[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Wu Yue Double Hook

Yaoyue and Yan Nantian have been fighting all night.

Bixue Zhaodanqing and Chunyang Wujijian have also been fighting all night.

Seeing the twilight of the sky, the sun piercing the corner of the night like a long halberd piercing the night, the Pure Yang Wuji Sword finally cut a tiny gap in the blue blood photo painting.

This gap is like a marching horn.

Chunyang Wujijian was trembling with excitement all over, while Bixuezhao Danqing let out a scream of unwillingness and fear!

Leng Xue never knew that a sword could make such a sound, just as he had never seen two magic soldiers fight to the death!In terms of swordsmanship, Yan Nantian is undoubtedly the number one in the world today, but Yaoyue, the owner of Yihua Palace, holds a strange dark green dagger in his hand, and he can fight fiercely with the famous number one sword in the world all night!Especially Leng Xue has never heard of Yaoyue's swordsmanship to travel the world, and the famous Yihua Palace has always been his palm technique of transferring flowers and jade!

From a cold-blooded point of view, it was only after being able to stand with Yan Nantian all night that he showed a trace of depression. Yaoyue is undoubtedly No. 1 in Yannan Tianxia. , is not something to be ashamed of.

He should retire!

Even Yan Nantian was shocked by his cultivation. His swordsmanship was more exquisite than that of "Another World Inviting the Moon". Invited a month for a chance.

A chance to turn back.

There was flame in Yan Nantian's eyes, he stared at the peerless young man in white clothes in front of him, and gradually separated him from the woman in his memory, so he said, "Yueyue, since you are able to make Mingyu at this age If you practiced to the eighth level, then your xinxing should be stronger than her, and your talent should be higher than her. There are very few people like this in this world. If you have such a situation, if you find the right way, you can do a lot of good things for this world. "

"I'll give you a chance. If you withdraw your sword now, apologize to all the people you slaughtered along the way, and use the rest of your life to make up for them. Then I don't have to kill you today."

Bixuezhao Danqing's mournful cry is still there, but Yaoyue's face has not changed a bit.

He is still like a piece of ice, and like a ball of fire.

Bixuezhao Danqing lost to Chunyang Wujijian, but Yaoyue was unwilling to admit defeat to Yan Nantian at all!

There seemed to be a deep storm in his dark eyes, and the gap in the blue blood was already visible, but he poured all the true energy into the sword, and overnight, the strange green light of the blue blood was even more aroused, He even slammed forward at the gap where the two swords intersected!

Yaoyue sneered: "Yan Nantian, why don't you just ask me to become a monk and recite Buddha's name?"

The emerald green evil sword is pressing against the silver-colored divine sword!The gap was getting bigger and bigger, but because of such a reckless attack, Xiejian also knocked out tiny wounds on the Pure Yang Wuji Sword!

This is a real collision!

It was Ming Yugong trying to defeat the wedding dress magic skill!

If here today, the one holding the Pure Yang Wuji Sword is the original Yan Nantian in this world.With Yan Nantian's cultivation at that time, he was bound to be defeated by this sword.It's a pity that what Yaoyue faced was Yan Nantian, who was very familiar with Mingyu Kungfu, and was even the first in the world to master the wedding dress magic skill that restrained Mingyu Kungfu!

Yan Nantian sighed slightly.

There was no more flame in his eyes, and the silver sword intent slowly condensed from the deepest part of his pupils.

How to describe this sword intent?

——It is the cliffs of Huashan, the bursting of the Yellow River, and landslides that can only be felt in case of pressure.

That sword intent was almost condensed into substance, cold blood hadn't entered the battle yet, yet he felt that every part of his skin seemed to be slashed by the sword!

And what about Yaoyue who faced Yan Nantian's true sword edge?

The jade crown he tied his hair was four years old, and his black hair was like a waterfall.The ten fingers holding the sword had dripped with blood, and the corners of his eyes were almost torn apart by the invisible sword intent.But he still didn't retreat, not only didn't retreat, he even smiled slightly, and still moved his sword forward!

And his sword finally made a real crack on the Pure Yang Wuji Sword!

Yan Nantian was really surprised.

Ke Yaoyue has not yet received his sword.

Yan Nantian said: "It's a pity."

His sword intent has been completed, this sword, this wind, this world, and this space are all his sword intent, and they are all filled with his sword intent.

Yan Nantian drew his sword.

"Invite the Palace Master of the Moon—!"

Cold-blooded subconsciously said.

Behind the pure Yang Wuji sword, Yaoyue seemed to be pierced by thousands of swords all over her body in an instant.He finally let go of the fingers holding Bi Xuezhao Danqing for a moment, and then, his white clothes were instantly stained with blood!Bi Xuezhao Danqing fell to the ground and broke into two pieces. The sky flowed in Yaoyue's eyes, and he fell to the ground with dilated pupils.

He lost.

Even if you have practiced the Mingyu Kung Fu on the ninth floor.He was still defeated.

There are people like Yan Nantian in this world, there are people like Yan Nantian in this world!

Yaoyue opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say a word, but the instant she opened her mouth, all she spit out was blood.

His internal organs seemed to be injured.

—maybe die.

When the clouds in the sky passed by his pupils very slowly, Yaoyue finally had an understanding of death.

—He would have died too.

Yaoyue felt that he should be unwilling and angry, but at this moment he actually felt calm.Maybe it's because everything in life is too easy to get, or maybe it's because he walks too fast alone, and he doesn't have much feeling.It seems good to be dead.

After all, it is better to die than to lose.He was defeated, and there was no need to live anymore.

- It shouldn't be like this.

Just when Liu Yun was about to leave his sight, Yaoyue suddenly struggled.

It shouldn't be like this.

Something was wrong, there was something he wanted, something so badly wanted that he had the strongest sense of being alive.What he wants to get like that makes him clearly see the difference between life and death!

He is different from the previous owner of Yihua Palace, he has the most important thing that cannot be given up——

Yaoyue's fingers moved.

He seemed to be saying a name.

And when he pronounced that name, the five senses that he had lost seemed to gradually come back.

He even had hallucinations.

He seemed to hear the hooves of the horses and the shouts.

He seemed to have seen such an important person stumbling down from his horse and coming towards him.

Yaoyue's palm moved.

He seemed to... saw Jiang Feng.

Feng Qiu didn't sleep, ran away to death and emptied his internal strength, finally found Yan Nantian, before he got close, he was stung by the smell of blood.

Then she saw Yaoyue and rag dolls lying on the ground.

Leng Xue was a little surprised to see Feng Qiu, he was confused: "Junior Sister?"

Feng Qiu waved his hand as an answer, and looked at Yaoyue on the ground without looking back.Seeing this, Leng Xue understood Feng Qiu's intention after thinking for a while.Jinfengxiyulou and Yihua Palace are allies, so she came here to save Yaoyue.

Cold-blooded hesitantly said: "Junior Sister, you may be a step late."

Feng Qiu calmly said: "Impossible."

She said: "Yueyue is not so easy to die."

Yan Nantian saw Feng Qiu, he had already put away his sword, and for some reason he was a little nervous at the moment.He touched his nose, and said to Feng Qiu: "This kid is much better than her, I dare not leave room for my shot, so—"

Yan Nantian wanted to say that he should be dead.After all, Yaoyue's personality is that she would rather bend than bend, and would rather die than surrender.Judging from the personality of this person who always likes to regard himself as a god, after being beaten up by Yan Nantian like this, he probably wished he could die immediately.But when he looked at Yaoyue, he let out a "huh".

Inviting the moon moved.

He was already a blood man, but his arms were slowly bent, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and he half-supported himself.

Yan Nantian was surprised: "His Bright Moon Kung Fu really only has eight levels?"

Feng Qiu said: "How would I know!"

She rushed over and helped Yaoyue get up.Yaoyue's face was originally the most beautiful face Feng Qiu had ever seen, but now it was stained with a lot of blood.She hesitated for a moment, and seeing that Yaoyue was still breathing, she wiped away the blood for him first.

Although Yaoyue didn't say it, he has a cleanliness mentality. If he feels blood on his face, he will probably die of anger if he is not careful.

Feng Qiu carefully wiped away the blood on Yaoyue's face before calling him twice.

When Yaoyue's eyelids moved slightly and she opened her eyes slightly, Feng Qiu just let out a sigh of relief.

She immediately took the wound medicine that Yaoyue gave her earlier from her bosom, poured out two and was about to feed it into Yaoyue's mouth, Fengqiu said: "Senior brother, can you swallow it, please work harder, swallow the life-threatening one first Will it go down?"

Yaoyue stretched out one hand to grab Fengqiu's wrist, he opened his mouth, but didn't know it, he just read: "Jiang Feng?"

Feng Qiu: "It's me, it's me, come on, take the medicine quickly!"

Yaoyue said, "Jiang Feng, I seem to be dying."

Feng Qiu: "..." What nonsense are you talking about!

The expression on her face was a little anxious, Yaoyue smiled slightly when she saw this, he let go of Feng Qiu's wrist, and touched her face.The blood stains on Yaoyue's hands left traces on Fengqiu's face.But this trace of bright red made her look even more beautiful.

In addition to running around for days, her lips were almost white.

Yaoyue's fingers caressed Fengqiu's lips.With little strength, he very lightly stained Feng Qiu's lips and teeth with the blood stains on his fingertips.The bright red color of blood immediately made this face look lively.

Yaoyue narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his almost unconscious body, and leaned very close to Feng Qiu, almost in a posture of mutual dependence, softly said to Feng Qiu: "If I die, you will live, and you will always avoid it." Me. That's not okay."

"Feng Niang, will you accompany me?"

He said so, but his hand was not willing to grab the dagger beside him. He seemed to be unable to tell whether the Fengqiu in front of him was real or not.

Feng Qiu: "..."

Feng Qiu couldn't bear it anymore, she directly stuffed the medicine into Yaoyue's mouth, and called out: "Brother, brother, you are familiar with Ming Yu Gong, come and see if you can still save it!"

Yan Nantian who had just cut someone like this with his own hands: "..."

Yan Nantian sighed, he approached Fengqiu, knelt down to look at Yaoyue, and asked: "Fengniang, you know 'them', you have thought clearly, do you really want to save them?"

Feng Qiu didn't even pause: "Help!"

Yan Nantian was dumbfounded for a moment, then couldn't help laughing again, and said, "Okay, help!"

So Leng Xue saw Yan Nantian who had beaten him into a sieve one second, and sat behind Yaoyue the next moment, using his internal energy to protect his internal organs, and even tried to relieve his internal injuries with continuous internal energy .

Feng Qiu watched carefully from the side.

With Yan Nantian's protection, coupled with Yaoyue's strange sense of survival, his condition is getting better and better.Feng Qiu could almost see the infuriating qi in his body, which condensed into substance, and gradually formed something like a vortex above him——

Feng Qiu: "..."

Feng Qiu: Wait a minute, this situation seems a little familiar.

She asked Leng Xue: "Did you condense your true energy like this when you were healing?"

Leng Xue was obviously seeing such a spectacle for the first time, and he asked in surprise, "What's going on here?"

Yan Nan, who was healing Yaoyue's wounds, broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

He was still supporting Yaoyue at first, but the next moment he slapped Yaoyue away suddenly, and he retreated three feet!

The strange thing is that Yaoyue, who was already on the verge of death, was completely unscathed under Yan Nantian's palm. Not only was he unscathed, but he actually maintained the posture of sitting in meditation, and the materialized zhenqi around his body swirled more and more intensely——!

Yan Nantian: "..."

Yan Nantian said: "I've heard of this scene before."

Feng Qiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "I've heard of it too."

Cold-blooded: "...?"

Feng Qiu looked at Yaoyue for a while, then asked Yan Nantian in a slow voice: "Brother, you have won the nine-level bright moon skill, right?"

Yan Nantian: "Actually not."

Feng Qiu: ...Did I make a wrong decision?

The author has something to say: In the original book, Yaoyue did not fight Yan Nantian after she reached the ninth floor.So Yan Nantian has not actually defeated the ninth-level Ming Yu Gong _(:3∠)_, what kind of nine-level Ming Yu Gong is, anyway, the crazy Yaoyue in the original book is terrible.