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A young girl has a stunning appearance and a graceful back like snow, which is colder than the bright moon in the sky. At this moment, her green hair is rippling like a waterfall, and the Chilong Beast is roaring under her feet.
She made fist seals, and her fists were like grasping the changing wind and clouds. She was on top of everyone, and a deep and majestic aura swept across all directions.
She looked down into the void, her eyes even colder than this cold winter, and the dragon's roar shocked people's soul. As her fist fell, there was nothing fancy about it, but it seemed that even the rivers and lakes would be shattered by this punch.
"Chilong Fist! Royal heir!"
One day, the deacon of Frost Valley realized the truth and exclaimed.
This punch was so powerful that a red fist energy was as crystal clear as blood jade, crossing the sky, the air was pierced, and the air waves were like the sea, drowning the famous figures of the three sects of Sixiang Dao at once.
Boom!
It was as if the gods had dropped a hammer, and the earth shook violently. Large cracks were several feet long and spread out. The elders of the three families grunted, as if they were struck by lightning. They staggered backwards, their faces flushed, and they barely stopped until they were more than ten feet away.<
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At this time, everyone looked up at the sky. In the minds of many young people, they could not forget this picture in front of them for more than ten years.
A beautiful and cold girl, surrounded by a red dragon shadow, stood in the wind and clouds. Wherever she looked, many martial arts masters couldn't help but avoid their eyes, not daring to face such sharpness and majesty.
"Princess!"
At this time, there was a commotion at the outermost edge of Xueyao Mountain. Someone from the local garrison shouted loudly, and the soldiers moved together and gathered in front of the stone gate.
"Could it be that she is the only daughter of this generation's demon-suppressing king, the Princess of Hanyang who was personally granted the title of Princess of Hanyang by the Emperor of the Han Dynasty!"
"The Chaoyang of the Han Dynasty is unmistakable. This is a Chilong chariot. It was customized by the Ministry of Etiquette. Except for the concubines above the imperial concubines in the harem, in the whole world, only the Princess of Hanyang owns a Chilong chariot."
Everyone in the world was shocked. The world-famous Princess Hanyang actually came to the Moyun Mountains and showed such a force that shocked everyone.
"No, it's not her true cultivation. She doesn't have a true energy field. This is using the Chilong Fist as a guide and with the help of the energy and blood of the Chidra beast!"
There is a protector of the Biluo Sword Sect who has a burning gaze and tells the truth. This makes many people in the world feel relieved. After all, this Hanyang Princess is too young, only fifteen years old. If she is not even a match for a second-rate person, then she is
The cultivation level is too terrible. The younger generation may only be able to keep pace with the four outstanding figures on the Dragon and Tiger List here.
"What a peerless beauty. I've heard of Princess Hanyang for a long time, so why not meet her." Shi Wusheng said, this war dragon's eyes were bright and he did not hide the admiration in his heart.
"It's better to drink wine from a monk, a beautiful woman with painted skin, and Amitabha Buddha!"
The little monk Mingjue shook his head. He shook his bamboo stick, and there seemed to be the sound of water in the gourd of Minghuang wine. He smiled brightly and his eyes were hazy in drunkenness.
"In the Qing Dynasty of Wudang, I met Princess Hanyang."
This is when Qian Tianyijian spoke. He is as powerful as a dragon and has a temperament like an immortal. When he saw the world-famous Hanyang Princess, a light flashed in his pupils.
"My fair lady, a gentleman is so greedy that he can't get what he wants. He tossing and turning, tossing and turning, oh, I can't sleep..."
The poor scholar Luo Shuang shook his head and spoke in a high and low tone. The Book of Songs became strange in his mouth, which always made people sick. Some disciples from aristocratic families had read poetry and books and were very talented. At this time, the corners of their mouths twitched. If it were not for fear of their martial arts, Most of the time I couldn’t help but beat him.
On the dragon car, the girl stepped like a dragon, accompanied by the red dragon shadow. She was like a sharp arrow. She ignored the shouts of the garrison generals and fell into the land ten feet in front of the stone gate.
"Rush!"
Seeing the garrison general and the cavalry galloping, they were about to arrive in front of them. Someone in the crowd shouted loudly, and thousands of people from the rivers and lakes rushed towards the stone gate.
Su Qinian also moved. He walked through the crowd, his whole body seemed to be slippery. Every time everyone touched his body, it seemed as if they were moved away by an invisible force. He was like a swimming fish. , arrived more than ten feet in front of the stone gate.
In just a few short breaths, Su Qinian saw the girl's figure like the wind. Even though she only had the power of blood and energy, she quickly crossed ten feet and arrived in front of the stone gate. After entering the twisted air, In an instant, the girl's heart felt connected. Their eyes met in the void, and the corners of their mouths moved slightly, as if they wanted to say something, but the next moment, the girl's figure was swallowed up by the twisted air.
Dozens of feet away, Qian Tianyijian's eyes dimmed. Although he did not move, some other Wudang disciples who arrived had already moved. He grasped everything in front of the stone gate and was mentally sharp, and immediately captured this scene.
"Junior brother Su, don't worry. Senior brother is here to help you get out of trouble."
Phew!
In an instant, the Palm Peak disciple of Lion Peak moved. He was like a hurricane and sank into the crowd, and dozens of people were blown away.
Not good!
Su Qinian's heart was beating wildly. The sword from the sky was staring at him. At this time, he was still more than three feet away from the ten feet in front of the stone gate.
"Boy, you are very slippery. At such a young age, you still want to seize your destiny!"
This was a Huashan disciple who was close to the age of a weak man. He had a sneer on his lips and patted Su Qinian on the shoulder with one hand.
The air shattered. This palm movement was powerful and heavy, and the power of Hunyuan was beyond the power of a sweat-blooded horse, but it was still far from the power of a Pegasus. Obviously, this person's "Hunyuan Gong" cultivation level has surpassed After reaching the seventh level, we entered the eighth level of Kung Fu practice.
Boom!
In an instant, Su Qinian did not dare to retain much more. The energy and blood belonging to the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" burst out. In an instant, there seemed to be a thunderous explosion. Under the horrified eyes of the Huashan disciples, an astonishing wave of energy burst out. The power of Qi and blood washed away like a huge wave, Hunyuan's palm power collapsed, and he was knocked away like straw.
Boom!
Su Qinian violently trampled the ground with his right foot. If the war drum beat, he knocked several people away and rushed nearly three feet.
What!
At this time, some people in the world were shocked. This young man, who looked to be about the same age as the princess, suddenly became so vigorous, with a spurt of blood surging like the Yangtze River.
Hmm?
Qing Qian raised his eyebrows. Su Qinian's sudden outburst was indeed beyond his expectation, but he didn't care. He pointed his right hands together into a sword, and with a sneer, a pure white sword energy shot out, winding and circling in the void. , like a snake, it instantly spanned twenty feet and wrapped around Su Qinian's waist.
However, in the blink of an eye, Qian Tianyijian's pupils shrank slightly for the first time. Because the sword energy was entangled, he was unable to bear the force. The figure belonging to Su Qinian was like a mirror. Once entangled by the sword energy, it shattered. All over the floor.
There!
The next moment, in Qing Qian's sight, Su Qinian's figure flashed and entered the ten feet in front of the stone gate.
Turning around, Su Qinian glanced at Taoist Qingqian who was standing about ten feet away. The sounds outside disappeared when they reached the stone gate ten feet away, and everything was quiet.
Just for a moment, Su Qinian used the soul-destroying technique to direct the Qingqian Taoist's gaze into the phantom. Even if he had completed the second level of the "Ecstasy Technique", he was as confused as the heroes on the dragon and tiger list. In this short breath, , which consumes nearly half of the mental energy.
The two people's eyes met silently. Taoist Qingqian nodded towards him and made no move. The Palm Peak disciple of Lion Peak had a calm gaze, but even if the stone gate blocked it, Su Qinian could catch something from the depths of his pupils. The smell of danger.
This is a silent confrontation. Su Qinian seems to be slightly better, but he has a deeper understanding of the gap between them. He is more and more eager to build a foundation, but he also has ambitions. A gentleman's heart is like the sun and the moon in the universe. He He wants to try to hit a higher realm, not to mention that the girl had warned him not to build a foundation too early.
As soon as I thought about it, more than ten people broke into this ten-foot realm, including the younger generation, the older generation, celebrities and masters from various sects.
But it's a pity that in this land of ten feet, all internal skills are blocked, and only the physical body's energy and blood are retained. Su Qinian noticed the pressure on his back, but he didn't care, the skin membrane rippled like ripples, and the wind The understanding of sitting on water was carried through his whole body, reaching an extreme level.
Boom!
Immediately, like a sharp arrow, he flew across the land ten feet away and disappeared into the increasingly shrinking twisted air. (We have guests at home at noon. Please forgive me for being late. Please vote for recommendations and new book friends to collect. Hot-blooded Start moving.)