141 Yuqiong is in distress and fights Feiyan again

In the depths of the fairy palace group, the strongest group of people in the Jiuhuan Star are active there, and there are five Taoist palaces. There are also Baji Zhanxian, Qiongxiao Hall Lord, Yanyang Zongzhu, Wu Jiazhu and Tiansanzi, but they are not together.

In a certain array area, the Yuqiong fairy frowned and stepped carefully. Her feet were full of air, floating and invisible. The whole person's walking trajectory was wonderful, and the array prohibition could not be hindered.

However, when she passed by a dark palace, the dark disciples burst into black spirits, and the evolutionary whirlpool emitted horrible suction, which was fierce. The powerful prohibitions in the sky were a little unstable, and the face of the jade fairy suddenly changed.

"Jiuxiao Tianqing Xuan Daolian!"

The delicate shout sounded, and the jade fairy snow clothes fluttered, and a colorful Taoist lotus with blue jade as the main color was born under her feet. The magic texture was layer by layer, dense and endless, but because of the prohibition, it could not attract the power of heaven and earth, and it was still very difficult to resist the suction.

The beauty of the fairy Yuqiong was red, her eyebrows were angry, and she resisted desperately, but in the end, she was inhaled by the vortex on the door. The dark secret breath slowly convered, and there was a faint cry of the devil.

Because of the isolation of the array, no one knew, but the fighting fluctuation inside was faintly heard close to the door.

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In a palace, there is a ninety-nine-foot-square stone platform. The light screen is erected on all sides. The stone platform is full of rust and marks, but it exudes an ancient tenacious artistic conception, as if nothing can be damaged.

Boom!

The space on the stone platform shook violently, but two were fighting, a dark shadow, a bunch of red light, and the two people bumped into each other.

Bum! With another collision, the shadow retreated two steps, the red light was broken, and Nangong Feiyan's body slammed to the ground. Then he looked up angrily at the familiar appearance in mid-air - Xue Chen.

It turned out that Xue Chen deliberately showed the power of the three attributes in the last palace, which made Nangong Feiyan guess that he was Xue Chen, who also practiced the five elements, and lured him to this fighting palace. He wanted to defeat the arrogance and revenge of Nangong Feiyan with dignity, and was not ready to let him go.

Fighting methods, many forces have this rule. Taking Taiwan as the standard, there is naturally a fighting platform in the palace.

Most of the places of fighting are public, so the ban here is average, but it can just isolate fluctuations. In particular, this ancient fighting platform contains strange power and can absorb some energy, but it is not a fairy weapon. The material is not even known by Xue Chen.

"Xue Chen! I didn't expect you to be stronger!" Nangong Feiyan gritted his teeth and roared unwillingly, "However, I'm immortal now. I'll let you know what the gap is. Drink!"

With the violent drinking, Nangong Feiyan released the pressure of immortality. The invisible pressure of the primitive and violent physical power was surrounded by colorful flames all over his body. His pupils were purple and red, and hegemony was more than ten times stronger than the original half-step immortality, which is not the same.

But Xue Chen still stood there, no other action, and no intention to strengthen his strength. His breath was ordinary, and he looked down at Nangong Feiyan indifferently. His contemptuous eyes were more useful than any sarcastic words.

This made Nangong Feiyan tremble with anger, and his eyes burned, as if to penetrate the void. The flame on his body was also roaring, emitting the breath of burning everything filled the hall, but it was blocked by the closed door and would not leak.

But next, Nangong Feiyan did not immediately take action. Instead, he suppressed his anger and stared at Xue Chen. His hoarse voice whispered, "I haven't broken through and immortality. I have endured the quenching of Ziyang blood fire all day long in the secret territory of Jiuyang, as if suffering in the oil pan, and even the silver rift fire powder. The extreme pain of broken bones, that pain I can't forget in my life, like a knife mountain hell, too painful, you know? It's all to defeat you and wash away the shame. As long as I can kill you, I can get the recognition of the master and become a qualified invincible immortal of Yanyangzong!"

Finally, Nangong Feiyan's red hair danced wildly. Yintang was full of anger and completely crazy. He was hysterical, but Xue Chen was still cold-eyed, but he sighed in his heart: "Poor brainwashed!"

In fact, his own business bank also brainwashes its members, but it is more tied up with interests, but there is still some publicity of brainwashing, emphasizing heartfeltness. In fact, he is also disgusted, but at the same time, he hopes that his subordinates are sincere to the business. Human nature is like this, complex and contradictory.

Of course, all this is voluntary by Nangong Feiyan. If you are willing to be brainwashed and take it for granted, Xue Chen can't say, let alone sympathize.

"Dead!"

Nangong Feiyan's anger finally broke out, and it was more fierce, directly turning into a nine-foot huge dynamite magic phase. This is the real dynamite, which contains the infinite power of heaven and earth in the body. It is added to the fist, like an iron red hammer forging heaven and earth, which is extremely domineering.

But Xue Chen just gently pushed his palm, like a continuous blue wave, with a little flexible power, soft and rigid, and the palm lines seemed to be distorted and changing, evolving the tortoise and snake barrier. With a bang, the fists were facing each other, and the storm spread layer by layer, sweeping everywhere, but both of them were as stable as Mount Tai.

"Yangshen six captures!" Nangong Feiyan immediately changed his move, and the flames on his hands became more and more fierce. Suddenly, another four flame arms were derived from a pair of shoulders, and a total of six Yangshen's hands were captured at him.

Brush, brush, brush, brush!

Under the staggered six hands, Xue Chen had no gap all over his body. In a few breaths, the six hands of the Yangshen were captured more than a hundred times, but Nangong Feiyan's face was even worse, because Xue Chen was like a floating leaf. Every time the hand of the flame came, it would be discharged with the wind, and his whole body was extremely light, as if it was difficult to catch willow catkins.

For Xue Chen, such a speed is too slow to have a grinding effect at all, so he shouted, "I'm too lazy to play with you, Tiangong!"

His body broke the routine and twisted more than 100 degrees in vain, and then suddenly rebounded. His fist hit the void to compress the air. A thick shock wave bombarded Nangong Feiyan's chest, and the whole person turned into a rapid shadow and flew backwards, opening his mouth to spray blood, and sprinkled red.

Bum!

Nangong Feiyan hit the ground, coughed blood in his mouth, and his eyes were stunned. He shook his head and roared in disbelief: "I'm not dead. You are still a fairy soul cultivation. How can you be more powerful than me, ah!"

Under the crazy roar of Nangong Feiyan, sixty-four miniature vortices appeared in vain in the whole burning body. The core was eight light spots, emitting eight-color glow. After pouring into the whole body, the strength increased greatly, and the pressure increased by two or three times.

"Oh! Is this the method of your Yanyang Sect's magic orchi?" Xue Chen saw it at a glance.

Nangong Feiyan's face changed. He didn't expect Xue Chen to know this card, but he felt the infinite power in his body and hummed coldly: "The Jiuyang trick of this sect is the first-class secret method in the world. Eight hundred and ten air holes. I was quenched by the silver yang crack fire and practiced the Bayang trick. And 640 air acupoint, only under the ancestors and masters, double your strength. This time, you must be crushed!"

Xue Chen listened and nodded. He had to admit that Nangong Feiyan was indeed very talented in fire. If there was no accident, he was the next generation of Yanyang suzerain. Moreover, Jiuyang Dharma tricks are very advanced. Generally, no matter how many Dharma tricks there are, it is difficult to compare, but it is difficult to dig. It takes a long way to really understand the meaning of Jiuyang.

"It's a pity that you met me!" Xue Chen shook his head and sighed. There was no wind on the edge of the black robe. The five-color glow on his skin flashed, and the five-e elements of the wheel were running. The five magic orifices in the body were lit up one by one. There were thousands of air holes, and the air pressure was twice as strong as Nangong Feiyan. This was still not as his level and did not use all the tricks.

If it is also immortal, he can absolutely surpass Nangong Feiyan with only one series of magic tricks.

Looking at Xue Chen, who was like the god of the five elements, Nangong Feiyan grew strong jealousy from the bottom of his heart and roared; "Even if you practice the five elements together, you will be defeated under my Jiuyang immortal martial arts!"

"The first type, Shaoyang breaks the cloud finger!"

The red flame was compressed, and a red jade glazed sharp finger poked at Xue Chen, evolving from the burst of the flame.

But Xue Chen just raised his eyebrows and was surprised. He also poked his finger and moved a circle of five-color Jianxia. With a bang, the red jade finger was broken, because the edge was far inferior to Xue Chen, who had begun to understand the meaning of the law of the edge.

"Qingyang ascension sword!" However, Nangong Feiyan did not give up. He made another move and turned over and kicked his legs violently. Hongxia rolled upside down and pursued extremely fast speed, turning into a gas sword.

But Xue Chen smiled faintly. On the sword, he knew more, and then pinched the sword finger and stroked it casually. A wisp of sword light was twisted into a circle, and the circle formed a spiral gas sword. The two met it. His spiral gas sword cut the Qingyang ascension sword into pieces.

"Jiuyang Xian Wushu was created by the ancestor. It can't be defeated by you. Break it for me!" After Nangong Feiyan went crazy, he used the remaining few styles: "The hot sun hanging wave, Yaoyang Shifang burial... Long live Guyang fist!"

Bang bang, the battle is huge!

Unfortunately, it has been cracked by Xue Chen one by one. In fact, he can get close to the other party, but he doesn't. The purpose is to steal the teacher and personally feel the mystery of the Jiuyang Dharma. Because his Dharma orchi is complete, he has also practiced the Jiuyang Dharma Kure, but the mystery of advanced Dharma such as Jiuyang and Jiuyin is too difficult to understand. He has been unable to get started, only a faint vague understanding of Jiuyang and Jiuyin.

After feeling Shaoyang, Qingyang, Lieyang, Yaoyang, Chongyang, Tianyang, Zhenyang and Guyang, Xue Chenxie licked his mouth and said with a smile, "I didn't infer anything wrong. In the end, it should be Jinyang. What's better than Jincan's big day!"

Stepping!

Nangong Feiyan retreated several times, and a shock appeared on his face. Unexpectedly, Xue Chen actually performed Jiuyang Aoyi from his moves. At this moment, he fully understood that Xue Chen had always played him as a monkey.

Then, Xue Chen hit him hard and suddenly patted his forehead and laughed, "Oh! By the way, you only practice Bayang. The Jinyang trick hasn't been opened yet. If you don't understand the meaning, let me teach you!"

Immediately, the Jiuyang magic trick in his body was opened. The Jiuyang Aoyi was like nine nine-color dragons, and a golden sun appeared behind him, evolving nine circles of halo, as if he was the inheritance disciple of Yanyang Sect.

At that moment, Nangong Feiyan's self-confidence completely collapsed and muttered, "Impossible, no... How do you know Jiuyang magic power?"