"My Dalin Temple is bound by a code. This is indeed a bondage to Huaque, a peerless arrogant."
Venerable Guanyin said with a wry smile: "But moving the flower palace is an elite route. The disciples of the men, handsome and beautiful women, are all martial arts superb, and all are beautiful and beautiful."
"What's more important is that Yihua Palace is a Taoist sect. It is not bound by clear rules and precepts. You do not need to be restrained in your actions...
In fact, the things Venerable Guanyin said are nothing more than appearances.
The real reason, even if you don't say it, the Venerables will understand it.
That is-the magical skill of moving flowers and trees!
Legend has it that this work was created by the patriarch of Yihua Palace in the Warring States Period.
Master Yihua, and Master Dalin, both taught the Dharma in the desert to preach in the grasslands.
The two are far apart. Although they admire each other, they only exchanged letters and never really met.
Before Master Yihua sat Hua, the most regrettable thing in his lifetime was that he didn't fight with Grand Master Dalin.
For Dalin Patriarch, this is the same regret.
In the Warring States Period, the two Western Regions were giants of martial arts.
However, for various reasons, he never learned martial arts in his entire life.
How to not make people feel sorry
However, the martial arts of Yihua Palace should not be inferior to Dalin's magical arts in the eyes of the Venerables.
As for the two great powers, it is hard to know who is strong and who is weak.
"The magical skill of Yihua Palace requires extremely high talents. Like Dalin's magical skill, it has been thousands of years ago, and no one can practice successfully anymore."
Venerable Fool said with emotion: "I really didn't expect that the perfect talent I cultivated in Dalin Temple ended up being cheap at Yihua Palace."
The voice fell, and the venerables looked at each other, their smiles a little bitter.
Huaque left Dalin Temple. Although the venerables were angry, they were just like that.
After all, Huaque’s body is filled with the blood of the eight lines of the Shi family, which is the same source as Dalin Temple after all.
But now, Huaque has joined the Yihua Palace, and has also learned the magic of moving flowers and trees.
Obviously, the heart of Huaque is no longer in Dalin Temple, and even no longer in the eight lines of the Shizu.
Such a peerless genius, but it is cheaper to Yihua Palace, who can be cool
But this is also something that can't be helped.
Hua lacks perfect talent and is destined to be unable to practice. Regarding Dalin Temple, the highest sense of existence.
Therefore, Huaque will choose Yihua Palace in the end.
Passing by Dalin Temple, but not entering.
This is not difficult to understand.
"Huaque joins Yihua Palace, that's all, but he wants to interfere, the saint son of our temple..."
Venerable Fool's words only spoke in general, and suddenly stopped abruptly.
However, the venerables understood the meaning contained in these words.
If it were the first time, the Venerables would naturally hate Deng Jiuling and hope that the illusory young master will be on top.
Even if this process was achieved with the assistance of Huaque, it didn't really matter.
but!
When Deng Jiuling showed, after the Dragon Elephant Power and Dragon Elephant Sutra.
The attitude of the venerables towards him has undergone a subtle change.
"No matter how good Huaque is, it is after all, the person who moved the flower palace."
Caressing the white beard, Venerable Medicine said meaningfully: "No matter how bad Lei Feng is, that's also a disciple of my Dalin Temple."
"Furthermore, I still know the bottom line, sitting up from the end of the day, step by step, steadily fighting, and finally have today's achievements."
"Furthermore, if Lei Feng loses, it is equivalent to defeating Dalin Temple."
This…
When the voice fell, the venerables were in a commotion, and their expressions changed.
In fact, everyone understands this truth.
However, now that I wake up, it is already-too late!
because!
Huaque had already put away his contempt and launched Deng Jiuling, which originated from the magical skill of Yihua Palace!
…
At the moment, on the ring.
Hua is short, standing with a negative hand, white clothes wins snow.
Such as a son, the son of the turbid world,
Manly, looking at Deng Jiuling.
"Lei Feng, in view of your excellence, I don't despise you. Today, I will let you appreciate it, which stems from my magical skill of moving the flower palace."
Like a god, overlooking Deng Jiuling.
On the handsome face of the young man in white, there was a smile: "Flowers are not flowers!"
Wow!
The voice fell, and the sky was full of peach blossoms, suddenly changing.
sword!
That is a... long sword!
But in a flash, the sky full of peach blossoms turned into countless sword auras.
"It turns out that these peach blossoms are not real peach blossoms, but are the power of wind!"
Seeing a clue, the ethereal young master couldn't help but breathe in cold air: "It is extremely difficult to catch the wind as a sword."
"The magical skill that can move the flower palace can actually shred the void into countless pieces."
"And use the Feng Shui array method to compress the air fragments, pack them, and turn them into peach blossoms!"
Shocked!
If this scene hadn't been seen with his own eyes, he would have killed the ethereal young master, and he would not believe it.
Not long ago, Huaque manipulated a piece of peach petals and easily split the ethereal young master's chest.
At that time, the Misty Young Master was very strange, even if he was inferior to Huaque, he would not be so unbearable.
But now, the Misty Young Master finally understood that what Huaque was controlling was the air attack.
Air is everywhere, colorless and invisible.
If a person is out of the air, it does not take long before he will die.
Huaque manipulates the air, how can the ethereal young master dodge
"Actually, I can also catch the wind as a sword, but it is not too realistic to control thousands of long swords at the same time."
"Divine art, it really is much more powerful than jerk!"
Click!
Fists clenched, in the eyes of the ethereal young master, full of jealousy and envy.
But the Misty Young Master understands that no matter how talented he is, it is impossible to cultivate Dalin magical arts.
and so!
In this life, no matter how strong the ethereal young master is, he is destined to be overwhelmed by Hua Que.
"This is the magical power, is it powerful?"
"So strong!"
"Yihua Palace is worthy of being a martial arts holy land comparable to Dalin Temple!"
At this moment, thousands of disciples all stood up one after another, with excitement and shock in their eyes.
"Divine art, that's a divine art!" Xiao Zhan stepped back, his eyes full of madness.
At this moment, in Xiao Zhan's heart, all pride and self-confidence had turned into nothingness.
At this moment, in the hearts of countless disciples, the young man in white clothes standing with his hands turned upright like a god.
"Lei Feng is indeed very strong, but he is at the same time as Huaque, which is really sad."
Mu Wanqing's hair moved with the wind, her eyes filled with sighs.
At this moment, the disciple of the cousin of Life and Death felt extremely sad and desperate.
Between the heavens and the earth, there was Huaque. The majestic and staring voice: "Cut!"
Cang! Clang... Clang!
In an instant, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, covering the sky and the earth.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Thousands of peach blossom wind swords turned into torrential rain, and instantly enveloped the ring.
Accompanied by the sound of a huge bombardment, the strong arena that was originally more than ten meters high.
At this moment, the ring is like tofu, constantly being cracked.
But for a while, the huge ring has been torn apart and crumbling.
"This flower is so cruel!"
Holding the feather fan, Mei Lang looked angry: "He deliberately destroyed the ring and made the lord have to lose!"
Huaque’s oath of heaven and earth meant that within three strokes, Deng Jiuling would surely get off the ring.
Now, Huaque's third move has directly destroyed the ring.
How can Deng Jiuling, who has no place to stay, not lose
"Huaque is not only amazing in martial arts, but also undoubtedly counted. It is really hateful to block all the retreats of the senior brother."
Click!
The pink fist clenched tightly, and Zhou Feixue's beautiful eyes were full of anger and worry.
Huaque, too strong!
It's strong, almost suffocating!
Hua lacked a trick, "Flowers are not flowers", instantly squeezing the void.
Thousands of Peach Blossom Sword Qi was mobilized, and the entire ring was cut to pieces.
"Everything is over!"
Stepping on the peach blossoms, the white-clothed young man stands with his hands in his hands, like a god.
"If Huaque is really in the ring, such a terrifying attack will destroy him."
Xiao Zhan sucked in a cold breath: "This cut cut all the lives on the ring into nothingness."
"Lei Feng is really miserable. Even if he is dead today, he has no bones left!"
In Xiao Zhan's view, even if it was Huaque, the deity descended.
The cut just now would also cut Huaque, and cut it by himself.
but!
Huaque just condensed an incarnation with the help of Feng Shui formation.
The person is still standing, ten miles away.
Therefore, no matter how terrifying the battle, it will not affect Huaque himself.
but!
In this ring, no matter how strong your martial arts are, you will be ruined!
This is the power of Huaque!
This is the power of magic!
At this moment, the young man in white, the peach blossom under his feet, accompanied by the sword energy that day, gradually disappeared with the wind.
Light as feathers, the young man in white fluttered and fell to the ground in the wind.
"How much do you know about the flowers in the dream, the flowers in the mirror are not flowers..., everything is over."
Turning around, the white-clothed youth shook his head slightly, preparing to leave.
Strange to say, even if Deng Jiuling was killed.
But there is no happiness in the heart of the white-clothed youth.
Instead, it was a faint sadness.
"Without Lei Feng, a man of great fortune, although these four seas are big, who else can be qualified to be my opponent?"
sigh!
At this moment, the young man in white was standing under the ruined arena.
The whole body turned into a sky full of peach blossoms, and began to dissipate continuously.
Now that things here have come to an end!
Then!
It doesn’t make any sense to continue to stay here!
But in a short time, the legs of the white-clothed youth had turned into nothingness.
Then, the hands and the body.
When the head starts and dissipates.
The young man in white shook his head slightly and looked at the ring again.
Although, even if it is, the white-clothed youth, don't look at it.
He also knows the result of this battle.
after all!
I'm afraid it will be tricky to change the magical skill of Zhenshan Mountain from the Flower Palace to a Venerable.
Although Deng Jiuling is strong, but his martial arts can really do it
Ha ha!
What an international joke!
Under the "flowers are not flowers", under the special skill, any warrior under the nobleman is destined to be killed in a flash!
however…
When the incarnation of Huaque was about to dissipate between heaven and earth.
He turned around and looked back, only glanced at the ring.
He suddenly became stiff, and suddenly felt incredible...