Zi Ling's eyes felt like a dazzling white light. No matter how sound, image or even skin touch was warm and cool, it seemed to be far away from me, as if immersed in still water, or as if watching others speak from afar, it felt both emptiness and ethereal.
She often feels that she does not belong to this world.Her life was left in that glorious white night as bright as day. It was obviously dark in the fields, but the memories were always extremely dazzling and eye-catching. Over and over again, the burning desire and howls shrill in her dreams.
But it turns out that the feeling of being isolated from the world is different from imagination after all.Zi Ling's eyes were a little surprised, and she felt a little reluctant to leave her from such a strange experience. She still tried hard to move her fingertips, as if she had explained to herself and the two elders in this way.
Useless.
The Blue-faced God's Blue Bird's Shape-Suppressing Technique can control others' minds and even make a voice when she uses other people's mouthpieces. She judges that she is facing some extremely similar mind-conscious technique.
However, the domination of the great Dharma of the shape-subduing method is extremely rough. Even with the power of the great elder, the blue-faced god, it cannot enter and exit other people's consciousness as if they were walking in the house. The consequence of forcing their body is to take away a life while completing the merit.Unless you practice the secret technique of the same origin, this method can only kill people, which is of no help to pursuing the mystery of the sea of mind.
Just like the Great Elder could call them through her and the white-mouthed evil mouth.
Has this woman who claims to be Mingduan also learned the Taiyin body refining skills of this sect?
No.What I practiced is the Super Real Estate, which is much stronger than the Taiyin Refining Technique of Youshishimen.She heard her lips, tongue, throat and so on, accompanied by a very uncomfortable nausea and annoyance.Who are you?Why...why do you need this?
It was my mother who asked me to come.There seemed to be a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.I've wanted to see you for a long time.You don’t know me, but I know you. Your father’s notes tell you a lot.Is your sewing doll still there?I want to see it.
Zi Ling's eyes could not move at all, and she could only let tears fill her eyes.The murderous white pupil seemed to be washed away by tears, and the pupil gradually emerged from the water light. The sad autumn sword was like rain and fog, as if it could hurt the pain.
Already gone.I always wanted to sew another one, but I just thought about it.At that time... she forced herself to suppress her thoughts and no longer thought about the baby.The Green-faced God had been in contact with anything that might remind her of life in the headquarters for a long time. She was used to suppressing such thoughts to prevent her mood from leaking inadvertently, and also taught the two elders to worry.
Cui Mingduan clearly noticed the sudden restraint and suddenly became stubborn.I want to see.Zi Ling's eyes spit out emotional tumbling sentences, accompanied by stronger discomfort.What's wrong with sewing dolls?Why are you only saying halfway?
That's because
Zi Ling's eyes suppressed her longing and realized that she had overlooked an obvious strangeness.
There is no mind reading technique in the world.As powerful as the blue-faced god, the mysterious and mysterious god is like a great method of subduing the shape, it can only influence others with its own thoughts, see what they want, and hear what they want, and cannot easily understand what others think like opening a book.
The ability of the mind reading shown by the Blue Face God is nothing more than the result of the interaction between the three based on the form-reducing method of spiritual awareness of the fluctuations of the mind, the art of interfering with other people's sensory perception with thoughts, and the great elder's insight into the human heart and worldly feelings.But this woman could see her thoughts. Although it was not a slight difference, the density of the information she received was far above the mind technique she knew. It was even above the magical art of the gate of the Xiaziqiao tribe, which was like... it was like a wisp of soul penetrated into her body, and even turned into her.
Is there really such martial arts in the world?How did she do it?
I am not happy if you kill Nanpuyun.Cui Mingduan didn't give up.Tell me about sewing dolls, I will forgive you.As if she was going to torture her, her stubborn emotions shook her sea of consciousness in waves, and the intense discomfort made Zi Ling's already fair face look paler.
Don't do this.Not what you want
If you don’t say it anymore, I’ll let you spank.As if she noticed a trace of fear passing by her heart, Zi Ling's eyes heard her say extremely terrible words.You are not afraid of pain, are you?What are you afraid of is dirty?Tell me about sewing dolls.
I don't want it.That will make you
Someone came and stripped her clothes for me.
The killers of the Golden Ring Valley in the invisible bushes looked at each other.The young master's order cannot be violated, but if the jade corpse is moved by the young master and stripped of her clothes, wouldn't it be like touching the young master's body?But the 19th Lady knew that even a few heads were not enough.However, seeing the appearance of the jade corpse, it seems that it is not completely controlled, otherwise the young master will be relieved, so why should he call someone?The Nan Gong's corpse was on the spot, who dared to come to her!
Cui Shijiu Niang considers her beloved daughter and is determined to win the capture of the jade corpse. She is one of the best masters in the Golden Ring Valley. She is the eyes of the Eagle Wind and Nanpu Clouds are pressing the formation, leading the tour to Guchuan Temple.Nanpu Yun has great martial arts skills and prestige. He has been on the tip of the knife for most of his life. He is much more reliable than most discerning people. He often commands jackals on behalf of the nineteenth lady and is the best candidate to lead the army.
But the nineteenth mother can do it in a lot of calculations, but she can't calculate the Purple Shadow Light Movement Technique that killed Nanpu Yun as soon as she met.After the death of the Nan Gong, who was the leader of the army, Cui Mingduan immediately became the one with the highest status and the most noble status on the field, and thus took over the command power.Everyone complained and did not dare to retreat. They had already reported to Jinhuan Valley with quick footsteps. All the remaining colleagues asked God to worship Buddha, hoping that in the new operation, the nineteenth mother would be the one who rushed to the scene and never make any mistakes.
It’s a pity that the mess refused to let them go.
In the courtyard, Zi Ling Eye shouted a few times, and saw that there was no response around him, his expression was dull, and he said for a moment:
You are disobedient.I'll come by myself.With a click, the paper door in the side hall slid open, and a girl in a strong suit jumped out. She staggered a few steps when she landed on the ground, then she walked faster and more and more steadily. Her pretty round face had no similarity to the purple-shirted beauty in front of her, but her expression was as if she had been printed. She couldn't even look at her eyes, and reached out to pull her belt.
Suddenly, someone outside the eaves smiled and said: Yizhu, you have learned bad things.I didn't make a good chicken, but I took off the clothes of a good woman.Who is not Mr. Hu?
The girl was Cui Mingduan’s Ruyi Girl Jade Beads.She raised her head blankly, and her originally dull expression showed a subtle change in an instant, but when she saw her pink face flushed and swollen jade face, she seemed angry but not angry, and she seemed happy but not happy. It seemed that these unskilled expressions were all squeezed on her face. Unfortunately, none of them did it well, and she looked up and shouted:
I'm not a bead!
Old Hu jumped down from the wall, and the wounds of the flesh that were cut by Liu Yi'an had already been wrapped up. He knocked down several Golden Ring Valley killers who rushed over one after another, laughing: Isn't it a gulp?You lie less, it’s not like you!
Jade Huzhu has long put the matter of Zi Luo Cat's daughter and the sewing doll aside, and said angrily: That's what I am!Otherwise, what?Hu Yanzhi flashed a ghost-headed sword and a Lan Feng sword, and kicked two men in black who were holding lassoes away. He had already arrived within a radius of ten feet. He said calmly:
You wear clothes like this, it is clearly a scattered pearl!Don’t try to fool me Ah, tsk, the way you tie your belt has leaked your true face!Do you think that if you learn Mingduan’s speech, you can become Mingduan?Lie sperm, slut!A little cunning leader who is shameless, vain, and is hypocritical and deceives his superiors and hides his subordinates!
Cui Mingduan was so angry.
I am not a bead, and she doesn’t call me a bead!I am not a lie, a slut, shameless, vain, hypocritical, and concealed!
You're lying!
I don't!
Your belt
I'll tie it to you!
She lowered her head and pulled her waist hard, and the tight lace fell all over the floor. At this time, Hu Yanzhi grabbed her, grabbed her belt and turned it around, wrapped it in a place with her two lotus arms and a small waist, tied the beads into a string of rice dumplings, and wrapped them tightly.
Cui Mingduan is not familiar with the world affairs, so he should understand that he was trapped. Hu Yanzhi expected that she would be cursed, but she was already ready to speak harshly.Unexpectedly, the jade beads trembled and suddenly released their body. The little face was pale and gasped. The breasts were strangled into a large bag of milk, which was strangled by the tether, and the snow meat seemed to overflow. I shook my head and blinked, and said blankly:
Hu...Mr. Hu?
Hu Yanzhi picked up Zi Ling's eyes, kicked one by one, and kicked away the two Jinhuangu Sects who came to help, grinning and said: Let's meet again, one beads.Didn't work at Ah today?Glad and gratifying.
Yu Huzhu was about to answer the conversation, but suddenly her legs became cold. The wide pants that had lost the waistband lace slipped to her ankles, revealing her white and round lower body. Her legs were thin and straight, and her plump mound like a steamed bun was round and greasy, which made people want to take a bite.
Her face turned red with a whisper. She didn't care about her hands being restrained, and she shook her butt and crawled into the side hall without telling others to look at it.
Looking at Mr. Gui's command, Hu Yanzhi is only afraid of the jackals. These killers raised by Jinhuan Valley are only at the level of the third-rate sect in the martial arts world. Except for the few good players such as Nanpu Yun and Qiluo Yàn, Mr. Hu didn't take it seriously.At this time, the courtyard was wailing, and more than a dozen Golden Ring Valley killers were tossing and turning with their wounds. The rest of them finally realized: fighting alone, no one was the enemy of this bearded man!He was busy forming a circle to tighten, and he was unable to take care of the beginning and end.
Hu Yanzhi felt that the person in his arms was as soft as boneless. The tentacles were obviously warm, soft and plump, and light as if they could dance on their palms. The taste was indescribable. He couldn't help but feel distracted. Finally, he still remembered the urge to look down and look carefully. He raised his foot and stepped on a chain gun that took advantage of the gap and shouted: Miss Fu, please pay attention!A white shadow appeared on the wall, and it was Fu Chijin who was waiting for the reception.
Old Hu was about to throw it out, but Zi Ling's eyes suddenly raised her sharp and beautiful chin, and a clear and bright left eye stared at him and said softly: "A villain!"He slapped him in the face with a snap.
The beauty was extremely angry, but her hands were not vague at all, which made Mr. Hu's eyes appear and his mouth tilted. He moved his chin and twisted back, smiling: No, Master.This is to save you, not intentionally flirting. I suddenly lost my speech, looked at you for a long time, and thought to myself:
Fu Chijin's master, the dignified jade corpse and purple spirit eyes, are you still fifty or forty?How could he be a very tender young man?Not to mention the nineteenth mother, even her daughter can do it!Damn, is it an old zombie who sucks people's blood and keeps her face?
The right palm holding the snow thighs tightened, and the delicate and soft as soft as cotton and straight into the fingers was indeed a unique mature woman; but her waist was firm and straight without any extra details, which was clearly a sign of a budding girl and a virginity... This is not right!You can't be both five-colored and scapula-centered, you have to choose the side!Otherwise, if you let them play well, how can you live your tendons and hooves?
Fu Chijin on the wall saw that he was almost collapsed. A batch of new blood surged into the circle of his body, which had finally been cleared. Mr. Hu was dodging in the continuous sword light and sabers. He held the little master's two pig hands and pinched pork like a very irregular one, but he just didn't throw it over. It was difficult to accuse him of being greedy and lustful, and he couldn't help but be anxious and annoyed, thinking that the little master beat you up to no aggrieved!He shouted:
Uncle Hu, hurry up!
Hu Yanzhi woke up like a dream, and his legs swept down one after another, so he had to exercise his strength. Suddenly, he was shaved by Zi Ling's eyes, and hugged the person and turned around half a circle, almost throwing her to the other wall. Xun Zi Ling's eyes were even more restless, and she threw another backhand, which made him turn around and return to his original place.
Lao Hu wanted to cry without tears.Well, it’s not right for me to touch your butt, but you have to rely on the occasion to take revenge. Who are you making things difficult for now?Seeing her raising her hands four times, Hu Yanzhi threw her to the ground, swung her fist and beat her, and she let out a gust of birds, and said angrily: You beat me again, Ah!Still talking unreasonable?
Zi Ling stood up gracefully with her eyes and dusted her dress, still graceful and calm, and calm, but for some reason, her pale snow face seemed to be dizzy with a touch of bright redness, she opened her red lips lightly, and said lightly: I am unreasonable.If you bully Mingduan, I will avenge her.Facing Lao Hu, he lifted up the hair bundle covering his right eye at him!
The purple spirit eyes, who were originally trapped in a chaos, suddenly felt that the diaphragm covering her faded a little, and their consciousness became closer to their senses, as if they were only one step away from being able to retrieve their body.In the slightly clear vision, a girl with a round face in a strong outfit ran towards her and reached out to untie her belt. The girl's facial features were blurred, but she had a very familiar and even friendly feeling on her body, just like... it was like seeing a reflection in a mirror.
Zi Ling's eyes suddenly understood.
The man who took his body did the same thing to the girl.The difference is: that name is Mingduan
The woman cannot control her body at will.Being able to influence her mind from the lower part of the uterus and lips, tongue and throat is already the limit of Mingduan; even so, it is quite difficult for Mingduan to continue to affect her mind and body.
But the girl with round faces is different.She was unpretentious to the person who tried to manipulate her, and even opened her heart and gave herself completely.This move must be strictly tempered and can only be achieved, both sides.
The secret technique used by Mingduan and the girl is in line with this sect, which is like combining the two ways of shading the shape and the purple shadow moving the light. Zi Lingyan never thought that she could use it like this.She stared at the girl's blurry figure with great interest, as if this could tell the way of this new method.
And the situation changed drastically after the man fell from the sky.
Zi Ling's eyes couldn't hear what he said, and could not even tell his appearance. A wave of tide rushed into her heart, almost filling all the gaps in her heart, like a rainstorm across the pond. Whether it was impacted or affected, it was crushed to pieces, almost losing its original shape, but there was no moment of stopping (don't... don't do this! Don't do this... don't do this, don't do this. Shu...) She held her own thoughts and did not be destroyed by the torrent. Only in this way can she have the chance to make both sides as intact.The method of controlling the mind clearly may be more powerful and domineering than her, but the proud disciples trained by the Green-faced God are undoubtedly more experienced in terms of experience.
The purple spirit eyes guided the flow of thoughts, preventing the mind from surging out of control and rushing, and gradually making a clear idea.
Just like human power cannot resist rivers, it can build dams with bamboo cages and pebbles, and diversion, guideways, dams, and dredging are all necessary.Mingduan's thoughts collapsed in her heart, and the purple spirit eyes used their thoughts as cages, and finally avoided the disaster of waterlogging.
She teased her gently, and the water flow responded with the flow, just like fingers and strings, which were inseparable from each other, but they were each intact and incompatible.
(Why do you care so much about this person?)
As the thoughts came, countless images surfaced on the river, like aquatic snakes intertwined, and the cool and sticky surface gradually dissolved and penetrated, penetrated into every part of her heart.
Zi Ling's eyes felt like she was drowning, filled with huge pictures, perceptions, thoughts, etc., and quickly experienced everything Mingduan had experienced: the magnificent spring font size, the huge bathtub filled with fine wine, the sturdy and sturdy body in the audience, the man's strong and strong body... and the moment when the squeezing, deep, shaving and thorny juice splashed
The strange and obscene things made her confused.
If you have not suppressed distracting thoughts under the guidance of the elder since childhood, and have no desires and no feelings, and have a cold heart, you will inevitably be filled with thoughts and will be difficult to control yourself.But what attracts Zi Ling's eyes more at this time is not the ecstatic memory that is clearly thought of, but the way of communication of emotions.
Purple shadow moves light, not a killing technique.Killing is the result, not the cause.She still remembers her father holding her in his lap and saying this to her with a smile.It is better to use a sword to make your eyes look like a sword and your mind become a sword.Martial arts are just the last, and the pursuit of our ancestors in the corpse and corpse department is definitely not so shallow.
Then what are the ancestors of our sages in the corpse and quarrel department pursuing?Although Zi Lingyan is young, she is old-fashioned and sensible when she learns to speak with adults.
The blood corpse king Zi Luojia smiled and gently tapped her forehead.
It's here.Some people call it the heart, some say it is the brain spirit, some say it is the master of the limbs and hundreds of bones, or three souls and seven spirits. In short, it is the master of the body.The blood corpse king of Qu Xiulang's Qing smiled gently and said patiently: If a person dies, his body will remain in his original place until the blood-cold zombie zombie is rotten with the dust.It can be seen that what makes people live is not the internal organs, muscles, bones, skin and flesh, but the things that are gone by the body.Otherwise, wouldn’t there be no one in the world who has half-corrupt body and soul?Yúer, you must remember: consciousness and thoughts are the foundation of human beings, and sacrificing the roots and chasing the ends is by no means the great way.
Consciousness and thoughts... Xiao Ziling's eyes tilted her head, revealing a suspicious look.
She wanted to tell the story once, and it was not a great way to lose the truth. Her father liked to listen to her recitation of his words the most, but this question was too disturbing and even before the little girl's desire to show off....What is it?Why can't Yúer see it?
Zi Luo Cambog smiled.Sometimes my father calls you in my heart but doesn’t say anything, and Yúer can hear it, or when Yúer is thinking of her, she walks to your door.These are the mind and thoughts, how can Yúer not see them?
Communication of emotions is one of the signs of communication of thoughts.
For example, twins are born to understand each other's thoughts, and sometimes they do not need to express words, and can also convey meanings.However, this is a natural supernatural ability, which is not ordinary; if Mingduan can reach such a state after being integrated with what she has learned, it will be like an important step away from the fundamental way that her father dreams of!
Zi Lingyan's mood fluctuated. She didn't expect that such communication was likely to be two-way. She could read Mingduan's thoughts, and Mingduan could also penetrate her heart.As soon as her father's memory passed through her mind, the picture of the doll sewing suddenly flashed out. She knew that it was not her intention, but the memory fragment that penetrated into the gap in Mingduan's heart was mobilized by her, and she found everything that had been covered for a long time.
...Seam the doll!Zi Ling's eyes seemed to hear Ming Duan's cheerful shouts.Although she had never heard Mingduan's voice, she didn't even know what she looked like.
Don't look at it.Bright end!Don't watch... don't...
That was a gift from her father. I would take it with me no matter where I went until the night the main hall was broken.
She held her beloved sewing doll in one hand, and was held by an adult in the other hand, and circled around the escape corridor of the Youzimen Main Hall. The torch flames on the stone wall of the corridor were clearly extinguished, and the heart, which was violently aroused by fear and desperate running, seemed to be about to hop in the mouth of the chest, as if it could not suck in a trace of air again...
Yú'er accidentally fell down, and the doll in his arms was thrown to the corner. The red and black blood was like the foot washing water poured into the ditch by the nanny, constantly pouring on the doll; the blood of the pursuers, the blood of the uncle who protected her, more pursuers, the reinforcements of the Youzi Gate who arrived in time... The blood bulged into a small hill like a hill on the ground, gradually soaking through Yú'er's mouth and nose. However, the swords and screams on the head never stopped. She heard Mingduan screaming in horror, but could not get out of the meshing and fusion consciousness. All feelings and pictures rushed to her heart like a torrent, filling every gap in Mingduan's heart.Fear is infinitely magnified and marked, as clear as if it has been in her dreams every night for decades.
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... I'm here, don't be afraid... none of those can hurt you anymore, I know.Shhh, good boy!Don't be afraid, don't be afraid
She felt Ming Duan slump in the terrifying memory that was whistling around her body, crying helplessly, and the restriction that broke her body and thoughts slowly released. She seemed to be fished out of the deep water, and her senses of her limbs and bones gradually returned to her original position. Don't cry, be clear, don't be afraid. I will teach someone who bullies you to never show up again, okay?
good.
Fu Chijin was so scared that she was scattered. She didn't care about any injuries on her body. She slashed down the wall and flashed past two Jinhuan Valley killers who were intercepting the middle. She hugged Zi Ling's eyes in time and turned to the side....Little Master, don’t!
Damn, what are you going to mess with?Old Hu was furious.Not asking you to answer on the wall?Once the plan is formulated, it must be implemented!Now... the three of you are all inside, you really let me fight out Ah!Fu Chijin glared at him fiercely: Next time, my little master will look at you with his right eye. You can do as far as you want!Remember Ah, you owe your aunt a life!As he pointed to the side, a lightning flashed in the sky suddenly appeared, reflecting the lifeless and pale clouds of Nanpu as white as zombies.
The thunder struck down with a loud bang, and the rain drifted with the wind.The killer of the Golden Ring Valley could still stand, but at this moment only five or six people. Hu Yanzhi glanced at the lightning eyes and his clothes were all reversed. The half-moon-shaped wall was frightened by his momentum. He couldn't help but retreat, and was forced to the side of the wall step by step, giving the passage at the entrance of the corridor.
Hu Yanzhi raised his arm horizontally, protecting Fu Chijin's master and apprentice, walking onto the corridor, just as he was about to signal them to pass first, but suddenly stopped.Outside the corridor, the lightning flashed, and a hunched figure appeared. The person was wearing black clothes and his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were covered with gray. It was the jackal who had fought with Lao Hu in Xianzhou.
When the killers of the Golden Huan Valley saw the arrival of strong aid, they were very energetic, but they saw the man raise his hands and throw a round thing the size of a watermelon. His eyes were scattered, and he actually reported the news to the people of the Golden Huan Valley.
The killers were frightened and finally understood that advancement is death, retreat is also death. If the task cannot be completed today, there will be no place in the world, and they will not help but arouse the will to survive. Even the several dead soldiers who protected Cui Mingduan in the inner room jumped out, and the more than ten eyes that turned over were shining with a hideous light like a trapped beast, and the situation changed again.
Be careful.Hu Yanzhi stared at the jackal and didn't dare to look back, and said: They are playing real this time.Give me the new guy, don’t fight with you two, remember the plan of the land size?He refers to the retreat from the back gate alley of Guachuan Temple.
Fu Chijin said um, and suddenly he held Zi Ling's eyes and turned over the carved flowers and leaned on the railing. He was like a rabbit rising and falling in the movement and stillness, without any warning, and retreated to the moon gate at the bottom of the courtyard. The killers also chased after him silently, with the thunder roaring, but they saw the shadows flying, fighting and stopping, and the confrontation was longer than the fight, but when they were still, they were often more dangerous than the short-term struggle. Although there was no fierce shouting and shouting at the huge formation, it contained a heavier pressure. The next moment, it seemed that it was not surprising that some people suddenly splashed blood on the ground.
Zi Ling's eye is the control of Chaoyi Zhengong's mind, and Zeng Ning's whole body power exerted a purple shadow moving light, and it may be difficult to withstand the load of close combat in a short period of time. Fu Chijin must be protected by the distraction of the spirit, which will increase the risk of the two getting out of trouble.It seemed like a eased rescue operation, but it took a sharp turn for the worse.
Hu Yanzhi secretly lifted his energy and adjusted his energy. When the lightning flashed suddenly, he took advantage of the momentum and rushed to the jackal before the thunder fell!
Hu Yanzhi is sure to be sure not to lose to anyone.The illusion of discipline that he practiced hard since childhood was a special technique that was introduced by the light leg technique and practiced from the outside and from the inside. Master Niu Nose has great importance, but only ruthless when urging him to practice this technique, there is no strictest, only stricter. After recognizing Mr. Gui, Hu Yanzhi finally deeply understood the painstaking efforts of wearing cranes.
The transformation of the rules is not only fast, but also mastering the mental methods of many fast swords and swords in the world.The crane was dressed in a clothes that was not well-versed in the martial arts of the Fox and could not replace Hu Yanzhi's father. He laid the foundation for the Tianhu Sword Technique at the beginning of his martial arts practice. However, with the transformation of the rules and regulations, it can greatly shorten his future study of the Tianhu Sword.When Mr. Gui taught his younger brother the skills to strike, he had to admit that He Lao Zamao had outstanding eyes and prepared for the future, and was ready to welcome the arrival of this day.
Mastering speed means mastering strength!
Hu Yanzhi flew across the corridor with incredible speed. Taking advantage of the thunder disturbing his hearing, his fist fell like a sudden rain, hitting the blind jackal with his hands in his head and elbows to cover him. Not only did he fail to fight back, he even had no room for a step back and breaking away from his arm circumference. He was like half a piece of dull and heavy rotten wood, and he couldn't keep making a hollow sound under his heavy punch.
This is not a fist that is wielding blood for a while, but a fist that uses the sword instead of the sword. The cold rainy night comes to the double flying. This road draws on the Tianhu Sword's mental technique and the two-sword skills performed on the Tianmen Sword Vein. Lao Hu once passed on a streamlined version of the omitted moves with Geng Zhao in the name of Unparalleled Quick Slash.
At this moment, the fist has been in the process of fisting, and it is orderly in chaos and is not inaccurate. The fist often falls on the jackal's waist, ventral side, neck and behind the ears, etc. There are only a very small part of the elbow to protect the elbow and arm, which is also to lure the enemy and disturb the enemy and continue to expose flaws.
Hu Yanzhi used his true energy to snatch more than a hundred records. He knew that his strength was gradually fading, and he became more tricky in the landing point. He bullied the weak and beat the weak without any relaxation. Finally, he forced the other party to open the gap in his elbow and hit the eyebrows and cheekbones with one punch!
This is a major cover for the human body. The concave and rugged fists may damage the soft tendons on the forehead, the temples, and even the soft eyes. All of them are fatal keys; when you swing a heavy punch, it can be said that the country is firm and it is difficult to turn around.
Success!
Old Hu was overjoyed, but unexpectedly, the other party's head did not turn around. The fist seemed to hit a mountain rock. His body stumbled slightly in the air, and waves of intense pain suddenly came back from his knuckles. A hero as hard as Mr. Hu couldn't help but hum in a muffled voice. The jackal suddenly pursed his mouth and showed a mouthful of white teeth.
He was actually laughing!
Hu Yanzhi changed color and kicked his chest coldly. He took advantage of the momentum and staggered when he landed on the ground. He felt extremely painful when he felt his ankle toe, as if he had kicked the iron pillar with all his strength. He had already hurt himself before he could break the enemy.
And his pair of fists.
His hands were trembling uncontrollably, and his knuckles were bruised and swelled like stagnation, as if he had just used a stick to squeeze his fingers and other cruel tortures.Hu Yanzhi asked himself about his extensive knowledge, but he had never heard of such powerful horizontal practice skills; fists and feet are different from siege cities and territories, and the collision between two people at the same intensity is much more difficult than hitting people.Even Yue Chenfeng's golden armor prohibition must be used to improve his energy. How could this guy use iron plate-like protective energy at the moment of being attacked? It is easier than hitting someone with a punch?
The jackal put down his elbow and turned his neck, making a soft and slight sound between his bones. The ugly face was filled with expression, like a monster that was eroded by time.
Hu Yanzhi's right foot was weak to prevent the swollen ankle heel from touching the ground. He understood that he could not retreat at all, but had no good plans for the moment; while he was confused, the jackal had arrived.The two fists and palms intersected, and Hu Yanzhi suddenly felt that there seemed to be a thousand needles falling on his arm, and the pain twitched, and the second fist came again. He barely blocked his elbows and covered his armpits with his bulging upper arm muscles to prevent him from breaking his ribs by a hook punch, and he fell to the ground on the spot.
Unexpectedly, the third punch hit his elbow shield head-on. In an instant, Hu Yanzhi couldn't help but feel that his arm bones burst, and his eyes turned black and flew out, thud!Half of the flower-carved piece of the back collapsed and the white cloth wrapped around the body oozed out of dark stains, which could not tell whether it was an old wound or a new injury.
(monster)
This is the first thought that passes through my mind.
The heavy footsteps echoed into his buzzing head, and every vibration made him dizzy and vomit, as if he was hangover.Hu Yanzhi gritted his teeth and struggled, and did not dare or could not fight against him. Unfortunately, the newly-cast sword had been broken and abandoned it along the way. He had to throw it over his long bag on his back, holding a square in both hands, barely blocking a heavy punch that fell from the sky.
The jackal did not respond, no matter what he took, blocked the punch and then punched again!
Hu Yanzhi staggered backwards. Every time he heard a terrifying brittle crack sound came from his long bag. The thousand-year-old ebony made of sword sheath was harder than gold and iron, but he still couldn't help but beat the jackal iron fist one after another. Soon, the twisted and broken copper inlay piece had exploded, and the long bag began to expand and deform, almost falling apart.
Thunder rolled among the dark clouds pressing against the eaves, and the heavy rain fell at this moment.
Everything in the courtyard lost its outline in an instant. Fu Zi and the other Shu, who had not yet retreated into the Moon Gate, ushered in the first wave of violent attacks. Three Golden Ring Valley killers died, and the other two fell to the ground seriously injured. However, the remaining five people successfully separated the master and apprentice into two places, making it difficult to take care of each other.
Fu Chijin was entangled by a pair of brothers with excellent tacit understanding. The two of them used the rattan card to open a short axe, and they couldn't retract and could not hold it down or throw it away. She broke through with the long sword she had seized, but she was not good at the weapon. The injury to her left arm greatly restricted her ability to catch the enemy. She was unable to support her and never got what she wanted.Zi Ling's eyes were leaning against the high wall, leaning against the flower bed beside the moon gate, and her thigh seemed to be injured. The three people in front of her were afraid of her murderous tricks and dared not approach her. They used the courtyard stone as a cover and made a long pole lasso from somewhere, trying to control the jade corpse from afar.
Little...Little Master!
The sound of the drizzle was mixed with Fu Chijin's anxious call. Hu Yanzhi's mind was slightly distracted and he was beaten in the middle of the abdomen with a punch. The punch made him fall off the ground and fall out of the corridor. He brushed the stone lantern before bounced into the bushes. The left shoulder blade, which was the first to be hit, had no sense of consciousness. It was impossible to tell if it was a fracture, dislocation or swollen and blue bruised, but he could not get up.Seeing the jackal stepping into the rain curtain with expressionless face, he used his feet and buttocks together, he reluctantly moved back to the bottom of the big tree, struggled to sit up against the tree, and spitting blood foam from his mouth and nose.
I really can't underestimate the old, poor and poor!You, Mr. Hu, have killed you.Hu Yanzhi couldn't help laughing. If he hadn't fainted after moving, he wanted to tease himself a few words, but he didn't even have time to say a joke. The jackal was the example of the evil people in the world. He was obviously a blind man, but he chased people all the way, without wasting any time, and he didn't even say nonsense. He was so dedicated that people wanted to strangle him to death.
Lao Hu was not a person who closed his eyes and waited for death. He held the long cloth bag in his arms and wanted to make a move, but unfortunately he couldn't even raise his arms. With a sound of sand, the jackal stepped into the shade of the tree. Hu Yanzhi raised his strength and sent it forward, rushing straight to the Danzhong point on the jackal's chest!
The jackal held it in his left hand and squeezed it out, and a loud sound like a fried bean was bursting. I don’t know what it was pinched, but suddenly there was a half-green light!It was penetrated through the cloth, and it was like cutting butter with a hot knife. It gently penetrated into the junction of his left shoulder and chest, and then it also penetrated a steel tip from behind his shoulder, which was so slippery that it could not hold the blood.Hu Yanzhi looked from bottom to top without realizing it, and even though he was separated by the wide shoulders of the jackal, he could vaguely see the sharp edges on both sides of the steel, which was a sword rather than a knife.
(Can he crushed the scabbard of Kunwu Sword?)
Although this still cannot explain why the sword blade pops out on its own, the situation in front of Hu Yanzhi cannot think about it again.When the jackal was pierced, it let out a muffled groan, and the right palm could instinctively use force. The sharp blade retracted again, leaving only a thin bloodline in the jackal's gray clothes.
Hu Yanzhi seized the opportunity and slashed and stabbed him. He took the left half of his injured person and beat him up violently. The jackal was suddenly caught off guard. He ate five or six times the wound. The bloodline fainted into a big red peony flower. He wanted to swing the attack but was repeatedly flashed by Hu Yanzhi. Every time he exposed the wound of the air gate, he stepped back into the rain curtain in three or two steps. The people who beat people and were beaten were flowing red water under the ground. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a winding little red stream.
Unfortunately, there was more than one hole in Lao Hu's body, and the fierce rain washed away accelerated the blood. The sword that stabbed the jackal's throat fell softly in the middle, and even his knees couldn't help but feel soft, and he gasped on the ground.The jackal took two steps to get rid of the entanglement, stretched out his fingers to stop the bleeding, and was about to come back; suddenly, a tiger roar broke through the rain, and a huge gray shadow flew down the wall, rushing towards the jackal with a strong beast scent!
The ugly face of the jackal pit scar has undergone a subtle change for the first time. The lower plate is pressed down and pulled the stent, which is both agile and dangerous, and is completely different from the appearance of relying on horizontal practice and simple punching.
The visitor pounced on his upper body like a wild beast, so fast that he could not dodge and block it.
The two shadows tangled and rolled, and none of the fists and claws were completely still, tearing the rain curtain, smashing the trees, and destroying everything they passed by. When they separated, the jackal fled on the wall, almost forming a ball of blood, and even more, the blue and white eyes were very strange.He ignored his bad habits and croaked his voice, making an ambiguous sound:
……withdraw!Leaving the rest of the people, he suddenly climbed over the wall.
The killers who surrounded Fu Zi and the other ones followed the order and left their target without hesitation to rush backwards. Suddenly, a scream was heard. At the end, the one who was bitten off the throat and the body was thrown in front; one turned around and the other who were about to turn back were cut off one after another, two people and three people rolled down to the ground, and the stomach of warm blood.
The person who came was extremely tall.Wearing a straw raincoat and a weave hat on the head, somehow he doesn't look like a human.Hu Yanzhi reached out to wipe the blood spots on his face, thinking about whether the man was picking his teeth. A white-haired tiger face turned around under the hat, with yellow eyes and cracked jaws and teeth. As expected, there was no one.
Second Master!Fu Chijin put down her anxiety and almost fell down. She barely supported the ground with her long sword. After a breath, she rushed to the side of the little master. The two of them helped each other back under the eaves of the corridor.I'm fine, just a skin injury.Zi Ling smiled and patted the back of her hand, as if coaxing a child, looked at the tiger-shaped giant man in the yard, lowered his eyes and nodded, and said softly:
Thank you, elder.
The white forehead nodded.The boss sensed your mood fluctuations. Although it was only a moment, it was more than twice as strong as it was in the peak of the past. I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I quickly taught me to find it.He glanced at the baby Jin'er and snorted: Fortunately, this little cunning head lit the Soul-Returning Incense around him, otherwise he would have to spend more time and delay the opportunity.
Fu Chijin giggled.Thank you, Master II for your praise.
I didn't praise you!Baiyingsha snorted heavily, and let go of the furry cat's face.
Fu Chijin picked up Hu Yanyi's chin.Uncle Hu, is my mysterious plan still enough?
Hu Yanzhi held his right leg with his bag and dragged his right leg to the eaves to shelter from the rain. He smiled bitterly when he heard this: Fortunately. Otherwise, we can only succeed by using yellow font-size plans. Wouldn’t we seem so obscene?
Zi Ling frowned slightly, pretending not to hear, and said to Bai's forehead: It's not me, it's someone else.A girl named Mingduan ran into my heart. Her kung fu seemed to be of the same line as our sect, and it was different from the two parts of the upper and lower chevrons, which was very interesting.
Hu Yanzhi said in his insult: Cui Mingduan claimed to be using Chaoyi Zhengong. I wonder if it will be helpful to several old men?
The Zhongzixue tribe, who was born in Bai'esha, visited the Cimen Armory in the past. As Liufeng reached, the children in the tribe were quite familiar with the martial arts of various sects and sects in the world. Even if they were not familiar with it, their knowledge was better than ordinary warriors.The tricks of mirror shooting that the white forehead evil are used to be based on the thoroughness of martial arts such as fist, palm, and weapons. They are not comparable to those of the corpse-testing department. They glanced at each other and smiled:
I have never heard of Chaoyi Zhengong, but the one who fought with you was a person who had been dead for many years, and I almost couldn't recognize him.
Hu Yanzhi felt a stern and quickly asked: Who is he?
The master of the three halls outside the Fox's strange sect in the past, known as the Fish Key Nine Pass, Qi Fengcheng.Baiyingsha said in a deep voice: There are not many people who practice pure Yang hard skills in the Seven Profound Profounds, and there are very few famous people. The Six Dragon Locking Scale Technique he practiced is a very domineering outer ritual skill, and his name is well-known. Although it is not as good as the Yin family with the nickname of the inner three halls, it is quite popular with Yindan Books. It is known as the Double Bird together with the soldiers of the outer three halls, and is also considered the No. 1 figure.
Hu Yanzhi didn't expect that he would hear the names of his deceased father and Feng Bo here, and his heart was shocked, pretending to be light and said casually: The resurrection of the dead is a strange thing.Maybe the second master made a mistake, maybe this guy didn't die and hid and gave birth to a baby.
The white forehead looked at him coldly, and the vertical eyes that shrank into a crack in the yellow pupils looked very strange.Because he had lost his appearance, it was difficult to see his thoughts. Hu Yanzhi was stared at and his smile was stiff.
Qi Fengcheng is handsome and was a famous handsome man in the world back then.After a long time, the white forehead said calmly:
He was captured in a fierce battle, and the six major sects forced him to confess the secret stakes of the Fox's sect to kill them all.Qi Fengcheng was tortured and refused to say that he was tortured, and he refused to say that the pipa bone was pierced. These beasts had no choice but to be so strong that they were so angry that they castrated him, hung him naked and showed him publicly, and had a month's exposure under the scorching sun, and exposed his photos.
I heard he died in the end.If you die well, you will suffer less bits and pieces, and you will rarely have any animal behavior.
Hu Yanzhi was dumbfounded when he heard this. Even Fu Chijin couldn't help but cover her mouth and frowned, showing an unbearable look on her face.
Six Dragon Locking Scale Achievement is the path of pure yang. My claws are dedicated to breaking the body of pure yang. If Qi Fengcheng meets me, I am afraid that I will not be able to get it.
Old Hu smiled reluctantly and wanted to take a few cheap flatteries, but he saw a white forehead extending a sallow bone armor that was curved like a hook and sickle, gently scratching the wet stone lantern in the courtyard, striking!Cutting off a piece of stone chips is faster than a steel axe.He scraped it a few times, and the top of the stone lantern was gone, and the ground was filled with large thin pieces, like a plank wood.
After being tortured, he practiced another Yin Technique to improve his body. My White Tiger Heart-Turning Claw only scraped off a little flesh and failed to break him into two and measure with one claw.Six Dragon Locking Scale Kung Fu, Bad Face and Zi, Castration, Pure Yin Gong Body... You said that it is not Qi Fengcheng, who can it be?
Hu Yanzhi was speechless.The words Mr. Ghost said suddenly came to his heart. To him, the tragedy of the Fox Yimen has never been as real as it is now, and it is the jackal... No, every heavy punch that Qi Fengcheng hit him seems to have other meanings. It is Qi Fengcheng's angry shout at the world. If it weren't for this, he would not have been able to continue to exist.
The white forehead turned his head and cracked the white-haired jaws like a big cat. It looked like they were laughing, but there was no smile at all, which made people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.What kind of grudge does Qi Fengcheng have with you? He is so cruel to take action?I see you looking righteous and hypocritical, and you are all coincidentally... are you from the six major sects?
Appendix-Dongshengzhou Martial Arts Storm (II)
Ji Qiu Kong is thinking about it, who is aggressive to recommend the wise and discuss the two generations? The two emperors of the East China Sea
One-pointed double lord, the East China Sea is called a god; three major cast numbers, four major sword gates; five islands of strange heroes, six-way swords; seven mysterious, eight leaves, nine-way saint; ten directions of fairyland, the first to be Cangcheng.The Ten Great Songs of the East China Sea·Anonymous
In addition to being famous for his articles, not referring to one person. "Qiu Shui Famous Mirror", Shuangzun is actually the peak of Tokaido's martial arts world. Dugu Yì and Ying Wuyou have not disappointed everyone's expectations. Both ranked on the Wuji Tianfeng, the highest martial arts list, occupying two-fifths of the quota in one breath, making Tokaido a recognized gathering place for martial arts.
The two pushed the martial arts name of the East China Sea to the four paths, which were so powerful that everyone in the world, and they set a standard for the world, but at the same time they also became a high wall that future generations cannot overcome... Different encounters and similar trajectories, is there an invisible connection between the lonely emperor and the lonely Gaoyin?
Unable to pass on the unique skills
Dugu Yì is recognized as the best martial arts in the world. His remnant boxing has the power and operation method that cannot be explained by all existing martial arts theories in Dongzhou. From the first day he entered the world, he has become the most special and dazzling existence. No one can ignore him.
However, even Xiao Jianzhi, who was taught by his master, could not understand the martial arts system behind the banknotes. The peak masters, Tiger Soldier Han Pofan, Sword Emperor Wu Dengyong, Yin Hengye and others who fought with him, only appreciated the amazing power of banknotes, but could not solve the mystery, at least at the known moment, these top masters did not leave any relevant records, which added a mysterious color to the undefeated legend of Emperor Wu of Taizu.
Compared with the mysterious mastery of learning, Dugu Yì himself is an overly generous person. In his own words, it is the same thing as fighting and making friends and fighting.
There are so many people who have been guided by Taizu. It is said that even when the soldiers were trapped in Panlong Pass and died, Dugu Yì still did not forget to guide the remaining soldiers and martial arts skills to increase their chances of survival when breaking through.Among these people, those who successfully broke through and survived eventually became the backbone of the elite Xueyundu of Dugu's clan, including Ran Cangqun and Bai Fengqi, who shined in the White Horse Dynasty army in the future. At that time, if it were not Dugu's personal followers, they would be the suicide squad who rushed to the mountains to rescue the horse. Compared with the achievements of rescuing the coach, Dugu's own martial arts created and taught in the last battle were rather the basis for them to rise to the top.
The true successor of Dugu Yì is his half-brother Dugu Ji.Dugu Ji was born by Dugu Zhiming, the concubine of Dugu Zhiming, the former head of Dugu family. His biological mother was probably a few years younger than Dugu Yiì; after Dugu Zhiming made his position as the head of the monk and General Zhendong, the eldest son Dugu Yiì became the real master of Donghai. Dugu Ji respected this elder brother as a god since he was a child, and Dugu Yiì also brought him by his side, teaching him all his martial arts without reservation.
Unfortunately, Dugu Ji still cannot escape the curse of the inseparable fist.Only a very small number of people in the world know:
The Seventeenth Master, who has been imprisoned in the tomb of the Emperor's Sword for many years, actually does not understand the remnant boxing. His strength comes from his remembrance and followment of Emperor Taizu Wu.Duguji, who was forbidden in the deep ancient tomb, gradually faded away his youthful recklessness and mastered his strength in his own way. Like the martial arts scattered in the Beiguan Town Army, the Imperial City Guards, and the martial arts in the manors of the old princes in various places, they are part of the Taizu's inheritance.
Dugu Yì never established a sect during his lifetime, never accepted a formal disciple, and even left a boxing scripture and sword score; except for the title of martial arts, he left behind a favor, which was extremely precious in the eyes of some people, and may not be worth a penny to others, just like Dugu Yì.
Famous titles that have no time to pass on
Compared with Dugu Yì, who was born in the grassroots and wandered around as a concubine's son, he is no longer aristocrat among the nobles.
He is the last descendants of the Scales clan who attaches the most importance to bloodline, the most noble family, and the most noble identity. If the world still belongs to the Jade Dragon Dynasty, it should be useless even if he is not a prince, he will be the future prince.The purity and honor of bloodline often echo the strength in the Sword Qi Palace; Fengyunxia, which was born in vain, relies on this to control the Qi Palace for hundreds of years, and always keeps the Legend of the True Dragon in Fengyunxia, ensuring the unshakable status of the faction.
Before taking over the favor of the previous palace master's "The Great Method of Taking the Body", Ying Wuyi was already the number one master of Jianqi Palace. He was as powerful as the Flying Rain Peak, the Box Sword Heavenly Demon, the Only Wunian, and the Cunning and Wisdom as Bing Wuye in Youmingyu. Before him, he could only bow down to his head and temporarily stop the idea of competing for the throne.
Fortunately, among the arrogant and domineering masters of Fengyunxia, they were unexpectedly quiet and inactive. During their tenure as the Qigong Palace, they almost implemented the creed of inaction to other factions, which became more and more unpredictable.The various factions in the Qigong Palace couldn't figure out what he was selling in the gourd. They couldn't win the battle, so they had to stop and remain silent. The endless factional struggles over the past three hundred years were just a temporary stop.
Ying Wuyou therefore gained the name of "The Dragon Without a Head" in Longting Mountain. The leaders of various sects said it privately, and there were those who gritted their teeth. They sighed that there were those who were alert and encouraged, but there was no derogatory intention. They knew that if they taught this person to be in the mountain for a day, they would not have the chance to stand out. They were afraid that it would be unpleasant to spread it, so they called it with the head of the four spirits, and unknowingly became Ying Wuyou's nickname.
It should be useless and has no weaknesses, which does not mean that Fengyunxia does not exist.The biggest worry of Fengyunxia's generation is that three talents such as Ying Wuyong were released in one breath, including Wei Wuyin, the piano demon, Wei Wuyin, the sword demon, and Chu Wuming, the water and fire, which was so difficult to tolerate for a moment.
Just as Feiyufeng and other sects were looking forward to the Xiao Wall of Fengyun Gorge and internal struggle broke out, Ying Wuyong led his junior brother Chu Wuming to break out of the door, pretending to be expelled from the door wall, and arranged for Chu Wuming to leave Longting Mountain to prevent the fight between Chu and Wei from becoming white-hot, and also gave Chu Wuming a free and unrestrained opportunity to leave the mountain to break through. From then on, the vast sky and the sky was wide, and there were many adventures.Chu Wuming later changed his name to Xinglie, taking the meaning of "no sun or no moon", and still called himself "The Demon of the Sword", which showed that he had constant relationship with Longting Mountain and did not forget his roots. This shows that he should be useless.
If Ying Wuyong had not suddenly left the mountain before the outbreak of the Demon Sword Rebellion and had no idea whereabouts from now on, this palace master with a high mind and wise wit would be able to create another situation for all the following. Tao Yuanzheng's killing with a knife and the conspiracy of the Han family, perhaps in Ying Wuyong's view, was just a wave of his sleeves and chatting and laughing to transform disasters, as always, but unfortunately it was too late.
After the demon sword was in chaos, Wei Wuyin was seriously injured and his internal strength was almost completely destroyed. He inherited the title of the senior brother's double honor, which was more like a commendation for his sacrifice and quelling the chaos. Before Wei Wuyin worked hard to restore his skills, it had no substantial significance.Even if some of his internal strength is restored, Wei Wuyin's cultivation is not as good as his heyday, let alone catching up with his senior brother Ying is useless.
Back cover soldier design: double Yàn dagger
She often feels that she does not belong to this world.Her life was left in that glorious white night as bright as day. It was obviously dark in the fields, but the memories were always extremely dazzling and eye-catching. Over and over again, the burning desire and howls shrill in her dreams.
But it turns out that the feeling of being isolated from the world is different from imagination after all.Zi Ling's eyes were a little surprised, and she felt a little reluctant to leave her from such a strange experience. She still tried hard to move her fingertips, as if she had explained to herself and the two elders in this way.
Useless.
The Blue-faced God's Blue Bird's Shape-Suppressing Technique can control others' minds and even make a voice when she uses other people's mouthpieces. She judges that she is facing some extremely similar mind-conscious technique.
However, the domination of the great Dharma of the shape-subduing method is extremely rough. Even with the power of the great elder, the blue-faced god, it cannot enter and exit other people's consciousness as if they were walking in the house. The consequence of forcing their body is to take away a life while completing the merit.Unless you practice the secret technique of the same origin, this method can only kill people, which is of no help to pursuing the mystery of the sea of mind.
Just like the Great Elder could call them through her and the white-mouthed evil mouth.
Has this woman who claims to be Mingduan also learned the Taiyin body refining skills of this sect?
No.What I practiced is the Super Real Estate, which is much stronger than the Taiyin Refining Technique of Youshishimen.She heard her lips, tongue, throat and so on, accompanied by a very uncomfortable nausea and annoyance.Who are you?Why...why do you need this?
It was my mother who asked me to come.There seemed to be a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.I've wanted to see you for a long time.You don’t know me, but I know you. Your father’s notes tell you a lot.Is your sewing doll still there?I want to see it.
Zi Ling's eyes could not move at all, and she could only let tears fill her eyes.The murderous white pupil seemed to be washed away by tears, and the pupil gradually emerged from the water light. The sad autumn sword was like rain and fog, as if it could hurt the pain.
Already gone.I always wanted to sew another one, but I just thought about it.At that time... she forced herself to suppress her thoughts and no longer thought about the baby.The Green-faced God had been in contact with anything that might remind her of life in the headquarters for a long time. She was used to suppressing such thoughts to prevent her mood from leaking inadvertently, and also taught the two elders to worry.
Cui Mingduan clearly noticed the sudden restraint and suddenly became stubborn.I want to see.Zi Ling's eyes spit out emotional tumbling sentences, accompanied by stronger discomfort.What's wrong with sewing dolls?Why are you only saying halfway?
That's because
Zi Ling's eyes suppressed her longing and realized that she had overlooked an obvious strangeness.
There is no mind reading technique in the world.As powerful as the blue-faced god, the mysterious and mysterious god is like a great method of subduing the shape, it can only influence others with its own thoughts, see what they want, and hear what they want, and cannot easily understand what others think like opening a book.
The ability of the mind reading shown by the Blue Face God is nothing more than the result of the interaction between the three based on the form-reducing method of spiritual awareness of the fluctuations of the mind, the art of interfering with other people's sensory perception with thoughts, and the great elder's insight into the human heart and worldly feelings.But this woman could see her thoughts. Although it was not a slight difference, the density of the information she received was far above the mind technique she knew. It was even above the magical art of the gate of the Xiaziqiao tribe, which was like... it was like a wisp of soul penetrated into her body, and even turned into her.
Is there really such martial arts in the world?How did she do it?
I am not happy if you kill Nanpuyun.Cui Mingduan didn't give up.Tell me about sewing dolls, I will forgive you.As if she was going to torture her, her stubborn emotions shook her sea of consciousness in waves, and the intense discomfort made Zi Ling's already fair face look paler.
Don't do this.Not what you want
If you don’t say it anymore, I’ll let you spank.As if she noticed a trace of fear passing by her heart, Zi Ling's eyes heard her say extremely terrible words.You are not afraid of pain, are you?What are you afraid of is dirty?Tell me about sewing dolls.
I don't want it.That will make you
Someone came and stripped her clothes for me.
The killers of the Golden Ring Valley in the invisible bushes looked at each other.The young master's order cannot be violated, but if the jade corpse is moved by the young master and stripped of her clothes, wouldn't it be like touching the young master's body?But the 19th Lady knew that even a few heads were not enough.However, seeing the appearance of the jade corpse, it seems that it is not completely controlled, otherwise the young master will be relieved, so why should he call someone?The Nan Gong's corpse was on the spot, who dared to come to her!
Cui Shijiu Niang considers her beloved daughter and is determined to win the capture of the jade corpse. She is one of the best masters in the Golden Ring Valley. She is the eyes of the Eagle Wind and Nanpu Clouds are pressing the formation, leading the tour to Guchuan Temple.Nanpu Yun has great martial arts skills and prestige. He has been on the tip of the knife for most of his life. He is much more reliable than most discerning people. He often commands jackals on behalf of the nineteenth lady and is the best candidate to lead the army.
But the nineteenth mother can do it in a lot of calculations, but she can't calculate the Purple Shadow Light Movement Technique that killed Nanpu Yun as soon as she met.After the death of the Nan Gong, who was the leader of the army, Cui Mingduan immediately became the one with the highest status and the most noble status on the field, and thus took over the command power.Everyone complained and did not dare to retreat. They had already reported to Jinhuan Valley with quick footsteps. All the remaining colleagues asked God to worship Buddha, hoping that in the new operation, the nineteenth mother would be the one who rushed to the scene and never make any mistakes.
It’s a pity that the mess refused to let them go.
In the courtyard, Zi Ling Eye shouted a few times, and saw that there was no response around him, his expression was dull, and he said for a moment:
You are disobedient.I'll come by myself.With a click, the paper door in the side hall slid open, and a girl in a strong suit jumped out. She staggered a few steps when she landed on the ground, then she walked faster and more and more steadily. Her pretty round face had no similarity to the purple-shirted beauty in front of her, but her expression was as if she had been printed. She couldn't even look at her eyes, and reached out to pull her belt.
Suddenly, someone outside the eaves smiled and said: Yizhu, you have learned bad things.I didn't make a good chicken, but I took off the clothes of a good woman.Who is not Mr. Hu?
The girl was Cui Mingduan’s Ruyi Girl Jade Beads.She raised her head blankly, and her originally dull expression showed a subtle change in an instant, but when she saw her pink face flushed and swollen jade face, she seemed angry but not angry, and she seemed happy but not happy. It seemed that these unskilled expressions were all squeezed on her face. Unfortunately, none of them did it well, and she looked up and shouted:
I'm not a bead!
Old Hu jumped down from the wall, and the wounds of the flesh that were cut by Liu Yi'an had already been wrapped up. He knocked down several Golden Ring Valley killers who rushed over one after another, laughing: Isn't it a gulp?You lie less, it’s not like you!
Jade Huzhu has long put the matter of Zi Luo Cat's daughter and the sewing doll aside, and said angrily: That's what I am!Otherwise, what?Hu Yanzhi flashed a ghost-headed sword and a Lan Feng sword, and kicked two men in black who were holding lassoes away. He had already arrived within a radius of ten feet. He said calmly:
You wear clothes like this, it is clearly a scattered pearl!Don’t try to fool me Ah, tsk, the way you tie your belt has leaked your true face!Do you think that if you learn Mingduan’s speech, you can become Mingduan?Lie sperm, slut!A little cunning leader who is shameless, vain, and is hypocritical and deceives his superiors and hides his subordinates!
Cui Mingduan was so angry.
I am not a bead, and she doesn’t call me a bead!I am not a lie, a slut, shameless, vain, hypocritical, and concealed!
You're lying!
I don't!
Your belt
I'll tie it to you!
She lowered her head and pulled her waist hard, and the tight lace fell all over the floor. At this time, Hu Yanzhi grabbed her, grabbed her belt and turned it around, wrapped it in a place with her two lotus arms and a small waist, tied the beads into a string of rice dumplings, and wrapped them tightly.
Cui Mingduan is not familiar with the world affairs, so he should understand that he was trapped. Hu Yanzhi expected that she would be cursed, but she was already ready to speak harshly.Unexpectedly, the jade beads trembled and suddenly released their body. The little face was pale and gasped. The breasts were strangled into a large bag of milk, which was strangled by the tether, and the snow meat seemed to overflow. I shook my head and blinked, and said blankly:
Hu...Mr. Hu?
Hu Yanzhi picked up Zi Ling's eyes, kicked one by one, and kicked away the two Jinhuangu Sects who came to help, grinning and said: Let's meet again, one beads.Didn't work at Ah today?Glad and gratifying.
Yu Huzhu was about to answer the conversation, but suddenly her legs became cold. The wide pants that had lost the waistband lace slipped to her ankles, revealing her white and round lower body. Her legs were thin and straight, and her plump mound like a steamed bun was round and greasy, which made people want to take a bite.
Her face turned red with a whisper. She didn't care about her hands being restrained, and she shook her butt and crawled into the side hall without telling others to look at it.
Looking at Mr. Gui's command, Hu Yanzhi is only afraid of the jackals. These killers raised by Jinhuan Valley are only at the level of the third-rate sect in the martial arts world. Except for the few good players such as Nanpu Yun and Qiluo Yàn, Mr. Hu didn't take it seriously.At this time, the courtyard was wailing, and more than a dozen Golden Ring Valley killers were tossing and turning with their wounds. The rest of them finally realized: fighting alone, no one was the enemy of this bearded man!He was busy forming a circle to tighten, and he was unable to take care of the beginning and end.
Hu Yanzhi felt that the person in his arms was as soft as boneless. The tentacles were obviously warm, soft and plump, and light as if they could dance on their palms. The taste was indescribable. He couldn't help but feel distracted. Finally, he still remembered the urge to look down and look carefully. He raised his foot and stepped on a chain gun that took advantage of the gap and shouted: Miss Fu, please pay attention!A white shadow appeared on the wall, and it was Fu Chijin who was waiting for the reception.
Old Hu was about to throw it out, but Zi Ling's eyes suddenly raised her sharp and beautiful chin, and a clear and bright left eye stared at him and said softly: "A villain!"He slapped him in the face with a snap.
The beauty was extremely angry, but her hands were not vague at all, which made Mr. Hu's eyes appear and his mouth tilted. He moved his chin and twisted back, smiling: No, Master.This is to save you, not intentionally flirting. I suddenly lost my speech, looked at you for a long time, and thought to myself:
Fu Chijin's master, the dignified jade corpse and purple spirit eyes, are you still fifty or forty?How could he be a very tender young man?Not to mention the nineteenth mother, even her daughter can do it!Damn, is it an old zombie who sucks people's blood and keeps her face?
The right palm holding the snow thighs tightened, and the delicate and soft as soft as cotton and straight into the fingers was indeed a unique mature woman; but her waist was firm and straight without any extra details, which was clearly a sign of a budding girl and a virginity... This is not right!You can't be both five-colored and scapula-centered, you have to choose the side!Otherwise, if you let them play well, how can you live your tendons and hooves?
Fu Chijin on the wall saw that he was almost collapsed. A batch of new blood surged into the circle of his body, which had finally been cleared. Mr. Hu was dodging in the continuous sword light and sabers. He held the little master's two pig hands and pinched pork like a very irregular one, but he just didn't throw it over. It was difficult to accuse him of being greedy and lustful, and he couldn't help but be anxious and annoyed, thinking that the little master beat you up to no aggrieved!He shouted:
Uncle Hu, hurry up!
Hu Yanzhi woke up like a dream, and his legs swept down one after another, so he had to exercise his strength. Suddenly, he was shaved by Zi Ling's eyes, and hugged the person and turned around half a circle, almost throwing her to the other wall. Xun Zi Ling's eyes were even more restless, and she threw another backhand, which made him turn around and return to his original place.
Lao Hu wanted to cry without tears.Well, it’s not right for me to touch your butt, but you have to rely on the occasion to take revenge. Who are you making things difficult for now?Seeing her raising her hands four times, Hu Yanzhi threw her to the ground, swung her fist and beat her, and she let out a gust of birds, and said angrily: You beat me again, Ah!Still talking unreasonable?
Zi Ling stood up gracefully with her eyes and dusted her dress, still graceful and calm, and calm, but for some reason, her pale snow face seemed to be dizzy with a touch of bright redness, she opened her red lips lightly, and said lightly: I am unreasonable.If you bully Mingduan, I will avenge her.Facing Lao Hu, he lifted up the hair bundle covering his right eye at him!
The purple spirit eyes, who were originally trapped in a chaos, suddenly felt that the diaphragm covering her faded a little, and their consciousness became closer to their senses, as if they were only one step away from being able to retrieve their body.In the slightly clear vision, a girl with a round face in a strong outfit ran towards her and reached out to untie her belt. The girl's facial features were blurred, but she had a very familiar and even friendly feeling on her body, just like... it was like seeing a reflection in a mirror.
Zi Ling's eyes suddenly understood.
The man who took his body did the same thing to the girl.The difference is: that name is Mingduan
The woman cannot control her body at will.Being able to influence her mind from the lower part of the uterus and lips, tongue and throat is already the limit of Mingduan; even so, it is quite difficult for Mingduan to continue to affect her mind and body.
But the girl with round faces is different.She was unpretentious to the person who tried to manipulate her, and even opened her heart and gave herself completely.This move must be strictly tempered and can only be achieved, both sides.
The secret technique used by Mingduan and the girl is in line with this sect, which is like combining the two ways of shading the shape and the purple shadow moving the light. Zi Lingyan never thought that she could use it like this.She stared at the girl's blurry figure with great interest, as if this could tell the way of this new method.
And the situation changed drastically after the man fell from the sky.
Zi Ling's eyes couldn't hear what he said, and could not even tell his appearance. A wave of tide rushed into her heart, almost filling all the gaps in her heart, like a rainstorm across the pond. Whether it was impacted or affected, it was crushed to pieces, almost losing its original shape, but there was no moment of stopping (don't... don't do this! Don't do this... don't do this, don't do this. Shu...) She held her own thoughts and did not be destroyed by the torrent. Only in this way can she have the chance to make both sides as intact.The method of controlling the mind clearly may be more powerful and domineering than her, but the proud disciples trained by the Green-faced God are undoubtedly more experienced in terms of experience.
The purple spirit eyes guided the flow of thoughts, preventing the mind from surging out of control and rushing, and gradually making a clear idea.
Just like human power cannot resist rivers, it can build dams with bamboo cages and pebbles, and diversion, guideways, dams, and dredging are all necessary.Mingduan's thoughts collapsed in her heart, and the purple spirit eyes used their thoughts as cages, and finally avoided the disaster of waterlogging.
She teased her gently, and the water flow responded with the flow, just like fingers and strings, which were inseparable from each other, but they were each intact and incompatible.
(Why do you care so much about this person?)
As the thoughts came, countless images surfaced on the river, like aquatic snakes intertwined, and the cool and sticky surface gradually dissolved and penetrated, penetrated into every part of her heart.
Zi Ling's eyes felt like she was drowning, filled with huge pictures, perceptions, thoughts, etc., and quickly experienced everything Mingduan had experienced: the magnificent spring font size, the huge bathtub filled with fine wine, the sturdy and sturdy body in the audience, the man's strong and strong body... and the moment when the squeezing, deep, shaving and thorny juice splashed
The strange and obscene things made her confused.
If you have not suppressed distracting thoughts under the guidance of the elder since childhood, and have no desires and no feelings, and have a cold heart, you will inevitably be filled with thoughts and will be difficult to control yourself.But what attracts Zi Ling's eyes more at this time is not the ecstatic memory that is clearly thought of, but the way of communication of emotions.
Purple shadow moves light, not a killing technique.Killing is the result, not the cause.She still remembers her father holding her in his lap and saying this to her with a smile.It is better to use a sword to make your eyes look like a sword and your mind become a sword.Martial arts are just the last, and the pursuit of our ancestors in the corpse and corpse department is definitely not so shallow.
Then what are the ancestors of our sages in the corpse and quarrel department pursuing?Although Zi Lingyan is young, she is old-fashioned and sensible when she learns to speak with adults.
The blood corpse king Zi Luojia smiled and gently tapped her forehead.
It's here.Some people call it the heart, some say it is the brain spirit, some say it is the master of the limbs and hundreds of bones, or three souls and seven spirits. In short, it is the master of the body.The blood corpse king of Qu Xiulang's Qing smiled gently and said patiently: If a person dies, his body will remain in his original place until the blood-cold zombie zombie is rotten with the dust.It can be seen that what makes people live is not the internal organs, muscles, bones, skin and flesh, but the things that are gone by the body.Otherwise, wouldn’t there be no one in the world who has half-corrupt body and soul?Yúer, you must remember: consciousness and thoughts are the foundation of human beings, and sacrificing the roots and chasing the ends is by no means the great way.
Consciousness and thoughts... Xiao Ziling's eyes tilted her head, revealing a suspicious look.
She wanted to tell the story once, and it was not a great way to lose the truth. Her father liked to listen to her recitation of his words the most, but this question was too disturbing and even before the little girl's desire to show off....What is it?Why can't Yúer see it?
Zi Luo Cambog smiled.Sometimes my father calls you in my heart but doesn’t say anything, and Yúer can hear it, or when Yúer is thinking of her, she walks to your door.These are the mind and thoughts, how can Yúer not see them?
Communication of emotions is one of the signs of communication of thoughts.
For example, twins are born to understand each other's thoughts, and sometimes they do not need to express words, and can also convey meanings.However, this is a natural supernatural ability, which is not ordinary; if Mingduan can reach such a state after being integrated with what she has learned, it will be like an important step away from the fundamental way that her father dreams of!
Zi Lingyan's mood fluctuated. She didn't expect that such communication was likely to be two-way. She could read Mingduan's thoughts, and Mingduan could also penetrate her heart.As soon as her father's memory passed through her mind, the picture of the doll sewing suddenly flashed out. She knew that it was not her intention, but the memory fragment that penetrated into the gap in Mingduan's heart was mobilized by her, and she found everything that had been covered for a long time.
...Seam the doll!Zi Ling's eyes seemed to hear Ming Duan's cheerful shouts.Although she had never heard Mingduan's voice, she didn't even know what she looked like.
Don't look at it.Bright end!Don't watch... don't...
That was a gift from her father. I would take it with me no matter where I went until the night the main hall was broken.
She held her beloved sewing doll in one hand, and was held by an adult in the other hand, and circled around the escape corridor of the Youzimen Main Hall. The torch flames on the stone wall of the corridor were clearly extinguished, and the heart, which was violently aroused by fear and desperate running, seemed to be about to hop in the mouth of the chest, as if it could not suck in a trace of air again...
Yú'er accidentally fell down, and the doll in his arms was thrown to the corner. The red and black blood was like the foot washing water poured into the ditch by the nanny, constantly pouring on the doll; the blood of the pursuers, the blood of the uncle who protected her, more pursuers, the reinforcements of the Youzi Gate who arrived in time... The blood bulged into a small hill like a hill on the ground, gradually soaking through Yú'er's mouth and nose. However, the swords and screams on the head never stopped. She heard Mingduan screaming in horror, but could not get out of the meshing and fusion consciousness. All feelings and pictures rushed to her heart like a torrent, filling every gap in Mingduan's heart.Fear is infinitely magnified and marked, as clear as if it has been in her dreams every night for decades.
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... I'm here, don't be afraid... none of those can hurt you anymore, I know.Shhh, good boy!Don't be afraid, don't be afraid
She felt Ming Duan slump in the terrifying memory that was whistling around her body, crying helplessly, and the restriction that broke her body and thoughts slowly released. She seemed to be fished out of the deep water, and her senses of her limbs and bones gradually returned to her original position. Don't cry, be clear, don't be afraid. I will teach someone who bullies you to never show up again, okay?
good.
Fu Chijin was so scared that she was scattered. She didn't care about any injuries on her body. She slashed down the wall and flashed past two Jinhuan Valley killers who were intercepting the middle. She hugged Zi Ling's eyes in time and turned to the side....Little Master, don’t!
Damn, what are you going to mess with?Old Hu was furious.Not asking you to answer on the wall?Once the plan is formulated, it must be implemented!Now... the three of you are all inside, you really let me fight out Ah!Fu Chijin glared at him fiercely: Next time, my little master will look at you with his right eye. You can do as far as you want!Remember Ah, you owe your aunt a life!As he pointed to the side, a lightning flashed in the sky suddenly appeared, reflecting the lifeless and pale clouds of Nanpu as white as zombies.
The thunder struck down with a loud bang, and the rain drifted with the wind.The killer of the Golden Ring Valley could still stand, but at this moment only five or six people. Hu Yanzhi glanced at the lightning eyes and his clothes were all reversed. The half-moon-shaped wall was frightened by his momentum. He couldn't help but retreat, and was forced to the side of the wall step by step, giving the passage at the entrance of the corridor.
Hu Yanzhi raised his arm horizontally, protecting Fu Chijin's master and apprentice, walking onto the corridor, just as he was about to signal them to pass first, but suddenly stopped.Outside the corridor, the lightning flashed, and a hunched figure appeared. The person was wearing black clothes and his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were covered with gray. It was the jackal who had fought with Lao Hu in Xianzhou.
When the killers of the Golden Huan Valley saw the arrival of strong aid, they were very energetic, but they saw the man raise his hands and throw a round thing the size of a watermelon. His eyes were scattered, and he actually reported the news to the people of the Golden Huan Valley.
The killers were frightened and finally understood that advancement is death, retreat is also death. If the task cannot be completed today, there will be no place in the world, and they will not help but arouse the will to survive. Even the several dead soldiers who protected Cui Mingduan in the inner room jumped out, and the more than ten eyes that turned over were shining with a hideous light like a trapped beast, and the situation changed again.
Be careful.Hu Yanzhi stared at the jackal and didn't dare to look back, and said: They are playing real this time.Give me the new guy, don’t fight with you two, remember the plan of the land size?He refers to the retreat from the back gate alley of Guachuan Temple.
Fu Chijin said um, and suddenly he held Zi Ling's eyes and turned over the carved flowers and leaned on the railing. He was like a rabbit rising and falling in the movement and stillness, without any warning, and retreated to the moon gate at the bottom of the courtyard. The killers also chased after him silently, with the thunder roaring, but they saw the shadows flying, fighting and stopping, and the confrontation was longer than the fight, but when they were still, they were often more dangerous than the short-term struggle. Although there was no fierce shouting and shouting at the huge formation, it contained a heavier pressure. The next moment, it seemed that it was not surprising that some people suddenly splashed blood on the ground.
Zi Ling's eye is the control of Chaoyi Zhengong's mind, and Zeng Ning's whole body power exerted a purple shadow moving light, and it may be difficult to withstand the load of close combat in a short period of time. Fu Chijin must be protected by the distraction of the spirit, which will increase the risk of the two getting out of trouble.It seemed like a eased rescue operation, but it took a sharp turn for the worse.
Hu Yanzhi secretly lifted his energy and adjusted his energy. When the lightning flashed suddenly, he took advantage of the momentum and rushed to the jackal before the thunder fell!
Hu Yanzhi is sure to be sure not to lose to anyone.The illusion of discipline that he practiced hard since childhood was a special technique that was introduced by the light leg technique and practiced from the outside and from the inside. Master Niu Nose has great importance, but only ruthless when urging him to practice this technique, there is no strictest, only stricter. After recognizing Mr. Gui, Hu Yanzhi finally deeply understood the painstaking efforts of wearing cranes.
The transformation of the rules is not only fast, but also mastering the mental methods of many fast swords and swords in the world.The crane was dressed in a clothes that was not well-versed in the martial arts of the Fox and could not replace Hu Yanzhi's father. He laid the foundation for the Tianhu Sword Technique at the beginning of his martial arts practice. However, with the transformation of the rules and regulations, it can greatly shorten his future study of the Tianhu Sword.When Mr. Gui taught his younger brother the skills to strike, he had to admit that He Lao Zamao had outstanding eyes and prepared for the future, and was ready to welcome the arrival of this day.
Mastering speed means mastering strength!
Hu Yanzhi flew across the corridor with incredible speed. Taking advantage of the thunder disturbing his hearing, his fist fell like a sudden rain, hitting the blind jackal with his hands in his head and elbows to cover him. Not only did he fail to fight back, he even had no room for a step back and breaking away from his arm circumference. He was like half a piece of dull and heavy rotten wood, and he couldn't keep making a hollow sound under his heavy punch.
This is not a fist that is wielding blood for a while, but a fist that uses the sword instead of the sword. The cold rainy night comes to the double flying. This road draws on the Tianhu Sword's mental technique and the two-sword skills performed on the Tianmen Sword Vein. Lao Hu once passed on a streamlined version of the omitted moves with Geng Zhao in the name of Unparalleled Quick Slash.
At this moment, the fist has been in the process of fisting, and it is orderly in chaos and is not inaccurate. The fist often falls on the jackal's waist, ventral side, neck and behind the ears, etc. There are only a very small part of the elbow to protect the elbow and arm, which is also to lure the enemy and disturb the enemy and continue to expose flaws.
Hu Yanzhi used his true energy to snatch more than a hundred records. He knew that his strength was gradually fading, and he became more tricky in the landing point. He bullied the weak and beat the weak without any relaxation. Finally, he forced the other party to open the gap in his elbow and hit the eyebrows and cheekbones with one punch!
This is a major cover for the human body. The concave and rugged fists may damage the soft tendons on the forehead, the temples, and even the soft eyes. All of them are fatal keys; when you swing a heavy punch, it can be said that the country is firm and it is difficult to turn around.
Success!
Old Hu was overjoyed, but unexpectedly, the other party's head did not turn around. The fist seemed to hit a mountain rock. His body stumbled slightly in the air, and waves of intense pain suddenly came back from his knuckles. A hero as hard as Mr. Hu couldn't help but hum in a muffled voice. The jackal suddenly pursed his mouth and showed a mouthful of white teeth.
He was actually laughing!
Hu Yanzhi changed color and kicked his chest coldly. He took advantage of the momentum and staggered when he landed on the ground. He felt extremely painful when he felt his ankle toe, as if he had kicked the iron pillar with all his strength. He had already hurt himself before he could break the enemy.
And his pair of fists.
His hands were trembling uncontrollably, and his knuckles were bruised and swelled like stagnation, as if he had just used a stick to squeeze his fingers and other cruel tortures.Hu Yanzhi asked himself about his extensive knowledge, but he had never heard of such powerful horizontal practice skills; fists and feet are different from siege cities and territories, and the collision between two people at the same intensity is much more difficult than hitting people.Even Yue Chenfeng's golden armor prohibition must be used to improve his energy. How could this guy use iron plate-like protective energy at the moment of being attacked? It is easier than hitting someone with a punch?
The jackal put down his elbow and turned his neck, making a soft and slight sound between his bones. The ugly face was filled with expression, like a monster that was eroded by time.
Hu Yanzhi's right foot was weak to prevent the swollen ankle heel from touching the ground. He understood that he could not retreat at all, but had no good plans for the moment; while he was confused, the jackal had arrived.The two fists and palms intersected, and Hu Yanzhi suddenly felt that there seemed to be a thousand needles falling on his arm, and the pain twitched, and the second fist came again. He barely blocked his elbows and covered his armpits with his bulging upper arm muscles to prevent him from breaking his ribs by a hook punch, and he fell to the ground on the spot.
Unexpectedly, the third punch hit his elbow shield head-on. In an instant, Hu Yanzhi couldn't help but feel that his arm bones burst, and his eyes turned black and flew out, thud!Half of the flower-carved piece of the back collapsed and the white cloth wrapped around the body oozed out of dark stains, which could not tell whether it was an old wound or a new injury.
(monster)
This is the first thought that passes through my mind.
The heavy footsteps echoed into his buzzing head, and every vibration made him dizzy and vomit, as if he was hangover.Hu Yanzhi gritted his teeth and struggled, and did not dare or could not fight against him. Unfortunately, the newly-cast sword had been broken and abandoned it along the way. He had to throw it over his long bag on his back, holding a square in both hands, barely blocking a heavy punch that fell from the sky.
The jackal did not respond, no matter what he took, blocked the punch and then punched again!
Hu Yanzhi staggered backwards. Every time he heard a terrifying brittle crack sound came from his long bag. The thousand-year-old ebony made of sword sheath was harder than gold and iron, but he still couldn't help but beat the jackal iron fist one after another. Soon, the twisted and broken copper inlay piece had exploded, and the long bag began to expand and deform, almost falling apart.
Thunder rolled among the dark clouds pressing against the eaves, and the heavy rain fell at this moment.
Everything in the courtyard lost its outline in an instant. Fu Zi and the other Shu, who had not yet retreated into the Moon Gate, ushered in the first wave of violent attacks. Three Golden Ring Valley killers died, and the other two fell to the ground seriously injured. However, the remaining five people successfully separated the master and apprentice into two places, making it difficult to take care of each other.
Fu Chijin was entangled by a pair of brothers with excellent tacit understanding. The two of them used the rattan card to open a short axe, and they couldn't retract and could not hold it down or throw it away. She broke through with the long sword she had seized, but she was not good at the weapon. The injury to her left arm greatly restricted her ability to catch the enemy. She was unable to support her and never got what she wanted.Zi Ling's eyes were leaning against the high wall, leaning against the flower bed beside the moon gate, and her thigh seemed to be injured. The three people in front of her were afraid of her murderous tricks and dared not approach her. They used the courtyard stone as a cover and made a long pole lasso from somewhere, trying to control the jade corpse from afar.
Little...Little Master!
The sound of the drizzle was mixed with Fu Chijin's anxious call. Hu Yanzhi's mind was slightly distracted and he was beaten in the middle of the abdomen with a punch. The punch made him fall off the ground and fall out of the corridor. He brushed the stone lantern before bounced into the bushes. The left shoulder blade, which was the first to be hit, had no sense of consciousness. It was impossible to tell if it was a fracture, dislocation or swollen and blue bruised, but he could not get up.Seeing the jackal stepping into the rain curtain with expressionless face, he used his feet and buttocks together, he reluctantly moved back to the bottom of the big tree, struggled to sit up against the tree, and spitting blood foam from his mouth and nose.
I really can't underestimate the old, poor and poor!You, Mr. Hu, have killed you.Hu Yanzhi couldn't help laughing. If he hadn't fainted after moving, he wanted to tease himself a few words, but he didn't even have time to say a joke. The jackal was the example of the evil people in the world. He was obviously a blind man, but he chased people all the way, without wasting any time, and he didn't even say nonsense. He was so dedicated that people wanted to strangle him to death.
Lao Hu was not a person who closed his eyes and waited for death. He held the long cloth bag in his arms and wanted to make a move, but unfortunately he couldn't even raise his arms. With a sound of sand, the jackal stepped into the shade of the tree. Hu Yanzhi raised his strength and sent it forward, rushing straight to the Danzhong point on the jackal's chest!
The jackal held it in his left hand and squeezed it out, and a loud sound like a fried bean was bursting. I don’t know what it was pinched, but suddenly there was a half-green light!It was penetrated through the cloth, and it was like cutting butter with a hot knife. It gently penetrated into the junction of his left shoulder and chest, and then it also penetrated a steel tip from behind his shoulder, which was so slippery that it could not hold the blood.Hu Yanzhi looked from bottom to top without realizing it, and even though he was separated by the wide shoulders of the jackal, he could vaguely see the sharp edges on both sides of the steel, which was a sword rather than a knife.
(Can he crushed the scabbard of Kunwu Sword?)
Although this still cannot explain why the sword blade pops out on its own, the situation in front of Hu Yanzhi cannot think about it again.When the jackal was pierced, it let out a muffled groan, and the right palm could instinctively use force. The sharp blade retracted again, leaving only a thin bloodline in the jackal's gray clothes.
Hu Yanzhi seized the opportunity and slashed and stabbed him. He took the left half of his injured person and beat him up violently. The jackal was suddenly caught off guard. He ate five or six times the wound. The bloodline fainted into a big red peony flower. He wanted to swing the attack but was repeatedly flashed by Hu Yanzhi. Every time he exposed the wound of the air gate, he stepped back into the rain curtain in three or two steps. The people who beat people and were beaten were flowing red water under the ground. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a winding little red stream.
Unfortunately, there was more than one hole in Lao Hu's body, and the fierce rain washed away accelerated the blood. The sword that stabbed the jackal's throat fell softly in the middle, and even his knees couldn't help but feel soft, and he gasped on the ground.The jackal took two steps to get rid of the entanglement, stretched out his fingers to stop the bleeding, and was about to come back; suddenly, a tiger roar broke through the rain, and a huge gray shadow flew down the wall, rushing towards the jackal with a strong beast scent!
The ugly face of the jackal pit scar has undergone a subtle change for the first time. The lower plate is pressed down and pulled the stent, which is both agile and dangerous, and is completely different from the appearance of relying on horizontal practice and simple punching.
The visitor pounced on his upper body like a wild beast, so fast that he could not dodge and block it.
The two shadows tangled and rolled, and none of the fists and claws were completely still, tearing the rain curtain, smashing the trees, and destroying everything they passed by. When they separated, the jackal fled on the wall, almost forming a ball of blood, and even more, the blue and white eyes were very strange.He ignored his bad habits and croaked his voice, making an ambiguous sound:
……withdraw!Leaving the rest of the people, he suddenly climbed over the wall.
The killers who surrounded Fu Zi and the other ones followed the order and left their target without hesitation to rush backwards. Suddenly, a scream was heard. At the end, the one who was bitten off the throat and the body was thrown in front; one turned around and the other who were about to turn back were cut off one after another, two people and three people rolled down to the ground, and the stomach of warm blood.
The person who came was extremely tall.Wearing a straw raincoat and a weave hat on the head, somehow he doesn't look like a human.Hu Yanzhi reached out to wipe the blood spots on his face, thinking about whether the man was picking his teeth. A white-haired tiger face turned around under the hat, with yellow eyes and cracked jaws and teeth. As expected, there was no one.
Second Master!Fu Chijin put down her anxiety and almost fell down. She barely supported the ground with her long sword. After a breath, she rushed to the side of the little master. The two of them helped each other back under the eaves of the corridor.I'm fine, just a skin injury.Zi Ling smiled and patted the back of her hand, as if coaxing a child, looked at the tiger-shaped giant man in the yard, lowered his eyes and nodded, and said softly:
Thank you, elder.
The white forehead nodded.The boss sensed your mood fluctuations. Although it was only a moment, it was more than twice as strong as it was in the peak of the past. I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I quickly taught me to find it.He glanced at the baby Jin'er and snorted: Fortunately, this little cunning head lit the Soul-Returning Incense around him, otherwise he would have to spend more time and delay the opportunity.
Fu Chijin giggled.Thank you, Master II for your praise.
I didn't praise you!Baiyingsha snorted heavily, and let go of the furry cat's face.
Fu Chijin picked up Hu Yanyi's chin.Uncle Hu, is my mysterious plan still enough?
Hu Yanzhi held his right leg with his bag and dragged his right leg to the eaves to shelter from the rain. He smiled bitterly when he heard this: Fortunately. Otherwise, we can only succeed by using yellow font-size plans. Wouldn’t we seem so obscene?
Zi Ling frowned slightly, pretending not to hear, and said to Bai's forehead: It's not me, it's someone else.A girl named Mingduan ran into my heart. Her kung fu seemed to be of the same line as our sect, and it was different from the two parts of the upper and lower chevrons, which was very interesting.
Hu Yanzhi said in his insult: Cui Mingduan claimed to be using Chaoyi Zhengong. I wonder if it will be helpful to several old men?
The Zhongzixue tribe, who was born in Bai'esha, visited the Cimen Armory in the past. As Liufeng reached, the children in the tribe were quite familiar with the martial arts of various sects and sects in the world. Even if they were not familiar with it, their knowledge was better than ordinary warriors.The tricks of mirror shooting that the white forehead evil are used to be based on the thoroughness of martial arts such as fist, palm, and weapons. They are not comparable to those of the corpse-testing department. They glanced at each other and smiled:
I have never heard of Chaoyi Zhengong, but the one who fought with you was a person who had been dead for many years, and I almost couldn't recognize him.
Hu Yanzhi felt a stern and quickly asked: Who is he?
The master of the three halls outside the Fox's strange sect in the past, known as the Fish Key Nine Pass, Qi Fengcheng.Baiyingsha said in a deep voice: There are not many people who practice pure Yang hard skills in the Seven Profound Profounds, and there are very few famous people. The Six Dragon Locking Scale Technique he practiced is a very domineering outer ritual skill, and his name is well-known. Although it is not as good as the Yin family with the nickname of the inner three halls, it is quite popular with Yindan Books. It is known as the Double Bird together with the soldiers of the outer three halls, and is also considered the No. 1 figure.
Hu Yanzhi didn't expect that he would hear the names of his deceased father and Feng Bo here, and his heart was shocked, pretending to be light and said casually: The resurrection of the dead is a strange thing.Maybe the second master made a mistake, maybe this guy didn't die and hid and gave birth to a baby.
The white forehead looked at him coldly, and the vertical eyes that shrank into a crack in the yellow pupils looked very strange.Because he had lost his appearance, it was difficult to see his thoughts. Hu Yanzhi was stared at and his smile was stiff.
Qi Fengcheng is handsome and was a famous handsome man in the world back then.After a long time, the white forehead said calmly:
He was captured in a fierce battle, and the six major sects forced him to confess the secret stakes of the Fox's sect to kill them all.Qi Fengcheng was tortured and refused to say that he was tortured, and he refused to say that the pipa bone was pierced. These beasts had no choice but to be so strong that they were so angry that they castrated him, hung him naked and showed him publicly, and had a month's exposure under the scorching sun, and exposed his photos.
I heard he died in the end.If you die well, you will suffer less bits and pieces, and you will rarely have any animal behavior.
Hu Yanzhi was dumbfounded when he heard this. Even Fu Chijin couldn't help but cover her mouth and frowned, showing an unbearable look on her face.
Six Dragon Locking Scale Achievement is the path of pure yang. My claws are dedicated to breaking the body of pure yang. If Qi Fengcheng meets me, I am afraid that I will not be able to get it.
Old Hu smiled reluctantly and wanted to take a few cheap flatteries, but he saw a white forehead extending a sallow bone armor that was curved like a hook and sickle, gently scratching the wet stone lantern in the courtyard, striking!Cutting off a piece of stone chips is faster than a steel axe.He scraped it a few times, and the top of the stone lantern was gone, and the ground was filled with large thin pieces, like a plank wood.
After being tortured, he practiced another Yin Technique to improve his body. My White Tiger Heart-Turning Claw only scraped off a little flesh and failed to break him into two and measure with one claw.Six Dragon Locking Scale Kung Fu, Bad Face and Zi, Castration, Pure Yin Gong Body... You said that it is not Qi Fengcheng, who can it be?
Hu Yanzhi was speechless.The words Mr. Ghost said suddenly came to his heart. To him, the tragedy of the Fox Yimen has never been as real as it is now, and it is the jackal... No, every heavy punch that Qi Fengcheng hit him seems to have other meanings. It is Qi Fengcheng's angry shout at the world. If it weren't for this, he would not have been able to continue to exist.
The white forehead turned his head and cracked the white-haired jaws like a big cat. It looked like they were laughing, but there was no smile at all, which made people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.What kind of grudge does Qi Fengcheng have with you? He is so cruel to take action?I see you looking righteous and hypocritical, and you are all coincidentally... are you from the six major sects?
Appendix-Dongshengzhou Martial Arts Storm (II)
Ji Qiu Kong is thinking about it, who is aggressive to recommend the wise and discuss the two generations? The two emperors of the East China Sea
One-pointed double lord, the East China Sea is called a god; three major cast numbers, four major sword gates; five islands of strange heroes, six-way swords; seven mysterious, eight leaves, nine-way saint; ten directions of fairyland, the first to be Cangcheng.The Ten Great Songs of the East China Sea·Anonymous
In addition to being famous for his articles, not referring to one person. "Qiu Shui Famous Mirror", Shuangzun is actually the peak of Tokaido's martial arts world. Dugu Yì and Ying Wuyou have not disappointed everyone's expectations. Both ranked on the Wuji Tianfeng, the highest martial arts list, occupying two-fifths of the quota in one breath, making Tokaido a recognized gathering place for martial arts.
The two pushed the martial arts name of the East China Sea to the four paths, which were so powerful that everyone in the world, and they set a standard for the world, but at the same time they also became a high wall that future generations cannot overcome... Different encounters and similar trajectories, is there an invisible connection between the lonely emperor and the lonely Gaoyin?
Unable to pass on the unique skills
Dugu Yì is recognized as the best martial arts in the world. His remnant boxing has the power and operation method that cannot be explained by all existing martial arts theories in Dongzhou. From the first day he entered the world, he has become the most special and dazzling existence. No one can ignore him.
However, even Xiao Jianzhi, who was taught by his master, could not understand the martial arts system behind the banknotes. The peak masters, Tiger Soldier Han Pofan, Sword Emperor Wu Dengyong, Yin Hengye and others who fought with him, only appreciated the amazing power of banknotes, but could not solve the mystery, at least at the known moment, these top masters did not leave any relevant records, which added a mysterious color to the undefeated legend of Emperor Wu of Taizu.
Compared with the mysterious mastery of learning, Dugu Yì himself is an overly generous person. In his own words, it is the same thing as fighting and making friends and fighting.
There are so many people who have been guided by Taizu. It is said that even when the soldiers were trapped in Panlong Pass and died, Dugu Yì still did not forget to guide the remaining soldiers and martial arts skills to increase their chances of survival when breaking through.Among these people, those who successfully broke through and survived eventually became the backbone of the elite Xueyundu of Dugu's clan, including Ran Cangqun and Bai Fengqi, who shined in the White Horse Dynasty army in the future. At that time, if it were not Dugu's personal followers, they would be the suicide squad who rushed to the mountains to rescue the horse. Compared with the achievements of rescuing the coach, Dugu's own martial arts created and taught in the last battle were rather the basis for them to rise to the top.
The true successor of Dugu Yì is his half-brother Dugu Ji.Dugu Ji was born by Dugu Zhiming, the concubine of Dugu Zhiming, the former head of Dugu family. His biological mother was probably a few years younger than Dugu Yiì; after Dugu Zhiming made his position as the head of the monk and General Zhendong, the eldest son Dugu Yiì became the real master of Donghai. Dugu Ji respected this elder brother as a god since he was a child, and Dugu Yiì also brought him by his side, teaching him all his martial arts without reservation.
Unfortunately, Dugu Ji still cannot escape the curse of the inseparable fist.Only a very small number of people in the world know:
The Seventeenth Master, who has been imprisoned in the tomb of the Emperor's Sword for many years, actually does not understand the remnant boxing. His strength comes from his remembrance and followment of Emperor Taizu Wu.Duguji, who was forbidden in the deep ancient tomb, gradually faded away his youthful recklessness and mastered his strength in his own way. Like the martial arts scattered in the Beiguan Town Army, the Imperial City Guards, and the martial arts in the manors of the old princes in various places, they are part of the Taizu's inheritance.
Dugu Yì never established a sect during his lifetime, never accepted a formal disciple, and even left a boxing scripture and sword score; except for the title of martial arts, he left behind a favor, which was extremely precious in the eyes of some people, and may not be worth a penny to others, just like Dugu Yì.
Famous titles that have no time to pass on
Compared with Dugu Yì, who was born in the grassroots and wandered around as a concubine's son, he is no longer aristocrat among the nobles.
He is the last descendants of the Scales clan who attaches the most importance to bloodline, the most noble family, and the most noble identity. If the world still belongs to the Jade Dragon Dynasty, it should be useless even if he is not a prince, he will be the future prince.The purity and honor of bloodline often echo the strength in the Sword Qi Palace; Fengyunxia, which was born in vain, relies on this to control the Qi Palace for hundreds of years, and always keeps the Legend of the True Dragon in Fengyunxia, ensuring the unshakable status of the faction.
Before taking over the favor of the previous palace master's "The Great Method of Taking the Body", Ying Wuyi was already the number one master of Jianqi Palace. He was as powerful as the Flying Rain Peak, the Box Sword Heavenly Demon, the Only Wunian, and the Cunning and Wisdom as Bing Wuye in Youmingyu. Before him, he could only bow down to his head and temporarily stop the idea of competing for the throne.
Fortunately, among the arrogant and domineering masters of Fengyunxia, they were unexpectedly quiet and inactive. During their tenure as the Qigong Palace, they almost implemented the creed of inaction to other factions, which became more and more unpredictable.The various factions in the Qigong Palace couldn't figure out what he was selling in the gourd. They couldn't win the battle, so they had to stop and remain silent. The endless factional struggles over the past three hundred years were just a temporary stop.
Ying Wuyou therefore gained the name of "The Dragon Without a Head" in Longting Mountain. The leaders of various sects said it privately, and there were those who gritted their teeth. They sighed that there were those who were alert and encouraged, but there was no derogatory intention. They knew that if they taught this person to be in the mountain for a day, they would not have the chance to stand out. They were afraid that it would be unpleasant to spread it, so they called it with the head of the four spirits, and unknowingly became Ying Wuyou's nickname.
It should be useless and has no weaknesses, which does not mean that Fengyunxia does not exist.The biggest worry of Fengyunxia's generation is that three talents such as Ying Wuyong were released in one breath, including Wei Wuyin, the piano demon, Wei Wuyin, the sword demon, and Chu Wuming, the water and fire, which was so difficult to tolerate for a moment.
Just as Feiyufeng and other sects were looking forward to the Xiao Wall of Fengyun Gorge and internal struggle broke out, Ying Wuyong led his junior brother Chu Wuming to break out of the door, pretending to be expelled from the door wall, and arranged for Chu Wuming to leave Longting Mountain to prevent the fight between Chu and Wei from becoming white-hot, and also gave Chu Wuming a free and unrestrained opportunity to leave the mountain to break through. From then on, the vast sky and the sky was wide, and there were many adventures.Chu Wuming later changed his name to Xinglie, taking the meaning of "no sun or no moon", and still called himself "The Demon of the Sword", which showed that he had constant relationship with Longting Mountain and did not forget his roots. This shows that he should be useless.
If Ying Wuyong had not suddenly left the mountain before the outbreak of the Demon Sword Rebellion and had no idea whereabouts from now on, this palace master with a high mind and wise wit would be able to create another situation for all the following. Tao Yuanzheng's killing with a knife and the conspiracy of the Han family, perhaps in Ying Wuyong's view, was just a wave of his sleeves and chatting and laughing to transform disasters, as always, but unfortunately it was too late.
After the demon sword was in chaos, Wei Wuyin was seriously injured and his internal strength was almost completely destroyed. He inherited the title of the senior brother's double honor, which was more like a commendation for his sacrifice and quelling the chaos. Before Wei Wuyin worked hard to restore his skills, it had no substantial significance.Even if some of his internal strength is restored, Wei Wuyin's cultivation is not as good as his heyday, let alone catching up with his senior brother Ying is useless.
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