Reincarnation of Wuzhitianjing

Chapter 193 At the beginning of the decisive battle, Canglong fights against the wind
Chapter 89 At the beginning of the decisive battle, the Canglong battle is clear and clear

Zuo Lengchan died under Xiang Wentian's whip, Xiang Wentian also counterattacked because of Zuo Lengchan's dying, he was trapped in the "ice true energy" and froze on the spot, but was killed by a sword by an ordinary disciple of the Five Sacred Mountains sect. .

Mr. Mo Da risked his life to fight off three elders of the Sun Moon God Sect, but he also exhausted himself and died miserably at the hands of another Sun Moon God Sect elder.

Although Yu Jizi didn't live up to expectations, he also teamed up with Yu Qingzi and Yuyinzi to kill an elder of the Sun Moon God Sect; in contrast, their junior Yu Zhongzi was even more vicious and tough Shengsheng dragged an elder of the Sun Moon God Sect, and died together.

On the contrary, it was Yue Buqun and Ren Woxing, the two sect masters and leader who fought against each other first, they were still fighting endlessly. Yue Buqun relied on the ghost of "Evil Resisting Swordsmanship", although he still lost to Ren Woxing, he was still invincible. I can try my best to deal with him one or two times.

More and more people from the Sun Moon God Sect and the Five Sacred Sacred Sect fell to the ground and could never stand up again, but the two sides still fought desperately as one.

But they didn't know that when they were fighting endlessly, their retreat had already been blocked by people, and even if they could win by luck, it would be difficult for them to survive...

Thinking over the cliff, in front of the cave, there are rows of brocade guards waiting in formation, each holding a crossbow in their hands, pointing to the cave, murderous, with a stern look.

"Ah..." Accompanied by a long howl, an old man in white robes galloped over from a distant mountain peak. He leaped over the dangerous peaks that plunged into the clouds in a blink of an eye. who?

As Dongfang Yu expected, Feng Qingyang showed up immediately after a group of Jinyi guards blocked the entrance of the cave, and gave a high-pitched and long whistle to warn.It's a pity that the dense cave is deep in the mountainside, and the corridor is winding and winding, so the long howling sound has completely dissipated before passing through the corridor.

After thinking about the cliff, the brocade guards remained motionless, they didn't even look at the direction where Feng Qingyang was coming, their training was so elite that it was rare in the world.

Lin Pingzhi raised his left arm high, lowered it heavily, and shouted: "Put poisonous smoke!"

More than [-] guards in Jinyi rushed out of the crowd, each holding a special tubular bamboo tube in their hands, pulled off the cover of the bamboo tube, and entered the cave.Immediately, colorful poisonous mist rose from the cave and spread rapidly in all directions.

More than [-] Jin Yiwei's subordinates did not stop, and immediately ignited the herbs that had been prepared earlier, and piled them in front of the entrance of the cave, billowing thick smoke.It was strange to say that as soon as the colorful poisonous mist touched the thick smoke, it seemed to be alive, and it immediately retracted into the cave, and spread along the corridor to the dense cave.

The guards in Jinyi are extremely proficient at performing this action, and it is obviously a usual method.Jin Yiwei's behavior has always been like this, as for whether it is despicable or not, they absolutely don't take it to heart.The training they have always received is to achieve the greatest results at the lowest cost, and they will do everything they can!

"Despicable boy, stop now!" The howling sound was getting closer and closer, and Feng Qingyang's figure was less than three or four hills away from Siguo Cliff.

A purple figure flashed out and landed on a dangerous peak not far from Siguo Cliff, just blocking Feng Qingyang's way, no one could see where this figure came from, it was a Lin Yizhi, the commander of Jinyiwei wearing a python robe.

Amidst the sound of strong wind, Feng Qingyang landed steadily a few feet away from Lin Yizhi, his eyes were radiant, and he asked in a deep voice: "Lin Yizhi, what do you Jinyiwei mean? I, Huashan, and your Jinyiwei have never been in conflict with each other. He Shui, you Jin Yiwei acted like this, aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of other martial arts comrades?"

Lin Yizhi said lightly: "Since ancient times, chivalry has been banned by martial arts! Although the imperial court has rarely set foot in the rivers and lakes, it is not completely laissez-faire. To blame, it is only to blame that you Huashan descendants are too ambitious. Wuyue faction? Next you What do you plan to do? Do you want to unify the world and overthrow the imperial court?"

"You..." Feng Qingyang said angrily: "If you want to commit a crime, there is nothing to worry about. Lin Yizhi, I think you are ambitious?"

Lin Yizhi shook his head and sighed: "Feng Qingyang, I see that you have lived in seclusion for a long time, and you have lost your mind, right? I'm afraid you don't know yet, Shaolin and Wudang have temporarily closed the gates at my request. Let me, Jin Yiwei, do as we please. If Yue Buqun and that guy hadn't been too ambitious, how could they be like this?"

"What!" Feng Qingyang's body shook slightly, full of disbelief.

Lin Yizhi sneered and said: "Feng Qingyang, I advise you to arrest you without a fight, and maybe you can save this old life. If not, I will call you today to perish together with your Huashan faction."

"Hmph!" Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to kill this old man, it depends on whether you have the ability. Stop talking nonsense and do it!" After speaking, the long sword came out of its sheath and pointed at Lin Yizhi, the stream of light on the sword body turned around, and there was an endless "buzzing", and the piercing sword intent rushed straight to the sky.

Lin Yizhi's face was solemn, his hands were slightly behind his back, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the majestic fighting spirit covered the clouds and the sun.

On the peak soaring into the clouds, Lin Yizhi stood proudly with his hands behind his back, his eyes like lightning;

"Clang!" Feng Qingyan's right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and a cloud of light rain poured out of the long sword, and then the raindrops spread, and in an instant, the front and back of Lin Yizhi's body were full of light spots, making it hard to imagine that this was just Transformed from a sword.

Lin Yizhi's clothes and cloak fluttered by the cool breeze suddenly came to a standstill, his right foot lightly stepped on the ground, and immediately there was a roar like thunder, and invisible energy burst out of his body, counting the light rain collapse.

Lin Yizhi said lightly: "Feng Qingyang, don't make these boring temptations anymore. If you don't make a move with all your strength, you will never have a chance to make a move." When it appeared, it was about Zhang Xu in front of Feng Qingyang, and he slapped it out with his palm.No words can describe the power and speed of this palm.It is the style of "Yangchun Baixue" in "Six Sun Palms of Tianshan".

Dazzling light suddenly burst out between Feng Qingyang's eyes, and the long sword in his hand turned into a long rainbow, first it soared into the sky, the speed increased sharply, like an arrow off the string, and then rushed down in mid-air, hitting the ground like lightning On Lin Yizhi's palm. The "Broken Palm Style" of "Dugu Nine Swords" is in full swing.

The palms and swords intersected, but there was no sound, which was extremely strange.

Lin Yizhi let out a long roar, flew obliquely into the sky and fell back, and then rolled in mid-air, his body deflected against the common sense and turned towards the wind, from top to bottom, his palms pressed down heavily, in another form of "yang" Ge Furi".

The long sword in Feng Qingyang's hand turned into a mass of silvery-white awns, which flew across the void like a meteor chasing the moon, intertwined into silver light balls that shone endlessly, and met Lin Yizhi's palms.

With a muffled "poof", the silver ball of light exploded, turning into a tide of sword rain and palm wind, wave after wave hitting Lin Yizhi and Feng Qingyang...

(End of this chapter)