A Clash of Gods

Yang Ning's Fuzhong hole turned over the river, but Mu Shenjun felt that his whole body gradually collapsed.

After all, he was superb in martial arts, but now he understood something. His pale face showed shock and lost his voice: "You ... you are Liuhe ..... Liuhe Divine Skill?" 'S voice is already weak and full of fear.

After Yang Ning fell to the cliff, Mu Shenjun was very desperate at first, but he was not willing to leave. Yang Ning would not care about his life and death, but the hard-won "Liu He Shen Gong" was not willing to be lost.

The most important thing is that, as Yang Ning had expected, Mu Shenjun did cause a great change in his body due to his practice of "Liu He Shen Gong". Although he has not yet reached the point of getting out of the way, he is not far away.

Mu Shenjun naturally knows that the ringer must be the person who solves the bell. Although the meridian of the eleven pictures in the scroll is in the palm of his hand, he thinks that the scroll is never as simple as the surface looks. If you want to return to normal, you have to find the method from the scroll.

He searched around the cliff day and night, and kept sleeping all day. Although he encountered Yang Ning after all, he was exhausted at this time, and he was even a little confused in his mind. Yang Ning was constantly introduced into his body. After the cave, Mu Shenjun didn't even think of it at first, but wanted to urge a stronger internal force to kill Yang Ning.

In this way, it is counterproductive.

If Mu Shenjun closed his hands in time before Yang Ning's meridian pathway was opened, he could easily avoid being sucked away by Yang Ning.

Although Mu Shenjun knows the exquisiteness of the Liuhe Divine Skill, in fact, like Yang Ning, he does not know where the true Profound God of the Liuhe Divine Skill lies.

If he hadn't coveted Yang Ning's set of free walking, when he slapped it on the side of Yang Ning's brain, Yang Ning had no reason to live.

The current dilemma, but all thanks to him.

His hand happened to rest on Yang Ning's shoulder, and his shoulder was one of eleven positions in Liuhe's divine practice.

If he just put it on his shoulder, it would be fine, but he tried to torture Yang Ning with his internal force in order to force him to ask questions. Without this internal force, Yang Ning could not use that internal force to get through that meridian channel, nor As for letting Mu Shenjun's internal force flow like a river burst.

At this point he understood, knowing that it was due to the Liuhe Divine Skill, but it was too late.

The left hand was stuck to Yang Ning's shoulder and could not be pulled away. At this time, Mu Shenjun wanted to raise his right hand to kill Yang Ning, but he felt that the whole body was soft and weak, and his right arm could not be lifted at all.

His internal force was sucked away by Yang Ning along the left hand, and it was no longer possible to mobilize the few remaining internal forces to the right hand.

Yang Ning naturally did not know the feeling of Mu Shenjun at this time, he only guided the internal force to Fuzhong Point to relieve the expansion of the meridians, thinking that Mu Shenjun was to kill himself with internal force, but he did not know that he was absorbing Mu Shenjun now. The internal force, the burning pain in the fire in the middle of the Fu, Yang Ning thought that this was done by Mu Shenjun.

At this time, dizzy and dizzy, thinking that this time he must die in Mu Shenjun's hands, his legs become soft, the whole person has already sat down on the ground, and Mu Shenjun also fell to the ground.

Yang Ning leaned against the big tree on the side, only felt that his body would be a little more comfortable, and Mu Shenjun's hand was still resting on his shoulder, Yang Ning thought that there was no escape, and he was even more dizzy. , Chest suffocated, actually fainted.

I didn't know how long it took. Yang Ning woke up and walked around quietly. The faint moonlight fell down. Yang Ning thought he was dead, but when he looked around, he found that he was still in the woods and turned his head to look to the side. At a glance, the color suddenly changed.

I saw Mu Shenjun lying there on his back behind him, but Mu Shenjun at this time was no longer the Mu Shenjun that Yang Ning knew.

Just looking at Mu Shenjun's arm, it turned out to be like a dead branch. Although his skin was shrivelled before, it was not like what he is now. At this time, his arm was already skinny, and there seemed to be no flesh.

That face is even more terrifying.

Just like a human leather bag on the skull, the corners of the skull are clearly visible, and the eyes have been deeply sunken, like two dark black holes, the whole body of Mu Shenjun, no matter from which angle, it is undoubtedly the same as a dry body. If it weren't for that shabby gray robe, Yang Ning wouldn't recognize this as Mu Shenjun.

In this way, it is naturally impossible to live, and already dead can not die anymore.

Yang Ning took a breath and calmed his mind. Looking back, it seemed to him that Mu Shenjun became the present corpse and seemed to have a great relationship with himself.

He was already clever. Under the crisis, he could not think too much. At this time, he calmed down and thought that Mu Shenjun called "Liuhe Divine Skill" before he fainted. He thought that Mu Shenjun would end this time. Is it Liuhe Divine Skill?

He remembered that in order to alleviate the pain, he guided that internal force to Fuzhong Point. It was for this reason that Mu Shenjun did this.

Mu Shenjun's martial arts are natural, Yang Ning thought he would die without doubt, but at this moment, seeing Mu Shenjun turned into a corpse lying on the ground, and it was himself who finally survived, but he had a feeling of dreaming, I just feel that this result is really skeptical.

Thinking of the sensation of burning in the former Zhongzhong Point, Yang Ning couldn't help but reach out and touch the point. At this time, he felt no discomfort and was slightly relieved.

Mu Shenjun's death was thorough, but Yang Ning was not excited, but instead worried.

Mu Shenjun had injured his own Qijing eight veins, and had one episode since then. According to this old ghost, if his Qijing eight veins cannot be treated in time, he will gradually wither until he dies.

Now that the old ghost is dead, he does not know how to recover from his injuries.

However, he hasn't had another episode in the past few days. Yang Ning wondered whether the last episode was just an accident under fatigue, or his injury was not as serious as Mu Shenjun said.

Yang Ning still felt a little more relaxed than the biggest threat. After a long delay in this mountain, the dart team should have taken Fluttershy far away.

But at the last minute, Yang Ning will not give up. After all, it is a matter of life's destiny. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Yang Ning must insist.

Although it was delayed for a while, Fluttershy left Huize City for about ten days. According to the road, it can only be on the way. If you walk on foot, of course, there is no hope of catching up. Finding a fast horse, but may not have no chance.

The first thing to do now is to cross the mountain first.

Yang Ning, a subject who survives in the wild, is naturally no stranger, and he easily made a simple compass, identified the direction, and is going to continue to go south, suddenly thinking of something, back to the wooden corpse of Mu Shenjun, stretched his hand on his lapel I touched it.

There was not much stuff on this old man's body. Except for a money bag containing a little broken silver, there was only one oval bronze medal with exquisite workmanship.

The bronze medal is engraved with the three characters "Jiutian Tower" on the front, while the back is engraved with a large "wood" word, and the corner has the word "Qingming".

Yang Ning remembered that the old ghost mentioned Jiutianlou, which was claimed to be under the control of the Emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty, and the master was like a cloud.

Now it seems that Mu Shenjun did not deceive himself in this matter. This bronze medal proves that this person is indeed very likely to be Mu Shenjun in Jiutianlou, and that the word "promises" may really be related to the Northern Han Dynasty Is related.

However, Yang Ning naturally has no interest in this inexplicable Jiutianlou, and feels that it is a scourge to leave this brand in his hand. He left it aside and took the money bag to leave.

Going south all the way, at noon on the third day, I finally walked out of Niutou Ridge, just down the mountain, the wind and clouds changed suddenly, and the clouds were thick, but for a moment, it rained.

Yang Ning screamed bad luck, surrounded by a vast wilderness, he would never go back to the mountain to hide the rain, and could only walk in the rain. This rain never stopped at dusk. Yang Ning was drowned in the soup. After half a day in the drizzle, he has already turned official.

The sky was getting dark, and there was drizzle, and I walked along the edge of the official road for a while. I suddenly saw a house in the drizzle in front of me, thinking that I could go to avoid the rain and speed up my pace.

Close to the house, only four or five carriages were parked in front of the house. The cart seemed to be loaded with goods, covered with rain cloth, and seven or eight horses were tied to the horse-pile on the side of the house.

There was a small flag erected at the corners of the carriages, but in the drizzle, the flag was wet and dangling, and it was not clear what was written on it.

Yang Ning's heart suddenly tightened.

He was near one of the carriages ~ www.readwn.com ~ turned his head and looked at the house, and found that it was actually a temporary liquor store beside the road. It was much larger than the humble tea shed he saw last time. There are a lot of such temporary shops with people passing by.

"Hey, that little girl called Huazi, get away!" Yang Ning was about to reach out the flag on the car and see what was written on it. He heard a violent voice coming, "That's what you can move? If you move the dart Flag, you have to cut your hand, do you want to try it? "

Yang Ning's body shook slightly. He had some doubts. At this time, listening to what the man said, it was determined that this was indeed a dart team.

He felt a little excited in his heart, but it instantly cooled.

The dart team is certainly a dart team, but there are not many dart teams on this official road, and according to time, the dart team that took Fluttershy has at least three or four days away from here. , I'm afraid it has nothing to do with the dart team that took Fluttershy.

And it doesn't look like someone is on this dart car.

He turned his head to look over and saw a burly man standing in front of the wine shop door, carrying a cooked copper stick in his hand, and looked at himself coldly.

Yang Ning smiled deliberately, approaching the past, and under the eaves of the wine shop, he asked the man, "Uncle, are you a dart team?"

The big man looked at Yang Ning with some alertness, snorted, and did not speak. He turned and entered the wine shop. Yang Ning discussed it with no interest, and followed him into the wine shop.

As soon as he entered the wine shop, Yang Ning felt a little wrong. He felt that he had several eyes cast on himself. Yang Ning bent over deliberately and swept around with a smile, only to see all five or six tables in the house. When the person is gone, the black is crushed, and the two tables near the gate both look at themselves.

The sky was dim, and there was no light in the house, so I couldn't see what was going on for a while.