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When the talisman originated on the shore of the lake, Ye Tianming stood in the wind and snow at the head of the city and said: "Uncle Lu Yin really knows people, who would have thought that Xu Chen would enter the talisman but these days, he has such means. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

In his opinion, the talismans written by Xu Chen are not very powerful, and even some of them are obviously beginners, which in the eyes of ordinary people make people laugh in vain, but in less than two years, Xu Chen wrote so many talismans, which really shocked him.

What shocked Ye Tianming the most was Xu Chen's method of casting talismans - the talisman storm on the lakeside seemed to be chaotic, but in fact, it had its own rules and regulations, and the cooperation between each talisman was perfect, if it weren't for this, it would not have been possible to create such a momentum and form such an effect.

The elder brother explained with a smile: "The little junior brother is a great calligrapher, and the best thing he has learned in his life is in pen and ink kung fu, and he has profound attainments in how to disassemble and decompose characters and write. ”

Ye Tianming frowned slightly and said, "I still can't understand how he can write so many Dao runes." ”

Fu Shi pays the most attention to talent, whether it is he, a descendant of Taiqingguan or a sword saint, it is difficult to get close to Fu Dao in this life, but this does not mean that he does not have any understanding of Fu Dao.

Any talisman master can only use the talismans he writes, even if a source talisman master of the realm like Master Lu Yin can leave a few source talismans for his disciples to use, but the number will definitely not be too much.

Writing talismans requires a lot of mental power and hard work of the talisman, and it also requires a lot of materials, and it only takes two years to make the talisman, why can you write so many talismans?

"There is nothing else in the Doushan Sect, that is, there are a lot of materials for cultivation, if there are any gaps, the imperial court will also help to prepare, as for the mental power required to write the talisman......"

Senior Brother smiled and said, "Mr. Ye Tianming probably doesn't know that the majesty of the little junior brother's mental power can also be ranked in the forefront of the mountains behind my Dushan Sect. ”

The disciples in the back mountains of the Dushan Sect are not well-known in the world, but Ye Tianming knows very well that those people must have their own geniuses, and at this time, when he heard that Xu Chen's mental power is so strong that he can rank in the forefront of the back mountain of the Dushan Sect, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, a little surprised, and a little surprised.

At this moment, the well character appeared in the sky above the lakeside house.

Ye Tianming felt the straight and cold talisman coming from there, his eyebrows slowly raised, and he looked at the direction of Yanming Lake silently for a long time, and then his eyebrows gradually expanded, and said, "Half a source talisman is not a source talisman after all. ”

Senior Brother looked at the lake in the night, and said with a little regret: "Although the junior brother has made great progress, after all, the time to enter the Fu Dao is still short, and he has not been able to become a Source Fu Master. ”

Ye Tianming shook his head and said, "What about the Source Fu Master, unless you reach the level of Uncle Lu Yin, it can only be wishful thinking to defeat a character like Ximen Wang by relying on the fluttering rune paper alone. ”

"I never thought that I could kill Ximen Wang by relying on Fu Dao, the master probably had such skills in his heyday, I didn't have it, I naturally have my own ideas. ”

Xu Chen looked at the other side that was swallowed by the night again, and said: "It is said that you can't cross the border to challenge, no one in the world, including the senior brothers of the Dushan Sect, believes that I can defeat Ximen Wang, but I insist on doing it because they have miscalculated one thing, I didn't think about defeating Ximen Wang, I just want to kill Ximen Wang." ”

How can you kill your enemies if you don't defeat them?

"Fighting is only an instant, killing a person can be a very long process, there can be many battles in it, countless battles in the front, I may not be able to defeat him, but I can make him bleed, then even in the end I still can't defeat him, but his blood may be gone. ”

"When the blood runs out, naturally he dies. ”

"Tonight, Ximen Wang and I are not fighting for strength, not mental power or realm, but to see who can drain the blood on his body faster, he is a strong man in the Demon Sect, and his defense is too terrible, just like a turtle, what I want to do is to keep bleeding this turtle, and then make sure that I am not bitten to death by him. ”

Xu Chen said solemnly: "Thank you Shen, the outermost layer of turtle shell on Ximen Wang's body has been broken, so what I have to do next is relatively simple." ”

The maid looked at him and said, "We will succeed." ”

Xu Chen talked a lot and explained a lot today.

If he wasn't a maid beside him, but someone else, such as Ye Hongyu, Ye Hongyu would have been tired of it to the extreme, and he couldn't wait to kick him into the ice lake under the cliff.

The maid was a little surprised at first, but then understood why.

Facing Ximen Wang, Xu Chen did not have the slightest confidence.

Even if his expression was so calm, his tone was so peaceful, he seemed to be full of confidence, everything was under control, even if he had been preparing for a full fifteen years.

He still had no faith.

So he kept talking about his preparations, about the reasons for his victory, to convince himself that he could really cross the border to challenge and succeed, and defeat that powerful enemy that seemed to be invincible.

The maid was very worried, very worried about Xu Chen's current mental state.

So she has been saying in a more affirmative tone than Xu Chen: We are sure and we will definitely win.

When the whole world didn't believe in Xu Chen, and even when Xu Chen himself was about to lose confidence, then she was the only one left who could give him the last confidence.

Because this is not just a battle for Xu Chen, but a battle for the two of them.

The maid rested the big black umbrella on her thin shoulder, stretched out her right hand and tightly grasped Xu Chen's clothes, clutching it very hard, and her calloused fingers seemed to sink into his body.

Then she slowly closed her eyes, her eyelashes unblinking.

Ximen Wang walked out of the courtyard by the lake and came to the lake embankment, with several willows in front of him.

The furious sea of runes inflicted tens of thousands of attacks on his powerful body, and although it did not leave any wounds on his body, it cut his hair bun.

A few strands of silver hair were sandwiched in the black, scattered behind his body, making him look like a demon god on a Buddhist scripture scroll, but the tattered clothes, the belt tied around the torn armor that remained on his waist, made this demon god look so embarrassed.

Simon Wang's expressionless face reached out and tore off the pieces of armor from his waist, throwing them under the willow tree like garbage, and then looked at the night around Yanming Lake and coughed.

On snowy winter nights, the temperature is as low as the lake ice is as solid as steel.

But it shouldn't make a peak martial arts powerhouse feel like steel both physically and mentally.

Ximen Wang was surprised that there were so many talismans in the lakeside courtyard, even the wind and snow were a little unbearable, and he was surprised that Xu Chen's ability in the talisman was much stronger than the rumors, and the most surprising thing for him was that Xu Chen was able to cast talismans from such a distance.

The accident made people vigilant, he knew that he had made a mistake, but since he knew where the mistake was, he could correct it, so he didn't care, and still looked around the winter lake in silence.

The shore of Yanming Lake is full of snow and recklessness, but the night is too dark, there is no starlight and no lights, so the world that should be clear is so bleak, and the snow seems to have turned black.

The cold willows in the near distance and the reeds in the distance, whether it is the icy lake or the hills around the lake, are all pitch black, and no matter how keen the perception is, the naked eye cannot see any picture.

Ximen Wang didn't know where Xu Chen was at this time, only that he must be on the shore of Yanming Lake, but he didn't know whether it was the wooden bridge on the west bank, the snow forest on the east bank or the cliff on the south bank.

But he was sure that as long as Xu Chen moved again, he would die.

Xu Chen stood on the cliff, holding an iron bow in his hand.

He raised his iron bow and slowly pulled the string.

The bowstring hummed slightly, and was instantly obscured by the wind and snow.

There was some snow on the dark iron bow, and it was getting colder.

The iron arrow engraved with intricate runes on the string aimed at the night on the north shore of Yanming Lake.

The night clouds cover the stars, and the four fields are pitch black.

No stars, no people.

Ximen Wang couldn't see him, and Xu Chen naturally couldn't see Ximen Wang.

This time is different from last year's shooting of Prince Chen Lujie on the snowy cliff of the wasteland.

At that time, Prince Chen Lujie was at a critical moment of breaking through the realm, and all the cultivation realms were vigorous, like burning his life, like a golden flower about to bloom in Xu Chen's sea of knowledge, even if it was more than ten miles away, it was clear that there was no need to aim.

And Ximen Wang, as a martial arts peak powerhouse with a stable realm, will merge with the cold willows by the lake as soon as his mind moves, even if Xu Chen enters the fate, he can't determine the location of the other party.

In that case, where is the arrow in his hand ready to shoot?

It was at this time.

The maid under the big black umbrella closed her eyes tightly, turned her thin eyebrows into a small black flower, and said two numbers.

At this time, the wind and snow were fluttering on the cliff, and the maid shouted two numbers again.

Accompanying them to hunt in the mountains and fight for their lives before life and death is already instinctive, and there will be no mistakes.

It's almost the same picture and scene as it was two years ago, except that the numbers shouted by the maid tonight are much more complicated, and the complexity of the numbers often represents the degree of precision.

Cold, dark clusters of arrows moved slowly, searching for their targets in the night snow.

Then stop.

He loosened the tight bowstring.

The iron arrow departed from the string, disappeared into the turbulent hollow in front of the bow, and disappeared into the wind and snow.

Ximen Wang firmly believes that as long as Xu Chen makes another move, he will die.

Xu Chen's shot is the most powerful arrow.

The black iron arrow disappeared in front of the cliff a moment ago.

The next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Ximen Wang.

The runes on the arrows were slightly bright, and the remaining snow flakes on them were not blown away by the wind.

At this moment, the arrow seems to break through the shackles of distance and time.

It is no longer even affected by the surrounding environment of heaven and earth.

The cold arrows pierced Ximenwang's close-fitting clothes.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi layer on his body suddenly sank.

Simon Wang's feelings.

Reach out and shake it in the air.

He only had time to hold the middle of the arrow. There are probably only a few people in the world who can hold Xu Chen's arrows.

The iron arrows made a piercing grinding sound in the iron palms.

Sparks splash around, illuminating the cold willows on the lakeside.

The iron arrow was in Simon Wang's hand, and it continued towards his chest, and it was about to pierce his body.

Simon Wang's eyes suddenly brightened, like stars.

Only a roar was heard, and the sparks brought by the friction of the iron arrow against his palm were instantly extinguished, and the wind on the embankment of the lake was fierce, and the cold willows were shattered, blending into the snow and dancing wildly.

With the terrifying impact, Simon Wang's body swept backwards.

His feet stepped on the embankment like iron pillars, and he actually ploughed out two extremely deep ravines, and if it were not for the fact that the water of Yanming Lake had already frozen, the lake would have poured in.

The cluster of arrows of the iron arrow pierced the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi layer on his body, pierced his clothes, and pierced his skin, leaving a wound that was not deep, and a drop of blood slowly oozed out.

Simon looked up at the south shore of Yanming Lake, his face as dark as iron turned a little pale, and then he began to cough, and blood spilled from the corners of his lips.

Above the frozen lake on a snowy night, there was an empty passage in which there was no snow, and it was only at this point that the snow fell back in, and then was twisted into pieces by the afterglow of the arrow path.

This is the path of the arrow.

The other end of the arrow path is on the cliff on the south bank of Yanming Lake.

Ximen Wang finally determined Xu Chen's location.

He looked over there expressionlessly, and a strong aura was released from his body, and the snow and dust danced wildly, forming a circle between the swaying cold willows.

Immediately after, the ground on which his feet were standing suddenly sank, forming a perfect circle of feet, and with the terrifying force of the shock, his body disappeared into the embankment, leaving only the residual wind.

A few flakes of snow fell.

Ximenwang left the embankment and began to run towards the south shore of the lake.

His feet stomped heavily on the surface of the lake.

Yanming Lake was extremely frozen, and even though it carried the impact of his body and high speed, it still did not break, but every time he stepped on it, a few inconspicuous cracks appeared.

Below the hard lake ice was water, and when I felt the weight of the ice like a mountain, it began to shake and make a dull and eerie sound.

It's like a drumstick beating a war drum with a dull thumping sound. 、

This winter lake is his war drum.

He didn't hit the drums very often, but every hit was so powerful.

The pace of Ximenwang's running was not fast, but every step seemed to cross a mountain and river.

But in an instant, the figure had already appeared on the frozen Yanming Lake.

If someone can ignore the darkness of the night, they may be able to see the afterimage on the snowy lake.

A martial arts powerhouse with absolute power, when he converts power into speed, it is difficult to describe the terrifying level in words or contrast.

The night wind on the snow lake is definitely not as fast as this, and the falling snow is not as fast as this, even if Xu Chen's runic arrow is faster, there is no way to hit such a fast target.

On the battlefield, this is quite simple.

Ximen Wang and Xu Chen have both experienced a hundred battles, and they know this truth very well.

Ever since he knew that Xu Chen was hostile to him, Ximen Wang had been vigilantly waiting for the legendary arrow, and he thought for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion that as long as he ran, then the arrow would not pose any threat to him.

Hard military boots, stepping on the ice of the lake, came to the snow lake.

There was a withered lotus frozen in the water, long dead, covered with snow, and it looked so miserable.

Just when Ximen Wang stepped on a branch of withered lotus, several withered lotus plants next to him trembled, as if they had regained some kind of vitality, and then there was a loud bang.

The ice surface of the Winter Lake bursts, the dry lotus is exhausted, the fire is blazing, and the air waves are rolling wildly.

Simon's mountain-like body was shaken and flew high.

In the midst of the firelight and air waves, there were countless terrible screams and sneering.

Those withered lotuses that had not been subdued by the blast were as if they had been cut by sharp knives, and they broke one after another, turning into countless extremely fragmented fragments.

Simon looked at the snow lake and splashed a cloud of snowflakes.

His knees were slightly bent, his boots were torn, but his body was able to keep his balance and not fall.

Along with him, there were countless pieces of extremely sharp and hard iron.

The high-speed sputtering pieces of iron screeched, slicing through the dead lotus, and then rained down on the ice. Sharp pieces of iron were attached to his body.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi on the surface of his body, at the most dangerous moment, blocked most of the power of the explosion and the cutting of sharp iron pieces, but there were still more than a dozen pieces of sharp iron wedged into his body.

Many wounds appeared on Ximenwang's hard skin, and blood began to flow.

That's when it happened.

The second iron arrow arrived.

Abrupt and without warning.

Ximen looked at it, the snow floating on the winter lake dodged timidly, and the true qi poured into his right arm, and he waved expressionlessly.

This seemingly simple stroke made the night wind blow on the snow lake and the ice and gravel rolled wildly.

There was a sharp sound of rubbing.

A clear bloody streak appeared on his right arm.

The iron arrow was shocked, grazing his body and sinking into the snowy lake.

With a bang, a dark and secluded hole appeared on the extremely hard lake ice.

Simon looked up, stared in the direction of the south bank, and then began to run again.

He confirmed that he still underestimated Xu Chen's methods.

But he can't retreat anymore, and he must close the distance between him and Xu Chen.

So no matter how many means were hidden in this lake of winter, and how many explosions of the previous kind were hidden in the withered snow lotus fields, he had to rush through.

He continued to run towards the lotus field.

And so the second explosion happened again.

Arrows can ignore distance, but they can't ignore the movement speed of the target, Xu Chen also understands this truth, not to mention that Ximen Wang's Demon Sect exercises are extremely strong, and the strength of his body is not at all comparable to Prince Chen Lujie, so he never expected to kill Ximen Wang with arrows alone.

Fortunately, there is a lotus field in Yanming Lake.

In the late spring, Xu Chen bought all the houses on the shore of Yanming Lake, turned Yanming Lake into a lake in his own back garden, and he planted a lot of lotus flowers in the lake.

In the middle of summer, he and his maid boated on the lake, walked through the densely planted lotus fields, enjoyed the lake, the wind and the stars, picked lotus flowers and peeled lotus seeds, and then threw a lot of small iron kettles in the lotus fields.

In the dead of winter, Yanming Lake is frozen, the ice surface is thick, the lotus field withers early, the lotus is like a ghost, and the small iron kettle that sinks in the mud deep in the lotus field begins to wake up.

With the awakening of the small iron kettle, one explosion after another sounded above the snow lake.

The blazing flames and terrifying air waves, the snow on the shaking lake rose one after another, and countless pieces of extremely sharp and hard small iron pieces roared through the wind and snow.

On the hard ice of the lake, many black holes have appeared.

Between the howling wind and snow and the iron sheets, Ximen Wang was already drenched in blood.

What's even more terrifying is that whenever his body stagnates slightly due to the explosion, the maid holding a big black umbrella on the cliff on the south bank will report his location, and then Xu Chen will shoot arrows.

In the next moment, the terrifying and cold iron arrow would come in front of Ximen Wang.

The small iron kettle is a flower, how many lotuses Xu Chen and the maid planted in this winter lake, how many pots were thrown, and how many flowers will bloom on the lake tonight.

Iron arrows are thorns, and there are thirteen arrows in Xu Chen's arrow box, so he will definitely take advantage of the season when the sparks in the snow lake are in full bloom, and shoot them all.

The Winter Lake under the snow at night should have been quiet and pitch black, but tonight there was a strong wind on the surface of the lake, and from time to time there were terrifying explosions and fires.