Yan all over the world

251 Chapter 3 Unbearable Late Arrival and Hurry ([-])
I know about Mu Xin's martial arts. Old Man Goshawk excels at internal strength. In the past, Qiankun Shengong led the martial arts world with mighty power. It is recognized as a rare skill in a hundred years, and Ziming is good at lightness kungfu, tricks, fingering, and all kinds of strange learning. It is not necessarily simple and honest, but it is extremely lethal. Originally, Mu Xin has no other intentions in learning martial arts. From the perspective of internal strength, He Lanyou may not be his opponent. Unfortunately, Mu Xin's left hand was disabled, his real power was damaged, and his skill could not be turned around as he wished. It seemed that He Lanyou was bound to lose, but at this most critical moment, he finally took out I bought Qibao, which is said to be able to regulate the circulation of the meridians, and regained some of the odds, but now even I don't know what the outcome will be if these two people fight for their lives.

Now I can only pray that these two don't fight each other to the death.

My gaze was fixed on the stage for a moment.

The rest of the contestants had already stopped fighting and flocked to the front of the stage. The battle between the master Ziming who dominates the world and the old man Goshawk who has been famous in the martial arts world for many years is bound to be the most famous duel in recent years. Who is willing to miss the duel between masters?
Although He Lanyou is the new master, his peerless lightness skills when he appeared on the stage were witnessed by all. Although Mu Xin's reputation is not obvious, his popularity is far beyond Yue Zhi.

Rao was so excited and looking forward to it, but those people who looked towards the high platform still couldn't help holding their breath when they were watching the two people's glory.

Those two people stood facing each other on the high platform, with the general peerless appearance, the general slender figure, a cold moon and sparse stars, a faint cloud and warm sun, the distant mountains were faint, the river was surrounded by mist, and the afterglow of the setting sun was lingering like spring water. The two of them lingered in front of each other, and the white clothes and silver robes reflected each other, it was really the most beautiful scene full of fragrance.

With such a peerless young man and such a beautiful picture, who could bear the blood splattered on the embroidered screen?

In the eyes of nearly ten thousand people, because of this quiet waiting and comprehension, they are gradually stained with regret and slight regret.

The evening wind picked up, blowing the ground and falling flowers.

Fluttering at the same time as the flowers and leaves, the shadow that was lighter than the fluttering posture of the flowers and leaves, flashed in front of Mu Xin with just a flash.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and let out a short ah.

No one expected that the first person to strike was not the challenger Mu Xin.

It was the He Lanyou who had always been careless.

While the flowers and leaves were flying all over the sky, He Lanyou's silver shadow turned into a swift and fierce wind, with ten fingers in mid-air, golden light flashed, and the waterfall fell like a giant net, without even a single gap, attacking Mu Xin's whole body.

Huo Di fell on his back, retreating three feet like flowing water, almost out of the range of golden light, Mu Xin pressed a single palm, and immediately jumped up, black hair and white clothes flew in the air like a flying cloud in a smooth arc, still for people After catching up with her eyes, she was already in the sky above He Lanyou's body.

With a clear whistle, Mu Xin slapped He Lanyou Tianling with one palm.

With a slight twist, He Lanyou pulled his fingers, and absorbed the water into a rainbow. He instantly condensed the steaming tea in the teacup behind him into an ice sword. Immediately poked Mu Xin's eyes.

Mu Xin sneered, and suddenly turned around halfway through the palm, her posture was flowing like water, and when it was impossible, her sleeves rolled up, and with a bang, the pillars behind He Lanyou suddenly exploded, and countless pieces of wood were as sharp as swords, piercing Congratulations to He Lanyou!
The pillar was so close to He Lanyou's back that it was impossible to avoid it.

The silver shadow flashed, but He Lanyou was unable to dodge in time, and all the wooden thorns pierced into the back.

I was about to cry out in surprise, but at the last moment I suddenly remembered something and stood up suddenly.

Mu Xin, be careful!
All the black wooden thorns penetrated into the silver shadow, and the audience exclaimed, Master Ziming, lost?
Only Mu Xin, with a calm and solemn expression, retreated instead of advancing as soon as he succeeded.

Waves protruded in the air, like smoke and light, and the wind and water wave set up a crystal curtain, which was like a mirror, and countless silver shadows appeared.

Ordinary silver-clothed black-haired, curled up like a demon dance.

He Lanyou is everywhere.

But I don't know which one is He Lanyou?

The staring eyes are the spectators, Mu Xin's gaze has been as clear as the morning light, and he has been staring at the silver shadow nailed by countless wooden thorns - that is He Lanyou's robe, which is now lying softly on the ground. The attack is just a cover-up.

But it was just a robe, Mu Xin insisted on it, but why?

My eyes gradually lit up.

Mu Xin stretched out her arms and danced in the air, reaching the sky above He Lanyou in all directions like a flying eagle. When she pressed her palms, she heard a dull "bang".

It was like the sound of slapping water waves, or cracking a hollow sphere. In an instant, broken jade and crystals splashed, and the cold hair shuttled back and forth.

Those four He Lanyou are not He Lanyou.

So where is he?
As if the light smoke suddenly dissipated, Mu Xin's figure was so fast that there was no trace to be seen, and in the blink of an eye, he had already flown in front of the emaciated silver robe, with a swipe of his palm, he softly shouted: "Break!"

Someone laughed in harmony and said quietly: "Mie!"

With a flash of silver light, He Lanyou's figure reappeared, still as before, with the silver clothes intact, and a silver-purple violin in his palm with seven strings on it.

He smiled again, and flicked his fingers, such a thin string, the sound of wind and thunder whistling, directly hit Mu Xin's heart.

Mu Xin's figure swayed, he had already grasped the flying string, pointed like a string, poked and flicked, the seven strings were instantly connected into a line by him, he flicked the string, and the string wrapped around the pillar with a rattling sound, taking advantage of the momentum to vibrate When he got up, he was behind He Lanyou, and under the urging of internal force, the silver-white glove became more and more dense, and it was printed on the back of He Lanyou's heart.

He Lanyou turned around suddenly, and he didn't see him making a gesture. The ice strings that held Mu Xin's figure rebounded immediately, and shattered into thousands, hitting Mu Xin's hands with dang dang dang. Every fragment flashed faint phosphorescence!

Mu Xin's hands stood like trees with outstretched branches, the roots spread out, and quickly collided with the ice arrow fragments, sparks flashed, the dark color flickered on the silver and white gloves, and He Lanyou was like a ghost. The poison on the arrow was instantly removed.

Both of them use fast to fight fast, and use cunning to win and cunning. Often, the first move is not old enough, and the second kill has already followed. Every move is a killer, and every move implies a clever edge. It's dizzying, but in the blink of an eye, several moves have already been passed. People with high martial arts can't breathe. Those with low martial arts only know that white shadows and silver shadows are entangled together. In the front and suddenly in the back, but they can't tell the moves at all.

(End of this chapter)