The Record of Righteousness

While the two were talking, the silver needles in Wan Qing's hand suddenly leaked out, and with a flick of his finger, they turned the pillows in unison and whizzed towards the two women.

At the same time, his robes fluttered and his figure was extremely fast, but he escaped like a breeze and slid to the side, and volleyed a palm!

The two palace masters were instantly broken into pieces. Xi Shuang faced those hidden weapons with a calm face, and her two jade hands fluttered gently. In an instant, the skin on her hands became paler, even pale!

A breath of air emanated from her palms, and it looked like white ice shrouded in cold fog.

Those hidden weapon silver needles slowed down when they reached her. Looking closely, each silver needle was covered with a thin layer of white frost!

There were many words below, but it was just a moment at that time!

Those whistling hidden weapon silver needles seemed to be frozen in the air, and they lost their power after stagnating.

In front of Xi Shuang were a large number of silver needles that looked like snow dots. In this brief moment, she seemed to be in a light snow.

"I have never seen such a beautiful snow scene in the south."

Xi Shuang said with a faint sadness, waved her hand, and the silver needles fell to the ground from the air with a crackling sound, and the frost spirit wrapped on the silver needles turned into morning dew drops in an instant.

This is the unique martial arts of Wuhua Palace, Hanyu Gong!

When this skill is fully used, the appearance will become more and more pale and transparent, and it will look like white ice shrouded in cold fog. If you press the acupoints of others, the terrible coldness generated by the true qi will penetrate the heart of the person and seal the various acupoints and heart meridians of the enemy.

There is another mysterious thing, people will become younger and more beautiful, and stay young forever.

Wan Qing's eyes flashed fiercely, and he turned into a residual shadow and immediately slashed in the air with a palm.

Lianyu flew out from her sister's side, pulled out her arm and caught Wanqing's palm. He couldn't help but be shocked, his eyes narrowed slightly. This woman didn't react at all, and she could barely take his sunflower palm? !

Palace Master Lianyu was also quite surprised. The eunuch's internal energy was too yang and vigorous. It rushed into her body like a vast and infinite force, trying to destroy her meridians and organs. This kind of martial arts was unheard of in the world!

She then slid sideways, retracted her palm and raised her breath to lock the violent pure yang internal energy in her arms. In an instant, a pair of snow-white slender arms seemed to be filled with lead and heavy and difficult to move. She bit her silver teeth, and before her slender arms were bent, her sleeves fluttered and she hit the eunuch's figure!

Wanqing was extremely fast. He turned over twice in the air and dodged like a ghost, but a hole was punched in his sleeves!

A shallow palm print was printed on a large tree behind him, and it exploded with a loud bang in just a moment or two. The tree trunk broke into pieces, and wood chips flew everywhere. Green leaves fell to the ground slowly, startling birds.

Turning his head and looking back, Wan Qing felt that this internal energy was so familiar. After thinking about it, he realized the secret and said in a deep voice:

"Could it be the flower-transferring palm? It can even transfer our internal energy."

Lian Yu's voice was cold, agile and ethereal, and unpredictable.

"How can a eunuch like you imagine the magical mystery of my martial arts."

There are eight levels of the flower-transferring palm, and Palace Master Lian Yu is only the sixth level, and has not yet reached the state of great success.

The first five levels can only transfer the external force of others, that is, brute force. At the sixth level, you can borrow the internal energy of the opponent to counterattack, and it can be said to be a killing move when the enemy is unprepared!

At the eighth level, yin and yang, hardness and softness are combined, and there is no distinction between internal and external strength. The power of others is like flowing clouds and water.

Wan Qing's heart sank. This woman's palm of moving flowers and trees is really mysterious. She can even use his sunflower palm!

If it weren't for his extraordinary speed just now, he would have been crippled if he didn't die after being hit by the palm she transferred!

Fortunately, this woman absorbed his internal energy and her speed was not so fast, otherwise he would have been killed by that palm!

"Mysterious, playing tricks!"

Lian Yu slowly nodded to Xi Shuang. Both of them were wearing pink and white clothes. They were very fast, but they were still much slower than Wan Qing's speed.

Wan Qing couldn't tell which one of the two was which for a while. He didn't dare to be careless. He didn't know how many martial arts these two women had that he hadn't seen, and he had to be very careful when using his ultimate killer move, the sunflower palm!

He tapped his toes lightly on the hilt of a sword on the ground, and with a sudden push of his foot, the sword blade flew up and was caught by him.

This was the silver-white sword blade used by the seven maids.

For Wan Qing, the use of weapons was just icing on the cake. Even if it was a magic weapon, it would not be very powerful if it was held in the hands of those ruffians.

For those who are truly powerful in martial arts, every flower, grass, stone, and wood can be a magic sword as long as they are in their hands.

Therefore, swords do not seek fame, as long as they can kill people!

In the blink of an eye, the skin of the two palace masters turned pale and white. They came to kill side by side. They both practiced the Cold Jade Skill and cooperated very well. A chill followed. Even though Wan Qing was very fast, he was hit by a few palms. A trace of cold air invaded his body in an attempt to seal his vital points, but was forced out by his sunflower internal energy in an instant.

This cold air is far from being as sinister as the Six Yin Sutra, and only a pure and piercing cold air is emitted. Compared with the sinister coldness of the Six Yin Sutra, the internal energy of the Cold Jade Art is nothing compared to the big one!

Seeing that the eunuch was still alive and kicking as if nothing had happened after being hit by a few palms, and his murderous aura increased instead of decreasing, Xi Shuang lost her mind for a moment, and was pierced by several flashing sword beams while she was in a daze. She couldn't help but screamed in pain:

"Sister! Why is our internal energy ineffective!"

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