Hong Meng's voice sounded, and the palm force had already arrived.
There was a dazzling halo in the huge palm, and there was a buzzing sound between every gesture. Although it is a martial skill, it still possesses spiritual power that affects the mind. The strong light and sound make people dizzy for a while.
This set of palm techniques combined with the "Dream Heart Sutra" is still powerful when used alone, but its attack power can only be fully effective with the cooperation of the "Dream Heart Sutra". The lung veins were blocked, and he was unable to speak out the mantra, leaving less than 40% of the power of this set of palms. For the current Ye Qingxuan, it was really not enough.
Just as soon as he made a move, Ye Qingxuan pointed his finger at the sword, and the haloed palm shattered like a mirror. Hong Meng felt a burning pain in his palm. A purple color appeared, and the damaged meridians stretched from the palm to the forearm. The pain made him gasp, and it was difficult to perform the palm technique just now with his right hand.
Although Hong Meng was injured and retreated in embarrassment, it also affected Ye Qingxuan's suppression of Weng Xiaofei. With one free hand to deal with Hong Meng, it would be difficult to maintain [Yin-Yang Grinding], Weng Xiaofei took this opportunity to urge With a burst of strong energy, he pushed himself out of Ye Qingxuan's control.
Weng Xiaofei suddenly got rid of Ye Qingxuan, quickly opened the distance, and Lu Da's ghost fog also filled in time, blocking Ye Qingxuan's pursuit.
From detachment to concealment, within less than one breath, Ye Qingxuan watched Weng Xiaofei retreat into the ghost mist. With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he turned backwards suddenly, and fell to the ground like a free fall. The speed of the rapid dive was unexpectedly Overtake Luda's ghost fog.
Hong Meng, who was directly below him, was so frightened that he quickly moved sideways to avoid Ye Qingxuan's ruthless pursuit of him, but Ye Qingxuan didn't even look at him, and fell straight to the square of the Buddha Hall. Cowardly, Zhu Yang, the "sick dragon" in the square, was left alone.
Ah, not good!
"Get out of the way—" Hong Meng roared loudly, sending a warning message.
The "sick dragon" Zhu Yang also realized that something was wrong. The others were all far away from him and could not be rescued at all. Even if he wanted to escape, he did not have the confidence to get rid of Ye Qingxuan's pursuit.
In desperation, Zhu Yang could only do his best to meet the attack, hoping to block Ye Qingxuan's blow and join Hong Meng, Lu Da and Weng Xiaofei.
Zhu Yang bit off the tip of his tongue violently, spat out a mouthful of blood, in order to stimulate the potential of his whole body, folded his palms together in front of his chest, and shouted: "Heaven's will is one, there is no gap!"
Clang!
The Gang Qi on Zhu Yang's body instantly soared, and the golden light covered his whole body, turning him into an indestructible sharp golden knife, and slashed towards Ye Qingxuan who was pounced down.
With Zhu Yang's move, he sacrificed his life as a knife to cut through the sky, with the momentum to cut the sun and the moon.
Ye Qingxuan poked his palm into a sword and fell from the sky like a bright moon falling into the world, hitting the sharpest point of Zhu Yang's blade...
The desperate attack of both sides caused Weng Xiaofei and others to be horrified on the spot. The duel at the White Horse Temple had already shocked the whole city. This move actually caused these masters to have a terrifying scene that they couldn't see.
Boo—
A spreading ripple formed in the midair of Luodu City, blooming suddenly like the beauty of a star exploding in the universe.
Ye Qingxuan disappeared.
In the center of the square where more than a hundred statues of Arhats were originally erected, a huge hole appeared, bottomless; in midair, there was a golden knife that was broken in two, split into two halves, each flying in different directions , the pouring sword energy cut the streets on the ground into ravines of nearly a hundred feet.
Ye Qingxuan's sword cut off the blade of the "sick dragon" Zhu Yang, and also divided his body into upper and lower halves.
Successfully killed the "sick dragon" Zhu Yang, but this did not meet his wishes.
According to Ye Qingxuan's plan, this battle should have killed Weng Xiaofei or Lu Da, so as to ensure that he would not be surrounded by powerful enemies in tonight's duel.
It's a pity that Zhu Yangshe's life blow was still powerful. Although Ye Qingxuan succeeded in killing him, he still suffered from injuries that had to adjust his breath. Even if he wanted to kill them all, he still had to take into account the decisive battle at night.
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The starry sky tonight is particularly beautiful, densely packed with layered stars, big and small, covering the sky and the earth.
Unfortunately, there is no moon.
There was silence in front of the Taiji Palace. In fact, the entire imperial city fell into silence, and even the guards of the imperial city were gone.
From the outside, it is absolutely impossible to see that a battle that will determine the final fate of the Central Plains Dynasty is about to take place here.
The night is as cool as water.
Before the gate of the imperial city, a huge stone tablet was erected at some time. The stone tablet was almost as high as the city gate. It was carved from a whole piece of white marble. On the square body of the tablet, only four large characters were written - "Walking into the city" die!"
Ye Qingxuan walked through the empty square alone, came to the Jinshui Bridge, looked at the stone tablet in front of the bridge, then walked past, facing the open and red gate of the imperial city.
Under the starlight, Ye Qingxuan's front and back were bright, and after passing through the dark city gate, it was the interior of the imperial city.
At this time, in the seemingly empty world, there were countless pairs of eyes silently watching him. Even if Ye Qingxuan didn't expand his consciousness, he could clearly feel that there were no less than a thousand of these eyes.
Ye Qingxuan suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed, and couldn't help singing a song—
The heroes of the world come from my generation, and they will be reminded once they enter the rivers and lakes.
While chatting and laughing with Hongtu Domineering, it is unbearable to be drunk in life.
Lifting the sword and straddling the horse, swinging the ghost rain, the bones flew like a mountain bird.
The world is like tide and people are like water, only a few people in the rivers and lakes will return.
Ye Qingxuan walked through the dark doorway, and there was a huge square in front of him. The majestic Chengtian Gate stood in front of him, forming a small urn city in front and back. After passing through the Chengtian Gate, it was the inner city.
Ye Qingxuan stepped on the square in front of the gate, and slowly passed through the Chengtian Gate. The huge square of nearly five hundred feet was entirely paved with white marble. In the far distance of Ye Qingxuan's eyes was the supreme power center of the Great Xia court—the Taiji Hall.
In the center of the square, on a huge Chinese watch, a figure looked at the stars in the sky alone, silently waiting for Ye Qingxuan's arrival.
It was already midnight.
When Ye Qingxuan stopped and did not move, it happened to be the moment when the decisive battle started, not more than a minute, not less than a second.
In almost exactly the same time, countless figures appeared on the high walls and roof ridges all around five hundred feet away. Apart from the confrontation between the troops supported by each side and the north and south facing each other, there were some people on the high walls on the left and right sides. Wait and see the famous martial arts masters who won this battle.
Yan Gongzhan, who was dressed in a golden brocade robe, looked up at the sky and remained silent for a long time. Finally, when Ye Qingxuan stopped, he sighed slightly, "The night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City... It's a pity that there is no moon tonight, but the Forbidden City The top can also satisfy you... "
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said, "Is Mr. Yan here to welcome the guests?"
Yan Gongzhan turned his head and smiled slightly, "If someone else said that, he would be courting death, but if it were you, it would be appropriate. Let's go."