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                                                                                                                                                                哪知道他还未启唇,对面南宫星已抬臂挥掌,劈面向他打来。
                                                                                                                                                                掌风阴寒彻骨,还有尺余之遥就已让他气息为之一滞。
                                                                                                                                                                明明差不多年纪,这人到底是怎么练出这一身可怖功夫的?邢空心中一惊,忙向后退,剑锋一横想要逼开对手掌势。
                                                                                                                                                                但他的剑才不过招至半途,那看似绵软无力飘飘忽忽的一掌,竟已封到了他的面门!
                                                                                                                                                                啪的一声轻响,南宫星的掌力瞬间消于无形,在邢空嘴前猛然横转,一把握住了他的面颊。
                                                                                                                                                                邢空心下大急,剑上催力加紧斩向南宫星手臂,而剑刃即将及体之时,却又被南宫星左手紧紧捏住,如遭铁铸,再也挪动不了分毫。
                                                                                                                                                                南宫星盯着满头冷汗的邢空,低声道:“我问你话,你只管点头或是摇头。我问完就走,你大可以接着在这儿逍遥快活。”
                                                                                                                                                                邢空连运几次真力,剑刃依旧纹丝不动,他怒瞪着南宫星,勉强从被一道道阴寒真气压迫的口唇中挤出一丝声音,“你……休想……”
                                                                                                                                                          

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