Chapter 371 Tianxuan: Snow Girl, you are...

The sky chasm that Yan Dan created with his black eyebrows in a hurry, faced with the surging waves created by the combined power of Tianxuan and his wife, lasted for a breath before it shattered and turned into nothing. Some of the violent power was transmitted to Yan Dan, causing him to have severe pain in his internal organs, and the bamboo hat on his head shattered, revealing his true appearance.

Wow!
His true appearance was revealed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and his majestic body swayed.

"Giant!"

Gao Jianli, Xue Nu, Dao Zhi and others were all far behind Yan Dan in terms of their cultivation. When Yan Dan vomited blood and was injured, the other three just reacted and shouted in unison.

Knowing that they were in danger, Gao Jianli and Xue Nu looked at each other. The tacit understanding they had developed over the years of companionship made them instantly know what to do. In a flash, an antique Tongqin flew out from Gao Jianli's wide sleeves, and Xue Nu also took out the exquisite jade flute she carried with her.

Ding Dong!

Being in the wilderness, there were no such elegant people. However, Gao Jianli and Xue Nu took out their musical instruments, and the same sacred color appeared on their faces. Gao Jianli gently plucked the strings of the zither with his fingers, and the sound of the zither like a spring was played. With ten fingers plucking, a melodious and beautiful zither music seemed to render this place into a pure land.

Oh oh oh!
The Snow Girl was no less impressive. She brought the jade flute made of a whole piece of beautiful jade to her lips. She pressed her ten jade fingers, as delicate as spring onions, on the holes. The originally low and choked flute sound was manipulated by her profound attainments and turned into an ethereal and otherworldly flute music as white as snow.

The combination of the piano and flute music is a piece of elegant music!
Zizizi!
The cultivation of Xue Nu and Gao Jianli was nothing to Tian Xuan and the others. However, they had been together for many years, and their relationship, which could be described as "Platonic spiritual love", had fostered a tacit understanding that was better than that of a married couple.

This high-brow music is both a piece of music and a unique skill. With their tacit cooperation, the power of one plus one is greater than two.

The violent moves, like the reappearance of the flood that destroyed the world during the Five Emperors period, came in front of the Mohists, just like coming into direct contact with the scorching sun and being evaporated. The four masters of the Mohist school seemed to have come to an isolated island that stood firm under the bombardment of the raging waves of the sea. It seemed extremely dangerous, but in fact it was safe.

Tick ​​tock!

However, the gap in absolute strength could not be easily erased by the sound of a flute from Xue Nu and Gao Jianli. As the attacks of Tian Xuan and his wife were constantly being resolved, bloodstains flowed out of Xue Nu and Gao Jianli's seven orifices, which was shocking! At this time, the violent power of the moves of Yan Fei, Yue Shen and others was melted away by about one third.

If this goes on, in at most ten snaps of the fingers, Yan's dog butcher: Gao Jianli, Zhao's number one dancer: Xue Nu, will be killed by the powerful moves of Tianxuan and others.

"Big man, let's go!"

At this time, the mechanical Vermillion Bird, which was hovering in the sky and controlled by an elite disciple of the Mohist School, swooped down from the sky and came to the side of Yan Dan and others, wanting to take advantage of this opportunity to pick up Yan Dan and others and leave. The shout that broke through the air was filled with endless anxiety!

call out!
All this happened too fast. From the moment Tianxuan turned hostile to the moment Gao Jianli and Xue Nu were about to be killed by Tianxuan and his wife, it took no more than thirty breaths. Seeing that the peerless beauty he had coveted for a long time was about to be killed and about to escape, Tianxuan used the Wind God Leg and turned into a gust of wind, rushing into the raging ocean.

The Hongming Sword was sheathed like lightning, and both palms pushed out horizontally. The palm force was hard yet soft, and soft yet hard, drawing in the help of the vast ocean formed by the unparalleled power under his feet, achieving a combination of hardness and softness.

"The sea of ​​clouds is surging!" Boom!

The Suzaku was hit head-on by the "Cloud Sea Waves" move created by Tianxuan's residual strength. Amidst the thunderous roar, the Suzaku weighing hundreds of kilograms was smashed to pieces on the spot. The Mohist disciples riding on it did not even have time to scream before they turned into rising blood mist.

puff!

Although the mechanical Suzaku was used as a scapegoat, only a small amount of the aftermath was imposed on Yan Dan and others, but they still paid a price. Including Dao Zhi, the four masters of the Mohist School all spurted blood and their faces turned pale as paper. The music that Xue Nu and Gao Jianli were playing together collapsed, and the strings of the zither under Gao Jianli's hand broke.

"Strong grass in the wind!"

The boundless ocean was pulled by Tianxuan's move and turned into nothing. Controlling such a powerful force at one time, even though Tianxuan's main practice method: Xiantian Gangqi, which can be called an alternative horizontal training kung fu, after one move, the meridians in his body still hurt slightly, and his feet kicked out a continuous leg force at an incredibly fast speed, rolling towards Yan Dan and others.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Faced with the continuous leg force, the already injured Yan Dan and others did not dare to be careless. They made moves in panic to block the oncoming attack.

puff!
Tian Xuan's attack was full of continuous leg power, like a howling gale. Even without the Hong Ming Sword, it was still very powerful. When the overlapping leg shadows dissipated, Dao Zhi, who was the least injured, and Gao Jianli and Yan Dan, who were both highly skilled in martial arts, were barely unharmed, but their faces flushed again.

Xue Nu, the descendant of Zhao Wu, once again paid the price and vomited blood.

"Snow Girl, you are mine now."

After being cushioned by the 'Strong Grass in the Wind', Tianxuan's meridians felt a little stinging, but it was no longer a big deal. The moment he returned to the ground, Tianxuan's right hand stretched out like lightning, and the eighth style of the Sky Frost Fist: Frost and Dew was used. The cold fist force was applied to the graceful body of the Snow Girl through the air, restricting her ability to move, and he announced in an unquestionable tone.

"I've heard for a long time that Wushuang Jun is a playboy!" Hearing Tianxuan's words, the Snow Girl's Jade-Clean face showed sarcasm and sneered, "Today, I see that his reputation is indeed well-deserved."

While saying this, the Snow Girl tapped the ground with her jade feet. It was obviously thick earth, but when she tapped with her jade feet, the thick earth seemed to turn into a pool of water, and the Snow Girl herself was a flying swallow dancing on the water. There was also a snow-white and tough silk ribbon shooting out from her sleeves, dancing in the wind.

"I never dance this dance easily, because it is a dance of death!"

In the wilderness, the Snow Girl performed the dance known as the Dance of Death, which is considered to be Zhao Wu's unique skill. Originally, Yan Dan's uncle, Yan Chunjun, was supposed to die in this dance, which made the reputation of the "Dance of Death" spread in the martial arts world. However, Tianxuan asked Yan Fei to kill Yan Chunjun in order to alienate Yan Wangxi and his son.

Therefore, although Gao Jianli and Xue Nu developed feelings for each other, they were not catalyzed. This dance of death also became Xue Nu's secret trump card, and she wanted to use this dance to send Tian Xuan to his death.

In the soft and cold wonderful music, the Snow Girl danced like a flying fairy, outlining layered phantoms around Tianxuan. The dancing silk ribbons were like strange weapons, faintly covering Tianxuan's vital points, spying on the flaws in Tianxuan's martial arts, waiting for the opportunity to turn the virtual into the real.

(End of this chapter)