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Chapter 660 Confronting the Invitation to the Moon!

In the evening light, a beautiful woman with white clothes and black hair hanging down her waist appeared silently in Yihua Palace.

"What's going on?"

The Lord of Yaoyue Palace frowned slightly and looked around. The atmosphere in Yihua Palace seemed to be a little more abnormal than other times.

She didn't ask for a question from the maid, and she floated out like a flash of light and floated into the garden of Chonglou.

Soon after, it swept into the main hall area of ​​Yihua Palace.

The Lord of the Moon Palace was invited to develop his skills. Within a radius of a hundred feet, every grass and tree, the movements of flying flowers and falling leaves were reflected in her mind.

Under her aura, the main hall was lonely and silent, and there was no disciple or ladies.

Just at this moment, a whimpering sound, like crying and complaining, came from the You Palace.

Yao Yue Ning looked at her, but the sound was from the self-pitying Xing's bedroom. Her appearance was slightly cold, and her figure shook and she flickered into the Jade Palace.

In the hot spring pool, the mist is filled with mist, the phoenix roars, the dragon roars, the jade pot lights, and the fish and dragon dance overnight.

The beauty is delicate and powerless, swaying and silence, her jade arms are tangled, her delicate body is trembling, and she is endless joy. How can she know the alternation of day and night, and when will the world be?

Suddenly, Wang Dong's ears moved slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, but he did not stop the conquest, but instead launched a more fierce attack.

Bang!

The hanging bead curtain suddenly splattered like raindrops, and a figure in white clothes appeared.

He only glanced at the scene in front of him, even with the cold mood of Lord Yaoyue Palace, he couldn't help but be stunned, and his mind seemed to be in a flash.

Then an indescribable anger surged into his heart, and the Lord of the Moon Palace looked like cold frost and shouted coldly: "Li Xing!"

This cold and dead shout instantly made Lian Xing, who was struggling to support him, wake up in waves of high impact.

She turned her head and looked. Her charming eyes seemed to be dripping from water, and she cried out in a coquettish voice: "Sister!"

The Lord of Yaoyue Palace sneered: "What a shameless pair of dogs and men!"

In the sleeves of the robe, a slender white jade palm whizzed like a breeze, but it brought a terrifying palm force that whistled like thunder. It broke through the air and attacked Wang Dong, Lian Xing and the others in the hot spring pool.

The palm power has not yet arrived, and the spring water in the pond has been stirred by the strong wind, exploded one after another like boiling water.

Just as Yan Nan Tian Divine Sword's technique is the most powerful in contemporary times, the master of the Moon Palace can also push the martial arts world, and no one can match it.

But this is only before.

At least Lianxing, who has reached the ninth level of Mingyu Kung Fu, can resist it. The palm force roared and rolled up like a mountain of mountains and seas. Lianxing's eyes were still wet, and he waved his palm softly to meet it.

This palm seemed delicate and powerless, and seemed to use little strength, but it shocked the hot spring pool even more violently.

There was a loud bang, and the energy of Lianxing was spewing from the palm of his palm. The water waves in the hot spring pool rose up, and the water column broke through the air. His teeth and claws were roaring in the air like a dragon roaring in the air, with a shocking momentum, and nowhere was under the thunderous palm power of the Lord of the Yoshimo Palace.

boom!

The two palm forces of the air-breaking palm suddenly collided and made a violent roar. The dragon made of water waves roared again, and suddenly shattered into countless water arrows, shooting out like sharp arrows.

The sharp palm power induced by the Lord of the Moon Palace also disappeared without a trace at the same time.

The palm power clash between the two seemed to be between the same person.

But this is definitely not the case. Lianxing's hands and feet are weak, his mind is still suffering from joy, and he hastily activates his palm power, but in fact he can use up to 50% or 60% of his body's skills.

Although the Lord of Yaoyue Palace did not use all his strength, the situation occupied by Li Lianxing is undoubtedly more passive. Even so, Li Xing can even share the same beauty as her?

This is the wonderful state of Mingyu's flawlessness. Not only does his mind be perfect and impure, he has also reached a new level of control and operation of Mingyu's true qi, and is by no means comparable to the eighth level of Mingyu's skill.

Yao Yue and Lianxing have extremely high cultivation skills and are almost masters of sects. After Lianxing breaks through the ninth level, with the ninth level of Ming Yu Gong, she can actively absorb other people's skills in the battle and use them for herself. She can even compete with those veteran masters with decades of experience.

"This is... the ninth level of Mingyu Kung Fu?!" The Lord of the Palace of Yaoyue had already calmed down, and a strange look appeared in her eyes. She looked at Lian Xing carefully at this moment, and a surprise and shocked expression gradually appeared on her face: "Also, Lian Xing, your hands and feet?"

Lian Xing looked at the surprised expression of the Lord of Yaoyue Palace. Somehow, his panic quickly faded away, and he felt a little proud, and he said to himself: "I finally surprised you once!"

She glared at Wang Dong with a coquettish look, struggled to take off from Wang Dong's arms, stretched out her slender palm as long as jade, and used her slight exercise to gather energy, and there was a trace of bright luster as bright as the stars and the moon.

Lian Xing raised his chest, as if he had been plucked up his courage, looked at the Lord of Yaoyue Palace without fear, and shouted: "Yes, my hands and feet have been cured. From now on, I will no longer be disabled!"

After saying this, she turned around and gave Wang Dong a passionate kiss. She held the lover's hand tightly with her slender white jade hand and continued: "And I have found someone who is willing to cherish me. I... I have given him everything, but you have nothing. You have been better than me since you were a child. No matter what, I can't compete with you, but now I finally walk ahead of you."

The Lord of the Palace of Yaoyue suddenly said heavily: "Stop talking!"

"Why should I keep my mouth shut?"

Lian Xing sneered: "I have achieved the ninth level of Mingyu Mastery, and now I don't have to be afraid of you anymore."

The two of them looked at each other, and their cold faces reflected each other's eyes, and their eyes were also as quiet and cold as ever.

Wang Dong suddenly discovered that Yao Yue and Lianxing looked similar in appearance.

This is not something to be surprised about, because they are sisters.

But no matter who sees Yao Yue and Lian Xing, they will first be attracted by their temperament that is very different from anyone in the world, and then their peerless appearance.

In this way, they unknowingly ignored their similarity in appearance.

Yao Yue was silent for a while, his face was as cold as ice and snow, and then he slowly said, "Yes, you don't have to be afraid of me."

Her eyes turned again, fell on Wang Dong, and said coldly: "So it's you!"

"Of course it's me!"

Wang Dong opened his mouth slowly and walked out of the hot spring pool. Every time he took, the water in the pool suddenly rose and condensed into a layer of solid steps.

"After three years of separation, the battle in Wuxia is vivid in my mind, just like yesterday. I have already said that I will come back to complete this unfinished battle."

It was like the wind blowing clouds, hanging beside the hot spring pool, the clothes on the shelf rose without wind and flew out one by one, and suddenly it was put on Wang Dong's body. In the blink of an eye, his whole body was neat and spotless.

With a bang, Wang Dong's feet had already fallen on the floor. He looked at the Palace Master Yaoyue, as if regretting: "It's a pity that the Palace Master's gracefulness and spirit are still better than the past, but his pattern is still so petty. In my eyes, it's really stupid."
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