"Let's fight!"

As soon as the five words came out, a huge scorching breath slapped out from Pang Jing's body.

His short hair was like a needle, the heavenly court was full, his eyebrows were thick, and the long knife he was holding slowly lifted off the ground with the slight movement of his big hand, but from beginning to end, his eyes never left the opponent who came by.

Xia Ji raised his hand and grabbed it, and a long grass with withered yellow drooping was plucked.

The sword qi poured in, and the long grass instantly straightened, and if there was a substantial knife qi, it condensed an entity in the air.

This long grass became the heart of the knife.

Pang frowned, and the knife turned into shape!

However, he was not afraid, just quietly waiting for his opponent's consent.

The eyes of the two touched, and they were both full of fighting spirit.

Xia Ji suddenly asked, "Did you hear the Tao?"

Pang was shocked: "I only heard three percent, so I fled in a panic." ”

When he said this, he didn't have any embarrassment, but a kind of pride.

As a swordsman who tirelessly pursues the pinnacle of his intentions and keeps questioning and asking, it is already a great gift to be able to receive answers from gods and demons and to be able to hear the Tao.

Being able to hear the Tao and not die is only thirty percent, which has made him proud.

Perhaps it is precisely because of these three points of Taoism that he will be favored and selected as a ghost general.

Therefore, Pang Jing asked again: "What about you?"

Xia Ji said: "It's almost the same as you." ”

Pang was shocked: "Then you and I directly intend to fight a decisive battle, and the ordinary method of knife movement is no longer suitable for you and me." ”

"Good. ”

It was the first time Xia Ji had seen others comprehend the true meaning, although he was only three points, he was already extremely powerful, and he really deserved to be his first opponent after coming to this world.

While the two were talking, there were already many disciples gathered around, including Li Ying, Han Cicada, and Ling Yuan were also standing and watching from afar.

And the miserable whiteness of Pang Jing's right arm shocked the disciples even more.

"Let's get started. ”

"Let's get started. ”

Both of them held knives at the same time.

But he didn't move anymore.

To outsiders, it seems to be a quiet confrontation between the two.

Only Li Ying saw some clues, he couldn't help but feel great horror in his heart, and hurriedly pulled out a black ribbon from his arms, and stretched it to both sides against his forehead, so that his eyes were blindfolded, and when he opened his heart, he could detect a trace of the duel between the two.

It was a true showdown.

Li Ying's heart was shocked.

Because, in the void.

Behind the Holy Son and Na Pang frightened, exactly the same phantom appeared.

It is also a burning ancient Buddha, without phase, a thousand hands, and a thousand eyes.

It's just that the position of the ancient Buddha's open eyes on the two sides is different.

There seems to be a slight difference in effectiveness.

The scorching heat in the air is unimaginable.

He looked at it with his heart, and only felt that if there was a little flaw in his heart, it would be affected by this kind of struggle.

No matter how small the flaw is, it will be torn apart by this heat, and infinitely magnified, and then it will be overwhelmed by flames in an instant.

Li Ying naturally has flaws in his heart, and who in this world does not have demons

He looked at it for a while, only to feel sweating profusely, and hurriedly used all his strength to tear the black belt that covered his eyes fiercely, and under the strange eyes of the disciples, he gasped for breath and collapsed all over his body, as if he had been violently drenched in the rain.

The chilling cicada said strangely: "Dead blind man, what's wrong with you what do you see"

Li Ying was used to the title of this person, and he twisted his neck a little stiffly, and then he came to his senses a little.

Just now, he only felt that his five senses were rapidly decreasing, and at the same time, the surrounding earth was falling, and the underground molten slurry was vigorously coming out, leaving only his foothold still stable for the time being, and if he hadn't torn off the black cloth in time, I was afraid that the place where he was standing would also collapse, and he would also fall into the lava hell, and his soul would be destroyed.

"Dead blind man, what's wrong" Han Cicada felt a trace of solemnity, she vaguely felt that this was caused by the battle between her lord and the big man, but neither of them moved, this... What exactly is this

In a haze, she seemed to see a new door of power outside of Qi training, but she couldn't understand it at all.

The chill continued, "What do you see?"

The surrounding disciples were also curiously eavesdropping on the conversation here.

Li Ying took a deep breath, his eyes began to gradually return to clarity, and the trembling of his body disappeared, and he had some more enlightenment in his heart, and then softly spit out three words: "Unspeakable." ”

The air was calm, and the surrounding disciples couldn't feel it at all because they weren't targeted by their true intentions, they only felt extremely bored, and the flowers they were waiting for were all grateful.

"Is this a fight or not? ”

"Look at me, I look at you, what the Holy Son and Senior Brother Pang are doing. ”

"yes, I've been standing for so long, and I haven't come out yet. ”

"No, I saw that the entourage of the Holy Son was sweating and kneeling on the ground, does it mean that the Holy Son and Senior Brother Pang are already fighting, but we can't see it"

"Ahhh

"Come on, come on!" The junior sisters unfurled the big red banner of "Holy Son's Life", although they still didn't understand how the two were fighting, but it didn't prevent the junior sisters from using the prepared cheerleading props.

They have already made clear their goals in life, and from now on, they will follow the Holy Son, and wherever the Holy Son fights, they will follow wherever they go to help.

"Senior Sister Jinghua, have you seen the fight between the Holy Son and Senior Brother Pang clearly" A senior brother was really curious and began to ask.

But Senior Sister Jinghua can't hear his voice anymore, and she and Senior Sister Xiang Nuan are the leaders of this Holy Son Helping Group.

"Ahhh

"The Holy Son is so handsome!"

In the screams of the junior sisters.

The brothers began to doubt life, so although the brothers couldn't see anything, they hurriedly pretended to be fascinated, otherwise they would be laughed at.

In the autumn wind.

The remnants of fragrant flowers and withered leaves approached the two of them, as if they were close to two sculptures.

Behind the two of them, the burning ancient Buddha stretched out his palm.

It's just that the ancient Buddha behind Xia Ji stretched out an arm on the right side, pinching the mark with five fingers, and the eyes in the palm of the palm that were open for three points could be seen between the fingers.

Behind Pang Jing was an arm on the left side, pinching different ancient seals, and he also opened his eyes for three points.

This power seems to be impossible to counteract, and each can only bear the other's attack.

Pang Jing only felt that his inner demons were being torn apart and bigger, and a feeling of dying was born from the bottom of his heart, and he was suppressing it with all his might, but beads of sweat were already oozing from his forehead.

The beads of sweat have just appeared, and they are steaming into white gas, and a trace of it is like boiling water, and wisps of "white snakes" burst out in the cold of the mountains.

Xia Ji felt something else, he only felt that a burst of strange power was pouring in from the cracks in his heart, and every time he poured in, his sense would be duller.

If you change people, I am afraid that the five senses will be deprived of them one by one.

Xia Ji had a sense of curiosity, he had already seen that Pang Jing and himself were indeed fated to each other, and the three true meanings he comprehended were fear.

Not only that, but through the existence behind Pang Jing, he also understood what was standing behind him.

A burning ancient Buddha without a face.

However, different people realize different fears?

I am a demon in my heart.

And Pang Jing is deprived of the five senses.

And this ancient Buddha has a thousand hands and a thousand eyes, does this mean that fear will take a thousand forms?

In the words of his previous life when he played the game, it was "a five-star hero, a fear skill, and a random one"

If you can get the Whisper of Fear a second time, can you unlock one more from these thousand "Fear Skills"?

Pairs of twos, but there are 999,000 possibilities for "true meaning of fear".

If it's a three-three combination, then it could be more.

It's a fun game.

Pity... It's not a game, it's real.

This is not a five-star hero, but a mysterious and terrifying burning ancient Buddha!!

If this is the case, then death is something like...

But how many kinds of true meaning are there?

It's a world of possibilities.