Qiankun Storyteller

119 Threat
Qilin's true blood, forcefully suppressed!
This is Song Yue's countermeasure, and also the only countermeasure.

The heart sword game of Yijianmen is the peerless swordsmanship created by the patriarch of Daoni, who combined the methods of Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism, and painstakingly created it. It even surpassed the ancients. The pinnacle of work.

Heaven and man are one, Tao follows nature.

Three thousand flowers bloom, and the Buddha is enlightened.

Heart sword!

Chess!

It penetrates everything, observes everything, there are no moves, spells, or supernatural powers that it cannot break.

Competing skills, looking for a dead end.

Only by force and pressure can we win.

The only way for Song Yue to break this heart sword game is to burn Qilin's true blood, make up for the gap in skills with the advantage of strength, crush the opponent, crush, crush!

Even though she would have to pay the price, burning Qilin's true blood once would take at least two or three years of training, but she did it resolutely.

Because this is not only related to Song Yu's death, but also related to the primary and secondary balance between the Song family and Yi Jianmen.

She is the direct blood of the Song family, a proud daughter of Qilin, if she is suppressed by this Yijianmen descendant who has just debuted, what will the face of the uncrowned king, the lord of Yunzhou of the Song family be?

What will happen to Yi Jianmen who is already indifferent and has an unclear attitude?
For the sake of the Song family, she must not be defeated!
"hold head high!"

The real blood was burning, hot as fire, and there was a roar and vibration, which made everyone present tremble with fear.

Qilin's might is really domineering.

Only Meng Fanyin in the field was unmoved, and the turbulent current stopped three feet in front of her.

Three feet away, the heat wave was raging.

Within three feet, the frost and snow remained.

The confrontation between potential and potential!

The consumption of force and force!

Although Qilin's fire is strong, it cannot enter the three-foot snow.

Song Yue's eyes were fixed, and she held the sword in both hands, and slashed forward with a fierce and domineering momentum.

"Kirin Slash!"

A simple and crude move, with the traces of martial arts moves, the mystery of magical powers, and the atmosphere of a military strategist, it is the ancestor of the Song family, the mysterious legend of the army - Qilin Zhan.

There are not many skills, purely forceful pressure, strong for strong!
See how you break!
"boom!"

With a slash of the sword, the gang qi burst out horizontally, condensing into a ten-foot sword gang, like cutting a mountain and breaking a mountain, it slashed towards Meng Sanyin in the three-foot snow.

Meng Fanyin's expression remained unchanged, using Xiao as a sword, and using the sword as a pen, he swiped a pen in the void, which was exactly the eight methods of Yongzi.

Heart Sword Game Technique is formed by Daoni, the founder of Yijianmen, combining the three teachings of Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, taking the essence and discarding the dross.

The Tao is the sky, the Tao follows nature, it is the heart!

Interpretation is the ground, and the enlightenment of Buddhism is a game!

Confucianism is a human being, and Confucianism is the law of society, which is art!

Techniques are moves, and the moves of Xinjianyishu are mainly based on Confucianism, Legalism and Confucianism.

This Yongzi Bafa is one of them.

Dot is side, horizontal is strangle, vertical is crossbow, hook is sway, lift is strategy, left is plunder, short is peck, and pinch is scorpion!
Ba Fa and one character, the book can get the country, the book can get the country, the book can get... the world!
Meng Fanyin uses Xiao as the sword and the sword as the pen, using the characters and eight methods of Yong to indulge in the strokes, and the Taoism and Buddha nature are fully captured in the book.

finally...

"boom!"

The Qilin stepped forward, and the sword gang slashed down, but was blocked by the sword in the void.

Click the horizontal and vertical hooks, lift and short.

Heaven and man are one, Tao follows nature.

Three thousand flowers bloom, and the Buddha is enlightened.

In the end, Qilin True Fire, Houtian True Astral, collapsed and annihilated inch by inch.

"Pfft!"

The Qilin Sword Gang collapsed and annihilated, and the three-foot snow field also melted, and the steaming mist covered Meng Fanyin's figure.

"This……"

Everyone was stunned, staring at it, only saw water mist steaming, nothing else, no idea of ​​victory or defeat.

right here...

"call!"

The gust of wind blew, the water mist dispersed, and a figure floated out, shrinking to an inch, and arriving in an instant.

"Dream Sanskrit!"

Song Yue shrank her eyes and pupils, and immediately changed her move. The long sword, as red as coal, slashed out horizontally, and cut towards the figure of the exiled immortal who was stepping on it.

However, as soon as she drew out her long sword, she saw Yu Xiao pointing towards her, like a prophet, landing on the weakest point of her sword's power, and with a flick of her sword lightly, she pushed her aggressive sword away, and struck again and again. When it landed on her hand, her tendons twitched, her flesh and blood trembled, and the hand holding the sword involuntarily let go...

"puff!"

The sword dropped from his hand and fell to the ground, how could the ground withstand the burning of the unicorn's blood, the sharp edge of Houtian Gang's sword sank three feet into the ground, leaving only the hilt outside.

She didn't take the initiative at first, but now she was knocked down by someone close to her, Song Yue's situation can be imagined.

Facing Bai Yuxiao who was approached by Meng Fan's voice like a sword, she could only grit her teeth, raised her hand to face the enemy, and used a set of exquisite palm techniques.

But no matter how exquisite the martial arts are, before the heart sword game, they are all flowers and vain things.

Meng Fanyin used Xiao as the sword, and the sword as the pen, still using the eight methods of Yongzi, tapping the horizontal and vertical hooks, lifting the short strokes, and smashing Song Yue's palms.

finally……

"puff!"

Yu Xiao was like a sword, it came out at one point, and landed on Song Yue's body. Immediately, the force pierced through the acupuncture point and locked the body!
Song Yue stopped and retreated, her body stood stiffly on the ground, unable to move, she could only watch helplessly as Meng Fanyin and Yu Xiao tapped. Afterwards, the Tiangang Qi penetrated her acupuncture points, locked her body, dispersed the Gangliu, and finally suppressed it. Qi sea dantian.

"Miss!"

"stop!"

Meng Fanyin's actions made all the Song family guards terrified, and they no longer cared about Song Yue's order, so they rushed into the arena to escort the Savior.

See you now...

Meng Fanyin stopped his movements, tapped the jade flute on Song Yue's neck, put one hand behind his back, and stared at everyone coldly.

"Miss!"

All the guards of the Song family stopped immediately, looking at Meng Fanyin in shock and anger: "Don't hurt my lord!"

There were also waves in the void, and two cultivators from the Houtian Realm appeared and shouted repeatedly: "Fairy Meng, be merciful, be merciful!"

Meng Fanyin didn't even look at them, but turned to Song Yue whose acupoints were sealed and unable to move: "You are defeated!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

"It's just Yijianmen!"

"As expected of the Heart Sword Game of the Three Religions!"

Song Yue's expression was cold and stern, she gritted her teeth and praised, then glared at Meng Fanyin: "What do you want?"

Meng Fanyin's expression was indifferent: "I am willing to admit defeat, let the people here go, and stop entangled in revenge!"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Song Yue laughed wildly: "When did I promise you that if I lose, I will let you go?"

"Ok?"

Meng Fanyin's eyes turned cold, and she looked at Song Yue whose expression was distorted: "You want to break your promise?"

"I never answered, so why break my promise?"

Song Yue sneered, turned her head, and looked at the common people on the execution ground: "These traitors and accomplices must be punished today, otherwise, how can I comfort my Song family's heroic spirit?"

"Song Yue!"

Meng Fanyin's eyes were cold, Yu Xiao pierced in, piercing a little bright red in Song Yue's snow-white jade neck: "You are really insane!"

"frenzied?"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Song Yue didn't argue, but laughed wildly: "I'm just insane, what do you do, kill me, do you dare, can you?"

(End of this chapter)