"Beiping? Are you... Yin-Yang Sage? No, no, no! Yin-Yang Sage is you and Ren?"

"It's my ancestor!" Wushuang pulled out the sharp Tibetan knife from among the students.

"Humph... I understand, little monk. It turns out that you are the unparalleled master of the Northern Meridian Touching Gold Sect. There is really a way to heaven. If you don't go through it, there is no door to hell. You have to break in. Although the poor monk has cut off all grievances and grievances with the world.

, but you are his disciple and grandson, so I can’t keep you anymore! I’m afraid you won’t be able to get in or out today!” Li Qingyun tapped his feet on the ground and jumped back a few meters. His body shook, and the shining golden cassock

fell to the ground.

He finally showed his hidden murderous intent. He was Li Qingyun. He once touched the big cabinet of the Jin Sect in Nanmai. His cassock fell to the ground. He revealed his strong muscles and the realistic coiled dragon tattoo. The tattoo was four

The golden dragon with claws is a typical feature of the Ming Dynasty. In the Qing Dynasty, the dragon was changed to five claws.

Fortunately, Wang Laodao had just fought with him. If he was serious, even this Wudang layman might not be his opponent. Li Qingyun had forgotten the grudges for nearly a century, but the arrival of Wushuang today inspired him to seek revenge.

If he hadn't been the Yin-Yang Saint, he might still be the all-powerful leader of the Southern Meridian.

"Succumb to your fate, boy!" He shouted loudly, turned his head down over Wushuang, opened his palms and pressed down. From an altitude of more than ten meters, a powerful force roared towards him, even the bricks on the ground

The tiles were squeezed by the powerful force and shattered.

Wushuang's hair was very messy by the hurricane, but he was not messy at all. Just when Li Qingyun's palm was about to approach his Tianling Cap, he suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth and let out a roar from his throat.

We have always heard of the unique skill of lion roar in martial arts novels. It is difficult to describe the power of this skill in words. But at this time, the huge roar from Wushuang's throat is like restoring the unique martial arts in martial arts novels. This

The sound was so angry that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. The earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. The whole top of the snow peak of Yuntai Mountain was shaking. The rubble above the temple was crackling and falling down. This powerful energy broke through the temple gate. If it weren't for Wang Laodao

He used his internal strength to stabilize his figure, fearing that his weight of one hundred kilograms would be thrown down the mountain.

Mei Xi covered her ears tightly. Even so, her eardrums were buzzing from the shock. The face of the Buddha who was kneeling in front of her was damaged by the sound waves, and cracks appeared bit by bit, and finally his face was disfigured.

Li Qingyun originally aimed at Wushuang Tianling Gai in mid-air, but it was difficult for him to concentrate on the huge sound wave power. He just turned sideways and landed on the other side. The roar was so powerful that it pushed him away several times.

Mi Yuan, if he hadn't been highly cultivated, he might have made a fool of himself.

"You... Wushuang! What kind of kung fu are you practicing?"

"Kung Fu? I don't know. I've never practiced Kung Fu, but as long as it can kill you, it's good Kung Fu!" Wushuang didn't give Li Qingyun a chance to react, and rushed forward again with a single lunge.

The sharp Xiaozang knife in his hand went straight to Li Qingyun's heart. Li Qingyun panicked and quickly blocked it with his other hand. He clasped Wushuang's wrist and tried to regain his strength by using softness to overcome strength. Unexpectedly, his wrist had just touched.

On Wushuang's arm, he suddenly felt an extremely cold breath coming from Wushuang's body. The energy was so cold that as soon as he touched it, his whole internal organs were instantly chilled.

He wanted to withdraw his palm, but it was too late. The yin energy flowed into the blood vessels little by little along his palm, and then poured into his heart along the blood vessels. In the blink of an eye, his face and body were covered with layers of white frost.

.

This guy can survive in the world for more than hundreds of years, and has already surpassed the three realms and six realms of reincarnation. His life situation is also abnormal. After the unparalleled mysterious cold air was forced into his body, it was bounced back by a strange force. This

The power is unparalleled and seems familiar.

Li Qingyun took advantage of the rebound of this force and quickly withdrew his body. The frost on his face and body quickly melted away again, and his face was once again full of red.

"Li Qingyun, you scolded us Manchus from head to toe, but in the end you actually used Nurhaci's curse to survive. Don't you think this is a great insult to your life?" Wushuang put the Tibetan knife back.

, his opponent, like himself, has the mutated virus cursed by Nurhaci in his body, and ordinary weapons cannot do anything to him.

"So what? I just used your Manchu secret skills to deal with you Manchus. What can you do to me? Forget about you, what about the Yin Yang Sage back then? Isn't he defeated by my men? He and you are both

You can't kill me! Haha..." Li Qingyun laughed arrogantly.

"You think too highly of yourself. My master may not be able to kill you! But it doesn't mean that I, Wushuang, can't kill you today. In fact, you are just like me. You have always been a living corpse before, but the difference is that I

Wushuang is free now, I have transcended the shackles of the virus, I can freely use my mysterious power, but you can't! Because you are not a Manchu! Look at your body!"

Li Qingyun didn't feel anything strange about him at first, but after Wu Shuang reminded him, he looked down and saw that his feet had begun to thaw, and they were being frozen faster and faster. It was not just a thin layer of ice or frost.

Sticking to his legs, the coldness came from the flesh, blood and bones inside him. His legs now seemed to be filled with lead, completely out of his control, turning into two hard lumps of ice.

"This... how is this possible? Ah!!!!" He yelled, trying to adjust his breath and Qi to once again prompt the virus in his body to quickly repair his damaged body cells, but no matter how he adjusted his breath, his lower body was now even connected to the blood.

None of them flow down.

"It's useless. Stop trying. It's a waste of effort. Let me tell you, God is wise. By chance, I swallowed the Snow Dragon for a thousand years. This ice breath is the new talent given to me by the Snow Dragon, and it is also my gift.

The new power of the body. The ice energy of the Snow Dragon is the best way to restrain Nurhaci’s curse!"

"You devil! Devil! I am the Living Buddha of Yuntai Mountain! Do you dare to kill me? The religious community will not let you go!" Li Qingyun showed his ferocious evil monk face and kept cursing.

"What? What did you say? Who won't let me go? No, no, no, Li Qingyun, you misunderstood. There is no religion or religion between us, and I will not kill you! You will die of old age, the law of nature,

No one can escape death! Your yang life is over, do you understand?" Wushuang walked towards Li Qingyun step by step. He is a devil, he is the real incarnation of the devil, he has all the power of the devil. "Beiping? You are... yin and yang

Saint? No, no, no! Yin Yang Saint is you and Ren?"

"It's my ancestor!" Wushuang pulled out the sharp Tibetan knife from among the students.

"Humph... I understand, little monk. It turns out that you are the unparalleled master of the Northern Meridian Touching Gold Sect. There is really a way to heaven. If you don't go through it, there is no door to hell. You have to break in. Although the poor monk has cut off all grievances and grievances with the world.

, but you are his disciple and grandson, so I can’t keep you anymore! I’m afraid you won’t be able to get in or out today!” Li Qingyun tapped his feet on the ground and jumped back a few meters. His body shook, and the shining golden cassock

fell to the ground.

He finally showed his hidden murderous intent. He was Li Qingyun. He once touched the big cabinet of the Jin Sect in Nanmai. His cassock fell to the ground. He revealed his strong muscles and the realistic coiled dragon tattoo. The tattoo was four

The golden dragon with claws is a typical feature of the Ming Dynasty. In the Qing Dynasty, the dragon was changed to five claws.

Fortunately, Wang Laodao had just fought with him. If he was serious, even this Wudang layman might not be his opponent. Li Qingyun had forgotten the grudges for nearly a century, but the arrival of Wushuang today inspired him to seek revenge.

If he hadn't been the Yin-Yang Saint, he might still be the all-powerful leader of the Southern Meridian.

"Succumb to your fate, boy!" He shouted loudly, turned his head down over Wushuang, opened his palms and pressed down. From an altitude of more than ten meters, a powerful force roared towards him, even the bricks on the ground

The tiles were squeezed by the powerful force and shattered.

Wushuang's hair was very messy by the hurricane, but he was not messy at all. Just when Li Qingyun's palm was about to approach his Tianling Cap, he suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth and let out a roar from his throat.

We have always heard of the unique skill of lion roar in martial arts novels. It is difficult to describe the power of this skill in words. But at this time, the huge roar from Wushuang's throat is like restoring the unique martial arts in martial arts novels. This

The sound was so angry that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. The earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. The whole top of the snow peak of Yuntai Mountain was shaking. The rubble above the temple was crackling and falling down. This powerful energy broke through the temple gate. If it weren't for Wang Laodao

He used his internal strength to stabilize his figure, fearing that his weight of one hundred kilograms would be thrown down the mountain.

Mei Xi covered her ears tightly. Even so, her eardrums were buzzing from the shock. The face of the Buddha who was kneeling in front of her was damaged by the sound waves, and cracks appeared bit by bit, and finally his face was disfigured.

Li Qingyun originally aimed at Wushuang Tianling Gai in mid-air, but it was difficult for him to concentrate on the huge sound wave power. He just turned sideways and landed on the other side. The roar was so powerful that it pushed him away several times.

Mi Yuan, if he hadn't been highly cultivated, he might have made a fool of himself.

"You... Wushuang! What kind of kung fu are you practicing?"

"Kung Fu? I don't know. I've never practiced Kung Fu, but as long as it can kill you, it's good Kung Fu!" Wushuang didn't give Li Qingyun a chance to react, and rushed forward again with a single lunge.

The sharp Xiaozang knife in his hand went straight to Li Qingyun's heart. Li Qingyun panicked and quickly blocked it with his other hand. He clasped Wushuang's wrist and tried to regain his strength by using softness to overcome strength. Unexpectedly, his wrist had just touched.

On Wushuang's arm, he suddenly felt an extremely cold breath coming from Wushuang's body. The energy was so cold that as soon as he touched it, his whole internal organs were instantly chilled.

He wanted to withdraw his palm, but it was too late. The yin energy flowed into the blood vessels little by little along his palm, and then poured into his heart along the blood vessels. In the blink of an eye, his face and body were covered with layers of white frost.

.

This guy can survive in the world for more than hundreds of years, and has already surpassed the three realms and six realms of reincarnation. His life situation is also abnormal. After the unparalleled mysterious cold air was forced into his body, it was bounced back by a strange force. This

The power is unparalleled and seems familiar.

Li Qingyun took advantage of the rebound of this force and quickly withdrew his body. The frost on his face and body quickly melted away again, and his face was once again full of red.

"Li Qingyun, you scolded us Manchus from head to toe, but in the end you actually used Nurhaci's curse to survive. Don't you think this is a great insult to your life?" Wushuang put the Tibetan knife back.

, his opponent, like himself, has the mutated virus cursed by Nurhaci in his body, and ordinary weapons cannot do anything to him.

"So what? I just used your Manchu secret skills to deal with you Manchus. What can you do to me? Forget about you, what about the Yin Yang Sage back then? Isn't he defeated by my men? He and you are both

You can't kill me! Haha..." Li Qingyun laughed arrogantly.

"You think too highly of yourself. My master may not be able to kill you! But it doesn't mean that I, Wushuang, can't kill you today. In fact, you are just like me. You have always been a living corpse before, but the difference is that I

Wushuang is free now, I have transcended the shackles of the virus, I can freely use my mysterious power, but you can't! Because you are not a Manchu! Look at your body!"

Li Qingyun didn't feel anything strange about him at first, but after Wu Shuang reminded him, he looked down and saw that his feet had begun to thaw, and they were being frozen faster and faster. It was not just a thin layer of ice or frost.

Sticking to his legs, the coldness came from the flesh, blood and bones inside him. His legs now seemed to be filled with lead, completely out of his control, turning into two hard lumps of ice.

"This... how is this possible? Ah!!!!" He yelled, trying to adjust his breath and Qi to once again prompt the virus in his body to quickly repair his damaged body cells, but no matter how he adjusted his breath, his lower body was now even connected to the blood.

None of them flow down.

"It's useless. Stop trying. It's a waste of effort. Let me tell you, God is wise. By chance, I swallowed the Snow Dragon for a thousand years. This ice breath is the new talent given to me by the Snow Dragon, and it is also my gift.

The new power of the body. The ice energy of the Snow Dragon is the best way to restrain Nurhaci’s curse!"

"You devil! Devil! I am the Living Buddha of Yuntai Mountain! Do you dare to kill me? The religious community will not let you go!" Li Qingyun showed his ferocious evil monk face and kept cursing.

"What? What did you say? Who won't let me go? No, no, no, Li Qingyun, you misunderstood. There is no religion or religion between us, and I will not kill you! You will die of old age, the law of nature,
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