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After signing the Tianshan contract, Xiaoya ordered someone to release Changkong, Yang Zhaodi and others brought from Kunlun Mountain.

When Changkong heard the result of the negotiation, he ceded Kunlun to the Demon Sect, and his face was like ashes.

What can he do?

This is a cruel world that relies on strength to speak, the Kunlun faction exists in name only, even if it still relies on Kunlun Mountain to not leave, but it is surrounded by demon sects, and sooner or later it will be destroyed by the demon sect.

Being driven out of Kunlun now is not necessarily a bad thing.

But when I thought of the patriarch's foundation for more than 3,000 years, it was destroyed in my own hands, and even Kunlun Mountain was not saved, and Changkong was like dying seven or eight times, and his face was pale.

Yun Xiaoye was a little embarrassed when he saw Li Ziye and Yang Zhaodi coming together, especially when he saw that Yang Zhaodi's face was not very good, a feeling of guilt welled up in his heart.

He has been thinking many times in the past few days, if he learned that Yang Zhaodi was pregnant with his own flesh and blood ten years ago, what would the scene be like now?

Yang Zhaodi also saw the slight change in Yun Xiaoxie's expression, she was very smart, and soon thought that she was trapped in the Demon Sect, and the master must have informed Yun Xiaoxie of Yang Xie'er's life experience according to his letter.

She didn't dare to look at him, pulled Li Ziye and whispered: "Yezi, I'm still not going, I'm afraid." ”

Li Ziye glanced at Yang Zhaodi, who was panicking, and then at Yang Zhaodi, who was looking here, sighed in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

At this time, Li Tielan had already strode towards Li Ziye and Yang Zhaodi, and when she came to the two of them, she said, "Are you all right?"

On this side, some people in the righteous path were comforting the dozens of captives who were released by Xiaoya, but on the other side, Xiaoya stepped forward, stood on the Tianshu stone platform, and announced that after discussing with Yun Xiaoxie, five fighting skills competitions would be held.

Regarding the five competitions between the two sides of the righteous and demon, ordinary disciples didn't know, and only a few people in the Bright Holy Sect knew about it, such as Xiaoya and Qin Daoyi.

When Xiaoya announced this loudly, the noisy Ling Xiaofeng instantly became silent, but in the end, there was an even more enthusiastic cheer.

These ordinary disciples can not care about private intrigues, they can see the immortal fighting method, this is what they dream of.

Regarding the matter of fighting methods, Yun Xiaoxiao was indeed secretly placed by Xiaoya, five fighting methods, as far as the current point of view, it is not easy for the righteous path to achieve three victories.

After the cheers of the disciples in the square were a little quieter, Yun Xiaoye said to the little girl, "Little girl, how are you going to compare?"

The little girl pursed her lips and smiled: "In five competitions, each side will send five people." ”

Yun Xiaoye shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since we have signed a peace contract, let's try to compete with each other to have fun." ”

After speaking, he looked at Ding Mian.

Ding Mian nodded, walked out slowly, stood on the Tianshu stone platform, and said, "Ding is not talented, I am willing to be the first to fight." ”

At this time, the cheering and noise in the square gradually stopped, and everyone's eyes widened.

Ding Mian wants to make a move?

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but accelerate.

Ding Mian has been famous for more than four hundred years, he is the junior brother of the former master of the Xuanbing Palace, and now he is still the position of the great elder of the Xuanbing Palace.

Xiaoya looked unimpressed, as if she had expected that Yun Xiaoye would send Ding Mian.

She turned around and glanced at the Three-Hand Ghost Emperor.

The Three-Hand Ghost Emperor didn't say a word, and walked out slowly.

Ding Mian saw the three-handed ghost emperor walk out from behind the little girl, and his face changed slightly.

These two people really know each other well, when the three-handed ghost emperor went to the Xuanbing Palace to ask for help in order to save his beloved, but the people of the Xuanbing Palace not only stood by and watched the death not to be saved, but also besieged him, and among the masters of the Xuanbing Palace who participated in the siege of him back then, there was Ding Mian!

These two people have a deep grudge, and they snorted at the same time when they met.

Ding Mian came back to his senses and said lightly: "It's you." ”

The three-handed ghost emperor said: "Brother Ding, it seems that the grievances of the past should be broken today." ”

Ding Mian's face was a little solemn, of course he knew the power of the Three-Hand Ghost Emperor, but he was not afraid, the Nine Cold Ice Condensing Technique of the Xuanbing Palace was the purest technique of the righteous path, and he had always restrained the evil art of the Demon Sect and the Ghost Sect, and he thought that he was somewhat sure of the Three-Hand Ghost Emperor.

The young disciples in the square saw that this first battle was actually Ding Mian and the Three-Hand Ghost Emperor, and they instantly boiled again.

The Xuanbing Palace has always rarely walked around Middle-earth, and it is the most low-key of the several major factions of the righteous path, and Ding Mian only made a move during the beast demon catastrophe ten years ago.

Needless to say, the Three-Hand Ghost Emperor is the great devil of the Demon Sect who has been hiding from the world for many years, and no one can say how high the Dao is.

But not long ago, the god of war Huang Tieying was defeated by the hands of the three-handed ghost emperor.

Whether Ding Mian can be avenged by Huang Tieying this time is still a matter of two words.

Yun Xiaoye and the others all returned to their chairs and sat down, it was already noon at the moment, because it was late autumn and early winter, the temperature was a little cold, and the sun was also a little cold.

The boiling square gradually quieted down, and everyone's eyes were focused on the two old men standing on the Tianshu stone platform.

After a while, Ding Mian said: "Three-handed ghost brother, you and I are old acquaintances, and it is really a blessing for Ding Mian to be able to discuss with you today." Please. ”

The Three-Hand Ghost Emperor was also not polite, directly, running the true law, slowly running the true law, and his body was suddenly filled with a black gas.

The Tianshu stone platform was very large, and the two thousand people sitting cross-legged on it could withstand the test of the heart demons, so the two of them did not plan to fight directly into the void at first.

Ding Mian slowly raised his hand, and suddenly the white light in his palm shone, and a cold and steaming fairy sword appeared.

The three-handed ghost emperor also knew that Ding Mian's Taoism was not trivial, and he didn't dare to be arrogant, his right hand pointed at the sword, and with a slight swipe in front of him, the black light suddenly shone, and a white bone magic weapon appeared in the black light!

I don't know what kind of animal bone the white bone is refined, about three feet long, thick in front and thin in the back, showing a strange gray-white color.

On the Tianshu stone platform, the three-handed ghost emperor who shot first had no fancy skills, and his body was above Ding Mian, and then he raised the white bone in his hand, and split Huashan with a simple move, and slashed straight down from above.

The corners of Ding Mian's mouth moved, not with his sword to block this blow, but with his backhand turning the cold ice sword in his hand, without looking at it, a sword stabbed upwards into the sky.

The fairy sword that exuded a faint cold aura, the tip of the sword was directly pointed at the white bone magic weapon that was quickly split.

With a soft bang, Ding Mian's body took a few steps back, and the three-handed ghost emperor seemed to be hit by a counterattack force, and he turned over and flew into the sky with his strength.

Ding Mian was a little on tiptoe, his body was as elegant as catkins, he roared softly, and even people rose up with swords, his movements were chic and elegant, plus his thin bones, bearded eyebrows and white hair, like the legendary immortal old immortal.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged swords and fought dozens of moves in mid-air.

Everyone looked up at the sky, and the noise of discussion disappeared, and they all watched nervously, for fear of missing a moment of exciting duel.

On the periphery of the crowd, there were still black-clothed and masked people who were talking softly.

Ren Qing said: "Little Master, which of these two people is more powerful?"

Broken Chenzi glanced at Ren Qing slightly, and said, "You can't see it?"

Ren Qing smiled and said, "I can't see it." ”

It's strange that Broken Dust believes her.

For example, with their level of cultivation, except for Xiaoya and Yun Xiaoxi, who cultivated the Heavenly Alien Technique, the cultivation of the other people present could be seen thoroughly by the two of them at a glance.

When it comes to cultivation, the three-handed ghost emperor is more vigorous, but what Ding Mian is cultivating is the cold ice technique of restraining the ghost path, and the master duel is only a fraction of a second, if it is a life-and-death fight, Ding Mian will most likely end up like Huang Tieying, but if it is a competition that only wins one move so far, it is difficult to say.

The two of them haven't played each other for two hundred years, and they can't tell what the other party's strength is now.

Both of them knew in their hearts that what happened in Tianshan on this day was destined to be immortalized in history, and the two of them were fortunate enough to fight here, and they did not dare to be careless, so as not to ruin their reputation in a lifetime.

On the side of the righteous path, the empty phase sitting next to Yun Xiaoxie said in a low voice: "Master Yun, the master of the Demon Sect is like a cloud, whether we want to fight in the next four battles like we discussed last night, with Lao Qu and Zhu Gou's Shi Master." ”

Yun Xiaoxiao knew what the void phase was worried about, the void phase and Zhu Gou were the cultivation masters of the ninth layer of the primordial god realm, although they were also ranked top in the world, but today's battle was a battle of heaven and man immortals, and it was obvious that Xiao Ya had prepared five masters of the realm of heaven and man.

On his side, he couldn't make up five masters of the realm of heaven and man, so he and Zhu Gou made up the numbers temporarily, and most of them were humiliating themselves.

He glanced at Han Xuemei, who was sitting not far from the lower head, and then said to the empty phase: "I understand what you mean, I'll go ask Senior Sister Han." ”

Yun Xiaoxie actually didn't want Han Xuemei to get involved in this matter, but judging from the current situation, the original routine of letting Ding Mian open up the situation now doesn't work, Ding Mian's cultivation and the three-handed ghost emperor are between Bozhong, and the victory or defeat of the two is difficult to predict.

Now Yun Xiaoye no longer had the heart to look at the fighting methods of the two in the sky, but walked to Han Xuemei's side and said in a low voice, "Senior Sister Han." ”

Han Xuemei was looking at it in a daze, when she suddenly heard a voice, turned her head to look, and saw Yun Xiaoxiao standing in front of her, and the words that Gao Yulin said to herself in Shili Pinghu at night in her heart.

His expression froze, and he was a little panicked in his heart, and he got up and said, "Master." ”

Yun Xiaoxiao said: "Borrow a step to speak." ”

Han Xuemei didn't know what Yun Xiaoxie was looking for at her at this time, but she still followed.

In my memory, this was the first time Yun Xiaoxiao had spoken to himself in the past few days.

It wasn't anything before, but the night before she heard the stories between herself and Yun Xiaoxie, she was a little uncomfortable.

Away from the crowd, Han Xuemei said, "Master, what are you looking for?"

Yun Xiaoye glanced at Ding Mian and the two of them, who were fighting more and more fiercely in the sky, and said, "Senior Sister Han, the Demon Sect has been preparing for these five battles for a long time, and we can't guarantee three wins in five battles. ”

Han Xuemei said: "Huh, what does that have to do with me?"

Yun Xiaoxiao looked at Han Xuemei, whose temperament had changed greatly after losing her memory, and smiled bitterly in her heart.

said: "Actually, I want to ask you to help, but I don't know your current situation. ”

Han Xuemei lost her memory, Yun Xiaoye was afraid that she would even forget the spell, so he kept excluding her from the five people, and now the situation was too serious, he could only helplessly call Han Xuemei aside to ask Han Xuemei about her current situation.

The crimson color of Han Xuemei's face disappeared, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She thought about it, suddenly blinked, and said, "I'm not very good." ”

If it was Yun Xiaoxie's temperament or thirty years ago, he would definitely hit his head against the wall.

This is not nonsense, he knows very well how strong Han Xuemei is, he realized reincarnation a few years ago, and reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man, in addition to himself and Shangguan Shibo in Shushan, Zuo Kui is also a little qualified to fight with her.

Now Han Xuemei's head is so stupid that she has forgotten how good she is.

When Yun Xiaoye looked at her, he knew that he couldn't count on her, and sighed faintly.

Looking at Yun Xiaoxie's disappointed expression and listening to his sigh, Han Xuemei was actually a little heartbroken.

Said: "Master, if you let me go up, I'll go up, don't worry, I believe I will win, and I promise to beat them to the point that they can't take care of themselves." ”

Yun Xiaoye said in surprise: "Senior Sister Han, who did you learn these words from?"

Han Xuemei said: "Sister Renqing." ”

Yun Xiaoxie's head was bigger.

Since Ren Qing's heart came back, it seems that he has changed as a different person, as eccentric as Master Song.

Now Han Xuemei's memory is blank, just like the innocence of a naughty child.

It's really close to Zhu and red and black to ink.

It's only been a few days, and Han Xuemei has learned badly with Ren Qing.

He was afraid that if Han Xuemei and Ren Qing had been together for a long time, would they become a crazy woman like Master Song?

"Bang!"

A loud noise came from the sky, disrupting his thinking, and he jumped high like a monkey awakened.

Han Xuemei said, "What's wrong with you?"

Yun Xiaoxie's face turned red and said, "No, it's nothing." ”

Han Xuemei said: "Then I can't go up later?"

Yun Xiaoye couldn't make up her mind, she was really afraid that if Han Xuemei really went up to fight with the people of the Demon Sect, what kind of moth would she make.

But when he raised his eyes, he saw that the demonic qi and yin qi in the sky had already wrapped Ding Mian in the air, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Up!"

In the black qi in the sky, against the strange demonic power, if it was an ordinary master, or a cultivator in the primordial god realm, he would have been unable to withstand the corrosion of this strange black qi.

Dante is by no means an extraordinary person, and he has his own reasons for being able to change the weight of wood for hundreds of years.

Facing the strange black qi that filled the surroundings, although he was not shocked, the fairy sword in his hand was white and bright.

The cold and icy qi is the nemesis of all filthy energy, just like the magic weapon in Yang Zhaodi's hand, the Ice Heart Flower, is the nemesis of almost all demonic magic weapons.

The pure aura frantically emanated from the fairy sword in Ding Mian's hand, and the white light and black qi were intertwined, making a strange sound.

But soon, the white light forcibly tore a big hole in the black gas, and let the black gas fight back, but that white light always wrapped Ding Mian, blocking all the black gas from the periphery.

The people below could no longer see the two in the black qi, but everyone knew that the fighting method between Ding Mian and the three-handed ghost emperor in the sky had entered the decisive stage.

Suddenly, I saw the three-handed ghost emperor rushing out of the black qi, hanging in the air, throwing away the white bone magic weapon in his hand, his hands suddenly and quickly pinched all kinds of weird handprints, and bitter and lengthy spells came out of his mouth.

The wind and clouds are quiet, and time stops.

Everyone could only see the three-handed ghost emperor above the void chanting spells like madness.

After about a few breaths, there was a sudden popping sound in the sky, and then, the ghost cried like a thunderbolt tearing the sky.

The entire Tianshan Mountains were instantly gloomy, and even the people of Lingxiao City, dozens of miles away, felt the slightest bone-deep yin wind wafting around.

As the sound of the ghost crying sounded, the black qi in the sky suddenly expanded violently, as if it had disappeared, but everyone knew that it was impossible.

Sure enough, after Ding Mian slowly reappeared in everyone's field of vision in the black qi, with the spell of the three-handed ghost emperor, the scattered black qi re-condensed, and this time, it was condensed and compressed into dozens of terrifying black skulls, one of which was very huge, like a hill, black and shiny.

There are dozens of smaller skulls surrounding it.

Everyone gasped, especially Xiaoya, squinting her eyes and muttering to herself: "Grandpa Ghost Emperor is really amazing, no wonder Mr. Ghost asked me to ask him to help me back then, this ghost ghost technique, although it is worse than Mr. Ghost back then, but it is far better than me." ”

Xiaoya is telling the truth, the ghost ghost art is only one of the magical powers she has cultivated, but the three-handed ghost emperor has been immersed in this way for more than four hundred years, and the overall cultivation is not stunned, but if you want to talk about the attainments in the ghost art alone, Xiaoya has to admit that the three-handed ghost emperor is indeed one level higher than her.

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