The name buried in the depths of her memory suddenly reappeared, Sang Mei's face turned pale for a moment, and she said in a trembling voice: "Ghost Mother, have you seen Ghost Mother, she, shouldn't she have been scattered a long time ago?"

Mu Zixuan smiled but didn't answer, and said: "It's all said, it's not more than three, I will only answer you three questions, but the answer to this question doesn't have to be declared." ”

Mu Zixuan is really angry, under the flow of strong wind, his clothes are windless, and he makes a posture of asking for battle and says: "After answering your three questions, you will take my three moves, three moves will not die, and you will naturally know the answer to the fourth question!"

Seeing Mu Zixuan's murderous intent, Sang Mei gritted her teeth and said, "Junior, since you don't answer, after killing you, torture your soul is the same!"

As the qi accumulates to the apex, Sang Mei sighed, and a swastika Buddha print appeared in the palm of his hand, which is the Buddha's mastery 'Swastika Buddha Palm', the palm line is solemn and magnificent, and it hits out violently!

"It's not uncommon for ghosts to do Buddha moves!" Mu Zixuan was happy when he saw the hunting, seven points of vigilance, and three points of temptation greeted him, and he did not shy away from accepting this move.

The palms were handed over, and there was a bang, and then Mu Zixuan sneered: "It's a pity that the skills and bodies are in conflict, after all, they are not decent." ”

After the fight, Mu Zixuan felt that the other party's strength was not as deep as he imagined, and secretly doubted: "Sang Mei is a person who has been famous for a long time, and he shouldn't just have such skills." But after thinking about it, he immediately knew in his heart, "Yes, after the defeat of the six evils, Sang Mei took away the body of the Buddha in order to avoid disaster, but everything has advantages and disadvantages, although using the Buddha's qi as a cover can cover up his own yin and ghost qi and avoid the pursuit and killing of righteous people, but under the collision of Buddha and ghosts, I am afraid that my ability is less than half." It's no wonder that she covets Ji Yaoyu's body. ”

At this time, Sang Mei smiled sinisterly, "Extraordinary, joke!" Then the golden swastika seal in his palm turned rapidly backwards, turning from a solemn golden Buddha light to a treacherous black ghostly qi, and with the reversal of the law seal, the outgoing true qi also suddenly turned into a reverse inflow. Mu Zixuan suddenly felt that his true qi was out of control, and he was inhaled into his body by his opponent endlessly.

Although Sang Mei was controlled by the Buddha body and could not exert his skills to the extreme, he also carefully studied a method of Buddha and ghosts. With the power of ghosts, the retrograde 'swastika Buddha palm' can reverse the Buddha seal, forming a vortex that attracts the opponent's true qi, and so on positive and negative reversal. The decisive plan is unguardable, and it can even suck the opponent's true qi and essence blood into the body, and there are not a few people who have been sucked dry under this trick for many years.

Feeling Mu Zixuan's true qi being sucked into her body, Sang Mei was feeling the meaning, and suddenly heard Mu Zixuan disdainfully said: "I should be a lot of killer moves, but good and evil are in the same stream." ”

The confident tone made Sang Mei vigilant, but it was too late, Mu Zixuan's vast true qi concealed a strange power that was not like the righteous path, although it was small. But it condenses yin and poison, like a water snake hidden under the surging torrent.

The open gun is easy to dodge, the dark arrow is difficult to prevent, the cold and piercing true qi invades the dantian, and there is a sense of déjà vu, which makes him shudder, and before he can react, the hidden true qi that has penetrated into the body suddenly surges, and the Sang Mei meridians suddenly suffered a strong impact. At this time, I also felt that the acupoints and meridians of my body were as cold as if they were soaked in the water of the Nine Shades Yellow Spring......

Sang Mei's heart was not good, and he hurriedly reversed the swastika again, and the true qi changed from internal to external, and threw off this palm with the burst of true qi. But his body was unstable and he took a few steps back.

"Sang Prison Master pay attention, the second move is coming!" Sang Mei hadn't yet stood still, but he saw that Mu Zixuan had already attacked, and a punch shot down like a meteor like a star, and there was a big contempt for the world. Invincible.

Feeling the power of invisible spiritual oppression that only the top masters on the opponent's body, Sang Mei suddenly felt cold all over his body, only to feel that the skill of the young man in front of him was deep, even when he was in his heyday, he would be inferior, and he suppressed the shock in his heart, Sang Mei hurriedly threw off the big red robe, and the robe immediately swelled up as if it was inflated, turning into a thick air cushion to block the front.

The Buddhist gate's 'robe subduing demon skill' was used by her, and it was also extraordinary, but Mu Zixuan's punch landed on the robe, but it was a muffled sound, and the robe was twisted into pieces by the fist wind and shot out, and even embedded in the pillars of the house and the door beams.

Sang Mei had already expected the result, and at the same time that the robe was thrown out, it was a scream, taking advantage of the momentary stagnation of Mu Zixuan's fist, she made a move, her five fingers were opened, and she conjured all kinds of mysterious techniques, and her thick palm turned purple in an instant, which looked extremely weird. The strange pair of purple-red bloody hands wrapped their hands around each other, condensing an incomparably cold true qi mass, and at the same time, they bullied themselves against spiritual oppression, and moved to Mu Zixuan's side with a ghostly figure, wanting to attack at the moment when his new strength was not rising.

This move is the 'mud plough ghost hand' of the hell road, 'mud plow' is the name of hell in Sanskrit, this trick mud pear ghost hand road also corresponds to the eighteen hells, divided into eight cold hells, eight hot hells, near hells, lonely hell a total of eighteen roads, at this time Sang Mei used the eight cold hell tricks that are most consistent with her body, it is her lifelong learning.

In order to hide her whereabouts, she always dared not take the moves outside the Buddha Gate lightly in the past, but at this time, there was no one around, and there was no one in her heart, and she was the best move, even if her skills were insufficient now, she was still confident that Mu Zixuan would never take this move lightly.

"Is the mud plough ghost?, it's a good time!" but he heard Mu Zixuan's admiration, and called Po Sang Mei to move, and at the same time, the mighty fist stopped, his body spun in the air, and the originally faint purple star on his body dissipated, and then a burst of black gas gushed out, and in the Sanqing Palace, there was actually a gust of yin wind.

"Pick me up for this third move!" Mu Zixuan danced with both hands, striking down in the air, carrying a strange black qi to meet Sang Mei's 'Mud Pear Ghost Hand'.

The same change is strange, the same fast as a ghost, the fists, palms, fingers, and claws of the two sides are staggered, in just a moment, I don't know how many times they have exchanged blows, and the gloomy spirit is vertical and horizontal, and a black air mass is turned around the two of them, as if the hell ghost door is opening here.

Sang Mei became more and more frightened the more he fought, even though the ghost hand tried his best to change, but in front of the opponent's moves, he was restrained, and his moves were all bent. And this move is familiar, and it awakens her deepest nightmare.

Sensing the change in the other party's complexion, Mu Zixuan said with a lot of time: "It seems that the Mulberry Prison Master has recognized my path." ”

"It's really 'Returning to the Underworld Xuangong'!" Sang Mei exclaimed in horror, there are many exercises in the Hell Dao, but there is a common source, that is, the Returning to the Underworld Xuangong, and because of this, the Returning to the Underworld Xuangong has the power of restraint on other exercises, but this set of exercises should have been lost to the world, and the last person who can do this exercise is himself and the rest of the people who join forces to kill, and the Returning to the Underworld Xuangong reappears, which means-

"Ghost Mother, she's really not dead!" Sang Mei's horrified face contorted.

"So, I'll die for you. Mu Zixuan grabbed Sang Mei's hand and twisted it several times. At the same time, a palm hit Sang Mei's chest with the empty door wide open.

, (To be continued.) )