Chapter 53: Please Die

For the provocation of the young man in black, Zhuge Chen was helpless. With this sword, he didn't dare to say that his lifelong cultivation was fully revealed, but at least he had no reservations.

So far, he only has one hole card unplayed. But if you really use that trick to start a fire view of Chang'an, you will be the first to exhaust yourself. If you still can't solve the black-clothed young man at that time, still expect the Xiaoyao Dao people to stop each other?

The young man in black seemed to guess the other party's fear, and said provocatively: "If there is anything that is useless, it is best to take it out now, otherwise you may not have a chance after a while." ”

He clicked Zhuge Chen in the air, and a pitch-black aura turned into a sharp blade that directly pierced his chest.

"I watched from the sidelines when you fought the waste battle between you and the Jade Emperor Pavilion Lord in the Tianshan Mountains, and the other tricks were all unremarkable, but in the end, the Flame Palace was really interesting. He looked at Zhuge Chen, who was covering his chest and stopping the bleeding, with a smile, and said slowly: "Use it to see, if you can't kill me, I'll kill you!"

Zhuge Chen took a deep breath, rose into the air, broke through the unjust soul that covered the sky and the sun, and went straight to the young man in black. The distance between the two seems to be not far, but in front of those unjust souls who have rioted, it has become difficult to raise their hands and swing their swords.

The young man in black looked at the other party and still didn't give up, and snorted coldly: "Stubborn!"

He folded his hands together and parted, moving out of the way. The two looked at each other, and the young man in black took the lead, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Zhuge Chen and slammed down on his chest.

Zhuge Chen couldn't dodge, his chest seemed to be hit by a siege tree, and his blood churned.

How can the young man in black be easily forgiven?

The unjust soul paved the way under his feet, helping him to walk through the air, and the speed was still a few points faster than Zhuge Chen, who was flying non-stop.

The sword aura of the young man in white was soaring, and the sword intent on his body was even more persecutive, and ordinary people couldn't open their eyes. Since the battle of the Tianshan Mountains, not only has his cultivation taken a step forward, but his sword intent has become more vigorous. Now that he finally has the opportunity to vomit, how can he not be excited?

When the black-clothed young man thought that he would only flee all the way, he suddenly turned around, and the wooden sword in his hand was full of light, and he directly smashed the unjust soul behind the young man with a sword!

This is not the end, Zhuge Chen put the wooden sword on his chest, and smashed the whole person.

The young man in black still fought with his fists.

But where is this Zhuge Chen's killer move?

His real plan is to bury the fire view of Chang'an after this, since the other party wants to find out, how can he not be satisfied?

Just as he was smashed by that punch and a mouthful of blood spurted out, the wooden sword that fell at the feet of the black-clothed young man stood suspended in the air. A magnificent palace quietly emerged, in which a raging fire burned and enveloped him.

The young man in black was in the middle of it, and when he was out of his body, he saw through the structure of the palace. He sat in the middle of the fire, and seemed to have the courage to ask: "This Chang'an Hall and the fire that burned here are really your ideas?"

Zhuge Chen was silent.

The black-clothed young man continued to himself: "It seems that it is, no wonder that the Great Heavenly Monarch wants to take care of you like this. In the past, I wouldn't say that I would be like this, but now I'm just a walking corpse in the free realm. As you can imagine, it won't end well!"

Zhuge Chen smiled and asked, "Won't it be good?

Although he looked tired now, it was worth it to be able to trap the other party. He raised his hand and rubbed his brow to ease the ache there, but to no avail. This time, his consumption is not only due to the excessive consumption of cultivation, but also to the mental aspect.

Master duels, you can't just compete for cultivation. The game of minds and the contest of choices also account for a large part, if it is really a simple-minded cultivator, how can he compete with others day and night on the avenue?

It has long been turned into dry bones, and his body is gone.

However, Zhuge Chen did not feel the slightest complacency at this time, trapping the black-clothed young man and killing him were two completely different things. As long as the other party is not dead for a moment, the string in his heart cannot be relaxed for a moment.

But when he turned his head again, the fiery palace was empty!

"Are you looking for me?"

Almost subconsciously, the wooden sword in Zhuge Chen's hand swept directly upward, and a sword qi that could open the world came out of the air.

But the black-clothed young man came behind Zhuge Chen in an instant and punched out. Where can Zhuge Chen dodge, he hit this punch and flew out upside down.

The young man in white fell to the ground, trying to get up several times but couldn't.

His chest was completely pierced, and he was bleeding profusely. He was soaked in his own blood, his face was pale, his pupils were dilated, and he was afraid that death was not far away.

Su Miaoxi, who was still bound by the black ring not far away, couldn't cry at this time, and the most bitter love in the world was probably nothing more than this. The person you want is about to die in front of you, but you can't do anything about it.

The black-clothed young man came to Zhuge Chen's side, bent down and lifted him off the ground, and with a few punches in his hand, he changed from slow to fast, punching the young man's chest one by one, expanding his wound bigger and bigger.

The more crazy the young man in black was, the more he showed his sorrow. At the age when he should have been high-spirited, he provoked that Taoist Heavenly Monarch and was detained here. For thousands of years, he didn't think that his family would send someone to look for him. It's just that in the face of the behemoth of Taoism, except for the four major families who are famous throughout the heavens, do the others dare to make waves?

And in the past, Tianjun even added a big character in front of it, the difference between one word and a world of difference. It was also from that moment that he personally extinguished his hopes and completely became the master of this free realm.

In fact, where did his hatred for the young man in white come from, but after thousands of years of resentment, now he is no different from a monster with a sinking mind.

Taking this opportunity to kill a young man who the Taoist Great Heavenly Monarch had to deliberately advise, and then being killed by the angry Great Heavenly Monarch, he would not lose anything.

With that in mind, he raised his fist again. Only this time the black light on the fist was even more intense. This punch is going to hit Zhuge Chen's body, I'm afraid he is really going to die in this free realm.

But at the moment when the fist was about to touch his body, Zhuge Chen, who was already in a dying state, suddenly opened his eyes. Not only is his eyes a little more resolute, but even his tone is completely different: "Since the beginning of heaven, there have been many people who want to kill me, but there are very few who can really threaten me." Even if their killing intent continues unabated, and even increases day by day, they can't ask for it. Do you know why?"

The young man in white broke free from the other party's restraint with a twist, took two steps back, and tidied up his wrinkled placket. He looked down at the horrific wound on his chest, reached out and wiped it over it, and healed as soon as it was visible to the naked eye.

The black-clothed young man frowned, mobilized the pitch-black aura to wrap around himself again, and asked, "Who are you? Could it be a spirit hidden in his body?"

Zhuge Chen laughed: "I am me, what kind of spirit body? It's just that I was in a getaway before, and I couldn't give full play to my strength, so I was beaten by you in vain." But those costs are also worth it, otherwise how can I re-experience the immortal realm of good luck now. ”

He clenched his fists and slashed at the blade of the wooden sword.

After the light shone, the wooden sword revealed his true face, which was the rubber pillar sword that stood with him after he broke.

The young man in white clenched the rubber pillar sword, stepped forward, and said in his mouth: "The identities of hunters and prey, it's time to change!"

......

Nine heavens, inside the Nine Dragons Palace.

The real identity is the master of the generation of the Escape Realm, and he is the Taoist robe of the Taoist Great Heavenly Monarch, sitting on the futon with the faint fragrance of tea, quietly watching everything that happens in the Escape Realm.

The step-by-step killing machines in the Easy Realm were actually from his handwriting, and the black-clothed young man who was almost crazy was guided by him to create the current situation.

For these, he believes that Zhuge Chen, who has recovered his memory, naturally knows it. Especially arranged for him to be a Su Miaoxi who was enough to overwhelm him, thinking that the next time the two met Zhuge Chen, he would not easily spare him.

Of course, these are just some of his bad tastes, and quietly changing the original marriage is just a small path for him, and it is Zhuge Chen's state of mind that is really calculated.

In the battle of his avenue, even if Zhuge Chen was the former god king, it was rare to be able to stand after breaking through. But he was not at ease, and still had to help the other party solve it.

Although it seems redundant now, it is also a good cause and effect. At least it saves the other party the trouble of returning to the immortal realm, but when Zhuge Chen's cultivation is enough, it will naturally come to fruition.

Of course, all this has to be solved before the wound of the Great Dao can be solved.

Thinking of this, he had no intention of continuing to watch. If this former god king, who has already established himself in the realm of good luck, can't kill a quasi-heavenly mandate, it is nonsense. As a top priority, he also had to improve his cultivation. Otherwise, even if the other party helped him win the battle of the avenue, it would still be a bamboo basket to draw water.

The young man in the Taoist robe got up and commanded softly: "No one is allowed to say anything about the young man in white entering the Easy Realm. ”

With that, he flashed away and came to the sky. He looked at the heavens and the heavens higher up, and said with a sneer: "Like Zhuge Chen, sooner or later, I will kill it one day and take your heads to commemorate my relatives!"

......

In the flash of light, the two of them walked under each other's killing moves.

It's just that in this confrontation, it is obvious that Zhuge Chen has the upper hand. The pitch-black aura disintegrated under the sword light of the rubber pillar sword, and it no longer had the majesty it had before.

Zhuge Chen still had the strength to laugh: "That's all there is to it, don't be merciful to your subordinates, let me move my muscles and bones a little bit!"

The young man in black showed his muscles, and then ten thousand souls turned into a hideous giant face, roaring towards Zhuge Chen.

"Shaft An dares to speak wildly?!" the black-clothed young man roared angrily.

"Crazy words or not, you will know if you try it!" was obviously a domineering word, but it made Zhuge Chen's words bland: "It's useless to say more, please die." ”

The sword light burst out, shattering the entire darkness. It's just that the sword qi is cold, not like the hot sun, but like a bright moon.

On the shoulders of the young man in white, Taishan Kunlun appeared and pressed towards the young man in black.

The power of a sword, the sky and the earth are shattered!