For the sudden counterattack of the young man in white, the young man in black only regarded it as a return to the light. Even though he looked at the extremely strong sword aura rushing towards him, he still held down the general's hand and manipulated the hideous giant face to move forward.

In his opinion, the so-called statement that the young man in white is in a good state of mind is pure nonsense. If the barrier between immortals and mortals is really so easy to break, why is the Grandmaster realm called the Heavenly Base?

Thinking of this, he adjusted his mentality, no matter what, the young man in white must die here today!

In the sky above the two of them, the twin peaks and the giant faces finally came into contact with each other. seems to be calm, but only the two of them know that every step of the confrontation is unpredictable. And at this moment, the young man in black looked puzzled.

Why did the other party so quietly cross the difficult and dangerous road second only to the bamboo basket to draw water, and went straight to the realm of immortals?!

However, there was not much time left for him to think about it, and Zhuge Chen over there was like thunder on the ground, and in an instant, the sword qi in the sky surged.

In the sword qi, Zhuge Chen's figure could not be seen really, but the young man in black knew in his heart that the next killing move would inevitably be buried in it. Now he no longer dares to be arrogant, and the black mist of the unjust soul envelops him, wanting to offset the sword qi.

But when the two meet, the soul of injustice is like ice and snow at the end of spring, melting very quickly.

The sword energy in the world is fierce and unmatched, and it has always been the most restrained from ghosts and evil things. The sword qi swayed by Zhuge Chen, who had not yet returned to his soul at the beginning, was still a little hot after all, and it was far from being called a real Haoran. And now that the sword qi is getting greener and greener, the unjust souls who opened their teeth and claws earlier can only retreat!

There was no time left for him to react, and the sword qi had arrived. He had no choice but to clench his fists to greet him, but how could his sword qi be so easy to defeat now?

Zhuge Chen was in the sword qi, and he poked his hand forward, and he could vaguely see the subtle fire between his fingers. The fire seemed to be declining, but it was contaminated with a trace of the Demon Dao Fire that even the Zhen Dao Immortals would hate on the spot.

And this supreme fire was only stolen by Zhuge Chen, the former god king, when he was still on the throne of the god king. Then he contemplated the Chang'an City that only existed in ancient books, and the combination of the two forged the fire view of Chang'an, which was enough to deter the heavens and the earth!

As soon as the heart demon Dao fire came out, the pitch-black heaven and earth instantly became like day, which was enough to see its power. But Zhuge Chen's situation is not good, he didn't want to take out such a killing move, but the other party took advantage of his loss of memory to insult him repeatedly, how could he stand such a proud person?

If he weren't proud, he wouldn't have come to the world after slashing the body of the god king, and lived a life of licking blood from the edge of the knife.

In the first three years, he was probably only half as good as the homeless dingoes. At that time, he always laughed at himself, people who left home were like homeless wild dogs, and it was good to have food to eat. As long as it's not eating, it's a good day.

Who would have thought that a Zhuge God King, who deserved to be the first young person in the heavens, would live such a life and be happy in misery. Just like the black-clothed young man from a small family couldn't have imagined, the eldest son of the Zhuge family, the four major families in the heavens, would gamble his life for the sake of the tiger's mouth!

Zhuge Chen gently popped out the fire and let it fall on the sword qi. Fortunately, the sword qi has been nurtured by him and the fire for many years, and the fusion comes naturally.

The young man in black felt the scorching temperature around him, and his complexion changed drastically. He had vaguely heard of the fire, and the murderous reputation of burning Zhen Dao was almost well known. But with such a sinister tinder, is there really a madman who dares to use it for his own use?

He didn't expect things to develop like this, the sword qi was tens of thousands, and the most terrifying thing was that each one could kill him. In fact, it's not that there is no way to block the sword rain, but in this case, you won't have time to take care of anything else. But not far away, there was a young man in white who was just pale, but far from losing his ability to fight, waiting for an opportunity.

Although he was caught in a dilemma, he did not complain in the slightest. Since he couldn't kill the young man in white, he had to bring a few to the funeral. The four people who had been easily restrained by him before were now of great use, as long as he killed them all, he didn't believe that he would not leave a rift in the other party's Dao heart, and he would not make any money.

The so-called stop-loss is not to make a lot of money in life and death? I don't care whether the money is full or not, but I want not to lose money.

But when he looked back, he found that the four people were missing. In a fit of rage, he saw Zhuge Chen, who was smiling, raising his eyebrows, as if he was laughing at himself.

As early as Zhuge Chen's memory returned, he quietly rescued the four people. It's just that the Yang God's out-of-body is extremely dangerous, and if the young man in black happens to be powerful, he may not be able to deal with it. Fortunately, the other party gave him a chance.

......

At this time, the four of them had already retreated far away, and they could only faintly see two people in the sky.

So far, even if they are in the two-person battlefield, it will not help the battle situation, on the contrary, it will drag Zhuge Chen timid.

The Xiaoyao Daoist looked up at the night, and said with feeling: "This old Dao is aware of the horror of Zhuge Kid, Fang Cai's sword is like a heavenly anger, even if I climb up to several realms, it will be too late." It's just that I don't understand something now, is the Zhuge boy really the same person as before?"

Although he already had the answer in his mind, he was still silent. When he was young, he happened to hear a saying that some young junjie liked to seal their memories to solve their mood troubles. At that time, he only thought it was nonsense in Zhiwei novels, and he didn't believe it at all. It's just that in Zhuge Chen's eyes that looked at him just now, there was no original Zhuge boy's peaceful meaning, and instead there was only endless depth and coldness.

The beautiful woman glanced at Su Miaoxi, who was dressed in Zhuge Chen's white clothes, touched the other party's hair lovingly, and said, "It depends...... Probably not. ”

Miao Ling, who was frightened by the cold eyes of the white-clothed young man before, nodded, and only Su Miaoxi was stubborn, muttering repeatedly: "What you said is not right, it must be the same person!"

Looking at the surging river, the carefree Taoist sighed: "I'm also a stupid girl!"

......

Zhuge Chen waved his palm and fell, and the sky full of sword rain slipped down together, constructing the most beautiful but murderous fire rain in the rivers and lakes.

In the midst of it, the souls around the black-clothed young man screamed miserably, dissipating one after another, even if he spewed out a mouthful of heart-tip essence blood to protect it, it still didn't help.

Over and over again, he was exhausted. Everything he did was unconscious, just repeating an action mechanically, raising his hand to block the sword qi in front of him, and waiting for the next punch to meet it.

In a trance, he saw the young man in white flying towards him, and he came to his senses in an instant, but after all, he was half a beat slower.

Zhuge Chen punched the opponent in the face, and then dozens of punches were like a storm.

The young man in black was powerless to fight back, and he was even more suffering. The other party has to treat others as others, which is tantamount to his previous humiliation. It's just that the other party still has a backhand to turn the situation around, but he is full of hole cards, and now he can only hold his last breath and try his best to delay the time to disperse.

Another punch came, Zhuge Chen was covered with the blood of the two of them, and he looked at him angrily and shouted: "What's the matter, come and kill me!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood and continued: "What kind of bullshit is it, if you can't find the scene yourself, you have to find it on the weak cultivator? The reason why the world in the heavens and the heavens are so uneven is because there are more people like you! Watching coldly, or even sitting in the sky overlooking the suffering of the world, this is nothing. But in the clouds, you still have to suppress people, bully the soft and fear the hard, this is damned!"

After saying this, he stopped his fist and picked up the rubber pillar sword while gasping: "Killing you today is not the end." I, Zhuge Chen, swear here, that in the future, people like you will kill one when I see one!"

The young man in black was also kind to his words when no one was about to die, but he said with a strange smile: "Zhuge ah, it turned out to be a clansman from the Zhuge family in the sky, no wonder he dared to speak wildly." It's just that you haven't understood the sufferings of the world, so how dare you teach others with your words?"

"I don't understand yet, what the do you know?!" Zhuge Chen raised his hand and pierced the other party's chest, and then twisted the hilt of the sword with both hands, and he was about to completely cut off the vitality of the absolute square.

At this time, the young man in black finally died soon, and he said with the last breath that he had been protecting: "I see, I knew that I shouldn't have come to kill you." The two of us are both from the side of the big family, so we should sympathize with each other no matter how we say it. It's just that you don't have the life to kill people like me. Wait for Huangquan Road, let's chat!"

Zhuge Chen shook his head and said, "You think too much, Lao Tzu is the eldest son of the Zhuge family. ”

As soon as the words fell, the black-clothed young man's body shattered, and the remaining unjust souls around him rioted together, condensing into a black vortex, sucking the defenseless Zhuge Chen into it. Then it exploded directly, causing the water of the Luo River to pour back into the sky and fall back, flying down 3,000 feet!

......

The east turned the belly of the fish white, and the night finally passed.

Having finally survived this catastrophe, the four people on the shore should have been happy, but at this moment they were worried.

Judging from the momentum caused by the previous explosion, the young man in white was most likely dead.

Since retiring from the rivers and lakes, he has spent nearly a hundred years without joy and sorrow, and he is a little sad, and sighs: "What a good young man, but he can't come back......

When he had finished speaking, he turned and left. He has seen too much about life and death, and he has long understood how to cut off his thoughts.

Only Su Miaoxi squatted alone on the bank of the Luo River, crying silently.

At this moment, a voice came, which sounded quite joking: "What's wrong with the little girl, she can't find a home." Come, Ben Gongzi will take you home. ”

Su Miaoxi raised her head and covered her mouth, unable to believe everything in front of her.

After hearing this, the Xiaoyao Daoist turned his head even more, and said with a surprised face: "Zhuge boy, you are not dead?!"

"Fuck off, you old disrespectful character deserves to die in front. This son's fortune is better than the sky, and even God can't take it away!"

That being said, he almost died. Now he is not only covered in blood and tattered clothes, but even his face has no blood at all, and he lives like a dead man.

And the four of them have a good heart, and they don't say a word about Zhuge Chen, as if they have changed people.

Only Su Miaoxi had red eyes, grabbed Zhuge Chen's broken sleeves and didn't let go, and asked without giving up: "Are you still a dust boy?"

Zhuge Chen was stunned by this question, and after a short silence, the young man in white replied with a smile: "Yes, and it always has been." ”