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Chapter 177 Qinglong Xingjun Lu Zhongyuan

Thirteen Deadly Swords.

Wood and stone are deadly.

It is the last move of the Thirteen Death Sword Technique, and the last move often means a desperate fight and a desperate blow!

This is also the sad song that countless deadly killers shouted at the last moment - the Thirteen Deadly Swords were originally intended to take someone else's life, but now they have to use their own lives as bets!

Yao Yue was going to retract his right palm that was attacking from afar, his eyes narrowed and he said, "Good sword!"

Even with her skills, martial arts and knowledge, I have to praise this as a superb sword technique that is unparalleled in the world!

"It's a pity that's not enough!"

Yao Yue did not retreat but advanced, waved his hands and drew circles in the air. One strange and mysterious force after another came out of his palm, as if it was to form a large formation, and he wanted to put Xiaoxiang's long sword bag into it.

This is the most wonderful skill of "transferring flowers and jade". Su Weiyun has seen it in Hua Wuque and Lian Xing's hands.

However, this trick is different when used in the hands of Yaoyue.

Su Weiyun felt the world was spinning and the world was overturning. The Xiaoxiang sword was trembling and almost stopped listening to his commands. He wanted to escape!

Yao Yueda shouted: "Save it!"

The Xiaoxiang sword was shocked and suddenly threw it up and flew into the air, like a rootless duckweed falling from the sky in Jiuzhou.

Lu Zhongyuan flew over and saw the situation here, his face was terrified.

——A swordsman’s sword is the swordsman’s hand. How can he be knocked away by the enemy?

With the sword removed, Su Weiyun was even more stunned, obsessed and fascinated.

Why is this happening? When he used other sword moves before, he would never be able to grasp the hilt of the sword. Even if Yao Yue used the magical skill of moving flowers to connect the jade, he would just turn his sword edge aside.

How could he throw his sword away?!

——How should I use this trick to kill the wood and stone?

Su Weiyun began to doubt himself for the first time.

The moon stood proudly in the air, and the palm had fallen from the sky!

Su Weiyun was startled and turned around, jumped quickly, and used the "Spring Swallows Return to the Nest" technique to avoid this palm very dangerously.

Lu Zhongyuan rushed over, shouted loudly, circled his palms, and rushed towards Yao Yue's back like a thunder and lightning!

roar!

This stance has been combined with Shaolin's Fuhu Palm, Wudang's Zhenshan Iron Palm, Emei's Golden Palm, Kongtong's Yin-Yang Palm, Kunlun School's Flying Dragon Nine Palm, and Huashan School's Wind-Wind Soft Palm.

One move brings together the palm techniques of the six major schools, which is unheard of, and unsightly.

Yao Yue had to withdraw his palms and pressed against Lu Zhongyuan.

Bang.

The four palms are firm and not airtight.

The masters fight, and the internal strength is unique!

Lu Zhongyuan forced himself to hold Yao Yue back and took the opportunity to fight her life and death with her!

The internal force in Lu Zhongyuan's body poured out like a torrent of internal force, gritting his teeth, and it seemed that he would never stop with Yao Yue!

His face was red and blue, black and purple; but Yao Yue's face was always pale, white and transparent, as white as a ghost, Li Po, and the devil!

Yao Yue said coldly: "Lu Zhongyuan, you are not my opponent! Yan Nantianlai may not be able to defeat me!"

Lu Zhongyuan mocked, "If Yan Nantian was here, would he... still... be able to tolerate you... being presumptuous?!"

Before Yao Yue could speak, Lu Zhongyuan started talking to himself again.

"You only know Yan Nantian and Yan Nantian all day long. Can he help you now? It's ridiculous!"

Lu Zhongyuan's face changed: "Shut up!"

"You have to go to die in the hands of Yao Yue. Don't you allow me to speak?!"

Lu Zhongyuan clearly said something from his mouth, his tone was uncertain, and it seemed that it was said by two people.

Su Weiyun, the old woman, Lian Xing, Ni Shiba, Nan Guosheng and others all stared at Lu Zhongyuan in a daze.

No one knows how crazy Lu Zhongyuan was doing when he talked to himself like this.

"Lu Zhongyuan" was still talking to himself: "If you were willing to listen to me, you would have become the leader of the twelve astrological stars long ago. Can Wei Wuya be bullied on the face?!"

"I am the righteous way, you are an evil demon, how can you be a complicit?!"

"But Isn't the Five Awesome Divine Arts you rely on also I found for you?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's work together, yin and yang are transformed together, and use the five magical powers to defeat Yaoyue!"

Lu Zhongyuan's face suddenly became pitch black and white, as if it were a yin and a yang, gradually becoming one, and his hands trembled violently!

Yao Yue's face became paler, her lips shivered slightly, and she was actually at a disadvantage!

No one had ever thought that this famous "Nantian Hero" was a strange person with an abnormal personality!

And at this moment, he suppressed Yao Yue with a wonderful skill!

Everyone in the field was stunned and lost in their minds.

"Twelve Stars", "Six Sects of Tactics", "Great Sumeru Mountain Palm", "Five Awesome Magical Arts" - If Su Weiyun thought about it for a while, he would be able to react. The other identity, or another "personality", of this "Southern Heaven Hero", Lu Zhongyuan, is actually the mysterious "Qinglong Star Lord" among the twelve Stars!

But Su Weiyun was still thinking.

The moment he left the Xiaoxiang sword, he lost the most important sword, but seemed to have gained something.

——What kind of sword should be like for wood and stone to kill?

Wood and stone are deadly.

This name is very ordinary, far less majestic and cruel than the previous "Soul Chasing the Death", "Three Immortals Take the Death", and "Hell Take the Death".

But it is the final move of the Thirteen Swords.

From the crack of the stone, a small wood broke out from the ground, grew and sprouted, and eventually became a towering ancient tree. What kind of scene was that?

Looking at the vast desert, the vitality has been exhausted, and all the vitality has been taken away by the murderous sword technique, leaving only the vicissitudes of ancient tree in a hard rock.

Not only is it vicissitudes, ancient, but also lonely.

So lonely that there wasn't even a single flower blooming.

......

flowering.

It seemed like the spiritual light that created the world suddenly appeared in Su Weiyun's heart.

How can a tree have only "wood and stone" and no "new flowers"?

But what should be watered to bloom?

Su Weiyun's martial arts experience, sword skills, and various moves learned from the Five Awesome Magical Arts kept surging and rolling one by one, turning into nutrients, trying to water the flower.

Yao Yue's murderous mockery sounded again in Su Weiyun's ears: "It's a pity that's not enough!"

"Su Weiyun, do you have any other skills to save Murong Villa?"

Su Weiyun raised her head and saw Lu Zhongyuan and Yao Yue fighting each other.

Unlike others, the Lu Zhongyuan he saw was an immortal and a demon. One was a hero from the South Heaven whom everyone admired, and the other was a Qinglong Star Lord with twelve stars.

Using evil thoughts to cultivate righteousness, one righteous and one evil, one yin and one yang, and finally merge into one body and merge into one. This is Lu Zhongyuan’s real killer move!

"Lu Zhongyuan uses evil to cultivate justice, so I will bloom with murderous aura!"

Su Weiyun's originally clear, clean, and quiet mind suddenly turned into an endless aura of killing, violent and vicious aura.

All these emotions that had been hidden deep and unknown to him had emerged again.

The murderous aura surged in his heart, and the faces and figures of those who had been killed by him emerged from nowhere - it turned out that these people had never left and had been buried in his heart.

The red sun shines brightly.

In the desert, the vicissitudes of ancient trees carve the years.
Chapter completed!
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