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Chapter three hundred and ninety seventh golden bell

The night sky was cut by a sudden white light, as if it came from the sky and headed towards the lonely hill.

The white light was like thunder, and it fell on Li Zhenquan's head like thunder.

The sword fell on the bead,

A "pop" sound,

It feels like thunder falls into the wild,

No matter how powerful the thunder is, it is impossible to divide the wilderness into two halves.

Cui Weiming's pupils shrank slightly, and he was very shocked. He never thought that a mere night pearl would give people such a broad feeling that even the Thunder Shadow Sword could not be split.

Not only that, this night pearl sea is extremely hard.

Cui Weiming's full-strength sword was used to send out the sword with the Dragon Tongue Sword, but he could not leave even a trace of white mark on the bead. The sword energy was like a gust of breeze, without any effect.

It seems that what he has fallen is not thunder,

Not a sword,

But a feather.

You know, if he wants, this sword can even divide the lonely hill into two.

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The agave sword did not slide along the surface of the bead, but stayed at the point where the two contacted.

This is because Cui Weiming has extremely high sword cultivation and is cut at an absolutely vertical angle, so that he can exert his maximum power.

But Li Zhenquan used the power of this sword to sink deeper and no trace of his waist.

Cui Weiming's sword power was over, so he put away his sword and turned around.

At the same time, Zhao Xueer moved her lotus steps lightly and came to Li Zhenquan.

Then press down with both palms without hesitation at all.

But her bare hands did not press on the other person's head, but fell to the ground.

A real chill penetrated into the ground along the palm of his palm, and in the blink of an eye it turned all the square and round into frozen soil, as solid as a rock. I believe that even monsters through the mountain could not pass through such underground.

This is the most authentic Winter Divine Palm, a royal method, and has even surpassed the scope of martial arts and is the true mysterious Taoist Dharma.

Since you are deeply trapped in the swamp, freeze the swamp there!

But the next moment she was surprised to find that even so, she still couldn't stop the other party from continuing to fall.

Zhao Xueer looked at Li Zhenquan's body strangely.

At this time, the two sides were very close. Through the other party's transparent chest and abdomen, you could clearly see the situation where he met the ground - the ground there was flat, and you could even vaguely see a few grasses and wild flowers, as well as the frost hanging on it.

Zhao Xueer's expression changed slightly. Can the other party turn his body into a ghost, and can he escape from the earth like a ghost?

If you can do this, unless you use the law of space to put yourself in another world and leave your figure here, just like Liu Panpan who was standing in front of Wangyue Mountain.

But in that case, this person's aura will move to that realm with him, and he will not be able to sense it at all.

The other party's breath was obviously still there, but his body was almost transparent, and he was still penetrated through the ground in front of her. Could it be that he is really a ghost?

Transform yourself into invisible

Such a method cannot exist in the world.

Zhao Xueer was extremely sure that even the Wanyetian Palm could not do this.

But seeing is true,

It happened in front of her, and she had no choice but to do anything about it.

Since Li Zhen still chose to defend Cui Weiming's sword in full, it means that the attack on him is still effective. No matter how weak his body is, he cannot let the sword and vitality pass through his body like a real ghost.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Xueer opened her arms and rushed to both sides of the opponent.

No matter how hard Ye Mingzhu is, there is only one, so it is impossible to take two palm forces from different directions at the same time.

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The long night is like a curtain, and stars and moons dot it, like broken diamonds falling on black gooseberry, shining with an intoxicating luster.

The cool moonlight shines on the earth, making it even more sad under the evening breeze.

Such a scenery can easily remind people of many past events.

A poet once dreamed of the dream at midnight, and mistook the moonlight that fell on the ground from the window was frost, which then felt homesick. He then wrote a five-character quatrain passed down from generation to generation, and was later honored as a poetic immortal.

It is said that he is the closest person to certifying the truth through books.

There is also a piece of frost above the lonely hill, but it is not the moonlight, but the real frost.

At this time, the frost color became stronger, and a thick layer formed on Zhao Xueer's feet.

This is a vision brought by her palm power.

Cui Weiming immediately recognized this palm technique.

If Xuanhuang Sword is the closest sword technique in the world to Tao,

Then what Zhao Xueer is using now is the palm technique that is closest to Taoism.

The name of the palm technique is very ordinary.

Only two words,

The twelfth lunar month.

Compared with the extremely powerful palm techniques in the world of practice today,

The palm of the twelfth lunar month is not grand.

Not even more shocking,

Even the Winter Han Palm, which Feng Xiaohan used with all his strength, and Mo Qiu's Winter Sword were even more bitter than this vision.

As Zhao Xueer approached her palms,

Li Zhenquan even felt a cool feeling in the coming palm wind, which was very comfortable...

But he knew very well that the palm technique Zhao Xueer used at this time would never be a method as petty as it seemed.

The evidence is the strong throbbing in his heart.

——The threat of these two palms is even greater than the previous thunder split!

Li Zhenquan held Guiyuanzhu high, closed his eyes tightly, and his vital energy in his body was running wildly, and even his body stopped diving.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw two cold lights shooting out.

The cold wind suddenly rises, and the evil intentions rise into the sky and run through all the fields.

Such a true vision is only in the blink of an eye.

Those hurricanes filled with evil thoughts blew away the frost around them, crushing the frozen grass, and raising a gust of dust and smoke. Even the white smoke not far away was blown away a little.

The gray dust smoke rotated around him at a very fast speed, and soon enveloped him, making it impossible to see clearly.

Cui Weiming's sword was stalked in his chest, shattering the leaking evil winds, ready to slash at the figure in the hurricane and smoke at any time.

This is the first attack the other party has used. It is a method of daring to face the twelfth moon palm head-on, so it must not be underestimated.

For some reason, Cui Weiming felt that this method looked familiar and seemed to have seen it somewhere.

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Zhao Xueer looked at the man's mask in the hurricane with expressionless expression.

The twelfth lunar month is the end of December, the month at the end of the year, and the middle section of the cycle of heaven and earth.

No matter how strong the evil thoughts are,

It cannot stop the arrival of the twelfth month,

So of course the hurricane failed to stop the progress of both palms.

At this moment, Li Zhenquan pushed Ye Mingzhu upwards and made him fly high.

Then he slapped his palms in front of his chest, making a snap.

At the same time as the applause, there were also bells coming from afar...

The bell sounds melodiously and loudly

From far to near, from near to far, like an echo of the empty valley.

The bells became longer and longer.

The vision even shattered a cloud in the distant sky.

The hurricanes and smoke around Li Zhen stopped rotating, and under his powerful vitality, they turned into something as solid as a solid.

Cui Weiming suddenly recognized this method, his eyes changed slightly, and he came behind Zhao Xueer, covered in sword energy.

Zhao Xueer also recognized it, but she was not surprised at all.

Li Zhenquan exhaled and started to speak.

With a sharp roar,

The bell rings loudly,

The smoke and energy around him suddenly exploded,
Chapter completed!
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