Jiang Yanchen said coldly: "I just want to peek, and I'm not interested in seeing you, a monster hybrid between humans and ghosts." If I say that I secretly learn your martial arts, why do you have the upper hand when you do it? I know that you have not been practicing well recently, and you have not been able to break through some hurdles, and you have stopped moving forward for several days in a row, but you can't find the cause and effect, so you don't want to know the real reason?"

The sect leader was stunned, as long as the scene in the open place was carefully observed, everyone could detect it, and it was not surprising. But when practicing internal strength, the subtle feelings can only be experienced by oneself, "like a person drinking water, cold and warm self-knowing", and now Jiang Yanchen can actually point out his internal strength is poor, so he can't help but be surprised.

Jiang Yanchen said lightly: "You don't have to be arrogant, it's not that your martial arts training qualifications are too poor, but the 'Seven Evil Techniques' you have practiced, from beginning to end, every move and style are fundamentally wrong." The sect leader said angrily: "Nonsense! This is the first ...... of this seat First...... How can it be wrong?"

Jiang Yanchen said: "It's a good transmission from your ancestors, but this set of copies is fake in the first place, and it seems that the secret of this sect has also come from here, and the entry can only end here." It can be seen that Lord Ling Zun has no expectations for you at all, and he is still indifferent when he sees you killed. He only treats you as a strategist and pawn, and even if he really ascends to the throne, he will not pass it on to you in the future, otherwise why would he even send the life-seeking beheading and soul-breaking tears that he has already obtained to someone else rather than hand them over to you?"

The sect leader's face was so gloomy that he could wring out water, and he relied on his mask to hide his gaffe, and said in a low tone: "What do you mean by these words? Jiang Yanchen's left foot suddenly staggered back half a step, bowed and saluted, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Fuguogong, fortunately, fortunately." ”

The sect leader was shocked and shouted, "You...... What nonsense are you talking about?" Jiang Yanchen said coldly: "Xinyi Fuguo Gong, Aixinjue Luoza Saktu, the third son of Prince Heshuozhuang, didn't you hear clearly? Do you need me to say it again?" The sect leader's teeth collided and said, "You...... Where did you hear these rumors? If you don't come to be alarmist, this seat will not be threatened by you!" But the voice trembled, and the fear in his heart was already obvious.

Jiang Yanchen said: "Whether it's alarmist or not, you know it in your own heart." Your identity is not a shocking secret, and no one will take a second glance at it when you sell it in the market. There are very few people in the royal family who know your surname, let alone send people to hunt down and kill you year after year, and you really think too much of yourself, and you are worried all day long, covering up, and doing all kinds of useless things that are completely unnecessary. You keep claiming that others are concubines, but if I remember correctly, you are not the eldest son of the lineage, and Lingtang is not from a noble background. The sect leader stammered, "You...... How dare you ......"

Jiang Yanchen said: "Prince Heshuozhuang's hopes are all pinned on his youngest son, he is not desperate to protect his integrity? ”

Thinking of the seven secret secrets that he had found in the mezzanine with Luo Jin, he smiled faintly and said, "You have endured it so far, in order to one day wash away your grievances." In fact, years of painstaking management have all been useless and worthless, and a lifetime has really been in vain. You should have died more than ten years ago, and if you want me to say, it is better to be reborn as soon as possible, and cast into a good family in the next life to enjoy pure happiness. ”

The sect leader nodded slowly and said, "Your mouth is really cheap, this seat can't wait to tear it directly." Even if I personally fed the wolf cubs, I will not take revenge like you, you are really not as good as a beast!" Jiang Yanchen said coldly: "Look at you dare to scold me again? Today is the day of my elevation!"

The sect leader shouted: "The grasshopper also wants to shake the tree, today is your death day!" The sect leader turned around several times, but he couldn't get rid of him, but turned around first and became dizzy.

Jiang Yanchen took the opportunity to go around in front of him, and slapped his palms alternately, each palm dissolving into a trailing light and shadow, and at first glance it seemed as if hundreds of hands were attacking at the same time. False and real, the sect leader raised his arms many times and set up an empty position, and his body was hit with a few heavy palms first, the skin and flesh were not very painful, but the bitter thing was the shock in his body like a river and a sea, and he punched him in the face.

Jiang Yanchen's right hand reversed around his left arm, twisted upward, bypassed his shoulder, his elbow half supported and half pressed on his upper arm, and his two fingers popped out, inserting into the only two holes in the sect leader's mask. The eyes are the most important part of the human body, and the eyeballs are soft and easily damaged. The Sect Master leaned back sharply to avoid touching his eyelids, and at the same time pulled out his arms with all his might, grabbed his two fingers, and twisted them outward, trying to break his fingers.

Jiang Yanchen knew that the other side door was protected by a mask, and raised his foot to kick the sect leader's abdomen, but the sect leader still pulled his fingers and didn't let go, kicked his legs back, jumped in the air, and dismantled a few more moves, raised his hand and tore the sleeve of his left arm, the support was lost, and his body also fell.

Jiang Yanchen was furious, his right palm was raised, and he swept down the diagonal cut from above. A white light flashed in the air, and cracks appeared in the mask on the sect leader's face, spreading like cobwebs in all directions, and finally falling to the ground. His true face was also revealed for the first time, and his face was covered with scars, whether wounded by the sword, or burned, or burned, almost everything that was connected to the scars. Cratered, uneven, not a single intact skin. The whole face looks like a human for three points and a ghost for seven points, which is terrifying.

The sect leader has not seen the light of day for more than ten years, and his first thought is to raise his hand to cover his face, and he saw Jiang Yanchen's sneering expression between his fingers, and thought: "No matter how ugly the appearance is, this seat is still the first in the world, and everyone is my slave." This kid is dying in the blink of an eye, so what's the harm in giving him a few more looks?"

Thinking of the relief in his heart, when he removed his arm, he flicked the sleeves of his robe, raised his head, and said with a proud expression: "Yes, I am Zasaktu! In the past, in order to make this bitter scheme, this seat did not hesitate to disfigure himself and cheat to death to escape! If not, how could he have escaped Nurhachi's poisonous hands? His subordinates all thought that I was dead, but they did not know that I had fled with the afterimage sword on the orders of my father, and after the hardships of lying on the salary, I went incognito, practiced martial arts, and waited for the day when I would make a comeback and make a comeback! As soon as my divine skills were completed, I opened a mountain and established a sect and founded the Shadow Sacrifice Sect, with the sole purpose of taking revenge and regaining the throne of the Emperor!

Jiang Yanchen smiled and said: "I advise Your Excellency to do it yourself, no matter how powerful you are, I am afraid that you will not be able to defeat the Ten Palaces of Yama." ”

Zasaktu sneered: "Bastard little ghost, think it's great to know the secret of this seat? How much do you know about the mystery of your own life experience? Let this seat tell you! In accordance with my father's instructions, I took away the youngest son of the Ulanala clan Abahai and fostered him in a peasant family, calling him a noble little prince, because of the palace coup, I took him to flee, and when the situation is stable, I will come to take him back and live a good life of glory and wealth. entrusted the couple to take good care of them, and promised a heavy reward for the coming day. When this miracle is completed, he will immediately return to bring him back to the helm, carefully cultivated, ** martial arts. In order to make him die, he did not hesitate to lure him with heavy profits, and even gave him the position of young master, as smart as you are, you should be able to guess who that child is, right? I trained you to run for me, in order to prove that his son Nurhachi is nothing more than a dog who obeys my orders! I will make him unstable under the nine springs, and he will have a big beard under the grave! Although this seat is also related to you, when I see you, I think of Nurhachi, and it really makes me angry. You were quite well-behaved and obedient when you were young, but as you get older, your true nature is gradually revealed, your ambition becomes more and more vigorous, and you speak and act like that old horseman, and what kind of person you are, what kind of kind of kind of person you have!"

Jiang Yanchen listened to him reveal the shocking mystery, his face was still calm as usual, and he smiled lightly: "I'm really sorry to disappoint you, I'm not." ”

Zasaktu's eyes changed slightly, Shao Qing immediately calmed down, and sneered: "Why, it turns out that you are also a bad seed, in order to save your life, you don't even dare to admit your true identity?" Hmph, this seat overestimates you, Nurhachi's son is just like that!"

Jiang Yanchen said: "I am seeking truth from facts. Do I know who I am or do you know? The farmer also had a son, both newborn babies, and they raised them together and loved them equally. These two children have been playing since they were children, almost inseparable, going up the tree and down the river together, digging birds' nests to catch grasshoppers...... There is nothing new in the countryside farmhouse. Although they have a good relationship, they are both competitive, and no matter what tricks they play, no one wants to lose to anyone. The country couple was old, their mouths were fast, and they had a few more gossips, and one day they talked privately in the room, but they didn't know that the wall had ears, and they eavesdropped on the little prince. He was naturally proud, feeling that this time his companion could no longer compare with him, so he went to brag on the spot. The other child was scheming, and pretended to be blind and coaxed a few words, but a few days later, he went with him to the river to play, and took the opportunity to drown him in the water. After a long time, from childhood to the general horn, he has not left any marks on his body, and it is difficult to identify the other party. The old couple was greedy for profits, hoping that their son would have a good life and be filial to them in the future, and they both acquiesced in pretending to be deaf and dumb. When you come back to receive people, that child will take the opportunity to impersonate you, follow you to the rudder of the altar, and be carefully cultivated by you, ** martial arts, lured by heavy profits, and named the young master'......"

Zasaktu's face changed miserably, and he could no longer listen to it. For more than ten years, every time I thought of Nurhachi's son being obedient and at his mercy, I would laugh out loud in my sleep. It's always been an important part of what sustains him, and it's the only comfort in the nightmare. Today, I heard that many years of hard work have all been reduced to a fantasy, and it is a low-born peasant cub who ruined his revenge plan, and the anger surging in his chest almost wants to explode his body, even if Jiang Yanchen's body is broken into thousands of pieces, it is not enough to repay these years of hard work.

His eyes were gloomy, and every word was bitten out of his teeth, and he said with difficulty: "You are a tanuki who killed the prince! This seat is really a legacy of raising tigers, leaving a misfortune in vain, and you really shouldn't have raised such a wolf-hearted beast back then!"

Jiang Yanchen said coldly: "You know at this time, it's too late!" Leaping forward, both fists swung at Zasaktu's body. Zasaktu palmed the tiger and the wind, guarding the door, each move was several times heavier than before. The two of them formed a barrier of internal force, and when they fought, their hands and feet had not yet touched, and the internal forces collided with each other, and the aftermath of the agitation had shaken violently in the secret room, and pieces of sand and stones fell from the roof, and smoke and dust were everywhere. The skills of both sides have reached the limit, and they are only attacking but not defending, this is indeed a life-and-death fight.

Jiang Yanchen greeted a few palms, his tactics changed abruptly, and he quickly turned around Zasaktu's side, stepping extremely fast, one moment it was still in front of him, but the next moment it was at the side and back of his body, just like a doppelganger, forming a tight encirclement. Zasaktu didn't dare to make a rash move, knowing that he was aiming to dazzle himself and expose his flaws, and sure enough, Jiang Yanchen only moved around and did not attack. At this time, the situation is more dangerous than the other side, whoever can't hold his breath first and attacks first will be the loser.