Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 96

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A young girl with a beautiful appearance and a graceful snow-like back is colder than the bright moon in the sky. At this moment, her blue hair is rippling like a waterfall, and the Chilong beast roars under her feet.

She clenched her fists, her fists grasping the vicissitudes of the situation, she was on the top of the crowd, and a deep majestic aura swept all directions.

She overlooked the void, her eyes were colder than this winter, there was a dragon's roar that shook people's souls, accompanied by her fist falling, without any fancy, but it seemed that even the rivers, lakes and seas were about to be shattered under this punch.

"Chilong Fist! Royal heir!"

One day, the deacon of Frost Valley saw the reality and exclaimed.

This punch was too domineering, a crimson punch that was as crystal clear as blood jade, pierced through the sky, pierced through the air, and the air waves were like a sea, drowning the famous figures of the Four Elephant Dao and the Three Schools in one fell swoop.

Boom!

As if the gods had dropped a hammer, the earth trembled violently, and large cracks spread out, several feet long.

At this time, everyone looked up at the sky, and in the minds of many young people, for more than ten years, they would never forget the picture in front of them.

A beautiful and cold girl, surrounded by a red dragon shadow, she stood in the wind and cloud, wherever her eyes passed, many martial arts masters couldn't help avoiding their eyes, not daring to face this sharpness and majesty.

"The princess!"

At this time, there was commotion at the outermost edge of Xueyan Mountain. Some people in the local garrison shouted, and the soldiers moved in unison, and gathered in front of the stone gate.

"Could it be, the only daughter of the Demon King of this generation, the Princess of Hanyang personally appointed by the Emperor of Han!"

"The Chaoyang of the great man can't be wrong. This is a Chilong chariot, which is custom-made by the Ministry of Rituals. Except for the concubines above the imperial concubine, in the whole world, only the princess of Hanyang owns a Chilong chariot."

All directions were shaken, the world-famous Princess Hanyang actually came to the Moyun Mountains, and even showed such a shocking force in all directions.

"No, it's not her real cultivation, she doesn't have a real energy field, it's using Chilong Fist as a guide, borrowing the energy and blood of that Chilong beast!"

There is a protector of the Biluo Sword Sect with blazing eyes, telling the truth, which makes many people in the Jianghu breathe a sigh of relief. After all, the princess of Hanyang is too young, only fifteen years old, if he is not even a second-rate person. Cultivation is too scary. For the younger generation, I am afraid that only the four outstanding people on the dragon and tiger list here can keep abreast of each other.

"What a peerless beauty. I have heard the name of Princess Hanyang for a long time. Why don't I meet you?" Shi Wusheng said.

"The monk's wine is better, beauty Huapi, Amitabha!"

The little monk Mingjue shook his head, he shook his bamboo stick, there seemed to be the sound of water in the Ming rice wine gourd, he smiled openly, his eyes were hazy with drunkenness.

"Wudang Qingqian, met Hanyang Princess."

This is Qian Tian Yijian opening his mouth. He is as rich as a dragon and has an aura like a fairy. At this time, seeing the world-famous Princess Hanyang, a light flashed in his pupils.

"My fair maiden, a gentleman is so greedy, I can't get what I want, tossing and turning, tossing and turning, hey, I can't sleep..."

Luo Shuang, a poor scholar, shook his head, his tone was uneven, the "Book of Songs" became yin and yang in his mouth, and it always turned people off. Some disciples from aristocratic families have read poetry and books, and their talents are not low. At this time, the corners of their mouths twitched. If they were not afraid of their force, Most of them couldn't help but want to punch him.

On the chilong chariot, the girl walked like a dragon, accompanied by the shadow of a red dragon. She was like a sharp arrow, ignoring the shouts of the garrison general, and fell into the place ten feet in front of the stone gate.

"rush!"

Seeing the general of the garrison galloping with the cavalry and was about to reach the front, I don't know which one in the crowd shouted, thousands of people in the rivers and lakes moved together and rushed towards the stone gate.

Su Qinian also moved, he walked through the crowd, his whole body seemed to be slippery, every time people touched his body, it was as if they were moved away by an invisible force, he was like a fish swimming, , to more than ten feet in front of Shimen.

And in this short period of time, Su Qinian saw the girl's figure like the wind, even with only the power of blood left, she quickly crossed the land of ten feet and arrived in front of the stone gate. In an instant, the girl felt a sensation, their eyes met in the void, and the corners of their mouths moved slightly, as if they wanted to say something, but the next moment, the girl's figure was swallowed by the distorted air.

Tens of zhang away, Qian Tian Yijian's gaze sank slightly. Although he didn't move, some other Wudang disciples who had arrived had already moved. He grasped everything in front of the stone gate with a keen mind, and immediately captured this scene.

"Brother Su, don't worry, brother is here to help you get out of trouble."

call!

In an instant, the palm disciple of Lion Peak moved. He sank into the crowd like a hurricane, and dozens of people were blown away.

not good!

Su Qinian's heart beat wildly, Qiantian's sword was fixed on him, at this moment, he was still three feet away from the ten feet in front of the stone gate.

"Boy, you are very slippery. At such a young age, you also want to seize fortune!"

This is a Huashan disciple, close to the age of weak crown, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he patted Su Qinian's shoulder with one hand.

The air shattered, the force of this palm was heavy, and its strength was Hunyuan, surpassing the power of a bloody BMW, but it was still far from the power of a Pegasus. Obviously, this person's "Hunyuan Gong" has surpassed the power of a horse. After passing the seventh level, he entered the eighth level of kung fu practice.

boom!

In an instant, Su Qinian didn't dare to keep any more, and the Qi and blood belonging to the eighth layer of "Turtle and Snake Art" burst out. In an instant, it seemed that a thunderbolt exploded. Under the horrified gaze of the Huashan disciple, an astonishing wave The power of qi and blood washed over like a huge wave, Hunyuan's palm strength collapsed, and he was blown away like a straw.

Boom!

Su Qinian trampled on the ground with his right foot, as if the drums were beating, he knocked several people into the air and advanced nearly three feet.

what!

At this moment, some people in the rivers and lakes were shocked. This young man who seemed to be about the same age as the princess suddenly became so vigorous, and the gushing blood seemed to surge like the Yangtze River.

Ok?

Qing Qian raised his eyebrows, Su Qinian's sudden outburst was really beyond his expectation, but he didn't care, he pointed his right hand together to form a sword, and with a snort, a pure white sword energy shot out, winding and circling in the void , like a swimming snake, spanned twenty feet in an instant, wrapping around Su Qinian's waist.

However, in the blink of an eye, the pupils of this Qiantian Yijian shrank slightly for the first time, because the sword energy was entangled, and he couldn't help it. The figure belonging to Su Qinian was like a mirror, shattered by the sword energy. all over the floor.

there!

The next moment, in Qing Qian's sight, Su Qinian's figure flashed, and he entered the place ten feet in front of the stone gate.

Turning around, Su Qinian took a look at the Taoist Qing Qian who stopped ten feet away, the outside sound disappeared when he reached the ten feet in front of the stone gate, and the surrounding was completely quiet.

Just for a moment, Su Qinian used the soul deterrent technique to draw the gaze of the Taoist Qing Qian into a phantom, even if it was the second stage of "Ecstasy Dafa", it would confuse the heroes like the dragon and tiger list, in this short breath , consumed nearly half of his mental power.

The eyes of the two met silently, Taoist Qing Qian nodded towards him, and did not make any more moves. The disciple of the Lion Peak's palm peak had a calm gaze, but even though the stone gate blocked him, Su Qinian could still catch a few moments from the depths of his pupils. Very dangerous taste.

This was a silent confrontation. Su Qinian seemed to be slightly better, but he had a deeper understanding of the gap between them. He was more eager to build a foundation, but he also had ambitions. A gentleman's heart is like the sun and the moon. To try to reach a higher realm, let alone before, the girl had warned him not to build a foundation too early.

Thinking about it, more than ten people broke into this ten-zhang world, including the younger generation, as well as the older generation, famous figures and masters from various sects, and various aristocratic families.

It's a pity, however, that in this land of ten feet, all internal strength and cultivation bases have been sealed off, only the qi and blood of the body are preserved. Su Qinian felt the pressure on his back, but he didn't care, the skin membrane rippled like ripples, and the wind The comprehension of sitting in the water was developed to an extreme by him running the whole body.

Boom!

Immediately, like a sharp arrow, he left the string, crossed ten feet, and sank into the shrinking twisted air. (Visitors at home at noon, please forgive me for being late, please recommend tickets, ask new book friends to collect, the blood starts to move.)

(End of this chapter)