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    As soon as these words came out, the cold night wind in the wild desert suddenly seemed to get louder, and the sound was shrill, like a resentful soul seeking life in purgatory.  The faces of all the young disciples under the elders of the three sects of the Demon Sect were all pale and bloodless.  "Or do you want me to make a choice for you?" Long Xuan's face was as frosty as he gently placed his right palm on the hilt of the sword that killed the dragon. The invisible sword energy surged in all directions, as if a thunderstorm swept through the world.  The corners of Poison God's eyes jumped several times, and he subconsciously felt a chill in his back.  He is an old martial artist, so he can naturally tell that although the words of the little Qingyun in front of him are directed at all of them, the sword power of the soaring sky is locked on him for 60-70% of the time. It is obvious that this newly-rising genius swordsman has no control over them.  His resentment is not small.  "Hey, I won't kill the tiger, but I will suffer from it, what can I do?" The Poison God sighed secretly, and with a thought, a dagger with clear light appeared in his right hand, and at the same time, a flash of light appeared on his old face.  The faint purple aura complemented the clear brilliance of the Acacia-Zhanping Divine Dagger in his hand, and he said softly: "I wonder what you want, Master?" Long Xuan's face was pale, the Dragon-Zlaying Sword in his hand made a loud chant, the thunder light shone, and the majestic sword  Anger rose into the sky, and the wild desert beneath his feet suddenly shook twice, with cracks all over it, and traces of crazy murderous intent spread out.  He sneered and said in a cold voice: "Old ghost, have you forgotten what you have done so quickly? The revenge of a dagger on Qingyun Mountain is still fresh in Long's memory!" The Poison God's body was shaken,  He slowly raised his head. In the darkness, his eyes were as cold as frost and snow, and seemed to contain no human emotions. The hand caressing Zhan Xiangsi flickered with strange light, and it was obvious that some secret technique of Wan Du Sect had been activated.  Extreme.  He sighed softly, his tone was surprisingly calm, and he said calmly: "Kid, do you think you are invincible if you can resist the power of Shura?" Long Xuan raised his eyebrows, looking at the demonic light in his eyes, and his whole body was violent.  The Poison God was so angry that he said: "Old ghost, you are still clinging to your old age when you are about to die. Do you really think that Long will not dare to kill you?" The Poison God looked at Long Xuan with cold eyes, like a poisonous snake that had awakened, and reacted with anger.  He smiled and said, "Okay! As expected, it is the waves behind the Yangtze River that push the waves ahead. Young Master is courageous! You are the first one who dares to talk to me like this since I took over as the master of Wandu Sect." Fairy Sanmiao snorted coldly, her black face showing  The hair was fluttering in the strong wind of the desert, like countless poisonous snakes with life. The hand hidden in the embroidery slowly poked out, and said secretly: "Brother Poison God Taoist, what are you talking about with this little devil? Join me in this  Just kill him!" As she spoke, she turned to the Ghost King and said calmly: "Brother Ghost King, what do you say?" A complicated expression appeared on the Ghost King's face. If anyone in the Demon Sect present didn't want to do anything to Long, he said calmly.  If Xuan takes action, it will definitely belong to him!  On one side is the great cause of the Holy Sect, the gap between good and evil; on the other side is his direct relative and nephew. If something really happened to Long Xuan, he would have no way to explain it to his little sister Wan Qinghui!  "Oh, we want to join forces again? Poison God Old Ghost, you are really not ashamed!" Long Xuan's face was calm, the edge of the dragon-slaying sword as cold as frost and snow gradually raised, and the white clothes on his body moved automatically without wind, and countless dazzling words  The colorful sword light rises from the sword body, as majestic as the Milky Way falling in the sky. Coupled with the vast and desolate environment of this wild desert, it actually gives people a strange feeling of heroism and freedom.  "Amitabha, Poison God Layman, Sanwonder Donor, you two are also world-famous senior masters, how can you be so shameless?" Just when the atmosphere on the field was solemn and about to explode, Puzhi suddenly announced the Buddha's name with a solemn expression.  Standing next to Long Xuan with Zen Master Kongru, he said loudly: "Today, I will let you two come and learn some of the magic tricks of the demon sect!" Poison God's face sank, but he was indescribably upset in his heart.  It is rare to meet Long Xuan here today. If the three families work together, Long Xuan will die without a burial place and completely eliminate the serious troubles of the Holy Sect.  But now, there are two helpers around Long Xuan, and what was once a sure thing has become complicated - Puzhi, not to mention, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, has already reached the pinnacle of Buddhist practice; as for Kong beside him  For example, the Zen Master may not be recognized by others, but they are also familiar with him. This monk has lived in seclusion in the wild desert for nearly a hundred years. His men have killed countless demon sect disciples. However, his whereabouts are strange, and even they cannot find him.  After several failed encirclement and suppression campaigns, they had no choice but to let things go.  "Bald bastard, it's not your turn to intervene in my affairs. Don't forget, this is the wild desert of my holy religion, not Mount Sumeru of your Tianyin Temple?" The poisonous god's body was surrounded by a strong wind, and he actually appeared.  A wisp of colorful mist, breathtaking and incomparably beautiful, faintly accompanied by waves of strange fragrance, like a beating elf: "Get away if you know what you are doing, otherwise when my holy army arrives, I will cut you into pieces."  "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. Brother Long is a disciple of Brother Daoxuan. How can I stand by and watch?" Pu Zhi clasped his hands together, with a look of compassion on his face.  In both palms, thousands of Buddha lights soared into the sky and condensed in the sky.?A square jade ruler, with the golden bodies of the four Buddhist Dharma protectors engraved on all sides. On the top of the ruler, there are countless mysterious Buddhist mantras that appear and disappear.  Pu Zhi closed his eyes slightly and chanted the Buddha's name softly: "If it hadn't been for Master Long's nephew who sacrificed his life to save me, I would have died at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. How could I have found the Dharma today?"  Rong Bingbing, a pure white lotus floated in his palm at the same time: "Bald thief, you are willing to spend money. It seems that you are determined to fight to the death with me today?" Puzhi did not answer, and his hands were knotted  Countless strange seals and the low chanting of Buddhist sounds grew from small to loud, resounding throughout the world in an instant!  The Lotus Diamond Ruler shines brightly, with the faces of the four Vajra imprinted on it. It looks like compassion, and looks like killing. Compassion will bring salvation to all living beings, killing will subjugate demons and evil spirits, gods and Buddhas will be furious, destroying the heaven and earth!  Zen Master Kongru chuckled, turned his hands outwards, forming a strange handprint similar to the seal of a treasure vase, and a golden demon-subduing pestle came out of the air and fell into his hand.  "Two master uncles, wait a minute!" At this moment, Long Xuan suddenly spoke faintly, and the light voice seemed particularly ethereal in the night sky.  He closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his pupils turned into strange black and white colors. Two yin and yang fish were entwined, spinning rapidly in his eyes. A majestic, majestic and domineering sword aura rose from his body.  Get up!  The world is not benevolent, do you use everything as a dick dog?  For some reason, the words at the beginning of the unnamed fragment appeared inexplicably in his heart. They were ancient and unruly, echoing lowly in his heart like a curse.  He took a deep breath and said calmly: "Two martial uncles, my nephew wants to fight alone in this battle!"  Show your power on Qingyun Mountain and defeat the two demons. But today is different from the past. The wild desert is the home of the demon sect. You must not underestimate the enemy!" Long Xuan chuckled, but he understood what Pu Zhi meant - that day on Qingyun Mountain.  Yuyangzi and Sanmiao mistakenly thought that he was just an ordinary second-generation disciple at first, so they underestimated the enemy for a while, so that they lost the opportunity and were suppressed and beaten by Long Xuanzeng's mysterious sword move.  In addition, Qingyun Mountain is the base camp of the righteous path. Although the four demon sects have formed an alliance on the surface, they have their own agendas and always have spare power when attacking the Yuqing Palace.  ¡ª¡ªWith one decline and another increase, Long Xuan achieved his unparalleled reputation as the "sword challenger of two sects", overwhelming Jiuzhou!  But in fact, Long Xuan's strength is strong, but it has not reached the point of being so unparalleled. If it were a real life-and-death fight, at that time, he would be able to fight with a demon sect master-level figure at most, and win.  Minus 50-50, and it must be at least a thousand moves away.  This is very clear to both the leaders of the four demon sects and Long Xuan!  Of course, neither Pu Zhi nor Poison God, San Miao and others knew that Long Xuan's cultivation level at this moment had crossed the third and fourth levels of the Supreme Purity, and advanced to the fifth level of the Supreme Purity. With his cooperation  With the increasingly perfect "Heavenly Sword Style" and the silver-white magical power in his Dantian, his strength can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds, and he has truly reached the level of a peerless master in China.  Therefore, he is confident and certain that he can face the demon sect leaders in a head-on battle to hone his swordsmanship.  When Pu Zhi saw that Long Xuan didn't reply, the light of the dragon-slaying sword in his hand became even brighter, and he became anxious and said: "Master nephew, your swordsmanship is psychic, and you will definitely be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with us in another ten years, but right now you  "Uncle Puzhi!" The strong sword energy swept through the world like a storm. Long Xuan's white clothes were fluttering gently. He smiled leisurely: "My nephew has been learning swords since he was a child. He wants to imitate the ancient sages and create a way to reach the sky.  It's great to have three masters from the Demon Sect test the sword today, so how can my nephew shrink back?" As he spoke, his eyes fell on the hesitant Ghost King, with a hint of complexity in his eyes.  Gone in a flash.  Frankly speaking, when Long Xuan traveled around the world and killed most of the devils who caused harm to the world, they were all casual cultivators or from small sects. How could a truly famous devil giant lower his status and find someone in the ordinary world?  People's troubles.  So at the beginning, although he had a bad feeling towards the four factions of the Demon Sect, it was just because of their differences in orthodoxy.  Unfortunately, in the Battle of Qingyun, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect suffered heavy casualties. Although they were not injured, it still made Long Xuanwo very sad.  Although the Ghost King Sect was not the mastermind, he was still involved in the whole process. Long Xuan was confused. He didn't know how to deal with this direct uncle?  The Ghost King looked solemn and pondered for a moment. The soul-falling lamp he held in his hand shone brightly and gradually floated into the air. He suddenly said, "In this case, it is up to Wan to learn the clever tricks of the two masters." He turned around  He turned his head, looked at Poison God and Sanmiao Fairy, and said calmly: "The young man will be handed over to Dao Brother and Fairy!" Poison God was worried that no one would hold Puzhi and Kongru back. Hearing this, he was overjoyed and said with a smile: "That's so true.  Okay, it¡¯s up to me, the Ghost King. If I can kill this beast in this battle, I will be the first to take credit!¡± The Ghost King said in his heart: Bah!He groaned, but the smile on his face remained unabated, noncommittal.  As he spoke, his figure flashed, floating straight up like a ghost, and waved out his two palms, directly towards the gates of Universal Wisdom and Kongru.  The two eminent monks looked at each other and both shouted loudly. The monks' robes fluttered and floated out behind them like feathers along with the scattered energy. During the chanting, the Buddha's light on their bodies was strong, and they fought against the ghost king with thousands of people.  A ball.  Just as the Ghost King took action, Poison God and Sanmiao Fairy followed closely behind. One was the Imperial Envoy Qian Meilian, the other was the Imperial Envoy Ten Thousand Poison Cauldrons. Two long rainbows, one white and one green, flashed in the sky and turned into thousands of arcs of light.  Directly take the vital points of Long Xuan's body.  Long Xuan smiled faintly, his expression remained unchanged, he held his hands to kill the dragon, and suddenly slashed out with a sword, "Tear!" It was like tearing silk, the sword was like flowing light, the sword power was like a dragon, it seemed real but not virtual, with an ethereal and uncertain  The gesture welcomes the two magic weapons!  PS: The update is finished, please vote and reward!  QQ group: 19209780
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