In the secluded forbidden area of ​​Youtan Jingzong, a tall tower stands in front of you. The tower is eleven stories high. It is different from the square pagoda with dense eaves and multiple corners today, but a round tower structure. The whole body of the tower should have been pure white, but due to the erosion of thousands of years, it has become

Mottled by the passage of time, it becomes dull and yellow.

"This is the Tower of Wariness, Mr. Ying. Once you enter this tower, you will enter the magic space. The tower door is closed to you. If you want to get out, you can only climb to the highest level." Su Miaoyin stretched out her hand and pointed up.

, Ying Feiyang looked along, and sure enough, there was a secret door on the top of the highest tower.

However, Ying Feiyang showed no fear at all and said eagerly: "This is how it should be, progress without retreat, destroy the cauldron, otherwise, how can it be considered practice?"

Su Miaoyin said: "I am just saying this to let you understand that the Caution Pagoda was originally a holy place to help Buddhist disciples practice, but now it has been reduced to a forbidden area where it is forbidden to approach, just because the danger is too high. In the past thirty years, people have been allowed to enter the tower.

And the only one who can rely on his own ability to come out is Shi Xinxin. If you regret it now, it's still too late."

"Oh, Master Shi Chuxin still has this experience?" Ying Feiyang obviously missed the point again and looked to the goddess Lingxin for confirmation.

But he saw the goddess Ling Xin turning her pretty face away and ignoring him.

Ying Feiyang was startled for a moment, and then he realized that the goddess knew the dangers in the tower, and she kept whispering to him not to enter the tower. However, Ying Feiyang had already insisted on going his own way, and the goddess was inevitably depressed, but she had a gentle temperament.

Xing'er's behavior was her best way to express her frustration.

Ying Feiyang knew that it was useless to persuade her at this time, so he could only smile awkwardly and said: "It's not too late, I'm going in now!"

Su Miaoyin then said: "It seems that Mr. Ying has made up his mind. There are still one hundred and ninety days before the battle for the Heavenly Book. If you cannot climb to the top and leave the tower immediately, the energy of the Heavenly Book will naturally return, and you will miss this time.

There’s a dispute over the Book of Heaven!”

Ying Feiyang said: "Wouldn't it be boring to fight for the Book of Heaven without me? One hundred and ninety days is more than enough."

Su Miaoyin nodded and said: "Master Ying, one last thing to remind you, your inner demons come from the heart of resentment. Once inside, the inner demons will turn into the person you hate most in your life. The key to getting out of the tower is to completely eliminate him!"

"The person I hate the most in my life? Ha, I know!" Ying Feiyang smiled softly, and then walked forward alone with his sword behind his back, leaving only a sullen back.

Ying Feiyang was about to push open the tower door and enter when he heard a familiar voice calling from behind: "Master Ying, you must come out safely, I will wait for you..."

Ying Feiyang turned around and saw the goddess Ling Xin's cheeks fluttering with roses and her beautiful jade was dizzy. She lowered her head to avoid his gaze and said: "Waiting for you... waiting for you to fight side by side with me in the battle for the Book of Heaven!"

Ying Feiyang felt warmth well up in his heart, waved his hand back and said, "Don't worry, you'll be fine as soon as you go down!"

Then, Ying Feiyang stepped into the tower, and the door closed, hiding the free and easy figure of the swordsman.

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"squeak--"

The door of the tower gradually closed behind him, shutting out the warm sunshine. As darkness enveloped the tower, the smile on Ying Feiyang's face gradually faded.

There was no one in the tower, and there was silence. Only his footsteps could be heard, "Da... da... da..." Step by step, he took lonely steps. There was no one around. Ying Feiyang finally didn't have to force himself.

laughed.

The revenge of his master has not been avenged, and his lover is trapped again. He has the sword in his hand, but he is still powerless. Even though he always pretends to be fine, every moment, every moment, his heart feels like being burned by fire.

The knife is like being held tightly by a big hand, how can he laugh again?

"Da!" Shen Leng's footsteps fell, and the chilling air spread. The surrounding air seemed to be affected by Ying Feiyang's mood, condensing into fog, cold and damp, like a white monster, opening its mouth and swallowing Ying Feiyang into his stomach,

As the mist spread, the inside of the tower became hazy.

There was only one chandelier, hanging high from the ceiling, emitting a dim yellow light in the cold fog, but reflecting a faint black shadow in the fog.

That's right, although it was vague and vague, there was indeed an oncoming figure in the originally empty Caution Tower.

"Da-da--" It was like a ghost walking out of the cold mist, step by step, using the same frequency as Ying Feiyang, taking threatening steps.

Ying Feiyang's steps did not change, and at the same time he slowly drew out the sword on his back, and said in an unhurried manner: "The person I hate the most will become my inner demon, who will it be?"

"Is it Di Lingtian? Beilongtian? Or -"

The moment the Xing Ji Sword was completely pulled out, Ying Yang's figure moved with lightning and seemed to disappear out of thin air.

There was only a loud sound of gold and iron clashing, and Ying Feiyang appeared out of thin air a few steps in front of him, fighting his inner demon.

The strong wind blew wildly, the sword energy overflowed, and the dense fog that covered the figure instantly swept away, revealing the same face and mirror-like figure.

"It's you!"

Ying Feiyang's eyes revealed a ferocious look, his sword energy surged with murderous intent, and thousands of sword blades turned into a wanton stream of swords, strangling the other "him" in front of him.

When you cannot get what you want, when you have lost it, when you feel regret and resentment, perhaps the person you hate the most deep down in your heart will always be you!

He was the only one in the guard tower, and the hatred that no longer needed to be suppressed poured out with the most ferocious sword moves. He was unscrupulous and unparalleled. The surrounding fog was cut into pieces. He retracted his body with a whimper and avoided Ying Feiyang.

attack range.

However, the incarnation of the inner demon is completely unafraid and fights against Ying Feiyang with his ghost-like movement and more fierce and crazier sword light.

In the mist, two figures chased each other indefinitely. The rabbits and falcons were moving at an alarming speed, and the sound of sword strikes was as dense as rain.

The inner demon was born from Ying Feiyang, and his skills are also the same as those of Ying Feiyang. The moves he uses, whether it is the Wind-breaking Cloud Sword, the Four Symbol Taiwang Sword, or the Bodhidharma Sword... are all the same as those used by Ying Feiyang himself. However, this...

It was supposed to be an endless draw battle, with hundreds of rounds fought, but Ying Feiyang sighed loudly: "Is this my full strength? It's really..."

The person who knows you best is often not yourself, but your enemy. It wasn't until he had a life-and-death battle with his other self that Ying Feiyang could fully understand his own strength. Among the characters he had met, he was not as good as God Lingtian or Yuwen.

Young Master Feng's pearls are shining across the sky, not as good as Mu Zixuan, Ji Fengming, the goddess Ling Xin, not as good as the real lion of Qingyue, who am I? Ten thousand beasts, spring, land, sky, mist, blood for thousands of years, Yan Shiyuan, blood for thousands of kills... Not to mention, there are countless others like him in this world.

A monster you have never seen before.

His enemies are countless, but his cultivation is——

"Too weak!"

Ying Feiyang's eyes narrowed, his feet changed pace, his sword stabbed with murderous intent, and at the same time, the three words came out coldly, and his body and inner demons intertwined for an instant.

With a loud sound, the light of the sword was extinguished, and before the three words were spoken, Ying Feiyang and his inner demon passed by each other, and they stood still, with their backs facing each other, motionless.

Suddenly, a whistle broke the silence, and a sword mark appeared on the demon's neck. Mist spurted out from the wound like a stream of blood, and in the blink of an eye, it collapsed into a ball of mist...

"Is this the end?" Ying Feiyang was confused, but when he saw nothing unusual, he sheathed his sword and stepped on the stairs to the top of the tower. But just as he stepped on the first step, suddenly, murderous intent appeared behind him.

There was an undercurrent, and a sword blade stabbed Ying Feiyang's vest silently.

"Bang", the sharp sword stabbed the back, but it made a muffled sound.

"Sure enough, it's not that simple!" Ying Feiyang stood behind the vertical sword and blocked the sudden blow with the sword and sheath. At the same time, he used the force to spin around and unsheathed the sword. The "Wind and Cloud Chaos" move came out in response, and the Crazy Sword

The Qi was fired at the incoming person, and the incoming person also changed his moves at the same time. The sword energy was as fast as the wind and as misty as the clouds, and at the same time, the "wind was fast and the clouds were chaotic" moves.

But the same move brought different results. The wild sword energy collided with each other. They should have canceled each other out, but a sword energy escaped and pierced Ying's heart.

Ying Feiyang had no choice but to take a step and turn around to dodge, but the sword energy still left a blood mark on his shoulder, but Ying Feiyang didn't care. He pointed his sword at the opponent, showing his fierce fighting spirit, "There is progress, then, it's the second round.

!”

The opponent pointed at by his sword tip still had his face and his sword moves. Just when he turned around, the dissipated mist condensed again, turning into a transformed and reborn inner demon, bringing about even more ferocious consequences.

The sword power attacks fiercely!

Inside the tower, a new round of confrontation began. Outside the tower, Su Miaoyin sensed the rising murderous aura just now and shook her head, "The first step was the wrong one..."
Chapter completed!