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Ximen Wang narrowed his eyes, looked at Xu Chen and said, "In the spring, you were in retreat in the cliff cave behind the Dushan Sect, and it was really not Fu Wu Shuangxiu, but you...... Already enchanted. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Xu Chen spat a mouthful of bloody spit into the snow in front of him and did not answer.

Previously, Ximen Wang had figured out half of the answer, and that answer was that Xu Chen had already entered the demon, otherwise if he was an ordinary cultivator, he would not be able to withstand the huge power carried by the iron spear.

But that's only half the answer.

Ximen Wang fired three shots at Xu Chen tonight, each shot was full of spirit, he believed that even those masters of the Demon Sect back then would not be able to follow.

Xu Chen should be dead, but he is still alive.

At the most critical point in time, when the shadow of death on the tip of the gun was about to cover his body, he could always react in advance, and it was the most correct response.

Ximen Wang's warning was suddenly born, and even if Xu Chen was enchanted, he couldn't explain how he could do this, because this meant that he had the deepest understanding of the fluctuations in the vitality of heaven and earth around him.

In other words, tonight's Xu Chen seems to have the battle consciousness of knowing the fate realm.

The snow on the city wall gradually stopped, but it was even colder than before, Senior Brother and Ye Tianming looked in the direction of Yanming Lake, and the breath exhaled by the two of them filled the surroundings like mist.

Ye Tianming didn't expect that Xu Chen actually caught Ximen Wang's gun, although he was embarrassed to the extreme, but he didn't die after all, which made him puzzled and even a little shocked.

Although Ximen Wang's spear was dark and walked without a trace in the night clouds, it was in a bright and upright position, and it was comprehensively suppressed with speed and strength, forcing the opponent to fight only to the death.

With Xu Chen's current level of consciousness, he can't capture the trajectory of the Ming Spear at all, let alone anticipate the enemy's first, so he can only make a hard connection, and his cultivation realm is only in the Cave Xuan Realm, and he has no ability to recruit the vitality of heaven and earth as a means, so when Ximen Wang uses the first shot, he should have died.

"Ximen Wang's spear naturally can't stab you, Mr. Big. ”

Ye Tianming glanced at the senior brother and continued: "If it is, it must be to lift the hilt of the sword upside down, hit it with the surging yellow waves, grab and kill it, if it is me who faces the iron spear, I will probably use the sword intent to condense like an iron rope and try to tie up this gun, but I don't understand, how can Xu Chen dodge his gun." ”

After thinking for a while, the senior brother shook his head and said, "I don't know how the junior brother did it. ”

Ye Tianming closed his eyes and listened intently to the faint sound of guns and knives hitting on the snow lake in the distance, the sound of someone stepping on the snow like a ghost, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, frowned, and said, "Even so, I can't explain it. ”

The elder brother asked, "So?"

Ye Tianming said expressionlessly: "You know what I am referring to. ”

Senior Brother said, "The Dushan Sect will not admit it. ”

Ye Tianming said in a cold voice: "Not admitting it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist. ”

The senior brother said slowly: "If there is no evidence, then it will only cause trouble." ”

Ye Tianming took a deep breath, and suddenly said something without a head or tail: "Xuanwei will leave one day." ”

The senior brother didn't think twice and said a word.

This sentence is almost exactly the same as the sentence that Xu Chen said to Ye Tong at the beginning.

"I don't think the teacher will leave before us. ”

Since the mantle inherited in the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, Haoran Qi has been constantly changing Xu Chen's body, his current body is becoming stronger and stronger, his strength is becoming greater and greater, and correspondingly, his body and speed are becoming faster and faster.

But Ximen Wang is a strong man in the previous generation of the Demon Sect, his body has been cultivated by True Qi for many years, and his strength and speed are far above Xu Chen, so he was able to block Ximen Wang's spear, not because of these.

Xu Chen didn't know that Ximen Wang's last resort was actually the Daomen's exercises, and he didn't expect that Ximen Wang would have his own natal object, but in the depths of his sea of consciousness, there were countless fragments of consciousness that Master Lotus Sheng had passed.

Those fragments of consciousness are spiritual imprints.

Ximen Wang's Demon Sect Kung Fu is all inherited from Liansheng, Liansheng knows his disciple better than anyone else, although he can't know the situation when Ximen Wang practiced the Ming Gun, but he knows Ximen Wang's temperament, preferences and habits and even the direction where he stands on his feet, he knows all the things about Ximen Wang.

If Master Lotus is a huge net as wide as the ocean, then Ximen Wang is a stone giant walking on this huge web, seemingly powerful and indestructible, in fact, every step he takes is still in that net, and every vibration will let that net know his intentions.

Xu Chen has all the spiritual imprints of Master Lotus Sheng, which is equivalent to having this net, although he can't actively control these spiritual imprints, but when Ximen Wang walks on the net, those fragments of consciousness in the depths of the sea of consciousness will begin to glow, telling him in advance what Ximen Wang is going to do and what he should do.

Xu Chen, who was far less powerful than Xu Chen, who was on the seaside in the cold winter last year, was still able to stay calm in the face of Ximen Wang's fist that was more powerful than tonight, because those fragments of consciousness were working.

Tonight, the fragments of consciousness are still working.

A cold wind blows from the winter forest on the east shore of the lake, rolling up the snow on the surface of the lake and sprinkling powder.

Simon looked at the snow, and suddenly thought of the seashore and the snow-like ash in his hands. The box of teacher's ashes, his body suddenly became cold.

"Teacher...... What did he teach you?"

Ximen looked at Xu Chen and asked, his eyes burning with a cold flame.

Xu Chen's eyes were also bright, and he pointed to his head and said, "Master Liansheng didn't teach me anything, but he did leave me something. The consciousness he left behind told me that he also wanted to kill you, a criminal, and clear the portal for the Holy Sect, so it was all your teacher's murder against you. ”

Ximen Wang was silent for a long time, and suddenly said with an indifferent expression: "The Dushan Sect claims to be the right way, but you are a disciple of the Dushan Sect but you studied under the Lotus Sheng Demon Head, and you use the Demon Sect's exercises, which is really a big rebellion." ”

Xu Chen said: "You are a disciple of the Demon Sect, you studied under Liansheng, but you betrayed the Demon Sect and took refuge in the Daomen, and even changed the cultivation of the Dao Sect, giving up your own heaven and earth to cultivate the natal object, you are even more rebellious than me." ”

Ximen Wang suddenly sneered and said, "I didn't expect that tonight would be a battle between two traitors. ”

Xu Chen shook his head and said, "The Demon Sect regards you as an enemy, and the Mountain Sect has not denied my identity. ”

Ximen Wang said: "No matter what the teacher teaches you, you will still die tonight." ”

Xu Chen said: "I thought that I was the only one in the world who was better at using my mouth than with my hands. ”

Simon Wang squinted his eyes and said, "Then do it, please take me another shot." ”

The cold sound faded away, and Ximenwang's burly body seemed to become a real mountain, and a deep crack suddenly appeared in the solid lake ice under his feet, and the lake water could be faintly seen.

The snow lake finally began to ripple, the distance between the two people on the lake narrowed sharply, Ximen Wang held the iron gun in his hand, straightened and stabbed, Xu Chen's wrist flicked, and he slashed it down.

Iron spears and standard sabers meet again.

Feeling the terrifying power coming from the hilt of the knife, Xu Chen frowned, without any hesitation, his mental power burst out, and the drop of crystal liquid in his body spun at a high speed, and the Haoran Qi that had been cultivated and accumulated in the mountain cliff cave behind the Mountain Sect for several months spewed out in an almost presumptuous attitude!

The standard saber in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and countless golden rays of light splashed out from the dull sword body, like the golden light reflected by the Chang'an city wall in the twilight, and like a sudden appearance of the sun, instantly shining the pitch-black Yanming Lake like day!

The golden and holy brilliance, after leaving the standard saber, passed through the cold air, turned into a puff of golden sand, and struck Ximen Wang's face fiercely!

Thousands of years later, the Tao and the devil have never been separated.

Divine art, undoubtedly one of the nemesis of the Demon Sect's exercises, is that after Ye Tong realized the divine technique, he was regarded as the natural heir of the ruling division responsible for chasing and killing the remnants of the Demon Sect.

The strongest of the Demon Sect, the most feared is the holy Tianshenhui, who is to imprison characters such as Master Liansheng in the Yidushan Sect, and also use Shenhui to draw up the Fan Cage Formation.

Divine art is a gift from heaven to the Daomen, it is the punishment of the Demon Sect, those golden rays, ignoring the strong bodies and majestic true qi of the Demon Sect cultivators, directly affect the flow of true qi in their bodies in the air, and can even directly melt the crystal walls of the meridians in their bodies!

In the battle of the Winter Lake tonight, Ximen Wang left his most powerful means to the end, and an iron spear swept in all directions, and Xu Chen also left his Dao Gate magic until this time!

In the blazing celestial radiance, Ximen Wang's cheeks seemed to be pale and about to become transparent, his pupils seemed to really burn, and his eyelashes fell off at the root of Shenhui, then turned into charcoal, then into ashes, and finally into nothingness, and a flash of horror flashed in his pupils, followed by a playful smile.

Looking at Xu Chen outside the divine light, Ximen Wang laughed uncontrollably, and roared almost like a roar: "You think I don't know that you know how to do magic! But your magic is fake! You are still angry! How can candlelight become sunshine! What is fake is fake, and it will never become true! You are not, what can you do with me!"

The majestic true qi erupted wildly from his burly mountain-like body, accompanied by a sneering sound, and the snow around him was shaken away from the surface of the lake, and it actually floated into the night sky!

Ximen Wang stood in the floating snow, holding a gun in one hand and pressing down, like a god leaning over the clouds to look at him, unstoppable.

Xu Chen's knees were slightly bent, his face was pale, and the ice under his feet made a gurgling sound, as if it was about to break.

Ximen looked at his right palm and slapped it on the top of Xu Chen's head like a small mountain, and said indifferently: "Die!"

Tonight's Ximen Wang was seriously injured, and his strength was not as good as two or three out of ten at his peak, but after all, he was the peak of martial arts, only with these remnants of strength, he was extremely powerful, with Xu Chen's current strength, he was able to carry Ximen Wang's spear, which was already an extremely shocking picture, his whole mind and all his heroic energy were poured into the standard saber, and he had no spare strength to deal with the palm that slapped on his head like a small mountain, even if it was too late.

And yet at this moment.

Ximen Wang let out an extremely terrible roar, and retreated.

A blood spurt out of his lower abdomen!

He cracked the ice and snow all the way, and retreated two hundred feet in a row.

The spurted blood dragged a long line of blood on the snowy lake.

Just that moment before.

Xu Chen took the knife extremely unreasonably.

At that time, Simon Wang's palm was only half a foot above his head.

At that time, the iron spear in Ximenwang's hand was no longer blocked by the standard saber, and was about to go down.

He stabbed Ximen Wang deep into the lower abdomen.

When he drew his knife.

Simon Wang's palm was half a foot above his head.

The iron spear in Ximenwang's hand did not move at all, as if it was hovering in the air.

Xu Chen put away his knife and re-blocked in front of the iron spear.

Ximen Wang reacted.

So he took his palm, and he retreated, and as soon as he retreated, he was half a snowy lake.

Even lightning can't describe the swiftness of Xu Chen's knife.

It's a momentum that transcends the sense of speed.

It's like a surging wave falling from the sky, the speed is not necessarily fast, but the momentum makes everyone who sees it feel that they can't stop it from happening.

On the snowy lake in the distance, Ximen Wang covered his bleeding abdomen, was furious, and asked, "What kind of knife is this!"

Xu Chen looked at him and said, "You know that I can do magic, so do you know that I can use a sword?"

His previous sword was not a sword technique, but a sword intent.

The sword intent of the world's strongest sword master.

On the cold city wall, Ye Tianming looked at the direction of Yanming Lake, feeling the fierce sword intent that was unfamiliar but he would never admit it, and subconsciously scattered the snow on the wall in front of him, and said incredibly: "A turbid river fell from the sky!

He turned around, looked at the senior brother and said in shock: "Xu Chenhui has enough things, he actually learned the sword! Who taught him? Could it be the Dushan Sect?"

The senior brother replied honestly: "Although the junior brother has learned the Haoran Sword, the Great River Sword is not from the Doushan Sect. ”

Ye Tianming frowned and asked, "Who taught that?"

The senior brother hesitated for a moment and then said, "...... Your sister. ”

The battle of the Winter Lake began with the storm of Fu, followed by the roar of arrows and the shattering of the Snow Lake, and then the duel between the open gun and the dark sword, the open gun is easy to dodge, only Xu Chen can dodge, the dark sword is difficult to prevent, and Ximen Wang has not been able to prevent it after all.

Ximen Wang covered his abdomen, blood gushed from his fingers, he felt the pain in his abdomen and the terrifying sword intent that was still encroaching, and his face was extremely ugly.

Since it was not a sword but a sword, it was easy for him to guess that this sword intent that was like a great river hanging down from the sky, so it was impossible to seriously injure himself, and it was naturally from the Sword Saint.

Looking at Xu Chen on the snow lake in the distance, Ximen Wang's expression was very strange - Xu Chen's realm was indeed not high, but he had the Haoran Qi of the same vein, learned Yan Se's talisman, held the arrow of the Doushan Sect in his hand, inherited the consciousness of Liansheng, and even now has the sword intent!

It is really a rare phenomenon in the world for a cultivator to be able to possess so many means, and these means, whether good or evil, are at the pinnacle level of the world.

"Dui Shan Zong...... Now that there is one more teacher, how many secrets are still hidden in your body, and how many people's killing intent are still hidden?"

Simon Wang burst out laughing like crazy: "Do all the people want me to die?"

Xu Chen looked at him in the distance and said, "Everyone wants you to die, so it means that you deserve to die." ”

"An idiot would think so!"

Ximen Wang's laughter subsided, there was no emotional fluctuation on his face, and he said indifferently: "No one is qualified to judge whether I deserve to die or not, you can't, those guys can't, even if everyone says I deserve to die, as long as God is willing to let me live, then I will never die." ”

Xu Chen frowned, he didn't know that in the spring of two years ago, before the bloody battle in the Spring Breeze Pavilion, Chao Xiaoshu had said something similar to someone in the Red Sleeve Move, he only knew that Ximen Wang at this time had become a little different.

Ximen Wang took a deep breath.

An extremely cold breath released from his body, and then quickly re-absorbed under his skin, and the snow on the lake seemed to sense the horror of this breath, and spread out timidly in all directions.

Several snow lines appear on the surface of the lake in cascading on top of each other, like frozen waves.

The long black hair left the bleeding shoulders and fluttered in the night breeze, and the few white hairs sandwiched between them shook with the wind, instantly dyeing all the black hair around them with frost.

Immediately afterwards, Ximen Wang's cheeks sank slightly, and he lost weight rapidly, but the aura exuded from his body did not weaken in the slightest, but became more and more powerful

With a hissing sound, his torn clothes shattered into pieces and sprayed around like snowflakes, revealing his strong nakedness and body, like an iron man standing on the snowy lake.

At this moment, a very strange picture happened.

There were hundreds of wounds on the naked bronzed body, which closed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if an invisible force forcibly suppressed all the wounds.

An extremely fresh breath of life instantly filled the dry True Qi Pond in Ximen Wang, repairing the already broken meridian crystal wall as intact as before, and the meridians were even thicker than before, expanding and contracting gently with his breathing, as if he had his own life.

Since ancient times, famous generals are like beauties, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world, and tonight Simon looks at the white heads between a breath and a breath, and the snow and the ice on the lake are all beginning to be frightened and uneasy.

The black hair represents health and vitality, and it turns white in an instant, and the vitality that was originally attached to it does not know where it has gone, Ximen Wang's cheeks have suddenly thinned, and where has the flesh gone?

Xu Chen looked into the distance vigilantly, because the night was too dark, he could only vaguely see Ximen Wang's white head, but he couldn't see more details, and he didn't know what happened to Ximen Wang.

A few fragments of consciousness in the depths of the sea of consciousness shone slightly, and for some reason, he knew that this was a Demon Sect's life-burning tactics, and the flesh and health that Ximen Wang lost in an instant were all transformed into fresh vitality and new majestic true qi by this person's use of that tactic.

The reason why the Holy Sect is called the Demon Sect is that the image in the eyes of the world is extremely cruel and vicious, in addition to the cruel selection of materials, it is more because there are countless evil and filthy exercises in the Demon Sect's mountain gate, such as the gluttonous and Dharma of Lotus Sheng, which needs to devour the cultivators alive, how cruel it is.

Ximen Wang was seriously injured at this time, especially the sword wound in the abdomen, and at this moment of life and death, he would use the evil techniques of the Demon Sect, and it would not surprise Xu Chen.

This kind of life-burning method of warfare will inevitably cause extremely terrifying damage to the cultivator himself, and Simon will fight with his head in vain tonight, so even if he can win, he is afraid that he will not live for several years.

Xu Chen knew this very well, and he knew even more how terrifying the battle blow of the Demon Sect powerhouse would be, but he was not ready to back down, because he wanted Ximen Wang to die tonight, so he didn't want him to see the morning light of Yanming Lake again.

A violent roar suddenly sounded on the snowy lake.

The air exploded, and the snow lines were blown into powder by the air waves, and Ximen Wang, who was originally standing here, instantly crossed the powdery snow on the lake, and swept into the night sky in front of Xu Chen, with a loud cry like thunder, holding a gun in both hands as if holding an iron rod, and smashed it to the ground unreasonably!

The cold wind howled, the snow rolled on the lake, and the water in the broken hole rolled in horror.

Xu Chen stepped heavily on the trembling ice, his body shook suddenly, he held the knife in both hands, jumped into the night above his head, and slashed towards the god-like man!

Simon Wang's face was expressionless, his feet stepped on the snowflakes, and the iron spear smashed down.

This iron spear contains the infinite power he bought at the cost of burning his life, where can Xu Chen resist, he can only hear a loud bang, he jumped into the night, and instantly fell towards the snow lake at a faster speed!