Tens of thousands of snake whips have transformed into thousands of shadows, just like ten thousand fire snakes whipping all living beings. The colorful phoenix stands in the center of the ten thousand snakes, waving the whip in its hand selflessly, with its eyes locked on the target in the Jinde Temple, which is quite large inside - that continuous stream
Dodge the shadows of golden light entwined by fiery snakes!
"This is it! Stop! Ten Thousand Snake Whip·Real Snake Transformation!" Caifeng grasped the golden light and was forced into the gap in the blind corner, and activated the additional skill of Ten Thousand Snake Whip——
However, he saw golden snake shadows suddenly emerging from the fire snakes. Their moving speed was more than twice as fast as before. In the blink of an eye, they caught up with the golden shadows and surrounded them, and finally
The force forced the golden light to reveal its true form: it was an adult man wearing golden armor, his face was peaceful yet mighty.
"This blow is over! Fire Spirit Snake·Burning Fire Snake!" Caifeng's face was filled with joy, and she immediately used her stunning whip technique to launch a fatal blow with the skills of a Jade Immortal-level fairy!
"Hissssssssss~~!"
The fiery snake spat out a message, and the snake whip appeared fierce! The Wan Snake Whip fell with one blow, draining the last trace of Jin De Xingjun's energy and blood. A golden statue shrank to the size of a palm and fell into Cai Feng's hands.
"Successful!" Caifeng was overjoyed. However, Jin Dexingjun's true fairy spirit was not for her own use. She was just ordered to subdue it and put it away with a satisfied look on her face.
Caifeng walked out of Jinde Temple and was about to rush back to Huaxia City to hand over her things to the leader of the Huofeng Gang. Unexpectedly, a strange man appeared and blocked her path intentionally or unintentionally.
"Who are you? I have something important to do, please get out of the way!" Caifeng originally had the kind of character that looked down on men. Now when she saw the frail young man in front of her, she was even more dismissive and immediately said in disgust.
He waved his hand, turned to leave.
"Leave thousands of snake whips to save your skin and flesh from the pain."
Just as Caifeng and Mysterious passed by each other, these words made the former's body tremble suddenly, and he still understood the intention of the visitor——
"Oh? You unknown boy, can you afford the price of this whip?" Although Caifeng said this, she did not dare to take it lightly. All players who have soul treasures and spiritual treasures have certain advantages.
, despising such an opponent will only make you regret it.
"Three moves can't remove the Ten Thousand Snake Whip from your hand, so I will offer this 'Mo Qilin' with both hands."
When Caifeng heard this, she became furious: She didn't expect that her words were already so arrogant, but the other party was even more arrogant!
"Mo Qilin? I haven't heard of it! I only know that you will soon turn into a dead Qilin! Watch the trick!" Caifeng shouted tenderly, and Wan Snake Whip drove straight in, targeting the mysterious young man.
"The painting changes the world, and the hair determines the yin and yang." The mysterious young man looked indifferent, but he saw his right hand holding a pen, turning blood into ink, and swaying it in the air. In an instant, the situation changed, the world turned, and the blood and ink turned into an eagle——
"Uh-! Uh-huh!"
The blood eagle's claw hit the snake whip seven inches in the middle, breaking the move in one fell swoop!
"First move, ladies first...Second move, reciprocity—Lingyun Ink Sword." The mysterious young man drew a four-foot blood mark in front of him with a pen, and the tip of the pen was four inches to the left. The blood mark turned into a sword edge, and a sword was attached to it.
Lingyun's bloody sword appears!
The mysterious young man swung his blood pen again, and the sword tip was stained with blood and ink. The blood and ink flew and turned into sword energy, approaching Caifeng's location——
"Fire Spirit Snake·Sky Fire Judge!" Caifeng chose a head-on response. The Fire Spirit Snake hovered from his feet. As Caifeng took the initiative to approach the mysterious young man, the violent Fire Spirit Snake kept a close eye on the target.
When the distance between the enemy and us was only about ten meters, the surrounding fire snakes suddenly flew up. The original mini body instantly strengthened to the standard of a monster, and the two-meter-diameter snake body rose up from the ground.
The infinitely extending body surrounded the mysterious young man and besieged him, blocking all his escape routes!
The ink has not been exhausted, but the bloody sword still remains; the mysterious young man is in the red flames and may become a dead soul under the fire spirit snake's fangs at any time. However, there is no sign of panic on his face——
"The third move, Qianmo Sword is urgent...be careful!"
The blood-ink sword is in front of him. The mysterious young man does not touch the sword with his hand. He only uses the "ink unicorn" in his hand to depict the character "Emperor" in seal script.
"bass--!!"
The moment the word "Emperor" was formed, the blood-ink sword trembled slightly, seeming to respond. After a moment, the writing faded. The person holding the sword put his right hand around his back, lightly twisted the sword formula with his left hand, and spit out the word "Go" in his mouth.
The ink sword shot out of the air and streaked towards a certain direction of the flames around it!
"Ah!" Before Caifeng could see the shadow of the sword clearly, she felt a sharp pain in the hand holding the whip, and immediately let go of her hand subconsciously. Just when she felt bad, she discovered: Ten thousand snake whips had appeared.
In the palm of that young man, as for the flames and the bloody sword, they disappeared without a trace, not even a trace of the fight between the two was left.
The mysterious young man smiled at Caifeng and bowed, put away the snake whip, turned around and was about to leave.
"Who are you? What's your name?" Caifeng knew that she was no match for the other party, but she at least wanted to find out the other party's origins.
"My name is Xiao Se... I am also the spokesperson of the devil..."
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Dongfang Bubai Mansion, Dongfang Fan, and Long Xin'er started research on a treasure map: This was collected from the Shushan traitor Shen Yishi, and the treasures contained in it were at least "temple level" (ruins,
underground palace, temple, immortal mansion, from low to high).
"Although I found the entrance to the treasure on the map, there is an indestructible white stone door more than a thousand meters deep. Although there are passages on the left and right, I have explored in depth over the past few days and traveled all over the place.
I could reach the place, but I still couldn't find any mechanism or items to open the stone door. Because I ran out of food, I withdrew from it, covered the entrance again, and informed Brother Dongfang." Long Xin'er reported.
What I have gained in recent days, including the handling of details, has gone away from the shadow of the willful young lady back then.
"Well, wait a minute, you and I will go and check it out... Before that, I want to tell you something... The person you have been looking for... I found it... Do you have any ideas?" Dongfang Fan
After pondering for a moment, I decided to tell him this time.
When Long Xin'er heard "the person she's always wanted to find", she didn't react for a moment. When she woke up, the Longmen massacre came into her mind again, and she couldn't get it out of her mind...
"Who is that person?" Long Xin'er's face suddenly turned pale and bloodless. The right hand holding the Dragon Snake Sword Sheath began to tremble unconsciously. His flawless eyes dimmed slightly. Immediately, a strong desire for revenge and killing washed over him.
Brain consciousness, the Shadow Sword in the scabbard began to stir uneasily again, with faint signs of breaking through the seal.
How could Dongfang Fan fail to see the state of Long Xin'er at this time? He immediately emitted the Sword Gang Realm sword intention and forcibly suppressed the restlessness of the Shadow Sword. Under the strong sword intention, Long Xin'er's consciousness returned to heaven again, although in his heart
The hatred has not diminished, but it no longer exudes hostility.
"Brother Dongfang...for your cultivation...congratulations on your promotion to the Sword Gang Realm!" Long Xin'er looked happy, but when he recalled his own affairs, his bright and flowery smile faded again.
"You are no longer the Long Xin'er who could only run away... It's time to break away from the identity of 'Dongfang Dragon'... I support your revenge, but I will not let you die. I will not tell you about that person yet.
name, but you have to restore your original name and let that person know your existence... let him send people to kill you, or even come to kill you personally..." Dongfang Fan looked directly at Long Xin'er, hoping to learn from the latter's
If he could see even a trace of fear in his eyes, then he would have a reason to stop it.
Long Xin'er was stunned for a moment, but quickly straightened up, nodded seriously to Dongfang Fan, and said: "Brother Dongfang, thank you! Xin'er is able to meet you in this life, it is a gift from God, just for that, Xin'er
Son... I have no regrets in this life... But, Xin'er cannot forget everything about Longmen willfully... Therefore, I cannot completely entrust myself to you, because I do not belong to me... If I can kill the enemy this time,
Xin'er will stay in Dongfang Mansion and work as a humble maid for Brother Dongfang, just like Wan'er..."
Dongfang Fan looked at Long Xin'er with reddish eyes, and he was also entangled in his heart: at first, he completely regarded Long Xin'er as an NPC, a mission employer, and the purpose of approaching her was just for mission rewards; later, the Longmen Massacre happened,
Dongfang Fan felt pity, helped Long Xin'er, and took over this endless task; later, after long-term contact with Long Xin'er, he witnessed the latter's strength, independence, and inner expectations that were different from ordinary women.
With the passage of time, the importance and importance gradually reached a level that cannot be ignored - if the stunningness of Dongfang Yuqin touched Dongfang Fan's ignorant heart and caused the latter to miss it all the time, then the strength of Long Xin'er would be
It moved Dongfang Fan's newly freed and confused heart, making him unable to let Long Xin'er rush to a dangerous situation.
"Don't be stupid, you are already a member of Dongfang Mansion. You can be a maid or something as long as you want, but if you want to be humble...as long as you don't make me feel humble like Wan'er, that's all." Dongfang
Fan waved his hands helplessly, as if he was ready to be slaughtered by you, which immediately made Long Xin'er, who was in sorrow, laugh.
"Wan'er is just playful. In fact, she is very proud. Although it was all when Brother Dongfang was away, when she mentioned her master to outsiders, the pride on her face was definitely not pretended to be angry...
...Sometimes, even Xin'er is a little envious..." Long Xin'er covered her mouth and smiled. Dongfang Fan didn't care what she said, but he felt at ease.
Immediately, Dongfang Fan asked Nalan Wan'er to redress Long Xin'er and change into the dress of a girl. Dongfang Fan was waiting in the front yard to go to the Immortal Burial Barren Hill to hunt for treasure. Suddenly, there were knocks on the door, and
A clear cry——
"Dong dong dong——"
"Mo Qilin, Xiao Se, asks to see the Lord of Chunjun, Dongfang Fan."
