Rumble!

The tenth dull thunderous voice suddenly sounded, but there was no trace of blood spilled out, and the figures of the golden crow and the hovering ice phoenix gradually blurred, and the black clouds that were originally like weeds and could not be burned again began to dissipate on their own, as if the rain had passed and the sky was clear, and the power of the soul power on the stage that heavily blocked the sight began to be withdrawn, and the figures of Zi Chengevil and Le Shutu were also slowly manifested. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Le Shutu's robe had been blown up as early as the moment he refined himself into a totem avenue, so at this moment he was naked, and his arms, which originally carried the power of pure yang and pure yin, had also returned to their normal color, and the lines of life and death were long gone, only blood lines appeared on the surface of his broken body, and his hair was also bloody, as if it had been soaked from a pool of blood, which looked extremely terrifying.

Zi Chengxie's situation is not much better than him, the original green clothes have been damaged for most of the time, because of the bloodstains, it looks even more messy, and the evil qi that has just been running around has also converged into the body, and the breath of the whole person has become restrained.

Le Shutu held the knife in his left hand, the knife was scattered, and the blade was dim, Zi Chengxie held the sword in his right hand, and the sword body was dark, like a person who fell into the mire, he couldn't see the appearance of the body clearly, and the evil spirit lingered around, which was even more weird.

The two of them stood with their backs to each other, several feet apart.

This distance may seem close, but it is actually very far away, because it represents the distance between life and death.

Between life and death, how can it be so easy to cross?

"Who won? Who won?" the question came to everyone's minds almost at the same time, but the bodies of the two people on the stage were as motionless as sculptures, so that they did not know the outcome for a long time.

There is only one exception.

Zi Chengxie obviously also discovered the existence of this person, his figure was still standing in place, but his eyes moved in an imperceptible way, he slowly spoke, his voice became low and hoarse, as if he had exhausted his last strength: "You are here." ”

The inexplicable and wonderful three words caused many people to be stunned.

"I'm coming. But Zi Chengxi's words were answered, and the source of the sound was in an inconspicuous corner around the Life and Death Terrace.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw that the other party was a young man in white with a long sword on his back, with a handsome face, but he was very unfamiliar.

The so-called knowing his name but not seeing his person is probably like this.

Qin Cang didn't hear it, just quietly stared at Zi Chengxie on the stage.

Zi Chengxie didn't turn around, but he still sensed Qin Cang's gaze, so he smiled and said, "My battle with Le Shutu, have you seen it clearly?"

Qin Cang nodded and responded lightly.

"Very good, in the next few battles, I hope you can also see clearly, Senior Brother Qin of Wujian Peak. Zi Chengxie did not directly mention Qin Cang's name, but in his words, he deliberately emphasized the three words Wu Jianfeng.

There was no shortage of delicate people present, and they soon understood Qin Cang's identity.

"He is Qin Cang, the newly acquired personal disciple of the Lord of Wujian Peak. Someone in the crowd soon shouted.

However, their eyes did not keep their eyes on Qin Cang, because the next moment there was a sound of someone falling down on the stage of life and death, but it was not Zi Chengxie who fell, at this moment he had already turned around and looked at Qin Cang with an indescribable deep meaning in his eyes.

"Leshutu is dead!"

Looking at Le Shutu lying in a pool of blood, someone in the crowd quickly woke up.

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Le Shutu fell in response, like a tree trunk that had been uprooted by someone and fell to the ground, unable to return to its original appearance, the bloodstains left by his previous battle with Zi Chengxie had already gathered into a stream at this moment, and the bright red on the life and death platform made of silver and jade was particularly obvious. The totem avenue on his body had also been cut to pieces, and the scattered totem secret patterns were hidden in his veins and meridians like frightened insects.

It's just that it's useless, and Leshutu no longer has the ability to reactivate these totem secret patterns, because he is already a dead man.

Zi Chengxi's gaze inadvertently looked at Le Shutu who fell in a pool of blood, and only stopped for a moment before moving it away, no matter how extraordinary and amazing a person was before, after his death, everything lost the value of attention, Zi Chengxie always thought so.

Le Shutu is a disciple of an elder in the Blood Sword Peak, and that elder is still in retreat, so he did not come to watch this battle of life and death, but there are quite a few other disciples of the Blood Sword Peak present, and there are a few people who are quite familiar with Le Shutu. They quickly came up and carried away Leshutu's body, and Zi Chengxie stood with his hands in his hands, not caring about the scene, even though he vaguely sensed that there was unkindness in the eyes of those people.

This could not affect his state of mind at all, the younger generation in the Qingyun Sword Pavilion, there were not many people who could be valued by him, and these people who could only wait and see from the audience and did not dare to fight on stage naturally could not enter his vision.

Zi Chengxie's eyes were still staring at Qin Cang intentionally or unintentionally, and his eyes were full of strong anticipation, but this emotion was quickly restrained by him, because he knew that before Qin Cang, he still needed to face four more opponents, Xun Wenyan, Reng Fangfeng, Jun Moxian, and Su Jiechen.

Now, it's Xun Wenyan's turn.

Zi Chengxie coughed lightly, and the spiritual power in his body was slowly released, gradually repairing the damage to his clothes, and then he looked at the audience and said, "Brother Xun, it's your turn." ”

Xun Wenyan walked out when he heard this, but he did not walk to the stage of life and death as quickly as Fuzigui and Le Shutu, but stayed under the stage for a while, he was dressed as a scribe and a Confucian scholar, and there was a bit of scholarly temperament between his eyebrows, but he frowned tightly at the moment, his face was sad, and he hesitated, as if he was hesitating about something.

"Brother Xun is not afraid. Seeing this scene, Zi Chengxie immediately smiled.

Xun Wenyan shook his head: "Although Brother Zi's strength is strong, even if he kills Fuzigui and Le Shutu, he is not a cowardly person, but Brother Zi, you have experienced two major battles in a row, and your spiritual power has been consumed a lot, and you are injured. ”

Zi Chengxie smiled again: "It's Chengxie who spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, since Brother Xun is such a gentleman, let me breathe a stick of incense time, and then you and I will fight again, how about it?"

"Is a stick of incense enough?" Xun Wenyan asked.

Zi Chengxie nodded slowly, although the power of Le Shutu's previous move was strong, it was entangled by the endless glow, and he couldn't concentrate all his strength on one point, so that in the end, he didn't break through the protective spiritual power around him, and the injuries caused to him were very limited. It's just that he lost a lot of spiritual power in the process of this collision, although the time of a pillar of incense is not long, but the spiritual skills he cultivates are special, and he can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Hanging Mountain itself, so it is basically enough to restore spiritual power.

"In that case, then it will be ...... in the next place" Xun Wenyan was about to agree to give Zi Chengxie a stick of incense time to breathe and recover, but before he finished speaking, a worn-out straw shoe flew from behind his head, like a flying knife spinning in the air, from time to time making a popping sound that cut through the air, which seemed to be mixed with a different smell.

Xun Wenyan looked stunned, but he also reacted quickly, and as soon as his body deviated, he was about to pass past the straw sandal, but the worn-out straw sandal seemed to have eyes, and it was extremely tricky, and it twisted in the void in a strange arc, and then slapped on the back of Xun Wenyan's head.

It was like being smashed by a hammer, Xun Wenyan felt pain in his heart, Rao was always mild-tempered, and he was attacked by others with a straw shoe in broad daylight, and he couldn't help but have a fire in his heart, but before he could lose his temper, a violent voice came from behind him.

"Okay, you elm pimple, have you forgotten all the things that Lao Tzu taught you before? Take advantage of his illness and ask him to die, you can't do such a simple reason, and you still learn from others to pretend to be gentlemen and talk about etiquette. I'll give you a second uncle! Your little life is going to be gone, and you still talk about etiquette, you little rabbit cub really doesn't let Lao Tzu worry!"

This voice fell in Xun Wenyan's ears, which immediately made him frightened, his face was as stiff as iron, Xun Wenyan only felt a chill in his back, as if he was blown by a cold current, and the elegant form of the previous humble gentleman was gone, like a frightened bird, he subconsciously wanted to use his body to escape away, and even the decisive battle with Zi Chengevil was left behind by him, but how could his speed be compared to the speed of a person?

The soles of the man's feet were windy, and the afterimages were all over the void, and before everyone could see his figure clearly, he had already come to Xun Wenyan's face, and then he stretched out one hand and buckled it on Xun Wenyan's shoulder, as if he had grabbed a chicken, no matter how Xun Wenyan's spiritual power urged, he could not break free from his palm.

Only then did everyone see the figure of the person who came clearly, only to see that he looked sixty, with dark skin, it was an ordinary old man in cloth, his palms were covered with calluses, and his knuckles were thick, which was twice as large as ordinary people, and the most striking thing was not his fingers, but his feet, this old man's dress was also full of personality, his left foot was wearing a gray cloth shoe, and his right foot was naked, but its size seemed to be very consistent with the worn straw sandal that hit the back of Xun Wenyan's head.

"Old man Xun Lie Xun of Demon Sword Peak, why is he here too?"

"Hehe, it is rumored that this Elder Xun has a very hot temper, and Xun Wenyan are two extremes, although the two are grandsons and have blood relatives, but they often have disputes because of disagreements, he suddenly appeared, but there is a good show!"

After seeing that it was Xun Lie, there were a lot of gloating voices in the crowd.

Although Qin Cang was some distance away from these people, his soul power was not weak, and his perception was extremely keen, so he quickly saw the person who was coming, only to see that this Elder Xun Lie Xun of the Demon Sword Peak was furious, his hair stood on end slightly, and one palm grabbed Xun Wenyan's collarbone like iron tongs, it seemed to be just a random movement, but it accurately blocked the spiritual power in Xun Wenyan's body, so that the latter could not break free, and could only turn back slowly.

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