"The gods are divided into yin and yang. The masters produce Yin God, and the great masters produce Yang God! At this time, the physical body has all kinds of unpredictable abilities, and even the heart veins are intermittent and resurrected from the dead, it is just a waste of time!"

Fang Ming glanced at Ning Daoqi who was silent and said nothing, "Is it because of this that you have the confidence to fight Song?"

Ning Daoqi smiled bitterly: "Brother Song's words are thought-provoking. He summarized martial arts from another level, which actually made all the words I had thought of before useless..."

"You rely on your immortality and seem to have an agreement with Fan Qinghui, and agree not to kill me, Song Que? Let me retreat with the difficulty?"

Fang Ming smiled.

Ning Daoqi showed a shocked look on his face: "Where did Brother Song know?"

"Song guessed casually, it was true..." Fang Ming said, "If Song died, Lingnan would inevitably fall to the enemy of the Li family and never stop. Therefore, you even agreed to leave Song's life? Ning Daoqi, what's your virtue? How dare you be so arrogant?"

Ning Daoqi smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Song is so proud of me! I never like my seriousness, so I have to Zhuang Zhou's Huiqi, and I love him even more about being born in the world and following the way of nature. Otherwise, I won't have to embarrass you here tonight."

"It turns out that what you are seeking is to eliminate life, death, longevity, success, failure, gains and losses, right and wrong, praise and criticism, transcend all desires and goodness, and regard the world and all things as one with oneself. I don't know that there is a "superior" way of me or not... Unfortunately, heaven is still short of things, let alone people?"

Fang Ming said: "My martial arts is to 'nothing else besides me', and 'Hu Wuren, Han Daochang' is the purpose of Song's actions! Telling you in advance is to let you not be scruples about the 'Sanshou Bapu' you will be later, otherwise you will die miserably!"

"Brother Song seems to be very confident in killing the old Taoist?"

Ning Daoqi said in surprise.

"The Yang Shen is the crystal of the firm thought, it is vast and infinite, the sympathy of heaven and man, and the recovery ability of the human body is unparalleled, and it can even continue the heart meridian. I summarize this situation as 'The heart dies and the spirit lives'!"

"Brother Song's words are incisive and in line with the situation of the old Taoist!"

Ning Dodge's key point.

Kou Zhong also felt his scalp numb because Song Que showed him a mysterious realm in martial arts. The performance of Ning Daoqi and Song Que both mean that the two have reached this level steadily.

"It's just...even if the 'heart dies and the spirit lives'! It also has its limit. If the Yang God is destroyed by the powerful force in an instant, it will be that both the body and the spirit will be destroyed! No more fortunate!"

"Drinking the dew of Mulan in the morning, and eating the fallen heroes of autumn chrysanthemums in the evening... Those who practice Taoism should be so idle and wild cranes, pursuing the ultimate of martial arts and life... Ning Daoqi, you are called Taoist sect and are actually Taoist thief. Today, it is a punishment from heaven!"

Every time Fang Ming said, his aura became stronger. After a sudden step forward, the whole world seemed to be empty. The terrible vitality and essence formed a vortex, which was continuously absorbed by the acupoints around him, forming a terrible "black hole" in Kou Zhong's spiritual sense!

Kou Zhong took a few steps back and stared at this, perhaps a battle that determines the future.

Ning Doqi put his hands together and said with a peaceful expression: "It seems that Brother Song has a deep prejudice against Doqi, which is really a pity!"

"It's useless to say more, look at the knife!"

Fang Ming stretched out his hand and held the handle of the sky sword. In this moment, his people, swords, and even the world seemed to have formed a whole without flaws, with no beginning or end. The amazing sword force was like a monster opening its huge mouth and covering Ning Daoqi.

Ning Daoqi still put his hands together, his eyes were bright and bright, and his eyes were just bright.

"Clam"!

The sky knife is unsheathed.

At the intersection of heaven and earth, the sound of the surging Yangtze River rushing came, full of solemn and murderous aura. The sky sword cut into the void, and the sword light shone. The vitality and death aura of heaven and earth were concentrated at the edge of the blade, and the stars and moon in the sky were immediately overshadowed. This feeling was extremely strange and strange, difficult to explain and cannot be described.

Kou Zhong could no longer see Fang Ming. What he saw was the sky sword breaking through the air, crossing two feet of space, and hitting Ning Doqi directly.

At the same time as the Tiandao attacked, Ning Daoqi rushed forward, and his closed hands separated, as if he had predicted the changes in Fang Ming's movements, as if he was pounced but not pounced, as if he was slow or fast, but his speed was unpredictable, which made people feel a headache and was even more elegant and beautiful. Suddenly he jumped into the air and rushed down.

"Peng"!

Ning Daoqi's robe sleeves were swollen and curved, and he blocked Fang Ming's sword that captured the fate of heaven and earth.

His elegant and ancient figure flew up with the force, and the movement of moving through half a foot of space was completed in an instant, and suddenly landed three feet away, looking directly at Fang Ming:

"My scattered hands and eight pounces are essentially about the word "empty". The word "empty" can bring vitality, so this is infinite, pure and empty, then this is real, and even between the real and the state is different, it is nothing but natural way, it is mysterious and mysterious, neither big nor small! Brother Song must be careful!"

Suddenly, he shook his clothes and walked forward, and his hands turned into little birds that were playing with each other, chasing them in front of him, and he was having a lot of fun fighting. He forced himself to go to Fangming, and his techniques were created by the real and the transformation was endless.

At this time, Ning Daoqi's face appeared as innocent as a child playing with birds. He looked around and looked at the little birds with virtual hands jumping up and down, chasing the strange situation of playing in the air. Kou Zhong felt an invisible tree, and the birds were lively and full of business play among the trees. All the movements seemed to be unintentionally, but they were meticulous, making him unable to tell what is true? What is false? What is false? What is reality?

Facing Ning Daoqi's real relationship, and his pounce was completely inconspicuous, Fang Ming did not look at Ning Daoqi's palm. The sword's momentum changed, tightly wrapped around his whole body, like a golden light flowing, which made people unable to grasp the position of the Tiandao's next moment. His body rotated with the knife and was driven by the knife. It was both natural and smooth, and it was like a bird flying and fish swimming, flawless and brilliant.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

A sky knife suddenly added to the flapping birds.

At this time, each part of Fang Ming's hand became a tool to destroy the enemy. With the handle, blade body, and handle, the virtual bird strike launched by Ning Doqi in any way that people could never imagine. The two birds could penetrate into any gap like real birds. The other party launched a close-range attack like a sudden rain, without any gaps, and mercury was pouring into the ground.

Both sides used their strange moves, using fast against fast, without any delay, and both sides attacked and defended as they wished. Their compactness and intensity also implied the meaning of freedom and elegance, which was so brilliant that it was difficult to describe in any language.

With Kou Zhong's eyesight, he had to be confused and felt that he had worked very hard to follow, and his scalp was even more numb. He knew that no matter whether it was Song Que's Tiandao Sword Technique or Ning Daoqi's Sanshou Bapu, he could not take any moves.

After another slight sound, the two of them replied to the confrontation between the distance, as if they had never taken any action.

Kou Zhong almost didn't blink.

In the past two moves, Fang Ming and Ning Daoqi attacked and defended one by one, and then defended one by one, and it seemed that neither side had any advantage and was evenly matched.

And he also learned from these two great masters, and the benefits he gained were indescribable.

"really……"

Fang Ming sighed: "Martial arts have reached our level, and any ordinary moves and techniques have reached their peak. Don't waste your time anymore. Ning Daoqi, after you use your grandmaster, the last pounce of the sympathy of heaven and man!"

Ning Daoqi said leisurely: "Brother Song can block my bird pecking with one knife, which shows that he is extremely clever. I feel embarrassed to take out the remaining few pounces and show my shame. Only this last pounce comes from Zhuangzi's famous "Xiaoyaoyou". Since its creation, I have never used it to fight against the enemy. I also ask Brother Song to correct it!"

The next moment, his arms suddenly spread out, like a huge Kunpeng spreading his wings, majestic as if the clouds hanging from the sky. A long roar towards the sky, and read Zhuang Zhou's "Xiaoyaoyou" in a vast tone: "There is a fish in the north of the west, whose name is Kun. Kun is so big that it is not known how many thousands of miles; it turns into a bird, which is called Peng. Peng's back, which is not known how many thousands of miles; it flies in anger, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky."

The energy is soaring like the waves of the sea, shaking everything down, and like a tornado hurricane sweeping across the sky.

Kou Zhong retreated again and again, almost reaching the edge of the cliff, and his face was full of disbelief. Ning Daoqi's last pounce, which was really powerful enough to change the color of the world!

"good!"

Fang Ming exclaimed, holding the handle of the sky sword in both hands, and a huge sword light soared into the sky. The night sky suddenly became cloudy and rainstorms were pouring.

It was pitch black, and the sword light of the sky sword was like a huge lightning, tearing apart the sky and slashing down with a powerful force like opening the world.

"There is a dark sea in the north of the Qingfa, which is the Tianchi Lake. There is a fish, which is thousands of miles wide, but no one knows how to cultivate it. It is called Kun. There is a bird, which is called Peng, with its back as Taishan, and its wings as clouds hanging from the sky. It is shaking and the sheep's horns are rising ninety thousand miles away, and it is gone through the clouds and carrying the blue sky!"

Faced with this peerless sword, Ning Daoqi kept chanting, and his whole body flew into the sky like a big roc, with the clouds falling on the blue sky. The space seemed to have become nothing in front of him, allowing him to pass through the heavy sword nets and fly to Fang Ming.

"drink!"

Fang Ming exhaled and opened his voice, his eyes shining brightly.

Click!

The heavy rain was pouring, and a thunder suddenly fell from the sky, attached to the body of the Sky Knife, and a circle of purple light lit up.

Fang Ming held a thunder sword in his hand, as if he had turned into the Nine Heavens Thunder God, dropping infinite anger and slashed it out with one knife. Its momentum was violent, but it also contained speed over slowness. It was clumsy. Although there was no change, there was no change in it, like the infinite heaven and earth, and the universe was endless.

"Liezi moved with the wind, which was very cool and good. He had been five days later. He had not counted the blessings. Although he was free from doing things, he still had something to wait. If he took advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth, and controlled the debates of the six qi to travel infinity, would he be evil? Therefore, he said: The most man has no self, the gods have no merits, and the sage has no name!"

Ning Daoqi chanted the last paragraph, with no sorrow or joy on his face, as if he was the saint who forgot his love, the most affectionate and saint, and no relatives and selflessness. With a wave of his hand, the six qi of heaven and earth were all in his palm, gathered together into a cocoon of energy. Suddenly, he closed and miraculously clamped the edge of Fang Ming's Heavenly Sword!

Time almost stopped at this moment.

bite!
Chapter completed!