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Chapter 213: A Thousand People and a Thousand Faces

For this sudden change, everyone present was overwhelmed. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info they couldn't have imagined how a guy who had almost no chance of surviving suddenly appeared behind the star spirit.

Looking at the star spirit in his arms, who had almost lost his breath, the little dragon trembled, and a wave of anger that he had never felt before gradually burned from the bottom of his heart.

For Xiao Longyin, I'm afraid that everyone's life and death have nothing to do with him. Except for two people, one Nayan and the other Star Spirit.

The green scripture on the pretty face of the jade carving skyrocketed, and he gently put down the star spirit and glanced at Tan Zhen. The latter naturally knew and rushed up as soon as possible, "Leave it to me." ”

"How can you, how can you. Xiao Long Yin slowly raised his head, and a fire light gathered in his pupils, "How can you hurt her." ”

"Hmph!" the Thousand-Faced Yan Jun let out a cold sigh, his face changed again, and finally appeared in front of everyone with a new face. The strange thing is that the cyclone, which had disappeared completely, seemed to have completely recovered with the rebirth of the face.

Looking at the little girl below who was about the same size as himself, Thousand-faced Yan Jun just glanced at it, and then stared at the puddle of stagnant water below, as if looking at his new appearance.

"Still, I have to admit that you are very strong. Thousand-faced Yan Jun frowned, obviously a little dissatisfied with his current face, "If you can make me change my face several times, you will not die unjustly." ”

"A thousand people and a thousand faces?" Cai Ling, Bi Xiao's brows furrowed abruptly, became solemn, blurted out almost at the same time, glanced at each other, and then cast his gaze on the other party's cheeks again.

Legend has it that this thousand-faced Yan has a thousand different faces, and under each face lies a kind of power. No matter how badly wounded, as long as you change your face, you can be resurrected on the spot.

Impossible, how can this be true?" Cai Ling shook his head and said to himself in his heart.

Bixiao seemed to have the same doubts in her heart, and kept shaking her head. Turning his head to look at Cailing on the side, "Sister Cailing, it seems that the legend is true, what should we do next?"

For Bixiao's question, Cai Ling has been in deep thought, and doesn't seem to hear it. After the other party questioned again, he came back to his senses.

looked at Bixiao beside her in surprise, this woman has always been cold, she almost shot with me on the cliff that day, and today she actually called me a sister, it's really rare?

Although they have hardly spoken to each other on weekdays, they are also a little estranged and even have some misunderstandings. However, at this moment and that moment, the most important thing at this moment is this difficult guy in front of him.

"There is no such peculiar kung fu in the world. ”

"But ......"

"The snake's vitality is very tenacious, and it can be restored almost with any blow. But as long as you find the location of the seventh stage, you will definitely be able to kill it. Cai Ling's gaze froze on the thousand-faced Yan Jun and said firmly.

"And where is his life?"

"I'm afraid no one in the world will know. Cai Ling Liu frowned, seeing that Bi Xiao was a little disappointed, she continued, "But it doesn't matter, no matter how powerful the exercises are, there are flaws. ”

Although Ping Shen did not encounter such a difficult opponent, Bi Xiao saw hope from this not very popular Cai Ling, and his dignified pretty face slowly soothed, bit his lower lip, and asked softly,

"So what should I do?"

On weekdays, he always speaks with cynicism, but today he is so modest and cautious, which makes Decai Ling smile in such a tense and sad atmosphere.

Almost swept away, no one noticed, and no one would notice at this time.

"Ready, the little dragon is about to begin. Cai Ling felt the momentum rising in the air and turned her gaze to Xiao Long Yin, "Let's cooperate with her and launch the most intensive attack, paying attention to the parts he wants to protect the most." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Bixiao's cold and pretty face were raised, and she looked at Bixiao, feeling for the first time that this woman was really terrifying. Not the power is strong, but the combat experience and calm judgment.

"Whatever you are, come to your senses today. The little dragon let out a roar, and at the same time, his body burst out like lightning.

Looking at a series of phantoms, a sneer hung on the corner of Yan Jun's mouth, "Although the speed is fast, is this useful?"

At the same time, the palm of his hand waved vigorously against the ghostly figure, and suddenly a handprint of several zhang was formed out of thin air, covering it downward like a dark cloud.

The huge handprints glowed with red clouds, with a rumbling thunder, compressing the air together, forming an air pressure. The dust and rolling stones below split apart in all directions under this pressure, which shows what happens when you take this palm head-on.

Under the pressure of the huge palm print, the constantly flickering shadow seemed so small, like a dandelion in the wind, as long as a little force could make its fragrance disappear.

Tan Zhen frowned, although Xiaolongyin had never given himself a good face on weekdays, but to say that he fell in front of his eyes, it was also quite tormenting. But when I thought of having two unconscious friends, this thought was suddenly dispelled, and I had to silently bless him.

"Don't you want to make a move?" Bi Xiao's pupils closed, as if he saw the scene he didn't want to see, and turned his head and asked anxiously.

"Wait. In contrast, Cai Ling seemed much calmer at the moment. Slightly adjusting the cyclone, a guqin is already in his hand, ready to go.

When the huge palm print Taishan touched Qianying like a top, the thousand-faced Yan Jun raised his eyebrows, and the Qianying immediately turned into nothingness as soon as he touched it, and it was obvious that it was just an afterimage.

"It's so fast. Thousand-faced Yan Jun couldn't help but say.

However, as soon as the words fell, I felt an extremely powerful momentum approaching behind me. Suddenly, the body tilted, and a petite figure appeared in the pupil like lightning.

"Look for death!" Thousand-faced Yan Jun was suddenly horrified in his heart, and he shouted angrily, using his hand as a claw, and attacked towards the jade carving-like cheek.

The change between the lightning and flint made everyone's hearts that had just been relieved tense again. If he were an ordinary martial artist who saw it, he would definitely think that the Thousand-Faced Yan Jun had gone crazy and grabbed at the void.

However, just as the claws of the Thousand-Faced Yan Jun poked out, a distant piano sound suddenly sounded in his ears. Its sound is like melting ice and snow in early spring, and it is like a golden cicada chirping in summer, and it is even more endless ghosts crying.

The ever-changing sound of the piano makes the blood of the soul coagulate, and the soul is amazed.

Thousand-faced Yan Jun shook his head, and the momentary loss of consciousness made the pretty shadow in front of him disappear again. And in between these breaths, a sense of oppression arose above his head.

Suddenly raised his head, the endless black chain was like a waterfall falling from the sky, the speed was so fast, the momentum was so strong, it was bound to smash all the stubborn stones that blocked.

The corners of his mouth let out a cold snort, and the thousand-faced Yan Jun looked at the black chain falling above his head, his eyes closed suddenly, and he opened them again, and changed his appearance again in front of everyone's eyes.

The delicate skin, the pupils like the deep sea, the high upturned bridge of the nose, the emaciated cheeks, and the finger-length blue hair stood up high, and he was alive and vigorous as a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

The sudden change did not make the black chain with an icy aura stop moving, and in the blink of an eye, it was less than a centimeter away from the top of the head of the Thousand-Faced Yan Jun.

"Swift!"

There was a low drink in the air, and Yan Jun disappeared in front of him, as if dissolved in the air, and the black chain could only be pounced.

Everyone looked around, how fast it was, there was no sound, no afterimage, and even no spatial fluctuations, and it felt like people had disappeared out of thin air.