Chapter 160: Suspicions

From the very beginning, he felt that the masked man had given him a very familiar feeling.

"Me?"

The masked man pointed to himself: "You don't know you either, forget it." ”

A dangerous glint flashed in Yang Xuan's eyes, and a coldness appeared on his face.

"Don't, don't. ”

The masked man waved his hand and said: "I don't want to fight with you, although your martial arts skills are very weird, but you should be the Great Venerable of the Five Qi, you and I are fighting, there are no days and nights, you can't tell the winner from the loser, it's a waste of time." ”

Yang Xuan ignored him, the feeling of being very familiar became stronger and stronger, he stared at the masked man and decided to take the initiative.

Beside him, several more flame flying swords appeared, and the next moment, all the flying swords emitted a huge whistling sound, like a long river of flames, directly swept towards the masked man.

The masked man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly said, "It's all said, I don't want to fight you, and you still want to shoot?"

Before the words fell, around his body, a golden light suddenly appeared, piercing the night sky.

A huge golden phantom of the Buddha appeared in the sky above him.

As soon as the Buddha appeared, he put his palms together, and in an instant, the sound of Sanskrit singing filled the sky.

A strong and incredible color flashed between Yang Xuan's eyes, and at this moment, he seemed to hear a huge Buddha horn in his ears.

Before he could react, the huge Buddha in the sky suddenly opened his eyes, and then slapped it with a palm.

"Boom, boom!"

The whole heaven and earth seemed to tremble under this palm, and the sky was bright, as if the dawn had come early.

The long river of flames is in contact with the Buddha's palm.

The whole world seemed to fall silent.

A look of disbelief shot between Yang Xuan's eyes.

I saw that the giant palm suddenly moved its fingers slightly, making a flower-shaped, and with a slight grasp, the long river of flames turned into a wisp of light smoke and disappeared, and then, the Buddha's Dharma appearance seemed to have exhausted its strength and disappeared into the night sky.

The Buddha dispersed, and a look of surprise appeared in the masked man's eyes.

"Can this be?"

The masked man's voice also contained surprise.

"Who the hell are you?"

Yang Xuan was shocked.

He was shocked like never before, and even felt a sense of fear.

As far as he knew, there could be no Buddha in this world.

But now, he saw the phantom of the Buddha in this mysterious masked man.

No one knows what this represents.

He suddenly thought of the white light that appeared out of thin air when he stepped into the first layer of Qi Refining that day.

It was that white light that made him directly enter the first layer of Qi cultivation, and from then on he stepped into the cultivation of the truth.

What is that white light?

Nobody knows.

All these questions have no answers.

However, at this moment, Yang Xuan suddenly had a thought in his heart that made his whole body tremble.

That is, this world is definitely not the world he remembers.

Definitely not.

Looking at the endless void, Yang suddenly had a strong intuition.

It was as if in the dark, there was a pair of eyes watching all this.

His question, the masked man did not answer.

He bowed his head slightly, and said to the black man next to him who was burned to the ground: "Let's go, this person is very powerful, I am also between him and the other, and you are not an opponent." ”

Hei Xuan nodded, then glanced at Yang Xuan hatefully before turning to leave.

The black wolf disappeared into the darkness, but Yang Xuan stared at the masked man, and the aura in his body surged like never before.

At this moment, he decided to keep this person at all costs and ask for clarification.

The masked man looked at him again, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes: "Goodbye! Master Yang." ”

As soon as the words fell, the person had already risen with the wind and floated backwards.

Just as he was about to disappear into the night sky, a wind suddenly blew across his face from an unknown source, lifting the corner of the mask.

Yang Xuan was shocked, his whole body trembled, and he almost couldn't believe his eyes.

"Sun Zhan !!"

He let out a loud shout, his feet moved, his body had disappeared in place, and he chased after him.

The face under the mask turned out to be Sun Zhan.

Yan Kingdom, Taiping City, Sun Family, Sun Zhan.

Sun Zhan, who competed with Yang Xuan in the ring that day.

Sun Zhan, who was exterminated by Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan's brain was roaring at the moment, and all kinds of thoughts came to him.

Why is Sun Zhan here?

Why is Sun Zhan's power so high?

Why didn't Sun Zhan take revenge on him? Not even the slightest feeling of hatred?

Countless question marks flashed in Yang Xuan's heart, but there was not even the slightest answer.

Yang Xuan's body technique was used to the extreme, and the whole person had turned into a bolt of lightning and swept across the night sky.

Sun Zhan had been not far ahead, no matter how Yang Xuan accelerated, the distance between them seemed to have never changed.

He seemed to be leading Yang Xuan somewhere.

Yang Xuan had already swordsman, the golden light under his feet was shining, and his speed was raised to the extreme.

When Sun Zhan saw Yang Xuan chasing after him from the sky, his body suddenly floated, and he flew directly into the sky, without even the slightest shadow of external force.

Yang Xuan's heart moved slightly, only the master of the Nine Heavens of Humanity could fly in the air without the help of any external force, could it be that Sun Zhan was already a master of humanity?

But it's not like, if Sun Zhan is a master of humanity, he is not an opponent at all, and he can be suppressed with a gesture.

Sun Zhan grabbed the giant wolf, and it seemed that it had turned into a black cloud, no matter how Yang Xuan accelerated, they always maintained a certain distance between them.

"Master Yang, say goodbye, you and I will see you again in the future!" Sun Zhan's voice came from the night sky, and then, he and the giant wolf suddenly turned into a huge black mist.

When Yang Xuan arrived, the black fog was blown by the night wind, and it dissipated without a trace, without a trace.

Yang Xuan's divine thoughts swept out, covering a radius of dozens of miles.

Snakes, insects, birds and beasts, none of them are hidden.

However, there is no shadow of Sun Zhan and the giant wolf.

It's weird.

A few miles in front of Yang Xuan, next to the huge mountain, there was a valley that seemed to be something abnormal.

This mask Sun Zhan seems to be trying to lure Yang Xuan here.

At this time, Yang Xuan was standing in the sky, the golden flying sword under his feet did not exude dazzling brilliance, but his expression was extremely solemn.

When he left Yan Kingdom, until today, he recalled all the things that happened before, and suddenly found that everything in his memory had already quietly changed, and this world, paradoxical, was very different from the world in his memory.

Why is Sun Zhan here?

Why can't he and the giant wolf feel the breath of a living person?

Why can't he feel hatred from Sun Zhan?

It stands to reason that Sun Zhan should hate it to the bone.

However, from Sun Zhan's eyes, he didn't feel the slightest hatred, but the giant wolf he had never seen before, as if he had a deep hatred for him.

Also, the biggest question is, why did Sun Zhan make the exercises of Buddhism?

This is the point that makes Yang Xuan most confused and even frightened.

He looked up at the sky again, it was dark and dreary, without stars or moons.

But Yang Xuan suddenly had a strong feeling, in the sky, there seemed to be a pair of big eyes, silently watching him.

Under these big eyes, everything about him is hidden.

Yang Xuan was still standing in the sky, as if he had forgotten the world.

I don't know how long later, between heaven and earth, from the direction of the valley, suddenly there was a long sigh.

Immediately after, a hoarse, indistinguishable voice rang in his ears.

"Listen to the broken strings, break the three thousand obsessions, fall flowers and annihilate, annihilate a wind ripple. ”

Yang Xuan woke up suddenly, and there was intense disbelief in his eyes.

Black Crow!

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