The bronze masked man stood in the wind, his pitch-black robe, as if hidden in the night sky, extremely mushy.

The breeze is gentle, and the cold is soaked. The bronze masked man struck a few palms into the void, a big whirlwind, and those two arms, as if with a thousand powers, stirred in the mud and sand, dragging a faint brilliance.

Su Xingchen was stunned, and saw that the bronze masked man was as fixed as a mountain, attacking like a tiger leaping over a dragon, although his movements were slow, he was impeccable, and he was comparable to the superb skills of the Dragon Capture Emperor!

The figure of the bronze masked man faded into the night sky, as if it had become an illusory figure. Slowly, I saw that in his phantom, like a snake fading, a dignified figure came out and slowly sat down on the ground.

Su Xingchen was dumbfounded, what kind of magical martial arts is this?

The bronze masked man sat completely on the ground, not moving at all, but the figure condensed in front of him was still attacking like the wind, and the royal aura was overflowing!

"Su Xingchen, this is the phantom of Benhou's Soul Mansion. The farther away the soul shadow is from Ben Hou's body, the lower the imperial qi it exerts. If you step back three feet and three points away, at this moment, the phantom of Benhou's Soul Mansion will be able to use the second heaviest imperial qi of Benhou's Soul Breathing Realm. ”

The bronze masked man sat on the ground, his eyes were bright, and a faint light shot out, shining on the phantom of the soul mansion, only to see that the soul shadow seemed to be more than fifty years old, with a thin face, white hair, and between gestures, it was completely no different from a real person!

Su Xingchen retreated more than ten steps according to his words, and was about to speak, only to see the Bronze Mask Man's Soul Mansion Phantom Shadow Coming to the wind, and it had already waved his palm in mid-air! Almost instantly, the Bronze Mask Man exhaled and shouted, "One!"

Su Xingchen had already made preparations, and even if he had a remorse for Kanglong, he would return a move. The palm of his right palm was as strong as a shield, and it slammed into the palm shadow of the phantom of the Soul Mansion.

Su Xingchen only felt the power of this palm, and it hit the cotton pile smoothly, and the opponent's phantom only stagnated slightly, and then rebounded, and before Su Xingchen could make another palm, the phantom hit with his right palm, and then jumped in mid-air, his legs and six kicks in a row, as fast as lightning and thunder. Su Xingchen waved out a palm and regretted it, but the power of his left palm was still there, and he blocked seven palms in a row, and the sound like bursting beans was endless!

The bronze masked man cheered: "Good palm technique! Second!" The phantom of the Soul Mansion was stretched into a long phantom, and suddenly it had arrived in front of Su Xingchen's eyes, and the tips of the noses of the two masks were no longer more than a few feet away!

Although Su Xingchen's move has offense and defense, he still hasn't practiced to the point where he captures the Dragon Emperor's ten moves and moves at will, and he has no room to change his moves to resist the enemy, and he can't even turn his mind, how can he deal with the lightning continuous attack of the Soul Mansion Phantom of the Bronze Mask Man?

Su Xingchen's instinct and mind seemed to be completely separated. For a while, he couldn't think of a way to resist the enemy, but the instinct in his body and the sea of consciousness showed his most skillful move like mercury at that moment of lightning and fire!

"Divine Dragon Change!"

Su Xingchen's lips did not move, and his breath did not breathe, but the light and shadow were like electricity, flowing in the sea of consciousness.

Fingers, bows, knives, stepping on the ground, riding the wind, rushing palms......

The divine dragon transformed into six martial arts and poured out. The vicissitudes of imperial qi turned into 10,000 shares of battle intent, and along the veins of the dragon, it shot out in the ten thousand orifices around the body!

His figure, in an instant, rose up, dodged the sharp phantom of the Soul Mansion, and had cyan wings on his back, like a war eagle, swooping out in the sky!

Sword qi, arrow shadow, sword light, earthquake, dragon wood mad knife, one after another, hit the bronze mask man's Shenyuan phantom.

The power of the Divine Dragon Transformation was so strong that it was not as strong as the Dragon Emperor's hand, but it was unexpected and wonderful, and it still caught the Bronze Mask Man off guard. He was familiar with all the martial arts of the six sects of the Divine Dragon, but he had never seen the Divine Dragon Transformation of the six sects of martial arts fused into one.

For a moment, the Shenyuan Phantom was a little scrambling. This phantom was originally a condensation of imperial qi, even if it was sword qi, the arrow shadow would not hurt the bronze masked man when it hit the body. But thinking that he was arrogant, if he was injured by Su Xingchen's sword qi, it would be absolutely unacceptable to him.

The bronze masked man didn't expect Su Xingchen to be able to dodge his ghost-like shadow. His bronze masked man's eyes were faint, glowing with a clear yellow light, but he saw that the phantom of the soul mansion a few feet away condensed into a clear yellow color, and then in an instant, it was like a crumble, and it was scattered into nothingness!

The fierce sword qi, the icy and piercing ice arrow power, and the violent dragon wood sword technique bombarded the ground into a big pit, and the gray fog opened the sky!

Su Xingchen exerted the extreme of the stars, his body was already flying in the sky, and suddenly felt the wind behind his head, and a vine as thick as a child's arm quietly wrapped up from the crown of a big tree next to him, tightly circled his neck, and hung him in the air!

Su Xingchen was short of breath when he landed, and was about to cut off the vine with his backhand, but how could he have the space to deal with the others when he was in a master duel? His body fell straight down, and the phantom of the Soul Mansion in front of him floated in mid-air, and his right palm cut over silently, and the imperial qi was like a knife, and the imperial vein aura in his chest was blocked when he landed.

"Four!" the bronze masked man snorted.

The vines are like snakes, gradually loosening. Su Xingchen fell to the ground, numb and unable to move. He was lucky enough to resist the qi, and it took a long time to feel that the depression in his chest was gradually disappearing, and the frustration in his heart was beyond measure.

"This ...... This is not fair!" Su Xingchen was indignant in his heart, just now he unexpectedly cast a divine dragon transformation, which caught the other party off guard. So many attacks, all at once. The phantom of the soul mansion is not an entity, it all relies on the condensation of the soul of the bronze mask person, and it will disperse when it is said to be scattered, and it will be condensed when it is said to be condensed. The phantom of the soul mansion couldn't avoid the sword qi and arrow shadows in the sky at all, so he scattered the phantom like a scoundrel, and drove the vines with the wood imperial qi, and silently attacked Su Xingchen!

The bronze masked man laughed and said, "You should make all preparations against the ghost of the enemy's Soul Mansion! The so-called soldiers are not tired of cheating, and if you lose, you will lose." If it weren't for Ben Hou's Soul Mansion Phantom just now, do you think that with Ben Hou's body of the Buddha, you wouldn't be able to catch your sword qi and arrow shadow in the sky? Although the style you just now is wonderful, the power is far less than your palm skill. It is very unwise to give up the big and take the small in this way. ”

Su Xingchen was speechless, thinking secretly, when it comes to combat experience, he is completely a young man, and he was able to suddenly counterattack just now, completely because the other party had never expected such a wonderful martial art as the Divine Dragon Transformation, and he caught the other party off guard.

Even if he has worked hard for more than ten days, he has only cultivated the Dragon Emperor's hand, and he only has one palm, and he has no power to fight back. It seems that it is still too far from the realm of masters. He was extremely depressed for a while, looking at the sea of clouds rolling under his feet, the snow was dazzling, and he felt that all his hard work and diligence had come to naught!

There are only five days left until the final period. The bronze masked man said coldly: "Su Xingchen, you can spend this five-day period well." If you are no longer defeated, you should know that Benhou will do what he says!"

Su Xingchen wiped the snow from a boulder on the side of the mountain and sat down.

"I will not be willing to die like this!" Su Xingchen bit his lip, and the voice in his heart was as hard as iron, "But...... But what is the way to break his Soul Mansion Phantom? My Dragon Capture Emperor's hand wins with strength, but his Soul Mansion Phantom is not at all. He was so fast, I didn't even have time to cast the second palm, the third palm...... I only have five days, but I can only make it to four!"

"Shi Niang, I don't know where Shi Niang is now...... Su Xingchen's gentle and charming smile appeared in front of Shi Niang Ji Susu's eyes, and the chill in her heart was slightly dissipated, "She must have returned to the Imperial Sword Sect...... And now that he has survived the tribulation, he has broken through the eighth level of the Soul Hidden Realm......"

Murong Longyuan's face, which was as calm as water and never showed joy or anger, suddenly appeared in front of him, and it was actually lingering!

"Why didn't Master come to save her?" Su Xingchen thought secretly, "In this world, only I really love her......" He was heartbroken, he had never used such words to determine the feeling in his heart. "I can do anything for her, and no one can stop me, including Master!"

The tender love and strong disgust in his heart were intertwined, making him no longer calm. Su Xingchen concentrated on cultivating the Cangming Divine Technique, but he couldn't calm his mind, and practiced a few more tricks to capture the Dragon Emperor's hand, and couldn't help but say: "No, I can't even concentrate the central spirit to practice martial arts!"

Su Xingchen's heart moved, and he secretly thought that if he couldn't defeat this bronze masked man this time, he would definitely die, so he was worried in his heart and wanted to see the last side of his master?

He naturally doesn't want to die, but he is not afraid of death! If in this life, he can be the one he loves in this life, and he can throw away his head, why not die?!

Su Xingchen Huo Ran stood up, his face was blood-red!

The Bronze Masked Man had already gone away, disappearing into the depths of the hilltop jungle ahead, leaving no trace.

Su Xingchen drew a line of words with a tree branch in the snow: After five days, he should fight with the king on the peak, and the one who breaks his word will be punished by man and god!

He threw the branches off the cliff and hurried down the mountain. The longing in his heart was hard to contain, and he rushed down, and for a while, the withered snow was stimulated by his surging royal energy, and rolled down behind him, forming a rolling snow dragon!

The small building in the wind and rain was already empty when people went to the "building", leaving only a robe of their own, neatly folded and placed in the small bamboo building. On the five walls, some fresh purple leaves and yellow flowers were replaced, and the handwriting left by himself on the trunk in front of the building, the word "phantom", was drawn a circle, but I don't know what it means.

Su Xingchen gently stroked the phantom word, and his eyes were already blurred with tears.

"Master, I must tell you, you wait!" Su Xingchen jumped up, gently patted the giant beast and little fish in the sea who was still guarding the small building, and floated down the mountain in his clothes.

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