The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 247

Zhu Yuyan stumbled back a few steps, and Hou Hou quickly stepped forward to support her body, "Master, how are you?"

You could feel that Zhu Yuyan's body under her clothes trembled slightly, and she was obviously seriously injured, and she was shocked in her heart.

"It's fine as a teacher."

Zhu Yuyan's right hand firmly grasped Houhou's arm, her voice was steady, but she had to rely on Houhou's arm to stand up.

Zhu Yuyan's voice was as thin as a mosquito in Houhou's ears: "Bi Xuan is unfathomable and invincible. When we meet, the situation is not right, so I will withdraw first with my disciples."

Hou Hou nodded unconvincingly, a glimmer of gloom flashed in his heart, the master was defeated in the game, and he played against Bi Xuan himself, the result is probably not too bad.

Zhu Yuyan's defeat may have lost the invincible belief accumulated by the Yingui Sect over the past decades, and what was lost was the awe that other sects of the Demon Sect had towards the Yingui Sect.

The blow to the prestige of Zhu Yuyan and the Yingui faction is devastating.

Zhu Yuyan felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart. The sudden appearance of Song Xing made her feel the threat of Song Xing to Houhou. In order to destroy this threat, she even gave up another important thing and rushed to Come to Qingyang Temple.

She is a very ambitious woman. After she lost her love, her lifelong wish was to make the Yingui Sect the number one sect in the Demon Sect. For nothing.

There is a difference between a master and a great master, but the strength is a world of difference.

Seeing that even Zhu Yuyan was defeated by Bi Xuan, the expressions on the faces of everyone present at the Demon Sect became more and more serious. Although the prestige of the three great masters has been proven through countless fights, seeing the Queen of Yin defeated by Bi Xuan with their own eyes, That also meant that the last trace of the Demon Sect's face was trampled on by Bi Xuan.

Bi Xuan didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, perhaps in his heart, fighting a woman is a shameful thing, after injuring Zhu Yuyan, he turned his attention back to Song Xing who had been watching the show by the side: "Okay, is your biggest backer now?" Now, what are you going to do?"

A playful smile appeared on Song Xing's face, "Backer? Your Excellency Wu Zun, I think you made a mistake. The purpose of Yingui's sending of Laojun Temple is the same as yours. For me, if a robber enters the door, do I have to divide it?" Is it a priority?"

Bi Xuan was ridiculed by Song Xing, and his face sank: "Bandits? My apprentice saw these two boys before, but he was very polite. You are the one who doesn't behave."

Song Xing smiled: "Wu Zun wants the formula of longevity, yes, let's exchange it with your Yanyang Qigong."

Bi Xuan's face darkened, and an oppressive aura slowly rose, instantly suppressing the heartbeats of all the people in the Demon Sect present, feeling that the whole world was pressing on him, and he couldn't even breathe.

There is a natural moat between the Xiantian Grandmaster and the ordinary warriors, and the entire sky is separated between the Xiantian Grandmaster and the warriors. The ordinary warriors who can be suppressed by their momentum alone are heartbroken and unable to resist.

"You want my Yanyang Qigong?"

Although Bi Xuan's voice was very flat, everyone could hear his suppressed anger. The demon disciples with weak skills wished they could find a place to hide, so as not to face the oppressive feeling coming from all directions.

Enough to completely disintegrate the fighting spirit of a warrior, when he came to Song Xing, he walked past him lightly, not even a single hair on Song Xing's head was shaken.

Song Xing didn't seem to feel Bi Xuan's anger, and said in a very flat tone: "I heard that the Yanyang Qigong is the first among the many miraculous arts obtained by Wu Zun from the desert temple. Only then can I barely exchange for my apprentice’s formula of longevity.”

"Although the two of them did suffer a bit, Wu Zun came all the way to Qingyang Mountain, which shows his sincerity. I, the master, have made the decision. As long as I offer Yan Yang's miraculous power, the formula of longevity will be yours."

Bi Xuan looked at Song Xingfeng's calm appearance, but the anger in his chest miraculously disappeared. He looked deeply at Song Xing's face and said, "I'm really curious, what kind of confidence do you have to dare to be so peaceful?" I spoke."

Song Xing smiled and said: "The equivalent exchange proposed by Wu Zun, is it possible that you have regretted it now?"

Bi Xuan sneered: "In our Turks, if the cattle and sheep that we fancy cannot be traded and we want to get them, we can still get them through looting."

Bi Xuan knew that the young man on the other side was also a congenital master, so he took a step forward after speaking, his figure flickered, and afterimages appeared as he waved his sleeve robe, hitting Song Xing's head, neck, and chest.

Song Xing calmed down, and his steps flickered a few times, as if there was a silk thread hanging behind his neck in the sky, dragging his body to easily avoid Bi Xuan's attack.

Bi Xuan's steps changed, and he pressed on step by step. There was obviously no sound from his feet, but the people watching the battle around him seemed to be hearing thunder. 27 variations.

After 27 changes, the temperature in front of the main hall rose sharply again, and it was even more terrifying than when we fought with Zhu Yuyan just now, which made everyone in the Demon Sect change their expressions, and they all started to back away to avoid being accidentally injured by Bi Xuan.

While retreating, the eyes looking at Song Xing gradually began to change.

Among the people who came here, most of them saw Song Xing's youthful appearance, and subconsciously felt a little contempt in their hearts. Some even thought that Song Xing just relied on Song Wenshao's relationship to sit on the position of the master of the temple, or The shield pushed out by Bichen.

After all, even the Queen of Yin can't stop Bi Xuan, who else in the Demon Sect can be the opponent of the Grand Master.

The Demon Sect, which has been in the Central Plains for nearly a thousand years, is now defeated by a Turkic who is the number one expert in the Sect. Even An Long, who seems to be the most jovial among the crowd, feels a little aggrieved in his heart.

But the aggrieved is the aggrieved. When it comes to judging the situation, the people in the Demon Sect are the most realistic. Even if they are dissatisfied, no one is so stupid as to step forward to seek death.

Seeing Bi Xuan take action against Song Xing, there was only a trace of sadness in his heart.

Only Wan Hou, who had fought against Song Xing, had a guess in her heart that even she herself thought was impossible.

The 27 changes were over, and at the moment when the power of Bi Xuan's moves reached its peak, Song Xing finally moved!
Stepping out with one step, the bluestone square with a diameter of [-] meters jumped up suddenly under this stomp.

Beating together was Bi Xuan's unbelievable eyebrows.

Song Xing raised his hand and pressed down on the Turkic Martial Venerable. Between the muscles and membranes, strength surged, and the momentum of blood flowing in the blood vessels roared like little dragons.

Under the infusion of Huangtian's zhenqi on the ninth floor, Song Xing's palm seemed to be collapsing like a mountain, tilting and falling down, like a pillar supporting the sky collapsing, making the world pale.

Endless blood gushed out from his body, and with a single palm strike, even the space in front of him had the illusion that it was about to collapse.

Facing the hardest point of Bi Xuan's attack, Song Xing used his palms to fists to break through the rigidity with strength. Between the vertical and horizontal qi, he collided with Bi Xuan's fist that could destroy the world.

The fists and palms intersected silently, but the surroundings are changing!

The air was torn apart, and the bluestone under his feet shattered towards the surroundings at a terrifying speed. What was even more frightening was that the surrounding ground, as if torn apart by an earth dragon, began to appear large and large cracks.

The earth is shaking!

The entire Qingyang Temple seemed to be shaking in the confrontation between the two!
The onlookers thought it was an illusion, but when they calmed down, they realized that it was not an illusion. Under the impact of the true energy of the fight between the two, the main hall and side halls of the Qingyang Temple began to crumble, and they were about to collapse.

"Get out of the vicinity of the main hall, the main hall is about to collapse!"

Just the aftermath of the attack almost razed Qingyang Temple to the ground. Everyone was shocked and fled towards the outside of the temple.

Before crossing the square and escaping the gate, the hall behind him collapsed inch by inch with a sharp tearing sound, bringing up smoke and dust all over the sky!
(End of this chapter)