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"The soul is back"
"Disciple Wang Changsheng, I respectfully invite the previous patriarch to come"
Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and there was no sign of any sign.
Wang Changsheng, who was originally kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up and put his hands behind his back. For some reason, his young face suddenly had a smell of vicissitudes of life, and his eyes showed an aura of compassion.
Wang Changsheng seemed to have changed into a different person in an instant. Except that his body was still him, he was no longer him.
The divine upper body technique of Kunlun Temple does not invite the gods from the four directions, nor the ghosts of the underworld, but only the ancestors of Kunlun Temple.
Wang Changsheng glanced at Gan Fengnian and Chen Chen opposite him, stretched out his hand to touch the peach wood sword, with a nostalgic expression on his face, then opened his mouth and sighed softly, and said: "We say goodbye after years, things are the same. People are dead, and they will be dead when they return"
Gan Fengnian felt a strong sense of crisis from the other party, especially the aura of vicissitudes of life, which made him shudder. This is the style of a master. Just stand there and it will make you feel fear in your bones without moving. meaning.
Chen Chen's perception was not as sharp as Gan Fengnian's. She just felt that the changed Wang Changsheng was very strong, so she whispered: "Master Nian, he can't hold on for long with his magical fighting skills that involve gods. In terms of time, it all depends on his energy to support him. He just used a big move and he was already at the end of his strength, so if you can delay him for a while, he will definitely be unable to recover."
Gan Fengnian really wanted to tell her, but I wanted to delay, but the other party might not give him this chance. Unfortunately, the pressure from Wang Changsheng had left him with no room to speak.
"Whoa!" Wang Changsheng, who only said one sentence, suddenly moved without any warning while holding the peach wood sword. He did not see any movement under his feet, and he floated forward lightly, even though Gan Fengnian and Chen Chen clearly saw it. He knew very well how the other party came, but when he wanted to hide away, the reaction in his brain told him directly that he could not avoid this sword. This sword would wrap around him like a tarsal maggot. No matter it is in heaven or on earth, it cannot be avoided.
"The only martial arts in the world that can't be broken is fast. Wang Changsheng came forward with his sword, and the opponent was unable to avoid him.
"Roar!" Gan Fengnian, who was really unable to escape, mustered up the strength to bite the tip of his tongue, allowing the severe pain to instantly free him from the pressure. Then Gan Fengnian stomped his feet heavily, and his momentum suddenly surged to the top. This may be the first time in his life that he has unleashed all his potential to block this sword that he doesn't know if he can block.
"Ninth Kunlun, the sword comes out of Yuxu Peak!"
"Ding" When Wang Changsheng floated in front of Gan Fengnian, the tip of the sword lightly touched his fist. There was no majestic force as expected, only an unexpected crisp sound.
Suddenly, Gan Fengnian felt as if he had shed a layer of skin from his fist to his arm. His sleeves torn apart in the wind, revealing a bloody arm, and the momentum of the sword did not stop. Gan Fengnian heard a series of "Gaba" sounds from his body, and the energy on his face instantly became depressed. Countless bloody mouths were all over his body, and even the white bones were exposed in some places.
With just one strike of the sword, Gan Fengnian was seriously injured and fell to the ground in an instant. Not even an inch of his body was intact.
Chen Chen's mind went blank in shock, and he looked in complete disbelief at Gan Fengnian, who was lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and Wang Changsheng, who retreated after a sword swing.
Wang Changsheng retreated with a "pop" and then fell to the ground without any warning.
What Chen Chen said before was right. Wang Changsheng would never be able to hold on for long if he was summoned to the gods in this situation. And if he was still firing such an unstoppable sword, then almost all the energy in his body would be drained away. Two pure ones.
Unfortunately, Chen Chen was right about this, but what he didn't expect at all was that Wang Changsheng would step on the foot of their shaman's Dinghai Shenzhen, Gan Fengnian, the top master of Neijiaquan, into the grave with one strike of his sword.
In fact, this is what Wang Changsheng left behind. If his Kunlun Sword Formation can severely injure Gan Fengnian and knock him to the ground, then he will have a chance to defeat Emperor Zhou in one blow. If not, he will use Kunlun Temple's The master of Shen Da Shu was invited to come out. He believed that the opponent would never be able to withstand this move.
Wang Changsheng, who fell to the ground, had a weak breath. He moved his fingers with difficulty, and climbed up from the ground with difficulty. The next moment, the vicissitudes of life in his eyes disappeared, and after a few shakes, the person came out of his A shadow floated over his body.
That¡¯s a mustacheThe old man with white hair and a long beard, wearing a Taoist robe, looked particularly immortal. After this figure floated out, he stood in the air.
Wang Changsheng recognized the other party. There were most of the portraits of the ancestors in the sutra pavilion of Kunlun Temple. This was the 90th generation ancestor, Tan He.
Tan He clasped his hands behind his back and gave Wang Changsheng a fond look with his eyes, but he uttered a reprimand in his mouth: "Disciples in Guanzhong should know what is good and what is good. If you encounter someone who can't be beaten just leave, why bother yourself?" So miserable?"
Wang Changsheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, bowed and said: "Disciple knows his mistake and disturbed the founder's rest."
Tan He nodded lightly, but his eyes suddenly drifted to the outside of the Yanshan villa area, and then sighed and said: "You are still young, you don't know how to put the last resort, and you use it so early, you just I never thought that if someone from the other side comes again, what else are you going to do to try?"
Wang Changsheng was stunned for a moment. At first he didn't quite understand the meaning of Tan He's words, but then his face suddenly turned pale.
Tan He snorted, flicked his sleeves and said, "Just take care of yourself. I don't think you need a second beating."
After Tan He finished speaking, his figure immediately faded. Seeing that his ghost was about to dissipate, Wang Changsheng gritted his teeth and bowed again and said: "Disciple Wang Changsheng, I respectfully send my ancestor to death"
Tan He has gone away, and dust has returned to dust. Although he knows that Wang Changsheng will have to face more difficult situations in the future, he can only take action this time. After all, Wang Changsheng is no longer able to fight with a shikigami.
Chen Chen's eyes showed an expression of indignation. She stepped forward to check Gan Fengnian's injuries and said with a sneer: "Wang Changsheng, I admit that you always make me look at you with admiration one after another. You have endless tricks. Even Nian Ye fell in your hands. But next time I really want to see what other tricks you can use to make it happen."
Wang Changsheng looked at the two figures approaching from a distance, squinted his eyes and said, "I didn't expect you to pull Yu Zhantang on board" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com