Mu Yuanxiong pressed forward step by step, white smoke wrapped around his body, his energy circled and turned, rising higher and higher. Tan Yuzi finally couldn't hold it back anymore, his eyebrows stood up, he pursed his lips and let out a sharp scream, rushing forward and heading towards the middle palace. Mu Yuanxiong raised his hand, and more than ten streaks of white smoke wrapped around her right arm, like a poisonous snake showing its fangs, tearing open the green scales and burrowing into the flesh. Tan Yuzi's arm felt as if it was so heavy that it could not be delivered. When he went out, his expression suddenly changed, he took several steps back, his footing was unstable, and he almost fell to the ground.
In the sea of consciousness, the old beggar said: "The eunuch named Mu has reached the state of transformation by cultivating Xiantian Yiqi. You are no match for him. If you fight for a long time, you will lose. It is best to retreat!" Tan Yuzi activated the "Green Scale Technique" ”, forcing the white smoke into her upper arm to prevent it from intruding into her organs, knowing that she had fallen into the opponent’s plan for a moment, and urgently needed to find a place to rest. But if she walked away and Jiang Youyi fell into their hands, what would happen? One can imagine. She was a little hesitant. After getting along day and night these days, Tan Yuzi had a good impression and pity for this smart fox demon, and even had the idea of accepting her as her disciple. However, she couldn't bear to leave her behind in the end of the disaster.
The old beggar sneered at her weakness, made some sarcastic remarks, and urged her to come forward. Husband and wife were originally birds in the same forest, and they would fly apart in the end of the disaster. How much affection did she have with the little fox? Tan Yuzi had always obeyed his words, but this time he was stubbornly stubborn for some reason. The old beggar was furious and cursed loudly. Tan Yuzi obeyed, ignored him, and clenched his teeth to hold on.
Mu Yuanxiong's chest rose and fell violently, his face changed rapidly, from red to green, he spread his fingers to grab Tan Yuzi, white smoke
It swarmed out from her right arm and twisted into a chain. One end locked the flesh and blood, and the other end fell into Mu Yuanxiong's hand, turning the emptiness into reality and stretching straight. The sharp pain of tearing flesh and blood was like a needle or a cone, piercing the pit of his heart. Tan Yuzi raised his left palm and cut it down hard. The edge of his palm hit the chain, making a clanging sound, and wisps of white smoke rose up, then suddenly retracted. , the chain was intact, but it affected the flesh and blood body, making it even more painful.
Mu Yuanxiong sneered "Haha", with the victory in hand, he pulled the chain and pulled her closer, with a playful light flashing in his eyes. Since Ya was dead, he wanted to use her mantle to take out his anger on others. All kinds of thoughts had appeared in his mind. He was tortured severely, and the joy in his chest was indescribable. Tan Yuzi's footing was unstable, and he resorted to various means in a hurry, all in vain, wasting his true energy in vain. His "Innate Qi" changed endlessly, and he was controlled by others and could not break free. Even the old beggar in the sea of knowledge fell silent and stopped making noises.
Are you really desperate? Tan Yuzi's face showed a stoic look, and he pulled out a sharp blade from his arms and chopped it down without hesitation. His right arm was broken off at the elbow, and the remaining limbs were turned into ashes, and there was a faint crimson on the blade. A poisonous snake stings the hand, and a strong man removes the wrist. This knife is called "Zhijie". It blows hair and breaks hair, and cuts iron like mud. It is the treasure treasured by Master Yayin. No one in Qifan Temple knows about it, even Mu Yuanxiong is the head. When they encountered him, he was caught off guard and escaped from her.
Tan Yuzi cut off his arm with one strike, and immediately raised the "Corpse Dissection Knife" and slashed at Mu Yuanxiong. The sword energy shot out like a crimson crescent moon. Mu Yuanxiong roared angrily, crossing his arms in front of him to protect himself. White smoke gathered quickly, tightly entangling the sword energy. Tan Yuzi's sword was as powerful as breaking a bamboo,
After more than ten "Xiantian Yiqi" strikes in a row, the power was gone, leaving only a moderately deep wound on Mu Yuanxiong's chest. She was unable to seriously injure the enemy. She was disappointed in her heart. Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent had no time to stop him, He turned around and pounced on Jiang Youyi, trying to escape with him.
Taoist priest Izumo had been on guard for a long time and had been secretly gathering momentum for a long time. When he saw this, he activated his sword technique and flew his sword out of the sea like a dragon, entangling Tan Yuzi. He was alert and poking at the opponent's broken arm. Tan Yuzi had to concentrate on dealing with it and used the "Green Scale Technique" to repel the flying sword. After just a few breaths, Mu Yuanxiong regained his breath, let out a long laugh, and used "Xiantian Yiqi" as gracefully as a startling giant and as powerful as a swimming dragon, cutting off Tan Yuzi's retreat and gaining the upper hand again. Izumo Taoist Master took advantage of the situation and retreated, leaning his sword on the ground. He secretly calculated in his heart that Tan Yuzi was at the end of his crossbow and would no longer be able to stir up any trouble. She just didn't know if the "Book of Tao" hidden by Qi Fanguan was in her hands. Don't take it. In the end, it was all in vain.
Tan Yuzi was clumsy on both sides, struggling to fight, but still unable to break out of the shackles of "innate energy". When she was anxious, the old beggar in the sea of consciousness once again gave some advice. In desperation, she had no choice but to become a live doctor. , then he said angrily: "Master Shen, fellow Taoist Shen, please help me if you can. I am willing to go with you and let you do what you want!"
Mu Yuanxiong's heart trembled when he heard this, and he secretly retained some strength, but he heard Taoist Master Yun scolding, the flying sword rose into the air, and the star-speed lightning bolt struck into the flowers and trees. The sword light shot out and disappeared suddenly. The flying sword turned into ordinary iron, broke into several pieces, and fell to the ground with a clanking sound. Taoist priest Izumo's face suddenly changed. He put his hands on his chest. He was so bored that he felt like vomiting. He staggered back a few steps, his lips squirming slightly.
Move, want to speak but stop. Mu Yuanxiong felt like a thorn in his back. He didn't bother to take down Tan Yuzi, gathered his "Xiantian Yiqi", slowly turned sideways, and looked up, only to see a man walking out of the courtyard, dressed as a rich man, with a jade pendant tied around his waist. The color is green and white, with a vague appearance of being out of the dust.
With one move, he destroyed Izumo's flying sword. It was like driving away an annoying fly. Mu Yuanxiong felt frightened for no reason. How could he dare to underestimate him? He said seriously: "Kaiyuan Zong, Teng Shangmen, Qi Valley Three We are sent here to capture the remnants of evil spirits and do justice for heaven. My Taoist friends are meeting just in time. Why don't you wait for a while until I capture this beast and then talk to your Taoist friends in detail?"
Shen Yuanqiong shook his head and said, "I have an appointment with fellow Taoist Tan Yuzi. Since she is willing to go with me, I hope you will be more generous."
Seeing that he insisted on intervening, Mu Yuanxiong felt doubtful in his heart. He pondered for a moment, weighed the pros and cons, and decided not to break up with the other party. He asked tentatively, "I wonder if you know Master Qi Fan Guan Yayin?"
Shen Yuanqiong said: "We have nothing to do with each other and have never met each other. This trip is only for Taoist friend Tan Yuzi and has nothing to do with Qifan Temple. You don't need to ask me why. If you don't want to let go, you and I can do it. Have a good time."
The corner of Mu Yuanxiong's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked around. Teng came to the door to explain to the head of Qigu Valley that he hadn't arrived yet. The people who came were all cats and dogs. Junior nephew Izumo was already considered a leader. He was more successful than successful, but more likely to fail. I hope If he couldn't, he took a deep breath and said: "Since Fellow Taoist Shen has come down the road, as a landlord, I should accompany you. I also ask Fellow Taoist to give you some advice——"
From the beginning to the end, Elder Mu Yuanxiong’s words were quite polite.
With his unruly and arrogant nature, for some reason, he was extremely afraid of Shen Yuanqiong, as if there was a tremor rising from the bottom of his heart, making him shudder. Under the eyes of everyone, it is really unreasonable to let Tan Yuzi off easily. If his skills are not as good as others and he is inferior, he has to give in... As for whether others believe it or not, he believes it anyway.
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