Jiang Chen's fingers ran down his forearm and touched the spell that was as thin as a cicada's wings.

The patterns are fine, the talisman is mysterious, and the way the Lingqi operates is beyond Jiang Chen's comprehension, with his level of third-order "Dongyuan" Qi cultivation, if he wants to understand the principle of this talisman in half a day, it is tantamount to an idiot's dream.

But Jiang Chen didn't need to understand it, the destruction was far simpler than the structure.

He groaned slightly, his fingers slowly brushing it over, leaving a faint red mark in his pass, and the red pen rune disappeared without a trace.

"It hurts a little." The cuckoo's arm trembled slightly.

Jiang Chen snorted, this young man spent his energy to erase the spell, how can he care if you are in pain or not.

He grabbed the cuckoo's other arm and repeated the trick.

"It's a little itchy, crispy and numb, it feels weird......" The cuckoo said indistinctly, "Oh, you slow down, don't ...... so hard"

Jiang Chen sweated on his forehead when he heard this, and he was glad that a layer of space partition had been arranged in advance, otherwise it would be impossible to wash it if others heard it.

After tearing off the charm on the cuckoo's left arm, he let go of his hands and said in a deep voice: "Now that you can recover at least half of your strength, it should be no problem to be here alone!" ”

"And the two ...... on his legs," the cuckoo lowered his head, his face flushed.

"I'll get the rest later!" Jiang Chen said, waved her hand to silence, and observed the movement in the sky intently.

When the position of the shock turned around and gradually went north, Jiang Chen withdrew the spatial fault, and the person swept up like an arrow from the string.

Gandharva was aimlessly bombing the surrounding buildings, when she suddenly turned her head with a feeling, and saw a figure leaping out of the well, like a furious arrow rushing towards her.

That figure looked familiar, and it was the culprit who had been haunting her countless nightmares over the past few days!

The enemy, who was eager to eat his flesh and drink his blood, appeared alive in front of him, and Gandharva felt like an electric shock all over her body, and her heart beat wildly like a drum.

"Uh-"

Jiang Chen's left arm swung forward, and a straight fist without any fancy punches broke through the air, and the sound of the fist wind rubbing the air was like a muddy sound in the mouth of an evil tiger, and the strength hit and scraped his cheeks, and he also escaped a fierce beast with teeth and claws.

Gan Dapo leaned back, avoiding the enemy's sharpest tip, and played quickly with both hands on her waist, only to hear a series of rapid shocks, Jiang Chen's punch was full of holes in an instant, leaking countless thin holes.

But behind that fierce fist, Jiang Chen's figure had long since disappeared.

Ganda Po was stunned for a moment, only to realize that this seemingly lethal attack was just a false shot from the other party, and by the time she gathered her spirit to defend against this blow, the people had already fled.

Jiang Chen deceived Qiandapo's attention, and at this time he had run more than ten zhang away, and was about to climb over a wall, when he suddenly heard a sneering chuckle in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that the aura around him fluctuated according to a certain rhythm, and at the same time, it also caused a certain force in Jiang Chen's body to start working.

After a short moment, the rhythm of his breathing and pulse did not have time to change, but his body had been lifted by some invisible big hand and thrown into the air.

The murderous aura of the King of Equality was raging, and it was welcoming him in mid-air.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath with difficulty, stepped on a fulcrum somewhere in the void, and the castration stopped halfway, and rolled down to the side in a hurry.

"Boom!"

An inky black curtain of light almost brushed his body and bombarded down, and the stinky air that stirred up tossed him up and tossed him aside.

Taking advantage of the wind, Jiang Chen rolled in the air several times in a row, and took the opportunity to launch a "space jump", flashed to the back of a house, and when he stepped on the ground, he could stabilize his center of gravity.

Then a deafening loud bang was heard, and the house behind it was torn apart by a giant hammer, and the masonry was splashed.

Jiang Chen hurried a few steps, broke through the space again and escaped into the distance.

"Leave it for me!"

Wang Ping smiled and waved his hand, and more than a dozen inky black and gloomy ancient seals appeared behind him, circling around him.

Under the glow of the Netherworld Rune, a dark and dull black cloud condensed and formed, enveloping Jiang Chen's place.

This blow covered an area of more than ten zhang of the entire street, Jiang Chen had nowhere to hide, he stomped heavily under his feet, and his body rose from the ground, instead facing the black clouds.

Seeing that his figure was about to be engulfed by the black clouds, his figure suddenly shook, disappeared like a reflection in the water, and once again he had already penetrated the black clouds and jumped into the air.

The fierce voice of the King of Equality came from the side: "Let me fall into reincarnation!" ”

In an instant, the terrible ghost cry rose from the ground, piercing the eardrums.

I don't know how many unjust souls were whistling in the void, and the terrible cry was condensed like a spike, piercing into the depths of Jiang Chen's soul.

Jiang Chen's heartbeat skipped a beat, and his blood and qi surged, and it was difficult to calm down the chaos.

A pale and slender finger of King Ping raised and nodded towards Jiang Chen's eyebrows, who had no time to turn around to resist.

"Doom Finger"!

With that finger shooting, the real world drifted away, the gate of the Yellow Spring opened from this, the bloody remnant sun of dusk suddenly dimmed, and the world in Jiang Chen's eyes was swallowed up by the netherworld.

A soul-seducting aura came along the way, seeping into Jiang Chen's empty and unprepared spiritual platform, impacting his consciousness in waves.

"Duh!" Jiang Chen opened his mouth and stopped drinking.

It was the supreme method of the high monk Yun Chong to repel the demons in one word, but it was a little condensed by Jiang Chen.

The breath of the King of Equality was only slightly blocked, and then continued to attack.

He wants to seep into my consciousness and take over my body! Jiang Chen knew that this was already the first line of life and death, and if he had any reservations, the fire of his life would be like a broken candle in a raging storm, and it would be extinguished when it was blown.

He took a deep breath, the heat in his chest rose, and he sighed: "Stop!" ”

This is exactly the mantra on the "Stop" tablet.

Even though Yun Chong's method had a thousand sequelae, and might even affect Jiang Chen's heart, he had no choice but to use it at this fateful moment.

The King of Equality also exerted his magical powers, completely removing the violent killing intent, only the viscous blood light on his fingertips condensed into a thick black dot, devouring the light of the surrounding world.

He knew that his physique was not as good as Jiang Chen, so he directly launched a spiritual impact, intending to strip Jiang Chen's soul.

Jiang Chen didn't dodge or dodge, his eyes widened, and his left hand reached out and waved violently in front of him.

"Buzz—"

I only heard countless noisy sounds in the void, like dozens of swarms of wasps gathering together to flutter their wings. Suddenly, the world around him became more blurred.

King Equal's eyes widened in surprise.

As a spellcaster, all the changes in this small world should be under his control, but now he found that he was also hallucinating in front of his eyes, and he gradually couldn't see Jiang Chen's appearance clearly-

No! It's not that he can't see Jiang Chen's appearance clearly, but Jiang Chen's figure is retreating farther and farther, and in a blink of an eye, he has reached the infinite distance of the sky.

As far as the eye of the King of Equality could see, only a small figure at the end of the sky remained.

The distance between the two is growing infinitely.

Within an inch, the end of the world!

But in the sense of the Equal King, Jiang Chen was always within the attack range of his spell.

The King of Equality immediately understood that this was an illusion caused by "space distortion".

He snorted coldly: "It's just a trick to get an eye, and the class has an axe!" ”

The right hand castrated non-stop, still heading towards the set target.

As if a thin barrier had been broken, a little ghostly light shot straight through the fingertips, and the breath of death was pressuring, tearing apart the distance of space in the illusion, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed the end of the world, and stabbed in front of the small figure in the sky.

The man turned around in a hurry, unable to dodge, and was about to be hit by a finger and die in bliss.

At this time, the King of Equality also saw the man's face, which turned out to be exactly the same face as himself. Just as he had seen countless times in the mirror, the image in the mirror was doing the same thing as himself.

He was stunned for a moment, and a strange feeling flooded his heart.

'Is this an illusion?' It's almost as real as fake! ’

He suppressed the distractions and continued to stab with his right index finger.

The other party's fingers were also handed to him at the same time, and the two touched, as if they had touched a cold mirror.

'Is it a mirror?' ’

"Click, click......" There was a faint tremor in the void.

The King of Equality had no time to discern what was causing this trembling sound, and when he clicked on the other man, he was shocked to find that the cold and eerie sensation coming from that finger was so familiar, as ...... Just like himself.

He bounced my "Finger of Doom" back! There was a bang in the head of the King of Equality, and a great panic hit him.

At this time, Gandharva rushed over!

With determination and awareness, the god of music broke through the sky with a strong wind.

Seeing that the two equal kings were fighting, she did not hesitate at all, the sound of the pipa sounded like a torrential rain, and the sound of slaughter bombarded the two of them without distinguishing between the enemy and me.

The means by which the two equal kings received were completely different.

The man on the left opened his palms, and a thick inky ghost mist rushed out from between his palms, entangled in the terrifying grimaces of countless blue-faced fangs, and struck down the qin sound one by one with his teeth and claws.

The man on the right rolled on the ground and fled.

The sound of the pipa swept by, and the "spatial mirror" cracked into pieces in silence, and the camouflage peeled off layer by layer, revealing Jiang Chen's face.

His face was so pale that there was not a trace of blood, and his eyes were full of light, as if he had fallen into a state of running out of oil and lamps.

Gandharpo sneered.

Playing with no hands, the sound of the piano is like a sword.

The sword chased after the figure that fled into the distance, pouring out all the grief and indignation.

For a moment, the sky was shrouded in white lightning.

Jiang Chen took a sharp breath, his body jumped in the frost and cold sword light, and in an instant, he pierced the lightning with extreme momentum and speed, and forcibly crossed the eight-zhang long sky and flew down to the corner of the eaves.

"Die!"

Gandharva's eyebrows were upside down, her index finger and thumb twisted together, and she vigorously stretched an invisible string, and then flicked it down.

A huge and incomparable string sound sword light shot out from the void, and in an instant, it swept over a distance of dozens of zhang, catching up with Jiang Chen's back.

As far as the sword qi came, the brick wall at the corner of the eaves was as if rendered by ice and snow, and it was white.

The gold and stone are broken, and the soul returns to the west.

The unrivaled sword qi passed through the middle of the small figure without hindrance, and the sharp light split the body in half, and then dissipated like light smoke—it was just an afterimage left by Jiang Chen.

A grim smile that had just curled up at the corners of Gandharva's mouth froze under such circumstances.

Then she heard a chuckle of "huh".

A cold and vicious murderous aura had silently wrapped around her body.

That murderous aura was completely different from Jiang Chen's breath, extremely feminine, weird and inexplicable, erratic, hazy, but it made Qiandapo's cold hair stand on end.

"Who?" Gandharva was horrified.

In addition to the three people who are fighting, there is another hidden master in the vicinity!

But the murderous aura only lasted for a short moment, and then dissipated in the air, as if it had never appeared.

Gan Dapo didn't care about looking for clues, so she rushed forward and rushed to the place where Jiang Chen had just landed, but she could still see half a figure.

Looking back, the King of Equality was still frozen in place, not moving.

"What a daze!" Gandharva was furious.

King Ping rubbed his eyebrows, raised his head and glanced around: "Ran away?" ”

"If you can keep up, how can he run!" Gandharva's silver teeth clenched and gurgled.

King Ping spread out his hand: "There was a strange murderous aura that locked me just now, how dare I be distracted." ”

He looked at Gandharva, his eyes sharpened, "But I seem to remember that when I was fighting him, you attacked me?" ”

"It's too late to tell, that's all." Gandharpo said coldly.

"Aren't you afraid of killing me together?"

"As long as you can kill him, anyone's life is worth the price."

…………

The warring parties left one after the other.

In the devastated backyard that remained, the Black Iron Knight stood for a long time, gradually waking up from his deep sleep.

"This is ......"

He suddenly covered his forehead and let out a groan of pain.

Countless images hit his mind, although it was only a short moment just now, his memory seemed to have been cut into countless pieces, as long as he thought about it a little, his head cracked.

The Black Iron Knight tried to take two steps forward, but his legs went numb, he lost his center of gravity, and fell to the ground, shaking like a wobble.

His fingers gripped the ground, embedded deep in the stones.

The scene in front of him began to blur, and he began to feel a sense of fluttering, a sign that his soul was about to leave his body.

He knew that he was moving farther and farther away from this world.

The pair of dog men and women of the Futu Sect would not allow him to go back and report to Qingmo and them. So when controlling him with the sound of the piano, let his life start counting down.

'Even if I am wiped out, then Fang Zhan must have ......'

Biting the tip of his tongue, the Black Iron Knight decided to do something in the last moments of his life.

The divine light in his eyes became dimmer and dim, but his consciousness retained a little clarity.

He vaguely heard Qingmo's roar: on the outskirts of the city, miles apart, three comrades-in-arms squatted next to the corpse of the Silver Knight, angrily shouting Jiang Chen's name, and swearing to the death!

The dignified Twilight Knight, but was assassinated by the villain, and even became a murderous weapon in the hands of others?

The Black Iron Knight couldn't get up, and struggled to tear off a corner of his soap robe, dipped the blood from his mouth and nose, and began to write on the cloth.

Not far away, next to the well, a petite figure was timidly watching this scene.

After hesitating for a while, she finally mustered up the courage to step forward: "You...... Do you want to find a Langzhong? ”

The Black Iron Knight's eyes widened, and it took him a long time to barely recognize the familiar face: "Cuckoo Girl......"

His throat was hoarse as if a ball of iron had been stuffed, "He didn't take you away?" ”

"They didn't know where they went, and I waited stupidly for a long time." The cuckoo bit his lip angrily, and his gaze fell back on the Black Iron Knight's face, "Don't you really need to find a Langzhong?" I feel like your face is a little bad......"

The Black Iron Knight let out a dry laugh: "I'm going to die, and the gods can't save me." ”

"Huh?" The cuckoo covers his mouth.

Although when she was on the road, she wished that this guy would be killed by lightning earlier, but now that she saw that he was really about to die in front of her eyes, her heart was inevitably filled with a thin sadness.

"Do you have any other wishes? What do you have to say to your family......?"

"Little girl, come here, this thing, please help me bring it to Qingmo ......" The Black Iron Knight twisted his face and slowly raised the blood book in his hand.

In the middle of his words, his heart in his chest suddenly beat sharply, bang, bang, like a drum, injecting vitality into his withered body, and suddenly making his vision extremely clear.

The girl's sad and puzzled face really caught his eye.

It's a return to light, and it brings an unusual throbbing.

"Danger!" He let out the last roar of his life.

The heart was beating like thunder, and the blood veins were flowing backwards, brutally penetrating into the limbs and hundreds of bones.

He got up quickly, pushed the girl next to him hard, and threw himself into the distance with all his might.

"Bang!"

The burly body failed to hit the ground, and exploded in mid-air, sending flesh and blood flying and fragments of organs scattered everywhere.

The cuckoo didn't come back to his senses when it was overturned by the strong wind.

I just got up when I was hit in the face by something.

She looked at it and saw that it was a piece of intestines, hanging from the door of her head.

"Ah————h

She frantically threw the piece away, and sat down on the floor, her stomach cramping, and she turned her head to retch.

After a while, she endured the discomfort in her stomach, slowly straightened up, and rummaged through the ground covered with flesh and blood.

She saw with her own eyes that the Black Iron Knight had left a bloody book.

It was the last words of a man with broken bones in the world, and she had to find it.

Amid the smell of spitting blood, she couldn't care about her nausea, and after rummaging for a moment near the place in her memory, she finally recognized the piece of cloth.

When she looked at it, the handwriting was twisted and scribbled, like a ghost drawing a peach talisman, and she couldn't recognize any of it. I had to wipe off the sand, fold it, and carefully put it in my arms.