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Volume 1 The World of Tianlong Chapter 267 The Power of the Yin Queen

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    The cold moon is silent.  Here, Li Jing and others are hurriedly looking for a famous doctor to treat Li Shimin's injury, while on the outskirts of Luoyang, the square of Jing Nian Temple is also busy with fighting at the moment.  "Ah" A sharp cry suddenly resounded through the sky, making everyone's ears numb, their blood boiling, and they were almost going crazy.  A sudden change occurred, and everyone in the scene was unexpected and fell into the trap one after another. They never expected that the scream of the Yin Queen could be so powerful.  At this moment, Lu Wuchen was entangled with the monks. The Yin Queen's blow made him a little dizzy. However, the zhenqi in his body was extremely powerful. He adjusted his breath and zhenqi, which immediately calmed down his blood. However, only then did he know Zhu Yuyan's martial arts.  How awesome.  The sharp scream was like the howling wind of a storm, sweeping around like an angry dragon. Everyone was calm and focused, but their minds were full of fantasies. They knew it must be Zhu Yuyan's hands and feet, but there was nothing they could do.  ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUTLINE  Such magic power is truly unheard of.  Fan Qinghui guarded the tomb and was secretly surprised. It seemed that Zhu Yuyan had put in a lot of effort over the years. Suddenly, a huge wave rushed towards her like a wild beast. Fan Qinghui felt in her heart that this time it was not an illusion, but  Zhu Yuyan took advantage of the moment when their minds were under control to launch a surprise attack.  Although there are bursts of demonic sounds in the ears, which are confusing, Fan Qinghui's mind is immersed in the clear heart of the sword without waves in the ancient well.  No sadness, no joy.  No worries or complaints.  The whole world is like the moon in the water, extremely clear, and there is no omission of what is happening around you.  "Witch, do you only have this little ability?" Fan Qinghui shouted coldly, flicked his wrist, slashed out the long sword, and slashed towards the core of the "giant wave" coming from the front.  The huge wave suddenly turned into an unfathomable whirlpool and pulled Fan Qinghui into it.  Heavenly magic field!  After many years, I felt the power of this trick again.  Fan Qinghui didn't look down on her in the slightest, and she gave a cold scolding. The raging demonic sound in her eardrums had subsided, but it was obvious that she had lost all her opportunities.  Under the induction of the qi machine, Fan Qinghui let out a scream, shook his long sword, and filled it with zhenqi. The magic weapon in his hand emitted a dazzling brilliance like the sun, and bursts of sword qi surged out, competing with the demon's stance.  The divine soldiers roared, and Sanskrit chants came in waves.  Like morning bells and evening drums, everyone who had been immersed in the magic sound suddenly woke up.  "The evil heretic can only do this heresy, how can he defeat me? I could defeat you back then, and I can defeat you today!" With a scream, the light of the sword suddenly appeared, and Fan Qinghui's body skills were pushed to the extreme. Everyone just watched.  A white shadow flashed past, and then it rushed towards Zhu Yuyan. Countless sword shadows overlapped in the mid-air, and finally formed a sword light that was more than three feet long, and slashed towards Zhu Yuyan fiercely.  A pair of extremely beautiful jade hands, defying the frost and snow, poked out from the spacious sleeves of the robe, and the slender and graceful jade fingers made mysterious and complex movements in the night space.  The heavenly magic field pulled the surrounding air, forming a series of rotating cyclones in mid-air, forming a dense air wall in front of Zhu Yuyan.  Lu Wuchen, who was standing aside, easily suppressed the three monks. He still had enough energy to watch the fight between two women who were probably the most powerful in the world. When he saw Zhu Yuyan using her magic field, he secretly muttered in his heart: "She is indeed the Yin Queen."  , This Heavenly Magic Field is used with such ease! " "If Huanwen is an unfathomable pool, then Zhu Yuyan is the boundless sea. Zhu Yuyan's Heavenly Magic Field can be used so freely and omnipotently, it has reached a state of perfection.  She deserves to be the queen of "the number one person in the Demon Sect"!  The dazzling sword energy struck the air wall fiercely, arc sparks suddenly appeared, dotted with stars, and suddenly a burst of sharp explosions shot straight into the sky, one after another, the air waves surged over, and those who were not strong enough on the field were already  They retreated continuously, and the stone slabs paved on the ground were picked up by this wave of air and thrown in all directions.  Lu Wuchen and others used their magical powers to smash the flying stone slabs. At this time, Zhu Yuyan and Fan Qinghui had already attacked more than a hundred moves each. They were like butterflies piercing flowers, dazzling others, and they did not relax their hands.  , their words were even more vicious, and there was no hint that the two of them were first-class martial arts masters.  "Fan Qinghui, you killed Bi Xiuxin back then. In your dreams at night, were you afraid that she would come back to seek revenge?" Zhu Yuyan said coldly. She knew what happened back then. Fan Qinghui was mostly responsible for what happened between Bi Xiuxin and Shi Zhixuan.  , they were both disciples, so Fan Qinghui felt guilty when she thought about it.  "If it weren't for you,She will not take action to kill Shi Qingxuan next year!  " This sound was heard by Zhu Yuyan using a special skill. Fan Qinghui was immediately shocked. Although she was trembling slightly, it was noticed by Zhu Yuyan. She couldn't help but reveal a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and shouted: "You are jealous of her talent.  Zhuo Jue even resented her for defeating a big demon in the martial arts world, and wished he could kill her!  You are so vicious, a hundred times more vicious than the people in our Holy Sect!  " "It's a pity that we are both disciples, but I didn't expect to have such a vicious senior sister like you. Bi Xiu's heart must have cursed you" "When Song Que abandoned you, he knew that you were a snake-hearted person" "  Back then, Bi Xiuxin sought revenge from you" "" All kinds of words hit Fan Qinghui's heart hard. The two of them had been fighting for who knows how many years, and they both knew each other's details. These words immediately made Fan Qinghui feel sad.  Her sword heart was broken. "Get away!"  " Fan Qinghui's face still has that ancient well-like expression. His face is pale and dripping with sweat, and the long sword in his hand suddenly cuts out heavy sword shadows. " If I had known, why would I do it in the first place!  " A soft and sweet sigh sounded in Fan Qinghui's ears. She immediately woke up. Just when she knew something was wrong, a vague and non-existent demonic force had already clung to the tail of her sword energy and attacked the right hand of her sword.  In her meridians, Fan Qinghui shuddered, and the feminine energy was already attacking her meridians, making her chest tremble with pain.  The fear hidden in her heart was infinitely magnified. The stunningly beautiful woman in Taoist robes stood in front of her, with a look in her eyes that seemed to be questioning and resentful.  Heart! "After all these years, have you finally found me?  "Fan Qinghui murmured to himself. On the other side of the square, Shi Feixuan, who was dueling with Bai Qing'er, had already seen that Fan Qinghui was in an inappropriate state at this time. She felt anxious, and the sword heart guarding the mourning platform was immediately born.  There was a flaw, and Bai Qing'er followed this moment to attack, Qishang Saixue's little hand opened the Sekong sword, and his little hand gently pressed the energy on her body. Shifei Xuan was immediately injured, and she woke up.  Come over, fly backwards with this strength, and shout sharply: "Master!  " "Master" Fan Qinghui's body suddenly trembled, and the feminine energy had already invaded the meridians. She quickly circulated her true energy to drive away the energy. The two true energies met at the Jianjing point. Zhu Yuyan's demonic energy immediately  Most of it was dissipated, but there was still a wave of energy that turned into a sharp needle and penetrated Fan Qinghui's body, making her almost vomit blood. "I'll give you back that blow!"  "Zhu Yuyan gave a sweet scolding, retracted her jade hands into her sleeves, and met Fan Qinghui with a flowing movement. She flicked her left and right sleeves quickly and hit Fan Qinghui's weapon heavily. This pair of water sleeves that seemed to be brushed easily, in  In the eyes of others, it was like a bird flying and a fish falling, with no trace to be found, and it suddenly hit Fan Qinghui¡¯s long sword ¡°Qiang!  "The sound of gold and stone came like waves, arousing waves of air. "Pfft!  " Heavy energy surged in. Fan Qinghui just wanted to drive away the invading energy. However, when the old energy was not exhausted and the new energy had arrived, the true energy could no longer advance. He coughed out a mouthful of blood, which became even more dangerous.  The attack came even more leisurely. In the water sleeves, the slender jade hands were as tender as a baby. They were so beautiful that the world was eclipsed by them. The long sword fell on Fan Qinghui's body in front of him, as if there was no trace on the snow.  With a flick, the long sword shook, and a sharp sound of metal and stone sounded like a ghost. Fan Qinghui felt a wave of feminine energy piercing her meridians like a needle tip, causing her true energy to collapse immediately, and her blood boiled.  , coughing out a mouthful of blood, almost going crazy, with a flick of his breath, he secretly exhaled energy. The true energy changed from the previous softness and became very strong, pouring down like a river roaring eastward and never coming back.  The martial arts has reached a state of perfection. The devil's body is originally feminine and strong, but when it is practiced to the extreme, it creates yang from yin, and yin and yang complement each other. Fan Qinghui's face suddenly turned pale, and he shouted angrily, his voice filled with anger: "  Witch, I could defeat you thirty years ago, and I can still defeat you today!  " Zhu Yuyan seemed to have heard a shocking joke, and she laughed with a smile, her smile was as beautiful as a flower. She was absolutely beautiful, and this smile was even more charming, "Beat me?  Thirty years ago, I was traumatized and injured, but you still narrowly defeated me. Today, my martial arts skills are even better than those of that day. How and why can you defeat me?  ¡± The energy from the palm of his hand was expelled, defeating all Fan Qinghui¡¯s counterattack energy. The energy was like waves, coming in a continuous stream, with many dark energies superimposed, and it was powerful.?It is even more devastating.  Fan Qinghui groaned, resisting the pain in his chest, and shook his long sword with his backhand. The sword light suddenly appeared, but it had already returned to the light.  The sword was so majestic that Fan Qinghui mustered all his strength to strike it in one blow. Zhu Yuyan took advantage of its sharp edge and escaped far away like a feather.  There was blood flowing out of Fan Qinghui's mouth and nose, and there was strong Qi flowing in her body, which made her very uncomfortable. Her internal injuries were extremely serious. At this time, Fan Qinghui still couldn't believe that she had lost. Thirty  Hedong in the year and Hexi in the thirty years. For the present plan, we still consider how to escape unscathed.  Fan Qinghui coughed up blood and was injured, but Zhu Yuyan pursued her relentlessly. Her pair of water sleeves fluttered, like an eagle striking the sky, a fish flying in the sky, a python spitting out a message, an antelope hanging its horns, fists, palms, or  His sleeves were fluttered out, and he was full of emotions and extremely cruel.  Seeing this scene, Fan Qinghui guarded the door with her long sword and resisted Zhu Yuyan's stormy attacks. Although she was injured and coughed up blood, at the critical moment of life and death, she let go of the fetters in her heart and defended wholeheartedly. The sword was clear and flawless.  , which made Zhu Yuyan helpless.  Not to mention how the two women fought, Lu Wuchen started to think more clearly.  This night, many characters appeared one after another. First, Ba Fenghan, Jun Yu and others died seriously injured. Fan Qinghui, the master of Cihang Jingzhai, was also injured. Shi Feixuan was also injured on Bai Qing'er's hand at this time.  There were not many results tonight.  Thinking in his heart, he suddenly turned out his right palm, which was as heavy as a thousand pounds. He slapped it out with one palm, as slow as a snail. However, the non-greedy monk in front of him felt that he was completely filled with a strange energy.  Shrouded, he was involuntarily pulled towards the young man in front of him.  Beiming's magical power is so overbearing that it completely blocks the space around Monk Buhu. The force field is controlled by Lu Wuchen's Qi machine all around. The terrifying pulling force reduces the enemy's threat to a minimum level.  The non-greedy monk had no choice but to punch out. He knew that the martial arts skills of the person in front of him were definitely superior to his. He used all his strength in this punch to hit broken gold and gravel.  "Peng!" The fists and palms met, and the energy was flying.  The whole body of the non-greedy monk flew out, and blood kept coughing out from the corners of his mouth.  "Thief! Let's fight with you!" Seeing his brother being injured, Monk Buchi roared and struck down his iron Zen staff on the head.  Although Monk Bu Afraid and Monk Bu Ang didn't say anything, they took action with all their strength. The three monks immediately rushed toward Lu Wuchen.  Lu Wuchen punched out. Although it was just a punch, it completely neutralized Monk Buwei's gentle palm technique, Monk Buchi's fierce stick, and Monk Buchi's fierce punch that broke gold and gravel.  Strength, strength, release of strength, borrowing of strength, and exertion of strength are completely transformed in this punch. It is as wonderful as the peak. Just one punch can knock away the three protectors.  Lu Wuchen laughed, raised his toes, picked up a Zen stick on the ground, grabbed it in his hand, and flew into the air like a roc, turning into an afterimage in the mid-air, towards the person who had been defeated by Zhu Yuyan's protective energy.  Fan Qinghui rushed towards him.  "Old nun Fan Qinghui, take a stick from me!" A loud roar made everyone's ears numb.  (To be continued)
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