Rebirth of the Furnace

Chapter 137 Take My Three Palms
"Little Junior Sister!"

With a cry, several figures like black dots flew to the mountain gate in an instant, Pei Yeyang and Wang Lezhi joined the battle circle without saying a word, Cheng Wushuang stood beside Ye Zixuan, and said in a low voice: "Hold on for a while, the uncle is setting up formation again. When the formation is activated, we can hold on for a while."

Cheng Wushuang saw that Ye Zixuan's expression was not good, and thought that she had consumed too much spiritual energy with Moxiu, but he didn't know that she was affected by her mood.

Ye Zixuan smiled wryly and nodded.persist in?What's the use of persistence?Qingyun will break the formation, unless they can repel them, wouldn't it be a fight and a failure in the end after breaking the formation?

Qingyun squinted at Cheng Wushuang standing next to Ye Zixuan and whispering, his already bad face became even more livid.I haven't seen you for a few years, did Ye Zixuan change his taste?What is the old man next to her doing? Why is he standing so close!
With sour anger, he pointed his palm at Cheng Wushuang, the monks of the Mahayana stage destroyed the world, and it was easy to deal with a monk of the Jindan stage!

Cheng Wushuang was caught by a strong suction in an instant, and flew towards Qing Yun!

Ye Zixuan's expression changed, he grabbed Cheng Wushuang without saying a word, blocked him with a flick of his body, and at the same time shot a cold needle in his sleeve towards Qingyun!

She actually hit me? !

Thinking of this, Qingyun waved his palm slightly, and sucked the cold needle in his sleeve into his body, but never let it out again!

Ye Zixuan instantly lost contact with the cold needle in his sleeve, and immediately became furious.

The bastard!Not only against yourself, but also snatched away Xiao Huang, snatched away the cold needle in the sleeve, do you want to lose everything and be alone and helpless?

Ye Zixuan yelled, "I won't let you succeed!"

The Qingshuangjian's sword glow reappeared, turned into a little red glow and hit Qingyun like a shooting star. This sword condensed all her sword intent and aura, and it can't be hurt if you don't believe it!
Now, Ye Zixuan's mood is hopeless, it seems that only by causing harm to Qing Yun can she be happy.Seeing the playful expression of the stunning demon cultivator on the sedan chair, it seems that he never cared about her!Now, I decided to give up on her!Ye Zixuan gritted her teeth, she wanted to make Qing Yun regret it, and leave her mark on Qing Yun!
With a slight pain in his chest, Ye Zixuan panted heavily, and smiled sadly at Qingyun.

Qingyun didn't dodge the sword like a rainbow light, he seemed to be distracted elsewhere, Ye Zixuan made a sneak attack, and miraculously hit it!A sword pierced through his shoulder blades, and the purple battle robe was stained with blood. Qing Yun supported the sedan chair, paused for a moment, and stood up abruptly!
The blood dripped onto the sedan chair, but he didn't care. The coercion of the Mahayana period radiated, and everyone in the audience felt that their breathing was stagnant, and they couldn't help but want to worship at his feet!
"Stop!" Qing Yun said lightly, his gaze was like a knife, and he locked onto Ye Zixuan tightly.

"My lord!" His subordinates shouted.

The corners of Qingyun's lips curled up, and a faint smile was raised. He pointed at Ye Zixuan, and said in a calm tone, "You actually sneaked up on me... How about we play a game of gambling?"

From the beginning to the end, he didn't care about the injury on his shoulder, and let the blood gushes out, staining half of his battle robe.

"Yo!" Qing Shuangjian exclaimed, "I like this demon cultivator, it's crazy and ruthless!"

"Shut up!" Ye Zixuan sent over, feeling slightly annoyed, not even pointing at him with the green swords... But why didn't he treat the wound, wouldn't it hurt?Will he bleed to death?

"What gamble?" It was Cheng Wushuang who asked for her.

Seeing Cheng Wushuang's words, Qing Yun felt that a fire was burning from his heart to his brain, and the coldness in his eyes became more intense, and he said lightly: "I have three palms, if you can catch them, I will bypass the Baihe Medicine Gate , if you can’t catch it, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

"Okay!" Ye Zixuan said loudly, staring at Qing Yun not to be outdone.

If you want to bet, then bet!
For some reason, a faint hope still rose in her heart.

"No, Junior Sister!" Cheng Wushuang stopped her in a deep voice, "He is a monk at the Mahayana stage, and he can directly destroy your primordial spirit with just one palm, you can't take risks!"

Ye Zixuan looked firm, and looked at Cheng Wushuang: "Senior brother, if they attack by force, what are our chances of winning?"

Cheng Wushuang lowered his head: "The odds are...zero."

"Then you have a chance to try it now, why not try it?"

"If you bet with him, the chance of winning is also zero!" Cheng Wushuang yelled, wondering if Ye Zixuan's brain was cramped, and he still wanted to participate even though he knew he was going to die.

Ye Zixuan sneered: "It's death anyway, why don't you give it a try." After finishing speaking, she sent a voice transmission to Cheng Wushuang, "Senior Brother, I know him."

While Cheng Wushuang was stunned, Ye Zixuan walked out of the mountain gate, and placed a restraint in return, trapping everyone else inside the mountain gate.

She looked at Qingyun and smiled slightly: "Come on."

There was a sarcastic smile on Qingyun's beautiful face, his long and narrow eyes contained no emotion, and his demeanor was as cold as frost.The coercion on him spread far away, and the subordinates of Moxiu also retreated one after another. They knew how terrifying the Lord's strength was.

"You go back first." Qingyun suddenly looked at the little zodiac that had been falling on his shoulder, and with a thought, he took it back to the magic weapon of space.

"Squeak!" Xiao Huang yelled before returning to the magic weapon of space. It didn't want the master and the acting master to fight. These two people are very good.

"The first palm." Qing Yun suddenly said to Ye Zixuan, and lightly slapped him.

Like a wall slapping her face, Ye Zixuan's hair was blown up with a huge momentum, and the light of Suixin mirror rose sharply, and the spiritual energy in her recovered body surged out, catching Qingyun's palm!But her figure was still blown away by the violent force, and the slender blue shadow flew out backwards, bumped into the restraint set by herself, broke through the restraint with a bang, and was caught by the disciples!
"Elder Ye!"

"Uncle-"

"Little Junior Sister!"

Everyone yelled in various ways and caught Ye Zixuan. They were also shocked by the huge spiritual energy and felt severe pain in their lungs. Many people vomited blood, and the disciples with low cultivation fainted on the spot...

Ye Zixuan almost lost consciousness, her whole body's bones seemed to be broken, she didn't vomit blood, but blood oozes all over her body, dyeing her white elder clothes a little red.Under the severe pain, she was helped up by her disciples, and the Immortal Extinguishing Art moved quickly, filling her body with spiritual energy, which made her feel better.

Even though it was such a pain, Ye Zixuan secretly rejoiced that with Qingyun's cultivation, it would be no problem to smash her into scum with one palm, so he was merciful.

Qingyun stood there leisurely, expressionless, and said lightly: "You are not my opponent, back away."

Ye Zixuan coughed twice, and the aura from the green swords in her body healed her injuries. She held her chest with one hand, and moved forward slowly.

"I took the first palm, the second palm, come on!"

She was smiling, but she laughed ferociously because of the pain. Some of the disciples behind her couldn't help crying. Everyone thought she would die soon!In fact, she also felt the same way, but she didn't back down, she, Ye Zixuan, was also a stubborn person!If Qingyun wants to fight, she will defend, and she will not back down no matter what!
The pupils of the eyes shrank suddenly, setting off a monstrous rage, Qing Yun pursed her thin lips, and said in a cold voice, "You really want to die, don't you?"

"Yes!" Ye Zixuan said loudly.

He was furious, and said coldly: "Then I will fulfill you!"

The second palm rolled up the aura of heaven and earth, like a violent wind and waves, even the sky changed color, everyone couldn't help the howling wind, they all backed up two steps, and Ye Zixuan was like a leaf fluttering in the wind!She couldn't stop shaking, but she held on and didn't move a bit!

"Take it!" Qingyun's mouth curved into a strange arc, and he slapped the palm out.

Ye Zixuan narrowed his eyes, and finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. The force was so great that it knocked her into the air, flew far enough, passed the mountain gate, and finally landed on the square of the main hall.

There was a puddle of blood under her body, and the magic circle painted on her cassock was all broken, and her hair was covered with black hair, which was stained by blood and condensed into strands on the stone slab.

That spiritual energy was so strong that it directly penetrated into her body, perhaps it would shatter her heart veins and devour her primordial spirit in the next moment.Ye Zixuan is very strange, he is very conscious now, could it be that he is returning to the light?

"Little Junior Sister!"

Cheng Wushuang and others rushed over first, but they didn't dare to touch her, but squatted beside her. They wanted to save her, but they had to figure out her condition first.

"Let's work together to draw out the spiritual energy in her body!" Cheng Wushuang said in a deep voice.

"Okay!" Pei Yeyang, Wang Lezhi, and Ou Yazi responded in unison.

But before they could make a move, Ye Zixuan sat up on his hands.

"Little Junior Sister!" Several people shouted, Cheng Wushuang was burning with anxiety, "Don't move around..."

"I'm fine..." Ye Zixuan waved his hands and looked down at himself in surprise.

She thought she was going to die, but the strange thing was that Qing Yun's palm, which gathered the aura of heaven and earth, patted her dantian and merged into her body, but instead of swallowing her aura, it merged with her aura and began to repair it. Think of her wounds.It turned out that he was seriously injured and painful, but after receiving this palm, he felt better.

So she looks horrible now, covered in blood, but her injuries are better than before.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Ye Zixuan smiled at them with a bloody face, and Ye Zixuan made a weak expression, and flew towards the mountain gate with his toes.

Since Qing Yun was acting, she naturally had to cooperate.

She landed in front of the mountain gate, and walked out of the mountain gate step by step, with a long trail of blood trailing under her feet, which was shocking.

Qingyun looked at her coldly, a ray of worry flashed almost imperceptibly in his eyes.That woman is really stupid. Can you stop the bleeding first?Want to bleed dry?Or are you so stupid that you don't know how to show mercy?

"The third palm, come on." Ye Zixuan smiled slightly and opened his mouth.

Without saying a word, he slapped his hands and went out.

This palm looked inconspicuous at all, everyone only saw a transparent palm, flying towards Ye Zixuan in the direction Qingyun slapped, and when it landed on her chest, she fell limply.

But all the demon cultivators knew that this was his most ruthless move, which turned the visible into the invisible. It looked inconspicuous, but it was powerful. Otherwise, the female cultivator would not have fallen down without any resistance.

　In the movie "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji: The Demon Cult Leader", there is a plot of "take my three palms". At that time, I really liked Xiao Zhao...

　　
　
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