Afar. On a hillside somewhere.

Mu Chen's face was slightly red, and his palms were clenched. There was a black mist swirling around it. These black mist seemed to be living creatures, devouring Yuan Li.

The man standing in front of him was dressed in white and looked like a scholar. With the sword on his back in his right hand, he is very free and easy in his gestures. It's just that on the handsome face, the two eyes exude a yin and evil aura.

The scholar faced Mu Chen, and a sneer came out of his mouth: "Mu Chen, I didn't expect it!

"Fang Ping, you actually dare to violate the rules set by the Holy Court and secretly refine the Demon Sect exercises. Mu Chen asked sharply, he had suffered a loss and was injured just now.

"Haha!" Fang Ping's handsome face began to distort as he laughed: "The rules set by the Holy Court? So what, those are just rules for the weak. And I'm not a weak person, how about it, my Yin Evil Blood Cracked Palm tastes good, right?"

Then, Fang Ping raised his palm, his eyes flashing with a yin and evil light: "I tortured tens of thousands of young girls before I practiced the Yin Evil Blood Crack Palm." You're the first to taste this kind of death. How's that? I'm good for you, right?"

"Fang Ping, have you forgotten that you are a sword cultivator? Then where is Fang Ping, who is only the sword, the only heart, the only self, who wants a sword to prove all the heavens and all the worlds? You have become like this, are you right?"

"Shut up, it's up to you what I become. The heart is like a ...... Heart is like ......" Fang Ping said that Xinru was a little more gentle on his distorted face.

"What's wrong with Xinru? What happened to you? Fang Ping, I'll kill you. Mu Chen's clenched hand was bruised, and he was about to pounce on Fang Ping.

Suddenly.

Dozens of Sword Mountain disciples rushed from afar in a panic.

"Stop, what are you doing?" Fang Ping's angry face distorted even more when he saw these fleeing disciples. He asked in a gloomy tone.

These disciples who came from the battlefield from afar, when they saw that it was Fang Ping, they immediately trembled and said in a panic: "Senior Brother Fang, the war beast was out of control and was killed by a fist from the disciples of Xuankong Mountain. The disciples were also killed a lot by the disciples of Xuankong Mountain, and we finally ran out to report the news. ”

When Mu Chen heard this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, the giant beast was dead, at least it meant that Liu Yishou and they were all alive.

"It's nonsense, there are disciples in Xuankong Mountain who can kill giant beasts with one punch. I see that you are afraid of death and will escape. You can't be spared. After Fang Ping finished speaking, he raised his palm and was about to slash these disciples to death.

These frightened disciples hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "Senior Brother Fang, spare your life, what we said is true." The war beast did get out of control and was killed, and even your brother was pinched to death by the out-of-control beast. ”

"Ahh ”

Fang Ping raised his palm, and a black qi enveloped these disciples, and pus puffed up all over the disciple's body, and with a "bang", a stream of pus exploded.

The same is true of these disciples around them, all of whom have turned into streams of pus.

"Ahh......h

Fang Ping has two brothers, the elder brother is tall and handsome, and the younger brother is short and ugly. The younger brother was abandoned by his parents at birth because of his short limbs and ugly appearance. Living on the streets, being bullied.

Later, Fang Ping's parents both died of illness, and before he died, he felt sorry for his youngest son, so that Fang Ping would have the opportunity to find his younger brother in the future.

Fang Ping became a disciple of Jianshan by chance, and after several years of hard work, he became a disciple of Jianshan's inheritance. Only then did he have time to go out and find his brother.

The emperor lived up to his wishes, and he finally found his younger brother two years ago. On the way to find his younger brother, he got a copy of the Demon Sect Exercise [Yin Evil Blood Split Palm].

In the past two years, the young girls he needed to cultivate the Demon Sect exercises were all snatched with the help of his younger brother.

He practiced demonic skills, and as he practiced more and more, he gradually became bloodthirsty and crazy, until he slapped his beloved woman to death. He didn't become a demon completely.

And at this moment, when he learned that his only relative, his younger brother, had died, he finally became a demon completely. The Yin Evil Blood Cracked Palm has finally reached the state of consummation.

"Mu Chen, I want you to die. ”

The monstrous black fog boiled up, and a huge dark power was hidden in it. The surrounding flowers and trees began to wither and wither.

Mu Chen's whole body shook, and a cold aura spread from his arm to his palm. The black mist wrapped around his arm froze, and then turned into water and flowed out of his fingertips.

"Fang Ping, you will be killed here today. ”

Mu Chen pulled out the Dragon and Phoenix Sun and Moon Knife, he practiced the [Ao Han Six Techniques], a move "Frozen Three Feet", and slashed towards Fang Ping.

Fang Ping caught the slashed Sun and Moon Knife with his empty hand, and returned a "bloody palm"

"Then let's see which of us kills each other first!"

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The people of Xuankong Mountain chased and killed all the way on the battlefield, and finally let Jian Mountain run away dozens of disciples.

Looking at the corpses lying on the battlefield, the people of Xuankong Mountain were silent for a long time.

"Victorious. ”

I don't know who couldn't help but say these three words, but these three words reached everyone's ears, and in an instant, everyone was boiling.

All the disciples cheered with crazy joy on their faces.

"Victory, we finally win. ”

For these disciples, victory was not easy. If it weren't for Senior Brother Liu this time, I don't know how many senior brothers would have died.

"What about Senior Brother Liu? Who saw Senior Brother Liu?"

Liang Qichao watched the disciples celebrating the victory, and then remembered why he didn't see his senior brother. In the past, on such occasions, the senior brother always likes to say a few words on stage.

At this time, Liu Yishou was chasing after the Sword Mountain disciple on the way to escape. I didn't pay attention to it just now, so many points on the battlefield were harvested by my junior brothers and sisters, how could I let them run away from my hands with these dozens of points left. He'll be distressed then.

It's up the hillside.

Liu didn't stop with one hand, and a figure shrouded in black mist smashed in front of him.

This black man is a little familiar! Liu picked up the person on the ground with one hand, and looked closely at Mu Chen.

"Another one to die, Mu Chen, your six tricks of Aohan can't work! I'll behead you today. Fang Pingyin walked over with a smile and raised his palm, regardless of who Liu Yishou was. A palm with implicit power struck down on the two of them.

Damn, who is this! so crazy. Your Uncle Liu didn't greet him when he came, he wanted to kill himself.

Liu was still holding Mu Chen in his left hand, and his right hand was clenched into a fist. The [King Kong Fist] with infinite power blasted towards Fang Ping with a punch.

"Bang".

Fang Ping only felt a tremendous force coming from the opponent's fist, and all the bones from his fingers to his shoulders were shattered.

"Ah, if you dare to hurt me, I want you to die. Fang Ping roared angrily, a black aura came out of his shoulder, and soon a new arm grew.

Yo, this scene made Liu's hand very incredible. He didn't know that in the later stage of the Yuan Origin Realm, he had the power of the law and could reshape his limbs.

Liu Yishou is interested, you are so good, you can regrow arms, then I will break your limbs and see how you grow.

Throw Mu Chen to the side, the [King Kong Fist] is full of firepower, and he transforms into a ten-zhang ape demon. rushed towards Fang Ping.

Fang Ping was very powerful, he was able to defeat Mu Chen in the late stage of the Yuan Origin Realm. But against Liu Yishou, who was transformed in the same realm, there was only one ending, and he was beaten.

Bang, click, click, click. There was a sound of bones breaking at the scene.

After half a column of incense.

Liu picked up Fang Ping, who had broken his bones from the pit, and said in his heart, this kid is very tough, he doesn't make a sound when he fights like this, he is a man.

Fang Ping wanted to know that Liu Yishou was so optimistic about him, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad. Your sister knocked out all my teeth, how can you scream.

"Senior Brother Mu, are you dead?" asked Liu as he picked up Mu with one hand.

"Thank you, junior brother...... Help me, I have medicine in my arms, trouble junior brother...... Take it. Mu Chen said intermittently.

took out a medicine bottle from his arms, poured a medicine and stuffed it into Mu Chen's mouth.

A quarter of an hour later, the black qi on Mu Chen's body gradually decreased, and his face looked better.

At this time, the people of Xuankong Mountain were still celebrating the victory.

Suddenly.

Two figures came from afar, one of them carrying a black and soft thing in his hand.

All the disciples were looking forward to looking at these two figures, they had already won this war, and they didn't know what happened to Senior Brother Mu's side.

Mu Chen said to Liu, "Senior Brother Liu, you command the disciples and clean up the battlefield! ”

"Yes, brother. ”

Liang Qichao heard that Senior Brother Mu was going to recuperate, could it be that Senior Brother Mu was injured. He knew Senior Brother Mu's strength, and it seemed that this battle must be groundbreaking, but unfortunately he didn't have the opportunity to see it.

Send Mu Chen away and hand Fang Ping over to the disciples for detention. He called Liang Qichao: "Senior Brother Liang, Senior Brother Mu is injured, you command the disciples to clean up the battlefield." ”

He didn't have the time to direct people, and he was now anxious to see what he had gained.

Liang Qichao didn't think much about why the senior brother let himself command: "All the disciples listen, clean up the battlefield now, and then gather back." ”

The people of Xuankong Mountain were busy until dawn, and finally finished cleaning the battlefield.

The large army began to assemble and prepare to go back.

Liu turned his head with one hand, looked at the endless world, and sighed helplessly. Maybe it's fate!

He could run away several times, but there was always a hand in the power that stopped him from escaping. The dream of going to the end of the world with a sword can only be slowed down temporarily. At present, the main goal is to improve the strength, when will you break through to become a saint, let's go out again!

If Mu Chen knew that he didn't even look down on the Yuan Origin Realm at this time, and he actually wanted to be a saint, he would definitely forgive him.

You are a saint with potatoes and cabbage, all over the streets.

Liang Qichao didn't know what was wrong with his senior brother, and suddenly became sad, so he asked, "Why did senior brother sigh just now?"

Liu Yishou waved his hand: "Senior Brother Liang, will you write an article in the future?"

Liang Qichao tilted his head and looked at Liu Yishou, and asked suspiciously: "Senior brother, why should I write an article?"

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