Vol 7 Chapter 177: Gentleman ghost

"The name of the comer!" Xin Song pressed with two palms, and his energy burst out. Volley left two clear handprints on the solid granite, which shows how powerful his hands are.
Dongfang grinned and said, "The strength is not small, but it is also the ability to pick big dung. As for the name below, hey, you still ask the king!"
As soon as the voice fell, his body fluttered forward like a breeze, printed directly with one palm, and went straight to Xinsong's door.
Xin Song's heart was furious, his hands turned empty, and Feng Yunmeng was out of school.
In his eyes, Xin Song devoted his entire life to both hands. In his eyes, the world holds great power. In addition to Xu Qingyi, the "celestial hand", Xue Gongwang, and "Tianzun" Li Daotian, he has to count his "supporting the sky" "Hand" Xin Song.
As for the rising star Ye Qingxuan's [Dragon Eighteen Palms], it is a fake style touted by the world and cannot be compared with his kung fu.
In the case of self-confidence in the palm of his hand, even if he knows the oriental maggots who do not know the details, since the other party uses the palm of his hand, he must use the palm to make the other party suffer. It is necessary to fight hard.
It's just that his power is not bad, but it's too slow.
Dong Fang hit it with a single palm. Seeing that the palms of the two sides were about to hit in one place, the Lord of the Demons had a spin in the air. He actually used a light skill to draw an arc, letting the palm of the front pass, and attacked the opposite door again.
what! ?
Frightened by the strangeness and speed of the opponent, Xin Song quickly put his hands back and resisted.
Dongfang Jiha laughed, and her body twirled again, and went around behind Xin Song, and continued the same palm, but she slaps the other's head.
Xin Song's cold sweat suddenly took off, and he didn't care to turn around, and backhandedly, blocking the back of his head.
Snapped!
With the full palm of Dongfang Qiang, despite being blocked by the opponent, Xin Song flew out, his head buzzed and his vision blurred after landing.
not good!
Xin Song secretly suffered a big loss and was stunned by the other side for a while.
There was a lingering shadow in front of me, and the sound of wind came from my ears. Xin Song was frightened, and he fully protected his body and held his breath. One palm guarded the other, and the other palm resisted in the direction of the wind.
Snapped!
This slap was so real that he fought hard without any fancy.
The other party exclaimed, and at the same time, the voice flew away with the sound of clothes flying through the air. Xin Song immediately knew that the move was right, and it really shook his opponent away.
The skill turned in my mind, and my vision suddenly recovered.
But at the moment of his triumph, the brothers and sisters of the audience exclaimed and flew to the stage ...
A hint of wonder floated in Xin Song's heart--
What are they doing?
As soon as the thought started, close to the ears, a ghostly laughter came and said, "Well, you are dead!"
Click!
The sound of a cervical vertebra burst came, and the whole world suddenly suspended.
Xin Song's final vision was his blood-sprayed chest and a oriental smile with a strange smile ...
Between several tricks, Dongfang Yu actually used the nineteen changes of Ningfeng's body, first superimposed his palms to stun Xin Song, and then used the method to create the illusion that he was hit by the opponent with one palm. He turned silently behind Xin Song, and while the other party was fully awake, he picked the other person's head.
[Nine Wind Changes Nineteen], not only speed, but also weird control of sound. The body can not only come and go like the wind, but also quietly. Xin Song is arrogant and ignorant of his opponents. Gong's change is impermanent and he loses his life.
Feng Yunmeng's brothers and sisters screamed in sorrow, but Dongfang Li laughed at Xin Song's head and turned to watch the podium.
Throwing the man at the foot of the King of the Mountain, he laughed and said, "Fortunately, the mission of the Lord is not humiliated, the urinal is brought back smoothly!"
"The King of Mountains" was inexplicably excited, and he couldn't help but laughed, "The Oriental Sovereign really believes in people, those ten beauties are yours!"
After speaking, holding up the head and looking around, the masters of the magic gate gave him so many years of forbearance to burst into an instant, and even stood in public, unbuttoned his crotch, and really drank a bubble on the head, shouting: "Good urinal , Good urinal, ha ha ha ... "
This time, but it is really a master of the Fengyun League, the two sides of the life and death feud came!
"Monster, return my brother's life!"
Feng Yunmeng's Jiutaibao "Liaoyuan Gun" Yang Qing sighed and leapt to the stage.
"Nine Masters ... Come back soon!"
This time Ertaibao's "Wushuangjian" Lu Jianming couldn't stop it, and immediately regretted it.
The Fengyun League's thirteen Taibao, although they are all above the virtual mirror, but the master of the magic gate not only enters the virtual state, but also the realm of the later period of the virtual state. The magic gate means emerges endlessly. Jiushi was so impulsive that the consequences would be unthinkable.
"On the stage, do you want to leave?"
The figure flickered, and the ghost ghost's "ghost" Yin Jiu ghostly stood on the stage.
what! ?
Seeing Yin Jiuyou come to power, it was Yang Qing who was also surprised.
Originally, it was because of an impulse that he got on the stage. I never thought that it would be the ghost of Yin Jiuyou. I heard the master Zhao Fengchan said that this Yin Jiuyou once fought with Yan Wuchang, a ghost sword, for three days and three. There is no victory or defeat at night, but it is a master of the heavenly level. Even if his own brother Zhao Fengchan came, there is no certainty that he will win. So it is not enough to take the shot by himself.
Thinking of this, the cold sweat of Yang Qing, "Hagiwara Gun", shed.
At this moment, a sneer came, "Is Brother Yin wrong? Is n’t Brother Yang Qing taking the stage to challenge him, but collecting the remains of his brother Xin Song. If Brother Yin is itchy, why not play with your hands?" "
When the voice fell, Li Muru stood on the stage with a graceful shirt.
it is good--
The applause of the crowd around him was loud.
Even ordinary people outside the field can see that Yang Qing is frightened, and his brother Xin Song has already died. The ghostly master of magic gates looks better than the Qingpao scholar just now. He will undoubtedly lose his shot. On the contrary, Li Muru, who is a master of heaven, definitely has the confidence to win.
For a time, not only did the crowd watching the stage applaud Li Muru, praising him for being worthy of being a gentleman of the Dao, and saving people in danger, was a master of Feng Yunmeng, and he was also very grateful.
Li Muru played beautifully.
Not only won the favor of everyone, but also avoided the real master-Li Moyin.
Li Muru was originally a cold-hearted person. Regarding Xin Song's death, he did not feel any guilt in his heart, although it was his first stimulus to come to power, but he lost another battle.
However, in this competition, he did not intend to win at all, as long as he took the opportunity to establish his chivalrous reputation in the world without fear of demons and upholding justice.
As long as Li Moyin is avoided, even the Lord of the Demons, he has the confidence to win. At this point Yin Jiuyou came on, how could he miss the opportunity?
It is very desirable to have both the chivalry of being saved and the confidence to win the magic gate.
Ignoring the ups and downs of the audience, watching Yang Qing gratefully accepted Xin Song's corpse and stepped down, Li Muru smiled, and said happily, "How about, Yin Yin, but I don't want to talk to my brother Fight? "
Yin Jiu's weird laughter sounded behind the mask, quietly rising up like a ghost, and disappeared suddenly, then appeared ten steps in front of Li Muru, and flicked his right hand, like a black ghost The formed sword stabbed at Li Muru.
"Good job!"
With a long cry, Li Muru stepped out, leaning slightly, and the sword in his hand jumped out of the scabbard, and a group of lights shone on the enemy's fast and incorruptible sword.
Peng!
With a light noise, the light suddenly converged, the black smoke subsided, and the two flew back together.
"Interesting." Yin Jiuyou drifted back to stand, stretched out her hand, and wrapped her sword in black smoke like flames again, nothing like a sword-shaped ghost.
Li Muru also stood awkwardly, his sword radiating dazzling silver.
The black and white swords of the two sides are as distinct as each other's clothing, character, and origin.
The sound of yelling around was raised again.
"Yin Brother has great skill!" Said Li Muru.
"Brother Li is good at swordsmanship!" Yin Jiu said quietly.
"Take the trick!" The two drank together.
Yin Jiu's body flickered, and she swept towards the void two feet away, and then she calmly settled for a moment, then swiped back, swept straight back, and went straight to Li Muru, while swinging the ghosts floating in the sky Shadow, somehow true or false.
[Ghost Shadow Sword] The essence is the combination of speed and virtual shadow.
In terms of body skills, Yin Jiuyou is definitely not as fast as the Oriental, but he is not too obedient, but his swordsmanship is faster, and the illusory phantom is more elusive.
Even if some people can keep up with his speed, they can't see the true and false of the opponent's sword and body.
If it wasn't for Li Muru, if he had changed to a master at any lower level, he wouldn't have noticed the dazzling and dazzling figure of Yin Jiu and its hidden essence.
In the face of the oncoming ghost, Li Muru saw that the other person's true body did not come in a straight line, but the speed flickered slowly and the direction flickered ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Teaching people can't figure out his place at all.
Masters against each other, any mistake in judgment is enough to cause failure and death, Xinsong before is an example.
From this we can see how amazing the ghostly ghost sword of Yin Jiuyou.
Li Muru snorted coldly, responding to change constantly. The whole body's clothes move automatically without wind, the clothes fly, the sword slowly condenses the light in his hands, his eyes shoot out unprecedented brilliance, watching the coming of Yin Jiu You.
Seeing Yin Jiu looming, Li Muru made a long howl, and a sword condensing a strong light went away.
The sword was pushed to half, and a sword screaming like a dragon screaming and screaming, followed by the sword. Suddenly a light dragon came into existence, bringing the wind and the sky, and the waves rolled towards Yin Jiuyou.
Suddenly, the surroundings become dazzling, as if the sun is burning.
The shape of Yin Jiu, like a ghost, and the black sword entwined with black smoke, were scattered by the sun a lot.
Such a mighty power is precisely the "Three Light Swords of Thirty-Three Lights" by Li Muru.