The two stood at both ends of the ruins formed by the collapse of the mansion, and this time the confrontation was indeed Zhuge Chen's advantage. However, if one move can solve the old Taoist priest, it is really a bit of a fool's dream.

The old Taoist priest looked down at the extremely terrifying hole in his chest, and actually grinned: "It's been so many years, and no one can hurt me." The last one who almost killed me was the master, but he relented in the end, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see me now. ”

Zhuge Chen just said lightly: "You are sick, you have to be cured." ”

Tang De, who had woken up, listened to the conversation and laughter between the two, and admired his brother Chen. As a prince, he will inevitably participate in the struggle for the throne, and he is not able to rely on his own business to transcend things, so it is naturally necessary to form a gang.

He has already made up his mind to stand on the same front as Zhuge Chen, regardless of life or death. It's not all about being able to get the help of the other party to make yourself more powerful. It's just that such a person, knowing each other is even a miracle of fate, if you can really form brothers who are heart-to-heart, then it can be regarded as a blessing in three lives.

Tang De can be regarded as the youngest son of the current Xiyou Emperor, because he is the son of the old man, so the emperor loves him very much, and he is the first thing that comes to mind when there are any good things.

What emperor loves the eldest son, and the people love their children, but in the Xiyou royal family, it is just the opposite. It's just that love is love, and Emperor Xiyou, who is a Ming monarch, cannot decide the ownership of the crown prince because of this. What can really be decided will only be the strength of these princes.

Counting the days, Emperor Xiyou's body is about to be unable to hold on. The most important thing is that the position of Prince Xiyou has not yet been decided, and it should be finalized by the old emperor after the end of this meeting of all races. Tang De actually didn't have much obsession with that chair, he had seen his father's hard work when he was diligent, and it was not as comfortable and natural as he was in the rivers and lakes. However, born in the emperor's family, this kind of mind can be born, but it can't be done. This is the biggest gap between him and business, people are enough to do whatever they want, and he can only be trapped in the box and can't get out.

"What you say is not necessarily wrong. The old Taoist priest nodded thoughtfully, stretched out his hand and kneaded the sword qi into a ball and blocked the position of his wound, otherwise he would lose too much blood without a fight. Although the realm has reached the ultimate path, after all, it is the body of a mortal, and only after becoming holy can we be free from these obstructive wounds: "But among us cultivators who are fighting against the heavens, who is not sick? ”

Zhuge Chen spat on the ground and said, "I know a fart! You can just fight with the sky, even if you smash the heavenly dao, it has nothing to do with me." But you should not sacrifice the living to fulfill your own selfish desires. That's it, if you stay away from me, I can't control the whole world. If you have to involve me, even if I know it well, I can still ignore my own life?!"

Zhuge was in a hurry.

He understands the truth, yes, cultivators regard human life as a mustard, and even he is no exception. After all, compared to those hundred-year-old dry bones, the years they can live are long and long. Sometimes I can even be so bored that I can count the fish swimming at the bottom of the pond to spend my days, just looking for even the slightest opportunity to break through the border. But the difference between him and those cultivators is that he will not be for no reason, it is really good to stand tall in the clouds and overlook the purgatory of the world, but some people don't like it, Zhuge Chen is such a person.

If there is really a grudge, the young man in white will definitely not die! But if the two sides can't even nod their heads, how can they end each other's lives casually? If the peak of the cultivation path is only like this, it will inevitably be a little too monotonous.

The old Taoist priest coughed, looked down at the blood stains in his palm, and said, "Since the Tao is different, there is nothing to say. You are the same kind of person as my master, but the killing intent is heavier after the murderous intent. So I have to kill you, or how can I spend the full moon with my heart?"

The next moment, the old Taoist priest rose with his sword. He was originally born in the lineage of kendo people, and his swordsmanship is naturally not weak, even if he does not have the support of Taoist secret methods, he is definitely a difficult sword cultivator. What's more important is that the old Taoist priest with or without a sword in his hand is completely two people, and the killing power is not just as simple as going up to the next level, I am afraid that there is only a thin line between him and the real realm of the Dao realm!

So in this confrontation, Zhuge Chen is undoubtedly at a disadvantage. If it weren't for the last flash of inspiration, he supported himself on the ground with the tip of the rubber pillar sword in a strange shape, and the whole person stretched into the shape of a northbound wild goose, he dodged the deadly sword.

But the old Taoist's sword qi was still slashing across his chest, and he had to lose this white robe, otherwise he would be seriously injured directly and would no longer have the strength to fight.

But the strength of the sword qi did impact his internal organs without any falsehood, causing him to snort.

The old Taoist priest is also a unforgiving lord, and he has already suffered a loss, and he said that he would not let Zhuge Chen fight back again, so he will go crazy and shoot his sword more than once. And before he could make a sword, he roared, "Are you comfortable?"

I don't know how many swords the old Taoist priest has produced, and I don't know how many times Zhuge Chen resisted, but his stubbornness can still be seen from the corners of the blood-stained mouth of the young man in white. Even if it is difficult for him to win back another set, the tenacity is still moving.

The moody old Taoist priest was still roaring loudly, and his words were full of sarcasm for Zhuge Chen. However, Zhuge Chen didn't seem to hear it, he just couldn't stop trying to stand up, but after all, he couldn't resist the sword qi that smashed in front of him one after another, and finally he could only fall to the ground in despair.

The old Taoist priest stepped on Zhuge Chen's head, and with a strong force, the white-clothed young man directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, almost going out of his body, and directly lost his spirit.

The old Taoist priest's mouth was still chattering: "Why don't you see you arrogant anymore?" If you don't have the strength, you have to know the truth of being a little low, that is, the sword Taoist will die the same, let alone you." But you don't know him, after all, you're not

Heavenly heavenly people. ”

Zhuge Chen put his hands on the ground, forcibly raised his head and said, "How can I not know?"

"Oh, how do you know, could it be that you are also a person from heaven?" the old Taoist priest first asked suspiciously, and then knew in his heart: "That's right, that world really can't raise a person like you." ”

The old Taoist priest put the blade of the sword on Zhuge Chen's neck, and his wrist shook slightly, leaving a blood mark on it. Not only that, but even the sword qi was also raging on it. Zhuge Chen screamed in pain, and then clung to the ground desperately, wanting to fight back, but he still couldn't get up.

Suddenly, Tang De flew up and threw the old Taoist priest to the ground as if he was dying, and shouted loudly: "Brother Chen, I'm here to help you!"

Zhuge Chen smiled dumbly, this is a battle at the level of destiny! You Tang De is just a piece of good luck, don't want to die? Besides, the relationship between the two of us is not good enough to the point of life, even if I saved your life just now, it is selfish. Otherwise, you will die in vain, but you will leave a demon in my heart on the path of cultivation. No matter how you calculate it, it's a loss-making transaction.

But what's the matter with you now? Do you really treat me as a cheap brother who can drink and talk when you meet in the rivers and lakes?

How can there be such a reason!

I, Zhuge Chen, don't want to owe favors to anyone.

In the ruins, Zhuge Chen shook his body and slowly stood up, looking at Tang De, who was beaten into a half-dead by the old Taoist priest.

He actually laughed.

Since you Tang De treat me as a brother, I don't want you to confess here.

"The next sword, Tang De, you will forget it after you see it, otherwise it will be harmful to your cultivation!" Zhuge Chen shouted loudly, and then muttered to himself: "Broken soul, forge a sword!"

The next moment, the place was full of turmoil. The young man in white was standing in the eye of the storm, although his body was cracked, his eyes were like an immortal possession.

"I use my body, lead immortals, and come into the world!"

A dazzling pillar of light fell from the sky and injected into Zhuge Chen's body. When he opened his eyes again, his pupils were golden, and he was not angry!

"Impossible!" the old Taoist priest screamed in shock: "How can such a strong immortal power be obtained by you?

At this time, Zhuge Chen seemed to be a different person, his voice was like a bell, and he said: "Who dares to make a loud noise?"

With that, "he" tapped his fingertips, and a purple-gold sword qi that was no longer cyan flew out, directly pointing out a bloody hole in the old Taoist's shoulder.

The indifferent, even ruthless "Zhuge Chen" continued: "I am an immortal, if I don't kneel, I should be punished." ”

Another blood hole appeared on the old Taoist's shoulder.

The old Taoist priest snorted and fell to the ground. With such a disparity in killing power, he didn't even dare to resist. The so-called resignation to fate is the best interpretation of his current situation.

"Say it first, and be punished!"

"If you don't have a sense of admiration, you should be punished!"

"Disturb the immortals,

Be punished!"

A series of three words and three punishments directly knocked the old Taoist priest down in a pool of blood.

"If you disobey the way of heaven, you should be punished, and you should die!"

After "he" finished the last sentence, a blood hole appeared above the old Taoist's eyebrows, directly cutting off his vitality.

"It's over, I should return. ”

Then Zhuge Chen fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground.

Tang De hurriedly ran forward, held Zhuge Chen's back and asked, "Brother Chen, are you okay?"

Zhuge Chen opened his eyes with difficulty, and finally they were no longer the golden eyes they had before. Although there is a lot less majesty, Tang De still thinks that such a dust brother is more handsome and attractive. Otherwise, he looked like he was not approached, and even he was a little stunned.

Zhuge Chen covered his chest and said intermittently: "The soul is broken, there has to be something to do." I've broken the barrier, get out of here and send me back. ”

Then he fainted.

(End of chapter)