A life of meritorious deeds starting from Thunderbolt

"What?! How could Jian Xiangxiang be killed? Who did it?!" Jun Moxie said in shock and anger.

"We don't know yet," Gongsun Yue said in a deep voice, "The invisible fatal wound caused by the arrow is very strange. There is only a small finger-sized wound on the surface of the body, but the inside of the body is in a mess. Judging from the situation, there should be several forces inside the body. The rotation will break the muscles and veins in the body and shatter the internal organs."

After listening to the information provided by Gongsun Yue, Lonely Hou continued his analysis: "There are thousands of sects in the martial arts world, and martial arts are inherited in various forms, but their origins are the same. The fundamentals of martial arts are limited to points and surfaces, and the invisible killing arrows Zhao is an excellent representative of 'point'!"

"Such an extreme martial art must be an extremely rare and peerless martial art that cannot be performed by ordinary people..." Lonely Hou frowned.

"Armor-breaking peak seven-twirling finger!" Jun Moxie suddenly said a term.

"Huh? Your Majesty knows?" Gongsun Yue asked.

"Judging from the invisible fatal injury of the arrow, it should be the armor-piercing seven-turning finger move." Jun Moxie said thoughtfully.

The seven-rotating finger of the armor-piercing peak is famous for ignoring the opponent's large physical defense value and causing huge damage from the inside. It is the best example of "point-breaking surface".

"This move is a one-page book of unique skills." Jun Moxie frowned.

"A page of book? How could this be so?" Gongsun Yue asked doubtfully, "Although I feel sorry for you, comrade, but with the power of a page of book, if you want to kill an arrow invisible, you don't need this trick."

"So there must be..." Lonely Hou was about to say something when suddenly a poem trumpet sounded outside Wuji Hall.

"Everything in the world is like a chess game, everything is unpredictable, and all the heroes laugh!"

Bursts of Buddha sounds filled the sky, clouds rolled in, and golden Buddha statues descended from the sky.

Outside the Wuji Hall, the soldiers responsible for guarding the palace all looked like they were facing an enemy. The huge pressure from the sky made everyone suffocate.

Suddenly, a deep and powerful demonic energy rose from the ground, pushing the pressure of a page of book to the sky.

Jun Moye flew out and faced the golden Buddha statue in the sky.

"One page book!"

"Jun Moxie!"

One Buddha and one demon confront each other in the world. The Buddha's energy and the demon's energy compete with each other. The world is uneasy and the space is solidified and forbidden!

"Jun Moxie, you sent people to snatch my beloved disciple's head first, and then to kill my friend Sheng Shangru. This time you must give me an explanation!" The words on the page of the book revealed the sounds of murder.

"An explanation? What is an explanation? The Holy Confucian scholar used his reputation to build the Feng Yun Qin, not only laboring the people and ruining the wealth, but also plundering it for the gold. I took his life and took back the Feng Yun Qin to benefit the world. What's wrong with that?" Jun Moxie said coldly.

"Hmph, you are using strong words to make sense. Kill for life. Hand over the murderer of my friend! Otherwise, there will be no place for the Jingling Court in the Central Plains!" A page of the book said forcefully.

"Really? Then let me see how you can make me have no place to stand in Jingling Court!" Jun Mo's evil energy shook, and thunder rolled from the sky. When he opened his palms, dark evil energy condensed on his body like ocean waves.

A shocking palm!

The palm slowly shot out, and the huge dark palm suddenly pressed against a page of book!

"Just what I want!" The power of the golden Buddha statue emerged, and then an inconspicuous golden finger power burst out!

Compared to the devil's palm, which is bigger than one person, the power of the golden fingers seems very small. But a frightening scene appears!

I saw that small finger force piercing directly from the center of the devil's palm. The powerful penetration not only caused the devil's palm to shatter in mid-air, but also flew towards Jun Moye with unabated force.

Bang!!

Jun Moxie raised his hand and waved, using the repulsive force of Shenluo Tianzheng to fly the golden finger force away.

"The seven-rotating finger of the armor-piercing peak, it is indeed you!" Jun Moxie said angrily.

Jun Moxie glanced down, this was Wuji Palace, the Central Plains headquarters of Jinglingting, but it couldn't be destroyed, "Don't you have to explain in one page? Three days later, there will be a showdown in Fengyuping, and it will end."

resentment!"

"Okay! I want you to understand that Yi Yishu is an existence that no one can ignore!" Yi Yishu agreed decisively.

On that day, the news that Jun Moye was going to fight against Fengyuping with Baishi Jinglun One-page Book began to spread very quickly in the Central Plains.

After receiving the news, martial arts people from all walks of life rushed to Fengyuping, trying to get a good seat to watch the battle. See who is the real number one in the Central Plains!

Secretly, after receiving the news that Jun Moxie and Yi Yishu were going to have a decisive battle, ambitious people from all sides began to take action.

"This opportunity cannot be missed. This time Jun Moxie and Yi Yishu have a decisive battle, and we will profit from it!"

Somewhere in a hidden place in the Central Plains, Dengdie Xiu Wannian gathered with the Demon Realm Yinming Emperor, Asura Lord, and Taihuang Lord for a meeting.

"What's your plan?" Emperor Yinming asked.

"When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. In the battle three days later, I deduce that both Yi Yishu and Jun Moxie will be injured. When they fight to the point of exhaustion, we will rush out and catch them all in one fell swoop. In this way, the Jingling Court

With the loss of Jun Moxie, the Central Plains has lost a page of the book. The Demon Realm and our Heavenly Butterfly Alliance will take advantage of the situation to attack the Central Plains, and we can do it overnight!" Dengdiexiu Wannian suggested.

"If it is true as you say, how will the vast Central Plains be divided?" Lord Asura asked.

"Naturally, we will divide them according to the amount of effort, but the prerequisite must be to kill Jun Moxie and Yi Yishu. Otherwise, as long as one of these two survives, our road ahead will be difficult and dangerous." Dengdie Xiu Wannian reminded.

"Okay! Three days later, the troops from our Asura Taoist Academy will appear in Fengyuping!" Lord Asura said in a deep voice.

"The same goes for the army of the First Palace of the Demon Realm!" Emperor Yinming immediately expressed his attitude.

"Very good! What about you, Mr. Taihuang?" Xiu Wannian looked at Mr. Taihuang, waiting for the latter's reply.

"Killing Yip Yishu and Jun Moxie will not do me any good. I'm afraid Taihuang Jun will not be able to participate in this matter." Taihuang Jun wants to withdraw, so why bother fighting a battle that has no profit.

"Taihuang Jun, let me tell you something," Xiu Wannian said to Taihuang Jun, "do you know who is supporting Su Huanzhen now?"

"It's a one-page book," Xiu Wannian said directly without waiting for Taihuang Jun's reply, "If you want to deal with Su Huanzhen and destroy the eight generals of Tianhu, then you will definitely not be able to overcome the obstacle of a one-page book..."

"Now as long as we cooperate, you will have less resistance if you want to defeat Su Huanzhen."

"Okay, I will arrive by then." Taihuang Jun was persuaded and agreed directly.

"Very good, then we will meet in Fengyuping in three days to plan big things together!" Xiu Wannian said with a smile.

In Liuli Fairyland, after hearing the news that Jun Moxie was going to duel with Yi Yishu, Su Huanzhen decided to go and have a look, and at the same time prepared for the worst.

At the same time, Qi Luren also decided to go, and he also brought along Mr. Jin who was pulling the cart under him.

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Three days later, the storm continued, but the bad weather could not extinguish the enthusiasm of the melon-eaters.