In the Heavens

　　 In the blink of an eye, the six people were already in a melee. The sword light flickered, the palm wind filled the sky, coupled with the howling claw wind, the scene was very exciting, only dazzling.

　　 is worthy of being the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, with a fierce Zixia Jianqi when he shot, and he had the upper hand when he stopped the two alone.

　　 It's a pity that Ning Qingyu can't be proud. Taking the upper hand doesn't mean you can win right away, and the two Huashan elders who have pinned another old monk are now at risk.

　　According to the situation on the field, I am afraid that they will lose after two hundred moves. Without two helpers from the side, there is no chance of winning one enemy three.

　　 Now Ning Qingyu has some regrets. I knew this would happen, and I shouldn't have a chance to negotiate with Shaolin. If this battle were put before Feng Qingyang left, the situation would be quite different.

　　 It is a pity that any medicine may exist in this world, but there is no regret medicine. Glancing at the battlefield, Ning Qingyu turned his mind and leaped into the air and shouted: "Look at my hidden weapon."

　　 A few pairs of deformed broken silver flew out of the sleeves, gleaming in the sunlight, as if it were some great hidden weapon, scared the two old monks hurriedly to dodge.

　　 At this moment, Ning Qingyu had already left, heading straight for another battlefield.

　　 The two old monks realized that they had hit the score, and it was too late to react.

　　 Without any hesitation, the two of the old rivers and lakes immediately chose to encircle Wei and save Zhao and attack the other two Huashan faction elders.

　　Worried about the safety of the two senior brothers, he hesitated a little, Ning Qingyu's sword also slowed by a point.

　　 This hesitation, Bencai, who was reacted, seized the opportunity and used his eagle grasping power with all his strength, forcibly breaking the sharp sword inserted into his body.

　　Without a sword in his hand, Ning Qingyu is also one of the best in the world. If you continue to attack and make up for a palm, the cause of the already serious injury must be killed.

　　 hesitated for an instant, but in the end the palm did not fall. As the head of the Huashan School, Ning Qingyu must consider the overall situation. Now that you kill the cause, you will completely turn your face with Shaolin Temple.

　　 It's one thing to threaten or yell. It really wants to fight to the end with the Shaolin Temple. The Huashan Sect is not ready yet. Without a last resort, Ning Qingyu would not take that step.

　　 Maybe it was because of the tacit understanding between the big forces, or because they both had scruples, Ning Qingyu did not kill the cause, and the other two old monks also only injured two Huashan elders.

　　 The atmosphere of solemn killing seems to have eased a bit, but the outcome still has to be divided. Without extra words, the three fought together again.

　　Without the sword in his hand, it still affected Ning Qingyu's strength. It was the trace of the master's fight. Ning Qingyu, who had the upper hand against the two, was now suppressed.

　　 Compared to just now, Ning Qingyu, who was at a disadvantage, didn't panic anymore. The Huashan palm technique, which does not have much sense of existence in the arena, has also become fascinating in his hands at this moment.

　　 Although it is not as strong as Shaolin's strong vajra palm, it is elegant and agile, and it is not weaker than any top technique. It just confirmed the sentence: There is no useless martial arts, there are only useless people.

　　 comprehending Ning Qingyu's true intentions, the two old monks frowned even more. The head of Huashan in front of him is not only a high-powered martial artist, but also a master of calculations. It is indeed the enemy they have encountered in their lives.

　　 If you continue to consume it like this, I am afraid that the winner will not be divided equally, so they will lie down first.

　　 The two made eye contact, their expressions suddenly became serious, as if they had made an incredible decision.

　　 In an instant, he heard only a violent shout, as if a thunder from above the nine heavens, Ben Chen urged the strong vajra palm to the extreme, and the castration was like a violent wind and lightning, hiding the image of a flying dragon in the sky.

　　 Almost at the same time, Ben Enlightenment's Duoluye Fingers were also fully fired. The **** of the sky has an inexplicable suction power. Anyone placed in front of him seems to be facing a huge vortex, and there are straight and straight in the middle.

　　 "Is this still fingering?"

　　 Ning Qingyu asked herself.

　　 Xiu said that it is dodge. When ordinary people encounter this kind of situation, it is very difficult to even hard-wire.

　　 Ning Qingyu is not an ordinary person, but he can't hide either, so he can only bite the bullet.

　　 The Zixia magical technique, which was fully urged, confronted the two old monks with full firepower. Only a loud noise was heard, and the three of them flew out like sandbags.

　　 "Head!"

　　 The two elders of Huashan who had been healing their injuries, exclaimed together. Because of their anger, there was still a bloodshot from the corners of their mouths.

　　 At the moment, he didn't even care about his own injuries, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Ning Qingyu on the ground, and by the way, he got a little bit of internal strength.

　　 The two old monks who were the victors also had a hard time. The cold sweat on their foreheads, blood on the corners of their mouths, and trembling bodies all showed that they were seriously injured.

　　 The two sides are very tacit, and they ignore each other, but silently heal their injuries.

　　 After about a stick of incense, Ning Qingyu who woke up slowly said: "Don't worry, I can't die."

　　 "The three masters have high martial arts...this time my Huashan faction recognized it~www.wuxiahere.com~ It's just that Ning Mou He De He Neng, actually let the two masters not hesitate..."

　　, who had stabilized his injury a little bit, has now recovered his former composure: "Donor Ning is too modest. Throughout the entire martial arts, I can’t find anyone who can compare with Donor Ning.

　　 As long as the benefactor Ning can swear, the Huashan School will never peer into Luoyang and Bashu. Let's just give up today's affairs. What if I don't know what to do? "

　　 Hearing this result, Ning Qingyu was not surprised. The arena is the world of the strong, and failure will have to pay the price.

　　If the Huashan Sect still had the power to make Shaolin jealous, I am afraid that the three of them would be killed by a "demon attack" now, and they would not even have the qualifications to talk.

　　 "At this point, how can Ningmou be a person who doesn't know good and bad. I agreed to the master's condition, but Ningmou can only guarantee that he will live, and the Huashan School will not peep into Luoyang and Bashu.

　　 As for the younger brothers, Ning is no longer there. My promise as a failed leader is not binding. "

　　 admit counseling belong to counsel counseling. In order to survive, Ning Qingyu was unable to cut off the development of Huashan School.

　　 As for the promise of a lifetime, it is purely compelling. Anyway, the Huashan School suffered this defeat, and it didn't take ten or eight years to get over.

　　With his injuries, it is still unknown whether he can live for ten or eight years. When the door regrouped again, he almost received the box lunch, which is not a violation of the oath.

　　 After pondering for a while, Benchen nodded: "Okay, the poor monk on behalf of Shaolin Temple agreed. As long as you can't send Guanzhong from Huashan, my Shaolin Temple will no longer pursue Luoyang."

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　　 After watching the Huashan sent three people leave, Ben Yin on the side reluctantly said: "Brother, isn't this too cheap..."