Nangong Qi was unable to make any response to grandpa's profound reminder...

The old man shook his head and sighed again!

"Qi'er, let me see your recent growth again. Attack me with all your strength, using the moves I just asked you about."

Nangong Qi's eyes widened slightly, "Are you going to use all your strength?"

"good."

"Ugh...I know."

After saying that, Nangong Qi lowered his eyes again, raised his slender hand obediently, bit the thumb of his right hand gently, and then stretched out his left hand again. Seeing that her left hand was in the shape of a palm and then a fist, he then touched the blood flowing from his thumb to the center of her left palm.

, it closed with force in an instant and made a snapping sound, and used this to guide the medium.

"The Jue of Worshiping the Seal, Opening the Seal of Heaven."

When her lips and teeth opened, Nangong Qi softly spat out six words. As the words were about to fall, an invisible aura suddenly formed all over her body, which was unstoppable. At this moment, even Nangong Qi's watery eyes were sharper than before.

Countless, sharp and sharp, and her clear beautiful eyes gradually turned into a light golden color at the same time, which was very touching.

She separated her sealed hands for the second time, lowered her head slightly and slowly lowered her hands...

A gust of breeze quietly blew through the beautiful face, and even the golden bodhi rattled and shook off the golden leaves at this moment...

Nangong Qi was completely integrated with nature, with pieces of falling snow scattered across the vast land. At this moment, her figure slowly disappeared into the void from bottom to top, leaving only the falling leaves and snowflakes flying wildly in the wind.

For a moment, the surrounding space seemed to be frozen and assimilated. Time and distance were the only ones swaying in the wind...

Until Nangong Qi's figure completely disappeared, leaving behind a picture-scroll-like scenery, who could have imagined the cold murderous intent contained in this world full of egrets.

Under the control of Nangong Qi's near-perfect illusion, the drifting white world suddenly stretched out a nearly perfect piece of mutton-fat jade, and touched the old man's back...

And under the penetrating eyes of the golden eyes, what the jade hand touched was the important vital gate of the human body.

The next second, her jade hands touched the surface of her body. It was as if she was using these jade hands to soothe her body silently. She didn't make any sound at all. It was light and light. What followed was a series of palm winds that fell and made continuous air breaks.

sound.

‘Luoxue Sixty-Four Styles.’

As Nangong Qi recited this voice silently in his heart, the space within the nearby radius has become the absolute domain under her control. This peaceful world seems to have been suddenly slowed down countless times. Only her graceful figure is not affected by it.

Falling Snow Palm Interference.

As time passes, the wind in Luoxue's palm has become faster and faster, and the frequency has become more turbulent. The snowflakes falling in the void also seem to reveal a strong murderous intention in her graceful dance...

"Qi'er, you lost again this time. With your current strength, you can't even see through my fake body."

The old man's voice echoed faintly in my ears, and his motionless figure gradually blurred, faded, and finally disappeared as the voice sounded...

It turned out that the moment Nangong Qi cast the illusion, she didn't know that she was already in the illusion, and the old man soon appeared not far away from her.

"You are too weak. Although this is indeed difficult for a warrior who has cultivated to the eighth level, I hope you can see through me in your own way instead of relying too much on your ability - come on, try to catch up with me.

speed."

At this time, the old man was obviously speaking to her in his true form.

Sure enough, the shot was still empty... When Nangong Qi heard the words, his body was startled for a moment, then he twisted his waist and made a swallow, and immediately reflected it in the direction of the source of the old man's voice, as fast as lightning and like thunder, unexpectedly Transformed into an afterimage.

The innate advantage of women was clearly demonstrated at this moment, but when the wind of the palm was waved again, no matter how close the attack was, it could not touch the old man at all. The old man could always dodge the attack one step ahead of her at the last moment.

"The speed is okay, but the strength is still too slow. Among warriors, your current destructive power has just reached the second level level, but your physique is far inferior to that of a second level warrior. You cannot even withstand a full blow from a true second level warrior - - Qi'er, the Nangong family has always been known for its ability to overcome strength with softness. Although strength is not what you are good at, don't neglect physical training. But the same is true for speed. Let's see if you can catch up with Meng Die, the chief disciple of Yuqing Pavilion. Using softness to overcome strength, can your physique be on par with Luo Sai, the 98th generation disciple of Yanhuang Soul?"

The old man kept scolding him. Although his body was almost touched by Nangong Qi several times, he was still able to dodge various attacks with his advantage in realm. The important thing is that at this moment, Nangong Qi's breasts were rising and falling... And that The breath of an old man who is nearly a hundred years old is not disturbed at all.

Yes, as a descendant of the Nangong family's orthodox bloodline, although Qi's speed is still above the first level, her weak physique cannot withstand the full blow of a second-level warrior. This is to some extent. It's kind of helpless.

"My child, fighting is never about speed or strength, but about wisdom. But you must not ignore the necessary basic training. Look at your physique, it is worse than those of foreign disciples."

Crack!

While the old man was speaking, there was an inexplicable crisp sound in the void. The old man stopped in his tracks. He glanced back and saw Nangong Qi. She was gently tapping her fatal point with a slender finger.

"It's over, Grandpa..."

"Qier, you...?"

The old man was completely stunned on the spot. Undoubtedly, when he thought that Nangong Qi was possessed by an illusion, Nangong Qi also had a plan in mind.

"This, this, this, this, this... As a master of ancient martial arts, there is no reason for a sneak attack! Oh, let's go drink." The old man suddenly glared and walked away. Even though he said this, his serious face rarely flashed. With an imperceptible smile, she is indeed his eldest granddaughter.

However, Nangong Qi didn't have any emotional fluctuations about this victory. He stayed under the bodhi tree for more than half a year. Maybe even an optimist would become much silent, not to mention Nangong Qi's not very outgoing character. .

Feng Yi had noticed this a long time ago. He had seen her quietly reading a book on the shuttle. Even if she was about to fall down and touch her body when she was dozing off, she would lightly tap her forehead with a finger. However, these were all It's a preface, but it can also reflect Nangong Qi's somewhat silent personality from the side.

Of course, she could only let go of herself when she was with people she knew well. At least when she was alone with Li Xiang, she felt particularly comfortable and not so restrained.
Chapter completed!