"How do you know the Beiming Magic!"
Ding Chunqiu reacted and exclaimed.
Wu Yazi only taught a little bit of Beiming's magical technique, which Ding Chunqiu dreamed of.
In order to get this skill, he forced Su Xinghe, but unfortunately he didn't succeed.
"Die!" Murong Fu saw an opportunity and shot Lu Qingyun with his fingers.
At the important moment when Lu Qingyun was fighting with Ding Chunqiu, Murong Fu unexpectedly launched a sneak attack, which forced him to move his body to avoid it.
The power of the joint finger was still quite strong. Lu Qingyun's left shoulder was pierced and bleeding continued.
The internal energy paused momentarily, and the Beiming Divine Art also stopped absorbing.
Ding Chunqiu was overjoyed and shook Lu Qingyun's right hand away, freeing him from control.
Lu Qingyun tapped the acupuncture points on his shoulder to stop the bleeding, then looked at Murong Fu angrily.
"Gusu Murong, bah, you are a shameless villain!"
Being scolded in public, Murong Fu turned pale.
Having done this, Gusu Murong's reputation will definitely be damaged.
However, Jianghu has always respected the strong. As long as Lu Qingyun is killed, everyone present will not say anything.
Murong Fu flew over.
Naturally, Ding Chunqiu would not let go of such an opportunity and also pounced on Lu Qingyun.
Lu Qingyun was not seriously injured, but he was still unable to cope with the combined efforts of the two.
Concentrating all the energy in his body into his two palms, while striking out the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, his body instantly rushed towards the house in front of the mountain wall.
He knew that only by rushing into Wu Yazi's hiding place could he escape the two men's pursuit.
"Stop him quickly!" Murong Fu shouted.
XuanNan thought of the humiliation he suffered in Wudang and felt that this was a good time to take revenge. He flew up and struck Lu Qingyun with a palm.
Twilight!
Lu Qingyun cursed secretly, and struck him with his fist without losing speed.
Even if he was injured, he was still at the late stage of the Grandmaster realm and was not something Xuannan could resist.
The fists and palms met, making a muffled sound, and Xuannan was knocked away.
The Shaolin disciples quickly picked up Xuannan who fell to the ground.
"Uncle Master, are you okay?"
XuanNan smiled strangely, then tilted his head and went to the Western Paradise.
"Oh no, the big devil Lu Qingyun has killed Master Xuannan's uncle!"
Shaolin disciples shouted.
Lu Qingyun had no time to mess with the Shaolin Bald Donkey and rushed into the house.
Ding Chunqiu was extremely happy. How could these Shaolin bald donkeys know that Xuan Nan died under his Three Smiles?
With Shaolin Bald Donkey's propaganda, Lu Qingyun was confirmed to be the murderer of Xuan Nan.
When the time comes, Shaolin will definitely send out masters to take revenge, and Lu Qingyun's good days are finally over.
Ding Chunqiu wanted to charge forward, but was blocked by Su Xinghe.
"Su Xinghe, do you dare to stop me?"
"So what if I stop you, Ding Chunqiu, you are no longer a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, so get out of here!"
Su Xinghe still has some selfish motives.
Xu Zhu is too ugly, so he will probably be disgusted by his master Wu Yazi.
Mr. Qingyun is a handsome and handsome man, and he is a great man of his generation. He has great hope of winning the master's favor.
Hangu Yayu drew his weapon and stood between the two of them.
"Ding Chunqiu, our accounts haven't been settled yet!"
Duan Yanqing came to Ding Chunqiu on crutches.
"Amitabha, Donor Ding, the young monk thinks it's better for you to leave."
Jiumozhi spoke up.
"Why, the Tubo Imperial Master wants to save Lu Qingyun?"
"Yes, Master Qingyun cannot die!"
Others don't know, but Jiumozhi knows it very well.
If Lu Qingyun died here, the Condor Hero's protective character might kill everyone in the meeting.
His country, Tubo, would be implicated even if he didn't do well.
The great master was so angry that he bled for thousands of miles!
Facing so many people, Ding Chunqiu was naturally unable to take action and could only take a few steps back dissatisfied.
Lu Qingyun rushed into the house and looked around.
The entire house was empty, with only broken wooden boards and a cave half as tall as a man standing in front of him.
Could it be that the cave is Wu Yazi's hiding place?
Lu Qingyun didn't rush down to the cave. He checked the wound first and made sure it was OK, then he slowly approached the cave entrance.
He leaned half of his body and looked into the cave. It was so dark that no light could be seen.
Even if the inner strength is raised to the eyes, he can only see the scenery within three steps.
In addition to the uneven cave walls on both sides, there is only a downward-sloping, manually dug corridor.
Lu Qingyun bent down and got in.
The corridor is slippery and you may slip if you are not careful.
While turning over a cup of tea, a glimmer of light appeared in front of the corridor.
Lu Qingyun carefully walked towards the light and looked inside with the help of weak candlelight.
Xu Zhu was seen sitting cross-legged on the ground, an old man whose appearance could not be seen clearly fell down on his head and feet, his head was on top of Xu Zhu's head, and the two people's Tianling Gai and Tianling Gai were connected.
"This is Wu Yazi teaching his skills!"
Wu Yazi had long noticed that another person had appeared in the cave.
But this is the critical moment of passing on the power and cannot be stopped.
If it was terminated forcefully, both he and Xu Zhu would be seriously injured.
Lu Qingyun was very envious when he saw Wu Yazi's slow power being transmitted from the top of his head into Xu Zhu's body.
After striding closer to the two of them, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Wu Yazi's shoulder.
"Who are you?"
Although Wu Yazi closed his eyes tightly, he could still feel a hand grabbing towards him.
"It doesn't matter who I am."
Lu Qingyun grabbed Wu Yazi's shoulders, used the Beiming Divine Skill and began to snatch the internal energy from his body.
Wu Yazizi was shocked.
The visitor actually knows the Beiming Divine Technique, the supreme mental method of the Xiaoyao Sect.
He didn't even teach Ding Chunqiu and Su Xinghe the core part of the Beiming Magic Technique. He only gave the secret book to his junior sister Li Qiushui. How could the boy next to him do it?
Could it be that he is the successor of Junior Sister Qiu Shui?
Wu Yazi opened his eyes.
The boy in front of me was handsome, with a heroic look on his face. If he really was the successor of his junior sister, there would be no problem in passing on the remaining cultivation to him.
"Boy, are you the successor of Junior Sister Qiu Shui?"
"no!"
Lu Qingyun still has a bottom line, and he values his master's inheritance relatively seriously, and will not pretend to be just for Wu Yazi's level of cultivation.
"Then where did you learn this Beiming Divine Skill?"
"I picked it up on the road."
Lu Qingyun smiled slightly. This Beiming Magic was indeed picked up from Duan Yu, but he just killed Duan Yu first.
"Boy, since you have learned the Beiming Divine Skill, you are even a disciple of my Xiaoyao Sect. You put me down and I will pass on the remaining skills to you."
Compared to Xu Zhu, Wu Yazi prefers Lu Qingyun.
All the Xiaoyao sect are immortals, so they chose ugly monks out of no choice.
Lu Qingyun's appearance and cultivation had met Wu Yazi's requirements, or in other words, far exceeded his expectations, which gave him the opportunity to make a new choice.
But Lu Qingyun didn't know his true thoughts and thought Wu Yazi was playing a trick to trick him into letting go.
With Grandmaster Wu Yazi's cultivation level, as long as he escapes the swallowing power of Beiming Divine Art, he can be crushed to ashes with just a little bit of internal energy left in his body.
