That is to say, in the afternoon of the same day, the Zhengnan headquarters of the Only One Orthodox Sect worshiped the God of Heavenly Centipede, and then held a meeting to deploy the actions arranged by Master Feng Yun. Chief Zhengnan personally presided over the meeting.
That night, the head of the Zhengnan headquarters of the Soli-Orthodox Church died mysteriously in his bedroom.
The doors and windows are in good condition and the furnishings are not messy.
Even the shoes beside the bed were neatly placed, and the concubine beside her was still sleeping soundly.
But Chief Zhengnan's head was strangely in a different place. His head and body were separated, but they were still tightly connected in place. Moreover, not a single drop of blood flowed out. There was not even a trace of blood smell in the air.
No wonder the concubine slept comfortably, hugging the cold corpse until morning. When she found that the person beside the pillow was not awake, she pushed her head angrily and pushed it down...
The concubine screamed, lost her mind, stumbled out and shouted, almost going crazy with fear.
This assassination was bizarre in the extreme.
After people from the Zhengnan headquarters came to check, everyone felt weird.
I almost suspected that ghosts and gods had succeeded.
No trace was left.
Reported to Feng Yun, Feng Yun ordered the scene to be cordoned off, and then immediately sent experts to come. After using spirit beasts to investigate, no traces were found, but a faint smell was detected in the air.
"The Weasel Cult!"
Feng Yun reported it immediately, and Yan Nan became furious!
Yan Nan's anger is not unreasonable. The war has just ended, and tracking pills are still being developed here.
And the Shenwei Cult all went underground again.
Only I am here to teach, the plan reported by Feng Yun, Yan Nan thinks it is feasible, and has just approved it.
As a result, a chief commander from Zhengnan died immediately.
And he is still the leader of death after the sacrifice!
This is simply provocative!
"Act quickly!" Yan Nan felt like his breath was being held in his throat and he couldn't even let it out. He was so angry that he almost exploded.
Then he went underground.
Star Temple.
Duan Xiyang was in retreat inside.
Clearly, a critical juncture has been reached.
Yan Nan stood quietly in front of the palace door, and could feel two terrifying forces tearing at each other inside.
That is still a level that I cannot understand.
One of them, Yan Nan could clearly feel, was the power of the Centipede God activated by the Bone Gun.
The other force is even more bizarre.
Yan Nan could even guess how miserable Duan Xiyang must be now under the squeeze of the two forces.
However, this is necessary.
Duan Xiyang finally felt a little trace of the divine attack, so he had to activate the power of the God Centipede and let the two divine powers collide in his body.
In the midst of extreme pain, find the way forward bit by bit!
Duan Xiyang, who is now in this hall, is actually on the verge of annihilation every moment! Every collision of divine power is a life-and-death crisis for countless times.
Duan Xiyang is on the verge of death tens of thousands of times to find that glimmer of light!
At this juncture, not to mention a great cultivator like Yan Nan, even a young child who does not know martial arts, a sudden shout is enough for Duan Xiyang to become obsessed in an instant and kill him!
Therefore, Yan Nan was not worried about Duan Xiyang retreating elsewhere, but directly arranged it here. Moreover, he also moved his office here to protect the law personally.
There must be no mistakes.
"The road to the great road..."
Yan Nan's white eyebrows twitched, and he sighed in his heart. He knew very well in his heart that he, like Duan Xiyang, had reached the end of martial arts.
If you want to break through, you also need to go through this process.
However, Yan Nan understood better: Duan Xiyang might be able to make a breakthrough in such a crisis, but he would never be able to do it.
Because I can never be as pure-hearted as Duan Xiyang!
Such a sudden enlightenment in millions of lives and deaths, with a little distracting thought, the body will die and the Tao will disappear immediately!
And he clearly knew that the two divine powers that Duan Xiyang was currently using were evil gods. Whether it was the God Centipede or the strange god Weasel, the divine thoughts were full of destructive malice.
Once Duan Xiyang could not maintain his balance, he would die immediately.
Both divine thoughts will engulf him immediately and neither will give him any chance of life!
"My eldest brother walked out of here and became invincible."
Yan Nan felt the surging energy inside and thought silently in his heart: "Third brother went inside and barely managed to escape with his life, but was seriously injured... He has not come out yet."
"I wonder how long Lao Duan can hold on..."
Feeling the roar of divine thoughts inside, Yan Nan stayed for a while and then went back.
The spiritual thoughts are still roaring, and Duan Xiyang is still fine.
"Lao Duan, I hope you succeed!"
…
I don't know how high above the clouds in the sky above the Guardian Headquarters.
Xue Fuxiao, dressed in white, sat cross-legged in the void.
On his knee, there is a knife.
Love cutting knife.
He just sat in the void.
After a long time, suddenly, a sword light rose into the sky and struck higher in the void!
The body is still sitting, and the love-cutting knife is still on the lap.
However, the sword light has already risen into the sky.
Wherever the sword energy passed across, Jiuxiao Gangfeng suddenly stopped for a moment, as if it had been cut off by a sword!
After a pause, it started blowing again.
Xue Fuxiao looked calm and just sat.
The sword energy kept rushing towards Xiaohan.
He has been practicing this way for a long time.
Feng Yunqi and Dongfang Sansan stood in the distance, watching Xue Fuxiao practicing her sword.
"Master Xue's cultivation can be said to have shocked the past and the present!" Feng Yunqi admired sincerely.
"not enough!"
Dongfang Sansan shook his head gently.
There was a faint worry on the clear face.
"Not enough?"
"Yes, not enough."
Dongfang Sansan sighed: "The biggest obstacle to Xiaoxue's current sword is that there is no opponent! There is no response!"
"Just cutting down Xu Miao... won't work."
Feng Yunqi said in astonishment: "Do you still want to let some being from the sky suddenly take action and fight back?"
"That's best."
The Three Three Ways of the East.
"!!!"
Feng Yunqi was shocked. What he just said was pure ridicule. He never expected that Dongfang Sansan would actually affirm it.
"Do you know why Xiaoxue stabbed the sky?" Dongfang Sansan asked.
"I don't know."
"Haha, Xiaoxue is using his ever-expanding sword energy to attack any god in the void."
Dongfang San's eyes are like eagles: "We don't have the conditions for a solipsistic religion, so we can only use this stupid method."
"The meaning of Xiaoxue's sword is to launch an attack and provoke. As long as any god passes through the void when he draws his sword, or senses his sword energy, he will strike back casually, or look at him...
…Even if you get a response.”
"It just needs to happen once!"
"It's a pity that Xiaoxue has wielded his sword hundreds of millions of times, but has never encountered one. But he has no other choice but to use this stupidest way to practice his sword!"
"Because we don't know if there are gods in this void, or if there will be gods passing by. We don't even know if the range of Xiaoxue's sword energy can reach the point where gods can take a look."
"Every time he practices, Xiaoxue is actually making progress, but every time, he doesn't get the progress he really wants."
Dongfang Sansan sighed deeply.
"I understand, this is the final transformation of martial arts? But this way...it's too stupid."
Fengyun Chess Road.
"There is no other way. Besides, someone has succeeded before."
The Three Three Ways of the East.
"who?"
"Zheng Yuandong, the chief leader of the orthodox religion, defies heaven and beats the gods!"
Dongfang Sansan Surong Road.
"That time was proof!"
"Then this..."
Feng Yunqi wanted to say that what Zheng Yuandong did that time was different from what Xue Fuxiao did now, but after thinking about it, he shut up.
Because now, there is no other way.
Xue Fuxiao can only go on like this.
Because they have no God!
What's more, Xue Fuxiao is actually practicing Qigong like this. Even if he doesn't achieve the best goal, he still practices hard every day, which is beneficial.
He could only sigh and say: "If someone gets too excited and strikes back casually, or even takes a look, Xue Fuxiao may not be able to withstand it."
"So that's what worries me the most."
Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "This is what I am most looking forward to, and it is also what I am most afraid of."
He sighed and said softly: "Those who have gods will follow the path, and those who do not have gods will fight."
The meaning revealed in this sentence caused the two of them to fall into silence.
For a long time, I watched the snow holding the flute in the distant sky, sitting like a peaceful stone, and the light of the sword kept rushing up, slashing towards the blue sky! One sword after another.
Fighting for the future, fighting for the destiny.
The two returned silently.
Only Xue Fuxiao was left working tirelessly in the unknown high altitude, constantly drawing out the knife, drawing out the knife, drawing out the knife...
This is an unimaginable effort, and it is also unimaginably boring, and it is a hopeless wait!
But Xue Fuxiao has been working so hard... and has never slacked off at any time. Even if she is desperate, there is still the word "hope" after all!
Because the mainland needs this knife!
…
Fang Che received the reply, and his heart immediately dropped.
"It is indeed Master Jiu's arrangement."
"As expected of an old silver coin, such a big hidden mine was buried here!"
"No wonder Yan Beihan is stuck here. The key point of this game actually lies with me. As long as I don't come, Yan Beihan will never be able to pass this level in his life! Therefore, Dongfang Military Advisor only needs to wait until Yan Beihan has searched everything.
It will be fine when everyone comes to see me again."
"Then no matter whether I ask for permission or not, as long as I come forward, this level will be over. I have to say... it's really shady."
"But at the moment, it seems that there is only one obstacle for me: defeating Shi Changjian."
Fang Che lay on the bed and frowned in thought: "According to the stone sword in the Yin and Yang world, it is not difficult for me to hit him. But it is said that this guy entered the sword tomb and received the initiation... This is a bit uncertain.
Already."
"The key is that Yan Beihan and others haven't figured out what level of cultivation Shi Changjian has now. To put it simply, none of the younger generation here can win."
"Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. If Shi Changjian's own cultivation level can reach the point where even super demons like Bing Tianxue can't see it, then I'm going to give a shit in this battle?
"
"So, there must be something else strange in it."
Fang Che thought about it and simply meditated.
Practice for one night.
Yanbeihan room.
Yan Beihan is reading a book, with a soft face and smiling eyes.
Bi Yunyan and Feng Xuechen stayed on the cold bed in Yanbei without leaving.
The three girls were all sitting cross-legged on the bed playing games.
A card game popular among solipsistic Christians.
The bet is simple: if you lose, take off your clothes.
I lost all my clothes and got spanked.
"A pair of rabbits!" Bi Yunyan played.
"A pair of foxes were crushed to death!" Feng Xue piped up.
"Beat a pair of wolves to death!" Chen Xue refused to be outdone.
"A pair of tigers!"
"A pair of dragons, explode!"
"Three sheep and two rabbits, let's go! You two lose!"
Feng Xue laughed loudly, imitating the man's voice and said viciously: "Take off your clothes, I!"
Bi Yunyan and Chen Xue complained to each other while taking off their clothes: "You have such stinky hands!"
Then: "Come again!"
Yan Beihan just read a book for a while, and there were already three little white sheep on his bed.
Moreover, Bi Yunyan, who had lost the most, had her butt turned red. Feng Xue and Chenxue were merciless, and every slap made her buttocks roll.
I have to say that after taking Qiongxiao flower, it is extremely enjoyable to fight.
"Kneel down, get down! Pout up!"
Chen Xue and Feng Xue roared together.
"Xiaohan, come and save me..."
Bi Yunyan knelt down and begged for help aggrievedly. Then she screamed: "Ah!!!"
Yan Beihan sighed and used his kung fu to unlock the ear shields: "Didn't you three just vow to practice hard yesterday?"
The three girls chatted: "Practice is not as fun as this..."
"It's really..."
Yan Beihan never participated in their games.
After all, leadership dignity must be maintained.
He said with a headache on his face: "Tell me, you three, you are usually cold and frosty outside, but in private you are all crazy bitches... How would you behave if someone saw you like this?"
!”
"We have the spiritual blockade made by Fengzu that Sister Xue brought out. How can we let others see it?"
The three women didn't take it seriously at all.
Yan Beihan sighed and was about to speak when there was a knock on the door outside.
Bing Tianxue's voice: "Xiaohan?"
The three women screamed, shook off the quilts, huddled together and lay down together, barely covered by one quilt.
Only three beautiful heads were exposed, and their eyes were closed, indicating that I had fallen asleep.
Yan Beihan opened the door: "Aunt Bing?"
Bing Tianxue walked in: "Hey, these three have already slept? Why are they still sleeping together? This relationship is really good."
"Yeah yeah."
Yan Beihan smiled dryly: "They have a good relationship."
"Xiaohan, there's something about this night devil."
Bing Tianxue leaned in front of the table and sent a message to Yan Beihan: "I just monitored the entire camp with my spiritual mind, and found that there was a place that I couldn't enter with my spiritual mind. After careful inspection, I found out that it was the Night Demon, and I couldn't actually monitor him.
.”
Yan Beihan was stunned for a moment, and then sent a message back: "Aunt Bing, he practices the Hatred Heaven Sword."
"So he is the successor of the Chief Protector?"
Bing Tianxue was really shocked now.
"Yes, but after giving him a new look, you will also know the characteristics of the Hattian Sword. If the hatred is not rampant, others will not recognize it."
Yanbei Cold Road.
"I see."
Bing Tianxue was relieved: "Then it will be up to him tomorrow. This younger generation can't get through, and they are holding their breath for nothing. If it is according to my wishes, they will be pushed directly without leaving any chicken or dog behind."
"Then we won't be able to carry out our next plans."
Yan Beihan sighed.
"That's right."
Bing Tianxue said: "You should also rest early. You must stay energetic tomorrow. As the team leader, your performance is very important."
"I understand." Yan Beihan nodded.
Bing Tianxue glanced at the bed and saw that the three women were still sleeping soundly, leaning against each other closely.
So as soon as I stretched out my hand, the spiritual energy in the air continued to condense into water, turning into a big water ball as big as a watermelon in my hand.
Yan Beihan: "..."
The three girls didn't know, so they closed their eyes and pretended to sleep.
Bing Tianxue's palms were filled with white gas, and in an instant the water balls turned into dozens of small ice lumps.
Said: "Then I'm leaving."
Then he floated to the bedside silently, opened the quilt at lightning speed, and threw a large pile of ice balls in.
Suddenly the quilt was full.
"Ahhhh..."
The three girls suddenly screamed and jumped up like little white sheep. In an instant, the waves were undulating and bouncing.
Bing Tianxue laughed loudly and already went out.
Yan Beihan couldn't laugh or cry...
The three girls were all coquettish, but they didn't dare to scold, and quickly cleaned themselves up. The worst one was Feng Xue, because it was so big and erect that it actually held an ice lump...
…
Early the next morning.
Fang Che got up.
Although he is a distinguished guest specially invited by Yan Beihan, his status is the lowest here.
Fortunately, Fang Che had a good memory and remembered the names of everything Yan Beihan introduced yesterday.
After a few simple greetings, everyone responded lightly, while a few old devils walked by indifferently.
It was different when Bing Tianxue came out: "Night Demon, how was your rest yesterday?"
"It's okay. Thank you for your concern, senior."
"I care about you!"
Bing Tianxue said: "There are many enemies in your family here. I'm worried that someone cut off your head last night."
"..."
At this moment, Yan Beihan came out.
A tall and talented man wearing a white-collar cloak with dark purple lines, and behind him, Bi Yunyan, Feng Xue and Chenxue, they are like three big ice cubes of beautiful and fragrant colors, with a feeling that no one should approach them.
Let anyone feel that these three women are aloof, aloof, arrogant, respectful, and unattainable.
The four beauties appeared together, making the bright and beautiful flowers and plants lose their color.
Zhou Meier followed closely behind.
Then came a team of female masters, all of whom were also very beautiful, but as cold as ice.
"Night Devil, come to me."
Yanbei Cold Road.
"yes."
Bing Tianxue led the team, followed closely by Yan Beihan, then Fang Che, Feng Xuechen, Xue Biyunyan...
Among the pink army, there is a bearded night devil.
Soaring into the sky.
Then all kinds of demons followed suit.
Sweeping across the sky.
Bing Tianxue took the lead, waving his bare hands, and rushed forward in an invincible manner without any scruples.
Naturally, he carries a domineering and domineering aura.
Outside, there are mountains and valleys covered in snow.
There was a heavy snowfall last night, and everyone in the world was clothed.
The snow has fallen now, but the sky is still confused.
Fang Che couldn't help but think of the blizzards in the summer, and couldn't help but feel irritable in his heart.
Now, labor and management don’t want to see snow!
Ahead, there are mountains. The peaks are like a huge embrace, neatly arranged.
Various weather conditions.
It is the gate of Buddha Mountain.
Because the Only Self Orthodox Church has been here during this period, the conflict between the two sides has become clear, and the Futu Mountain Gate has removed the blind formation at the gate.
He simply put on a confrontational situation with open swords and clear guns.
The only message conveyed is: What do you want? Both labor and management are here to help!
This caused Fang Che to feel a lawless and rogue atmosphere when he saw the mountains.
Front.
A hill was completely flattened, with four big characters on it!
"Buddha Gate!"
These four words carry infinite killing intent and arrogance, as if they want to look down upon the sky and measure the world with their swords!
Then there was a mountain, with a piece cut off. It was twenty feet wide, and the sides were extremely smooth.
Smooth and tidy.
Within the twenty-foot width that was cut off, a gate was built.
It is the mountain gate of Futu Mountain Gate.
“That’s awesome!”
Fang Che couldn't help but praise him in his heart.
It’s hard not to boast, saying it’s ‘Shanmen Mountain Gate’, but Fang Che has never seen such a real ‘Shanmen Gate’.
It turns out that one door is opened on a mountain?
What a real experience!
Stepping into the mountain gate and walking forward several hundred feet.
It's an open space.
A platform was erected, blocking the way.
On both sides of the arena, from low to high, there were actually stands arranged.
But the intention is also obvious: there is no way forward!
If you can't win in this arena, then don't enter my Futu Mountain Gate. This kind of attitude does not need to be expressed in words, it is just displayed through all the decorations and is very determined.
From entering the mountain gate to this arena, there was not even a single person to greet us, which fully demonstrated how unwelcoming the Buddha Mountain Gate was.
Bing Tianxue shouted angrily: "Qu Changkong! My old friend is here, but he hasn't come out yet!"
In one word, the mountains roared.
There were countless piles of snow all around, falling from the trees on the mountain.
A clear and elegant voice on the opposite side said calmly: "Master Han, I made it very clear beforehand that if no one in the younger generation can defeat us, there is no need for us to talk, and there is no need to meet!"
"As for the matter of the arena, naturally someone will contact you. There is no need for me to come forward in person."
The person opposite Qu Changkong is very tough.
Bing Tianxue said: "I'm not calling you for anything else, but to compete with you again. How about it?"
"Hahahahaha..."
Opposite Qu Changkong laughed a lot, and then said: "I disappoint Lord Han. I have had a habit since I was a child of not going out as long as it snows."
"..."
The icy and snowy weather made my nose crooked.
Wishful thinking came to nothing.
She was still thinking that today would be a God-given opportunity to give the opponent a good beating; she did not expect that the opponent actually knew the characteristics of her technique.
Bing Tianxue has been very happy since welcoming Fang Che Xiaxue yesterday, and has been preparing for a battle all night.
As a result, the other party did not come out.
And he also gave a ridiculous reason: I have had a habit since I was a child!
Bing Tianxue cursed loudly: "You were so brave back then, even if you intercepted and sealed the deputy leader on a blizzard night, you didn't see you following the bullshit habits you had since childhood!"
Qu Changkong said in a voice: "That's why I was seriously injured that time."
"..."
Bing Tianxue was immediately speechless, and her pretty face turned dark.
All he could do was curse bitterly: "Old fox."
I can only give up.
Just as the two of them were saying a few words, a group of men in black, led by a middle-aged man with a long beard, came quickly from the other side of the Buddha Mountain Gate.
In order, more than two hundred people walked forward, giving the impression that a mountain of swords was approaching!
Yan Beihan looked at the other person and said softly: "This middle-aged man is now the head of the Futu Mountain Sect. He never returns a sword without turning back. It is said that the sword he practices can only move forward, not backward, so he is known as
'No Return Sword'!"
Fang Che's eyes were already on Shi Changjian who was following behind Qu Wu.