Chapter 33

Under Xiao Sheng's control, the puppets of the great sun sage turned their palms and flew like mirages.

If the sunset, the last remaining light, into thousands of scenes, sad and unpredictable.

Thousands of magic palms in the sunset.

The great sun emperor's way of martial arts is directly handed down, and the seven dharmas of the great sun are tied with the palm of the God of the middle heaven.

It's a martial art that is rarely known for its changes in moves.

Xiao Sheng has been immersed in this martial art for many years, and he has got the true meaning of the spirit.

It is that many of his peers are better than his elders in their accomplishments and understanding of the martial arts.

Inspired by Xiao Shenggang's Qi, the puppet looks like a living martial artist, who can vividly deduce the varied rules.

"This is still the case for puppet manipulation. What would it be like if Xiao Sheng sent him?"

A group of Guangcheng mountain disciples who watched the battle felt bitter in their mouths and began to sweat in their palms.

Yan Zhaoge did not look at the puppet of the great sun sage, but at the palm of Xiao Sheng's puppet.

In the face of the fierce enemy, Mr. Dong's puppet has no two words, just a knife!

In people's eyes, the original rigid puppet seems to be transformed into a rectification dragon, rising from the sky, breaking the illusion created by the sunset.

It's like a real dragon shaking its armor and crossing the world.

A lot of illusions are all broken, like a dream.

Although the wooden weapon in Mr. Dong's hand is a sword, Yan Zhaoge replaced the sword with a sword, which is not limited to the shape. The sword skill of green dragon in sleeves is still excellent to the peak, and it can dissolve Xiao Sheng's thousands of illusory palms in the sunset.

The disciples of Guangcheng mountain immediately cheered.

Xiao Sheng's mouth was full of cruel smile.

"Do you think I am Chao Yuanlong's stupid ox that only has some brute force?"

As he said, the changes of Xiao Sheng's puppet manipulation are more complicated, and all kinds of subtle changes of the thousands of magic palms in the setting light are unfolded.

Inspired by vigorous Qi, the puppet of the great sun sage rolls up a light streamer, as if the setting sun is still shining, covering Mr. Dong again.

This time, in addition to the bleak, unpredictable and ever-changing mirage, there was more sense of despair.

Sunset back to the mountain, the earth is about to enter the dark night, the sky is only the last wisp of sunset.

It is futile for the world to retain and refuse.

What should come, will come after all!

At this moment, Xiao Sheng vividly interprets the true meaning of the deep level martial arts of the thousands of illusory palms in the setting sun.

The setting sun, like a cage of despair, covered Mr. Dong's puppet.

Yan Zhaoge's sleeve is full of green dragon swords, which are like a dragon flying in the sky.

But at this time, we can only stare at the sun setting, which can't save the change of the natural sky.

The green light of the sword was dim at the moment, and the sun was dim. In front of the audience, only the darkness suddenly appeared, devouring the two puppets together.

Xiao Sheng said with a smile, "what should fall will fall eventually."

"Memory is only in vain!"

With a shock of vigorous Qi, the two palms of the sun sage puppet have already hit the chest and abdomen of Mr. Dong's puppet!

"Ha ha..." Yan Zhaoge looked at this scene, cold light suddenly burst out in his eyes.

At the same time, Mr. Dong's puppet body suddenly turned and his wrist shook!

When the blade of the wooden knife shrinks, the body of the puppet becomes a mass.

Originally sharp, all of a sudden return to nothing unusual.

It's like drawing the sword into its sheath, and it's like a real dragon flying above nine days, drilling into the clouds.

Green dragon in sleeve, cloud dragon hiding sword style!

The smile on Xiao Sheng's face stopped, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

Not at ease, not happy, as in the back!

Yan Zhaoge manipulates Mr. Dong's sword hiding style. At this moment, Xiao Sheng only feels that the other party disappears from his front.

Mingming is still there, but his ambition in the palm, but failed!

"Trick, trick!" Xiao Sheng shouted angrily, and his bold voice was even sharp.

He manipulates the puppet of the great sun sage, and also forcibly holds his hand, condenses but does not send, and carefully senses the existence of his opponent.

Just caught the faint trace of meaning, Mr. Dong's body has already expanded!

Like a cloud pierced by thunder, the sharp blade erupts, aiming directly at the saint of Japan.

It's like a dragon drilling into a cloud and suddenly popping its head!

Just like the return pistol in the martial arts of the secular battle formation, the plan of dragging a knife and killing the enemy was unprepared.

Xiao Sheng grins grimly, and his steady and unfulfilled movements burst out, just in time to meet the attack of Yan Zhaoge.

"I got you this time!"

Still thinking, but surprised to see the opposite Yan Zhaoge, the original momentum of the sword again suddenly a close, disappeared without a trace!

Another move to hide sword!

Cloud dragon hiding sword style, virtual and real, dynamic and static, like the Dragon hiding head, hidden in the cloud, no trace, no sign!

Xiao Sheng's thousands of illusory palms are completely lost!

And the next moment, the bright blue sword, sweeping the sky, tearing the night, let the light return to the earth!

"When the sun goes down, it will rise as usual. The floating clouds will cover the eyes for a while, and eventually the clouds will disappear and the sky will be seen again."

Yan Zhao said with a smile, replacing the sword with a knife. The blade of Mr. Dong pointed to the chest of the great sun sage!

Xiao Sheng's pupil shrank, but it was too late to manipulate the puppet of the sun sage to avoid.

The invisible air flow with metallic luster of Taoism flows on the puppets of the great sun saints.

Vigorous Qi defense has been upgraded to the extreme.

But on the edge of Mr. Dong's blade, sharp and green, there is also a metallic luster.

At this moment, the wooden knife seems to turn into a real refined steel sword, breaking the opponent's vigorous Qi defense and piercing the chest of the great sun Saint puppet!

"Hum!"

Xiao Sheng snorts and claps his hands. The vigorous Qi of the sun sage puppet suddenly rises!

The puppet of the great sun sage first breaks up, and the wooden knife that pierces its body also breaks up.

This power extends to Mr. Dong's puppet along with the wooden knife. The body of Mr. Dong's puppet suddenly breaks apart together!

Yan Zhaoge is not upset. He takes back his hands, backs his hands behind him, and looks at Xiao Sheng leisurely.

Xiao Sheng's eyes were fixed on Yan Zhaoge. His eyes had narrowed into a slit, and his sinister eyes twinkled in it.

He had a big beard on his face, and with his heavy gasp, he kept shaking.

Although not like Chao Yuanlong, he lost all his face and his underwear, Xiao Sheng was also angry at the moment, and his face was burning.

He chose the contest method, but at last he broke the rules first, which was like slapping himself in the face.

He had already lost before the seemingly doomed draw.

Yan Zhaoge glances sideways at Xiao Sheng and shrugs his shoulders: "in fact, I agree with you that people really shouldn't live in the past."

"Based on the present and the future is the right reason."

How could Xiao Sheng not hear what he said?

Xiao Sheng stared at Yan Zhaoge and nodded: "Yan Zhaoge, you are very good."

"I admit I used to look down on you, but it doesn't matter, let's, come, day, square, long!"

Say, Xiao Sheng no more words, turn around and go.

Yan Zhaoge chuckled, "the more time goes on, the less you think about it."