Chapter 378: Heroes (3)

In this world, the so-called heroes and heroes are just human beings boasting about themselves... If it is good for the Terrans, it will be a hero, otherwise it will be spurned. To put it narrowly, even if it is within the human race, the heroes in the Demon Sect, in the eyes of the righteous path of the world, aren't they worth it?

Yes, this is the truth of this world, the so-called heroes, who can say clearly.

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"Cang!"

Excalibur groaned, Mo Xue, finally out of the sheath!

is no longer a simulated scene in the ink and ink, this time, it is really the moment when the two fight!

How sure are you that you can defeat the enemy?

No... Not at all.

Liuying asked himself if the sword cultivation was the best in the world, but even so, how much power he could exert in his hands when facing the beast god had just been confirmed.

Ink and Wash Garan has never been a simple illusion, but a different kind of confrontation on Cheng Dù - if you follow the previous routine, then the result will naturally be the same... Cut off the arm of the beast god, but he will be crushed.

Although very reluctant, judging from the current strength of the two, the beast god is indeed superior. It's really difficult to defeat the beast god with just one person and one sword, and without the help of the formation, unless...

No.

Shaking his head, he eliminated the distractions in his heart, even if he had no chance of winning, Liuying didn't plan to release the last hole card... Mo Xue groaned, even if there was defeat and no victory, Liuying couldn't give up easily.

The god is in hand, and the one who sees it is the road ahead. It's also a bloody road!

The wind stops for it, and the moon is bright for it.

Against the first sword, Liuying raised his hand slightly, not seeing how Mo Xue wielded it. But it was a thousand sword lights that burst out in an instant, like a meteor shattering the void, and the boundless sword light appeared for a while, and then it was out of control, and then only under the wave of the flowing shadow, all of them burst towards the beast god.

Ink Shadow Thousand Blades!

With a free sword, it seems that a natural disaster has fallen far away, making it impossible for people to resist.

The herd shakes!

In the face of the apocalyptic sword light, even the most ferocious and bloodthirsty beasts began to panic. The darkness could not bring them any shelter, and even the flesh they had been longing for could not slow them back... Dodging, panicking, they are simply the same as the human appearance, in the face of life and death, in the face of irresistible forces, the nature of living creatures is to flee.

However, in the midst of that panic, only the young man and the gluttony under him never hesitated or flinched. He looked at Yi Qiē indifferently from beginning to end. Until the end, he just shook his head.

"The end is decided."

A soft sigh, followed by a wave of the hand. Chic and elegant, it is obsessive.

With just a wave of his hand, the sword light in the sky suddenly slowed down, and after a few moments, it was all shattered, floating into small pieces of debris, as if silver dust had fallen from the sky. It is extremely beautiful, but it is also the strongest in the world.

The first sword sent out by the Flowing Shadow was broken so easily, and there was no suspense at all.

The brow furrowed, even if it was expected, but it was still unacceptable to lose the first move so easily. This means that the next battle needs to be more cautious, and the chances of winning are inexplicably smaller.

However, at this moment, the beast god suddenly said amazing words!

"You're not doing your best."

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Didn't do your best!?

In such a life-and-death battle, how can you not exhaust what you have learned in your life? This battle, where there is no way out, can only end in the death of one party, so how can we not do our best?

However... The beast god is not a lie.

The Moxue Sword in his hand was slowly put down, and Liuying was silent for a while...

It's not that he doesn't want to do his best, it's just that he can't--behind him are the people of Miao Jiang, the descendants of Linglong and Ziyan, and he can't go all out here no matter what.

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Silent, the swordsmanship used by Liuying is mixed, and he has been involved in the subtle methods in the world, but the real sword intent is the highest mastery from the original Hanhai Book Mountain, the Taixuan Sword Sutra!

Along with the original Hanhai master, Zhantai Zhanming, no one had ever been able to train the Taixuan Sword Sutra to the third layer, but a thousand years ago, Liuying did it, so with this swordsmanship, it was almost difficult for him to find an opponent in this world... It's just that in the land in front of you, it is still difficult to defeat with only the third layer of ink and water.

However, this is not to say that in the past thousand years, Liuying has really made no progress at all.

In fact, he still has one last way to fight, but if this is the case, even if he really defeats the beast god, the people of the southern frontier who are so close to the battlefield will probably be spared.

Raising his hand, the beast god lay back on his side again, and under his signal, the demon beast minions all over the mountains retreated one after another, bloody and killing, and finally began to move in the direction away from the Miao people.

"I'll come back in seven days, and don't let me down then."

… The tide of beasts has finally receded.

And the Shadow also returned the sword to the sheath. Looking at the demon beasts in the distance, he suddenly felt a little more emotional... He never wanted to be a hero, but at the moment, he had to do these things.

Lowering his head, the Mo Xue Sword flashed away, but his palm was held tighter!

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"Haha, yes, yes! Even you're back... Then die here with your master! ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren laughed, raised his hand and continued to attack, only this time, he targeted the young man who appeared later, locked on... Zhang Xiaofan's body!

"No!"

Several voices, from different people, just words from the mouth, but only this one sentence.

What kind of cultivation is Dao Xuan Zhenren?

In this world, there are only a handful of people who can compete with him, and at this moment he has fallen into the devil's path, and his cultivation is even more unfathomable, terrifying! Even the first field of Dazhu Peak is not easy, but after a few rounds of entanglement with it, it is already defeated, and it is about to be defeated... On top of this green cloud, except for Dao Xuan himself, after the great war three years ago. Almost everyone agrees that Tian Buyi is already the number one master, and Zhang Xiaofan is it.

This disciple who was cut off by Dao Xuan Zhenren with a sword three years ago, but was saved by others, was not a top figure even among the younger generation back then, and now he has been expelled from the school, and now he is three years later. Who would believe that such a young man would be able to resist the wrath of Dao Xuan Zhenren?

And right now, it is not the arena of the Seven Veins Martial Arts back then, and Dao Xuan Zhenren is no longer an elder who stops at the point, it can be seen from the process of Tian Buyi fighting him just now that Dao Xuan's heart is already full of killing intent, not to mention facing Zhang Xiaofan, a character like Zhang Xiaofan who he decided to kill back then, how can he have affection to talk about?

One palm launch!

The meaning of the lore is clear. For the traitors of Qingyun Gate, the head of Qingyun did not hesitate at all, and the clutches coiled by the black qi suddenly carried a strong wind, and the awe-inspiring demon power was impossible to resist!

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On the opposite side of Dao Xuan, Zhang Xiaofan, who was dressed in black, frowned slightly.

Before he turned around, he never thought that Dao Xuan Zhenren would become like this... Since that day, Tianyin Temple and Liuying have been temporarily separated, and he has returned here wholeheartedly, just to end this troubles caused by himself back then. Even for Zhang Xiaofan himself, he had been prepared to deal with the Dao Xuan Zhenren under the fury a long time ago... It's just that he couldn't think of it. When we met again, the head of the house who had an outstanding demeanor and a righteous spirit had become what it is now.

The Soul Eater in his hand clenched.

After three years of hardship, after leaving Qingyun Gate, the enchantment left by the upper shadow of this Soul Eater Stick has long been shattered. Now, the peerless murder weapon is held in Zhang Xiaofan's hand, and as soon as the real power is casually drawn, it bursts out with a unique evil aura, which is extremely unknown. It's chilling... But the strange thing is that this Soul Eater rod has never set off the same scarlet cyclone as it was when the seal was broken, but it slowly stirred up a gray energy just now.

I didn't have time to think about it, and when I came back to my senses, the ghost claws of Dao Xuan Zhenren had already attacked in front of me,

In such a hurry, it was useless to dodge, just like Tian Buyi, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were fixed, and he chose a frontal hard block when he was full of Yuan Gong! At the touch of a button, when Dao Xuan made a move, the black yin wind was still violent, but under the interference of that crazy energy, in Zhang Xiaofan's direction, although a little gray aura was like a lonely boat in the sea, it was dangerous, but it never capsized... No matter how strong the Dao Xuan real person is, it seems that he can't help the gray mang, he can only surround it, and he can't force the real power to advance!

"This..."

Seeing this, Su Ru was suddenly shocked... It happened too fast just now, and she didn't have time to think about it, but now it seems that the true power that Fang Cai helped to solve the difficulty is similar to the power that Xiao Fan exerted at this moment?

But the power emitted by Tian Buyi and Dao Xuan when he fought just now was really terrifying, Xiao Fan had only been away for three years, and now he was able to eliminate the power that erupted between the two sides of the conflict? It's incredible!

"Ahem..."

On the other side, Tian Buyi, who had just left the battle group, had already exhausted his strength, and in the end, he had already gambled on it, if it wasn't for Zhang Xiaofan's timely move, now Tian Fatzi would have died in Jiuquan, and under his weak body, he couldn't even stand steadily. Su Ru was anxious to save her husband, and when she saw this, she couldn't care about anything else, so she took a step forward and came to Tian Buyi's side to help him.

"It's not easy, are you okay?"

As she spoke, tears glistened in her eyes—the emotion of the reunion, but also the grief of the miserable condition of her husband in front of her.

"I... It's okay..."

He was weak, but seeing that his wife was in person, Tian Buyi still breathed a sigh of relief, so comforting... At this time, he was really injured, and the head of Dao Xuan was ruthless, if it weren't for Tian Fatzi's own cultivation to be advanced enough, I am afraid that he would have to die at this time. But now, in addition to his own safety, he is more concerned about the young man who suddenly joined the battle group...

That's right, it's the disciple of Da Zhufeng, Zhang Xiaofan!

"Seventh, how's Seventh?"

originally thought that they would never see each other again in this life, but who would have thought that the two would meet here again today! Even this disciple who was abandoned by Qingyunmen back then actually saved his life as soon as he made a move.

"Lao Qi is very good, he is still alive..."

Su Ru had tears in her eyes, and now, she really didn't know what expression she should make... It is true that the head of the sect is in the devil, but his husband and his disciples are all fine, which is a great joy.

"Quick... Go help Lao Qiyi, he is alone, no... may be able to stop Senior Brother Daoxuan. ”

Tian Buyi heard that Zhang Xiaofan was fine, and his heart was relieved. After giving a word, he immediately fainted, Su Ru was shocked, and immediately helped Tian Buyi to go far away, so as not to spread the fighting method in the field. When you look back. Zhang Xiaofan is still entangled with the head of Daoxuan, and the two collide with each other, which is very tense and intense!

Zhang Xiaofan has now read three volumes of heavenly books, and his skills are really special and elusive, and he has even transcended the catastrophe of demons, and now it is no longer what it used to be, three years later, he is no longer the stupid boy he was when he returned to Qingyun, and his skills are chasing the top of the world!

But even so. Compared with Dao Xuan Zhenren, Zhang Xiaofan still lacks a little bit of accumulation, at this moment, the two parties are moving, even if he is the truth of the three teachings of Buddhism, Taoism and Demons, and with the help of the Book of Heaven, he can remove Dao Xuan Zhenren and recruit demonic energy, but in the long run, the gap in cultivation is gradually reflected, and after a few moves. He finally fell behind and could not continue to support. But on the other side, Dao Xuan Zhenren's attack is becoming more and more sharp, and it is not difficult for Zhang Xiaofan to get out at this moment, but if he keeps fighting for a long time, I am afraid it will be unfavorable!

At the critical moment, another azure sword light suddenly joined the battle. The sword light of the sword is cold, but it is incomparably sharp, and the cultivation is not necessarily profound, but the momentum is amazing, and the blue light of the Dao breaks the gold and cracks the stone, and collapses the mountains. It's just unbelievable!

Zhang Xiaofan's pressure was greatly reduced for a while, and when he was distracted and watched carefully, he found that the woman who came later was clearly his acquaintance. Under the abyss of death, it is she who fights the enemy side by side with herself, life and death together, and in the Yuqing Palace, she is also uneasy, and she is even more disobedient to the master's will and is willing to protect herself. When I first met in that white dress, it was just a peerless silhouette in the Seven Veins Martial Arts Ring, but now, it has become the shadow that lies quietly in my memories.

He looked at her, speechless for a moment, and even the Soul Eater in his hand suddenly stopped...

"Senior Sister Lu."

Xiao Fan whispered, but he felt a little more guilty in his heart, just a thousand words, but now he couldn't say a word.

But Lu Xueqi didn't look back, the Tianya Divine Sword in her hand emitted a dazzling light, and under the struggle, the sharp sword light actually forced Dao Xuan Zhenren back for a while... Don't look back, it's not ruthless, it's not that there is no friendship, it's just that the emotion that has been buried by the ice and snow cold moon for a long time is really boiling too intense now, Lu Xueqi didn't dare to look back at the person who made her dream, she was afraid that as long as she took a look, she would no longer be able to hold the divine sword in her hand, and she would no longer be able to stop the crystal in the corner of her eye...

He's back, he's back.

At this moment, after three years of peerless sword dance, an ice heart is finally worth it.

"Concentrate."

Lu Xueqi opened her mouth, which was an instruction to Zhang Xiaofan, and even more to herself... Dao Xuan Zhenren's matter is not over yet, at this moment, she must not die here, and she must not let Zhang Xiaofan die like this.

A horizontal sword.

Tianya released ten thousand frosts!

… At the same moment, outside Tongtian Peak, another green glow also arrived soon after Zhang Xiaofan.

After leaving Tianyin Temple, Zhang Xiaofan naturally went straight to Qingyun Gate, but on the way, he had to pass through Zangfeng Zhai in Heyang City - the one who came here with him was the daughter of the Ghost King Sect Master, Baguio.

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In the next moment, countless Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples with torches and sharp blades in their hands, under the leadership of the three great disciples of the Poison God, rushed into the Poison God Spirit Hall with great momentum.

And after a moment of silence, the sound of angry shouts of killing resounded in the Viper Valley under the night, and suddenly swept through the entire valley.

The sound just now was obviously intentional by Cangsong Zhenren... And the purpose is naturally to cause such a struggle within the Ten Thousand Poisons Gate at the moment! Except for Qin Wuyan, the other three heirs each had their own ghosts, and once there was any trouble, it would obviously stimulate their nerves.

And in the midst of these changes, if someone wants to snatch the token of the head of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, it will naturally make them unbearable, so as long as this treasure seal is messed up, and the three parties commit suicide, it is already inevitable, and then the three parties will inevitably clash, and in this way, there is no way to avoid the war, no matter what calculations the Poison God and Qin Wuyan have, since the Ten Thousand Poison Gate can no longer be used by the Dire, so the Dire doesn't care about this and weakens most of the living power of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, and when the time comes, there is no need for him to do it himself, The other major lords in the Demon Sect would not miss such a good opportunity, and naturally swarmed up the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in one fell swoop!

"Whew!"

With a long breath of evil, Fan Xiong, the eldest disciple of the Poison God before his death, shook his hand viciously, throwing aside the corpse of a disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who had been scratched by him and had his brain split. The corpse flew through the air and slammed into the offering table in front of the mourning hall. Dropped.

It seems that there is a demon sneering in the underworld, or to make a sacrifice to the Poison God, the Demon Sect Master who killed people like a lot in his life, inside and outside the mourning hall where the Poison God's coffin is located, there is already a river of blood flowing at this moment, and there are corpses of Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples everywhere.

A thick smell of human blood wafted through the air.

Now. The three major disciples of the Poison God, Fan Xiong, Cheng Wuya, and Duan Rushan, have been fighting for a long time, except for some leaders who are highly profound, ordinary disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect have already suffered a lot of casualties, and the battle has made these three people who are fighting for power already have red eyes and almost fall into madness.

On the offering table in the mourning hall, the box containing the seal of the door master was still lying there quietly, looking at this qiē coldly.

As if he was tired of killing, the battle inside and outside the mourning hall gradually subsided. But the tense atmosphere is even more than that.

Surrounded by four strange-looking old men, his eyes flashed fiercely, looking at Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuyan who were separated in front of him, and sneered: "I said two senior brothers, are you still unwilling to stop, now except for a few old guys around you, who else can take it out?" ”

Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuya glanced at each other. They both saw a hint of despair in each other's scarlet eyes, and suddenly there was a strange sound in the mourning hall. The three factions, who had long been on guard against each other, immediately entered the mourning hall in a big way, for fear that if they were one step late, the door master seal letter would be stolen by others.

And under that chaotic situation, countless people rushed into the mourning hall, naturally thinking that the other party had premeditated to break the agreement and snatch the door master's seal, and they had already killed in a few words.

And so far. The result of the melee between the three factions finally became clear, the old third duan, who had always been weak, was like a mountain, but with the strong strength in his hands, he gradually overwhelmed Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuya.

Now. Except for the hundred poisons, vampire old demons, and Duanmu Old Ancestor who were still standing behind the two of them, there were less than ten people, and they had no more bargaining chips in their hands.

And Duan Rushan not only has the "Four Elders of the Poison Gate" around him as guards, but there are at least hundreds of people in the open and secret, among which there are many masters, and the strength of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect has always been strong, and sixty percent of it is in Duan Rushan's hands, more than before the war, which is really beyond their expectations.

Seeing that the defeat was decided, Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuyan's eyes were full of unwillingness, but after all, they couldn't say anything, seeing the appearance of the two senior brothers, Duan Rushan couldn't help laughing, he had always had two domineering senior brothers above him, and the master poison god below loved that Qin Wuyan even more, only he had always been ignored, and after enduring it for so many years, he could finally raise his eyebrows, how not to make him ecstatic.

Duan Rushan walked forward proudly, the four elders of the poison sect guarded around him, Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuyan watched him walk to the front of the offering table, standing in front of the box, one clenched his fist, the other clenched his teeth cracked, obviously extremely resentful in his heart.

However, in Duan Rushan's eyes, their anger at the moment was undoubtedly the winner's favorite appearance, and he even felt that it was with such a time above everyone that he had not wasted this life.

Duan Rushan laughed, his attitude was arrogant, and he proudly stretched out his hand and took the green box in his hand.

Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuya let out a low roar at the same time and took a step forward, but the four elders of the Poison Gate immediately turned to look at them, and at the same time, Duan Rushan's subordinates around them hula hula hugged them and surrounded them, and the two of them stared at the box in Duan Rushan's hand from a distance as if they wanted to spew fire in their eyes.

Duan Rushan's laughter was even more proud, and he proudly twisted the lock and opened the box, only to see that the golden silk inside the box was paved at the bottom, and a small dark brown seal was placed in the middle of the silk, and a lifelike little snake was carved above the seal.

Ten Thousand Poison God Seal.

Duan Rushan looked around arrogantly, his gaze lingered on Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuya's faces for a moment, and after fully enjoying the joy of the victor, Duan Rushan smiled, although this smile looked a little weird and fierce because of the blood splashed on his face, he picked up this Ten Thousand Poison Divine Seal and flipped it over. He had to take a good and careful look at this symbol that represented the supreme power of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. (To be continued......)