As early as the first time he came into contact, Shen Yuanjing knew that he could not handle it. He used the flower and jade and Tai Chi power together, landing all five points of the palm power on the ground. He followed the trend and retreated several steps back, leaving footprints one inch deep.

The remaining part of the force also made him feel uncomfortable. He coughed a few times, and before the turbid air was released, the second wave of the Moonlight Dharma King's attack came.

Naturally, Shen Yuanjing would no longer use his chest to catch it. He let it go sideways, hit the palms in succession, make one palm at the other, and hit the opponent's hand to eliminate his skills.

After two or three times, the Moonlight Dharma King reacted and accelerated the speed of his move. Shen Yuanjing had only time to change one palm, so he naturally could not resist the opponent's extremely penetrating internal strength, and he could not even use the flower-treating jade to guide him secretly.

The embarrassment at this time is different from the moment. He was really hit by himself with injuries. Although it was not particularly severe, he would not be able to bear it if he had too many times. He thought about it over and over again and again, he could not let Bai Yumen get involved, and he gave up the idea of ​​escaping and was ready to take a risk.

He saw him retreating violently, giving up a distance, bounced his hands continuously, and used his finger-blinking magical powers, and a series of energy hit the opponent.

The Moonlight Dharma King said inwardly: "I bully the small with the big and can't win quickly. It's already a very embarrassing. If you are asked to escape, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?" He made up his mind that even if Shen Yuanjing could break through the true energy of the Moon Demon and be injured, he would still kill him under his palm.

So he relied on his magical skills to protect his body, ignored it and chased him straight away. Shen Yuanjing attacked and retreated, retreating all the way to the stone wall just now. Seeing that there was no way out, he slashed his toes and stepped on the stone wall upside down, flying several feet high.

The Moonlight King hit the stone wall with a blow. At first glance, there seemed to be no change, but when he stomped his feet, the beaten part instantly turned into gravel and fell down. He paused for a moment before moving his feet again and chasing him up, fearing that the enemy would escape.

Shen Yuanjing stopped quickly and stood on a slightly raised stone more than ten feet high from the ground. His face looked solemn. He looked up at the moon, then looked down, pointed his right hand as a sword, and pointed directly below.

The Moonlight King looked up and saw that the moon was above the other person's head, as if it was falling from it, with white clothes floating like a banished immortal. His mind couldn't help but snatch it, and he secretly praised: "What a romantic young man!"

He also knew that the other party had set up such a large formation, and this move must be quite serious, but he really didn't want to drag it down any longer, so as to avoid long nights of dreams.

He came up, but there was no slight neglect in his hands. He was fully prepared and was confident that the two of them would collide. At most, he would be seriously injured and the other party would definitely die.

Shen Yuanjing saw the enemy's fists blooming with bright light, which not only pierced the night, but also melted himself into it, but his mind was still as calm as water, and he used all his strength. A little starlight suddenly emanated from his fingertips, like a meteor falling and crossing the sky.

When the Moonlight Dharma King looked at it again, his heart was shocked. From a distance, he felt a chill piercing into his bone marrow, and the sharp aura was unstoppable.

Such a move was perfect and flawless. He could not find a way to crack it. He wanted to retreat, but he could no longer do so. He had to temporarily change the trick, pinch his fist with one hand and pound it upwards; and hold the white light with the other hand to protect his whole body.

The two of them collided with each other, and the fist broke through the Vajra's body-protecting magical technique and hit Shen Yuanjing's chest; the finger sword was faster, and before the Moonlight Dharma King could catch it, it passed through the white light.

The barrier built by the Moon Demon's true energy was like a bubble, and it broke with one punch. Shen Yuanjing pointed his finger on his forehead, and then was knocked away by a punch, hitting the stone wall, falling down, coughing twice before he stood up.

The Moonlight Dharma King was much more relaxed, and calmly landed on the ground, let out a sigh of relief, and asked, "What is this trick called?"

Shen Yuanjing had blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his hair was covered with grayness, and he said, "Immortal flying from the sky!"

"Flying Immortal from the Sky?" The Moonlight King murmured and exclaimed: "The God Sword from the Sky, good name, good martial arts!" After that, the light on his body slowly dissipated.

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It was already the second half of the night, and there was silence around him, and even the birds were unwilling to sing. Shen Yuanjing took back the package, poured out a special medicine from the Wang family, sat cross-legged on the ground, using his energy to heal his wounds.

This time, when he encountered the enemy, the entire fight was calm and he was always at a disadvantage and had almost no chance to win. The Moonlight Dharma King's martial arts was indeed superior to him, but he was a little too obeyed the rules. Only when he succeeded was the same, he could suppress him tightly; the same was true for defeat, and he was unable to respond even to death.

In Shen Yuanjing's opinion, his personality is not suitable for the varied and strange martial arts of the Moon Demon Hand. If it is a more dignified and upright skill, he might have lost half his life here today.

Thinking of this, he sighed and murmured to himself: "I'm pursuing hard, isn't it just that I'm looking for another martial art that suits me? The road to seeking Tao is really difficult. If you are not careful, you will lose everything."

When the breath stabilized, he picked up the broken sword and walked step by step along the place where he had just fought, constantly eliminating all traces in his hand. He returned to the Moonlight Dharma King, bowed respectfully, and then said "offended", and then took the man's body and floated straight out.

The Tianli Sect is in great power. Shen Yuanjing is really unable to afford to mess with him now, nor can he cause trouble to the Wang family. The best way is to think that he has never met this person before.

There were many mountains in Mingzhou. He found a deserted place, picked up dead branches, burned them, and buried them on the top of the mountain. He rushed to the road overnight, and the next morning, he entered the city as if nothing had happened.

After showing off, I bought a horse and headed for Jingzhou. After ten days, I arrived at Shuangyue Mountain. There were no one on it. The wooden building and stone chamber was empty, with only some broken flags fluttering in the wind.

Shen Yuanjing found a village at the foot of the mountain. Before he could speak, a villager shivered. He found it and asked, it was indeed a robber who had seen him in the Yunzhou Mountains that year.

I heard from this man that after he came back that year, because all the three leaders in the leading company were killed, the remaining few wanted to take the lead, but they were not convinced, and they fought for a fight. The entire two-month thief was severely injured and was destroyed by the hostile forces.

This thief left his life because he had lame and retreated to the world. Most of the rest died. As for the Feixu Sword Technique, no one paid attention to it. There were only a few legends, which quickly disappeared.

Shen Yuanjing also breathed a sigh of relief. He only had half of his success at this moment, and it would be the best if he could not take action. He originally planned to go all the way from Mingzhou to Jingzhou, take a tour of Jingzhou, and then return to Pingzhou. Now he didn't dare to do so, for fear that any "young hero" would come forward to compete and expose his injuries.

So he returned to Mingzhou and rushed into the Yunzhou Mountains before martial arts people from all over the country came to visit.
Chapter completed!