"Meng Shentong, get out of here!"

Narrowly avoiding the terrifying blow, Ximen Muye's heart suddenly had a nameless fire, and as soon as he landed, he couldn't wait to shout angrily.

Accompanied by his roar, a vigorous figure with extraordinary bearing, "step by step", "floated" in the air from the ruins of the gatehouse, condescending, as if the gods descended to look down on Ximen Muye.

Ximen Muye raised his head angrily, only to see the old man who appeared in the air, a tall and extraordinary body, although there were slight traces of rickets and hunchbacks, but it was not reduced in the slightest of his strong demeanor, it was the owner of Mengjiazhuang in Taihang Mountain - Ximen Muye's former comrade-in-arms, and now his lifelong enemy!

Seeing this old acquaintance appear, Ximen Muye finally gave up the last glimmer of hope, knowing that the more than 100 Qing soldiers stationed at the entire city gate must have returned to Huangquan under the miraculous methods of this old man.

Thinking of the hatred between the two that was higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea, Ximen Muye couldn't help but be secretly vigilant, beware of Meng Shentong's sudden move.

However, Meng Shentong, who had already fought a black gun just now, didn't seem to have the intention of going to war immediately, not only did he not immediately launch an offensive, but instead

"Ha, old friend, I haven't seen you for many years, and you're still so anxious......"

Standing high in the sky, Meng Shentong smiled before speaking, as if what he was looking for was not an enemy, but a real long-lost friend.

"More than ten years ago, the last business we did together, you were so impatient, as soon as you got the cheats, you couldn't wait to give me a flying needle, so that we have turned against each other for more than ten years, which really makes my brother extremely sad. ”

"Hmph, what kind of bullshit are you playing? Didn't you want to kill me back then?"

Ximen Makino said, snorting coldly and angrily. Since he saw this lifelong enemy, the qi cultivation kung fu he had cultivated for more than ten years seemed to be completely ineffective, and it was only a few words, but he had already spoken foully.

"If I'm not mistaken, you had already transported the Shaolin faction's 'King Kong Palm' at that time, if I was a little late, how could it be your turn to accuse the old man today?"

Ximen Muye pointed at Meng Shentong, and said with a distorted face.

Unexpectedly, in response to his accusation, Meng Shentong nodded approvingly.

"Well, old friend, you're right. Meng Shentong smiled and said, "At that time...... We are indeed each with a ghost, and no one can blame anyone. But because of this, it is natural and natural that we have hated each other for more than ten years. ”

"Huh, so what?"

I don't know what Meng Shentong said about it, Ximen Muye couldn't help frowning.

The next moment, I saw Meng Shentong have a smile on his face, and in the blink of an eye, his face was already covered with frost.

"So what? Hey, old friend, do you still have to answer me?"

Meng Shentong spread his palms and said, while slowly gathering Yuan Gong.

"Since it's so natural for us to hate each other, we don't need any reason to kill each other, do we?"

After finishing the sentence, I saw Meng Shentong roar violently, and his arms suddenly raised.

With his movements, the cold and fierce energy of the evil and domineering "Shura Yin Sha Gong" immediately spread far and wide. Even with Ximen Muye's strong cultivation as a great grandmaster, he had to fight against each other, so that he could withstand the terrifying coldness that froze through his heart in the cold wave.

The cold caused by a single stroke of luck is no different from the cold winter of the number nine. This shocking ability alone is enough to show Meng Shentong's unpredictable terrifying cultivation.

As an accomplice in the case of the Li family's extermination back then, Ximen Muye also hastily flipped through the first few pages of "Shura's Yin Sha Gong Spectrum", and naturally knew what such a vision represented.

That is the amazing ability that only after practicing the "Shura Yin Sha Gong" to the "ninth level". Since the ancestor Qiao Beiming disappeared, for decades, no one has ever reached the transcendent realm!

And now, this amazing cultivation has truly appeared on Meng Shentong's body, as if showing off, declaring to Ximen Muye that this enemy of his has crossed the distance that countless people can't walk in their lifetime, and has come to the realm of "Peak Grand Master", which is only one step away from the super master.

This...... How is this possible?

Ximen Makino couldn't help but secretly grit his teeth, almost unwilling to believe his eyes.

Thinking that this "Shura Yin Sha Gong" is the ninth recultivation of perfection, it is logically equivalent to the initial completion of the "Cathode Yuan Dan", and compared with the "Yellow Sky**" of the Heavenly Master Sun En back then, it can be regarded as standing on the same www.biquge.info of the Fun Pavilion, and has already obtained half of the key to the "Broken Void"!

Why is it that this guy can have such a good life when he is also involved in the events of the year, but he has been standing still, except for the more refined poison skills, he has not made any progress?

Why is this qiē?!

Ximen Makino's eyes shone green, and he asked loudly in his heart.

The dark emotions rolled in his chest, and in the end, it was nothing more than a roar to the sky.

"Fuck, I'm not convinced!

Jealousy and hatred filled his chest, Ximen Muye's face was hideous, and he raised his right palm with a sense of indignation, and the unique palm power of the "blood knife" under Sanhe Yishi was formed in the palm in just a moment.

Under the convergence of Yuan Gong, Ximen Muye couldn't help but say, and slashed on the spot with a knife. The miserable green sword was like thunder and lightning, and in an instant, it had already crossed several zhang of space, and slashed straight towards Meng Shentong's body in the air. If this knife is hit, even if Meng Shentong cultivates to the sky, it will be poisoned into the bone marrow, and it will be manipulated by others from now on.

However, if it is so simple, he will be cut down, what qualifications does Meng Shentong have to cultivate to the "Realm of the Highest Yin"?

Seeing the sword slashing in front of him, Meng Shentong was still not afraid, and even more seemed to ignore the misfortune of the poisonous attack on the body, and in front of the miserable green sword wind, he vomited wildly and turned sharply in the air.

The strong cold mixed with the north wind blew more and more fiercely in this early winter night, and it effortlessly shattered Ximen Muye's "bloody sword".

Not only that, as the cold wind around Meng Shentong's body became more and more fierce, the water vapor in the air on all sides also condensed into solid ice crystals in a short period of time, and before Ximen Muye really realized the development of the situation, the entire city gate was already shrouded in the huge ice lotus created by Meng Shentong's strength.

"It's ...... What the hell is this?!"

Realizing that it was too late, Ximen Muye did not hesitate to break the ice and leave.

However, under the heavy blow, this Kwantung Martial Arts Alliance leader only felt that the ice was cold, and he had a good anti-shock power, and at least fifty percent of the Yuan Gong could break through the ice barrier and escape all the way.

If this were a normal time, such an obstacle might not be nothing, but when a master like Meng Shentong was eyeing him from one side, such an escape action that consumed so much effort and time was tantamount to taking the initiative to send him to death. And if you don't break through, just stay and fight with Meng Shentong with all your might......

Ximen Muye turned his head, glared angrily at Meng Shentong, who had fallen to the ground, and clenched his fists suddenly.

In this regard, Meng Shentong just laughed heartily.

"Haha, old friend, don't look at me like that!"

Meng Shentong said, step by step, slowly approaching Ximen Muye.

"In the battlefield that I have specially opened up, the time and place are in my hands, and there is no hope for zài! Whether you want to escape or fight, today you will never have a trace of life, and you will inevitably hate me under this 'Shura Yin Martial Skill' that forces the past to surpass the present!

"The soul is in the snow cellar, and the tears are sprinkled in the ice!"

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