At this time, Zhang Zhongxuan, who was lying on the ground, moved his eyes, and his face showed an unobtrusive smile.
Fu Shouyi offered a white bodhi. The white bodhi did not bloom into a white lotus, but was closed. It kept turning around in the air, while Fu Shouyi at the bottom showed a confident smile.
Li Muran moved. This time, his body moved together with the blue Xuanjian. At this time, he could no longer hold back. The longer he dragged on, the worse it was for the injured. Now he has become a cold Li Muran, no longer the one who is extremely easy to loosen his mood, and the sword he stabbed, like others, has become impeccable. This blow is like flying from the horizon.
Fu Shouyi never imagined that Wu Xiu could reach this state, a state that can control heaven and earth.
The setting sun is like blood, and the horizon is full of blood.
Fu Shouyi figure together, quickly back away, his white bodhi son played up like a spring, white bodhi son flew in the air after several laps, the speed soared, incredibly news in the air.
Li Muran’s eyes were cold, and without looking, he reached out his sword and threw it into the air, only to hear the sound of Dangdang. Li Muran’s sword didn’t hit the ground, and all of it hit the white Bodhi who was attacking him. Is it just meaningful for him to do so? This is just a dying struggle!
Fu Shouyi thinks so, but he feels that there is something wrong, because he finds that Li Muran can’t be so foolish, because he is the future heir of Kunlun Sect.
Fu Shouyi’s whole body spirit is highly concentrated. He is observing Li Muran’s movements, observing Li Muran’s look, even breathing, even the expansion and contraction of pores. He also sees it in his eyes. This is a critical moment. As long as this moment is spent, he can really relax, and he can’t be careless.
"There it is!" Fu Shouyi’s heart jumped, and he finally caught Li Muran’s next big move, because he saw a real change between Li Muran’s sword handle and Li Muran’s hand, and he understood that Li Muran wanted to have a lose-lose with him.
Fu Shouyi’s mind suddenly recalled a passage from his head brother Zhou Kaiyuan: "Bixuanjian is made of a thousand-year-old soul jade. If you encounter an enemy who is unable to defeat Kunlun in the future. Remember, Mu Ran, as long as you inject all your true yuan, spirit, essence and blood into it, you can trigger a shocking explosion in conan the destroyer. "
Zhou Kaiyuan’s solemn and cautious expression when he said this passage, Fu Shouyi is still in sight, and he is afraid, because he can’t die with Li Muran, no!
Fu Shouyi didn’t change the spells in his hands too much. Instead, he reached out and pulled out twelve green leaves, ready to cast a spell. But at this time, his back was suddenly cold, and the whole world was quiet. When his pupils were wide open, he saw a smile from Li Muran.
Fu Shouyi firmly moved his neck and looked behind him. There was no one behind him. But there is a thread, a white silk thread, a silk thread protruding from the upper edge of the waterfall, which is the thread produced by Tianxuan silk cocoon! The silk thread produced by Tianxuan silk cocoon did not stab Fu Shouyi’s heart, but even penetrated Fu Shouyi’s Yuan God.
Fu Shouyi sighed and slowly fell to the ground. He knew that he had forgotten a little. Tianxuan Silk Cocoon and Li Muran have been in the same vein for so many years, and they have already reached the realm where people are interlinked. Originally, since Li Muran put Tianxuan Silk Cocoon on the waterfall, he had already calculated everything, but he still lost, and he lost completely.
The white bodhi fell from the sky. The brilliance of the body began to become gloomy. The white bodhi is actually Fu Shouyi. If the twelve green leaves are closely related to Fu Shouyi’s yuan god, then the white bodhi is closely related to Fu Shouyi’s life.
Li Muran stood proudly in the same place, and I don’t know when the blue sword was put away by him. At the moment, he stood with his negative hand, looked at Fu Shouyi with an arrogant face and said lightly, "The fu is old. You can rest assured. "
Fu Shouyi looked at Li Muran. At this moment, he really understood Li Muran. Zhou Kaiyuan really didn’t choose the wrong person. This was Fu Shouyi’s last thought, but he was unwilling. After years of stinging, he got death. How could he stand it? Before his eyes, Fu Minghang appeared. He smiled and shouted, "Minghang, avenge dad!"
The whole white bodhi on the ground turned black, and twelve green leaves fell to the ground at some time. In an instant, the green leaves with a slit began to grow wantonly, and finally the green leaves turned into pieces.
"It’s all over!" Li Muran was ready to clean up the mess in the forbidden area, but his back felt a little pain, which instantly permeated his whole body. He didn’t look back, but looked at Zhang Zhongxuan not far away, incredulous: "Are you … are you faking everything?" Error-free novel network does not skip words.
There is no echo, only the rustling wind is blowing.
Zhang Zhongxuan, who was motionless, moved his hand. Then, he began to stand up slowly. He patted his clothes and smiled easily: "Your battle was wonderful!"
"When did you find out?" Now Li Muran is not the same as before, and he is not as simple as before.
Zhang Zhongxuan pointed to the cocoon of Tianxuan silk on the waterfall and said, "It’s easy for a person to forget something, as long as it is out of his sight, but Fu Shouyi is an old fox after all, so you have to fight with me."
Li Muran revealed a weak smile and said, "Although you found this, you can’t control the situation afterwards, but for …"
Zhang Zhongxuan laughed and said, "Yes, I can’t predict the future situation, because the whole situation will change because of you, so I pretended not to see it and played dumb to fight with you. Fortunately, when Fu Lao let go of that spirit, I could grasp the whole situation."
"The flying fairy in the celestial world is not an ordinary fencing, and your strength can’t be able to act after making it." Li Muran affirmed.
Zhang Zhongxuan waved and said lightly, "If you want to use the celestial flying fairy, it will indeed be as you said, but you have forgotten one thing. For the celestial flying fairy, the human practitioners will know that it is very simple. The celestial flying fairy is simply passed from human to celestial, and only for one reason, the advanced celestial flying fairy fencing needs a powerful Yuan God, who has not experienced the fate of learning.
Li Muran showed admiration and said, "You know so much!" After Li Muran finished this sentence, his body fell to the ground with a plop, revealing a crutch behind him, which was Zhang Zhongxuan’s skyshatter column stolen from Shushan.
Just now, after Zhang Chongxuan pretended to be unable to fall to the ground, he kept observing the situation on the whole field. Until Li Muran mastered the situation, he quietly offered the skyshatter column, and made it pour into the ground, and then stung him from behind Li Muran unexpectedly.
Zhang Zhongxuan came to Li Muran’s side and looked at his body. He said, "He and Fu Shouyi are both outstanding, but they were suspicious of each other from the beginning, otherwise I wouldn’t have an opportunity." Zhang Zhongxuan squatted down with that, put his hand on Li Muran’s head and began to refer to Li Muran’s memory.
After knowing fairly well, Zhang Chongxuan stood up and wanted to deal with the scene, but when he saw Fu Shouyi on the side, Zhang Chongxuan couldn’t help but go to Fu Shouyi’s side and reached out to touch Fu Shouyi’s head. Fu Shouyi’s memory suddenly flooded into Zhang Chongxuan’s mind, and Zhang Chongxuan’s face changed, revealing a trace of worry. He stretched out his hand and let out a stream of shushan Zhenyuan. After handling the whole forbidden area, he turned into a gust of wind and flew back to Xingcheng.
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Chapter one hundred and sixty-three Under siege