Martial Arts: The opening reward is full-level magic

Chapter 731
This patriarch's golden body is alive and he can strike with a raised hand, not only using the martial arts in the Nine Purple Lieyang Burning Heaven Art.

It also means the rotation of yin and yang in the order of yin and yang immortality.

Su Mo has seen the secret book of Jiuzi Lieyang Burning Heaven Jue in the past two days.

Yin Yang Immortal Order has already fallen into his hands.

At this moment, once they fought, Su Mo immediately noticed the change.

Could it be that... this patriarch's return to life is based on the yin and yang order of immortality?
However, the Order of Immortality of Yin and Yang emphasizes that "yin cannot be separated from yang, and yang cannot be separated from yin." '

Often two people practice together, one yin and one yang.

The two interact to be complete.

How did it get changed in the hands of Ziyang Patriarch and Dongmenyong?

Su Mo studied the secret book of Yin Yang Immortal Order, and knew this martial art very well, but he asked himself, relying on his own ability, if he wanted to change this magical art that can be called "Xuan", he was also powerless.

Su Mo smiled lightly.

"These unworthy descendants take my words as fart."

If there was a slight mistake, the entire Chunyang Palace would have to be burned.

"It's not in vain that I have survived until now."

Duan Song couldn't help being a little worried.

"You are cautious, but you haven't missed it, so...you are fine.

It felt a little weird to him.

After sighing, he still swayed and used his purple energy to block Duan Song.

Li Zhengyuan's words are already a great compromise when it comes to this.

"Everything...you can only rely on him."

Everyone raised their heads and looked at Li Zhengyuan. Although they didn't speak, their expressions were clear enough.

When they looked at each other, they could see the golden body of the patriarch raising his hands little by little, and the nine suns behind him became more and more hot and unstoppable.

He just grinned at the corner of his mouth and didn't speak, as if he was laughing at Su Mo's nonsense.

Heart stunned:

In Chunyang Palace, Su Mo looked in all directions.

Jiuyin Xuan Bingce's magical skills are fully displayed, and the patriarch's golden body is not stingy in all kinds of moves.

“You need to be cautious.

All kinds of internal forces in the body condensed into Xuanbing Zhenqi.

But in my heart I don't know why.

He has never seen such a master until now.

Can't move forward, can't continue to shoot.

However, he never thought that the golden body of the patriarch would return to Yang.

The place where Patriarch's golden body is now is all hazy, the air seems to be distorted, he is hidden in it, and his face cannot be seen clearly.

"Your ancestor Su Chengyu is far behind you.

Therefore, he had never stopped Su Mo before.

Logically speaking, even if Su Mo didn't want to be a law-abiding disciple, he didn't want to take over as the head of the Ziyang Sect.

Worried about Su Mo so much that he was so anxious that he even shot at the head.

Li Zhengyuan, who was originally sitting by the door, also had a dignified expression.

"I can live comfortably, can't I?
"As a result, every time I wake up, the Chunyang Palace remains the same.

"This matter, after this, the old man will naturally give you an explanation."

Unless things have forced him to a situation where he has to.

As soon as Li Zhengyuan raised his head and took it with one hand, a purple inner breath suddenly turned into giant claws, wrapped around Duan Song's body, and pulled him back with a flick of his hand.

"This time, I can probably sleep completely peacefully.

The golden body of the patriarch took a step forward and was about to make a move, but the palm had just been raised half a point before it stopped on the spot.

This is the rhythm of fighting with Ziyangmen.

Turning to look at the door and window of Chunyang Hall, I don't know what I was thinking.

The one who resists with pure yin internal force must be his opponent.

Under the scouring of this internal force, the beams above the head and the surrounding windows gradually showed bits and pieces of sparks.

Wherever the golden body went, the vegetation turned to ashes.

After he spoke, he fell into a muttering to himself.

Under Li Zhengyuan's sleeve, the slightly withered palm clenched his fist, and he didn't know whether he wanted to persuade himself or comfort Duan Song:

Only Duan Song struggled hard, used his internal energy, wanted to break open the acupoints, and rushed in to help Su Mo.

But I didn't expect that just after midnight, inside the Chunyang Hall, there was a sudden wind of internal force, and Su Mo was obviously alone in it, who was he fighting against?
It's not just him who is puzzled, there are many Ziyangmen disciples around Duan Song.

Turning to look at the sky, it is a smile:
"Come, come, come to me, time is running out.

"...Sect Leader, Senior Brother Su and I have no personal relationship. Before today, I only heard of him by name.

There is also an indescribable sense of crisis, covering the whole body.

"That being the case, he is still a member of my Ziyang Sect.

Stand where you are, as if giving up resistance.

"Hahaha, are you worried that you will be controlled by others after practicing the Nine Purple Lieyang Burning Heaven Art?"

Such a reckless behavior is not only inconsistent with reason, but also inconsistent with Su Mo's personality.

"I'm not afraid of the Ziyangmen's rules, I'm just afraid...after my death, I won't have the face to see my senior brother!!"

He stared at Su Mo, feeling that he was just a junior, standing silently.

But Su Mo suddenly restrained all the internal energy in his body.

Otherwise, it would never be the case.

They all felt this pure pure Yang internal force.

The first time Su Mo really saw the power of this magical skill was that Dong Menyong used it.

"However, I dare to ask the sect master, has Senior Brother Su been expelled from the sect by you?"

They couldn't see what happened in Chunyang Hall.

Duan Song suddenly stopped struggling.

At the same time, the golden body of the patriarch didn't seem to have expected that Su Mo would be pregnant with the Nine Yin Profound Ice Policy, so he let out a cry of "huh? '.

The tone was puzzled, but also stunned.

"Then... Mo'er?"

The method of displaying it is simply not something he can break through.

"Kneel down and kowtow."

He has also reached the realm of eight purples, able to condense eight purple suns.

He looked puzzled, staring at Chunyang Palace, even more confused.

This scorching breath suddenly spread.

Su Mo smiled dumbly:
"Let's not say whether this matter is true or not, even if it is true, it is impossible for me to kneel and kowtow in the fight between you and me just now.

Whenever he makes this move, it will be a disaster of destruction.

"What is my identity, how can I attack you?"

The patriarch's golden body grinned extremely ferociously.

He and Su Tianyang are a pair of bitter brothers. Su Tianyang is not a human being, but Duan Song has nothing to say to Su Mo.

He looked up at the Chunyang Palace:
"I've said it all, this Chunyang Palace should be properly repaired.

In an instant, in the entire Chunyang Palace, the two forces of ice and fire echoed each other from a distance, and the wind blew away from then on.

All I know is that of the two people fighting in this hall, one uses the martial arts of Ziyangmen, and the other uses the martial arts of the pure Yin lineage.

The palms under the sleeves were clenched tightly, obviously not calm.

In previous years, even if there were no law-abiding disciples, they should have waited outside the door overnight.

His body is shriveled like firewood, and the flames in these two palms seem to be born from burning this remnant.

Li Zhengyuan was stunned, as if he didn't expect Duan Song to say such a thing.

"If you are just being cautious, you will miss opportunities.

The truth is unpredictable.

"Today, knowing that Su Mo has encountered an opponent, how can he stand by here?
"Senior master, you are limited by the rules and dare not take a step beyond the threshold, but the disciples do.

Su Mo didn't know how to answer these words.

"However, Master...

Today is the day of Ziyangmen's great sacrifice.

Su Mo was from Ziyangmen, so he should use Ziyangmen's martial arts.

Li Zhengyuan shook his hand:

Su Mo's pure yang internal strength has reached this level, looking at the world, who can be his opponent?
Why is this old man getting nervous again?
Who is he after all?

Just looking at Li Zhengyuan again, I found that the old man's tension had reached an unprecedented level.

"He will definitely be fine!!"

Where Su Mo was, ice spread.

Suddenly, the scorching sun came down, and it was already in front of Su Mo.

Su Mo didn't dare to be careless.

"Senior Brother Su is in trouble now, as disciples of the Ziyang Sect, we dare not violate the sect leader's law and break into the Chunyang Palace, and we already feel guilty.

"I was afraid in the past, I am afraid now, and I will be afraid in the future.

Li Zhengyuan was furious:
"Are you going against the law? How dare you do anything to this old man!?"

Su Mo just stood there, as if he had no defense at all.

Duan Song shook his arms and punched with his backhand.

But fighting each other so far, it turned out to be a situation where no one can do anything.

The next moment, the two collided with each other.

I saw the patriarch's golden body crossed his hands, fingertips pointing down, with a hula sound, another purple sun appeared behind him.

From the fight to the present, the golden body of the patriarch was able to speak, but he only said "Huh".

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

He stood up abruptly and looked back at Chunyang Hall.

"He'll be fine..."

The golden body of the patriarch in front of him suddenly took a deep breath, turned his hands around, and each palm burned flames out of thin air.

Looking around, his eyes are cold:
"You guys... want to learn from Duan Song too?"

Li Zhengyuan didn't leave. After dawn, is Su Mo going to come out of Chunyang Palace?
After coming out, how should we meet each other?
There has to be a conclusion to these things.

It seems to be a kind of palm force... and it seems to be facing thousands of swords from a distance.

He took two steps back and looked up at the golden body of the patriarch.

Li Zhengyuan touched his feet, and with a flick of his sleeves, he heard a series of chi chi chi chi, Duan Song had already been tapped on the acupoints and fixed on the spot.

Although due to some of my own purposes and reasons, I once wanted to attack Su Mo and Wei Ziyi.

"Before he comes out, everyone is not allowed to step into the Chunyang Palace.

"If you hit again, you will die."

"Among the rules of the sect, the most important thing is friendship within the sect.

In the Chunyang Palace, there was a lot of movement.

After that, everything was calm, but Duan Song knew that this matter would not end so soon.

This festival is held once a year.

The power of each Ziyang is far beyond imagination.

Seemingly not believing in evil, the palm of his hand rose again, and the sense of crisis became more and more intense.

"Exactly."

"Don't worry, I am well aware of the situation in the palace.

Immediately sighed softly:
"Patriarch Huanyang, is it because he wants to kill me?

The patriarch golden body sighed softly:
"Although I have been dead for hundreds of years, if I die this time, I will really be gone."

At this time, when Li Zhengyuan yelled, his internal breath was weakened by half, and Li Zhengyuan held his fist with his backhand. The pure yang internal force in his body entered along the meridians, and his body immediately staggered back.

The indescribable sternness and determination.

After thinking for a while, Su Mo said:
"Are you really my founder of Ziyang Gate?"

"return!!"

I dare not talk about saving people, and rushing in can be regarded as a helper.

"It's a bit more resplendent and resplendent.

With the emergence of this purple sun, it's not just in the Chunyang Hall.

When Su Mo came here, he felt weird.

In an instant, the entire Ziyang Gate was directly covered, not to mention, the breath spread around, and wherever it passed, whether it was leaves or grass, all withered and turned into black.

The patriarch's golden body sneered:
"You are quite suspicious... No wonder you dare to appear here without even practicing the Nine Purple Lieyang Burning Heaven Art.

Looking back, it was Duan Song standing in front of him.

But...that was also out of good intentions.

When Duan Song heard this, he didn't say much, but frowned.

Then a voice came from the side:
"Master Master... What happened in this Chunyang Hall?"

But it gave him an inexplicable feeling.

The two forces, one yin and one yang, staggered repeatedly, and after only two rounds of back and forth, the floor of this hall was already torn to pieces.

"Don't kill each other, don't see death without help.

All kinds of doubts in my heart flashed away.

Can't help being even more stunned, what happened in the Chunyang Palace?
Li Zhengyuan kept his secret, obviously worried about Su Mo, but why didn't he let himself rush in to help?
Who is the person who is fighting Su Mo?

I just feel that this golden body has strong internal energy, compared to Longmu Island Master, it is like a firefly compared to a bright moon.

And at this moment, around the golden body, eight purple suns have emerged.

When he said this, he suddenly sat down on the ground.

The patriarch's golden body revealed what Su Mo thought, and then smiled lightly:
"It's good to be suspicious.

It's a pity that Li Zhengyuan knows him too well.

"..."

I can only grit my teeth and work hard here silently.

Li Zhengyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the other people present, and asked in a deep voice:
"Are you all thinking like this?"

"You dare to come to Chunyang Palace without wearing the robe of a law-abiding disciple, and you still say that you have not violated the rules?"

"Then why don't you back down?"

"Back when Senior Brother Su died tragically in Jianghu, as a junior, I was helpless.

"How can this meeting be abandoned?"

"afraid."

Why did you leave early today?
When Duan Song saw this, he seemed to have made up his mind, and with a single step on his feet, he was about to forcibly break into the Chunyang Palace.

As for the various decorations, tables and chairs in the Chunyang Palace, they had already been reduced to ashes during this confrontation.

They were all bewildered.

"You are all good.

This order confused everyone even more.

Looking up, the golden body of the patriarch seems to have disappeared, leaving only a mass of rolling scorching sun.

Fortunately, the fight is still going on in this hall, at least it makes them feel at ease.

And at this moment, in the Chunyang Hall.

With a grasping hand, take Duan Songqian Xinda acupoint.

Everyone, look at me, and I look at you, whether they dare to continue to persecute.

"But there are clues, and they must not be taken lightly.

"The patriarch stopped fighting?"

He drank in his mouth:

The patriarch's golden body suddenly sighed and put down his palm.

Li Zhengyuan frowned:
"For just one Su Mo, isn't the old man's words hard to use?
"How much friendship does this person have with you?"

"In case you take advantage of me giving you this great gift, and sneak attack on me... Then am I not dangerous?"

In fact, after Duan Song punched out, he also regretted it.

"With you here... Daxuan's restoration is not far away.

"As a king, you should always be apprehensive.

They will never rush into the Chunyang Palace rashly.

And the moment the flame was born, the entire Chunyang Hall made people breathe like fire, and there was a burnt feeling in the nose.

The patriarch's golden body glanced at Su Mo, and stretched out his hand:

Everyone immediately shouted and dared not win.

Therefore, he naturally waited obediently.

Now Eight Paths Ziyang has nothing to do with Su Mo.

Li Zhengyuan suddenly waved his hand:

"The disciple has not exerted his full strength yet... I hope that the Patriarch will not force me to crush your golden body."

The nine purple suns behind him all disappeared without a trace.

And when he looked at Li Zhengyuan, he found that the old man turned his back to him, staring at Chunyang Hall.

Although Su Mo didn't use all the means.

"Compared with life and rules, I value my own life more."

Moreover, some of these "unworthy descendants" in his mouth may have been buried in the soil.

His body was shriveled like wood, although he could speak this time, his voice was extremely dry.

Li Zhengyuan took a deep breath, but did not speak out, but said softly:
"Don't ask too many questions, just protect the Quartet."

When he said this, he turned his head and looked at Chunyang Hall:

As for the so-called rules... At this time, Duan Song believes that there is no need to imprison himself in the framework of the rules.

Su Mo was a little surprised:

Immediately, the internal breath is turned, and the yin and yang qi are completely transformed into pure yin.

Su Mo's situation is obviously not right now. If there is something really weird in Chunyang Palace, at least we have to figure it out first.

However, compared with this patriarch's golden body, its power cannot be compared at all.

"My Ziyang Sect naturally respects the head.

Everyone, look at me, and I look at you, neither intruding, nor wanting to retreat.

"So, I am cautious and never go beyond the rules."

"Ziyang Sect disciples, disperse separately, don't wander around here."

It was as if the feeling had just been burned.

For a moment, they were at a stalemate.

"When did Mo'er deduce the magical power of Ziyangmen to such a level?"

At the moment of lightning before, he used the golden bell cover to forcefully receive the move of the ancestor's golden body, the Nine Purple Fierce Sun Burning Heaven Art.

"...not yet."

"Senior Brother Su really broke the rules today, breaking into the Chunyang Palace is an unforgivable crime...

"Be prepared for danger in times of peace, like sitting on pins and needles, like a light on your back, only then can you be alert to yourself and not make mistakes.

"It's just today's matter, you have nothing to do with it.

Su Mo said:

His eyes were full of nervousness.

I don't know how long it's been like this...

"Do what should be done, and then I should continue to die...

Li Zhengyuan took a deep breath, suddenly smiled, and gently waved his hands:

"It is precisely because of disciples like you that Ziyangmen can pass on the tradition, and the fireworks are endless.

And all the disciples in Ziyangmen, whether they are in front of the Chunyang Hall or not.

This kind of thing is simply unreasonable.

Duan Song's footsteps had just landed, but he didn't stop for a moment, and rushed towards the door again.

"It's been hundreds of years, and it's really tiring."

"???"

Su Mo blinked:
"What are you going to do?"

"I want to pass on all my internal strength and martial arts to you!"

(End of this chapter)