"Can you cure the poison of cold heart?"

Liang Ying was surprised and happy. She came forward recklessly and eagerly looked at Shen Zhenyi. The moon god is called her master. In fact, she is no different from her biological father. She was raised by the moon god. How can she watch him die?

No matter what Shen Zhenyi says is true or false, she always has to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"Cool cherry!"

The moon god scolded.

He looked up with a sad face and said with a bitter smile, "don't be rude. How can anyone solve the poison of cold heart? Third childe Shen is just a pastime for me."

At that moment, he was really shocked and moved by it.

But when I think about it, I still can't believe it.

Even if the sword technique of abandoning sword mountain villa has a unique secret and can be enlightened by their moon shadow Qi of Qinghui sect, they may not have any ability in treatment.

The cold heart is absolutely poisonous in the world. Even King Luo is helpless. The reason why the moon god obeys is to plan for the future of his sect after his death.

"But..."

Liang Ying frowned and wanted to say something, but she was interrupted by the moon god.

He didn't want to give himself any more hope, so he shouted: "third childe Shen, today's war is inevitable. Please use the sword. Qinghui Zong accepts your feelings and I'll let you do three moves."

Streamer flying sleeves, flickering faintly.

The moon god's mind is like iron and is no longer moved by words, which shows a master's atmosphere.

All the people of Qinghui sect looked pale. Most of them just knew that the perennial injury of the moon god was the poison of cold heart without medicine, which meant that the sect leader could not live long. This impact was difficult for them to accept.

"Suzerain... Suzerain is like this. Do you want to fight?"

"Even if we can win today, what's the significance? Where will our Qinghui sect go?"

"Now that I have received the order from Lord Luo, I will snipe the abandoned sword villa today anyway. In the future, I can only count on Lord Luo to take care of it. The patriarch has always been noble and has nothing to do with other sects. I think it is for this reason that I will endure humiliation and bear heavy responsibilities..."

Everyone was talking and worried about the future.

The moon god listened in his ears, and his heart was even more miserable.

He deliberately concealed the truth of his injury for the sake of this group of disciples, but now he was revealed by Shen Zhenyi and can no longer hide it.

At a loss in my heart, I can only put it behind me and ask the answer with a sword in my hand.

Shen Zhenyi was dumbfounded.

"You want me to do three things?"

He looked at the moon god carefully and sighed: "originally, you have a unique skill. You can integrate the life God into the flowing light flying sleeve and break through the shackles of predecessors. Even if you are seriously injured, you can play your usual combat power, but it can't last."

After a pause, he said with emotion, "this Kung Fu is good at the end of the declining martial arts. Unfortunately, you can't hurt me with your shining sleeves. You'd better try your best to avoid regret."

The skill of Qinghui sect is obtained by worshiping the moon. It can be transformed into its own achievement by using the power of the moon.

This involves the level of spiritual cultivation.

If the higher world can have a complete Dharma formula, can condense the yuan God and the moon into one, and enter the state that the body is the moon. Like the moon eye, it can draw endless true Qi from the upper world and integrate with the God, which is almost invincible.

Unfortunately, the inheritance of worshiping the moon here has long declined, and the world is blocked. The original shallow and useful methods have become fragmented. The moon god can realize the principle of the combination of God and Qi in the application of martial arts, which can be regarded as heaven's talent.

Shen Zhenyi is always patient with this kind of warrior who still makes progress in a difficult environment, which reminds him again.

The moon god was frightened in his heart.

When he was young, he had many adventures, strong spiritual power, and was taught by other people. Only then did he get lucky to practice this method. Except for him, everyone of Qinghui sect can't touch the threshold at all.

Originally, the talent of the moon god was not outstanding. It was also because of this yuan God Liuguang flying sleeve that he could stand out among a group of martial brothers and become the object of all-out training in the sect, so that he finally broke through the fourth weight of God's human realm and won the position of sect leader.

——This is the secret of his martial arts. Even close relatives of Qinghui sect don't know much.

This Shen Zhenyi is another word.

——Where the hell did he get the news?

Thinking that the poison of cold heart in oneself is known by the other party, the secret of this idea seems to be nothing.

The moon god smiled bitterly, "third childe Shen knows a lot. Yes, I use the Yuanshen Liuguang flying sleeve method. This method takes the word 'change' as the key. It is infinitely changeable and unpredictable. Third childe Shen, don't be careless!"

He didn't bother to say it again, so as not to be shaken. When he waved his long sleeve, the light flashed out of his sleeve. Almost in an instant, it became a sword net, including Shen Zhenyi.

To be fair, the martial arts realm of the moon god is not the worst, even in the fourth level of the realm of God and man. In particular, once his streamer flying sleeves are unfolded, they cover all sides and consume very little. It can be said to be an extremely powerful attack move.

Generally speaking, to deal with the sword technique of the moon god, it is mostly a rush attack at the beginning. To suppress the moon god, it is not easy to fully unfold the streamer flying sleeve, so there is a chance to win.

However, Shen Zhenyi was not in a hurry to attack. He glanced at the moon god's sword light. His body was like a swimming fish, shuttling back and forth in the non counting sword light.

The moon god frowned and shouted, "son Shen, I told you to do three moves. Do you still take this opportunity to do it?"

He is full of confidence in his Yuanshen Liuguang flying sleeve.

Shen Zhenyi sighed.

Martial artists in this world always believe too much in their martial arts and underestimate others.

Since the moon god said so, he didn't care about affectation. Otherwise, he couldn't fight at all. He smiled and shook his fingers. He saw a clear light shaking at his fingertips and changing three times in an instant.

"Three moves have passed."

Shen Zhenyi spoke calmly.

This is just a virtual shadow of three moves. He didn't shoot at the moon god at all. Of course, Shen Zhenyi won't casually accept others' condescending moves.

"What a proud temper."

The moon god's eyes were gloomy. "Since you are so proud, you are welcome."

This battle is inevitable, and he must win in order to obtain the protection of King Luo.

The clear light soared like moonlight, overwhelming and diffuse!

Just for a moment, the moon god urged the yuan God's streamer flying sleeve to the extreme. The sword light flying out of his sleeve was no longer like a meteor or sword gas, but surged out like a milky way, as if it were a fierce beast that ate people, trying to swallow everything in front of him!

This sword, earth shaking!