Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Heaven is a short walk away!

Whether man is in the heavens or nearby depends on the judgment of Nangong Ziyue.

If she judges the other party to be heavenly, her response should be based on accumulation of strength to meet the other party's powerful sword from heaven.

If judging the proximity of the other party should be quick, because the proximity will certainly be quick, and it will not take time to react.

Night falls backwards, the moonlight is like water, brilliant and shining, inches fall, Mozi Yan sword comes from the sky, riding the glorious sky.

Where is he, in the air or just around the corner?

Everything is long story, but all reactions are between Sumitomo, Nangong Ziyue, must make a decision in a very short time.

Otherwise, the sword will defeat her.

In the twilight, the purple moon of the Nangong moved, his right foot stepped forward, and his left and right hands slowly slide out strange gestures, like he was motivating some strange martial arts.

Neither accumulated nor quick, what she was going to do, everyone was forced to feel a little confused.

Hualala!

In the trance, a crisp running sound of water, the loud noise, sometime around the purple moon of the South Palace, the mountains rose and the lake fluttered.

Nangong Ziyue stands at the heart of the lake, the mountains swim in the water, people float in the mountain water.

Whether the mountain is moving or the water is flowing, or whether the dust is falling between the mountains, the woman is shaking slightly and cannot say clearly.

When you are in heaven, I will flow with you, and when you are within reach, I will not move.

You have endless moonlight and you are so close to everything, so close to everything between my thoughts.

I have thousands of mountains of water, flowing with waves or immovable mountains, just between your thoughts.

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise: “What a beautiful mountain water situation, passively turned into initiative at once, is this the strength of the eight great families? ”

On the seed player's seating table, all ten seed players also showed amazing divinity. The North Pluto Prince, North Pluto, smiled softly: “I heard that the Nangong family had a copy of the upper Guqi Book Mountain Water Book. Today, it seems that Nangong Purple Moon has learned some of the chapters, and the contender for seed player, she should not have used her full strength. ”

At the same time, he took a deliberate look at the dawn of Haotian Zongyue, the woman who squeezed the purple moon out of the South Palace.

Yue Chenxi smiled softly, ignoring the words of the northern meddling wound, the purple moon of the South Palace did not do all she could, why did she try to do all she could.

Shh!

On the battlefield, suddenly a clear sword sounded, but it was Mozi Yan's sword, and finally came to the purple moon of Nangong.

Nangong Ziyue smiled slightly, his palms pushed forward gently, seemed to have the power to change the ground another day.

The surrounding stacked mountains, moving fast, wrong, not the mountains moving, but the water flow too fast.

With the Nangong purple moon flowing with the waves as a reference, people's eyes created some illusion that the mountains were moving.

You come from the corner of the sky, I follow the waves, miles away.

On the battlefield, Nangong purple moon curve of the body, quickly backed up. With Mozi Yan's sword, how fast and powerful it is, it is an inch away from her forever, unable to move forward.

Above the bright sword sounds, loud and powerful swords sprinkle out, crossing the wind and thunder junction, spreading to the surrounding audience.

The long sword in the hands of several swordsmen could not bear to tremble. Xiaocheng's sword was meant to be held by the moonlight, and his power had more than doubled.

After a long time, Mozi Yan swiftly changed his moves, holding the sword with one hand instead of his hands, his footsteps were suspended, and a sword fell in his head.

Raging Fire Burns Mountain!

The night disappeared, the moon disappeared, and the flaming sun lit up in the sky. In a short time, Mozi Yan changed his mind.

From the gloomy moonlight to the intense sunlight, the purple moon of the South Palace is covered in it, forcing it to spell hard.

Whoops!

The purple moon of the Nangong suddenly stopped. For a moment, the mountains did not move, the water did not flow, the mountains did not speak, and the waves did not waver.

Demonstrates its subtle control over the environment, with a thousand mountains as the dominant force, and the lake water as the intention, the Nangong purple moon is not afraid of each other's hard touches, suddenly punched to welcome up.

Boom!

Fist and sword fierce resistance, fierce explosions, sounding on the battlefield, continuous waves of air towards the surrounding shock.

Above the wind and thunder junction, a visible wave emerged, which was clearly hit hard.

Had it not been for the junction, this force would have struck out, fearing that some of the nearer fighters in the audience would have been affected.

“What a powerful, young generation of supreme geniuses, do they all have such strength? ”

“Looks like it's a lot worse than the average Wuhuang. ”

“The rising rookies are undoubtedly a little less ambitious than they are. ”

Everyone on the stage, surprised, obviously did not expect that a hard bump between the two would have such a huge impact.

The knife genius Lin Fei, looking at the two people on the field, flashed a fiery light in his eyes, muttered: “Master is right indeed, the five kingdoms competition genius countless, I did underestimate these people before. ”

Bang

Another fierce explosion, in the sky, a fierce sun transformed by the words of Mozi into countless Mars.

The heavens and the earth return to darkness, the distant oblique sun, the golden yellow glow, and reappear on the battlefield.

The lake at the foot of the purple moon of the Nangong is after the microwave wave wave, the mountain or the mountain, the water or the water.

One punch and one sword, who is strong and who is weak, high and judged.

Mozi, with a pale face, fell on the ground. He didn't seem very comfortable. His palms slapped lightly against the battlefield. He swept up and killed again towards the purple moon of Nangong.

xiu xiu xiu!

The sharp sword light, like a sharp wind blade, sweeps around, between the sun and moon transformation, makes Mozi's momentum, the change is unpredictable, the sword technique is also a ghost.

Nangong Ziyuehao did not panic, walked between the mountain waters, the fist wind came out randomly, took the mountain momentum, the meaning of running water, and broke Mozi Yan's sword trick.

The wind and prince of the eight great families, famous for their light merits, looked at the situation in the field: “The mountain water situation is indeed strong, I fear that Mozi will not wait, the moment when Nangong Ziyue Mountain is exhausted. ”

"“ Why wait till the mountain water is exhausted? If he really has the ability, he can break the mountain, cut off the water, the thousand mountains are broken, the water will not flow, and the purple moon of the Nangong will naturally fail. But unfortunately, he did not have the ability to do so. ”

Sima Lingxuan was silent, and her heart agreed with the whitewashed view that, although Nangong Ziyue was strong, if it was just that, it would not be their opponent at this level.

Immortality of mountains and rivers!

Nangong purple moon sighed lightly, not ready to get tangled, behind the lake a flushing water column, with the immortality of the mountain river, double-fisted past.

One punch is the mountain, one punch is the water, the mountain river is immortal, I am the only one, a laughing arrogant masculine hegemony, from the purple moon of the Nangong.

Bang

Between Mozi's daily and moon shifts, the derived infinite sword force swept under these two fists, spit out two bites of blood, hit the wind and thunder junction, and lost the ability to continue fighting.

The Nangong purple moon stood, the mountains were not there, the water was not there, there was only a breeze on the battlefield.

In the large audience, all the fighters silently said nothing, and the superior punch just now impressed people too deeply.

It's hard to imagine such a hegemonic punch coming from such a beautiful woman.

The closing battle of the first day of the competition did not disappoint everyone, and Mozi and Nangong Ziyue could afford to wait for everyone.

Nangong Ziyue looked at the seed player's seat, stared at Yue Chenxi's face, swept past, and then gently fell down to Biwutai.

With that glimpse of flying in, everyone understood that in the primary election, Nangong Purple Moon, who had fought over the dragon pole for a loss, did not want to expose its strength, was forced to give up the qualifications of the seed players.

But instead of replacing her, she was really worse than Yue Chenxi, who was fighting Yue Chenxi to avenge the other side's taking of her seed player.

After tomorrow, Mountain River Immortal Fist, against the Chaoyang Dawn Fist of the Upper Peak Dacheng, what a stunning battle it will be.

Yue Chenxi, the purple moon of the Nangong Palace, who is strong and weak, let everyone's hearts stay in the medium term.