As the saying goes, enemies are very red when they meet.

It's only been less than half a year, Lei Yan'er saw this disgusting and hateful face, and suddenly remembered the picture of being punched in the head by him and almost killed.

After returning to the Shangqing faction, for countless nights, Lei Yan'er, who had been cared for by her senior brothers and sisters since she was a child, began to have nightmares frequently, and every time she dreamed of that fierce face like a beast, she was scared and felt even more ashamed.

He was a dignified magician, and he was almost killed by an ant whose spiritual veins were destroyed.

Of course, if she was willing to think about it more, even her master Ma Yu died at the hands of Ding Mian, maybe she wouldn't feel so wronged.

When Ding Mian saw Lei Yan'er, he was not as angry as her, but felt a trace of embarrassment in his heart.

Although he knew that he shouldn't have to bear this embarrassment, every time he remembered that the girl's father was actually killed by his own father and finally made a puppet, he became more and more unable to hold a grudge against the girl.

Ding Mian sighed.

I know that even if I don't die today, I will have to shed a layer of skin.

"Ding Mian, today, I want to avenge my father and the dead master!"

Lei Yan'er took out the yin-yang mirror and said through gritted teeth.

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Du Wenxuan frowned when he saw this, and said, "Yan'er, the yin-yang mirror is not suitable for appearing at this time......"

"Leave me alone!" Lei Yan'er roared angrily, "I'm going to kill him with my own hands!" ”

"Why do you need to kill this kind of waste?" Du Wenxuan said solemnly, "Put away the yin-yang mirror, this museum is not simple, if the yin-yang mirror is revealed, it will inevitably cause some people to covet it." ”

Lei Yan'er hesitated.

Du Wenxuan smiled angrily: "Do you think this semi-finished yin-yang mirror is powerful, or is my Du Wenxuan's fist powerful?" ”

"Naturally, Wenxuan, your fist is powerful!" Lei Yan'er smiled and put the yin-yang mirror back on her body, "However, after beating him to a serious injury, he must be handed over to me to deal with after that." ”

"No problem, my sweet little princess."

Du Wenxuan said with a smile, signaling Lei Yan'er to retreat, and then strode to within three or four meters of Ding Mian and stopped.

Ding Mian held the handle of the knife with one hand, put the other hand into his pocket, and grabbed a talisman with a solemn face.

"I heard that the reason why you were able to kill Elder Ma was because you set up a formation in advance in the place where she had to pass, and then you used this pig-killing knife and a set of unpopular fist techniques to succeed?" Du Wenxuan clasped his hands on his chest and said with a smile: "That's it, as your senior, your cultivation is far beyond you, and when the fight starts, how about I only use one hand?" ”

Ding Mian smiled: "No, you can use two hands, provided that you ...... Let me finish the formation. ”

Du Wenxuan laughed: "Little brother, do you really treat me as an idiot?" Although I, Du Wenxuan, have never disdained these sideways, after all, I am a pure alchemist, my aura is thin, and I have really hit the formation, although the probability of my loss is still extremely low, I don't want to add trouble to myself. ”

"Okay, then you use one hand."

Ding Mian nodded, and did not immediately pull out the pig-killing knife, but bowed his body slightly, and put on a fist frame.

Du Wenxuan shook his head and said: "Your refining qualifications are not bad, but this set of boxing techniques is too poor, although I don't know where you learned it, but in my Heaven Breaking Pavilion, this set of boxing methods does not even have the qualifications to get started." ”

"By the way, I would like to remind you again, you can kill Ma Yu in the Six Realms, it is completely an unexpected way, but I am different, I belong to the same body cultivation as you, and your small actions are not worth mentioning at all in my eyes, so I advise you to be less half-hearted, especially when you are fighting with me, thinking about secretly throwing a talisman over...... I tell you, it doesn't make any sense, because it will make you die faster, do you believe it? Du Wenxuan said lightly, like a teacher teaching students.

"I believe it." Ding Mian smiled bitterly, a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He only now understands what kind of opponent he has encountered.

In the past, when fighting with warlocks, even if the opponent's realm was far beyond his own, as long as he was given the opportunity to get close, it was not completely impossible to defeat the opponent.

However, if you are facing a pure alchemist like yourself, then many calculations, as Du Wenxuan said, are basically playing an axe in front of the carpenter-Banmen gets an axe.

In addition, the intensity of a six-realm body cultivation is not inferior to that of a newly advanced seven-realm overhaul, and it is precisely because of this that Ding Mian feels more and more that this museum may become a place for him to be buried.

"You're coming first?" Du Wenxuan said.

"Okay."

Ding Mian's soles of his feet fell to the ground suddenly, and he actually stepped out of a crack, leaned forward slightly, and then with a bang, turned into a flash shadow, and shot towards Du Wenxuan.

"Well, it's not slow."

Du Wenxuan nodded, and suddenly his body shook left and right in place, and at the moment when Ding Mian's fists slammed in, he raised a hand and blocked it with a spiral momentum.

After a blur,

Ding Mian took half a step back and continued to sprint forward.

This time, instead of attacking with his fists in one direction, he attacked each other left and right, sometimes high, sometimes short, with no rules and rules, accompanied by an occasional sweeping kick.

He didn't believe it, how could Du Wenxuan, who only used one hand, block his two fists?

However, Ding Mian still underestimated Du Wenxuan.

I saw that Du Wenxuan's figure was fluttering, like a ghost, and I didn't see how he dodged, but his shoulders shrugged, one raised his knees, one was short, and the other moved sideways, so he easily avoided or blocked all of Ding Mian's attacks, and he was not in a hurry to attack, just like a child's play, not in a hurry, obviously not taking himself in his eyes at all.

Ding Mian held his breath in his nose, not daring to change, the anger in his eyes grew, but more unwillingly.

Ding Mian's wheel boxing, at the beginning of the momentum, extremely powerful, like a newborn calf jumping into the male tiger, but after a few moves, gradually felt that the direction of swinging out was slightly off, and the fist was a little crooked, after thirty moves, Ding Mian was sweating profusely, and the greater the strength in his hands, the more upside down he was, and it was difficult to help himself, and then it was like entering a very strong whirlwind, only to make him dizzy and dizzy, and he didn't know where to go.

At this moment, Du Wenxuan turned his palm into a fist, and while bouncing Ding Mian away, a punch slammed into his chest.

Ding Mian snorted, exhaled a breath, and fell straight down, rolling more than ten meters away before stopping.

As soon as he stood up, Du Wenxuan's figure came like a shadow again, Ding Mian was horrified in his heart, and was about to pull out the pig-killing knife, but his wrist was kicked by Du Wenxuan, and he suddenly felt sore, and at the same time, Du Wenxuan hit him in the upper jaw with an uppercut, directly knocking him from the ground to the air.

Ding Mian, who was half-floating in the air, still insisted on drawing his knife, but all this seemed to have been seen by Du Wenxuan for a long time, and in the sneer, a strong force fell from the air like a bamboo.

Rumble!

Ding Mian fell to the ground, this time not with a breath, but with a mouthful of blood.

After falling to the ground, Ding Mian gritted his teeth, endured severe pain, rolled a lazy donkey, rolled to a position of a few meters next to him, took out the talisman with one hand, threw it at Du Wenxuan, and put the other hand on the handle of the pig-killing knife, and was about to pull it out.

Whoosh –

Du Wenxuan's figure swept up, and the time for a breath was already leaning in, he punched the talisman in mid-air, only to hear a "bang", this "water explosion talisman" exploded directly, and at the same time, the other hand picked up a stone and flicked it in the air.

Syllable!

The stone fell on Ding Mian's hand, and his mouth was numb, and before he could react, Du Wenxuan shot like a strong crossbow, and his right hand poked out slightly, and with a fierce wind, it slapped Ding Mian's chest.

Ding Mian only had time to shout out the sentence "You fouled ......", and then only heard a click, and the entire wall behind him collapsed violently, Ding Mian's head was backwards, and he fell again and again in embarrassment, feeling that his body bones were almost falling apart, and the pain was indescribable.

Fortunately, Du Wenxuan finally did not rush to attack anymore, but condescendingly, looked at Ding Mian playfully, and sneered: "Do you know why you lost so badly?" Because you're relying too much on this pig-killing knife. ”

Ding Mian looked at Du Wenxuan angrily, because of the pain, his throat couldn't make a sound for a long time......

"This pig-killing knife is indeed not simple." Du Wenxuan said with a smile, "It's a pity, it's okay for you to deal with those three-sect and nine-rate warlocks, in front of a pure body cultivator like me, do you think you have a chance to draw your sword?" ”

"There's no way, this is physical cultivation."

"The biggest feature of physical cultivation is that it can be used at a certain distance, so that those magic weapons that are proud of in the eyes of Fa cultivation have no chance to be used at all."

"It's like a sharpshooter encountering a killer, no matter how accurate the sharpshooter's marksmanship is, if he can't even shoot a gun, how can he kill the killer? And once the killer is close, the sharpshooter is just a special corpse. ”

Ding Mian lay on the ground, his resentful look gradually disappeared, and he began to think about it......

"Ouch, didn't you see that your kid is still a refining embryo, and with my words, you have begun to ponder and comprehend?" Du Wenxuan scolded with a smile, "Not bad, if you can survive this trip, with this battle, you may be able to break through two realms directly, and at worst there is one realm...... Well, I don't think I have that chance. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Lei Yan'er, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and said with a smile: "Yan'er, people are already half dead, you can play as much as you want." ”

Lei Yan'er had a gloomy face, and walked towards Ding Mian with resentment in her eyes, and then took out a black pendant from her body.

Ding Mian looked at her and sighed in his heart, is this retribution?

Your own father killed someone else's father, and then the descendants of other people's father came to kill yourself?

Heh, it's really a report and a report.

"This is a Hades pendant coated with black snake venom, as long as you are pierced once, you will be in pain, and if you are pierced twice, you will feel what it means that the soul is not possessed by the body, and you will be pierced three times...... To be honest, I don't know how painful the third hit will be, so I'm looking forward to it now! Lei Yan'er laughed.

Ding Mian said bitterly: "It's really the most poisonous woman's heart, eldest sister, why don't you do it well and stab me to death directly?" ”

"What do you think?"

Lei Yan'er sneered, raised her hand suddenly, and stabbed Ding Mian's body fiercely......

Just when Ding Mian was desperate, a strange fluctuation suddenly appeared in the void......

Immediately afterwards, I saw an extremely sharp white light, which shot out from one place and hit Lei Yan'er's pendant.

"Ahh Lei Yan'er snorted in pain, the pendant flew out of her hand, and the person fell backwards.

Du Wenxuan reacted very quickly, rushed over and helped Lei Yan'er, but the strategizing smile on his face completely disappeared, became pale, and muttered:

"It's ...... Sword energy? ”