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Everyone's eyes were focused on the two facing each other, and everyone wanted to know if the young man with the mask was qualified to be Jiang Xuan's opponent.

The wind was very strong, but it couldn't blow away the heavy blood mist around Jiang Xuan.

The fishy stench emanating from the fog became stronger and stronger, forcing everyone to cover their mouths and noses, and some even began to vomit.

Standing in the crowd, he could clearly feel the momentum on Jiang Xuan's body, and the terrifying sense of oppression was much stronger than that of the Yang Banquet. With this momentum alone, she already knew that Jiang Xuan's skills were not what they used to be, far more than the Xuanqing Three Realms.

The roaring wind pressed against the eardrums, blowing Su Ji's hair and robes.

Su Ji stood tall with his sword in the wind, his eyes wandered over Jiang Xuan, as if he was chasing something, and then stopped in one place, and his gaze no longer wavered. He slowly held his mother's saber across his eyes, as if he saw a friend who had met him at first sight, with a smile on his face.

Jiang Xuan's eyes opened slightly, and the willow immortal snake staff in his hand suddenly swelled with blood! Ten thousand blood mist condensed into a red snake and swam rapidly in the air, dazzling.

The red snake was bitten head-on with a ghostly roar, Su Ji's pupils shrank, and his body quickly dodged. There was a whistling sound of breaking wind in his ears, and a snake body flew forward grazing the tip of Su Ji's nose!

The moment he dodged, Su Ji lightly stepped on the ground with his toes, stabbed out with a sword, and took Jiang Xuan's throat directly!

This sword had already used its fastest speed, but Jiang Xuan felt that this sword was ridiculously slow, as weak as wielding a broom. He dodged sideways, and then easily dodged.

The retreating figure suddenly stopped, and Jiang Xuan asked disdainfully, "You really know how to use a sword?"

Su Ji replied in a deep voice: "No, I don't know." ”

"It's ridiculous that Yu Hongzhi's son can't use a sword!"

Su Ji closed his eyes slightly, turned the blade of the sword, and stabbed out the second sword!

In Jiang Xuan's opinion, this sword is still partial and weak, and he can't feel the momentum at all.

The corners of Jiang Xuan's mouth flashed with a hint of banter, and he didn't move until the blade approached an inch, his toes tapped the void, and his body slid away like a snake.

A cold light flashed in Su Ji's eyes, and a faint purple qi wrapped around the sword body. The moment the sword blade brushed Jiang Xuan's body, the purple qi condensed by the sword body dissipated.

If you didn't look closely, it would be difficult to notice that a few faint purple qi were soaking into Jiang Xuan's body.

Jiang Xuan looked at the dissipated purple qi and suddenly realized that the same situation was true with the sword just now. His pupils shrank, a solemn look appeared on his face, and with a wave of his sleeve, countless strips of black gas erupted from his sleeve, suddenly turning into ten thousand black snakes, and rushing towards Su Ji.

There was a violent wind in his ears, and Su Ji didn't move.

In an instant, ten thousand black snakes pierced Su Ji's body!

However, those black snakes only flew into his body, and did not cause him any harm.

Before Jiang Xuan could be shocked, he suddenly felt that his head slowly became heavy, his eyes swelled with sleepiness, and his eyelids wanted to close uncontrollably.

When he looked up, Su Ji had disappeared, only to see the scenery outside Biyou Palace crackling and shattering to the ground, and the square under his feet was shattered and falling off like broken porcelain, replaced by a different scene.

A certain time, a certain country.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the broken wooden bed onto the gray straw mats.

The light pierced through a gap in the dark world, Jiang Xuan propped up his eyes, and found that he in the bronze mirror had turned into the appearance of his youth. Looking at the strange and familiar things in front of him, Jiang Xuan suddenly realized that he was in the realm of nightmare sleep.

Under the setting sun, Jiang Xuan got up slowly and saw an old woman busy by the stove, her gray hair and her back arched into a sad arc.

Outside the gate is a war-torn village, and traces of years of fighting can be seen everywhere.

Jiang Xuan's mind began to work, think, and began to think of many things: there had been a war here, and he had just eaten.

The nose smelled a long-lost rancid smell of a soup made from a mixture of grass roots and rancid. The tip of the tongue still retains the memory of that taste, and as you chew slowly, the fragments of the grass fibers wander between your teeth, and the soup slides through the dry taste buds, and the earthy smell gradually becomes stronger.

At this time, it was an era of war and chaos, and as a descendant of the lord of the Shen Kingdom, he unfortunately went to the people. In those days, he never cared about anything he could eat.

Jiang Xuan walked out of the door and walked along the ruins after the war, and found a half-hidden dilapidated wooden door.

The edge of the wooden door trembled slightly, and it seemed as if a pair of eyes were looking at him from behind the door.

The scene in front of him is extremely familiar, all of this comes from Jiang Xuan's memories when he was a teenager.

This is the place where I first met my wife.

Behind the wooden door, an unforgettable girl was waiting for him.

However, Jiang Xuan hung his head and didn't look at the door.

Looking at the mottled land, Jiang Xuan's eyes were indifferent, even if there was a faint expression of emotion, it was by no means warmth, but pain, hatred, and sorrow......

At this time, Su Ji's erratic voice echoed: "Why don't you go in?"

Jiang Xuan couldn't help but look up, only to feel that the voice was coming from the distant sky, as if there were a hundred people talking in all directions at the same time. He felt that his Xuanqing Qi was draining, and if he stayed here, he would gradually become a mortal who had lost his cultivation.

Suddenly, a ghostly figure flashed from behind Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan turned his head suddenly, and there was no one behind him.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. Jiang Xuan said disdainfully.

Previously, when Su Ji was in retreat, he painstakingly focused on developing the enemy's strategy. It wasn't until the day before he broke through that he finally came up with a solution. This method is not to comprehend the mastery, but to recognize a fact.

He knew that although he had injured Jiang Xuan at the Chongyang Banquet, Jiang Xuan's strength was far more than that, if he fought hard directly with moves, he was afraid that he would not be able to support even one round. The only way is to use up Jiang Xuan's skills by a few percent first, as it is now.

However, at this time, Jiang Xuan was not afraid, but found it interesting. He had been worried that the duel would be boring after Murshu's death, but now his worries were gone. Unexpectedly, Su Ji was able to trap himself in the Nightmare Sleep Realm, which made him feel excited.

"Okay, then the deity will play with you!"

As he spoke, Jiang Xuan walked slowly towards the half-hidden broken door......

At this time, the people outside the Biyou Palace stared at the two people standing in the middle of the square, and their eyes were a little complicated.

Many people couldn't help but feel deep confusion when they saw the figures of two people staggered by, and then they froze motionlessly in place.

A smile appeared at the corner of Yang Wei's mouth, and said, "It turns out that the sword can also be used like this......"

"How did he do that?" asked the fox.

Yang Wei explained: "The effect of the bronze sword in his hand just now is neither stabbing nor chopping, but the same as Jiang Xuan's Willow Immortal Snake Staff, which is equivalent to a scepter magic weapon for casting spells. He deliberately said a few more words to Jiang Xuan before, but it was just to take the opportunity to find the weakest death point on Jiang Xuan's body, so as to perform the nightmare technique. ”

After hearing this, the fox fell into memory. She once witnessed the decisive battle between her father Haitang and Qingli.

At that time, Haitang and Qingli had only fought for one round, and they began to stand still like the two in the center of the square now.

To the uninitiated, Haitang and Qingli only used one trick, but in fact, the two of them have been fighting in the sleeping realm for three whole years.

The time, space, and five senses in the Nightmare Sleep Realm are all controlled by the caster. In reality, there is only a moment, but in the sleep realm, you may be delayed for three months, or thrown into a basin for a year. No matter how strong the body is, no matter how agile the speed, it seems meaningless in front of the Blue Spirit Nightmare Technique.

Fox raised her head slightly, only to see Su Ji's eyes half-open, shortness of breath, and cold sweat on his forehead. Now his eyes were all blue, and they were shivering. Although he had successfully used a trace of seemingly inconspicuous Xuan Ming Qi just now to make Jiang Xuan fall asleep, the next control was even more critical.

At this time, on the branch in the distance, a tall man in white looked at Su Ji and sighed:

"Xuan Ming Qi is really extraordinary. Last time, even Mo Shu couldn't use the Blue Spirit Nightmare Technique, but this person whose cultivation was far below Jiang Xuan did. ”

The short man in white responded: "I spied on it with secret art just now, and Jiang Xuan said that he is the son of Yu Hongzhi. ”

When they heard the words "Yu Hongzhi", the other two white-clothed people opened their eyes wide at the same time.

"This person is not Yu Hongzhi's personal lineage, the foundation of the exercises is weak, and he is all following the evil path. ”

"Who taught him all this?"

The tall man in white looked at several figures on the eaves of Biyou Palace, was silent for a long time, and a rare smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't answer their questions, but they didn't need him to answer anymore. The four of them looked at one place at the same time and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

On the eaves, the Huangmei Daoist stroked his beard and sighed: "I thought that the Lord of the Spiral Spirit Pavilion had no chance of winning, but I didn't expect to take a lead." It's a good idea to do this now. ”

Li Rumei heard that the heart of the Huangmei Daoist was vacillating between Jiang Xuan and Su Ji, and couldn't help laughing: "The pavilion master's exercises are broad and complex, and Jiang Xuan's exercises are refined and profound. However, Jiang Xuan's path is basically clear to the pavilion master, but Jiang Xuan is not clear at all about the number of pavilion masters. In terms of cultivation, the cabinet master has the upper hand, but when it comes to the struggle between life and death, it depends on the situation. ”

The two-headed god general was unwilling to surrender to Jiang Xuan in his heart, and when he saw that Su Ji had the upper hand, he hurriedly said: "Can this kind of trick kill people? We don't want to defeat Jiang Xuan, but we have to kill him!"

The four-armed gambler was looking forward to Jiang Xuan's death, but he didn't want to lose money, so he said in a tangled manner: "That's right, if you want to kill, you must not leave a living mouth!" Jiang Xuan is like an earthworm with a hard life, he must be chopped up to die completely!"

At this time, the one-eyed medical immortal, who had been standing next to him and did not speak, said slowly: "Of course it is good that he can take this opportunity to get rid of Jiang Xuan. However, there is only one such opportunity, and once Jiang Xuan walks out of the Nightmare Sleep Realm, he will no longer have the power to fight back......"