After all, the boy's body and bones have not yet grown, and after a long battle, his physical strength seems to be a little exhausted. In addition, Duan Xing's "Dou Zhuan Xing" envoy came out, always dragging the opponent's attack elsewhere, wasting his strength in vain. There was a void under his feet, and the young man was a little unsteady on his feet, and when he returned the knife, he was a little slower, and a flaw appeared in his chest. Duan Xing kept an eye in his heart, and instead of rushing forward to perform the "Northern Spiritual Skill", he raised the middle finger of his right hand on the spot, and the "Zhongchong Sword" shot out and went straight to the big hole on the young man's chest.

The young man's eyes were flustered because of the flaws he had just exposed, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and suddenly his eyes became clear. A strange footwork under his feet was worthy of the big hole in his chest, but unfortunately the distance was too close to completely avoid Duan Xing's "Six-Vein Divine Sword", and he was hit by Duan Xing's "Zhongchong Sword" and flew out, breaking a big hole in his chest and falling straight to the ground. Blood was pouring out of the ground.

"Who are you?" Duan Xing still didn't step forward, standing still where he was and asked.

The young man propped up his upper body with both hands, looked down at the big hole in his chest, and the internal organs were clearly visible, even if there was a divine doctor on the scene at this time, he might be able to save his life if he was lucky, but if he was unlucky, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape the life of going to the underworld to drink tea and chat with Lord Yama. Fortunately, Duan Xing's "Zhongchong Sword" did not hit the big hole in the young man's chest, otherwise he was afraid that he would die on the spot. The young man coughed, looked at the puddle of blood he coughed up, looked up at Duan Xing and smiled bitterly: "None of the chosen ones are easy to deal with, I think I am already the best among them, but I didn't expect that I would lose my life in the first battle, I am really unwilling to do that." ”

Duan Xing did not relax a little because he had already won this battle. With his momentum still puffed up, his eyes sparkled, and he continued to ask, "Tell me where you came from, and how much do you know about the 'Chosen One'?"

Hearing Duan Xing's question, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then hahadaxiao got up, and stopped abruptly before he could laugh three times, with a painful look on his face, but it was a wound that touched him, and he couldn't laugh.

Bleeding too much, the boy's face had begun to turn pale, and his lips began to dry out. The boy said in a slightly hoarse voice, "You don't know anything, it's really a waste of your efforts. Knowing this, I found an opportunity to get close to you, and then quietly stabbed you, wouldn't it be a mistake. The boy shook his head as he spoke, sighing again and again.

Duan Xing asked twice in a row, the young man didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he didn't answer Duan Xing's question positively, and Duan Xing, who was angry, had already begun to grit his teeth in his heart, and he couldn't wait to come back to the "Six Veins Divine Sword" and directly result in the young man's life. However, this young man seems to have a lot to do with the "God's chosen one", which can involve the reason why he came to Tianlong Shijie, and it is also related to his future fate, Duan Xing had no choice but to say in a deep voice again: "You are already a dying person, why don't you tell me everything you know, so that I can understand." If you have any unfulfilled wishes, I can help you fulfill them. ”

More and more blood flowed from the boy's chest, and the boy already felt chills all over his body, thinking that he was not far from death. The young man raised his head, looked at Duan Xing with some unwillingness, and said: "This battle is not my defeat, but bad luck, if I deliberately approach you, and then attack while you are not paying attention, you will definitely die." ”

Duan Xing really couldn't grasp the young man's thinking, and said in his heart: "There is a way that 'a person is about to die, and his words are also good'. But this young man's personality seems to be completely self-centered, and he is unwilling to admit his failure even when he dies. It's better to cooperate with him and see if you can make him loosen his mouth and say something. ”

With no conscience, Duan Xing nodded and said, "If I follow your train of thought, I may indeed lose to you, and at that time, maybe the person lying on the ground will be replaced by me." ”

When the young man heard this, a smug look flashed on his face. He said: "As it should be, I think I have activated the power of 'Maharaja', how can it be that you can be defeated by a mortal who doesn't even understand the meaning of 'God's chosen one'. After saying that, he coughed twice, and then coughed up a large patch of blood.

The young man's eyes have begun to gradually become gray, and the breath of life is slowly moving away from the young man, even if there is a Da Luo Jin Immortal at this time, I am afraid that he will not be able to return to the sky and save the young man's life.

Duan Xing's heart became more and more anxious, but he also knew that he couldn't urge the young man at this time, just listened to him quietly. Sure enough, after the young man finished blowing himself, he finally said an important sentence: "I wait for Shijie, there are eight divine powers, and each divine power corresponds to a God's chosen person." It is rumored that if anyone can gather the power of the eight parts, they can transcend the innate and shatter the void and enter a magical shijie ......" The young man was halfway through speaking, and there was another cough, his eyes began to drift, and he could die at any time.

"How can I gather the power of the eight parts, and how do you know that I am the 'chosen one'?" Duan Xing asked the two questions he was most concerned about.

The young man let go of the hands that supported his upper body, lay down on the ground, took a big breath of air, looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and said softly: "If you kill someone with other divine powers, you can naturally inherit the divine power of the other party." As long as you activate your divine power, you can sense whether there are the same 'chosen people' around you from a certain distance. The boy looked greedily at the sky again, and slowly closed his eyes.

Duan Xing saw the young man lying down, and he knew that it was not good, so he hurriedly stepped forward and asked the young man who had closed his eyes, "How to activate your own divine power?"

After waiting for a few seconds, there was no response, and with his divine sense, the boy had lost a little sign of life and died.

"I'm X" Duan Xing couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth. The mysterious boy only had time to say something before he died, and it was really annoying to make himself go up and down. I just understood what a "chosen one" is, but I found that there are more questions waiting for me. Duan Xing's heart seemed to have countless "divine beasts" running by, and it was uncomfortable.

Squatted down and took a closer look at the young man, and found that the young man was only fourteen or five years old, estimated to be about the same age as himself, and sighed in his heart. He said, "Although your attempt to take my life was unsuccessful, it was still helpful to me." I have clear grievances and grievances, and I can't let you be exposed to the wilderness. After speaking, he looked around, and there was a small dirt slope about four or five hundred meters away from the southwest.

Duan Xing lifted the young man with his left hand, walked up to the coachman who was shocked to death by the knife wave before, and lifted the coachman with his right hand. trotted all the way, reached the small dirt slope, carried the Pure Yang Supreme Skill, instilled the inside into the right foot, lifted it and fell hard. The dust splashed, and a large crater appeared, and Duan Xing threw the coachman into it first. Then he walked to the side and used the gun according to the law, it was another big pit, and Duan Xing threw the boy into it again. After throwing it, Duan Xing was just about to use his martial arts to bury the two pits, when he found that the young man's eyebrows were shining. Duan Xing was curious, and touched it with his hand. With a "boom", Duan Xing's sea of knowledge was wide open, and the flash that was originally in the center of the young man's eyebrows followed Duan Xing's outstretched hand, all the way to Xiangshang, and rushed directly into Duan Xing's sea of knowledge. Duan Xing's divine sense looked inward, and found that the shining shape was very similar to the dragon in oriental legends: the head was like a cow, the horns were like a deer, the eyes were like a shrimp, the ears were like an elephant, the neck was like a snake, the belly was like a snake, the scales were like a fish, the claws were like a phoenix, and the palm was like a tiger. It has eighty-one scales on its back, with nine or nine yang numbers. There is a beard next to the mouth, a pearl under the chin, and an inverted scale under the throat. It's really mighty.

But after seeing that the dragon rushed into Duan Xing Zhihai, it let out a huge dragon roar, which shook Duan Xing Zhihai for a while, and his headache was splitting. Then the dragon unscrupulously made waves in Duan Xing's sea of knowledge, and the painful Duan Xing rolled on the ground with his head in his arms, and just when Duan Xing felt that his head was about to explode, a dragon roar that was even more high-pitched than the previous dragon roar sounded. Miraculously, with this dragon roar, Duan Xing's sea of knowledge tended to calm down, and his head no longer began to hurt.

Duan Xing relieved himself, and once again probed his divine sense into the sea of consciousness to check, and found that at some point, there was also a dragon that was exactly the same as before in the sea of consciousness, but the momentum of this dragon was obviously higher than that of the dragon in front of him. As soon as the dragon roared, the dragon, who was still stirring up the wind and rain in Duan Xingzhihai before, quieted down as if he had seen the leader, and stayed by obediently, not daring to make another attempt. Then the two dragons, one after the other, drilled into the depths of the sea of knowledge. Duan Xing's divine sense probed again, but he was separated and couldn't go deeper, and there was a faint layer of separation in front of his divine sense.