Chapter 656

Murong Xue also went to the place that would not be affected. Looking at the fierce fighting between magic moon and Xiao Xingshen, Murong Xue murmured: "didn't Xiao Xingchen say that he needs to go back to the underground palace in case of emergency? How can you have leisure and leisure to fight with the moon

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at the car curtain, and the carriage was shot by the dark golden technique: "there is something urgent but an excuse. He is here to make trouble..."

Murong Xue blinked her eyes, and she knew that it would be like this: if the god palace does a good deed, the people of the underground palace will also come to make trouble. There are many contradictions between the underground palace and the god palace

"Do people from the underground palace and the divine palace often fight like this?"

"Almost." Ouyang Shaochen's eyes are light: the people in the underground palace have always been at odds with the holy palace. When they meet in private, they often fight with each other. However, the fighting is basically made up of small soldiers, generals, Shengong, and the rulers of the underground palace. This time, Xiao Xingshen and the holy daughter of the palace actually started fighting in full view of the public. It's surprising

Murong Xue nodded his head and glanced at the petals and golden light that burst forth in the sky. He lowered his voice and said, "who do you think will win?"

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at the magic moon, and Xiao Xingshen said: "the Xuanjin technique practiced by Xiao Xingchen is the top-level skill. Only the royal family members are equipped with the practice in the whole Nanzhao kingdom. The lotus technique practiced by the goddess of the moon is also a top-level skill. Only the saints in the temple can practice them. These two kinds of techniques have their own merits and are comparable. The people who practice them are also thousands of people One of them is of the same age and has the same skills. In a short period of time, it's hard to distinguish between the goddess of the palace and Xiao Xing... "

Murong snow willow eyebrow light pick: "you mean, if there is no expert to persuade, they can fight for a few days and nights?"

"Well." Ouyang Shaochen nodded: "however, Xiao Xingshen and Shengong shengnv can't fight for a few days and nights. Before long, they can tell the winner or loser..."

Murong Xue's eyes brightened: "is someone going to persuade?"

"No Ouyang Shaochen shakes his head: "it's the little master of the underground palace who has many tricks. In order to win, he will do whatever he can..."

At that moment, a sharp light of dark gold flew out of the carriage and hit the petals. In an instant, the petals fluttered and the golden light burst out. Three ice needles, which were as fine as embroidery needles, flew out of the golden light and shot directly at the goddess of the palace. The speed was too fast for people to react

The magic moon saint's eyes were awe inspiring, and she quickly flashed. Two ice needles rubbed her clothes and shot them on the wall not far away. Another ice needle hit her wrist and melted into her flesh and blood in a blink of an eye

The color of the moon changed slightly. She quickly touched the acupoint near her left wrist, and a golden ray of daoxuan came flying, as fast as lightning. The moon frowned tightly, abandoned her wrist, and urged the petals to meet the dark golden light.

Xiao Xingshen, magic moon is fighting again

Gradually, the magic moon moves more and more slowly. The size of the petals on the fingertips has not changed, but the strength of the petals is getting smaller and smaller. The dark golden light is pressing on step by step. The range of the petals is getting shorter and shorter

The moon's forehead exudes a layer of thin and dense cold sweat, and her eyes are full of anxiety. She can't shoot out many petals with all her strength

Murong snow pure cold eyes, fierce squint up: "that ice needle fear is anesthetic."

"Well." Ouyang Shaochen nodded gently: Xiao Xingshen's speed of shooting ice needle is too fast for people to see clearly. Even if people with good eyesight see it, they will think they are dazzled, because the ice needle melts into the flesh and blood, and there is no trace of its existence.

The anesthetic on the ice needle can paralyze the nerves of the goddess of the palace, making her whole body weak. The speed of her moves is becoming slower and slower, and the skills that appear will become weaker and weaker.

But in the eyes of the common people, it is the spirit of the goddess of the palace who gradually loses her strength, so that she can move slowly. Even if Xiao Xingchen severely injures the saint, the people will not say much about him. They will only think that the saint's skills are inferior to those of others

"Xiao Xingshen is really despicable." Murong Xue said in a low voice and looked up at the battlefield. Xiao Xingshen shot several sharp rays of light continuously, and the evil pilgrim woman shot past.

The petals on the fingertips of the saint are close to nothingness. They can't catch those golden rays. The light will hit the saint and hurt her badly

"Son of a lifetime, save people." Murong Snow said urgently.

"Why save her?" Ouyang Shaochen does not understand to look at Murong snow: in his memory, she is not like meddlesome.

"The enemy of the enemy is a friend." Murong Xue's eyes are dim: she has a festival with the underground palace, and the moon illusion is not at peace with the underground palace. Saving the magic moon is tantamount to adding a block to the underground palace and making the underground palace uncomfortable. She is willing to do

Looking at the twinkling eyes of her eyes, Ouyang Shaochen flashed a clear smile: "since you want to save people, then I will help..."

Ouyang Shaochen's slender and jade like hand waved gently, and several internal forces flew out. He hit the dark golden light fiercely, only listening to "bang!" A sound, to the moon in front of the dark gold light is scattered, Bibi Bo Bo of the dissipation in the transparent air

The saint was relieved, and her weak body leaned lightly against the wall beside her.

Xiao Xingshen's Baise was gloomy and terrible in an instant. He looked around and yelled: "who is in the dark?"The guards of the underground palace were all on guard. Their sharp eyes swept over a common man who was hiding in a corner or standing behind a wall. They stretched their necks and looked at this side quietly. With their careful appearance, they knew that they were ordinary people

The guards looked around for several times, but could not find anyone suspicious.

Xiao Xingchen's face was dark: "this little Lord count three times, please come out automatically, otherwise, I don't mind to arrest all the people around here for interrogation in the underground palace, one..."

When the cold voice came into the ears, the people's bodies trembled, and their eyes flashed with intense anxiety, faintness, and a little disdain: the underground palace is terrible, so you can't come out again when you go in

"Two!" Xiao Xing's voice continued to ring.

Murong Xue sneered. Xiao Xingshen couldn't find a person to help the goddess of the temple. He forced the man to show up with his life of hundreds of surnames. It's really shameless.

"Three!" Xiao Xing counted out the number coldly, looked around the empty area and said coldly: "time is up, since you don't show up, the young master has to order, come on..."

"I haven't seen you for a few years. Xiao's temper is still as fierce as ever." A clear voice suddenly rang out. A young man came slowly from the corner of the room. His black eyebrows flew into his temples. His dark eyes were like obsidian. His poetic and picturesque appearance was so elegant that he could not open his eyes

Snow colored clothes with his walk, gently brushing the smooth ground, spotless.

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