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Chapter nine hundred and sixty-first fighting

As soon as Diao Wenxun arrived, Tang Jiusheng immediately felt that it was difficult for his energy to flow. Not to mention Tang Jiusheng, even Zhuo Buqun and Xiahou Lingyu, two first-level masters standing on the top of the city a mile away, felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

People with low martial arts realm don't feel anything. The constraints of martial arts realm are very strange, and the lethality of super-first-class masters to ordinary people is not that great.

Diao Wenxun laughed loudly and seemed to be in a very happy mood, "Baby, what you say is too much for my liking! Tell me, how do you want to die? We are in love, and I will make an exception and allow you to choose a way to die! Do you want to stand up?

Should you die by lying down, sitting down, or kneeling down? Do you want a whole body or dismembered bodies? If you are afraid of pain, I can move faster and slap you to death with one palm. If you think using the palm is too cruel.

, I can also kill you with sword energy!"

Tang Jiusheng smiled slightly and was not in a hurry to answer his question. He just looked carefully at Diao Wenxun in front of him. The number one master of the magic path who suddenly returned to his country was indeed different. The tall Diao Wenxun was dressed in gray coarse linen clothes and wore a hat on his head.

Wearing a black felt hat, wearing a pair of ordinary coarse cloth shoes, and holding his sleeves with his hands, he looked like a farmer who came from a big merchant, but there was something ferocious and cunning about his features.

Seeing the image of Diao Wenxun, Tang Jiusheng instantly thought of Luo Fengyang, who was once the second best person in the world. Unfortunately, Luo Fengyang exuded a dull air. This Diao Wenxun exuded a bit of fierceness and slickness. Tang Jiusheng smiled calmly and said:

"Old guy, what you say is not kind! How unlucky is it for you to die when we just meet? You are already an expert in the Martial Saint Realm, and you still can't see that I didn't die young?

"

Diao Wenxun put his hands on his sleeves, smiled brightly, and said: "Look, look at this little baby, he can still bargain with me! So what if you don't have the appearance of dying in infancy? Can't you die? You have this big Wu Xuan in you.

Yes, I really want to use it to increase my skill. Now that you are carrying the Great Martial Arts, you are like a three-year-old baby walking in the busy city holding a gold brick. Who wouldn’t want it if you see it? But good people can restrain themselves.

If you are a bad guy, I will definitely steal the gold bricks, and I'd better kill you again!"

Tang Jiusheng waved his hand and said disdainfully: "You are also the first person to return to the devil's path. Why do you say such vulgar words? It really disappoints me!"

Diao Wenxun squatted down, stretched out his hand from his sleeve, picked up a grain of sand on the ground, and flicked it into the distance with his fingers. The sand flew more than thirty feet away with the sound of breaking wind before falling to the ground.

It can be seen that the internal strength of the first person to break back to the devil's path is amazing. Diao Wenxun raised his head and looked at Tang Jiusheng and said with a smile: "Baby, you can't blame me for this! You are blessed with miraculous power, but you can't keep it. This is your ability

Question, what does it have to do with me?"

Tang Jiusheng laughed and said: "Look, Hua Taisui thought that I was incompetent, so he died in my hands. Sha Zhongke also thought that he had the ability to defeat me, so he also died in my hands. But what do you think again?"

, Alas, you really made things difficult for me!"

Diao Wenxun had a lazy look on his face and said lazily: "Haven't you ever heard that things can only be done three times? I am not a Hua Tai Sui, let alone a guest in the sand. My name is Diao Wenxun. He is the first person to return to the devil's path. The first person is

Do you understand what I mean? You can kill the injured Hua Taisui, and you can kill the guest in the sand who fell into your scheme, but you don’t have the ability to kill me, don’t you admit it? In the face of an expert like me, do you think

Being a coward is nothing to be ashamed of!”

Tang Jiusheng also squatted down, looked at Diao Wenxun, and said with a smile on his face: "If you want to give in to protect yourself, I am willing to give in if it can keep you safe. But even if I give in today, you will never let me go.

I, before you arrived just now, my murderous intention was already there. If I give in again under this situation, then I am not a coward, but stupid! Business can be done, but business that loses money is not worth doing. You are right.

wrong?"

Diao Wenxun narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a joking look on his face: "Then there is no way! I say to this great prince, you said that we can't come to an agreement, and you insist on refusing to die, then we will

The only way is to have a fight and decide the winner?"

Tang Jiusheng shook his head and said sternly: "In a fight, I am definitely not your opponent. Even though I am a prince, it is useless. After all, the title has no bonus for two people fighting. You old guy only wants to kill me.

, but I don’t want to die, and I can’t find a way to get the best of both worlds, what do you think I can do! In fact, if there is a chance, I would also like to kill you!”

Diao Wenxun looked at Zhuo Buqun and others standing on the top of the city with a warm smile, "My lord, your men are still loyal enough. They won't run away even when I come. I'm really not afraid that I will destroy this city in a rage."

Shacheng? Let's take a guess. They should be studying how to kill me there, right? Even if they can't kill me, they still have to find a way to suppress my martial arts realm, right? Oh, great prince, what's wrong with your head?

Sweat

?”

Tang Jiusheng smiled brightly and said: "Winter is coming, I can't bear it if I don't bring some air to keep warm!"

Diao Wenxun stood up slowly and put his hands on his sleeves again, but the smile on his face disappeared. Diao Wenxun stared at Tang Jiusheng's face, with a sneer on his lips, and said softly: "Are you burning paper money in July and a half to trick ghosts? Are you?

You have a poisonous eye. I have seen it. You have been poisoned. I have also seen it. Your poisonous eye has not been fully developed, so you cannot cure the poison. You killed my old friend Hua Taisui, so you deserve this.

The poison cannot be cured!"

Tang Jiusheng also stood up and asked with a calm expression: "So, this poison was inflicted by Hua Taisui?" Tang Jiusheng raised his head and looked at the increasingly thick clouds above his head. The flow of Qi in his body was almost stagnant. It was obviously Diao Wenxun.

The old boy's murderous intent became even stronger.

Diao Wenxun glanced sideways at Tang Jiusheng and said coldly: "It's true that he was poisoned, but your poisonous eyes can completely detoxify the poison. You were contaminated with Yin Qi in the underground palace, and the Yin Qi mixed with the poison."

That's why you can't detoxify! Don't blame anyone for this. If you want to blame, just blame you for your bad life! It's a pity that you, a good young man who practices martial arts, will die young. Don't worry, I will eat you when I want to

, I will definitely remove the poison from your body!"

On the top of the city, Xiahou Lingyu was sweating profusely. According to her request, the horse thieves had prepared the incense burner, Eight Immortals table, chairs, candles, cinnabar, peach wood sword, pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other items. Xiahou Lingyu was upset in her heart.

If I had known that I would have learned more spells, spells and the like from Senior Brother Chen, I would not have regretted that I had studied so little when things got worse. But now that the situation has come to an end, it is useless to say anything, so I have to force myself to get on the horse.

.

Xiahou Lingyu stood in front of the Eight Immortals table, drew the talisman with cinnabar, put the talisman paper on the candle with the peach wood sword, and lit it.

I started practicing the method. I practiced it for a long time, but it seemed to have no effect.

The fat man stood aside, holding a big iron rod in his hand, protecting Xiahou Lingyu. Tieton's face was full of worry. After looking for a long time, he didn't see any movement. Tieton finally couldn't help it and looked worriedly.

Asked: "Miss Xiahou, is this okay?"

Xiahou Lingyu was practicing a spell and reciting a mantra. When Tieton asked this question, Xiahou Lingyu immediately said angrily: "If you can do it, go ahead! If you can't, just stay here!" Tieton shut up and did not dare to speak.

, the fat man laughed secretly on the side. Originally, Xiahou Lingyu's method was ineffective and she felt uncomfortable. Tiedun violated her orders and spoke nonsense again. Xiahou Lingyu was angry and muttered: "Your father never told you, what others did

Can you please stop talking nonsense?"

Tiedun was a real person and didn't know the meaning of Xiahou Lingyu's words. He immediately smiled naively and said: "How can my father know these things? If my father knew these things, I would also become a mage! People like that are practicing magic now.

It’s just me, so I don’t have to bother the girl so much!”

The fat man burst out laughing. Xiahou Lingyu turned around and said angrily: "Get out!" Xiahou Lingyu couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Tieton out more than two feet. Tieton fell to the ground, and Xiahou Lingyu especially

He was so angry that he threw the peach wood sword on the table of the Eight Immortals. He turned around and fell down on the chair with a dejected look on his face. His spells and spells were not working. He couldn't deal with this old guy. What should I do?

Several clever horse thieves rushed forward and helped Tieton up. Seeing that Xiahou Lingyu was really angry, Tieton knew that she was worried about Tang Jiusheng's safety. Tieton patted the dust on his body and smiled generously.

Xiahou Lingyu sat on the chair, tears welling up in her eyes, and said sadly: "It would be great if Senior Brother Chen were here, and it would be even better if Master was here!"

The fat man smiled and reminded: "Xiahou Lingyu, don't you have some magic that can summon your master? At worst, you can just invite your master to come out and slay demons!"

Xiahou Lingyu shook his head and said sadly: "Queen Lemu is between a human and a demon, and there is no other way in the underground palace. I can use my own amulet to summon the master. But this old guy Diao Wenxun is a human, and the amulet given by the master is

After using it once, it will take a while before it will be effective again, so I can't ask Master's clone to help. This is Brother Tang's fate, he has to get over it by himself!"

Everyone was at their wits' end when suddenly a golden cloud rolled up in the air. The golden cloud paused briefly above Xiahou Lingyu's head, and then headed straight for Tang Jiu Sheng outside the city. When the golden cloud approached Tang Jiu Sheng and

The thick dark clouds above Diao Wenxun's head immediately converged a lot, and shrank back behind Diao Wenxun as if they were afraid. From time to time, golden lightning flashed through the golden clouds, which looked very powerful.

The fat man couldn't help but jump up and said with great joy: "Did the spell work?" On the top of the city, everyone cheered and looked at the small golden flower.

Yun, there is hope now! Xiahou Lingyu also turned from worry to joy. It turned out that it wasn't that the spell didn't work, it was just that she was not good enough, so the spell was slow to work.

Diao Wenxun raised his head, looked at the golden cloud in the sky, frowned and said: "I wanted to see a joke, but I never thought you people are really capable of this!"

Tang Jiusheng also breathed a sigh of relief. If he was really allowed to fight against a martial arts master at this time, he would definitely not have the ability. If Hua Taisui was not in a state of exhaustion in the underground palace, a group of them would not be able to kill him.

If a quasi-Martial Saint dies, let alone a true Martial Saint like Diao Wenxun?

Amidst the golden electric light, the dark clouds behind Diao Wenxun gradually dispersed. Tang Jiusheng also felt that he was no longer so sad, and his energy flow showed signs of recovery. Tang Jiusheng smiled and said: "They say masters are afraid of missing, what do you think now?"

Diao Wenxun twisted his neck and said with a ferocious smile: "I originally wanted to kill you to convince myself, but I didn't expect that you really have capable people under you who can actually suppress my martial arts! But if you think that suppressing my martial arts will be useful,

That would be too much to look down on me!" Diao Wenxun closed his eyes, took out his hands from his sleeves, hung them in front of his lower abdomen and lifted them up with force, and a black ball formed in Diao Wenxun's hands and slowly rose upwards.

Tang Jiusheng stood still, staring at the black ball. Diao Wenxun's black ball seemed to be somewhat similar to the black fire ball used by Qiu Nanping, but Diao Wenxun's black ball was more transparent in color and obviously contained more powerful energy. Tang Jiusheng had an intuition.

, if this black ball explodes, it can definitely destroy mountains and cities.

Diao Wenxun stared at the black ball rising slowly in his hands until the black ball reached the height of his head. Tang Jiusheng didn't think of interrupting Diao Wenxun. As soon as Tang Jiusheng was about to lift his Qi machine, he found that his own Qi machine was released by the black sphere.

Restricted by the energy, I couldn't move at all, and then the feeling became stronger and stronger. Not only could I not lift my Qi, but my whole body felt like it had fallen into glue, and it was difficult to even move my hands and feet.

Tang Jiusheng felt that it was difficult to breathe. Tang Jiusheng asked with difficulty: "What kind of kung fu are you doing?"

Diao Wenxun laughed wildly and said, "Even if I tell you, what can you do? This is the Qianqiu Dafa I practiced in Qianqiu Mountain. How about it, is it strong enough?" Diao Wenxun's eyes widened angrily, and he pushed forward with his right hand, shouting

Say, "Go!"

The black energy ball was like a black meteor, heading straight for the golden cloud in mid-air. When the black energy ball approached the golden cloud, its speed slowed down significantly. The black light began to erode the golden cloud and interfered with the golden cloud.

Together, the golden cloud was not to be outdone, and suddenly the light burst out. Xiahou Lingyu on the top of the city saw that the black energy ball was very powerful, and rubbed her hands anxiously. Suddenly she remembered that she could still help, and hurriedly picked up the ball on the Eight Immortals table.

The peach wood sword pointed at the golden cloud and muttered something.

Diao Wenxun's face was ferocious, and he no longer pretended to be peaceful. Diao Wenxun looked up at the black energy ball and shouted angrily, "Explode!" With a loud noise like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, the black energy ball exploded in the air, blowing up the golden cloud.

It shattered, and Xiahou Lingyu, who was holding a peach wood sword and chanting a curse on the top of the city, felt like he was hit hard in the chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell backwards heavily.

The fat man's eyes were quick and he helped Xiahou Lingyu fall down. He saw that Xiahou Lingyu's face was like gold paper and his energy was like a gossamer. It was already a sign of serious injury. Everyone was shocked and surrounded Xiahou Lingyu. Zhuo Buqun

He hurriedly took out the medicine to treat internal injuries, and fed it to Xiahou Lingyu first, regardless of whether it was right or not. There was a mess on top of the city.

Diao Wenxun also vomited out a mouthful of black blood and took a few steps back before standing firm. Only then did Tang Jiusheng feel that he could finally take a breath. Diao Wenxun looked at the city with a ferocious smile and said: "If you want to fight with me, you are still a little green."

!”

Tang Jiusheng felt that after Diao Wenxun blew up Jin Yun, his energy had also been exhausted and Xiayun's suppression of his martial arts realm had been reduced a lot. Tang Jiusheng slowly pulled out the Seven Emotions Sword and said expressionlessly: "Then let's get started!"

Diao Wenxun gritted his teeth and smiled: "Okay! Great! I'm going to beat you today until your mother doesn't even recognize you!" Diao Wenxun slammed into Tang Jiusheng, and before Tang Jiusheng could make any move, he was knocked out more than ten feet by Diao Wenxun

Yuan. Tang Jiusheng held the Seven Emotions Sword tightly and swung it forward with force. Diao Wenxun knocked the Seven Emotions Sword down with his hand. With another collision, Tang Jiusheng was knocked back more than twenty feet. After several consecutive collisions, Tang Jiusheng felt the bones in his body.

It's all going to break.

Diao Wenxun was like an angry bull, ramming him one after another. Tang Jiusheng was knocked against the wall of Shacheng by Diao Wenxun. A large human-shaped hole was knocked out of the city wall, and Tang Jiusheng was embedded in the city wall.
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