Chapter 264, flying white hair three thousand feet, and the strokes are as close as the eyebrows and one finger.

Gabriel held the Blade of Order in his right hand. If he only looked at her right half, there was no change. He was wearing a sky blue long skirt that reflected the glory of the heavens, which was so noble and holy.

But her left half of her body became naked, her skin was delicate and white without flaws, her straight legs were impeccable, her chest was full and straight, and the little bud at the tip was like a night cherry berry that had just wiped away the dew in the morning breeze.

This half of the body is full of the softness and sexyness of a female body, so original and real.

Outside her left body, there was no glory of heaven, but an unknown dark void, which seemed to swallow all the sacred breath, leaving only Gabriel's white body, which was particularly conspicuous.

Such an expert in fighting in the fairy world, Qingfeng certainly would not strip half of Gabriel's clothes. The tip of this golden spear could draw a boundary between light and darkness, strip away all the "divine nature" given to Gabriel by the status of heaven, and show her original and real side.

Regardless of his cultivation and magic power, Qingfeng's blow has brought the magical use of the Key of Destiny to the extreme. Even if Mei Danzo personally used it, it would be so clever.

"Good figure, good means!" Mei Zhenyi praised in her heart, and the first half of the sentence praised Gabriel and the second half of the sentence praised Qingfeng.

"Occursed!" Qingfeng said in the air.

Gabriel had an anger on his face, and a film-like light rose behind him, like a wing and a halo that reflected his body, extending thousands of feet to almost cover the background of the entire heaven. Mei Zhenyi had an illusion that he almost thought he had seen a Bodhisattva shining with Buddha light. The white halo pierced the darkness, Gabriel turned his body in place and returned to "normal".

She shouted softly, and the battle axe in her hand turned into a ball of silver light, and she threw her hands at the Qingfeng in the air. The Qingfeng shook out a spear flower with a spear. Her figure was covered by this ball of silver light, and then she shouted loudly, and the silver light in the air suddenly exploded.

Mei Zhenyi's spiritual consciousness flashed and suddenly she could hardly see anything. She saw silver silk waving in the sky, like the breeze's feathered clothes rolling open. When she gathered her mind, she saw that it was not the huge sleeves of the feathered clothes turned into. Instead, the hair of the breeze was clear.

In ancient times, boys also had whips. The fairy boy's hair was black and thick, naturally as if it was fluttering with the wind, with invisible fairy aura. However, at this moment, all turned white, like silver and snow, rolling around the sky, and thousands of silver snakes dancing wildly in the air, so that he could not see his figure clearly.

Gabriel's Blade of Order turned into silver light and flew out to Qingfeng, with a blow of white hair three thousand feet. The scene was indescribable.

The next moment, the breeze waved his sleeves, and all the silver threads on the feathered clothes were rolled out, as if they were an extended and changed sleeve, which turned around his body. The silver light and white hair in the sky were immediately dazzling and then annihilated.

The strong contrast between light and darkness made Mei Zhenyi feel in a daze in front of her. Then she found that Qingfeng had fallen to the ground and stood on the dividing line between heaven and purgatory. Gabriel stood face to face with him, and everything had returned to peace, just like the two of them had not taken any action just now. However, the blade of order in Gabriel's hand disappeared, and Qingfeng's hand was not sure where to go.

In the second round, there was no winner, and Qingfeng obviously had the upper hand. This round, not only did the transformation of the spiritual platform, but also used magic power to touch each other's original deity's Dharma body.

Qingfeng's expression was a little confused, and she frowned slightly as if she was thinking about something. In such a fierce fighting occasion, this fairy child seemed to be distracted!

Gabriel seemed to pursed his lips and glared at Qingfeng. Qingfeng came back to his senses from the thoughts and smiled at Gabriel apologetically. Gabriel glared at him again. Why did he say "seem"? Because Mei Zhenyi suddenly wondered if he had read it wrong-in fact, the expressions of these two people did not change at all.

Neither of the two of them took the lead, just standing face to face, as if they were accumulating strength to wait for the final blow. Although the Key of Destiny and the Blade of Order disappeared, Mei Zhenyi noticed a golden finger stretched out from Qingfeng's right sleeve. Gabriel's right fist clenched tightly in front of his chest. A layer of silver halo was covered with his fist.

Look at Michael, Uriel, Raphael, Guan Zizai, Zhongli Quan and others' expressions are very serious. Qingfeng and Gabriel are just confronting each other in the fairy world. I don't know how long it has passed.

Half a year has passed in the world. Mei Yi returned to Wuzhou from Guanzhong, found some things in private and explained to him, and then went to Qingyi Sanshan to practice.

Summer is here and the weather is very hot. I studied in a private school in the morning. In the afternoon, Mei Yingxing and Aban sneaked out of Jingwu Mountain Villa and went to Jushui River to play with fish for a while. They picked two large lotus leaves and put them on their heads as straw hats before returning home with the sun.

In the prosperous Kaiyuan period, all industries were prosperous, and the suburbs of Wuzhou City were also very prosperous, especially along the Jushui River, where there were many wharves and shops. Ying Xing and Aban did not go directly to Jingwu Villa, but instead wandered around the river.

On the side of the road, I saw a group of children surrounded by a large tree. I wonder what they were looking at? The two of them also looked over and looked at it. It turned out that there was a ragged beggar standing under the tree, with his eyes closed and his eyelashes trembling slightly, and a shiny purple crutch was on the ground.

During the Kaiyuan period, there were no wars and famines in the world. Most ordinary people lived a stable life, and beggars were rare in Wuzhou. A Ban frowned and said, "This person is not dead yet. He seems to have heatstroke. He looks like he has been hungry for several days."

Ying Xing touched his pocket and found that he had not brought any money, so he asked, "Aban, do you have any copper on your body?"

Aban also touched his puppet and said, "It's enough to buy five sesame cakes."

Yingxing: "Then go buy five sesame cakes. It's always a good thing to save a life. You can't watch him die here."

Aban ran out and bought five sesame cakes in a short while. Mei Yingxing frowned and said, "This sesame cake is too dry. How can I swallow it in hot weather? I'll find a bowl of water again."

He turned around and ran into a teahouse with very elegant decoration not far away. The shop was run by the Liu family. Although the guy didn't know Mei Zhenyi, he had seen this young master living in Jingwu Villa. How could he give him only a bowl of boiled water? Mei Yingxing brought out a large bowl of iced sour plum soup.

They walked to the tree, and A Ban helped the beggar up and sat upright against the tree. Mei Yingxing handed the sour plum soup to the man's lips, stretched out his other hand and stroked a certain acupoint behind him. This is the method of a doctor taking decoction. Mei Zhenyi taught him and the kid remembered it.

The beggar felt a cold and sweet smell in his drowsy mood. He subconsciously opened his mouth and drank it. Gudong Gudong drank a large bowl of iced sour plum soup, burped, opened his eyes and said, "It's so comfortable, thank you! Did you save me?"

Aban put all five sesame cakes in his arms and said, "If you are hungry, just eat them."

The beggar sighed and said, "Good boy. I am so grateful to you. I haven't eaten for several days."

Ying Xing asked a little strangely: "The villagers in Wuzhou are all very kind, why can't you get food?"

"Oh, I'm so ugly. Before I arrived in front of the door, I scared people and felt disgusted." The beggar reached out and lifted up his fluffy hair on his forehead, revealing his entire face. The children who watched the fun not far away screamed and ran away. He saw his tendrils, his black-faced and bull-eyed eyes, and his appearance was extremely ferocious.

"You two are very brave, why aren't you afraid?" asked the beggar and Aban and Yingxing, who were still standing in front of him.

Mei Yingxing shook his head and said, "I have seen many people with strange shapes since I was a child, so I'm not afraid."

Aban even smiled: "I looked quite weird before."

The beggar did not ask any more questions, pointed to the crutch on the ground and said, "Thank you for saving my life. Do good things to the end, can you help me take the crutch over? I am a cripple."

Mei Yingxing bent down and reached for the crutch. His body tilted, almost sat down. The crutch was extremely heavy. One hand didn't lift it. He stretched out his hands and lifted it hard. He even used the strength to feed his breasts. He just barely moved one end away from the ground, but he still couldn't pick up the whole crutch.

Aban was also surprised and reached out to help Mei Yingxing. He was a auspicious beast who practiced and had too much strength than ordinary people. However, he could not grab the crutch off the ground. After a long time of hard work, he supported one of the crutches with four hands, held it on the ground and stood it up, panting and said to the beggar: "Uncle, come here to support it yourself. We can only help it up. The stick is too heavy!"

The beggar laughed, stood up and reached out to take the crutch and said, "Good boy, there will be a date later!" Then he lifted his cane and left. The heavy crutch was as light as nothing in his hand.

"Junior Brother Yingxing. What kind of sour plum soup are you drinking for this cripple? Didn't you add medicine?" Aban looked at the beggar's back and disappeared at the end of the road. He asked in amazement.

Mei Yingxing's eyes widened with a round look: "There is no strangeness in the sour plum soup. The crutch is strange, and this person is strange. When I see him again next time, I must explore the depths of his ground." When I met a bizarre beggar next to the road, this bizarre thing happened, Mei Yingxing also knew that this person was not simple, and suddenly aroused his curiosity.

A few days later, they met again. In the afternoon of that day, Mei Yingxing and Aban slipped out of Jingwu Mountain Villa again and were about to run back to Qingyi Sanshan to play. When they walked to a place outside the city, Aban suddenly pointed ahead: "Look, that beggar in heaven and earth!"

On the trail ahead, there was a ragged man walking with a long dark purple stick, leaning forward. Yingxing quickly followed him, wanting to follow him to see where the beggar was going? However, no matter how fast he walked, the beggar's figure was still so far away, and he was just seven or eight feet away from him, limping and walking.

As soon as Aban saw this stance, he knew that the man used the extremely wise magical method. Seeing that no one was around, he changed his original body and corresponding practice: "Come up, I will carry you to chase you."

Mei Yingxing rode the Banjieli, and Aban's four hooves were faster than the wind. The general practitioner's magical method could not exceed him. He chased him all the way to Baimang Mountain. By the edge of a pool under a cliff in the mountain, the beggar suddenly stopped. Aban ran too fast and was about to hit him. After all, he was an immortal mount, and he could stop as soon as he said he could stop and stood still in an instant.

Mei Yingxing is not an immortal. Asan is standing still. He flew out of Banjie's back and was about to fall into the pool. The beggar heard the wind behind him, and suddenly turned around to stop Mei Yingxing's move. Mei Yingxing hit the beggar's arms, as if he hit a wall wrapped in cotton. He was bounced back and fell to the ground and fell to the ground, causing his shoulder to hurt.

With a clang, the beggar was knocked down by him, and sat on the ground with his butt, and the crutches in his hand rolled down the hillside far away.

"Why are you two children again? Why did you run up the mountain to hit me a cripple?" asked the beggar sitting on the ground.

Aban had already turned into a human form and walked up to help Mei Yingxing up. He said embarrassedly: "I held my feet so suddenly, and I threw you out. Mei Zhenren stood on my back before, and this has never happened to me."

Mei Yingxing did not care about the pain, rubbed her shoulders and said, "Senior, I have been wondering why your stick is so heavy? What kind of magic did you impart that day?"

The beggar laughed: "Even if I don't cast spells, you can't handle it. If you don't believe it, don't ask your senior brother to help me, go and try it yourself."

Mei Yingxing blinked: "I have seen many experts in the practice of the earth, but I have never seen you who are not good at begging on the street. What's your name?"

Beggar: "I want to know my name, pick up my crutches."

Mei Yingxing ran down the hill to pick up crutches, but she still couldn't pick them up. She could only hold up one end with her strength, and the other end was still on the ground. At this time, she heard the beggar say in her ear: "Boy, you are still capable at a young age. Unfortunately, some things can't be understood after learning them, and they can be used after using them. I see the posture of your stick, and you should have practiced the method of internal strength. Unfortunately, the foundation is too unsolid. If you practice honestly and don't taste it, you should have picked it up long ago."

Mei Yingxing threw the crutch on the ground and said unconvincedly: "I'm still young."

Beggar: "You are already good at this age, but you have not used your skills. It would be fine if you haven't learned it or can't learn it, but you can't concentrate on doing your best. What a pity... Forget it, you don't have to pick it up. Last time I sent me sour plum soup to relieve the heat. Today I won't care if you hit me, go home quickly."

Mei Yingxing: "Don't wait, wait. I'll help you carry your crutches next time I'll tell me your name."

The beggar laughed and said, "I'll live here, throw this crutch there, waiting for you to help me get it."

Aban scratched the back of his head and said, "Senior. Since you are begging for food, why are you living in this mountain without a person?"

The beggar replied, "If you don't beg for people, you can also beg for heaven and earth."

When they spoke, Yingsheng kept watching from the clouds, but did not show up. After Mei Yingxing returned to Jingwu Villa, she was calm for three months and did not always run out without any trouble. In the afternoon and midnight, she practiced dynamic exercises and sitting in a fixed manner, practicing the art of self-reliance taught by her father and the method of internal energy patrol taught by Mei Yi.

The beggar said it right. In fact, Mei Yingxing has learned all the kung fu that he should learn, and he has learned it, but he has not put in hard work to train himself. Mei Yingxing is nine years old this year, so naturally he cannot learn the Golden Elixir Dao. However, the family-born technique of saving the body and the method of internal energy patroling for refining furnaces and cauldrons are most suitable for practicing at this age.

It is easy for him to learn this kind of kung fu, and it is not difficult to maintain a healthy body. The real difficulty is to put in great strength to practice to the ultimate level of maturity, which requires a good sense of concentration and a perseverance. Mei Yingxing is very smart, but at this point it is not as good as his father Mei Zhenyi. This time he made a beggar not only arouse curiosity, but also arouse a competitive heart.

Mei Yingxing did not tell the others, but Aban did not dare to be careless. He told Yingyuan about the strange people encountered in the mountains. Yingyuan whispered to Aban, and Aban knew it. Of course, the beggar was Li Yuanzhong, the master who Mei Zhenyi invited to his son.

In the fairy world, the breeze and Gabriel finally moved, and they were activated at the same time. If you only look at one person's figure, it would be like standing in place, as if an invisible wind was blowing, and the blue long skirt of Lake Gabriel and the silver silk feathered clothes of the breeze were dancing and floating.

If you look at two people at the same time, the scenes are very different. The spatial distance between them seems to be disappearing rapidly, just like soldiers rushing toward the peaks on the battlefield, or like lovers running towards each other's arms.

In almost the blink of an eye, the two of them were about to collide. Qingfeng stretched out a golden finger and pointed forward at Gabriel's eyebrows, touching it gently like a dragonfly. Gabriel's fist shrouded in silver light and slammed it heavily on Qingfeng's chest.

In the third round, the two of them took action at the same time, as if they were competing for the speed of their attack, but in fact they were competing for the mutual transformation of each other's magic power. Not only did they use their own spiritual platform transformation, but they also invaded the other's spiritual platform transformation. The golden finger is the key to fate, and the silver fist light is the blade of order. The artifact has been integrated with the Dharma body of the deity.

With a bang, the space where Gabriel and Qingfeng were located seemed to have disappeared from the kingdom of heaven, and returned to the state of boundless mysterious land and nothing in the world. In front of us, the scene of the kingdom of heaven before the fight was still missing, but the two people just now were missing, as if they had never been there.

This illusion was only a moment, and then I saw Gabriel and Qingfeng's figure appear at the same time, which was not changed much from before the practice. However, Gabriel held a silver battle axe in his right hand, and a golden spear in his left hand.

"Gabriel, you won! You have taken the key to fate back, and I don't have to return it." Qingfeng admitted defeat, his expression calmly and could not see any regret or annoyance.

In the fight just now, they used the skill of transforming the spirit platform to transform the other party's great magical powers. Qingfeng turned the key of fate into a finger, and cut the world of Gabriel's Lingtaichung and pointed it at her eyebrows. Gabriel turned the blade of order into fist light, knocking Qingfeng out, but left the key of fate in the space where he casted the spell, which was equivalent to killing Qingfeng with one finger.

In the Kingdom of Heaven, it is certain that he suffers a loss when he fights Gabriel like this. Qingfeng tried his best, and he himself wanted to prove this performance with Gabriel, and the purpose has been achieved. Among the audience present, the one who felt the most regretful was of course Mei Zhenyi. The original wishful thinking failed, and Qingfeng could not provide any further conditions to Gabriel.
Chapter completed!