Chapter 341 The Meaning of Farewell

"You, you are actually a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect!"

The two elders, Wu and Gan, looked at each other, and then looked at Xue Luocha Gu Zijing in front of them again, showing unbelievable astonishment.

The Xiaoyao faction's reputation in the arena is not very good, and they are even treated as aliens in the righteous way, but this does not prevent them from standing at the top of the arena.

Although the Xiaoyao faction is also a branch of Taoism, it has no connection with Wudang at all, and is even opposed to it in many cases. They never obey the orders of the Taoist leader, and most of the time they are self-contained.

Counting in detail, there have been countless capable people and strange people in the Xiaoyao Sect, such as Bei Mingzi, a master of metaphysics, Yan Shi, a master of organs, and others. If I really want to say, these knowledge and skills are actually their special skills. Martial arts is second to Xiaoyao faction.

But this is the prestige of the Happy School that has long since disappeared in the long river of history. People like Wu and Gan, the two elders, at most know something about the martial arts of the Happy School.

In any case, Gu Zijing's Xiaoyao faction's martial arts really shocked them. At this time, the situation on the battlefield was also one-sided. The Beggar Gang, which had a large number of people, was suppressed by dozens of Xuehua Palace disciples.

Gu Zijing was born in the Xiaoyao School, whether it was Cangyan Jiuxiao's first eight moves or Shuangxuetian Xinjue, they were all martial arts that she differentiated from the Xiaoyao School's martial arts later on, and this formation is also the same.

The formation formed by these Xuehua Palace disciples is called the Thousand Erosion Ten Thousand Luo Formation, which was deduced by Gu Zijing from the formation recorded in the ancient books hidden by the Xiaoyao Sect.

As Gu Zijing who was able to catch Bei Mingzi's eyes and was appointed as the next head at a young age, she has her own advantages. Martial arts are not her strong point, but formations are.

The most unique thing about this formation is that it is mediocre in itself, but it is strong when it is strong. It is a formation that exists entirely to target the formation. It is activated, like maggots on the tarsus, constantly nibbling away until the opponent is completely wiped out.

Speaking of which, the prototype of this thousand eclipse ten thousand Luo formation is the Seven Star Burial Sword Formation of the Xiaoyao Sect. It was researched by an ancestor of the Xiaoyao Sect, and it was specially used to target Wudang. Formation, mutual restraint and mutual generation.

But after Gu Zijing's rewriting of the formation, the majestic and majestic atmosphere has been lost, and the Taoism of the rising sun and the setting moon has naturally become a fierce and ruthless one that will never die.

Although in terms of power, the Thousand Erosion Ten Thousand Luo Formation is obviously a higher level, but once this formation is deployed, it will cause either death or injury, which will damage the peace of heaven. The disciples of the Beggar Clan who have been killed and injured are the best proof.

When the disciples of the Beggars' Clan attacked Xuehua Palace, they spontaneously formed a dog-fighting formation to fight against the enemy. The reason was very simple. According to the experience of the past few days, the individual martial arts of Xuehua Palace disciples were higher than those of the Beggars' Clan. Teaming up against the enemy can effectively reduce casualties.

But they never expected that Xuehua Palace disciples also used formations this time, and it was such a strange formation.

I saw a group of Xuehua Palace disciples rushing into the beggar gang's dog-beating formation without fear. Just when all the beggars' gang disciples thought they were closing their doors to beat the dogs, their disorderly positions easily suppressed the dog-beating formation. Unfold, it was only at this time that everyone came back to their senses, they were leading wolves into the house!

The second thing is that the dog-beating formation cannot be deployed. What's worse, the disciples of Xuehua Palace somehow managed to make them mess up in their own formation. Northwest couldn't tell the difference, and watched helplessly as he was killed by several Xuehua Palace disciples like chopping melons and vegetables.

Ordinarily, this beggar gang has a large number of people, but the weird thing is that when fighting, each beggar gang disciple seems to be dealing with several enemies at the same time, and the superiority in numbers cannot be brought into play at all.

At this time, if there were elders here, they would break up the formation immediately, maybe they would still be alive, but unfortunately both elders were knocked down, hundreds of people from the Beggar Clan were defeated by dozens of people from Xuehua Palace.

The two elders were dumbfounded, but Gu Zijing didn't want to talk nonsense to them anymore, so he raised a wave of fiery qi in his palms, and the red flames swirled down, heading straight towards the two elders.

The faces of both of them were ashen ashes, and they watched the scorching zhenqi fall. At this critical juncture, there was a sound of dragon chant, and the roaring golden dragon scattered the red flames. Gu Zijing's eyes moved, cold Lie's gaze collided with that Yan Fengyun.

"Princess Purple Palace, please be merciful."

Yan Fengyun finally stopped Gu Zijing before the two elders were beheaded, his eyes met, his face was full of struggle.

The corner of Gu Zijing's mouth curled up into a mocking smile: "Yan Fengyun, you are righteous and I am a devil. You should have thought that such a day would come."

As she said that, she immediately flew into the air, her palms were like knives, and slashed a red flame in the air, Yan Fengyun's eyes flashed with pain, he gritted his teeth, turned his palms upwards and blasted out, the golden dragon soared into the sky with the force of thunder Then, it collided violently with the Hong Yan, and the air wave stirred up sent the two people on the ground flying several feet away.

Gu Zijing missed one move and made another one. She fell from the air and met Yan Fengyun's fist and palm. The palm wind was sometimes as hot as fire, and sometimes as cold as winter. The two matched dozens of moves in a row, and Yan Fengyun finally Seize the opportunity and grab both hands of the opponent.

After finally restraining the other party, Yan Fengyun was about to speak, but felt the zhenqi in Gu Zijing's body crazily circulated, and even the zhenqi in his body was guided there.

Yan Fengyun's expression changed, and he quickly breathed a sigh of relief. Taking advantage of the opponent's true energy, Gu Zijing shook both palms, and swung her body backwards like a canopy. At the same time, the true energy condensed in her right palm gave off an ominous aura.

Yan Fengyun's eyes widened, as if he sensed something, he strode out like a tiger, his breath entered his dantian, he struck out moves with both palms, the wind from his palms was like a rushing torrent.

Gu Zijing's body settled down, her cold eyes swept away, and the wind in her palm was like a knife. In just a moment, there was a bloody light rushing into the sky, and in the spray of the cold light, the bloody knife light made a sharp howl.

"Yan Fengyun, let's end this knife! Cang Yan Jiuxiao!"

Gu Zijing scolded coldly, and the bloodthirsty fangs burst out from the blood knife, as if a ghost from hell had opened its cold and stern eyes, amidst the screams of thousands of ghosts, the blood light fell down with the tyrannical knife .

Yan Fengyun's zhenqi circulated around the sky, shouted loudly, and raised his palms, the sorrow in his eyes finally turned into determination, surging zhenqi gushed out from his dantian, penetrated the meridians of his whole body and finally merged into his palms.

The blood knife was already close in front of him, Yan Fengyun didn't hesitate anymore, he turned his half body and took a step back, and pushed forward with both palms: "Kanglong has regrets!"

The furious golden dragon let out a roar that shook the sky, and collided fiercely with the bloody knife. The golden dragon wrapped itself around the bloody knife gang, and when it was strangled, it was also chopped into several pieces.

The golden dragon and the blood knife dissipated together, but the aftermath of their collision set off a violent wave of air around them. Gu Zijing and Yan Fengyun both turned pale and stepped back.

Gu Zijing took five or six steps back, and finally stabilized her figure. She pressed her hands on her chest, suppressing the surging blood.

On the other side, Yan Fengyun also took five or six steps back, but fell into a warm embrace. He was taken aback for a moment, and after standing still, he asked in surprise, "Linglong? What are you doing?"

"Brother Yan, are you alright?" Linglong looked at Yan Fengyun nervously.

Gu Zijing's eyes turned back and forth between Linglong and Yan Fengyun. Suddenly, a long memory seemed to appear in her mind. At that moment, she seemed to see her own shadow on Linglong.

"It was so
(End of this chapter)

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