Yangyue

In the early morning, accompanied by the wind and snow, the three figures on the top of Zuiqi Mountain were like the only brightly colored crows in the vast sky and earth. They had been fighting for nearly an hour and a half, and the white snow on the top of the mountain was sprinkled with bloodstains. Who shed blood.

Xiao Yangyue was hit by Huo Qiao and fell into the snow. He panted heavily, and reluctantly pulled out the Moon Sword from the snow, and stood up with his body wobbly. The moment he stood up, his left leg There was a heart-piercing pain from the bones, and the injury was already serious.

He has used the Qinglian swordsmanship several times, but his Qinglian swordsmanship has not yet reached the peak that his master can achieve, and Huo Qiao has broken them one by one without hurting his vitals.

Xiao Yangyue's physical strength was on the verge of being exhausted, and he was panting heavily, and he would no longer have the strength to use the Qinglian swordsmanship in two quarters of an hour at most. If he could not break through the swordsmanship in just two quarters of an hour He will become a huge drag on Fang Wuzhu.

However, what Qinglian swordsmanship requires is meditation, but Wu Zhuzheng and Huo Qiao are inseparable from each other, and if you are not careful, you will be in danger of life. This is how Xiao Yangyue meditates!

The sword energy of Huo Qiao's Nine Star Sword fluctuated from the sky above his head. Although Fang Wuzhu's sword and fan combined made him struggle, it was still not enough to shake his foundation.After a long fight, Huo Qiao was sweating profusely. He kept colliding with Fang Wuzhu's sword, and laughed loudly: "Fang Wuzhu! You really disappointed me!"

Fang Wuzhu just looked at him quietly, the blade in his hand and the fan were covered with blood, after he touched the ground, he quickly went up, and another burst of wind and snow that almost blinded people's eyes suddenly fell, and the pieces of snow were all over the place. Like a sharp blade that can smash everything, no matter if it is a tree or a mountain rock, everything that touches the snowflakes will be cut off.

In this wind and snow, ordinary people may be cut into flesh in an instant, and martial arts practitioners will be frozen to death within a few breaths due to the sudden freezing of internal forces in their bodies. The Luxue sword technique pioneered.

Huo Qiao: "Do you still want to use the Luxue sword technique again? You're really obsessed!"

With one move of the Nine Star Sword, the swirling snow was broken in the black wind, and hundreds of afterimages came from all directions, and the snow-white fans and snowflakes merged into one, like a sharp blade rolling meat The Taohua fan method is to turn the form of a fan into a hundred powers. The two moves complement each other and are full of murderous aura.

Huo Qiao opened his eyes. After mastering the Luxue swordsmanship, he used lightness kung fu and sword style to avoid being strangled by Taohuafan. Even though his body was cut with dozens of bloodstains everywhere, it was nothing more than a trivial matter to him. Injury, neither of them can hinder his martial arts in the slightest.

Watching the afterimage of the fan gradually disappear, the expression on Huo Qiao's face became more and more frenzied. He wanted to open his mouth to ridicule Fang Wuzhu's desperation, but suddenly felt an invisible air in his chest that sealed his throat, and then It quickly disappeared without a trace.

He has been fighting for a long time, and Huo Qiao's physical exertion is not small. He panted and looked at Fang Wuzhu. The latter seemed not surprised that he was able to break his own martial arts. Idlely held the sword and looked at him.

Huo Qiao was very sure that Fang Wuzhu had received several times of his sword moves. The Nine Star Sword was an evil sword, and its own sword energy would disturb one's internal force. Fang Wuzhu must have suffered serious injuries. The face is calm, but it is just that he can bear it with the help of Di'e Gang's kung fu that he practiced at the beginning.

Henry Zhang fell behind Fang Wuzhu, staring at him worriedly, Fang Wuzhu turned his head to meet his eyes, and his eyes were full of comfort.

Henry Zhang looked deeply into his eyes, although her heart was still full of worries, but she was mostly stable.He looked down at the bloody palms of his hands that had been worn by the handle of the knife, and closed his fingers. Even if these arms were destroyed, he would persist until the end.

The fight between the three of them almost turned the entire top of Zuiqi Mountain into ruins, with blood and gravel scattered everywhere. Huo Qiao stared at the two people in the wind and snow. Two quarters of an hour, and he has not broken through the final step of Qinglian swordsmanship, if this is the case, as long as Henry Zhang dies first, Fang Wuzhu will definitely be in chaos.

The three of Huo Qiao's thoughts are well known, Henry Zhang took the initiative to switch from offense to defense, Fang Wuzhu blocked all of Huo Qiao's killing moves against Henry Zhang, the Luxue Sword Technique and the Taohua Fan Technique, as long as he can use , Huo Qiao will be able to get rid of it.

Another quarter of an hour passed, Huo Qiao's chest rose and fell violently, he kept panting, staring at Fang Wuzhu with red eyes, his heart was shaking like a stormy sea, even though he had stronger internal strength and martial arts than anyone else in the world , but his internal strength is not endless, and after several attempts to crack Fang Wuzhu's moves, his internal strength is also greatly consumed.

On the other hand, Fang Wuzhu, why is he, a person whose meridians have been broken and not completely healed, can use the Luxue sword technique and the Taohua fan technique one after another!These two moves consume a lot of internal energy, for any other person, I am afraid that most of the internal energy will be exhausted in one move.

No...no!

Huo Qiao gritted his teeth, and he once again cracked the Luxue sword technique. The muscles of his arms were swollen like stones, blood vessels were bursting under his arms, and the palms of his hands and the tiger's mouth were also dripping with blood.

His internal energy consumption is getting bigger and bigger, why Fang Wuzhu still has internal energy to fight against him!

What did he do!

Just when Huo Qiao was impatient, another move of Luxue swordsmanship struck. Huo Qiao let out an angry roar and raised the edge of his sword. The frenzied sword energy stirred up the snowflakes. His arms were as heavy as lead, and his head was sweating like rain. The air that was stuck in his chest just now appeared again. This time, the turbid air that came from nowhere flowed through his upper body, and finally disappeared.

"What?" Fang Wuzhu looked at him from a distance, with a smile on his lips, "Huo Qiao, you can't fight anymore? I can still continue to fight with you."

The more Huo Qiao's internal energy is consumed, the more internal energy he will consume when confronting Fang Wuzhu's moves. Such a vicious cycle, in the end, maybe he can't hold on!

what is going on? !Could it be Fang Wuzhu's fan for washing flowers, and a skill he doesn't know about!

During those years when Fang Wuzhu was still in the martial arts, Huo Qiao kept tracking him down. Although he knew that Fang Wuzhu had created the magic trick of the martial arts, the flower fan method, he only saw him use it on the last Mount Huaibi. once.Although Huo Qiao was able to defeat this move at that time, Fang Wuzhu might still have reservations, and he couldn't use all the moves.

Huo Qiao used Gu poison to assist him in his martial arts practice, and the effect was excellent. Fang Wuzhu might have also used some crooked ways that he didn't know about, and tampered with his moves.

Just as he was distracted thinking about this, Huo Qiao was slashed in the chest by Fang Wuzhu's sword. He spit out blood and smashed into the ground heavily, but he was able to hold up his sword to block Fang Wuzhu when he slashed hard. In the stalemate in the hole he smashed, Huo Qiao could already feel the trembling of his arms. He used both hands and feet to force Fang Wuzhu out of the hole. In an instant, he collided dozens of times, and his heel rubbed ten times in the snow. Zhang, leaving a bloodstain all over the place.

As soon as Huo Qiao stood firm, he turned around suddenly, and the blade collided with Henry Zhang's moon sword. Huo Qiao stared at Henry Zhang's cold eyes, but a strange smile slowly appeared on his face: "You There is also the smell of burning bone incense, and the Gu poison has not been detoxified, if you dare to use up your internal energy like this, you are not afraid of falling into the same fate as Fang Wuzhu back then when all the meridians in your body are damaged?!"

"So what?" Henry Zhang said lightly, "Isn't Fang Wuzhu doing well now?"

"It's really stupid!" Huo Qiao suddenly let go of the stalemate strength in his hand, and then used his five-finger grip to claw upwards, "You are not him!"

Huo Qiao's hands condensed thick black air, Henry Zhang was shocked, and suddenly recalled Geng Chongdao who died tragically in Jieziling in his mind. The palm technique can kill someone hundreds of feet away, let alone coming head-on!

Henry Zhang resolutely unloaded his strength and dodged backwards, but Huo Qiao was too close to him, and the black palm wind could penetrate into his body in a blink of an eye. At this moment, a white folding fan flew like a sharp blade and hit Huo Qiao On the wrist bone, the internal force hit was skewed by half an inch, and almost brushed Henry Zhangyue's side shoulder and passed by.

But even so, Henry Zhangyue's left shoulder was torn apart from the neck in an instant, and five skin and flesh wounds were torn open. The deepest part even showed bones. fall to the ground.

Fang Wuzhu looked down at Henry Zhang's injury, the look in his eyes was a little cold, he immediately raised his hand to seal several acupuncture points on Henry Zhang's shoulder, which could barely stop his bleeding.

Huo Qiao also landed in the distance, panting violently, staring closely at the snow-white folding fan in Fang Wuzhu's hand, it must be Fang Wuzhu's fan for cleaning flowers, otherwise, his internal energy would not be depleted so much quick!

Fang Wuzhu wanted to defeat him by combining the three moves of Luxue, Taohua and Qinglian, and he definitely couldn't let him get what he wanted!Taohua Fanfa relies on his Taohua Fan, which must be an unusual folding fan. If he can destroy the folding fan, Fang Wuzhu will be like an eagle that has lost half of its wings, and there is no possibility of defeating him!

"Yangyue," Fang Wuzhu called in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Henry Zhang bowed his head and coughed out a mouthful of blood. Although the blood was barely stopped, the meridian at the shoulder was probably injured. He gradually lost the muscle sensation in his left shoulder. Although relying on his body memory, he was still able to use Qinglian Swordsmanship, but whether he can break through is even more unknown.

Henry Zhang panted, and replied in a low voice: "...I can only use it up to three more times."

Fang Wuzhu: "Three times is enough."

He fixedly stared at Henry Zhang's face, his face was cut with small wounds, but it did not diminish his beauty in his eyes at all.Fang Wuzhu stretched out his hands to hold Henry Zhang's face, and said word by word: "Yangyue, I have a way to defeat Huo Qiao, but it will definitely hurt both sides, or even die together. I can't promise you that I can survive."

Henry Zhang wanted to tell him that he didn't want to die together, but only wanted him to live well.But if the two of them lose, they will either die or life will be worse than death. If so, he would rather go to the underworld with Fang Wuzhu.

"Kill him." Henry Zhangyue said, "Let's discuss the rest, whether it's in the world or in the underworld."

"Okay." Fang Wuzhu pressed his forehead against him, "I promise you."

The nine-star swordsmanship suddenly cut down the air, and the two were forced to separate on both sides. Huo Qiao and Fang Wuzhu fought in the air again, and he shouted wildly: "Fang Wuzhu! What other tricks do you have?! Take all of them!" Come out!"

The moment the voice fell, Huo Qiao only felt a severe coldness behind him. This coldness was different from Fang Wuzhu's Luxue swordsmanship, but with a cleanliness that no one could tarnish.

Xiao Yangyue let out a breath of turbid air. At this moment, he has ruled out all distracting thoughts. He no longer worries about Fang Wuzhu, and only concentrates on combining his internal force with Yuejian. He can clearly feel the green lotus all over his body. The flow of Qi, this breath really permeated into his blood, and the green lotus that bloomed with sword Qi was bigger and more gorgeous than ever before, with a murderous intent.

Huo Qiao's eyes widened suddenly, this is the seventh step of Qinglian swordsmanship!