Qinghui sect worships the moon piously, and the moon god is one of the most determined people. It is no small matter how hard they practice for hundreds of years.

With great perseverance and the poison of cold heart, he cultivated the flying sleeves of the supreme yuan God, and brought a bone chilling chill to the sword.

The full moon shines like frost.

This sword is like snow in June, as if to freeze heaven and earth!

"Master!"

Liang Ying covered her mouth and wept. She didn't know before. Now she knows the cold heart poison in the moon god. She can't guess with her martial arts knowledge. This is the moon god's own martial arts and the power of cold heart poison to enhance the power of sword moves!

——This practice is appalling. With the power of the cold heart poison, the moon god's yuan God Liuguang flying sleeve can certainly multiply the power, but the erosion of the cold heart poison to the body naturally goes deeper.

——This obviously shortens your life!

When she thought of her master's decision, Liang Ying's nose was sour, and her tears couldn't help splashing down.

Shen Zhenyi smiled and exclaimed.

"Heaven is healthy, and a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement. If ordinary people are injured and poisoned, they will only feel sorry for themselves and their strength will be greatly reduced. Lord Yue has a clear mind under the erosion of cold heart poison, and can even borrow the power of strange poison in the world. This mind is more worthy of praise than your chance."

Before, the moon god could understand the method of Yuanshen's flowing light flying sleeve, which was changeable. Shen Zhenyi had a high look at him. Now it is even more amazing to see that he can go further under the honing.

However, he still ignored the overwhelming sword light.

Shen Zhenyi stood in place without moving.

The light of the sword flew around him like snow, but it just blew his hair.

The moon god's pupil contracted and said in a astringent voice, "son Shen, are you not afraid of death?"

In fact, this kind of sword technique is beyond his limit. He can release it but not accept it. Even he himself can never resist it.

Even if the opponent is also the fourth heaviest martial artist in the realm of God and man, he can only retreat in the face of such a devouring sword technique.

——The moon god made up his mind to win this game, but he didn't want to kill Shen Zhenyi, so he said a word to remind him.

"May as well."

Shen Zhenyi responded calmly. In an instant, his body had completely sunk into the shadow of the moon god's sword light, and his clothes danced like catkins in the wind.

His body was like electricity. He hurried forward and pointed out seven fingers in an instant.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

People around only saw Shen Zhenyi's body flash, they saw that the moon god's body was stiff, and several key points in the eyebrow, chest and lower abdomen showed brilliant light spots at the same time. The whole person was stagnant, and a purple smoke gushed out of his top door and turned into a pillar of smoke into the sky!

"Lord!"

The disciples and elders of Qinghui sect exclaimed. They didn't see what was going on. Seeing that their bodies intersected in an instant, the moon god was frozen and could not move. Shen Zhenyi smiled and tied his hands.

——Is it between one move and the other?

How is this possible?

The moon god sect only feels absurd in people's hearts.

On the contrary, Chu Huoluo and others at abandoned sword villa took it for granted.

On the contrary, it's a little strange that master even did it!

"The skill of the moon god is really great! I thought master would solve the battle with another stare."

"After all, people are the fourth most important place in the realm of God and man! Master must be a little more serious when entering the middle level of the realm of God and man."

Chu Huoluo whispers with Princess long, but Shen Zhenyi has stepped back and quietly returned to his original position.

——Only the God of the moon was standing in the field.

Both Guo Fuzi and Zou Yuelong were stunned.

Is this over?

Impossible?

Even if the moon god is hurt, it won't be defeated in one face to face.

What happened at that moment?

Guo Fuzi's eyes were suspicious and turned to Zou Yuelong - after all, their cultivation was similar. Didn't they see how Shen Zhenyi defeated the enemy.

Zou Yuelong is careless.

He was still playing with his grass grasshopper. He thought and understood that Shen Zhenyi could give him such a clever sword technique. The realm was naturally above his Zou Yuelong, which was naturally above the moon god.

If Shen Zhenyi wants to win, what's so surprising?

If you can't see clearly, you can't see clearly. Anyway, Zou Yuelong, the martial arts in the grass grasshopper, can't see clearly. What's strange.

——However, it seems that it is time to announce the victory or defeat?

Zou Yuelong raised his head and looked at the dull moon god. He was about to ask, but he saw that the moon god's face was excited, turned positive, and bowed to Shen Zhenyi.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen. Mr. Shen has unparalleled benevolence and righteousness and invincible sword skills. I'm willing to bow down to the downwind. I'm grateful!"

What?

Guo Fuzi opened his mouth wide. He had no usual elegant demeanor and was stunned. He didn't know what had happened.

You said Shen Zhenyi defeated the moon god in one move. There's always an accident, isn't there?

But the moon god lost and "shed tears of gratitude". What the hell is this?

"Master! Are you okay?"

Liang Ying threw herself into the moon god's arms and stroked his arm with worry. She was afraid that he would be seriously injured in the confrontation just now - their teachers and disciples were deeply in love. Liang Ying didn't care about the moon god's defeat. Qinghui sect was devastated. She just wanted to know if he was hurt.

"Silly boy."

The moon god smiled solemnly, patted Liang Ying on the back and signaled her to release. Then he opened his mouth and explained, "master is not only fine, but also very good."

He paused and turned his eyes to Shen Zhenyi. His face was full of gratitude, but there was an unspeakable taste.

"Just now, third childe Shen used the supreme living man sword technique to point out the important acupoints around me, let me connect all my meridians, and use the mysterious method to force the cold poison out of my body!"

"What?"

This time, the sound of exclamation was even louder.

——How is this possible?

No one can solve the poison of cold heart, which has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Even if Shen Zhenyi has a way to solve it, how can they force each other's poison out without the cooperation of the moon god at the moment when they fight?

What a magical means is this?

He can force to save you, which means that Shen Zhenyi can kill the moon god countless times in that moment!

Even Zou Yuelong, who always thought Shen Zhenyi was great, was stupid.

"How strong is this boy... In the end?"

He laughed in his heart and thought that this time, King Luo was afraid to kick the iron plate. After Shen Zhenyi walked into the inner city with abandoned sword mountain villa, he was afraid that King Luo, who once dominated the wind and cloud, would sleep restlessly.

"Well, since qinghuizong has lost two games in a row, this big match is that Zijian mountain villa has won."

Zou Yuelong came forward and the thief announced the result happily.

"Thank you Qinghui sect for going out to fight. You can go back."