"Tai Chi is the ancestor. She is more flexible in picking flowers. If you want to be the ancestor, you should save effort."
"Only the elderly have a special liking for Tai Chi. Could it be that Prince Kang Duan is old?"
"Oh? In this way, Senior Wukong is an old demon who is neither human nor ghost? I want to ask for advice."
However, everyone was concentrating on their breath and holding their breath, looking like a battle was coming. This was the real master's fight. If they did not have strong internal strength, even if these two unique skills could be used in the embroidered pillow, they would be unusable in the embroidered pillow.
Ming Xixi looked at Zhile and clapped his hands and shouted, "Old monk, are you still following the trend at such a young age? Are you ashamed? Stinky stones, rub his old horse's spirit, hit his crazy evil spirit, and hit his shameless spirit hard!"
Monk Wukong laughed, and his eyes that seemed charitable still became cold and killed. What a ignorant little girl. If it weren't for the identity of Feng Shenxing, he would have killed her first.
"Okay." Muge is just right, and he is becoming more and more compatible with his fifth sister, and he is naturally happy. He cuts the mess with his quick knife and delays it will be detrimental to him.
The Tai Chi move suddenly changed, which was the illusion of yin blood coagulation, which was extremely vicious and fast, with a hint of ice and cold air. If each high-fighting force and the palm wind emitted by the palm, if it is hit, it will have a vicious air. The blood coagulation and frozen throughout the body within three days. Even if the Shengji Gate takes action, there is no cure.
Monk Wukong's face sterned, his eyes became deeper, and his flower-picking massage hands were no longer applicable. It followed and turned into a long fist of heaven, with fierce and cruelty as a lion and tiger, fast and thunderous as lightning.
The atmosphere suddenly became nervous again. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already passed fifty or sixty moves. Although the outcome was obvious, Muge's move could always be avoided by Monk Wukong in time.
Ming Xixi looked carefully. The monk Wukong was defeated because his internal strength was strong enough and he was almost always avoided by him. However, it was already difficult for him to deal with it. If this continued, even though Muge would win, it would also consume his physical strength and internal strength, which was not cost-effective. I thought to myself, why not secretly help Muge? Although this is not very bright, she is always deceiving the enemy. She is not using any hidden weapon to poison her, but just adding some spiritual power to Muge.
At that moment, I silently recited the Heart Skill and condensed my spiritual power. I suddenly stretched out my hand. Between my fingers, a little starlight shot towards Muge, who was just facing her. The spiritual power was injected into Muge's body, and a tender voice suddenly sounded in my mind: "Muge, you already have spiritual power in your body, hurry up and destroy the old monk."
Mu Ge was surprised and had no time to think about it. A deep internal force suddenly condensed in his palm. He "takes an arrow and falls a geese" with one move. He aimed at the hollow gate that appeared in the flash of the other party, and attacked Monk Wukong in two ways.
Monk Wukong reacted very quickly and quickly. He jumped back several steps and turned around. Muge's moves were not old and attacked tightly. When he suddenly approached, it suddenly changed into "living Buddha stealing the sky". He grabbed Monk Wukong's left shoulder with one palm, and fell from behind his neck, and his legs were not idle. At the same time, he jumped up and hit his lower abdomen and lower body with his knees.
"You... despicable!" Monk Wukong had no choice but to avoid his lower body, but could not avoid his shoulders, and actually suffered a palm from Mu Song.
One palm is enough. This palm uses 80% of Muge's internal strength, not to mention that this internal strength also contains a spiritual power injected by Ming Xixi. Muge immediately stopped and retreated to Ming Xixi's side. Looking at Monk Wukong, he said coldly: "Senior Wukong, I advise you not to use your skills, otherwise you will die faster."
Monk Wukong's face changed drastically, and a change quickly occurred in his body. He asked in fear: "Muge, what kind of martial arts are you using?"
"Phantom Yin Blood Coagulation." Muge Ge gently spit out five words. When the people present heard this, their faces changed drastically. This was no longer a strange unique skill outside the pass, but an evil martial art that caused the world to cause bloody catastrophe a hundred years ago. Its founder named Canxue, whose appearance was different from ordinary people, and his behavior was strange and cruel. Later, the major sects in the martial arts world joined forces and set up traps, and finally Canxue was trapped and captured. It is said that they were dismembered by the major sects and threw them into the wilderness, attracting countless wild wolves and other carnivorous animals.
According to legend, Canxue has no disciples, nor does she have a wife and daughter. This evil martial art has long been listed on the blacklist of bans by the Jianghu because it is too sinister and cruel. A hundred years later, it has returned to the world, and the person used is still a high-ranking prince, which has made the living people present incredible.
Monk Wukong's body began to appear numb, his face turned like yellow earth, and he said in a trembling voice: "You, who are you from Canxue?"
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It's too late to have something to do today, and it's updated tomorrow. Zhang Tui: The emperor's Dark Night Pampering Princess, a nine-year-old slave concubine, and a counterfeit demon girl who is in trouble.