial arts.
Ziyang Xuangong is the same root, Zong Yin and the two of them come to interact with each other, sometimes they try their hand to test, sometimes they use heavy hands to kill the enemy, and if they are not careful, they will go back and forth between Huangquan
Although Jingchen fought against two, he had a basis for advancing and retreating, and there was no clumsiness at all. He only saw his whisk scattering, and his strength was soft and hard. He swept away Jin Ziyi, then his sleeves shook, and the magical edge behind him suddenly came out of the sheath. It was the famous sword of the Taoist sect, Bai Hongzhang.
Jingchen held the whisk in his left hand and the divine sword in his right hand. Daohua Yuangong came out bravely. Thousands of sword lights came to the red dust. The sword aura mixed with the innate hexagram was unstoppable. Jin Ziyi and Zhao Hui tried their best to shake his tassel, so they could not be defeated!
Seeing that his side was defeated, Yin Fangxi rose up and forced Zong Yixiao away and led his disciples to retreat. Jin Ziyi and Zhao Hui also suppressed the injuries. They each handed out a palm to cover the disciples to retreat. Then they fought and retreated, and escaped from the battle situation.
Although he won the first battle, Zong Yixiao had no joy at all. He gave Jingchen a blank look and said: Baimao Dao, even if you can't keep them, you can kill at least one Zhao Hui. Why do you want to let them go?
Jingchen said: They have already set up a thread with King Song, so it is not advisable to kill them hasty. Otherwise, it may lead to the Huangfu clan directly interfere with the affairs of the three religions.
Zong Yixiao sneered and said: To put it nicely, you just want King Song and others to restrain the old Taoist Yuan Ding for you
Jingchen sighed: It's indeed my good friend, and his eyes are really like a torch.
Zong Yixiao said: Come on, if you don’t talk to each other, and you don’t have a heart-to-heart relationship, you will not avoid it!
Jingchen said: Friend, this is also good for you. Most of the disciples of the Confucian Sect are standing on the side of Yunhanyuan and Yujuan Tower. How can you fight against them by just one Canghai Pavilion? Even if you kill a Jin Ziyi tonight, the general trend within the Confucian Sect remains unchanged. You leaders are always at a disadvantage. It would be better to leave Jin Ziyi and let him continue to cooperate with King Song and get involved in this battle between the crown prince to reduce their strength. Wouldn't it be nice to! Zong Yixiao rolled his eyes and said: It's really a black-hearted, dead white-haired old Taoist. It seems that I have to be more careful about you in the future, otherwise I will count the money for you if I sell you!
Jingchen smiled and said: My friend is so serious. Now we are all grasshoppers on the same rope. This is to work together!
Zong Yixiao said: Working together, are you planning to pull the martial arts tycoon in Lilou?
Jingchen exclaimed: Friends are really close friends, but the three words "pulling into the water" are too rough, and they are not very consistent with the identity and demeanor of a friend Confucian scholar. It is better to say it in another way, it is called asking the Bodhisattva Lilou to come out to help.
Zong Yixiao snorted and said: "Black-bellied bull's nose, I don't want to work with you."
Jingchen looked at his back with a smile, his lips trembled slightly, and murmured to himself: One, two, three...turn!
Zong Yixiao turned his head suddenly, glared at Jingchen, and said: If you want to go, you can't do such a shameless thing!
Jingchen nodded slightly and said yes, but listened to Zong Yixiao and said to himself: Today, I saw the white-haired Buddha preaching in Liushui Village...
Jingchen smiled, and after giving a few words to his disciples, he turned around and left.
Seeing this, Long Huiqi said: This Taoist just left like this? What should he do with his disciples?
Chu Wanbing smiled: Fool, before leaving, the White-Hai Dao told his disciple to follow Zong Yixiao closely and he also told the leading disciple in this way, "You must follow the senior of the sect immediately. Before I come back, everything will be followed by the senior of the sect." Zong Yixiao could not refuse this situation at all, as if he had completely dragged Zong Yixiao into the water!
Long Hui recalled that day, Jingchen seemed to have used the kindness of helping Wei Xuexin to drop him into the water without any trace, and cursed in his heart: Zong Yixiao is right, this white-haired old Taoist is really a black-hearted person. He is simply a water ghost reincarnated, and his ability to pull people into the water is superb! The martial arts tycoon who is Lilou Bodhisattva doesn't know how he will fool him...
Then I thought, it would not be a bad thing if the Bodhisattva Lilou arrived in Linxia Mountain. At least he could restrain Weituo Bodhisattva in terms of martial arts.
Chu Wanbing chuckled in a low voice and said: Zong Yixiao is too inauthentic. He offered Bodhisattva Lilou in a few words. If Baimao Dao was pulling people into the water, then this Confucian scholar was pushing people into the river. These two people were really black-hearted and cunning!
Seeing her smile as if she was as beautiful as a flower, the ecstasy feeling just now appeared again, and he couldn't help but poke out his claws again. This time, before he reached halfway through his hand, he pinched Chu Wanbing fiercely on the back of his hand, and waited for him with a coquettish look, warning him not to do anything!
Damn girl, now I'm playing with me. Let's see how I deal with you in the future. Long Hui looked at Chu Wanbing's increasingly moist figure and felt aroused in her heart. If it weren't for the inappropriate, Long Hui would definitely strip the girl away and soak her snow-white and plump body hard to smooth out the wrinkles of the greasy and smooth the soft and soft cherry.
Chu Wanbing didn't know what Long Hui was thinking at this time, so she looked up the mountain and said: Let's go up the mountain and take a look!
After saying that, the lotus feet are light, and the delicate body flies towards the top of the mountain, with a clear and unparalleled posture and beautiful
When we reached the top of the mountain, the past was no longer peaceful outside the Wuzun Temple. All forces were in conflict with each other. Among them, there were Taoists, Buddhists, Confucians, and military families, as well as elites from major sects.
Yuan Ding Zhenren stands proudly, and one man is at the gate of ten thousand men. Standing in front of the main entrance of Wuzun Temple, he is so arrogant that he ignores the people who are ready to move around the world.
A middle-aged man in forty years old, wearing a brocade robe, said: All martial arts fellow martial artists want to enter the temple to worship the seal of Wu Zun, Yuan Ding Zhenren, what is the reason for you to block in front of the door?
The man was Du Tianyun, the owner of Tianma Villa. His words were responded to by heroes from all sides. Many people thought that Yuan Ding was too domineering in his work and asked him to give way.
This Martial Master Seal does not belong. Even if we don’t have the ability to get it, can’t you take a look? It’s Ah, Ah, even if you are the leader of the Taoist religion, you don’t have the power to occupy this place. Make way quickly!
The crowd was in high spirits, but Yuan Ding Zhenren didn't even raise his eyelids. His disciple, Zhang Hu, stood up and shouted: The seal of Wu Zun is a sacred object in the martial arts world, how can it be slight? If everyone goes in, wouldn't the Wu Zun Temple be messed up and insulted the holy objects!
Du Tianyunyu said: What does the Taoist priest think is not considered an insult to the holy object?
Xuan Hu smiled and said: Master Du asked well, we are all martial artists, and we stand in front of the Wuzun Temple, so we can use the simplest method to compete and decide the battle!
Du Tianyun asked: Since the competition is a battle, how can we decide the outcome?
Xuan Hu said: Three palms, as long as you can take the three palms of the master, you can enter the temple to gain a glimpse of the seal of the Martial Master!
As soon as these words were spoken, many people couldn't help but shout and scold, thinking that Yuan Ding Zhenren was too arrogant.
Du Tianyun's expression was restrained, because he could fully feel the pressure emitted by Yuan Ding Zhenren. Although there were many heroes here, there were probably not many people who could walk a half-stage in Yuan Ding Zhenren's hands.
What a big tone!
When Long Hui heard Yuan Ding's bold words, he was so angry that he couldn't beat him up. He raised his sleeves and wanted to teach him a lesson, but was pulled by Chu Wanbing: Fool, don't go out!
Long Hui said: Bing'er, I must kill this stinky Taoist priest today!
Chu Wanbing said: Lu Luan is likely to be hiding in the crowd. If you show up like this, wouldn’t you give her an opportunity to take advantage of it?
Long Hui recalled the power of the Xuanmèi magic technique, but he was still scared at this moment. After thinking about it, he finally suppressed his anger.
A thin black man stepped out with his head held high, looked at Yuan Ding Zhenren, and said, "I am in Xiabeitang, but I'm here to ask for the power of Yuan Ding Zhenren!"
Beitang Wujiu is Beitangsheng's younger brother. In the past, when the battle of the imperial city, Beitangsheng died and was under the sword of the monk. Beitang Wujiu took over the Thunder Mansion, but his reputation was not as good as his brother. Therefore, he wanted to use this battle for the Martial Master Seal to make a name for himself and restore the power of the Thunder Mansion.
Yuan Ding's true man looked lightly and said lightly: Please tell me, the head of Beitang!
Beitang Wujiu shouted loudly and disrespectfully. He walked through the martial arts veins, and his true energy was abundant throughout his body. He saw lightning and lightning flashing within ten steps. This was the unique skill of the Thunder Mansion.
Chu Wanbing stared at the field with beautiful eyes, shook her head and sighed: This person is so happy with meritorious foundation, far worse than his elder brother, I'm afraid he can't even hold a palm!
Before Chu Wanbing finished speaking, he saw that Beitang Wujiu had already pushed his body to the limit. He was turning his palms and lifting the Yuan Yuan, and a fierce wind and thunder evil appeared. He was angry at Yuan Ding Zhenren.
Yuanding Zhenren lowered his eyes to meet the enemy, and his sleeves swayed, absorbing all the energy of square radiance. Beitang Wujiu only felt that the palm power seemed to be swallowed by a giant Taotie beast, and it seemed to be hit on cotton, with nowhere to focus. Before he could be shocked, he felt his body flying uncontrollably, screaming, and falling more than ten feet in a gurgling way. The more embarrassed it would be, the more embarrassed it would be.
From Beitang Wujiu's attack to when he was thrown out, most of them didn't see clearly how Yuan Ding Zhenren made the move. They just thought that this Taoist was really terrible. Most of the passionate emotions just now were cut off, and they kept silent.
Du Tianyun laughed and said: The real person is indeed amazing. Du also wants to ask the real person for some tricks!
As he spoke, a strong and deep breath came out of his body, forcing the disciples such as Hanging Lantern to close their clothes, and their breath was not smooth.
Yuan Ding Zhenren seemed to have some interest, raised his eyelids slightly, and said with a faint smile: I have heard of the reputation of the owner Du, so today I will take this opportunity to verify martial arts with the owner.
Du Tianyun's internal strength was hidden but not released, and his sharpness was reduced. He was much more intelligent than Beitang Wujiu, but Yuan Ding Zhenren was still unmoved. After holding his hands, he actually showed a gesture of letting the other party take action first.
Du Tianyun was not polite, and grabbed the person in front of him with a quick step, and a palm was striking at Yuan Ding's chest. With a muffled sound, Du Tianyun actually hit Yuan Ding's chest firmly.
However, he did not look at all happy because the palm of his hand that hit Yuan Ding Zhenren seemed to be trapped in a mud, unable to move forward and retreat, and a word immediately emerged in his heart: Hunyuan Daofei!
The soft power of the Tao body was removed from Hong Tao. When Du Tianyun's sharp energy was exhausted, the Gangjin burst out fiercely. Du Tianyun was also very good. Taking advantage of the transformation of hardness and softness, he pulled back and avoided the consequences of Gangjin's injury to the body.
Yuan Ding Zhenren showed a look of praise and smiled: Master Du, please take my first hand!
While speaking, the Thunder and Li regained the palm of the palm, and the palm of the palm condensed the thunder evil energy. This hand was thunder in the palm of the palm that evolved from the innate Jue Gua.
Although Yuan Ding Zhenren also practiced the innate Jue Gua, his nature was relatively fierce, not as peaceful as the Immortal Sect, and it was difficult to compatible with the power of reproduction between the Eight-Spirit Hexagrams. Therefore, he simply specialized in the two hexagrams of Thunder and Fire, and created a set of martial arts called Xuangang Burning Heaven. Its power is strong, powerful and invincible.
Thunder evil spirit came through the air, Du Tianyun did not dare to neglect, gathered his lifelong cultivation, held his foot, pushed his hands straight up, and took the first palm head-on
Only the thunder sound was heard, Du Tianyun's body shook, and he was actually weak, and he was shocked to retreat several times. However, while he was retreating, he led the thunder force into the ground, and saw that the place where he stepped by was burnt, and the power of the thunder force was evident.
Although Du Tianyun was removed from the thunder force, his meridians were severely painful and his body was sore and numb. He was really painful.
Yuan Ding nodded and laughed: Master Du, good kung fu, the second palm is coming!
This time, the palm of Yuanding Zhenren's palm was filled with heat. Just looking at his five fingers, he brought out a burning and scorching airflow. It was the Wu Jue Bihuo Jingtao of Xuangang Burning Heaven!
Du Tianyun knew that the power of this move was unstoppable, so he stepped on his feet, and his palm contained water intent, and used a move to lead the flowing water back. He saw his palms floating in a vague way, six-touch, four-dividing, and using the method of transferring true qi to remove the opponent's flame power.
The contact was followed, but the pair of flesh palms were burned red by the fire and emitted a burst of burnt odor. Du Tianyun let out a breath of turbid air, suppressing the pain, and said with his head raised: There is another palm, real person, please take the move!
Yuan Ding Zhenren smiled and said: The owner of the manor is very skilled in martial arts. I admire him. Not to mention that even three palms are three hundred palms, I am not sure to win, so it’s better not to have this third palm!
After saying that, he gave way and made a gesture of inviting Du Tianyun
Du Tianyun was shocked. He was actually at the end of his strength and was not sure to take over the third palm. Who knew that Yuan Ding Zhenren made way generously and said a lot of words to him, giving him enough face.
Du Tianyun sighed, clasped his fists at Yuan Ding's real man and said: Real martial arts is the real high Jue. If it weren't for the real man's desire, Du would have lost all his face long ago!
Yuan Ding smiled and personally welcomed Du Tianyun into the temple
Chu Wanbing whispered: Baimao Dao is black-bellied, and this Yuan Ding is even more indecent. Not only does it establish its authority with two palms, it also sells it to Tianma Villa. It's really outrageous!
Long Hui smiled and said: There are many war horses in the military camp from Tianma Villa. This Yuanding Zhenren is also a delicate person. He knows the value of Tianma Villa, and he also tried Du Tianyun's depth, so it would be better to sell a favor.
Chu Wanbing snorted: Since the death of Beitang Sheng, the power of the Thunder Mansion has plummeted. This stinky Taoist priest has simply put aside his mistakes and humiliated Beitang Wujiu in public. He stepped on the Thunder Mansion and encountered a powerful sect like Tianma Villa. He released the checkpoint and changed his mind!
Long Hui sighed: The reason why Tianma Villa can rank among the five major sects is entirely due to its horse herding skills. The horses they raise are all divine horses. Its influence is very wide. Now Yuanding Zhenren has formed an alliance with the King of Jin and shares honor and disgrace. Of course, he has to consider three points for the King of Jin.
Chu Wanbing nodded and said: Yes, maybe there is the meaning of King Jin. After all, fighting for the world is an indispensable thing. Even if Tianma Villa cannot be friends, it cannot be an enemy.
After Du Tianyun entered the temple, no one could step through the threshold. The people who challenged behind could not even take a single move from Yuanding Zhenren. What is strange is that most of the people who came up to challenge came from some unknown small sects, and Long Hui secretly called himself strange.
Chu Wanbing saw through his doubts and whispered: Since the Han family's door sign was broken by the Zhao family, it has become a second-rate. Among the four major families, Murong and Beicheng generally ignore these martial arts storms. The Qinglian Gang, among the five major sects, was exhausted due to the chaos in the evil realm, and was unable to compete for the seal. The Pingshan Sect was also controlled by us. The only ones left were Tianjian Valley and Confucian Buddhism.
At this moment, the Buddha's light shone everywhere, and three monks fell from the sky. The leader was Weituo Bodhisattva, and the other two were the two great venerables of the Earth Wind.
Bodhisattva Weituo clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name: Yuanding Zhenren, Weituo is polite!
The eyes of Yuan Ding Zhenren suddenly lit up and he smiled and said: The Bodhisattva has finally arrived, I have been waiting for a long time!
Haha, all the Buddhists and Taoists are present, how can one of the three religions be missing?
Although it was a chuckle, it resounded through the sky. It was the two great scholars, Yin Fangxi and Jin Ziyi, who were following Zhao Hui and other masters.
The three religions of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism have all gathered together, and now it’s a fun time to watch them!
Chu Wanbing seemed to see something interesting. Mèi's eyes were flowing in the mid-autumn waves, her sedan chair face was like a fire, and a graceful smile caught on the corner of her mouth. Even if it was a distance, she could faintly smell the orchid breath, which made Long Hui's heart pound.
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