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17, Chapter 17

"Um?"

Yun Hai made a nasal sound in a deep tone, and Yun Hai's hand on his waist became a little warmer.

"Because you want to kill me."

Chang Ming sighed, it was really a tiger being bullied by a dog.

Back when he was dominating the world and doing whatever he wanted, he could even enter places like Qingyun Temple and Shenxiao Immortal Mansion as if there were no one around. When would it be the turn of this sea of ​​clouds to threaten him?

"Just now, when I was slashed by that man, I had three choices. One was to defend myself, the other was to seek shelter from you, and the third was to go to Fellow Daoist Xu. When I made eye contact with you, I discovered that the palm of your hand was

Raise your head slightly, your eyes fall on me, as long as I pass by, you will kill without hesitation."

Yun Hai smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Changming's observations are very meticulous."

Chang Ming: "At that time, it was too late for me to go to Fairy Xu, so I had to choose self-defense first."

Yun Hai: "I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Changming could master the art of controlling objects."

Changming: "I'm not in good health. I won't move if I can. Trying to control things will only make the backlash worse. Now it's retribution."

Yun Hai: "It is difficult for people without abilities to move forward in Jiuzhongyuan. Instead of you dying more miserably later, it is better for me to help fellow Taoist solve your troubles and get it over with. But since you know the art of controlling objects and can barely defend yourself, you have given me a lot."

Surprise, I want to see how long you can survive in the Nine Layers Abyss, so I won’t do anything more."

Chang Ming: "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist Yun, for showing mercy."

Yunhai: "You're welcome, I'm just so considerate."

"Do you know Xiaoyun?" Changming asked coldly.

Yun Hai raised his eyebrows: "Is this the nickname given to me by fellow Taoist Chang Ming? Then shall I call you Xiao Chang? Or Xiao Ming?"

Chang Ming: ...just pretend I didn’t ask.

He coughed again, and the fishy smell in his throat became thicker. Chang Ming didn't want to spit out the mouthful of blood, so he endured it and swallowed it, which made him even more uncomfortable.

Yun Hai even patted him on the back. While patting him, he said lovingly: "Fellow Taoist Changming needs to rest more."

The tone of voice was so intimate that those who didn't know it thought they had some hidden relationship.

After Xu Jingxian completely vented her anger, she finally remembered Chang Ming's existence. She jumped up to the roof and saw the two people seemingly intimate. She felt a little strange, wondering when they had become so close. Suddenly, Yun Hai glanced at her,

He couldn't help being slightly shocked, and subconsciously looked away.

The next moment, Xu Jingxian seemed to be unable to help but look at the sea of ​​clouds to confirm her feelings.

She finally realized something was strange.

Compared with his gentle and amiable behavior, the other party's eyes were calm and motionless, like stagnant water. What Xu Jingxian saw was a dark color. If he had to explore to the deepest point, it would be——

The endless evil ghost Shura, the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, if you accidentally sink into it, you will never recover.

This is a more terrifying figure than Sect Leader Zhou.

Seeing Xu Jingxian staring at him, Yunhai smiled at her and seemed to be interested in her.

Xu Jingxian couldn't help but take two steps back.

She looked at Changming again.

The other party's back was slightly arched due to coughing, and his expression was unclear under the cover of the night. However, Xu Jingxian did not see any weakness or grievance in Chang Ming who was bent by the other party's pressure. On the contrary, Yun Hai looked incomprehensible, as if he was helpless.

It made him fearful and a little uncomfortable.

At the same time, the battle between the Sad Tree and the Short Whip Monk has reached a fever pitch.

The Grief Tree jumped over the opponent's head, its long staff was swung high, and the halo around it was dazzling, like a Buddha descending into the world. It was majestic but showed no mercy, more like a Vajra Arhat with his eyes open and roaring.

As soon as the long staff rose, mountains and seas were overturned, rivers flowed backwards, stars reversed direction, and mixed with lightning and thunder, they rushed towards the short-whip monk.

And the latter actually endured it!

His short whip burst out with a dazzling light at this moment, almost covering his whole body in the light. The short whip struck directly towards the heart of the sad tree regardless of the long staff.

A slight difference, even if the faster one is only half a breath faster, will change the outcome of the entire battle.

Almost everyone in Qixing River had most of their eyes focused on these two people.

Regardless of whether he wins or loses, this quasi-grandmaster level battle is destined to be spectacular and leave a deep impression on everyone.

But the one who loses may pay the price with his life.

"The sad tree is going to lose!" Xu Jingxian couldn't help but said.

She could see that the two of them were evenly matched on the surface, but after all, Sad Tree was just one move away from him, and he was afraid that he would lose in this battle and become the trophy of the Short Whip Monk.

"not necessarily."

At some point, Chang Ming stood beside her and said.

The sea of ​​clouds also paced over.

"Fellow Taoist Changming is right, the winner has not yet been decided."

Xu Jingxian was fascinated by what he saw and couldn't help but retort: ​​"The Sad Tree looks brave, but in fact it is weak. That half-demon is very resilient. In terms of endurance, he can barely become a master."

Although she started out as a demon cultivator by harvesting yang and replenishing yin, she was very unwilling to continue cultivating along this path. Instead, she was very interested in the path of martial arts. Otherwise, she would not have cultivated the true spirit for a plant that may not exist.

Grass comes in for adventure.

"What you said is correct, but it ignores the human heart."

Before Xu Jingxian could figure out what the words "Transparent Changming" meant, something unexpected happened in the distance.

A ray of white light shot towards the back of the short whip monk!

White Light's attack is not fast, nor is its attack powerful, but the short whip monk still needs to wave his hands to resolve it.

But at the moment when he was distracted, Sad Tree had already seized the opportunity to counterattack, directly breaking through the opponent's defense with force. The short whip monk's spiritual power was disrupted, and it was like the defense was broken. Even if it was only half a breath, the long staff

It has also fallen on top of the head.

"Just now, there was a person who had been standing under the eaves of that house, staring at the two of them. If he wasn't going to kill Sad Tree, he was going to do something to the other person."

The voice of the sea of ​​clouds slowly sounded, and the direction he pointed was originally a dark and difficult-to-observe blind spot, but thunder and lightning lit up, making that area transparent.

"But the half-demon monk has already gained the upper hand. There is absolutely no need for that person to take action. It is unnecessary. Therefore, there is only one possibility for him to take action, and that is to help the Sad Tree."

While he was talking, the half-demon monk holding a short whip fell from the air. His body was weak and he must have been in danger.

Most people did not expect that this battle would end in such a way. They were all stunned for a moment, watching the sad tree holding its staff fall on the highest spire of Qixing River.

"Bo Ye is dead, leaving Qixinghe without a master. His most powerful general, Tai Luo, has also been killed by me. From today on, I am the master of Qixinghe! If anyone is dissatisfied, you can come forward. I

I give you this opportunity to challenge. After tonight, if there are any provocateurs again, they will be killed without mercy!"

The voice of Sad Tree came out far away and fell clearly into the ears of everyone in Qixinghe.

It was quiet all around.

No one moved.

Maybe some people want to move, but they are waiting for others to move first.

Xu Jingxian finally understood the meaning of what Chang Ming just said.

After Boye, the master of the Seven Stars River, was killed by the foreign monk Xu Fenglin, Xu Fenglin did not stay here for long and went directly to the second abyss. The dragons of the Seven Stars River were leaderless and people were panicked. Sadhu and Tailuo should be the most powerful among them to aspire to win the Seven Stars River.

Of the two masters, Tai Luo might be superior in terms of cultivation, but he didn't expect that Sad Tree's allies would actually plot against him in this situation.

He was too conceited about his strength, and eventually died of his own conceitedness.

Sadhu waited for a moment, and when no one made any objection, the corner of his mouth silently raised.

"In an hour, I will host a banquet at the Seven Stars Terrace to await you all. Anyone present can attend the banquet without an invitation."

This is equivalent to announcing one's identity as the Lord of the Seven Galaxy River, and those who go to the banquet are equivalent to acknowledging the status of the Sad Tree.

Xu Jingxian has never seen a force change hands so quickly and suddenly. Although the human world is cruel, it has not yet reached such a level of naked cruelty. Those so-called famous families and righteous people still have some moral integrity after all.

Even though their demon sect is unscrupulous, Zhou Ke is very powerful, and although he is moody and difficult to serve, his position as the leader of the Blood Sect has never been challenged.

Chang Ming raised his head.

The thunder and lightning in the sky have subsided slightly, but the dark clouds are still there.

The layers of gloomy light and dark overlap each other, seeming to reflect the complex changes on the ground.

"Did fellow Taoist Changming realize any secret?" Yun Hai asked.

"I was wondering, is the dark night in Jiuchongyuan always this long?" Chang Ming said.

"Do you prefer daytime?"

"I like to see more clearly. It helps me see the truth clearly."

Chang Ming gave him a meaningful look and made a pun.
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