"Um?"

Shen Shen made a nasal sound, and Yun Hai's hand on his waist became hotter.

"Because you want to kill me."

Chang Ming sighed, he was really bullied by dogs.

Back then, when he roamed the world and did whatever he wanted, he could even enter and exit places like Qingyun Temple and Shenxiao Xianfu as if no one was there. When will it be the turn of this sea of ​​clouds to threaten him?

"Just now when I was cut by that person, I had three choices. One was to defend myself, the other was to seek refuge with you, and the third was to go to fellow Taoist Xu. When I made eye contact with you, I noticed that the palm of your hand Raise slightly, eyes fall on me, as long as I pass by, you will kill without hesitation."

Yun Hai smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Chang Ming's observations are very meticulous."

Chang Ming: "At that time, it was too late for me to go to Fairy Xu, so I had to choose self-defense first."

Yunhai: "I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Changming to know how to control objects."

Chang Ming: "I'm not in good health. I can't move as much as I can. Trying to resist things will only make the backlash worse. Now it's retribution."

Yun Hai: "People who are incapable can hardly move an inch in Jiuchongyuan. Instead of dying even worse after you, it is better for me to help fellow Taoists solve their troubles first, and it will be settled once and for all. But since you know the art of defense, you can barely defend yourself, but you have given me a lot. Surprise, I want to see how long you can live in Jiuchongyuan, so I won't waste it."

Chang Ming: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Yun, for your mercy."

Yun Hai: "You don't have to be polite, I'm just that understanding."

"Do you know Xiaoyun?" Changming asked abruptly.

Yunhai raised his eyebrows: "Is this the nickname Changming Daoist gave me? Then I call you Xiaochang? Or Xiaoming?"

Chang Ming: ...pretend I didn't ask.

He coughed again, and the fishy smell in his throat was getting thicker. Chang Ming didn't want to spit out the blood, so he swallowed it again, which made it even more uncomfortable.

Yun Hai even patted him on the back, lovingly said while patting: "Fellow Daoist Chang Ming needs to rest more."

The tone was so intimate that those who didn't know it thought there was some secret relationship between the two of them.

Xu Jingxian finally remembered the existence of Chang Ming after venting her anger completely. She leaped onto the roof and saw the two seemingly intimate scenes. She was still a little strange in her heart, wondering when they became so close, and suddenly caught Yun Hai's glance, Can't help but startled slightly, and subconsciously looked away.

The next moment, Xu Jingxian couldn't help looking at the sea of ​​clouds again, as if to confirm her feelings.

She finally found out what was weird.

Compared with the gentle and amiable actions, the eyes of the other party are calm, and there is no slight ups and downs like stagnant water. What Xu Jingxian sees is dark and dark. If he insists on exploring to the deepest point, then it will be—

The endless evil ghost Shura, the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, if he accidentally sinks into it, he will be lost forever.

This is a figure even more terrifying than Sovereign Zhou.

Seeing Xu Jingxian staring at him, Yunhai also smiled at her, seeming to be interested in her.

Xu Jingxian couldn't help but take two steps back.

She looked at Changming again.

The opponent's back arched slightly due to coughing, and his expression was unclear under the cover of the night, but Xu Jingxian didn't see any weakness and grievance in Changming who was crushed by the opponent's pressure. Let him be afraid and a little uncomfortable.

At the same time, the battle between the sad tree and the short whip monk has reached a fever pitch.

The tree of sorrow leaped to the top of the opponent's head, the long staff was swung high, and the halo of light all over his body was dazzling, like a Buddha descending into the world, majestic but without compassion, more like a Vajra Arhat with open eyes and roaring.

As soon as the long staff was raised, mountains and seas were moved, rivers flowed backwards, stars reversed, and mixed with lightning and thunder, they flocked towards the monk with a short whip.

And the latter actually carried it!

At this moment, his short whip burst out with dazzling light, almost covering his whole body in the light. Regardless of the long staff being swung down, the short whip directly slashed towards Sad Tree's heart.

A slight difference, even half a breath faster for the faster one, will change the outcome of the entire battle.

Almost everyone in Qixing Hanoi, most of their eyes fell on the two of them at this moment.

Regardless of winning or losing, this quasi-grandmaster-level fight is destined to be wonderful and leave a deep impression on everyone.

But the one who loses may pay the price of his life.

"Sorrowful Tree is going to lose!" Xu Jingxian couldn't help but said.

She could see that the two were evenly matched on the surface, but Sad Tree was missing a move in the end, and she was afraid that he would be defeated in this fight and become the trophy of the Short Whip cultivator.

"not necessarily."

At some point, Chang Ming stood beside her and said.

Yunhai also paced over.

"Fellow Daoist Changming is right, the winner has not yet been decided."

Xu Jingxian was fascinated by the sight, and couldn't help but retort: ​​"Sorrowful Tree looks brave, but in reality it's weak to succeed. That half-demon is full of tenacity. In terms of endurance explosion, he can barely become a grandmaster."

Although she followed the path of cultivating magic by picking up yang and supplementing yin, she was very unwilling to practice along this path. Instead, she was very interested in the path of martial arts. Grass comes in for adventure.

"Your words are correct, but you have ignored people's hearts."

When Xu Jingxian hadn't figured out what Tou Changming's words meant, something happened in the distance.

A white light shot towards the back of the monk with a short whip!

Bai Guang's castration wasn't too fast, nor was his attack too fierce, but the short-whip cultivator needed a flick of his hand to defuse it.

But at the moment when he was distracted, Sad Tree had already seized the opportunity to counterattack and directly broke through the opponent's defense with force. The spiritual power of the short-whip cultivator was disrupted, and it was as if the defense had been breached. Even if it was only half a breath, the long staff It has also fallen on top of the head.

"A moment ago, there was a person who had been standing under the eaves, staring at the two of them. If he was not going to kill the tree of sorrow, he was going to attack another person."

The voice of the sea of ​​clouds slowly sounded, the direction he was pointing at was originally a dark and dark corner that was difficult to observe, but it happened that the thunder and lightning lit up, reflecting that area transparently.

"But that half-magic cultivator has already gained the upper hand. There is no need for that person to do anything. It is superfluous, so there is only one possibility for him to do it, to help the sad tree."

While speaking, the half-magic monk holding a short whip fell from mid-air, his body was weak, and it must have been a disaster.

Most of the people didn't expect this fight to end in such a way, and they were still in a daze for a while, watching the sad tree holding the stick fall on the highest spire of Qixing River.

"Boye is dead, and the Qixing River has no owner. Tai Luo, his most powerful general, has also been beheaded by me. From today, I am the owner of the Qixing River! I give you this chance to challenge, after tonight, if there is another provocateur, I will kill you!"

The sad tree's voice came from far away, and it clearly fell into the ears of everyone in Qixinghe.

It was quiet all around.

Nobody moved.

Maybe someone wants to move, but they are all waiting for someone else to move first.

Xu Jingxian finally understood what Chang Ming said just now.

After Boye, the master of Qixing River, was killed by foreign monk Xu Fenglin, Xu Fenglin didn't stay here for long, and went directly to the second deep abyss. The dragons in Qixing River were leaderless and panicked. Sad Tree and Tai Luo should be the most powerful among them to win Qixing River Of the two masters, Tai Luo may have the better cultivation base, but he didn't expect that the alliance of the sad tree would plot against him under such circumstances.

He was too conceited in his strength, and eventually died of his own conceit.

Sad Tree waited for a moment, saw that no one objected, the corners of his mouth raised silently.

"One hour later, I will hold a banquet on the Seven Star Terrace to welcome you all. Those who are present can attend the banquet without an invitation."

This is tantamount to announcing his identity as the Lord of the Seven Star River, and those who go to the banquet are equivalent to acknowledging the status of the Sad Tree.

Xu Jingxian has never seen one side change hands so quickly and abruptly. Although the human world is cruel, it has not yet reached the point of being so naked and cruel. , Although it is unscrupulous, but Zhou Ke's strength is profound. Although he is moody and difficult to serve, his position as the suzerain of the Blood Sect has never been challenged.

Chang Ming raised his head.

The thunder and lightning in the sky subsided slightly, but the dark clouds were still there.

Layers of gloomy light and dark overlap, as if they also reveal each other with the complex changes on the ground.

"Did Fellow Daoist Changming realize any secrets?" Yun Hai asked.

"I was thinking, has the night in Jiuchongyuan always been this long?" Chang Ming said.

"Do you prefer the daytime?"

"I like to see more clearly, it helps me see the truth."

Chang Ming gave him a meaningful look, and made a pun.

The other party smiled, but didn't answer Chang Ming's words: "Fellow Daoist Changming, fellow Daoist Xu, how about going to the banquet together?"