The number of avenues is fifty, and there are nine out of forty, as long as you find the one that escapes, you have found the change, that is, the weakness of the enemy's moves, and the flaws in the soul.

This theory was once carried forward in the hands of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, as their capital to defeat the strong with the weak.

Of course, theory is always theory, and trying to put it into practice is an insurmountable gap for ordinary people.

For example, these seven killing crossbows, different warriors' body protection is really weak and different, the bow and crossbow are dead people, people are alive, and dead things are used to overcome living people, which inevitably requires the wisdom and means of heaven.

"Lu Miaozi is really extraordinary, now he is still Zhu Yuyan's minister under the skirt! I don't know if this set of bows and crossbows was specially made by him for the Demon Gate, or was he deceived by Zhu Yuyan?"

In this life, the only one who can design such an ingenious bow and crossbow is Lu Miaozi, or the heir of his lineage.

Gu Chengsi and Zhang Heng, the Wood Sage of the Immortal Martial World, became interested in Lu Miaozi.

Lu Miaozi was cultivated and cultivated in his youth, does he have a chance to inherit the mantle of Mu Sheng?

Hard!

Mu Sheng is extremely talented, and it is said that he has just accepted a three-year-old child named Ma Jun, and it will take a while to grow up.

For this long inheritance of unswervingly standing on the side of the Han family, Gu Cheng naturally paid attention to it.

At this moment, seeing Gu Cheng playing with the bow and crossbow soul swimming outside the world, the master circle over there couldn't hold it back.

No one dared to ignore a person who blocked seven kills head-on, was unharmed, collected the bow and crossbow in the air, and was comfortable and self-reliant, the scribe said: "If it is not for Buddhism, there is no hatred in the past, and there is no resentment in the near future, please leave!"

Gu Cheng turned his gaze over, and saw that this person seemed to be polite and polite, but in fact he had a violent breath, and his standing posture was very peculiar, obviously his legs were on the ground, standing as steady as a mountain, but he seemed to be drifting at any time, and the bare skin on his body was faintly purple, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Xi Ying?"

Xi Ying replied proudly: "Yes, in the lower heaven monarch Xi Ying!"

"Heavenly Monarch?"

Gu Cheng's face sank: "Seeking his own death, I can't complain!"

Even the emperor calls himself the Son of Heaven, what do you mean when you dare to call yourself the Son of Heaven?

Don't think that the name is a big fuss, all dynasties and dynasties, the name must avoid the emperor's name, in order to show uniqueness, these bits and pieces are a symbol of the emperor's prestige, if you can't touch it, it's just that, how can you tolerate it?

Xi Ying thought that Gu Cheng was deliberately provoking, and he was furious: "Toast and don't eat and drink!

As soon as he spoke, people jumped out.

But instead of attacking, he flew backwards.

He's going to run?

This decision is not ordinary people, but Fan Qinghui is faster, and the sword is full of light and shadow, enveloping Xi Ying.

She has a graceful demeanor and an elegant posture, and although the soldiers are fierce and dangerous, she still has a sense of hollow valley and orchid.

At this moment, it is like a dancing fairy, looming in the sword light, the sword qi is fluttering, the snow is flying, and every time it is cutting the air, extremely sharp.

However, Xi Ying is not an easy person, his body rotates, his hands are grabbed, the cyclone erupts, the yin is strange and ingenious, the true qi of the Dao is like spider silk, and the layers of webs bind it, constantly weakening the sword qi, and finally disappearing into invisibility.

Xi Ying, who had not been pursued by Song Que and had been dormant in the Western Regions for twenty years, had not yet cultivated the Purple Qi Tianluo to the fullest, but he was also a first-class master in the world.

At this time, Fan Qinghui's unstoppable sword momentum was like a quagmire, and it seemed to be a prey in a spider's web, unable to struggle, Xi Ying made a move, and his momentum soared, and he pounced on Gu Cheng with the momentum of thunder.

His magic skills were only at the peak at this moment, his hair was flying, his skin turned purple, and in an instant, he was like a demon coming to the world, terrifying and terrifying.

Retreat!

Xi Ying, who has an arrogant personality, is afraid that Fan Qinghui and Gu Cheng will join forces, but he will not really run away without a fight.

"Do you want to release water like this?"

Gu Cheng glanced at Fan Qinghui with a smile, his face was solemn, and the majesty of the world's submission was born in an instant.

Fan Qinghui's body trembled slightly, and he had an urge to bow down, and Xi Ying changed color even more, and saw Gu Cheng slap it with one palm, and the five fingers continued to enlarge, and then it suddenly darkened.

In his line of sight, he couldn't see anything for a moment, as if someone had covered the heavens and the earth at the same time.

"No!

Xi Ying's eyes were about to split, and he used his life's strength, and stabbed straight with both hands, but it was like a random dance, and he couldn't find the target at all.

However, at this moment, Gu Cheng's five fingers opened slightly, revealing a gap.

Xi Ying's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that a light was shining in, and the heavens and the earth were bright again.

It's dark, and it's dawn.

Gu Cheng preliminarily confirmed what he had learned and created his own magic skills, which was a basic idea.

If it comes to the skillful use of Shenyuan and the clash of hearts, at this time, he is still a certain gap from Shi Zhixuan and the three great masters.

But if it is used by the general trend, when the gods are clear, the way of transcendence, the majesty of the emperor, and the submission of all the people, who in this world can match?

Therefore, Gu Cheng didn't use his skills for the time being, so he used the magic power of Shenyuan to create the Heavenly Mighty Emperor Qi, and completely suppressed Xi Ying's mind in the face.

This was an extremely short moment in the eyes of the outside world, but for Xi Ying, he almost walked between life and death, stiffened, and was pressed by Gu Cheng on the heavenly spirit with a palm.

"Shi Zhixuan is right, this person is our great enemy, we must not let him become the Holy Emperor, go together!"

Obviously feeling that a strange force had invaded the head point, Xi Ying did not look like An Long bowed his head, but shouted hysterically.

Boom, more than a dozen figures pounced at the same time, all kinds of offensives, weird, pervasive, and killed Gu Cheng.

"Hand over the Holy Emperor Relic!"

Such a tacit understanding has definitely been brewing for a long time, and the roar of several of them has revealed the purpose.

Shi Zhixuan is not the master of the Demon Gate now, but he can set up a situation with the relics of the Evil Emperor, move with the power of thunder, never disperse his strength, and give every opportunity to break through.

It's a pity that it's useless.

Gu Cheng punched up, and yin and yang converged.

The strong wind was blowing, the dragon was roaring, and everyone couldn't even see Gu Cheng's movements clearly, only feeling that a terrifying force was endlessly blasting over.

Shi Zhixuan is not afraid of siege, he is using his strength to fight, his body is like an illusion, even if the four holy monks are the same, he will be introduced into the immortal illusion domain by him if he is not careful, and he will study his skills to the extreme.

Gu Cheng is one force to surrender, the general trend is in me, no matter how many people you come, in the sky and the earth, under the vast sky, you must also bow down and be a minister!

Almost instantly, as if a long time had passed, Xi Ying, You Niaoti, Fu Gongyi, and Zuo Youxian flew out upside down, blood spurting wildly, and they could no longer raise the slightest battle intent, and fled in all directions.

The rest fell limply, bleeding from all seven orifices, and there was no more sound.

Gu Cheng didn't chase after him, his hands were back on his back, he looked at Fan Qinghui, whose delicate body trembled slightly, and smiled slightly: "What do you think of my Demon Removal Guard?"

At this moment, Fan Qinghui suddenly realized what the previous weirdness was.

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