Chapter Seventy-Six: A Anger Turns a Red Face

Yu Xuanzi was completely enraged by Nalan, he regarded himself as a few people in the world, and he had always been respected and respected by the people of the rivers and lakes, but today he capsized in the gutter, wouldn't this matter be spread out to lower his majesty and become a joke for others after dinner?

Nalan seemed to have read through the old man's heart, and smiled contemptuously: "With the ability of the Venerable, I am afraid that I will feel humiliated if I touch half an inch of cloth, but now I have been stripped of the skin, and it is also appropriate to be a little unwilling." ”

The blind sword said that it was light, but Yu Xuanzi felt that these words were like salt, and he was hot on the wounded wound, he covered his eyebrows and said angrily: "If I don't take half of your life today, the deity will write the opposite in the future!"

Under the hatred, when Yu Xuanzi put down his palm, Nalan Zhenfeng's eyes were obviously slightly surprised, because the bowl-sized scar on the old Taoist's face had miraculously recombined, leaving only a shallow scar that looked like a young maggot.

"I'd like to see what you want to do. ”

"Huh. Do you think that if you hurt the deity, you will have a chance of winning?" Yu Xuanzi sneered, "How can you be lucky enough to see the Skin and Muscle Rejuvenation Occult Dao Method?" ”

In the middle of three words, Yu Xuanzi put the two fingers in his hand together, changed his previous style, no longer did the act of disturbing the five elements, bent down and flew up, and flew close to the ground, if an outsider could be on the scene to watch, he would definitely be able to see the Taoist priest's tenacious posture like a green bamboo, and the two fingers that drove away were like sharpened bamboo roots, intending to poke a hole in Nalan's chest.

As soon as the old way moved, the blind sword suddenly felt the pressure and Ben couldn't sense where the other party was coming from, his throat unconsciously rose and fell, knowing that the danger of death was coming, but he could only be vigilant and do nothing.

However, in the slightest moment, the roaring sound of breaking the ground in the main hall was deafening, and Yu Xuanzi's indomitable offensive was openly interrupted!

Nalan's heart trembled, and without saying a word, he returned a sword mercilessly to him.

Seeing that the tip of the sword changed its head and heart, Yu Xuanzi no longer converged on the cultivation method, turned his hand to touch the thick vine that bound him, and perfectly clamped the falling snow sword blade with the middle finger and thumb of the other hand. The vines with young leaves fell to the ground in an instant, and the flexible falling snow was suddenly stopped, and the blade of the sword was bent in half, and the tip of the sword almost coincided with the hilt.

After a touch, Yu Xuanzi flicked away the thin sword between his two fingers with two fingers, and Nalan instantly hit the high step, embedded in the stone several feet deep and unable to move.

"Senior brother!" Outside the hall gate, a worried Jiao Yu flew in with a black shadow.

However, the beauty didn't have time to get close to the seriously injured blind sword, and Yu Xuanzi, who was fighting back, put down his arm, moved half a step back on his heels, revealing his sideways face to the temple door, a cold light appeared in the corner of his eyes, and the wrist near the door was raised and still bent before the two fingers swung at will, and the air between the high and wide temple doors exploded in an instant, and a beautiful shadow flew out from the smoke and dust like a broken paper kite.

"Purple Lotus!" Nalan struggled to prop up his upper body, and the grit on his clothes shook into the pit.

Yu Xuanzi couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that he could still move, not at all like Bai Luofeng's half-dead at the beginning: "To the old man's surprise, you have grown a lot better than that rebel." ”

"Hmph, the technique of yin and yang is nothing but restraining the internal qi of the five elements, avoiding the water and cold sword, how can you endure me?!" The blind sword finally reluctantly stood up, and approached Yu Xuanzi again regardless of his life.

The Taoist is like a cat playing with a mouse, full of interest, retreating again and again, until the two of them rush to the outside of the hall, the more the anger on the blind sword's body is aggravated, and the more complicated the snowflakes are where the snow falls.

"In the whole world, the last thing you can hurt is her" In the vast square outside the hall, Nalan caught Ji Zilian's faint breath, thinking that it was to let the Guhu disciple who hurriedly followed take it safely, his face finally turned to Yu Xuanzi, and the politeness on the surface before was gone, and only the cold killing aura replaced it.

The blade of the falling snow sword was reversed, and the straight front was just right on the center of Yu Xuanzi's eyebrows. The Daoist suddenly felt a piercing chill on his back, and the reflection in his pupils was that Nalan gathered the cold qi all over his body to condense the tip of the falling snow sword, and in an instant, the four directions outside the valley seemed to be summoned, and in the dark, Yu Xuanzi found that his Dao robe was unprovoked and wet enough to wring out water.

The snow in the Lethe Cloud River quickly receded and melted into a rolling clear flood, which came from all directions and drove towards the place where the Nalan wind was.

"Divert the water to the east!" Yu Xuanzi was shocked, staring at the overwhelming waves, and shouted at the blind sword in disbelief: "You are not afraid of flooding the entire medicine valley!"

"If you let the rare herbs of the Medicine Valley fall into the hands of you, a villain, he will not do evil in all directions when he cultivates to become a half-immortal. Luoxue pointed at the nine skies, "It's better to let them sleep in the Dead Sea of Medicine Valley!"

"Slow down!" Yu Xuanzi drank hurriedly, lest Nalan bend the wind and sword down and cause the water to flood the golden mountain, "There are 10,000 people outside the valley to guard it, don't you spare their lives." ”

When the blind sword heard this, the sword in his hand couldn't help stagnating, and Yu Xuanzi saw the posture, secretly rejoiced, and thought that he had succeeded.

"You, immortal cultivators, are all their lives, so why should my mortals spare them. The original sun-shading water curtain suddenly expanded, and Nalan Zhifeng responded ruthlessly: "Even if you are innocent, since you choose to die, then you are ready to be buried!"

The water-avoiding sword roared endlessly out of thin air in Nalan's hand, I am afraid that the power of gathering water has reached the limit, but the swordsman's robe is not sticky to a drop of rain and dew, and the tornado rising from the swirling water vortex on the top forced the entire flower valley vegetation to turn its head towards the air, and many of the shallow roots of the flowers and plants have long been out of the ground.

Even the soldiers stationed far away from the valley noticed the abnormality, and the horses that had been resting and feeding at ease followed the birds from their nests and neighed and raised their hooves, even if some people tried their best to appease them.

At this moment, Yu Xuanzi, who was facing the monstrous waves, suddenly changed his tone, completely similar to the previous frightened behavior, his eyes flashed, the cold smile on the corner of his mouth was fleeting, and the old face immediately rose with blood, and scolded Nalan bitterly: "The lord of Wanhua Valley does not obey the decree, how can you despise the court when you talk calmly, and even force the lives of millions of soldiers, today the deity will do the way for heaven and protect the safety of one party!"

Nalan suddenly understood that he was in the way of Yu Xuanzi, he stared at the other party's fearless demeanor, and uneasiness rose in his heart, he looked up at the water flow that could not be dispersed on the blade of the falling snow sword, and knew that he was afraid of nine deaths today, so he immediately broke the sword and slashed down.

Lao Dao understood that this was Nalan's last killer move, but he was still indifferent.

At the moment of the torrent, the figure of the rickety seems to be a drop in the ocean, incomparably small.

"Nalan folds the wind, the old man respects you as a good man, ask you again, to pay or not to pay!"

After the turbulence, Nalan burst into laughter: "If you are a hero, why not be afraid of Huangquan!"

Yu Xuanzi got the answer, and with a turn of his palm, the turbulence of the thunderous formation between the two suddenly changed.

"Go!" the Taoist ordered, and the snow rushing like a river suddenly flowed back, without stopping to fight back at the blind sword.

With one person, he controlled the snow for a hundred years between the clouds and rivers, and his physical strength had long been exhausted, and he looked at Yu Xuanzi's reversal of yin and yang, and smiled dismally.

"In the end, it's still beyond your means......

Without waiting for the whispering and sighing to finish, the figure of the blind sword was submerged in the water dragon, like a falling star, and smashed into the dry stone pool at the foot of the Extreme Heaven Peak.