Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 128 Give You All Chances

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The winter sun is fading.

In the outer courtyard of Tianzhu Peak, the martial arts arena was as warm as spring. The disciples from all the outer courtyards gathered together, and the martial arts practitioners were full of energy and blood, breathing and exhaling, all emitting scorching air.

on the high platform.

"This son is too hostile! It doesn't fit with my Taoist principles."

Several deacons of Jin Suo Peak looked at each other, they all shook their heads, showing dissatisfaction, and dared to make a knife agreement, this is not only despising Gu Yuehe, but also despising a generation of Yuanshen Daoist, Jin Guang Daoist, Can't even take a knife from you?It's too arrogant.

"I'm afraid that it's flashy, relying on the inheritance of Qingyang Peak, and a "Sword of Death", which makes him lose himself, can't see clearly the front and back, and is full of impetuousness and introspection."

This is a protector of Lion Peak, who also frowned and sighed: "It's a pity that Nephew Qingqian has my Wudang universe in his heart..."

"If you don't take a look, those who can inherit the "Xiu Ming Dao" and achieve something have never been evil people." The guardian from Jiudu Peak suddenly spoke, and said in a deep voice, "Look at the right and wrong, let's see this." With one knife, you can tell the difference."

Not far away, Taoist Jingshan smiled and stroked his beard in silence.

On the one-yuan platform.

Gu Yuehe's gaze was as cold as ice, and his whole body exuded a sense of arrogance. He never thought that this Su Qinian would be so courageous.

However, he remained calm, even if his heart was raging, his expression remained calm, and he said coldly: "It doesn't matter if you take one knife, not to mention one knife, ten or a hundred swords are fine, as long as you can wake up Junior Brother Su, Gu Yue He Zi should accompany you, but as a senior brother, I still have to advise my junior brother, relying too much on the inheritance, if you are beaten back to your original form in the future, the senior brother is afraid that you will be willing to degenerate again, and you need to know that you can only hold it if you are strong The original heart can withstand external forces..."

"Let it go if you fart."

It was the fat man who couldn't bear it any longer, and scolded: "You fucking beat around the bush, let your fart go!"

After the words fell, breathing could be heard in all directions, all the disciples from the outer court were stunned, and their breathing stopped. The three people on Qingyang Peak, why are they more thorny than the other? .

"Look at what!"

Apparently aware of the strange gazes from the people around him, the fat man couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and argued: "Fucking can't talk well, the fat man is here to participate in the competition, not to guess lantern riddles during the Lantern Festival."

The corners of some disciples' mouths twitched slightly when they heard the words, and when they looked at the Yiyuan Stage again, Gu Yuehe's face became extremely gloomy, his heart rushed to the door, his eyes were faintly bloodshot, as the son of a wealthy ancient family in Shiyan Prefecture, he was born Food, shouting and embracing, always pointing out the good and evil of people's livelihood, even if you have been worshiped under Wudang for several years, the family has many rituals and offerings every year, and you are surrounded by stars in the outer courtyard of Huangya Peak. He would only choose to avoid seeing it. How could anyone directly attack him, let alone reprimand him like this. He had never encountered such humiliation.

At this point, Lei Shifeng's Wei Qinghu suddenly felt his anger subside a bit. Compared to Gu Yuehe, he was a lot luckier as a disciple of Lei Shifeng's outer courtyard.

on the high platform.

A deacon looked at the master of the outer court of Baiyun Peak. As the master of the first court, the corners of the eyes of this master of the static generation couldn't help but twitch because the fat man was his disciple of the outer court of Baiyun Peak before he entered Qingyang Peak.

On the Yiyuan stage, Gu Yuehe took a deep breath, he exhaled with a long sound, his body was like thunder, and a pure white breath was like a horse's breath, which lasted for several feet before dissipating, which made Zhao Qingjian and others on the stage Concentrate, with such a long inner breath, the strength of the heart and the heart, the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Art" is probably really complete.

After taking several deep breaths, Gu Yuehe managed to calm down. He fully understood that it was impossible for the three people on Qingyang Peak to talk normally. planted indelible spiritual seeds.

Taking a deep breath again, Gu Yuehe said: "Since we are fighting, naturally we can't use the inheritance, the disciples of the outer court should use the foundation building skills to compete..."

Clang!

As soon as Gu Yuehe finished speaking, Su Qi's senior saber came out of its sheath and plunged three inches into the stage with a puff, the blade trembled as if humming continuously.

Stretching out a finger, hooking towards Gu Yuehe twice, but Su Qinian's gaze was as calm as water, and his voice was also calm, and said: "One knife for one punch, I will give you all the opportunities."

"Su Qi Nian!"

At this moment, Gu Yuehe finally couldn't bear it anymore, and reprimanded: "As a senior brother, I kindly persuade you, but you don't know what is good and what is bad. What is it to rely on inheritance! Today we are fighting with "Turtle and Snake Art", the senior brother is to let you understand, Leaving aside the inheritance of Qingyang Peak, you, Su Qinian, are nothing, you are still the same Su Qier from Xiaoyao Valley back then! You have self-knowledge! Don't let yourself fall! This is all to make you truly sober!"

Hearing this, Su Qinian put away his fingers, he stood tall, and his gaze became indifferent. At this moment, Ling Qingping and others who were also on the Yiyuan platform suddenly felt a palpitation, which made them a little surprised.

"If you make a move now, I'll think you have some backbone," Su Qinian said, with a cold tone, "But you have become a kiln sister in a red building in the city, and you want me to erect a memorial archway for you. Scholars shouldn't be serious. The sages say to be kind to others, but you don’t urinate and take care of yourself, dog-like thing, who gave you the courage to order someone to intercept the road at the foot of the mountain, and you want to be summoned to me, the ancient family is powerful, you come from an extraordinary background, this is you Fate, you are right, I, Su Qi, is only a probationary death row prisoner, but I am afraid you have never heard the saying that has been circulated for many years in the old alleys of the market, barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes!"

"Straight!"

On the high platform, a deacon of Jin Suofeng reprimanded, bursting with genuine anger, which spread throughout the entire martial arts arena without concealing it.

"Right and wrong are black and white, good and evil are just and fair in people's hearts." Su Qinian looked at the high platform and said indifferently, "This deacon uncle, if you have any advice, wait until after the New Year's Festival, so don't break the rules."

At this moment, many deacons and guardians were a little dazed, and sighed secretly, this child has a strong temper, but he is too daring after just passing through.

"You are so bold! This is the tone that Qing people should have, let alone you, a suspended death row prisoner, who will not enter my Wudang gate wall, you are qualified to call the word uncle, and nephew Gu is right. You have been lost by the inheritance, and you don't even know about seniority and inferiority, and you utter obscene words, disturbing the peace of my Wudang!"

The deacon Taoist from Jinsuo Peak reprimanded: "Nephew Gu, you act now and take this son down. I want to report to Tianzhu Peak and ask the head to take back his life and choose another lover!"

"Yes! Uncle Shi!"

On the Yiyuan platform, Gu Yuehe shouted violently. He took a step forward, and with a bang sound, his feet landed like a drum, and a mighty burst of energy and blood gushed out, turning into a smoke of energy and blood, rushing several feet high. .

He was so angry that he was truly enraged by Su Qinian, his eyes even flashed coldly, and there was an uncontrollable murderous desire in his heart.

"Su Qinian, you have framed senior brother again and again, and you will be suppressed here today. You don't listen to advice and go your own way. As a senior brother, I will wake you up now! I Wudang "Turtle and Snake Art" On the eighth floor, there is a style of boxing called the five-color melting furnace! Tai Chi reincarnation, five elements reincarnation, I will use this furnace to suppress you today, so that you can truly know what is the height of the sky and the depth of the earth!"

boom!

In an instant, Gu Yuehe made a move. He suppressed it for a long time, but as soon as he made a move, he was moved like a thunder.

Qi and blood surged out like a mighty Yangtze river, and the bones and marrow screamed. Behind it, the air in a radius of several feet twisted violently, and then, a flaming, solid Pegasus horse descended across time and space.

The bright yellow eyes are like two suns, shooting out dazzling rays of energy and blood. The horses are riding on the horses, and the mounts that pull the chariots of the gods in the heavens. The joint efforts of sweaty horses are far behind.

"Tianma takes shape! The eighth level of "Tortoise and Snake Art" is complete!"

In the four directions of Yiyuantai, many disciples of the Sixth Academy exclaimed, unable to hide the envy and sigh in their eyes. After the seventh level of "Turtle and Snake Art" has been completed, it will be even more difficult to be promoted to transcendence. Otherwise, more than a thousand disciples in the entire outer courtyard, Nor will there be only a dozen or so talents who have made achievements, and they are all the targets of all peaks and all veins.

In comparison, even the Foundation Establishment disciples such as Wei Qinghu who have penetrated several twelve canons are far behind and are not valued.

hum!

When the Tianma came into the world, Gu Yuehe embraced the void with both hands, and a five-color melting furnace turned, and the five-color divine radiance flowed, appearing in the sky above Su Qinian's head.

The five-color melting pot, which is about ten feet high, is crystal clear like precious jade, with three legs and two ears, ups and downs in the void, and the boxing environment belonging to the turtle and snake fist pervades the entire Yiyuan platform. Even some supervising deacons feel a little depressed. The boxing realm of the eighth form of Guishenquan is really too magnificent, even ordinary third-rate martial arts can't compare with it.

call!

The next moment, the lid of the furnace was lifted, and a waterfall of vigorous energy and blood fell down like a raging fire, and then the body of the furnace was turned upside down, with the furnace mouth facing down, falling towards Su Qinian town.

Standing on the one-yuan platform, Su Qinian stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes were calm and unmoved. He let the boxing state add to his body, and the five-color melting furnace fell, enveloping him and sealing him with a bang.

Gu Yuehe looked into Su Qinian's eyes, the eyes of the two met, and they never left each other's body. Seeing that Su Qinian didn't move, being suppressed by his five-color melting pot, Gu Yuehe suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart .

Looking at Qing Yu and Fatty again, although their eyes were solemn, they showed no trace of worry.

Be suppressed?

In all directions of Yiyuan Terrace, many disciples of the Sixth Academy were stunned. After only a moment, someone suddenly frowned, and looked at their feet, there was a faint beating of broken stones.

earthquake?

hum!

At this moment, there was a trembling sound, and with the Yiyuan Terrace as the center, the ground with a radius of two to three hundred feet began to vibrate faintly.

"wrong!"

On the Yiyuan platform, a supervising deacon stomped his feet fiercely with eyes like a torch, and the inner family's true energy was infused and fell on the black iron stone platform. (Ask for a monthly ticket, genuine subscription support, the atmosphere is brewing enough, but the writing is more laborious than usual, and it took a full four hours to get it done. Xie Yumeng and Daomeng, wait for the eruption after the new year.)

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