Guan Luoyang's palm flying across the sky was not only intense and furious, like burning vitality, but also contained a sharply changing gravity.

In terms of actual physical size, he did not change much, but the spirits of everyone around him were vaguely affected by this momentum.

In their eyes, when Guan Luoyang swung this palm, it seemed as if his whole body was suddenly enlarged several times, and the weight and power suddenly increased. He suppressed Prince Meng with a giant spirit-like palm print.

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Prince Meng, who had just emerged from the water, waved his hand calmly and received such a slap.

Boom!!!

The sound of the collision of the two forces was not intense, but unexpectedly dull.

The surrounding water surface, which is nearly twenty meters in diameter, is like a big drum being struck with great force, sinking from the center.

It is not the kind of depression with a rounded arc, but like a taut string being pressed down in the middle. There is an obvious obtuse angle in the middle of the depression, and the surrounding area is tightened into a straight slope.

The surface of the flowing water is pressed extremely smooth and tight, and every drop seems extremely heavy. Under this layer of smooth pure water, you can see that countless dust and algae in the water are quickly dissipating and flowing.

The changes are rapid, profound, but silent.

The water surface, which has always been weak in ordinary people's impressions, now shows an almost unbreakable and incredibly tough tension.

Guan Luoyang's palm, which was 100% of his strength, was carried down by the stoic and thick water surface.

After enduring and tightening, it will naturally rebound.

Prince Meng's feet trembled, and the entire water surface began to tremble, as if a blanket had been flattened by strong force, and the sunken point in the middle was suddenly bounced upward.

Guan Luoyang was pushed back by his palm and flew diagonally high into the air. Prince Meng's own body also skyrocketed upwards by more than ten meters.

The water surface, which had lost the restraint of inexplicable power, set off angry waves and chaos, and exploded water columns.

The turbulent currents converged towards the center, setting off a wave huge enough to catch up with Prince Meng's height.

Prince Meng crushed the waves, roared loudly, and headed towards the river bank where Han Wen Gong was.

Suddenly a translucent giant eagle came towards me.

When he struck with his palm, the giant eagle split automatically, moved away from his palm, and turned into two cranes, one on the left and one on the right, with long pointed beaks, poking at his ribs on both sides at the same time.

Prince Meng waved his arms together to scatter the two cranes, which were made purely of compressed air, and air waves exploded in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, a short sword with a handle of two feet and seven inches, and the patterns on the blade were like outstretched wings, flashed out of the corner of Prince Meng's eyes, and in one move, five complex sword lights were struck, like thousands of swords.

The feathers are intricately combined into a golden lotus flower.

At Wulaofeng in the southeast of Mount Lu, golden hibiscus is cut out of the blue sky!

The unique skill of Lushan sword technique is that the sword turns into a wing-like light, forming a lotus. The person hides behind the lotus, as if he has disappeared. The sword is like a lotus, but the person holding the sword is not seen.

If it were the former Prince Meng, even if his internal strength, fighting spirit, and arrogance were far superior to Chen Shouzheng's, he would still have to be cautious when facing this unique swordsmanship that had been honed by masters of the past generations in Mount Lu.

But now, he just feels that he doesn't need to look at the sword or the person. He can vaguely see the subtlest flow of the true energy. He only uses one arm to punch it out, facing the lotus of sword energy, and stirs it hard in the air.

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The golden sword energy lotus swirled violently, and the subtle sword lights collided with each other in chaos. In an instant, they collapsed, leaving only the original short sword and the swordsman.

As soon as the shock appeared in Chen Shouzheng's eyes, he felt that his hands were empty.

Prince Meng's right palm hit the handle of the knife, causing the knife to fly out of his hand, and he slapped it away with his left hand.

Chen Shouzheng crossed his hands to block, two kinds of infuriating rays of light exploded alternately, and the figure fell rapidly.

Nangong Lei, the leader of the Nanfeng Sword Sect, was walking across the water. His pupils shrank when he raised his eyes, and the thin sword in his hand hissed through the wind. In an instant, on top of the flying sword shadow,

Seven angles, pumping, hitting, picking and pressing.

But when the knife passed by him, it still left a cut on his forearm.

Not far to the right, Yuan Bai Gong, the head of the Shanxi Youshen Sect, uses the secret method of throwing thunder from the gods in the door, and the white ape catching the sword posture. His feet are as steady as stepping on the flat ground built with hard rocks.

Suddenly, his long arm stretched out and caught Chen Shouzheng falling from the air with a smooth movement.

The connection was beautiful, but as soon as he came into contact with the layer of true energy wrapped around Chen Shouzheng's body, Yuan Baigong trembled all over, and his internal energy inexplicably went sideways, tingling the Jianjing acupoint.

Shouzheng fell into the water together.

The seven or eight famous masters on the water all saw the scene of Chen Shouzheng's defeat with one strike, and their hearts froze, and they all thought of a title.

Grandmaster!!!

Since ancient times, essence has been a thing, wandering souls have become changes, and goods have taken the form of fluids, forming all kinds of people, ghosts, and monsters in the world. Among them, those who can move the spirit and control the energy are called masters.

How could this remnant of the demon sect, the envoy of the evil sect, have such good luck to break through the master at this time?!

"No, he hasn't stabilized this realm yet and is not a complete master."

Jiang Jiusi, who was on the shore at the rear, sent a message, loud and clear, regardless of the target, to everyone in their camp who still retained their fighting power.

"After stepping through that barrier, there are of course all kinds of mysteries, but when the mysterious door in the mind is first opened, it is the most vulnerable. He is now in the sea of ​​​​Qi in Dantian, which is divided into clear and turbid. The clear qi rises, the turbid qi sinks, and the turbid qi

To kill someone, clear the energy and nourish the mind, the position of the head is now not protected by the energy."

"If we hit his head now, the entrance gate will collapse, and the sea of ​​​​qi will also explode, enough to shatter his body into pieces."

"You must be quick. After a quarter of an hour, the clear and turbid qi will merge again. The entrance will be stable and in harmony with the Dantian Qi sea. This weakness will no longer exist."

Bang!!!

The water waves scattered.

They set off very early, but because they didn't know Qinggong and only relied on high-frequency violence to tread water, Gu Lanxiang, who fell behind Nangong Lei and the others, suddenly accelerated at this moment.

Her body dragged out a very long light green shadow, vertically in the air, and the bamboo stick in her hand bloomed with a swaying glow for the first time.

Along with her flying attack, the stick blasted through the air layer by layer and hit Prince Meng.

Gu Lanxiang's Jiuxian stick technique usually used her extraordinary physical fitness to exert all kinds of unusual strength during battles, but it was not until this attack that she stepped on the water that she used her "Qi"

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Yes, the martial arts inheritance she learned from the Pandaren of Pandaria also includes the ability called true energy, but that "true energy" is quite different from the true energy in this world.

The true energy that matches the Panda Brewmaster's stick skills does not need to circulate according to the meridians. It is usually strengthened through exercise and accumulated in all blood and flesh cells.

When it is really time to use it, the breathing force is suddenly activated, and the cells in the whole body flow out of this pure, huge and ferocious life force. It is like opening a flood gate to release a flood. A sudden blow is really strong and fast beyond ordinary reason.

After Prince Meng broke the mental barrier, when he saw other people's attacks, there were all kinds of subtle and distinguishable flows of true energy. However, when he looked at Gu Lanxiang's attack, he could only see a chaotic, indistinguishable glow.

His body was hit directly with a stick and a man.

He waved his hand to catch the stick, and his body finally fell from the wind and touched the water again.

The luminous body holding the stick dimmed and then lit up, and the stick attacks came like a violent storm. They all seemed to be strong and violent, but in fact they were different in each fight.

Sometimes when the stick was just coming out, when it was retracted, there was a sticky force that pulled Prince Meng's arm; sometimes when the stick came to the head, it suddenly became lighter, and the tail of the stick was drawn from the other side.

The changes in the stick technique are getting faster and faster. A red rope hanging from Gu Lanxiang's neck is swaying slightly. The thing tied to the end of the red rope is also thrown out from the clothes, but it is a piece of hazy crystal.

Crystals are often considered to be crystal clear, but this hazy crystal is slightly yellowish and seems to contain countless impurities. Its shape is by no means beautiful, and it even looks like the bones of human knuckles.

But after the crystal was thrown out, the slightly excited smile on the heroic and beautiful girl's face gradually became dangerous.

The stick shadow was smashed out wildly, the ends of her eyebrows were raised, thin and curly patterns extended from the ends of her eyes, her mouth was cracked, and her teeth were rattling in extremely subtle and frequent collisions, which was beyond the normal bellicose atmosphere.

A scream erupted in the air.

"Hit, hit, hit, blow your head off!!"

The coriander roared and struck out with a stick. In addition to the light flames jumping on the stick, it was also covered with a layer of dark boiling rage.

The power of this stick suddenly doubled, and the water surface behind Gulanxiang was affected by this terrifying kinetic energy, creating a wave that far exceeded her head.

But Prince Meng's eyes flashed, and he noticed that within the indistinguishable luminous body in front of him, there were suddenly divisions of different powers.

Si Hai swung his hands in confusion, his palm skills changed continuously, the violent bamboo stick swayed and faltered, causing Gu Lanxiang to stagger, and passed by Prince Meng. Prince Meng swung his foot back and kicked the head of the stick, making up for it.

A palm hit the standing bamboo stick.

The stick was thrown back, and Gu Lanxiang's whole body was knocked backwards.

Wow!!!

She fell into the huge waves and was knocked underwater by the huge waves.

Gurgling water waves and bubbles rose around me, and the coriander fell to the bottom of the river, stirring up a cloud of turbidity.

She opened her eyes and raised her head in the water. She raised her head nonchalantly with the stick and was about to break through the water in front of her and rush up again.

But when she opened her mouth slightly, the dark magic energy sprayed from her mouth actually pushed away the surrounding water and raised a large number of bubbles, causing her expression to change immediately.

The Shihai fainting hand that was supposed to induce internal poisoning was actually used to induce hidden dangers in her body.

It was the wrathful demonic energy that was infected while practicing on the continent of Pandaria. With the help of the reincarnator, Gu Lanxiang originally planned to absorb this power and turn it into his own use, but the wrathful demonic energy has not been completely solved yet.

The issue of mental pollution can only be borrowed to a limited extent.

But a native of the martial arts world, who has probably never heard of Pandaria or seen the Wrathful Demonic Energy in eight lifetimes, actually managed to increase the risk of her losing control in just a few moves.

When Gu Lanxiang thought of this, she seemed to laugh in anger. She quickly held the crystal tied with the red rope, held her breath in the water, entered a meditative state of mind, and restrained the anger emanating from her body wave after wave.

Prince Meng has almost reached the shore.
To be continued...