The man in white curled his lips and looked at the two people in the sky: "I have been chasing them for several days, and I am really tireless. Brother Ye Chen, how about you and I join forces to kill these flies. How about another fight."
He gently shook the folding fan with his right hand, and his purple hair, which had faded a lot, danced with the strong wind, and the evil energy was shocking. Xiao Chen smiled slightly and said: "That's exactly what I meant!"
Two Grandmaster-level Martial Saints of the same level as Mohuang Elder, with their current strength, no one can defeat them alone, but if they fight one person each, the outcome will be unpredictable.
A streak of blood shot up into the sky, and the man in white held a long knife, and with a sword intent all over the sky, he killed the great master in Hanyue Palace.
Thunder light shot out, and there were loud booms and booms. Xiao Chen stepped on the lightning and rushed towards the great master of Tianyin Sect.
A shocking battle will soon begin, a master-level battle, and you can know how brutal the scene will be without guessing.
Yuntianhe and Gao Baiyu took advantage of the palace gate and had already stepped aside. In a battle of this level, the two of them could not help each other.
On a hill in the distance, Meteor and Gray Old Man, who were ready to run away at any moment, were also furtively watching the battle.
"By the way, Master Jiu, aren't you also a Grandmaster-level Martial Saint? Why don't you go up and help?"
Meteor looked at the old man with sinister eyebrows next to him and said with some confusion.
Master Jiu looked a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "Master Jiu's demeanor as a master is too watery. Unlike those who have seriously understood the demeanor of a master, their cultivation also relies on time. After all, what Master Jiu is best at is not fighting. It’s a treasure hunt.”
Seeing Meteor curling his lips, he suddenly realized, with a look of contempt on his face.
The gray old man smiled and said: "Of course, if you are a bold and daring guy, Master Jiu can still easily kill him if I stretch out my fingers."
Meteor was unhappy, but he couldn't beat him and had no choice but to endure it. His heart was so depressed that he couldn't do it. He couldn't even beat a rat-like old man. This was really a miserable situation.
The senior man from the inner sect of Tianyin Sect who was fighting against Xiao Chen was named Xiao Jue. He was wearing green clothes and holding a seven-stringed qin in his hands.
The skin is smooth, delicate and ruddy, unlike the skin of ordinary old people, which is rough and full of wrinkles.
Ding ding dong dong!
With his fingertips trembling, Xiao Jue played a voluptuous and erotic song. Compared with the disciples of the Tianyin Sect that Xiao Chen had seen before, this Xiao Jue had already reached another level.
As the sound of the piano entered his ears, an illusion appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes. He was standing on a sky tower, filled with spiritual mist. In front of him were more than a dozen hot-looking women wearing veils, dancing gracefully in the clouds and mist.
The fabric on the body, including the edges and corners, is no larger than a palm.
The dancing body seems to have magical charm and is extremely tempting, making people's hearts burn with fire.
Xiao Jue looked at Xiao Chen, who was standing still in the air and lost in the dreamland, with a sneer on his face, and his fingers played faster, and the sound of the piano kept ringing.
When Yun Tianhe, who was above the palace, saw this, his face became happy, and he was about to come over and kill Xiao Chen directly. Gao Baiyu stopped him and said, "Brother Yun, wait a minute. With a little external force, the illusion can be broken."
"Take your time and watch the show. This Demonic Song of Desire was created by the elder of my sect after he captured the succubus of the abyss and savored it carefully. The people trapped in it will only have one end, sucking people dry and feeding them back to Elder Xiao. "
When Yun Tianhe heard this, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked. This illusion was a bit between reality and illusion. He could actually use charm in illusion to absorb the opponent's life essence.
In the illusion, eight extremely beautiful women had come to Xiao Chen's side, posing and making seductive movements that made people breathe fire from time to time.
It makes people feel like they are in paradise and want to have a good time.
Xiao Chen looked at it for a while and felt that it was boring. The only charm in the world that could make him fall for a moment could only be performed by the succubus Leng Yue.
Thinking of this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but recall the time he spent with Leng Yue in the deep sea battlefield in the lower world.
Now I don’t know where this woman full of secrets is.
The devil's calamity is approaching. If we meet again, we don't know whether we are enemies or friends.
"Sir, my family is not beautiful enough!"
Just as he was thinking about it, a beautiful woman took off her veil, revealing a pure face. Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, and her appearance turned out to be exactly the same as Leng Yue's.
The woman smiled lightly, hooked her arms around Xiao Chen's neck, and took advantage of his momentary absence to kiss his lips.
Just when the flaming red lips were only an inch away from touching her, Xiao Chen had a broken sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword was coldly pressed against the opponent's mouth.
With a flick of his left hand, the beautiful girl was pushed into the distance.
Xiao Chen looked at the broken sword in his hand. For a moment, he forgot about the place around him and was lost in thought.
Just when he was about to sink in, the broken sword of the Thunder Emperor Mulberry Sword in the Qiankun Ring suddenly vibrated, causing him to wake up suddenly.
"Will I come back alive?"
“It’s necessary, even if you want to die, I won’t let you die.
You may or may not die. "
The words of the past echoed in his mind, and Xiao Chen felt lost. He held the broken sword tightly, and the blade was embedded in the palm of his hand, and blood flowed out.
Just a faint trace of regret, do you still remember Ruo Yan that day, didn't allow me to die
But when can I pull you back in the long river of fate
A head full of purple hair disappeared in one thought, and three thousand blue hairs danced lightly.
The evil spirit that deliberately appeared on Xiao Chen's body no longer existed, and the Poseidon Emperor's scarf, which had turned into blood, also turned into pure sky blue again.
In the past three days, he had already absorbed more or less of the remaining medicinal power of the Hunyuan Creation Pill. If it weren't for Ye Chen's identity as the Blood Young Master, his purple hair would have turned black long ago.
Thinking about the old things at this moment, Xiao Chen's mood was ups and downs. He forgot to pretend, and the evil spirit in his body was gone. Instead, he still had the calmness, calmness and cold scruples.
boom!
The folding fan in his left hand suddenly shattered, and the entire illusion suddenly disappeared. The scene in front of him changed. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Xiao Jue's mouth. He looked at the long piano with seven broken strings, and his face was full of surprise.
With a pull of his left hand, he put away the blood-colored cloak on his body. Xiao Chen was dressed in white, with dancing black hair. Under the sky-blue Poseidon turban, there was a cool and delicate face.
The look in his eyes was like a deep pool, unfathomable, and the ancient well remained unchanged.
"Impossible, my Desire Demon Song has never failed among warriors of my generation."
Xiao Jue's eyes were filled with astonishment. A flash of light flashed in his hand, and the lyre was reconnected. His fingertips traced it, and there was another lingering sound, like a woman moaning, echoing long and hard.
The body is like a sword, the mind is like a sword, I am the sword, the sword is me, white clothes and a gentle breeze.
Xiao Chen took one step forward, and the sound of the peerless sword being unsheathed resounded throughout the world.
Every time he takes a step, there is the sound of the knife. It seems slow, but the knife's intention is endless, buzzing, and the crisp sound lingers.
"Becoming a demon with your sounds and doing things that go against the laws of nature, such as harvesting yin and yang, Elder Xiao, you should not have existed in this world a long time ago."
All the sounds of the piano were shattered one by one by the crisp sword chant. Xiao Chen walked step by step, and his sword intention became more and more wild in the world.
At the end, all the sword sounds merged together to form a wisp of divine sound, breaking through the barrier of the sky and soaring into the sky.
The sound that connects the gods and nourishes the soul, Xiao Jue's lyre completely cracked, banged and turned into sawdust all over the sky.
In the sea of consciousness, the prototype of the sword soul flowing with purple talismans is no longer as blurry as before, and the four rays of golden light have become clearly visible, with unrivaled sharpness.
Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment. The prototype of the sword soul actually broke through at this time. His sword intention was completely destroyed by 10%, and no real "soul" was condensed.
"Elder Xiao, the Demonic Song of Desire is, after all, a side path. You are also someone who will become a grand master. Let's fight in an upright and clear manner."
Xiao Jue was too lazy to pay attention, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he turned around to leave.
His Demonic Song of Desire is not just a side trick. Many master-level martial saints were killed by him easily, and the life essence was replenished in his own body.
"It turns out that you are the real Xiao Chen.
Don't be complacent, wait for me to refine a good piano again to absorb the life essence of ****. "
Xiao Chen shook his head slightly, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
At this moment, he used the remaining potency of the Hunyuan Creation Pill without any scruples, and his cultivation level had risen to the peak of the middle-grade Martial Saint.
The soul of the sword took shape and its strength increased greatly. I wanted to have a good fight.
Unexpectedly, the person in front of me was blinded by external objects, and his cultivation was in name only.
In this case, I will grant you death!
With the perfect sword path, the bright moon rose into the sky behind Xiao Chen. In the blink of an eye, the night fell, blocking Xiao Jue's way.
Turn the palm of your hand to reveal the night, and the bright moon will shine brightly.