The disciples of the Qianyuan Sect were angry at this time for the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor's attack on the Qingxin Martial Arts Hall.

"The Rakshasa Ghost Emperor is really too much! I deliberately humiliated Senior Brother Gucheng before, and now I am looking for trouble with our subordinate forces, I really don't take our Qianyuan Sect seriously!"

"yes, both sides have officially repaired, what does he mean by that?"

"I didn't get these before the Tiangongmen assessment, I'm just worried about the ...... Senior Brother of Gucheng"

As everyone was talking, the air seemed to freeze suddenly.

"Ah, Senior Brother Lonely City!" a disciple noticed the cold young man who passed by at some point, and hurriedly turned around to salute, and the rest of the people followed one after another.

Mo Gucheng couldn't see any fluctuations in his expression, he was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "Is there nothing to do? ”

All the disciples agreed in unison, but Mo Gucheng ignored it and walked away. The sleeves fluttered, as if even the temperature around him had dropped a few freezing points.

"What happened last time, Senior Brother Gucheng really still hasn't been able to completely let go......" After a long while, the few people who stayed in place looked at each other before they dared to whisper.

All the way back to his door, Mo Gucheng stopped and glanced at the jade slip in his hand, as if he hesitated.

The Rakshasa Ghost Emperor made this fuss, and he naturally knew what it was for. That's a guy who never cares about things...... The question is, should you persuade him a few words?

The personal debt caused by his stupid brother, if he is left alone, it seems that even he has failed others...... Mo Gucheng's eyebrows slowly tightened, and in the end, his eyes were still cold, and he let the light of Yu Jian go out.

Once you get entangled in it, you don't know how much trouble you will cause, and you don't have so much time to waste!

The two doors opened wide and then closed quickly, keeping out all the light and distractions from the outside world.

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On this day, it has reached the seventh day of the deadline.

The people from the Qingxin Martial Arts Hall and the Yin Wind Hell were clearly divided into two camps. There was an hourglass in the middle of the clearing, and the sand above it was half empty.

According to Luo Dixing, when the sand is completely empty, if Ye Shuo has not appeared, the entire Dao Hall will be washed in blood.

After seven days of fear and exposure, all the disciples were physically and mentally exhausted. looked at the hourglass in front of him, all in despair.

But at this time, there is another person who is under no less pressure than them.

Luo Dixing sat in the rocking chair, and the yin and yang were still shaking the fan for him as always. But his countenance had been tense since the morning. His hands clenched the armrests on both sides, and there was a kind of tumbling pain in his eyes.

If he followed his conscience, he didn't want to hurt these innocent people. At the beginning, the bloodied Xuantian Sect was completely carried away by hatred. Sometimes he thinks about it and secretly regrets it. So far, he can't tell whether he wants Ye Shuo to come as promised, or whether he hopes that he will miss the deadline and see the corpses of his companions?

There has always been only one Ye Shuo who he wants to kill, and only Moliang City has ever wanted to save. But this world is not the world of the three of them. In order to achieve his goal, he has been full of blood and has hurt too many innocent people, and there must be many people who hate himself as much as he hates Ye Shuo. So, how much better is he than that enemy?

Luo Dixing's hands trembled unconsciously, and he clenched his hands again, letting the wooden edges and corners clench his palms painfully. He struggled, he was helpless, he was in pain, looking at his face, it was even whiter than those disciples who were under the butcher's knife in the Qingxin Martial Arts.

In the hourglass, the last wisp of fine sand finally drilled through the narrow glass tube and completely leaked into the sand pile below. Those small pieces of gravel, rubbing against the wall, seemed to be unwilling to complain again and again.

The moment of fate's judgment has finally arrived!

Luo Dixing sat up straight in the chair, the sadness in his eyes had completely precipitated, turning into a cold haze intertwined.

"Today is the last day of the deadline. Looks like the kid isn't coming. All of you, chant and pray for yourself as soon as possible, remember who killed you, and seek revenge on the Huangquan Road, and don't find the wrong person. ”

"Lord Ghost Emperor, who do we start with?" Fu Mosheng asked excitedly.

"Let's start with that girl. Han Diyue raised her eyebrows at Yang Qingxin, "Ye Shuo's life was in danger at the beginning, wasn't she rescued by her? If she hadn't done that much, the entire Qingxin Martial Arts Hall would not have today's disaster." ”

Fu Mosheng smiled cruelly and nodded heavily: "That's right! it's Ye Shuo's benefactor, it's our enemy!" As he spoke, he slowly stepped forward and looked at Yang Qingxin who was huddled beside Yang Chao with a playful gaze looking at the lamb to be slaughtered.

"Whoever dares to move his heart will kill me first!" Ning Bufan roared, jumped up, and attacked Fu Mosheng with a move of "Black Tiger Digging Heart".

Fu Mosheng was taken aback, and hurriedly waved his arm to block his attack. Ning Bufan changed his moves very quickly, his wrists flipped over, his fingers rose, and he inserted them into his eyes.

Fu Mosheng leaned up, and when he made a solid move, he raised his hand on the side of his neck and grabbed his pulse fiercely. The two fingers of the other hand rushed out, connecting several large acupoints on Ning Bufan's chest.

As one of the protectors of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, Fu Mosheng also enjoyed a lot of resource supply, and his strength was not the same as that of the Dingtian Mountain Range. Each of these points carried a cold aura unique to Yin Wind and Hell. Ning Bufan only felt as if a few ice holes had been poked out of his chest, and the wisps of cold air leaked down the holes, hitting his heart and lungs, and he couldn't help but shiver a few times.

Fu Mosheng made a move, without stopping for a moment, and with a "click" of his backhand, he twisted Ning Bufan's wrist bone, and his other hand turned his fingers into fists, and suddenly blasted out, a cloud of cold energy, penetrating from Ning Bufan's chest, and the vest pierced out, spreading a misty white frost.

Ning Bufan was already injured, and at this time, the injuries were getting worse than the injuries, and the blood and blood around his body were surging, and he fell down softly according to Fu Mosheng's strength, and was thrown down by him casually.

Fu Mosheng sneered, and then continued to walk towards Yang Qingxin. Unexpectedly, his legs were bent heavily, and he was firmly hugged by Ning Bufan.

"Won't let you ...... ...... who hurt the pure heart" Ning Bufan couldn't help leaking blood between his teeth, but there was a kind of lone wolf-like ferocity in his eyes. The muscles on his forehead were bruised, and his face was distorted, but the strength of his arms had never slackened.

Fu Mosheng glanced at him a few times, the sneer on the corner of his mouth was even worse, and as soon as he raised his leg, he kicked him to Yang Qingxin's side.

"It's really love! I'll just solve you together, and go to the underworld to be a mandarin duck with the same fate!"

In his hand, a ball of light quickly condensed, and then under the horrified gaze of everyone, it slammed down on the two of them.

Until the last moment, Ning Bufan still hugged Yang Qingxin tightly and protected her with his body. The figures of the two were quickly submerged in an enlarged golden light.

Rumble!

The light was dazzling, the smoke and dust were overflowing, and with a miserable scream, I saw a figure in the dust fly out upside down, cough up a mouthful of blood, and fall to the ground in embarrassment.

Luo Dixing's pupils suddenly contracted. The one who was injured and fell to the ground turned out to be Fu Mosheng! This means that-

Sen Cang and Han Diyue also subconsciously mentioned their skills. I'm afraid, the person they have been waiting for for seven days has finally appeared......

The smoke slowly dissipated, and a person shrouded in golden light was standing in front of the Qingxin Martial Arts Hall with his head down. The fluttering shredded hair obscured his eyes into a cloud.

Behind him, Ning Bufan and Yang Qingxin, who were hugging each other tightly, were unharmed.

"Brother Ye!" After a while, Yang Qingxin seemed to recognize the person. Leaving Ning Bufan's embrace, he shouted in surprise.

The golden light that surrounded the surface of the body finally dissipated completely after several explosions. revealed a gentle young face, and sure enough, it was Ye Shuo.

Surrounded by the army of Yin Wind and Hell, Ye Shuo slowly turned his back and squatted down in front of Yang Qingxin.

"Don't worry, it's all right. ”

As he spoke, he took off his coat and draped it over Yang Qingxin's shoulders, completely enveloping her trembling figure.

Yang Qingxin stared at the person in front of him, his gaze was a little complicated. There is excitement, there is worry, there is sadness. As soon as Ye Shuo's body moved, Yang Qingxin gently grabbed his wrist, as if begging him not to go.

This scene also fell in the eyes of Ning Bufan on the side. He only felt a wave of hot blood rise in his chest again, as if it was about to burn and melt all his internal organs.

Ye Shuo looked back at Yang Qingxin and smiled at her comfortingly. Then, he resolutely pulled out his wrist, stood up slowly, and turned to Luo Di Xing not far away.

There was still a gentle smile on his face. But deep in this smile, there is a terrifying killing intent.

"Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, I carried it for them in this field today!"

"Can you afford it?" Luo Dixing sneered, and also stood up with his long body, waving his hand to rebuke Sen Cang and Han Diyue beside him.

Three years later, the former enemies met again. Hatred was as fierce as fire, as cold as ice, and the light of swords and swords flickered in their intertwined eyes, and in this short moment, it seemed as if they had been silently fighting thousands of times.

After a long time, Ye Shuo spoke quietly. His voice was a cold voice that had not appeared for a long time.

"I finally picked up a life, why don't you go incognito, as a redeemer, and live humbly from now on, maybe I will consider letting you go. ”

Even if it has been three years since the original hatred, his mentality is no longer as cynical as it was at the beginning, but there are always some people who he can't forgive and doesn't want to forgive!

Even if he can be kind to the people of the world, there are always some people who he must kill!

"Because I never needed to atone for my sins!" Luo Di Xing's emotions also entered a state of uncontrollability, "Even if someone wants to settle the old accounts of the Xuantian Sect with me, that person definitely shouldn't be you!"

Staring at Ye Shuo, his body was trembling, and the blood in his whole body was boiling. It's as if they are back in the ring, where Moliang City fell, and on the battlefield where the Xuantian Sect wiped out.

"Huh...... Hehe...... Half of my life exists to kill you. The palms trembled and pressed against his chest, and the roots of his finger bones spasmed, "It's all because of my hatred for you that I have today's status!"

"Now I am already something you can only look up to. A trembling smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his tone suddenly turned higher.

"Introduce yourself, my current strength is the peak of the third order of Tongtian, and you are only one step away from entering the Nirvana Realm!

"The current me, as you know, the me during the Dingtian Mountain Range, and the me who fought you in the Yin Wind Hell, are completely different!"

"If you are not so lonely and unheard, you should know that now I am the first person of the Quartet Ghost Emperor, the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, and my status is second only to Tianxiao Pavilion and the Nine Shadow Palace!" Luo Di Xing's tone continued to increase uncontrollably, and finally he suddenly raised his arms, "I am now in front of you, I am a god——! I am a god——!

"I'm not interested in your stuff. Ye Shuo's eyes were full of disgust, "Even if it is a strong person in the Nirvana Realm, I have used his demon source essence to refine a puppet!

This enemy, who was lucky not to die in the Yin Wind Hell at the beginning, and was able to grow to this point is also unexpected. But since that's the case, it's only ...... Kill him one more time!

"You still haven't changed at all, you're still so hateful......" The killing fire in Luo Dixing's eyes slowly faded when it burned to the hottest. But it was by no means that he had let go of his hatred, but that all the hatred had been highly condensed, and now he, even if it flowed in every vein, was all the strongest hatred!

"I will definitely settle you here today and settle these years of grudges!"

The wind swirled, and the two figures had already shot out like arrows, and a fierce battle began in the shortest possible time.

Black storms collided with each other, and the energy storm that sparked was enough to strangle an ordinary Qi Refining Realm powerhouse into ashes. The land of the square was soon torn apart, and the ravines were vertical and horizontal.

All the hatred that has accumulated has been stimulated by the two of them. They are no longer fighting through spiritual power, but risking their lives!

Sen Cang was also slightly moved. With a wave of his hand, an enchantment enveloped his subordinates. However, even with his strength, the ripples of the outside world could still hit the exit path dent when it touched the enchantment. This also shocked everyone in Yin Wind Hell, if they were on that battlefield now, I am afraid they would not be able to survive even a move!

The disciples of the Pure Heart Martial Arts Hall were even more speechless. The first person they saw Ye Shuo was still a seriously injured patient who was struggling to do rehabilitation training every day. Later, he made a big splash in the ring, making it all the way to the final, beating Li Binghe, and they marveled at his strength. But at that time, he only thought that the miracle he had created could only end there.

But he didn't want to, he hadn't seen him for months, and he had been able to fight with the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor inextricably. What kind of character is the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor? He is a madman who even dares to call out the Lord of the Nine Shadows Palace, a strong man recognized by the two worlds, and he is the evil star who wants people to die in the third watch, and he will not leave you until the fifth watch! Could it be that Ye Shuo, whom they know, has quietly grown to a level equal to him?

The young man who used to eat, live, laugh, and practice with everyone seems to be getting farther and farther away from them.

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