At this moment, the battle in mid-air came to an end, the Elder of the Crazy Sword was unkempt, his clothes were a little torn, it seemed that the consumption was a little large, his face was slightly pale, and he fell beside Shen Fusheng and stopped him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At their stage, there are often fights with each other, but if you want to fight for your life, it is impossible to kill them, unless it involves the interests of the sect and the bottom line.

"Junior Yang Xuan, what kind of demon spell did you cast to induce my Xuange disciple to talk nonsense and excuse yourself?"

Xing Sen and the lonely old woman also fell to the ground, looking at the crazy old bastard with an unkind face, with a gloomy expression.

"So far, you are still trying to quibble, do you still want to have a face in the Sword Xuange?" Yang Xuanli snorted, took out his hands from behind his back, and the golden light was immediately flourishing, just a moment, dissipating into nothingness, but the monks present were all amazed, how could they not see what the golden light was, it was exactly the word "benevolence".

"It's ...... Benevolence?" Bu Feng and other people who knew about the heavy martial arts all smiled at the corners of their mouths, and sighed in their hearts, "What a powerful method, first with etiquette and law, with words to confuse the mind, and finally the ...... of benevolence and law."

"The old man doesn't care, the thing is what he said personally, no one will frame himself, my Fu Sect disciple needs an explanation" At this moment, Fu Lie roared, his face turned red, those few Fu Sect disciples who were in a coma, including Kong Wenfa, were using the secret technique of Fu Sect, the soul sacrifice talisman method.

Don't look at Fu Lie is now a cultivator of Shen Nian Zang, but if he wants to use this trick to fight with others, he has to think about it to see if it is worth it, and most of them will not be able to raise that courage.

Looking at it like this, he knew how serious the backlash of this secret technique was, how could he not be angry?

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more chaotic, Crazy Sword was even more annoyed in his heart, all because of that little bastard, if it weren't for him, where would the scene become like this, but the side that obviously occupied the reason would be attacked by all parties.

"Confess, confess what? Most of my Sword Xuange disciples were killed and wounded, has the old man ever asked you for an explanation?"

"Hehe, what a joke, I was angry before, and I don't know who the brute who wants to discipline the disciples of the Chongwu Sect on my behalf is?

"The surname is punished!" Crazy Jian's old face turned the color of pig liver, because his angry eyes were bloodshot, and his body was hideous, "Even if there is something wrong with Fusheng, Yang Xuan can't get out of it."

Shen Fusheng still had a furious expression, and his gloomy face revealed the fear in his heart at the moment, and he was extremely afraid.

There was silence for a moment in the field, and everyone seemed to be thinking about their little Jiujiu in their hearts, and the foolish sword transmitted to Shen Fusheng, who was a little calmer on the side, "Fusheng, you are confused, how can you act like this, if you are not sure that you will end it in the secret realm, you should not do it."

"Elder, I ......"

"That's it, the current situation is particularly unfavorable for my Sword Xuan Pavilion, and I can't get involved more," Crazy Sword groaned slightly, thinking of a way in his heart.

"Fighting alone with that Yang Xuan, are you sure to win him?"

"That waste wood is just a strange method, and now I am ready, I want to fight him, I think it will be enough to defeat him"

"Well, that's fine, but remember, I don't want to win......"

Shen Fusheng's pupils shrank when he heard this, but he couldn't stop sneering in his heart, nodded imperceptibly, and the vague murderous intent in his eyes flashed.

"Finished discussing?" Yang Xuan suddenly spoke, everyone was stunned, followed the reputation, and saw the slightly embarrassed faces of Crazy Sword and Shen Fusheng, as early as when the two of them exchanged divine thoughts, Bu Feng, who was extremely sensitive to this kind of will and divine thoughts, had sent a voice to remind that although Yang Xuan could not reach that level, he could also roughly sense the fluctuations of divine thoughts in the air, so he had a word.

Crazy Sword didn't pay attention to it at all, and after a short period of astonishment, he said in a deep voice, "It's difficult to clarify the facts here, good and evil, and if you confront each other here, even if you have ten or eight years, you still can't find a reason."

"Oh, what do you mean?" Xing Sen sneered, this old bastard has lived for so long, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is cunning, let's just see what he wants to do.

"I mean, since you are suspicious of Fusheng, and I am suspicious of this Yang Xuan in every way...... Why don't you let the two of them have a try, and if they lose, they will naturally give an explanation, how about it?"

"What do you mean, Floating Life?"

"Elder Hui, the disciple has no objections" Crazy Jian nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Yang Xuan on the side with a gloomy face.

Yang Xuan smiled freely, gave a reassuring smile to everyone behind him, including Xing Sen, and said, "Since he has no opinion, what can I say, but I don't know, what does it mean to win or lose?"

The crazy sword was speechless for a while, according to the original thought, it was intended to let Shen Fusheng hit the opponent hard, and even kill him, so that the victory or loss had to be redefined, and it could not be said that he was killed or maimed.

As if seeing the hesitation of the Elder Crazy Sword, Yang Xuan spoke again, "Be simple, how about a life and death?"

Shen Fusheng's face changed slightly, he didn't expect Yang Xuan to be so ruthless, he directly talked about life and death, and after a moment of shock, he became angry, "If you have this intention, I will accompany you, I hope you won't regret it when the time comes......"

Shen Fusheng was born together, and he was extremely cold.

Seeing Yang Xuan's firm expression, the Chongwumen monk stopped talking, and even Xing Sen recovered his previous indifference, and patted him on the shoulder, "Fight well, I'm here"

The voice was inaudible, but it was Yang Xuan who was informed by the divine thought, and his meaning was extremely obvious, "If there is really the power of life, I will save you, don't worry."

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face was even stronger, he nodded lightly, and walked to the open space in the middle of the field.

Shen Fusheng snorted lightly, and also came to the front to stand still, the momentum of the two sides was condensed, and the battle was about to break out.

"You really should regret offending me"

"Really, I don't think" Yang Xuan's light and breezy expression looked annoying, and Shen Fusheng's face suddenly gloomy, "Don't think that you have seriously injured Qiu Jingyu by borrowing other people's hands, plus there are so many weird moves that underestimate the world, you are still far behind."

"Hehe, do you really think so?"

Shen Fusheng stopped talking, the long knife hung upside down, and the voice on it was mighty, looking at him coldly, suddenly, his figure flashed, and it seemed that he was using the martial arts method of covering the clouds and hiding the trace.

The corners of Yang Xuan's mouth curved slightly, and a mysterious trajectory was drawn in front of the dust pen itself, and a simple and huge golden scroll stretched across the sky, and the golden light on it was shining, and at a glance, it was spectacular.

The attack had just been set up, but Yang Xuan was suddenly startled, and a cold shout sounded in his ears, "Yunlan Stacked Waves" The killing intent permeated behind him, faintly out of the coverage of his moves.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a vast sound of waves rolling in the field, and the ruler-long cold light was hidden in the clouds, which was not real but hidden murder.

"Confucianism, Taoism grammar, Chengxing" as soon as the words come out, the dust pen suddenly linked, the pen edge of the golden light at a glance, inch by inch hooked into a line, between the moments, with the void as paper, written under the dense golden small characters, at first glance, it is a little like the ink dots that shoot out of the ink, suddenly rising into the air, with its large piece of bright golden light.

The clouds in the sky were somewhat dispersed by its floating, as if overwhelmed, and like the melting snow of the spring sun, it turned into nothingness little by little, revealing Shen Fusheng with a shocked face.

The offensive has not been launched, but it has ended, and the killing move hidden in the sea of clouds has not been able to bloom its own fragrance.

"Falling after the star, grammar and form"

The shocking sound of the heavenly sound resounded, the Heavenly Sutra Scroll was extended, the golden light was restricted, Shen Fusheng suddenly panicked, he found that he couldn't move at all, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in an inexplicable strange force, and he couldn't break free.

"Falling" Yang Xuan waved his pen, and the golden light flashed in the sky and thundered in an instant, and infinite small characters fell along the trajectory of the pen, each seemingly small, but it was condensed with an incomparably fierce momentum.

"Junior Dare" Crazy Sword saw that it was not good, and with a shout, he was about to fly forward to rescue him, but the figure that rushed forward was stopped by a steel knife, and he could not move a single bit under the lock of the qi machine, like Shen Fusheng in the field.

"You ...... Sen!"

I saw him look joking, "When it comes to life and death, others naturally can't interfere"

Hearing this, the old face of the Crazy Sword suddenly turned as black as carbon, he didn't expect this Yang Xuan to be so powerful, even the Crazy Sword of the Sword Xuange was not an opponent, and it was only two moves, and the defeat was already there.

In a hurry, he could only shout loudly, "Little mongrel, if you hurt Fusheng, the old man swears that he will not let you go"

Yang Xuan's expression froze, and Yu Guangsen glanced coldly at the crazy Crazy Sword Elder on the side, and the corners of his mouth pulled a strange arc, "Oh? Then I'll wait"

After that, the golden light of the pen of Fan Chen suddenly shone brightly, and the meteorite attack, which was originally not slow and unhurried, was as fast as a meteor at this moment, and the landing point was Shen Fusheng's body, but it seemed that he wanted to give him the same treatment as Qiu Jingyu.

"Little brute, you ......"

"Crazy sword old hair, your mouth is too stinky" Yang Xuan's voice was like a magic sound, and it actually echoed in this very lush valley.

The dust and debris stirred up by the continuous explosion of "boom boom boom ......" flooded Shen Fusheng's figure, and the loud sound even drowned out his terrible screams.

But after a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, but I saw that he was still standing in place, one arm hanging upside down in front of him in a strange arc, his clothes were all torn, unkempt, and bloody, with the gravel everywhere, the extremely messy scene looked extremely miserable.

"Shen Fusheng, I won't kill you today, but I will also take away something" After saying that, Yang Xuan's figure flashed instantly, and his pale face was extremely solemn reflected by the golden light of the pen.

In an instant, the pen edge was stronger than King Kong, and the distance was instantaneous, with unparalleled power penetrating Shen Fusheng's dantian vital point, only to feel that the majestic True Yuan immediately went violently, vented from the wound, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Uh...... You...... You're ......"