After this Miyamoto Yanjun's face armor was shattered like a sand sculpture, the eyebrow bone scar under the face armor was still there. Twenty years ago, during the battle of the Six Kingdoms to seek the south, Junzifeng cut his eyebrow bone into two sections with a sword, and his entire face was divided into upper and lower halves because of this long scar, but in the end, Junzifeng was soft-hearted and let go of the other party, who was also a young cultivator of the Spirit School at that time.

But now...... This Miyamoto's appearance has completely changed, and he doesn't look like a human being, or even a human being. The whole head is a human head snake face, there is no half-inch of skin on the face, it is full of burnt black scales, the ears, eyebrows, and the bridge of the nose are gone, the sword wound in the center of the nasal bone is still there, the lips are almost gone, the nostrils are narrowed, the two small eyes can't even see the whites of the eyes, and the pupils can't be seen at night, the brain door is also sunken, and the chin is also tightened.

I saw that Miyamoto Yanjun, who had a snake face and a human body, was frozen on the ground after eating the gentleman's style nirvana, motionless, but not long after, something unexpected happened.

In the moonlight, Miyamoto's thick limbs turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, like throwing a stone into a calm lake, and after the gray ripples from the snake's face spread all over the body, the whole person turned into a stone sculpture that had not been wiped for hundreds of years.

Normal cultivators who ate the Qinglian Sword Song would have long since been extinguished and turned into powder, but now this Miyamoto Yanjun was not only standing upright, but the snake face and stone carvings were even more suspicious.

Not good!

Junzifeng just expected, so he stabbed the sword again, the sword just hit the stone carving of the snake face of the human body, but it was hard to bend the sword body, if it was not for Junzifeng to retract the force in time, I am afraid that it would be broken directly.

But at this moment, the stone sculpture was like a tough car window full of toughness was hit by a life-saving hammer, shattered into countless small stones and scattered, and Miyamoto Yanjun also appeared from the stone sculpture again with a flame Tang knife.

Looking at this situation, the long-lost sense of crisis once again poured into the heart of the gentleman. Now in front of him, Miyamoto Yanjun's face is strange, not to mention, he was on the poetry platform in the afternoon, and Lin Xiao, who had already consumed part of the aura to protect the demons, had not yet recovered, and he turned on the king mode to perform a stunt, and the aura reserves in his body at this moment were not much.

As soon as he appeared, Miyamoto Yanjun swung his knife and slashed, this time, Junzifeng wanted to block it, but when he saw that the blade was like a hot iron in a blacksmith shop, it also ignited a flame, and hurriedly flashed, and looked back after rolling on the ground, and sure enough, the flame on the blade was like burning oil, and it could be thrown out with the force.

Another knife sweep, Junzifeng kicked his legs and flew to the top of the bamboo forest. But the flame with the blade was swept away, and the entire bamboo forest was cut off, not to mention, and there was a crackling sound of burning bamboo, and all of them burned.

In the sea of fire, Miyamoto Yanjun raised his long knife and slashed at the gentleman wind who was about to fall to the ground, directly dividing the sand and gravel land of the mountain into two, and the cracked land also spewed out a straight magma, rushing towards the gentleman's wind.

In the sea of fire, he continued to risk his life to dodge, Junzifeng was still hesitating and deciding, if he left, and Miyamoto Yanjun did not follow, then Lin Xiao would definitely be in danger, if he continued to stalemate, the aura in his body was also in danger, and he couldn't last long.

This Miyamoto Yanjun summoned a huge quadrangular cage, each side of the cage was intersected horizontally and vertically by dozens of burning huge pillars of fire, and the already narrow holes were almost invisible under the flames, which were simply six walls of fire that were constantly shrinking and squeezing, putting the besieged Junzi Feng to death.

In normal times, Junzi Feng only needs to use a powerful wind tornado and escape quickly after the breach, but now the spiritual power in his body, let alone using spiritual magic, even if he uses a few more accelerated dodges, it is difficult to continue.

Junzi Feng breathed a sigh of relief, as if relieved, threw the long sword in his hand, and no longer struggled. General Lin's order has been done with all his might, and it is also counted as a fate to repay the favor.

As for Miyamoto Yanjun, maybe this is the reincarnation of fate, twenty years ago in the war to destroy half of his face but not kill him, causing him to suffer more than 20 years of sins in the human world, and now the ruined life is exhausted to take revenge, torture himself to death in this shrinking cage, and also count his life as revenge.

Feeling the rock burning prisoner getting closer and closer, Junzi Feng could even smell the burning smell of his hair and silk robe.

"Alas~" Junzi Feng sighed after all, the task assigned by General Lin was not completed after all, and he felt guilty.

At this moment, an accident happened! The entire top of the mountain shook violently, and the flames of the pillars of fire on all sides of the cage suddenly became smaller, and countless ice bamboos grew out of the flame mouths on the ground, and when they grew to be as high as the pillars of fire, they suddenly burst in unison. With a "boom", the exploding ice shattered and instantly extinguished the rock fire prisoner and blew it up.

This familiar ice system spirit technique frost bamboo barrier, the gentleman's expression suddenly became much more relaxed, bent down to pick up the long sword, and smiled rarely, recalling that when he fought with General Lin in all directions, every hot summer, everyone could only rely on the night frost Lin Brother Lin's trick to be greedy and cool.

Feeling that another master of the Spirit King Duan arrived, Miyamoto Yanjun knew that time was pressing, and at the moment he was holding the Tang Sword Fire Blade and flying towards the gentleman's wind, but he heard a bamboo flute blowing behind him, and when he turned around, a row of small ice spikes shot straight in.

Miyamoto Yanjun dodged sideways for a moment, and Jun Zifeng used the last aura of his body to eject quickly, and fell in the direction of the flute, and he was just supported by the Night Frost Forest.

Although Miyamoto Yanjun was extremely unwilling, if he delayed any longer, let alone killing the gentleman, maybe his last life would have to be explained here, and he shouted angrily at the moment:

"Your life is mine!"

As he spoke, it was like a snake entering a cave, burrowing into the ground and disappearing.

Under the moon, if the gentleman is a handsome guy in the wind, then this night frost forest is a real beautiful man in the ice, tall and strong, wearing a black cloak and robe, light blue skin all over his body and face, white capable short hair, green deep eyes, angular facial features, a tall nose bridge, no beard between the lips and chin, only blue and smooth skin.

As soon as Night Frost Lin probed the remaining aura of Junzifeng, he teased: "It's so useless, it's enough to toss you." ”

Junzifeng took out the wind chime and shook it:

"Oh"

Amused the night frost forest straight happy.

"Why are you here at night?" General Lin's order?"

Junzifeng nodded, listened to the approaching wind, pointed in the direction, and after more than ten seconds, Lin Xiao also arrived:

"Uncle Feng, Uncle Lin, why are you both here?"

Night Frost Lin was about to answer, but he looked at the gentleman and was about to shake the wind chime, so he had to continue to tease: "Let the person who cooks speak first." ”

Junzi Feng controlled the breeze and rang the wind chime: "General" and "Shou", and then pointed at Lin Xiao, and the two of them already understood.

"What about you, Uncle Lin, aren't you on the side?"

"General Lin said......" Night Frost Lin shook his head as soon as he opened his mouth, and said only two words: "Confidential." Speaking of this, he remembered something again, and told again, "Don't tell anyone in the house about the news of my return." ”

Lin Xiao was inexplicable when he heard this, but he didn't want to ask too much, the confidential tasks arranged by the border army in the palace have always been undisclosed, so he nodded at the moment, and when he looked at it, he found that there was a grave next to him, and the tombstone read:

"The tomb of my wife, Pan Cuilian. ”

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Outside the clouds, the starry night sky, two black shadows strolling among the clouds, walking calmly as if to the flat ground. The two cloaks, one white and one yellow, one narrow and one wide, hung down in the high wind, and each of them had a purple sun breaking in the east.

"If you don't make a move today, I'm afraid you can't talk about it. ”

"Then you go. ”

"What is this called? ”

A moment later.

"You owe me what you owe me. ”

"Noise. ”