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The cold erodes the pale gold and accumulates layers upon layers, making Meng Qi feel as if he has returned to his childhood. Every winter, he would wear bloated clothes, and his movements would be slow, without any sense of agility. In the battle between masters, the victory or defeat is only in the blink of an eye. , before getting rid of the cold and sluggishness, he saw the punch approaching him, so he had no choice but to retreat.
As his figure changed, Meng Qi moved with his fist and retreated quickly, while Wu Jizhen had left the building at some point, his feet were stepping on the sea water, blue and black ice accumulated, dragging out two transparent traces, his fist was not slow at all, the two The distance between them shortened rapidly.
While flying back, Meng Qi's interior scene changed, showing the great sun. The pale golden light flowing on his skin showed streaks of fire, which melted the chill, softened the dullness, and resisted the erosion of the ice and snow sun.
Until this time, Meng Qi had the strength to draw his sword.
But as soon as his right hand touched the handle of the knife, Wu Jizhen's fist sank slightly, and the whole force formed by heaven, earth, people, and the knife suddenly penetrated into the uninvited guest, and was occupied by it, making Meng Qisheng unable to draw the knife. The feeling of being struck by thunder.
However, Wu Jizhen's inner world is already like a world, and this punch brings the "world" with him, making it difficult for people to fight head-on.
Meng Qi's acupoints opened all over his body, trying to connect the heaven and the earth, and forcibly drew the sword, but Wu Jizhen's fist changed accordingly, as if erratic, the trend of the heaven and the earth changed again, and the layers of chill turned into invisible ice, separating Meng Qi from the heaven and the earth.
?Constantly changing and using clever tricks, but Wu Jizhen's fists can always test the pressure in advance and control the aura, so that Meng Qi always gives up halfway, or can only retreat, has to retreat.
It's true that the changes of reality and reality are all in his heart! Meng Qi took a deep breath, gave up luck, gave up the feeling of concealment, Yuan Shi sat upright, the interior scene was chaotic, there was no distinction between reality and reality!
At first, because it was a contract of ten strokes and did not involve life or death, Meng Qi didn't want to expose the specialness of his "Immortal Prime Minister" field, and planned to deal with it purely by the way of the sword. However, under the light of the "bright moon", he had no more secrets. It can be said that the realm of Yuanshi does not appear, and it is chaotic, and I am afraid that it will not be able to block even a single move.
Once the chaos appeared, Wu Jizhen's fist moved a little, and it was no longer so firm. Meng Qi was keenly aware, the long knife was out of its sheath, drew half a Tai Chi, sideways hit Wu Jizhen's fist, avoiding the sharp edge, and swung a thousand catties in four or two.
Wu Jizhen flicked his wrist, and spread his fists apart, like a snake catcher, deflected flexibly, and grabbed the back of Meng Qi's knife. The shadows of claws condensed, like a mirage in the falling ice and snow.
Meng Qi picked up his long sword, and claws appeared, but Wu Jizhen's palms, fingers, fists and claws changed again and again, not at all slower than Meng Qi's sword moves, and there was no situation that he couldn't keep up. Each sword and one hand were like a pair of dancing butterflies. A wonderful and vivid picture was produced, the Thunder Snake and the Snowflake took off, and the ice ocean was the same color as lightning.
The sea with a radius of dozens of miles condensed into solid ice, which spread down to an unknown number of feet, while thunder flashed in the midair, competing for the brightness of the bright moon.
After several moves in a row, the two sides still had no collision of knives and hands. At this moment, Wu Jizhen's left hand, which had been carrying behind his back, suddenly came out.
Meng Qidun felt that the white snow was falling, the sky was white, the sea water in the distance "disappeared", the floating clouds in the sky "disappeared", everything "disappeared", leaving only a lonely and empty world of ice and snow, which made people "remember the long distance of the world, and be alone. snot" feeling.
And Wu Jizhen stands proudly in this world, like the master of heaven and earth, filling every space with his punches and claws, making Meng Qi unable to dodge and nowhere to dodge, everything is real, no matter how difficult it is to avoid the emptiness, it seems that there is only one option to fight hard .
Meng Qi took a deep breath, his body suddenly swelled up, like the heavens and the earth, the "Heaven's Injury" electric glow floating in his hand, converging on the tip of the knife, a little vortex-like pinholes highlighted, crackling, rumbling, as if punishing on behalf of the sky The god of thunder came to the world, with a condescending posture, with a fierce and domineering sword, he greeted that punch and claw.
Just when they were about to collide, the light of Meng Qi's saber suddenly dissipated, and the sky was filled with a sea of ??blue and purple lightning, jumping and flickering, covering up the long saber and confusing his fists and claws.
The "ocean" parted, and the light of the knife was like a fish jumping over a dragon's gate. It passed through the fist and claws with lightning and thunder, and went straight to Wu Jizhen's face.
Wu Jizhen turned his arms and elbows inwards, layers of cold air condensed into dark blue ice cubes, cutting endlessly, dragging the long knife, forcing Meng Qi to change his tactics.
Then, he reached back with his right hand, with five fingers spread out, like a blooming winter plum, brushing towards Meng Qi from the back, with an elegant posture, giving people an infinitely beautiful feeling.
? The ice and snow are dead and silent, the cang is monotonous, and the plum blossoms are "bright", expounding the intensity of life.
This frightening splendor of life, with love for life and thinking about death, changed inexplicably, making Meng Qi feel like he was defenseless. There are so many omissions, it's like using a bowl-sized net to catch a ten-finger-thick fish, leaving a big hole for the other party.
Meng QizaiAfter the second retreat, back quickly, the long knife cut forward, one splits into two, two splits into four, four splits into eight, there is no distinction between strong and weak, thick and thin, forming a net, trying to dissolve the blow layer by layer.
when! The intensity of life couldn't resist the dead silence of ice and snow, Wu Jizhen's stroke caused the light of the heavy saber to converge strangely, just hitting the back of the saber.
A fierce chill hit, the purple lightning and green thunder floating on the surface of Tianzhishang condensed into ice, Meng Qi's five fingers shone with pale gold, and were frozen on the handle of the knife, making it difficult to block the chill.
Meng Qi's expression changed, his right hand trembled, and the palm of his hand broke off at the wrist, leaving Han Yi with nothing to cling to, while his left palm held the jade knife, his figure moved quickly, and before Wu Jizhen could react, he slashed four times in a row. The knives, whether fast or heavy, or feminine or masculine, have integrated all of their lifelong learning and comprehension into these four knives. feeling.
Wu Jizhen clasped his hands together, as if forming a seal, a icy cold light gushed out from his body, engulfing all the four sword lights, leaving a vast expanse of whiteness.
All of a sudden, Meng Qi withdrew his long saber, retracting it contrary to common sense, then peeped at the cardinal, and slashed out with the saber.
Click, the white mang parted, and the long knife slashed Wu Jizhen's body.
The ice and snow shattered, and the cold air rose. Wu Jizhen's body was shattered like an ice sculpture.
Behind Meng Qi, the white mist condensed, Wu Jizhen reappeared, his right thumb stuck to the index finger and middle finger, he let out a long sigh, full of sadness and ecstasy, and gently tapped Meng Qi.
This point is awkward and heavy, condensing infinite sadness and persistence, and Meng Qi's heart fluctuated accordingly. He thought of Liu Dao's malice, thought of fate in the hands of people, thought of Gu Xiaosang's words from relatives and friends, and felt depressed and struggling in pain. I just feel that there are layers of shackles on my body, and I just want to draw my sword out, cut off all these, and get great freedom, great liberation, and great happiness.
not good! At this time, the golden giant Buddha appeared, pointing to the sky and touching the ground. Meng Qi regained his sobriety. Just now, Wu Jizhen had aroused the long-standing emotions in his heart, and a huge loophole appeared.
Meng Qi was about to block it with his sword, but suddenly, he saw Wu Jizhen's eyes full of nostalgia, enthusiasm and exploration.
Depressed and ecstasy, only difference!
At this moment, Meng Qi had an inexplicable feeling that what Wu Jizhen saw was completely different from what he knew, and he couldn't resist it!
Normally, when the two sides fight against each other, what they see is nothing but illegal appearances, physical bodies, blood vessels, moves, the application of the power of heaven and earth, and the mastery of the laws. But at this moment, Meng Qi believes that what Wu Jizhen saw was not these, but something else. Like a pot of flowers, what I see are petals, stamens, roots, soil, flower pots, sunlight and veins, and I find the cardinal from them, and what Wu Jizhen sees are completely different things such as vitality, death, intensity, dependence, etc. "Potential".
If you can't be in the same "line of sight" as him, you can't understand where his point will hit, and you can't resist it.
Meng Qi didn't care about other things anymore, Yuan Shixiang rotated the yin and yang seals, changed the yin and yang, and circulated life and death, trying to interfere with this, and at the same time retreated quickly, widening the distance, intending to isolate the two sides with a range attack.
"Hey." Wu Jizhen withdrew his hand and didn't make any more moves. He stepped on the frozen ocean with a desolate expression.
"There's no need to compare. It's quite possible for you to block my ten moves, but" He shook his head with a dull expression, "But you don't have the heart of martial arts, so it's boring."
With his hands behind his back, he walked slowly towards the building.
"The heart of martial arts?" Meng Qi asked in amazement, having never expected such an ending.
How could I not have the heart of martial arts?
Wu Jizhen did not turn his head, and calmly said: "You have a strong desire to become stronger, you have the motivation to put it into practice, and you have depression and danger spurs. In the eyes of ordinary people, this may be the heart of martial arts, but you have no desire for martial arts. Enthusiasm, without the 'pursuit' of Tao, for you, it is a tool, a weapon, nothing more."
He looked up at the sky and muttered to himself: "What is the avenue? What is life?"
"How to see through life and death, break the eternal silence with a moment of brilliance, and understand the magnificence of the world"
"All the moves, all the exercises, except the appearance, are all expounding and pursuing these"
Meng Qi frowned slightly, shouldn't all of these be considered rationally?
"If you don't experience the world, don't invest in strong emotions, you won't understand the beauty of the great way, the beauty of life and death, and the beauty of love and hatred, just like summer insects can't speak ice" Wu Jizhen shook his head, "You go to Sanxian Island and wait. For some time, Su Nv Dao will always ask this seat for help.¡± (Remember this website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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