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Xu Chen thought to himself that this was the case, the only person who could fight so unreasonably and brutally with Ximen Wang, a martial arts peak powerhouse, was the only one who walked in the world of the Demon Sect, and then asked, "Why do all the people in your family like to jump from the sky?"

Ye Yao watched the battle nervously, and replied casually: "It's hard to fall into problems, so I'm too lazy to walk." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Xu Chen's body stiffened slightly, thinking that this pair of Demon Sect brothers and sisters was really a pair of wonderful people who were too lazy.

At this moment, the two whistling figures in the field finally stopped.

During the battle, the leather jacket on Shen's body had already flown like a butterfly under Ximen Wang's iron fist, and then smashed to the ground like a lead block, the upper body was naked, the muscles were as hard as rocks, and the surface of the skin on his face and body was condensed with a very thin layer of iron, especially in his eyes, there was a faint sense of ominous rust.

The tail of Ximen Wang's eyebrows has been scorched, and it has lost all its vitality, and it looks like a godless black worm, and its eyes are full of rich dryness, as if there is an autumn hidden in it.

Shen looked at him with an indifferent expression and said, "If you want to rob the Book of Heaven, I will rob you of your life." ”

Ximen Wang slowly tore off the tattered clothes on his body, revealing the armor inside, looked at him and said indifferently: "There are many people in this world who want to kill me, but at least no one has succeeded yet. ”

Today's war between the two generations of strong men of the Demon Sect began with Shen Shen's supreme killing intent, he followed behind Xu Chen and the others silently all the way, just waiting for Ximen Wang to appear and snatch the Book of Heaven, this sneak attack or sniping He has been silently waiting for many years before waiting for this opportunity, no matter the time and place, people have an advantage, so Ximen Wang's injuries are obviously more serious than him, but Ximen Wang is not dead after all.

Even though Ximen Wang's chest and abdomen had been punched countless times, and the cotton jacket on his body was full of holes, and his momentum was extremely dull and gloomy, he still stood there like an unshakable mountain.

Shen was silent for a moment and then said, "Your injuries are much worse than mine, and I still have a chance." ”

Ximen Wang shook his head and said: "You are not your teacher after all, so no matter how seriously I am injured, you can't kill me on the spot, and you are the demon of the Demon Sect, I am the Daomen Keqing, the general of the empire, in the middle of the world, under the brilliant sky, how can you have the opportunity to kill me again?"

Shen turned to look at the Taoist among the crowd and asked seriously, "Why does Mr. Big give advice?"

Senior Brother shook his head and said honestly: "Your affairs have nothing to do with my Feiyun Dao, I just came to the wasteland to pick up the junior brother home on the orders of the teacher." ”

Honest people don't necessarily tell the truth, and no matter how you look at it, there is no way to pick up Xu Chen in the wasteland.

Nod cautiously.

Senior Brother suddenly pointed at Xue Feng and said, "I was just passing by, but I don't know what that person thinks." ”

A sword intent struck from above the snow peak, and instantly crossed the ice and crushed the snow.

A moment later, the lonely, no longer proud bearer of the wooden swordsman appeared on the snowy cliffs in the distance.

At the foot of the mountain range, two generations of Demon Sect powerhouses confronted each other, and on the distant snow cliffs, the negative sword of the Daomen was drifting in, compared with these truly amazing characters, Xu Chen is naturally an insignificant small role now, although he now has a special identity, but at this time, the only person who is qualified to speak is the senior brother who stands silently and calmly, so no one pays attention to him, just treats him as a passerby.

Xu Chen didn't have any gloomy emotions that were ignored, on the contrary, he was very happy that he was forgotten by everyone in the audience, only in this way could he focus on looking at the middle-aged man seriously, without worrying about being discovered by everyone His true emotions.

Looking at the middle-aged man's thick eyebrows that were getting burnt, and the solemn autumn intention in his eyes, there was nothing abnormal on his face, but the hands behind him gradually clenched, feeling that his throat was a little dry, and he wanted to drink some blood and water to moisten it.

His life was directly changed by this middle-aged man named Ximen Wang, and his happy family was because of this man's past when he became a pool of blood, because this man lived in the dark hell on earth for many years.

Revenge is the most primitive and instinctive emotion of human beings, and Xu Chen is no exception, since he knew the name and identity of this man, he has secretly checked this man for many years, and has secretly looked at this man for many years, and is extremely familiar with everything about the other party, including the most inconspicuous appearance characteristics and living habits of the other party.

But today he saw each other for the first time.

The Demon Sect called Shen walked so powerfully, and the ambush full of murderous intent failed to kill the other party on the spot, after seeing this earth-shaking battle, Xu Chen finally had the most real understanding of Ximen Wang's strength, and became more and more soberly aware that he had to go a long way if he wanted revenge.

However, there was no fear or frustration in his heart, but he became more and more confident and calm, believing that he would one day be able to kill the other party with his own hands - because no matter how strong Simon Wang was, he still did not make a move in the face of his senior brother. Even if you can't cultivate the realm of your senior brother in your whole life, as long as you are there, you have infinite possibilities.

Shen looked at Ximen Wang expressionlessly, and said: "If you were in Wuxian Town, I really didn't know how to kill you, but since you left Wuxian Town and hid in Tanghaibei with the intention of killing people and snatching the Book of Heaven, then how could I miss this opportunity to kill you? ”

Simon Wang said: "There are many people who want to kill me. ”

Shen said, "There is no one more reason to kill you than to kill you. ”

Simon said, "But you failed to kill me. ”

Shen said: "My Holy Sect's cultivation is to move forward across the heavens and the earth, and my Snow Country tribe has never been afraid of any strong enemy, and if you didn't dare to hit that punch before, it means that you are already old, and if you are old, you will be wasted." ”

He looked at Ximen Wang and continued to say indifferently: "Even if I can't kill you on the spot today, at least I know something...... The most powerful man in Mingzong back then has now become a cowardly waste, an old waste king who only dares to hide in armor, and a person like this can survive under my fist for a few days?"

Ximen Wang was silent for a moment, looked at Shen Wei and said sarcastically, "You just finished pranayama?"

Shen said: "You are similar, it will take some time for Ye Tianming to come over." ”

"That's very good. ”

Ximen Wang stretched out his hand and tore off the tattered coat with countless holes on his body, revealing a bright gray armor inside, and the armor was engraved with dense black runes, flowing with a murderous and powerful meaning.

Xu Chen stood beside his senior brother, and noticed that the aura on Ximen's body suddenly rose again after revealing his armor, and he couldn't help but feel a slight chill in his heart, and he looked at the runes on the bright armor.

Shen silently looked at the armor on Ximen Wang's body, and suddenly reached into the air beside him and held a blood-colored giant knife.

The knife was handed over by Ye Yao.

Shen said: "I didn't want to use a knife, because a cowardly traitor like you doesn't deserve to die under this knife, but since the armor you wear comes from the academy, it's a little disrespectful for me not to use a knife." ”

Ximen looked at this blood-colored giant scimitar, and naturally remembered many pictures from many years ago, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I didn't expect that when I cultivated to the peak, I could really abandon everything in the world, and he actually left this knife to you." ”

Shen had finished pranayama, and without saying a word to him again, the hot red flames between his calves suddenly spewed out, and his mountain-like body blasted towards the other party's place at a terrifying speed.

The two generations of Demon Sect powerhouses are so familiar with each other's cultivation techniques and combat techniques that they can't be familiar anymore, and because they are familiar, they can't use any means to lure the enemy or dodge, and they can only collide together like the bell-like ten thousand fists at the beginning.

This time the battle was not as terrifying as before.

The two figures were separated by a touch, but the danger was still excessive.

I saw that when the wind and sand fell, Shen's left shoulder seemed to collapse, and blood flowed everywhere.

And Ximen Wang's armor had an extremely deep knife edge, and the meaning of the complicated runes was stagnant, and it no longer had the brightness it used to be, but became extremely dim, as if it had been in the treasury for hundreds of years, and was about to fall apart.

Ximen Wang slowly narrowed his eyes, his right hand caressed the cold iron box around his waist, and the rust on his fingers faded.

As one of the few powerhouses left in the world by the Demon Sect now, Shen knew very well how powerful this traitor was, and no one in the entire hall dared to say that he would be able to defeat the other party except for his teacher who had disappeared for many years.

Losing the armor, maybe the strong man of Mingzong who dominated the wasteland back then will really come back, and at this moment, Ximen Wang, who is determined to show all his spirit and strength at the moment of life and death, is even more dangerous than before.

But Shen waited silently in the Far North Cold Region for more than ten years, and finally had the opportunity to go south to kill this traitor, of course he would not miss this opportunity, so he clenched the handle of the knife and wanted to cut the second knife.

However, his second slash did not strike.

Because a wooden Dao sword broke through the air, it landed on the solid ground between him and Ximen Wang with a snort, and the tail of the handleless sword trembled and swung slightly, making a buzzing sound.

An extremely lonely and desolate aura spread in all directions along the wooden sword, as if it was not a wooden sword, but an old tree that had lived in the wasteland for many years, and it could fall and collapse at any time.

Looking at the wooden sword, Shen frowned slightly, and found that the proud and lonely guy descended the snow peak a little faster than he imagined, and couldn't help but wonder what had happened, so that the person who was already standing at the peak of the Five Realms of Cultivation actually climbed up a distance in just a few days.

Looking at the wooden sword that was as gloomy as an old tree, he knew that because of the slight miscalculation of the person's speed, he had lost the opportunity to fight Ximen Wang to the death today, and after a moment of silence, he handed the knife to his sister behind him.

Ye Yao put away the knife, but no one in the field could see where she put the knife.

Ximen Wang glanced at Ye Yao with an indifferent expression, slowly released the breath on his body, which was sometimes like the vicissitudes of rust and sometimes like molten steel, and then retreated silently to the sidelines.

Retreat is to leave a place between the fields.

There are very few people in the world who are qualified to give up the position of Ximen Wang, but today there are many people at the foot of the mountain in the north of Tanghai.

The light plain thin shirt fluttered slightly in the cold wind, and Ye Tianming didn't know when he stood next to the wooden sword.

He pulled out the wooden sword from the ground and returned it behind him, and the lonely aura on the wooden sword seemed to return to him along with it, and his body turned into an old tree.

This is the first time Xu Chen has seen Ye Tianming, the successor of Zhishouguan.

He didn't know the identity of the other party at this time, but he guessed that the other party must be a great person.

Many years later, before that decisive battle, he mentioned to Ye Tianming about the encounter at the foot of the mountain, and many years later, Ye Tianming had no impression of Xu Chen at that time, while Xu Chen was deeply impressed.

"I have never seen a person so lonely, as if his feet are not standing on the ground of the world, but in another world, and he is obviously alive, but he feels that he has been dead for many years, this statement is also not accurate, it should be said that you seem to be a living person and a dead person in my eyes at that time, I think you are very pitiful. ”

Ye Tianming didn't know that a guy who was regarded as a passerby by was sympathetic to himself at this time, and he only had the Taoist priest wearing an old jacket and broken shoes who looked very nonexistent.