Could it be someone he cares about?

Or someone he hates?

Is it a phantom realm, or is it a phantom killing array?

Under the wind and snow.

A figure, holding a red long sword, went up the mountain against the wind and snow, and gradually, the figure became clear in front of Chen Ziling.

The cold wind of hunting and hunting blows the man's blood-stained white robe, his dark eyes, and his posture with a long sword.

That.

Isn't it Chen Ziling's own?!

Seeing that familiar and unfamiliar face, Chen Ziling was surprised.

Isn't it humane, is it to defeat yourself?

No.

Not only to beat yourself, but also to yourself at the peak!

Chen Ziling's cultivation, at its peak, was the peak of the Yuan Realm.

Moreover, Chen Ziling at that time could defeat the Purple Mansion monks of the Yuanchi Realm, even if it was some peak Yuanchi Realm, Chen Ziling at that time could be hit hard.

If he can reach the first entry into the Yuan realm, he may be able to defeat his former self.

After all, in the past half a year, Chen Ziling has improved a lot.

However, it is the eleventh martial realm, and it is too difficult to face the self of the peak return to the Yuan realm.

However, there is a silver lining.

Chen Ziling knows his former self.

And this 'bloody Chen Ziling' doesn't know himself now. ’

"Who are you, why are you exactly the same as me, a wicked person of the evil way?" The blood-clothed Chen Ziling walked up to the top of the snowy mountain, looked at Chen Ziling's cold mouth, and waved the Chixiao Sword in his hand.

"I'm your brother, don't we look exactly the same? Chen Ziling said.

"It's just nonsense, how can I ever have a sibling, see if I don't pull off your mask!"

Chen Ziling, who was in bloody clothes, was a little angry, stepped out, urged the moxibustion Yan Nine Phantom Body, and rushed over.

"This character, it is really exactly the same as I used to be, this sealed tower, could it be that I can look at my original memory?" Chen Ziling had some doubts in his heart.

However, there was no time to think about it for him, and Chen Ziling, who was in bloody clothes, had already attacked.

The speed was as fast as a ghost, and Chen Ziling immediately urged the Yuan Shen, and also urged the Nine Illusion Body.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

Countless crimson figures are constantly changing on the top of the snow-capped mountains.

Chen Ziling's speed is a lot worse than this bloody Chen Ziling, but Chen Ziling relied on his judgment of his former self to estimate the location of the bloody clothes Chen Ziling's next phantom body, so as to act in advance.

In this way, he narrowly avoided the attacks of the blood-clothed Chen Ziling again and again.

More than a dozen breaths passed, and the bloodied Chen Ziling found nothing.

"How can you have the top body technique of the Dust Martial Sect!" Bloody Chen Ziling's face was a little frightened, and his speed slowed down a little.

Chen Ziling looked innocent and said, "I said that I am your brother, and I am still your brother!"

"Damn, you wicked man dare to humiliate me! You must have stolen the fur of the Nine Illusions of Moxibustion from somewhere, and watched me slash you with my sword!"

Chixiao Sword Technique, Sunset Afterglow!

Chen Ziling attacked a sword with a backhand, Chixiao Sword Technique, Sword Yuan Hengyi!

The two swords collided with each other, and Chen Ziling easily dissolved the bloody Chen Ziling's sword moves.

Jian Yuan Hengyi's move was already restrained by the sunset, and Chen Ziling had an incomparable understanding of the sunset.

"How can it be that you have even learned the Chixiao Sword Technique, this is absolutely impossible!" In the eyes of the blood-clothed Chen Ziling, there was an extreme doubt.

Secretly learning the Nine Illusion Bodies of Moxibustion Yan, although it is difficult, it is not impossible.

After all, this method has been learned by at least ten people in the Dust Martial Sect, and any one of them may leak it.

And the Chixiao Sword Technique, the entire Dust Martial Sect, is only known to Jiang Qingci and Chen Ziling, and no third person will know.

The memory of this blood-clothed Chen Ziling was stuck more than half a year ago.

"Could it be that he really ...... No! Absolutely impossible, it must be a coincidence!" The blood-clothed Chen Ziling's eyes, which were originally a little confused, became firm again.

It must be the disguise of the evil way, it must be the trap set by the evil way in order to break through his psychological defense, he can't be deceived so easily.

"You damn wicked, I want to see how much you can steal from my Dust Martial Sect's martial arts. ”

"Alas, I said that I am your brother, you still don't believe it, you will make it, I will. You won't, I will! Don't you believe it?" Chen Ziling said.

The humane trial is to fight against the strongest self.

For ordinary martial artists, the strongest self is the self at the moment.

The reason why humanity is arranged in the fourth level is to allow the monk to challenge his new and strongest self after refining the rewards obtained from the first three realms.

And when Chen Ziling was the strongest, it was not now, but when he was not abolished half a year ago.

That's why this happens.

Blood-clothed Chen Ziling kept swinging his sword to attack.

And Chen Ziling also saw the move, and used the least strength and strength to defuse the attack of the blood-clothed Chen Ziling.

However, the cultivation of the peak Purple Mansion Realm, and the strength of the Purple Mansion Three Uniques, are placed here.

Chen Ziling could only retreat while fighting.

If he hadn't had a comprehensive enough understanding of his previous self, he would have been defeated a long time ago.

However, Chen Ziling, who was in bloody clothes, also learned the same.

Chen Ziling can crack the moves of the Dust Martial Sect.

The blood-clothed Chen Ziling can also do the same.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, Chen Ziling reversed his hand, and six silver flying knives stabbed towards the heart of the blood-robed Chen Ziling under the heavy snow.

"Not good!"

The blood-robed Chen Ziling was completely brought in by Chen Ziling just now, and he didn't expect that Chen Ziling would use flying knives, a means he wouldn't use, and for a while, he was actually a little at a loss.

He blocked the Chixiao Sword in front of him, forming a defensive sword aura.

But, after all, it was still a step slow.

A flying knife cut through the left shoulder of the blood-robed Chen Ziling, and a blood flower bloomed on his shoulder in an instant.

"Damn, you can actually use such a sneak attack method as a flying knife! It must be an evil way!" Chen Ziling, who was in a blood robe, tightened his face.

"I said, this is my mother's wind-replenishing flying knife, don't you know?"

Hearing this, the blood-robed Chen Ziling's face changed, although he had no impression of Lin Xun's flying knife technique, he had seen it a few times.

It really seems that this is the throwing knife technique that my mother used to use.

"How is this possible. The blood-robed Chen Ziling was a little unconvinced.

"I said it a long time ago, I am your biological eldest brother, but because of some relationships, we haven't met since childhood, the so-called eldest brother is like a father, you quickly admit defeat now, I will treat you as if you did not offend me this time. Chen Ziling said.

The blood-robed Chen Ziling snorted coldly, still not believing it, and said: "You can even steal what my Dust Martial Sect has learned, and the Wind Replenishing Flying Knife that my mother has learned must have also been stolen, there is a hundred trick students in the Dark Star Heavenly Palace, who knows this best, I think you are a hundred ghost masters!"