As the patriarch of the Murong clan, Murong Sen has an unshirkable responsibility for maintaining the dignity of the clan.

Murong Sen urged the exercises, began to absorb the heaven and earth mantra source aura around his body, took out a pill from the Qiankun bag and took it, and his mana aura had been rapidly raised to the peak of the psychic realm.

Then Murong Sen completely concentrated his mana power on his right arm, and pushed it on the spear with one palm, and his right arm and the spear went up horizontally, as if they were one body.

"Useless!"

Seeing that Murong Sen borrowed the aura of the Heaven and Earth Mantra Source to temporarily improve his mana cultivation realm, the mana power he released also rose to a higher level.

Yuwen Changsheng's eyes lit up, his heart moved, and the source of mana hidden in his heart actually began to gradually flow around his body, but the trickle of mana was not through the twelve canons to circulate Zhou Tian, but in a way that was different from the norm.

The mana surged, and a new mana power began to spread gradually, and Yuwen Ling'er and Murong Sen, who were the first to sense it, were all incredulous at the same time.

"Elder Brother's body, why can it release mana coercion..."

"Didn't you hear that the twelve canons of your kid have long been ruined? What the hell is this mana power all about? ”

Hearing this, Yuwen Changsheng smiled faintly.

"It's really a frog at the bottom of the well, who said that if the twelve canons are destroyed, they can't use mana? It's just a matter of finding a different way, but then again, I have to thank you for being able to meet this demanding condition. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Yuwen Changsheng did not respond to Murong Sen, as the mana power glowing with seven-colored brilliance in Yuwen Changsheng's body and the fiery soul power from the immortal lock were intertwined with each other on the spear, the red flame on it was also induced, and the blazing high temperature began to change gradually, and around Yuwen Changsheng's feet, there were also signs of melting.

Not to mention Murong Sen's situation, at this time, Murong Sen's clothes were also affected by the direction of the high temperature, and the temperature released by the red flame was controlled by Yuwen Changsheng, and it was all transmitted to Murong Sen's direction.

"Who are you at this moment when you can control the flame and temperature so perfectly?"

"Hmph, a dead man, it is necessary to know so much?"

Yuwen Changsheng held the spear in his hand, and with the blazing heat, Murong Sen's magic weapon and mana protection, it was difficult to resist Yuwen Changsheng's attack.

In the next moment, Yuwen Changsheng exerted a force, and the spear in Murong Sen's hand was melted in an instant, and then in an unbelievable gaze, Yuwen Changsheng's flame spear pierced the entire right arm.

"Ahh

A miserable scream instantly rose into the sky.

On Murong Sen's right arm, the blood flowing from the wound had not been able to drip down the spear before it had been instantly evaporated by the blazing heat, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Moreover, the red flame wrapped around the spear was constantly burning Murong Sen's flesh and blood from Murong Sen's right arm all the time.

Unbearably in severe pain, Murong Sen knelt down on his knees, and at this moment, he no longer had the dignity of belonging to the patriarch of the Murong clan.

"I don't know the height of the sky, what do you think our Murong clan can rely on to become the dominant force in Yunxuan Town?"

"Benjun doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know."

Ignoring Murong Sen, who was kneeling in front of him, his face was already painfully distorted, Yuwen Changsheng's expression did not show a trace of pity.

"Decades ago, with his drastic means and absolute strength, my clan's ancestor laid an indestructible foundation for my Murong clan in Yunxuan Town, and then, in order to pursue a higher level of cultivation, twenty-five years ago, in the forbidden land of my Murong clan, I made a breakthrough in retreat for thirty years."

"Hahahaha, there are still five years to go, and my clan ancestor will be out of the customs, when the time comes, don't talk about you, even if it is the Yuwen clan, it will be easy for our Murong clan to uproot it."

"At that time, only by making all the people and forces hostile to my Murong clan feel despair, will the people in Yunxuan Town realize again who is the boss here!"

After speaking, Murong Sen looked up to the sky and smiled, completely ignoring his right arm, which had been burned to black.

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, Yuwen Changsheng let out a muffled groan, and the mana in his body began to gradually get out of control, frantically impacting his body.

"I really forgot that this kid hasn't practiced mana exercises, this body, at this time, forcibly urging the heart mana to be unleashed, it seems that it is still too reluctant, and the fight with this guy in front of me has almost exhausted the soul power that I have absorbed over the years to nourish by external forces."

Kneeling on one knee, Yuwen Changsheng still maintained the spear that pierced Murong Sen's right arm in one hand, and covered his chest with the other hand, and began to suppress the crazy trickle of mana in his body.

"Boy, your consciousness should have almost recovered, at this moment, Benjun can only help you here, and then, you have to rely on yourself."

He groaned alone in his heart, and then, Yuwen Changsheng knelt on his knees, his arms drooped weakly, and his head lowered.

After a short while, Yuwen Changsheng finally regained his consciousness and took over his body again.

And it was in this gap that Murong Sen saw that Yuwen Changsheng had changed again, and when his physical body suspended all his actions, his left hand urged the only remaining mana in his body, forming the shape of a spell blade, the double row of teeth were tightly closed, and with one sword, he unloaded the right arm that had been abolished from his right shoulder, and then his body moved, and he quickly retreated.

Looking at Murong Sen, who was already far away, and then looking at the strange spear in his hand, although Yuwen Changsheng's body was controlled by an unknown mysterious existence just now, his consciousness was dim, and he could also hear the conversation with Murong Sen just now and perceive everything that happened.

At this time, Yuwen Changsheng's mana in his body was already calm as usual, and the immortal lock no longer moved.

"Ling'er."

As if thinking of something, Yuwen Changsheng had already turned around and walked towards Ling'er not far away.

"Ling'er, are you okay!?"

Yuwen Changsheng put the spear into the Qiankun bag, and with both hands and eyes, he nervously checked Yuwen Ling'er, for fear that when his body was controlled just now, Yuwen Ling'er would be affected by something.

"Brother Changsheng... You... You're an immortal brother, right? Right? ”

Looking at each other, Yuwen Ling'er hadn't recovered from Yuwen Changsheng's strange behavior just now.

"Ling'er, I am me, is there a second me in this world?"

"Brother Changsheng..."

Hearing this, Yuwen Ling'er's two tears suddenly flowed, and a pair of jade hands hugged Yuwen Changsheng tightly.

"Brother Changsheng, as long as you come back, as long as you are safe."

Yuwen Ling'er sobbed under her breath and whispered alone.

Yuwen Changsheng hugged Yuwen Ling'er with one hand and stroked her soft hair with the other.

"Silly girl, what are you crying about, haven't I been here well?"

Yuwen Changsheng paused, and then said, "But right now, there are still things that haven't been completely resolved." ”

After appeasing Yuwen Ling'er, Yuwen Changsheng turned around and walked slowly towards Murong Sen.

Seeing Yuwen Changsheng walking towards him, Murong Sen's face immediately showed ruthlessness.

"Patriarch Murong, you seem to have said just now that your clan ancestor will be out of the customs in five years, is this true?"

Hearing this, Murong Sen's eyes sank slightly, as if he didn't expect Yuwen Changsheng to ask such a question.

"As the head of the clan, what reason does the old man have to lie to you, this hairy boy, hmph, even if you ask for mercy now, it's too late."

"Patriarch Murong, I think you have misunderstood, the reason why I asked this is just to confirm the news again."

"So now that you've confirmed, so what?"

After Murong Sen finished speaking, Yuwen Changsheng did not answer, but took out a piece of parchment from the Qiankun bag, bit his finger, and wrote on the parchment, and then stained his palm with blood, and a palm print was already pressed on it.

"Patriarch Murong, with the situation you seem to have now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fight again, I, Yuwen Changsheng, still say the same thing, the contradiction between me and the Murong clan, I will bear it alone, you don't need to involve other people or forces."

As soon as Yuwen Changsheng's voice fell, the parchment that he was holding in his right hand had already been thrown in front of Murong Sen, and it fell lightly at his feet.

Murong Sen's eyes were slightly closed, he endured the pain of a broken right arm, and picked up the parchment thrown by Yuwen Changsheng with his left hand.

When Murong Sen carefully read what was written on the parchment, a sudden feeling of suffocation rushed to his throat, and he almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Okay, what a crazy rabbit cub, he dares to make a life and death situation in his personal name and challenge my clan ancestor!"

Looking at the life and death situation in his hand, Murong Sen was so angry that he couldn't breathe, this was the first time in his life that he had received such a blatant and arrogant challenge.

"How? Murong Patriarch, this challenge, can you Murong Clan dare to take it? However, if I'm not mistaken, the people of the Murong clan who appeared here tonight are actually not all the capable people that your Murong clan can handle, right? I believe that in addition to the clan ancestor you just mentioned, there should be many people in your clan who are comparable in strength, or..."

Yuwen Changsheng paused.

"Or, the cultivator who is a spell master who is even higher than the realm, although I don't know why he didn't appear tonight, but this life and death situation, what I actually challenge, is not only your clan ancestor, but also the entire Murong clan! Please pay attention to my words, what I said is, all! Body! ”

"So, Patriarch Murong, as the head of the Murong clan, may I ask, do you dare to take over the life and death challenge of my Yuwen Changsheng in the name of the patriarch and in the presence of everyone in Yunxuan Town!"

"Hahahaha... Good! If you are determined to die, why should I stop you! ”

Raising the parchment in the air, Murong Sen's left hand was stained with blood from the wound on his right shoulder, and then pressed it hard against the parchment that was flying down.

After the parchment was pressed with Murong Sen's handprint, it followed Murong Sen's strength and inertia and floated back to Yuwen Changsheng.

However, Yuwen Changsheng did not take the parchment with his hand, but took out a knife from the Qiankun bag, waved his hand, and the tip of the knife passed through the parchment, and the parchment was stuck by the blade.

"Patriarch Murong, everyone in Yunxuan Town is witnessing, five years later, I, Yuwen Changsheng, are here to wait for everyone of the Murong clan!"

Yuwen Changsheng's voice was firm and decisive, and the words fell, just as the sun was rising.

Under the early morning reflection that broke through the dawn, Yuwen Changsheng's figure was just pulled towards Murong Sen's body.

Although Yuwen Changsheng turned his back to the sunlight and the shadow in front of him was difficult to discern, from Murong Sen's perspective, he could clearly see Yuwen Changsheng's shining eyes.

"Humph! Look whose life is long! The old man's arm will not be lost in vain! ”

Leaving behind the cruel words, Murong Sen covered his wounds, and already led Murong Bai and the others to leave.

"Spread my words to all the clansmen, as well as the forces related to my Murong clan, no matter who meets Yuwen Changsheng, they should be killed! Those who come to see it will be rewarded! ”

On the way out, Murong Sen commanded Yuwen Changsheng's pursuit order to the people of the Murong clan.

"Yes!"

Everyone in the Murong clan agreed in unison, but Yuwen Changsheng couldn't hear it.