Even if he had the body of a vajra body, he still felt uncomfortable. However, no matter how terrifying the pressure was, he always persisted and had no intention of retreating. He knew that once he retired, it meant that he had failed. Facing a strong enemy is not scary, what is scary is not having a strong heart. Only the strength of the heart and the strength of the strength, complement each other, can become a real strong.

   This sentence was taught to him by Uncle Zhang when he was a child. He has always kept this sentence in his heart and dare not forget it at all. It is precisely because of the encouragement of these words that he has achieved today's achievements. At this time, the distance between the masked man and Leng Xuan was less than five or six meters, and Leng Xuan was still standing there, motionless. However, his image was a little embarrassed. In addition to the pale face, a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his lips. The distance between the two of them was from more than twenty meters to five meters. Although there was only a gap of more than ten meters, it was a change of life and death for Leng Xuan. Five meters, this is his limit. Although he still insisted, he knew in his heart that he had reached the edge of the limit now, and as long as the other party took another step forward, he would completely collapse. "Okay, very good." At this moment, the masked man suddenly spoke. "Under my coercion, you are the only one who can persist for so long. The successor of the Heaven-Defying Art is really good. If you are willing to be loyal to my Chongyun Palace, what is there to be afraid of in the Yaoyuan Palace?" Leng Xuanqiang He squeezed out a sneer and said, "Allegiance to you? I'm sorry, but I don't want to abuse myself and become the object of scorn for future generations."

"The strength is not very good, but the mouth is very hard." The masked man snorted coldly: "Since you insist on courting death, then I will fulfill you. As the descendant of the Heaven-Defying Art, I am qualified to let me do it myself." Fall, lift one leg, and prepare to walk forward. However, at this moment of crisis, a powerful force suddenly struck from the top of the masked man's head. Faced with this sudden attack, the masked man remained calm and calm. Seeing him raise his head and look at the azure light in the air, he has to reach out to block it. However, just as he shot, his brows suddenly wrinkled. Immediately afterwards, I saw that his whole body strength was withdrawn, and he touched the beam of blue light with one hand, and then turned around, and with the help of the inertial force, the strength of the beam of blue light was relieved. When the light faded, Leng Xuan realized that the beam of blue light just now was not a spiritual tool at all, but a person. Not only that, he also knew that person, it was the bald man who had fought against him before. However, the current bald man was completely in a coma, and his body was covered with numerous scars. "Who is it?" Leng Xuan looked around, looking for the person who helped.

   Soon, a white-haired old man appeared in his sight. "Old Yu?" Leng Xuan was slightly startled when he saw the person coming, his face was full of surprise. When Yu Yan approached, Leng Xuan asked: "Old Yu, why did you come here?" Yu Yan replied: "Didn't you ask Yan Kuangsheng to contact the torrents before? He said you are here. Midnight City, so I rushed over." After a pause, he frowned and said, "You are too reckless to come to Midnight City to make trouble. Don't you know that this is the core of Chongyun Palace? If Midnight City is so easy to break through, the Yaoyuan Palace has already arrived."