Lin Qingqing looked at the sudden appearance of Chen Sha's back and cried with joy.
At that critical moment just now, to be honest, Lin Qingqing's mind had already started flashing death images.
She thought of many relatives in her mind.
Among them are her parents and her brother.
The person who flashed to the end turned out to be the young master from the mountain whom I had only known for less than a month.
Another moment.
The last person he saw before his death actually appeared before his eyes alive.
Song Yu looked at Chen Sha's back as if he had seen a ghost:
"Junior brother, when did you...come down the mountain?"
In this situation, other than the explanation of "Chen Sha sneaked down the mountain", how could he think of other possibilities.
In the distance, Wei Wuji's expression changed again and again when he heard Lin Qingqing and Song Yu speak.
He looked at the young Taoist priest who suddenly appeared in confusion:
"Are you... the new head of Daoyishan?"
That is, Chen Shenxuan’s biological son!
But, even if the other party is the leader of Dao Yishan,
He is not a god, so how did he suddenly appear under his own sword?
Wei Wuji couldn't figure it out even if he thought about it.
It's dozens of feet away.
The old fortune teller in the ruined temple who has been paying close attention to the old man from a distance is even more incredible:
"My eyes must be clear... That young man indeed suddenly appeared there!"
He was the person who could best view the whole scene just now. He could see clearly just now that the tall young Taoist priest was clearly...
It came out of the air!
The ruined temple is here.
Lin Qingqing and Song Yu soon discovered something very unusual, that is, after the familiar 'head' appeared, he did not respond to them at all.
He simply raised his eyes and looked at Wei Wuji.
Hold your hands behind your back.
Stepping forward step by step, he seemed to have identified the person who had just struck the knife.
We need to take action to suppress it!!
boom!
The sound of Chen Sha's footsteps was not heavy, but in Wei Wuji's ears, it was like beating a drum. Soon he realized that it was the sound of his heart beating acceleratingly.
"My heartbeat is speeding up? This... am I scared? No, it's impossible, I will be scared?"
Wei Wuji held back his emotions, stared at the young man walking step by step, and said in his heart:
"It's just that the movement and lightness skills are weird and unusual. It's not his father Chen Shenxuan. How could I be scared by a young man who is less than 20 years old?"
He did not deny that the way the young Taoist priest appeared was too bizarre.
On the contrary, such a young person proves that he cannot be the still alive Chen Shenxuan.
He's just Chen Shenxuan's son.
He doesn't have to be afraid at all.
"I didn't expect that when two juniors came down the mountain, the head of Dao Yishan would secretly protect Dao in person. But if you think about it carefully, she does have the qualifications."
Wei Wuji thought to himself: "Then let me see how powerful Chen Shenxuan's son is compared to him."
Although the other party's gesture of catching him with a knife just now made him dare not underestimate him.
But don't forget.
In the distance, he has a companion.
The old fortune teller's skills were just as good as his.
"If I could kill the new head of Daoyishan, Chen Shenxuan's son, today, I would be famous all over the world!"
When Wei Wuji thought of this, the emotion in his eyes suddenly became intense, and he smiled surly:
"No matter how you show up, you will die!"
He stepped forward, and all the Grandmaster skills in his body reached the limit.
Instantly.
With one knife, countless blades of light appeared, hanging in the sky in front of the ruined temple, as if a star map was born under this knife.
There are a few stars among them, and the murder potential is unlimited!
It was Wei Wuji who created the great master-level secret sword technique - Luan Xing Dao!
Tsk lala~~
The sword energy was everywhere, and Rain couldn't avoid it. He was thrown in all directions by the roaring and raging impact. Most of it was mixed in the terrifying sword, and it slashed towards Chen Sha!
Song Yu, Lin Qingqing and others immediately became nervous.
But they saw that the tall figure with his back to them walked away step by step without saying a word. At the end of his arm with the sleeves hanging down, his five fingers slowly clenched into a fist.
The next moment!
He punched the Zongheng Starlight Sword King in front of him with one punch.
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!…
The muffled sound of countless sword lights colliding with indestructible things resounded through the rainy night.
boom!
Wei Wuji felt that the fist he struck with his sword seemed not to be a body of flesh and blood, but a tyrannical King Kong Mountain Peak. The force of the blow from just the sword's impact exploded on the blade like rolling thunder.
The force and terror of this punch lightly thrown by the young Taoist priest could not be described in words.
Just one punch...
"Wow……"
Wei Wuji's blade trembled wildly, and he felt the terrifying power of the fist instantly transferred to the hand holding the blade, and then it plunged into his chest. Immediately, his internal organs were like an overflowing river, and he spat out a mouthful of blood crazily!
His mind was trembling.
"No, it shouldn't be. How could his punching power be so terrifying..."
People are still in incredible moments.
Wei Wuji's eyes met the young Taoist priest's again, and for just a moment, he felt that he was not facing a person at all, but an emotionless god.
Chen Sha, who was punched out, continued to walk.
At the same time, he slowly took out the other palm from his back. With an expressionless face, he formed a fist seal as majestic as a god. He stood high above his head and lowered his head in self-defense!
Boom~~~
Before the punch landed, the air and rain above Wei Wuji's head had already frozen there, as if everything was suppressed by the terrifying force behind the punch.
Wei Wuji was horrified, and an idea came into his mind that made him feel ridiculous.
"I'm going to die under this punch..."
With one punch, the veins under his skin throbbed violently and his face turned red.
Then, his eyes became uncontrollably distracted, and he felt that what he saw in his eyes was no longer the blackness of a rainy night, but a revolving lantern that was beyond his control...
From when he was a child, he begged for a living, then when he was a teenager, he killed the boss of the beggar gang, took away the money, and went to learn martial arts from a teacher. Then when he was thirty, he entered the first-class level and came across a chessboard... and was awarded
The Lone Star Sword has been passed down from several excellent sword techniques in the world...
After fifteen years, at the age of forty-five, he finally achieved great mastery of swordsmanship and entered the realm of Grand Master.
Scene after scene, his life went through his mind quickly, and the last scene returned to reality. The fist above his head, as white as jade, as full as the moon, with visible veins, fell from the sky!
die!
Wei Wuji finally knew that he had encountered the legendary 'revolving lantern' before death.
Despair, madness and even hysteria all broke out at this last moment...
"Not willing..."
Under this punch, he used the last strength of his life to scream for help:
"Fortune teller, save me!!"
far away.
When Chen Sha punched the second time, the fortune teller's eyes were already beating wildly, his heart was beating like a drum, and he blurted out: "The invincible Tao Yiyin in the world!"
Then Wei Wuji's hysterical words for help rang in his ears.
The old fortune teller stood in the distance and could clearly see the terrifying punch falling from the sky and hitting Wei Wuji's head.
A master at the Grand Master level.
The head was blown open on the neck like a watermelon, and brain plasma, blood, and brain marrow splashed out.
"This strength..."
The fortune teller's lips twitched, and there was an extremely clear look of fear in his eyes.
"A great master from the same realm, kill with one punch!"
He remembered the scene that year.
That year, when the fortune teller was still in his prime, he went to a place called Thrushcross Grange and witnessed a terrifying scene that he would never forget.
At that time, the owner of Thrushcross Villa was a world-famous 'Great Innate Master', and he was invited to the Villa as a guest.
But only half a day after entering the village, I met the head of Daoyishan who came to the door with his hands behind his back.
The best person in the world.
After entering the village, before Liu Xu, the owner of Thrushcross Villa, could say a word, he punched him with his hands behind his back. The owner of Thrushcross Villa, who was also a genius, couldn't even resist and scream, and died suddenly on the spot!
Later, the old fortune-teller realized that that punch was Chen Shenxuan's "Daoyi Seal" that made him invincible in the world.
Now, I see the seal of Tao again.
I saw the young Taoist priest punch Wei Wuji to death again.
The two images seemed to overlap.
"Chen Shen...Xuan? Chen Shenxuan is resurrected?!!!"
The fortune teller's lips trembled and his eyes were frightened, as if he had returned to the nightmare of that year.
"What a hell, what a hell, I don't want to die here, hurry up, leave quickly, I can't be found next to you..."
He murmured without hesitation and put Wei Wuji's plea for help before his death behind him. However, his feet went weak as soon as he took a step forward, and then he punched his thigh twice before he resumed his actions.
He disappeared into the forest on a rainy night like he was running for his life.
He was running away so quickly, as if the person who said a few days ago, "Dao Yishan is nothing more than this", was another person.