The wind blows in heaven and earth.

A sudden strong wind arose, and the wind of the heavenly palace was the master. The practitioners of this sect were extremely fast and walked like the wind. It is said that after breaking through the life star, they could sit on the ground and walk for eight thousand miles a day.

However, there was a white figure, looking slow and fast. From the big stone beside the pope, to Ning Yi, it almost swept past. In the sight of many practitioners of the holy mountain, they only saw the white figure hovering and sucking their palms slightly, and an ordinary long sword was sucked out of the sheath of a robe Taoist in the distance.

Zhouyou walked on the gravel, and a long path exploded on the road, and arrived first. He came to Ning Yi, drew his sword from bottom to top, and the blade flew across the wind curtain to create an arc-shaped flowing stream.

Feng Queque, whose body was hit in an extremely rapid posture, his pupils contracted, and he did not choose to retract his palms and return, but instead smashed it down with a palm in his original posture.

The wind in the sky palace is lingering, the wind is lingering, and the body is practiced, how can a mortal sword be used to?

A clear collision sound rang out.

Zhou You's knife tip was pierced in the palm of Feng Queque's palm, and a thin white dot was poked out. The knife weapon burst and exploded inch by inch. The white-haired Taoist priest waved his sleeves with his other hand without expression. "Douque'er" put all the broken knife weapon into his sleeve, and shocked the sleeves violently.

Countless wind flowers exploded in front of the Master Feng Queque. The wind and blades that protected them rolled together, shattered and shattered without any movement. The white-haired Taoist priest inserted his half-handled knife into his palm, splashing a tent of blood.

After a moment of delay.

The shattered atmosphere spreads out—

The two of them crashed into a big tree in the back mountain, trembling with a loud bang.

The fallen leaves sway, like the sea.

Zhou You let go of the knife hand, took two steps back, his face calm, and looked at Feng Queque, who was nailed to the ancient tree by a broken knife, without saying a word.

Everyone saw the scene at this time.

So the house was silent and silent.

Ning Yi finally understood why just traveling around the Bodhisattva Temple in Xiling was enough to scare away many holy mountains. Even the Great Wall of the Great Sui Dynasty had to respect this young Taoist priest three times.

Because the "Tao" of "Tao Sect Travels Around" is the "Tao" among the "Shendao Sword" and also the "Tao" that "the great way is expected".

No one has ever said that Zhou You is proficient in swordsmanship. Ning Yi only thought that Mr. Zhou You is an elegant Taoist fetus, and his cultivation level is extremely fast, and he is only focused on pursuing the great way of immortality... But that knife that made everyone dumbfounded, directly shattered the Feng Queque Lord's body protection wind, and nailed this great practitioner in the Star Lord's realm to the ancient tree on the back mountain.

Zhouyou may just need a knife.

It may also be the first time he held a knife in his life.

This is the terrible thing about traveling around.

He is the fetus of Xiling Taoism. Whether it is the sword, sword, gun, and immortality... it is a kind of Tao. What he is following is a broad Tao, which contains all kinds of "Tao" of all creatures.

The white-haired Taoist priest stood in front of the ancient tree, and he looked at Master Feng Queque, his face as usual.

Zhou You did not look back and said calmly: "Ning Yi...continue."

Ning Yi's face was a little pale. He looked at the Qianshou Senior Sister. Her senior sister's expression was exactly the same as Zhou You. She signaled herself to continue talking with her eyes... The expressionless faces were indeed monsters.

Ning Yi felt a little calmer.

After Zhou You took action... Ning Yi knew what he should do.

He continued: "The attack method used by the shadow is the shadow killing of 'Yingtian Mansion' and the 'dark force' of Jianque."

These two sentences were not fabricated by Ning Yi. The shadow learned from the mixed story, and there are indeed shadows of various schools, including the magical shadows of "Yingtianfu" and "Sword Que".

As soon as the words fell, Yiwu Xingjun and Jian Queque, who had a ugly face, moved at the same time. They did not attack Ning Yi at the first time... The two great practitioners looked gloomy. The current situation looked more like a carefully designed situation. Waiting for themselves to jump into the fire pit, they clearly wanted to take action?

Zhou You, who was standing under the ancient tree, raised his eyebrows. Two extremely fast figures were beside him, one left and one right, and then they were as if they had hit two indestructible heavy walls. With a loud bang, countless smoke and dust were blown out, and then they flew backwards.

Out of thin air, there was a woman wearing a bulge of Yin and Yang. Qianshou's face was not fluctuating. His hands were raised up in front of him, and a huge star-shaped hand appeared out of thin air. With the gesture of Qianshou, one left and one right, pressing the foreheads of the two great practitioners in the realm of Star Lord, covering their whole body, sweeping over quickly in the smoke and dust, pressing Yiwu Star Lord and Jianqueque into two ancient trees.

Wood chips fly across and mud and stones splash.

The back mountain is not peaceful.

Several holy mountains are facing a great enemy and are about to take action.

Qianshou's voice came coldly: "Who dares to move?"

The place between two ancient trees.

The Que Master of Jianque was slapped and his consciousness was blurred. He then smashed hard on a giant tree. The ancient trees on the back mountain were almost as thick as seven or eight people hugged each other, and the texture was extremely tough. The smash did not break, but a very deep pit was smashed on the tree body.

The heavy sword was thrown away from its hands and drew an arc in the air. The moment it landed, the master of Jianqueque drew out the light sword from his waist and waved the sword to slash out.

The star giant's palm was torn apart by the sword energy, but it did not collapse directly, and a steady stream of starlight gathered.

The Master of Jianqueque knew that the Thousand Handed Star Lord was known as the strongest person in the Star Lord realm, so he was so energetic that he stepped on the pit of the giant wood, and his light sword hit the illusory star palm, trying to break through the suppression.

From Xiao Shuangshan, Qianshou used this Dharma image. He carried Zhao Rui's ban and let thunder fall on his body. He wanted to place Xu Zang's coffin under the ban all day long. What kind of physicality is this?

The sword energy fights against the starlight, and it is difficult to break the ban for a while.

On the other hand, Yiwu Xingjun, who was slapped into the ancient tree by a thousand hands, was not a strong practitioner. He had a pale face and a large string of blood hanging on his chest. He struggled a lot and found that he could hardly get out of his palm. He was about to pull out his hairpin and crush it. Before he crushed it, he could not sense the academy. He raised his head and looked at the back mountain of Shushan in disbelief. The floating order isolated all connections with Shushan.

No wonder Qianshou is so confident.

Even if I pinched this hairpin to pieces, there would be no sensation in Yingtian Mansion.

Did Lu Sheng actually set up such a ban on the back mountain?

What made Yiwu Xingjun even more desperate was the owner of the Shushan Mountain standing in the field. His momentum gradually increased, and then improved. Finally, a star giant with a solemn appearance rose from the ground, with only one upper body, expressionless face, and gradually stretched one arms after another behind him.

Pinching tricks, pinching seals, holding swords, holding swords, clenching fists, picking fingers... I can’t count them clearly.

A compassionate palm was put together in the middle.

"Thousand-handed..."

Yiwu Star Lord forgot the pain and murmured these two words. Before this trip, the Lord of Yingtian Prefecture repeatedly told him not to conflict with the Lord of the Small Mountain in Shushan...

He remembered what Qianshou said before, standing in the back mountain, saying that if Ning Yi had an accident, no one of the visitors from the Holy Mountain would want to leave. He had just regarded it as a joke before.

Now Yiwu Xingjun has no doubt that this crazy woman can really do this.

He saw the huge Dharma image behind Qianshou, and finally inserted the hairpin back to the back of his head and gave up the idea of ​​resisting.

The master of Jian Queque, who kept hitting the gap in the palm of his palm, but could not come out, put his whole body on the sword and suddenly felt the pressure stagnated.

After Thousand Hands cast the magic image, the huge star giant had a cold face and pressed his second palm against the first palm.

Palm-

With a loud bang, the ancient wood pit was doubled deeper, and a light sword was pressed to a curve and threw it out in an exaggerated manner. It was inserted into the ground, interlaced with the hilt of the heavy sword, making a clear sound.

The two sword weapons, one heavy and one light, crossed each other, trembling and shaking.

The Master Jianqueque looked at the huge star magic image and opened his mouth in shock, with a blank in his mind, not knowing what to say.

On the open space.

Zhou You stood under the Dharma image. He raised his head and his beautiful face was expressionless. After carefully examining the derivative and sculpting of the Thousand-Standard Dharma image, he was moved.

The white-haired Taoist priest whispered: "Master Qianshou, you are a genius."

The owner of the small mountain in Shushan said gently: "It won't take long to travel around and your achievements... will be higher than mine."

......

......

The dialogue between these two great stars was heard by everyone, and no one felt that there was anything wrong with it.

Zhou You said that Qianshou was a genius... Because he saw the difference in this Dharma image. If he followed the normal practice method and could condense six arms, it would be the Mahayana trend. Qianshou modified this technique... So today's scene of revealing the Dharma image.

As for Qianshou's praise for Zhou You, it is a sincere will to inherit the torch. Even if everyone in the world thinks that Zhou You is a genius, Qianshou will not be arrogant before meeting him. Only when she has truly met the real person will she give her own evaluation.

She disdains to follow the trend and will not praise her too much. She has always cherished her words like gold to outsiders... Shushan Thousand Hands.

The praises of these two great practitioners are based on three Star Lord practitioners of the same realm... The three great practitioners, one who was pierced by a mortal sword nail in the palm of his hand, and the two were slapped in the ancient wood pit by Thousand Hands. They had complex visions, shock, anger, resentment, fear, and all of them were there.

This scene will spread to the entire Sui world in the future. However, those who stand at the forefront of the storm and are thought of by several holy mountains to take revenge are not Zhou You and Qianshou.

But compared to the two star kings, Ning Yi is undoubtedly a "soft persimmon".

Ning Yi was also shocked by the scene in front of him at this moment.

He understood a little why Xu Zang was afraid of this Qianshou Senior Sister... The senior sister's hot temper was like fighting. Even the great practitioner of Xingjun was merciless. The practice of the Star Giant reached the level of the Senior Sister, and treating practitioners like Yiwu Xingjun was simply a cruel blow.

He came back to his mind, cleared his throat, and told all the ways of "shadow".

"The 'Qilin Jue' in Mount Li in the East."

"The 'covered willow' of Songyang Academy."

"The 'Dongxuan Finger' of Yuelu Academy..."

After Ning Yi finished speaking in scattered manner, he looked at the dull disciples of the Holy Mountain, and regardless of the scattered pot of the assassin's arrival fairly on every guest who came to attend Xu Zang's funeral.

I was smiling before, and none of the people who came to Shushan to see Xu Zang buried him could laugh.

Smile, you guys laugh.

Ning Yi sneered and said, "Who do you think there is something wrong?"
Chapter completed!