The fierce offensive was powerful and deadly enough to make the breath of the immortal flower move in response.

This means that this move is enough for Wei Yuan to start the next life directly.

If the effect of the undead flower is enough to support him to do it again.

Wei Yuan avoided this move almost instinctively. Turning around, he saw that the grasp was clenching violently when it pierced through the original position of his heart. Spiritual energy, voice, and even light were all grasped, and then he squeezed violently. , turned into a mass of annihilation, and let out a roar.

Wei Yuan's pupils contracted.

If he was hit, this move would be enough to turn his heart into **** in an instant.

That is, in the 5,000-year history, I don't know how many times I have been heartbroken.

Wei Yuan directly practiced his instinctive reaction ability, thus avoiding this fatal blow.

The existence on the opposite side was obviously shocked.

It seems to be saying how can it be avoided?

Wei Yuan complained in his heart.

If you get stabbed in the heart every time you reincarnate, you also have this talent to respond.

Ninety percent resistance to backstab damage.

He drew his sword with his backhand, but the opponent was clearly prepared and came prepared. With a low shout, he struck again, and the speed directly surpassed Wei Yuan's line of sight reaction. In other words, light, particles, and even sound were all distorted and obscured. Yuan's eyebrows jumped wildly.

If you draw the sword, your heart will be pierced directly.

This scene appeared directly in front of his eyes.

Bai Ze said that all mythological creatures have the nature of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

The God of Kunlun Mountain, who is in charge of the world's first-class swordsmanship, has somewhat touched this field.

Wei Yuan chose to believe in the instinct brought about by being a demigod and half man.

Arms interlaced, a series of Tiangang's thirty-six methods were used in combination, the vitality of heaven and earth was separated and turned into water vapor, and then the river was drawn into land, and the fingers connected with the ground into steel. Almost instantly, Wei Yuan crashed into a ball that was bigger than a human city To a huge cloud.

The water vapor instantly reversed, turning into a giant shield of pure golden energy.

Huge hundreds of feet, and then instantly condensed.

And it is condensed with divine energy.

Although Wei Yuan's mind was not the same in front of Zhu Jiuyin.

But the fighting instinct is enough to rival the first-rate warriors of the Age of Gods.

In other words, it is the accumulated experience of encountering dangers in previous reincarnations over the past five thousand years.

"So huge, spread out, stupid."

The visitor sneered and pierced through the huge defense in an instant, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

Wei Yuan clasped his five fingers together, and the supernatural power of Tiangang reappeared.

Whisper in my heart.

Thunder, come on! !

boom! !

People in the whole city were startled by the violent thunder that suddenly exploded. When they looked up, they saw that there were no clouds and mist, but there were countless fine thunderbolts that exploded and bombarded the same place, erupting brilliant and Horror streamer.

With Wei Yuan's morality, he can't be distracted from displaying Tiangang-level supernatural powers.

He forcibly restrained his opponent and drew his sword backhand.

It's just that when he drew his sword, the opponent instantly forcibly broke through the blockade of Tiangang Thunder Law, and appeared directly in front of Wei Yuan, with his hands up and down to block Wei Yuan's eyebrows and throat, and his left knee suddenly raised, directly towards Wei Yuan His lower body bumped away, causing Wei Yuan's forehead to twitch.

He had to find a way to use this sinister and deadly move.

Short attack and close attack, it is obvious that Wei Yuan cannot be allowed to use swordsmanship.

The strength of the opponent is strong.

Every time he punches, it seems to swallow the radiant aura, Wei Yuan can faintly feel his body being shaken, and the aura is faintly uncontrollable, as if it is going to be swallowed by it like a streamer particle.

Similar to the concept of myth, or power?

Wei Yuan reluctantly made another move, and moved back to create a distance.

The opponent's strength and speed are all stronger than him.

Punch after punch, almost pressing him down.

Wei Yuan glanced around, the two fled while fighting, they had already left the sky above the city, surrounded by the wasteland area, the visitor directly turned into a cloud of shadows, distorting Wei Yuan's control and perception of the surroundings, people need to use retinal The reflections of the light caught everything, and now the entire area of ​​light is gone.

The sky changes in a radius of three hundred miles.

The sky and the earth are like night.

In addition, there are mythical level existences, even practitioners cannot grasp the surroundings.

Like falling into the abyss of chaos.

The person who came was as ethereal as a shadow, and Wei Yuan couldn't grasp where it was at all.

After the assassin realized this, he also sneered and unleashed his killing move with all his strength.

The short blade pierced into flesh and blood, and a smile appeared on the face of the visitor, but he didn't feel right, it was not the heart.

It's the palm!

Wei Yuan held the edge of the blade with his left hand, and forcibly countered with the Buddhist background left by Xuanzang, bent his right arm and slammed it horizontally. From this distance, the opponent seemed not expecting him to be so ruthless, and had no time to take other precautions. He hit it **** the temple.

The smashed ground showed its original shape, and the smashed eyes fainted.

Wei Yuan still bent his elbows, concentrated his waist and exerted strength, and the tip of his elbow slammed back fiercely with no less terrifying force, and once again inflicted heavy damage on the opponent's temple in the other direction, this time directly using the Tiangang Supernatural powers bless the physical body.

The mana consumption is huge, but it makes the opponent's eyes lose their focus and their thinking is confused.

The assassin's brain was like a paste at the moment, and he noticed Wei Yuan raised his hand and drew his sword from the corner of his eye.

Subconsciously retreated abruptly, pulled out the dagger, and at the same time controlled Wei Yuan's right hand with authority.

Wei Yuan's right hand holding the sword stopped.

The assailant felt relieved.

win…

Immediately, I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen.

The pupils suddenly contracted.

Lowering his head, Wei Yuan pointed his left hand against his waist and abdomen, and a burst of majestic vigor broke out.

"Hometown."

This sword move is called Hometown.

A touch of the concept of mythology.

Master killing.

combat side.

In an instant, it seemed as if he was cut by countless swords and sword master-level moves at the same time.

The man's waist and abdomen seemed to be restrained in the concept of space, as if folded, turned into a straight line, and then slashed by the sword that initially touched the concept of Kunlun, so every area of ​​his body was It seems that they encountered this trick at the same time.

If it is said that Wei Yuan's previous move was just one move.

Mastering the concept of mythology is equivalent to having 110,000 Wei Yuans use one move at the same time.

Indiscriminate attack on the enemy.

Fold the space and then chop it with a sword, that is to say, as long as the scope covered by his myth concept is sufficient, even a thousand or 10,000 people can be killed with one sword. This is the reason why the so-called myth concept is a myth. s reason.

The Juggernaut personally cuts your meat into sausages with a sword.

Wei Yuan panted slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said to himself:

"It doesn't make much difference whether I use a sword or not."

The guy whose chest was pierced was thrown away with his backhand, and he was cut by the mythical concept level of swordsmanship. Even the opponent who had just forced Wei Yuan to be quite embarrassed was beaten to the brink of death. Both speed and physical strength are above Wei Yuan.

For short attack and close attack, Wei Yuan can only defend against being beaten.

But at the same time, such a **** can't resist the edge of his sword.

Cold sweat oozes from Wei Yuan's forehead, replaying the brief confrontation just now, whispering:

"When you are running and not allowing me to draw the sword, you have already lost."

"Otherwise, even if I can win, I can't keep you here."

Deliberately showing that he needs to draw his sword to show his true strength.

Use this as bait.

And the real ultimate move is the sword finger in his left hand.

He even deliberately used his left hand to catch the opponent's move, injuring himself.

In order to further reduce the opponent's vigilance.

Step by step, it is for the last move. After all, no matter who this guy is, guarding here and forcing him to fight in melee, there is no doubt that he knows his sword skills, and he came to assassinate him if he knew his sword skills. , then it means that this guy is stronger than him.

In other words, under the conditions of assassination and close range.

There is a possibility that he can kill Wei Yuan.

But now such a **** fell in front of him, dying directly.

"The art of war is deceitful, so it can be shown that it can't be used, and it can be used to show that it can't be used."

Wei Yuan had a feeling in his heart about Zhu Jiuyin's saying that he had to use his brain.

And, as well as the meaning of what is good and what is short.

The **** who assassinated him appeared, and the whole was gray, like a cloud of mist. If he hadn't explained the principles of Kunlun with swordsmanship, he might not be able to effectively kill him at all.

"The strength is very strong, who sent you here?"

Wei Yuan chose to ask directly.

All he got was a cold snort.

He sneered: "A mere mortal, how can he have the right to tell me these things?"

"Yes, yes, so aren't you inferior to ordinary people?"

Holding the sword in his right hand, Wei Yuan pointed at the center of his brow while controlling the opponent, trying to read the guy's consciousness by means of exorcising the soul, but as expected, he found nothing. The **** who plotted against him sneered and said : "A mere mortal actually wants to peek into God's thoughts."

Being ridiculed by the crowd?

The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth curled up, and indeed, although Wei Yuan possessed Taoism.

But his Taoism supernatural powers are nothing compared to his swordsmanship.

Can't touch God's Domain at all.

It is equivalent to not having enough level to break through the opponent's soul defense.

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth curled up slightly, thoughts turned in his mind, he stretched out his hand to hold the **** and fled directly, and found a quiet place, after setting up the formation, he strode forward, the sword in his palm instantly cut through the spirit veins of the god's limbs, Let it lie limp on the ground.

Then the palm of his hand clasped directly between his eyebrows.

Forcibly colliding with his own soul, it seems that he intends to find what he wants directly from the true spirit.

The **** was slightly stunned, but immediately rejoiced.

How dare this stupid mortal come to collide with his true spirit?

Could it be that he is looking for death!

Even though his sword skills are extraordinary and refined, but his brain doesn't seem to be very good?

He mustered his last strength and used his true spirit to collide with that guy's soul, intending to turn against the other guy, but as expected, the other guy's soul was vulnerable, with almost no resistance, he was defeated by himself, only to escape in embarrassment .

The soul of this **** pursued desperately and refused to give up.

In the end, his eyes lit up, and he reached an unbelievable place. He laughed loudly and caught up with the mortal in front, and said loudly, "Hahaha, I caught you...?"

His voice was stagnant, and his pupils contracted violently. He saw two men standing behind the human swordsman caught by him. The one on the left was handsome and unrestrained, with a golden sword clasped in one hand, giving people a majestic and heavy appearance. The majestic majesty on the right side is majestic and tall, holding an ax in one hand, and has the unyielding will to fight.

"Xuanyuan...Xing Tian..."

The body of the **** was stiff and murmured to himself.

Xuanyuan raised his head slightly with a smile on his face, and said, "What are your hands doing?"

The **** lowered his head stiffly, looked at the palm of his hand holding the swordsman's collar, and looked at the right hand that was raised to attack.

Slowly let go of your hand, then backed away stiffly.

Snapped.

He raised his right hand and finally hit himself in the face.

Xuanyuan and Xingtian nodded slightly: "Okay."

And the gods retreated step by step.

He bumped into a strong body, turned his head, and saw a tall young man with a bare upper body and Jiuli tattoos drawn on his skin, and saw him wearing a necklace with fangs, his temperament was wild and rough but he had indescribable power Feeling cold, he gave him a cold look.

"Chi You..."

A shy young man closes the only entrance to lucid dreaming.

"Da Yi?"

The **** of assassination was in a daze, turned his head, and saw the museum owner suddenly approaching, his sharp and domineering eyebrows and eyes suddenly turned into a warm smile, and he approached with a smile: "By the way, hello, you can continue to perform What about the one just now? Yes, that's the one."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his fingers and gestured, and then his tone was majestic and his voice was low:

"Just a stupid mortal."

"Come on, we are all mortals here, please do a show?"

"do not mention it."

The **** raised his head.

I saw a row of young people sitting behind them.

Five heads from left to right, Xuanyuan, Chiyou, Xingtian, Dayi, Shennong.

Then looking at the young man with clean black hair, gentle eyes, and a warm smile at the corner of his mouth, he felt aggrieved.

What is this kid pretending to be in his head?

What kind of human suffering is this? !

A flat voice said: "...is this your solution?"

The young man spread his hands and said, "Could it be that you just leave it alone?"

"I said, although I can't solve it, aren't you still here?"

"Ahem, I'm not authentic this time, I'll cook a few more dishes later."

The voice fell silent for a while, and snorted coldly:

"...Hmph, it really is the Tu Shan clan."

Tu Shan's?

The god's back tightened, and he turned his head, but he didn't see the Tushan lineage that was notorious all over the world in the age of gods.

Instead, he saw a man wearing a gray robe with a long and ancient temperament sitting there, and seeing his indifferent expression, he said lightly:

"Introduce yourself."

"Zhu Jiuyin."

The pupils of the gods shrank suddenly.

Almost without hesitation, he immediately tried to escape, but when he turned his head, he saw the ancient macho Tian Tuan, who was beaten back after trying to run for three seconds, Zhu Jiuyin said flatly: "You know me, you fear me, it's you The behind-the-scenes messenger, tell you, do you want to run when you see me?"

"no!"

The **** subconsciously retorted.

The Dragon of Candlelight Nine Nethers stared at him faintly, and said plainly: "Yes or no, I will tell the difference." The white palm stretched out, and directly touched the brow of the god, washing the true spirit incomparably domineeringly, and the terrified pupils quickly It turned into a blank blank.

Zhu Jiuyin let go of the translucent true spirit, and took a sip of tea.

A picture emerged.

In front of the god, a man with a handsome face and a clean temperament appeared:

"No matter what method you use, you must get rid of that person."

"Among the various future possibilities observed by Hetu Luoshu, this person is an important node, keeping him is a disaster, and he cannot be allowed to live in this world."

"What will he do?"

Hearing this question, the man with clean temperament said: "If he doesn't have a big change in temperament, he will hinder us."

The **** who came here to assassinate Wei Yuan was puzzled and said:

"Then will his temperament change and become our side?"

The corner of the man's mouth twitched: "No, if his temperament changes drastically, he will hinder us mercilessly."

"In short, take him down."

"yes."

With a body like a mist, the assassin **** with considerable strength whispered:

"How to deal with him? Do you have any suggestions?"

The man with a clean temperament pondered and said:

"Avoid confrontation with him, especially don't let him draw his sword."

"In addition, secretly attack him in the back."

The man laughed and said: "In the Ming Dynasty, this was how he was dealt with, but he never thought that the effect of the immortal flower would be so strong that it would bring him back to life. However, the immortal flower also has an upper limit. Once, let's get rid of the immortal flower in his heart as well."

"Yes." The **** who assassinated Wei Yuan nodded, and the memory picture dissipated.

"…Ming Dynasty…"

"The future node of Hetu Luoshu observation?"

Wei Yuan whispered slowly, too much information was exposed in this short memory.

Node, the conspiracy of the Ming Dynasty, one of the reasons for the reincarnation of the Queen Mother of the West, the Immortal Flower.

There is also Hetu Luoshu.

These things are too many and too complicated, and they can't even be dissected clearly for a while.

"If you can't think clearly, you can think about it slowly. This is not something that you can think clearly in a short time."

Zhu Jiuyin took a sip of tea and said flatly:

"However, what is more important now is to think about how to deal with his corpse."

"Deal with his body?"

"Yes, no matter what, this is a slightly stronger **** than Twelve Yuanchen, and it is on the combat side. If you kill him, your position will be easily calculated by divination. What are you good at? How are you? Kill him, your fighting style."

Wei Yuan was stunned: "So, this guy is an abandoned child?"

"It's not an abandoned child, but it's about the same."

Candle Nine**:

"It would be best to kill you. If I can't kill you, I can understand your current strength and intelligence."

"The most important thing is to understand your mythological concept, so that you can arrange a lore against you next time. It's like heavy. In normal encounters, you can't beat him much, but it's different when you are prepared. This is the plan. Figure out your ultimate move, and then prepare to kill you."

Wei Yuan pondered.

Xing Tian looked at Xuanyuan, and then meditated with Xuanyuan.

Wei Yuan couldn't make up his mind, looked at Miss Zhu Jiu: "Then what's your opinion?"

The gray-robed man's tone was flat, without any hesitation: "Take it to the East China Sea, and swallow it for that Xiangliu."

"Using the identity of Gong Gong's family members to disrupt the other party's secrets, let the other party's fortunes point to Gong Gong, and completely disrupt the situation."

"Then kill Xiangliu~lightnovelpub.net~ and let Gonggong fight with that side first."

"To completely mess up the situation."

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Xuanyuan: ━Σ(??Д??|||)━

The three-headed tough man basically has only one expression on his face - "Fuck, you are so ruthless!"

Zhu Jiuyin ticked the corner of his mouth, and wrote lightly:

"So, what are you going to do?"

PS: Today's second update... 5,200 words, Xing Tian's is, if it's on a page, it can be seen as the top of the head and the one with the **** as eyes put together.

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