Chapter 1112 Sadness, nothing is bigger than death
"Nine Heavens?"
There was a hint of disbelief on Hou Zhong's face. In one thousand years, the Grand Pavilion Master has practiced from the fourth level of Kunlun to the ninth level? Has he reached the realm of a master?
What kind of state is this?
With just one punch, Sanhua, which hovered above the sky and occupied most of the sky, fiercely blasted towards Hou Zhong, overwhelming everything.
"Has the Grand Pavilion Master reached this level?" Chen Fan was stunned, his eyes widened, and he looked up at the sky in the valley.
Even if he stood so far away, he could still feel the undulating spiritual power in the sky.
The billowing spirit is breathtaking.
"What has the Grand Pavilion Master experienced in the past thousand years?" As the top genius of the Kunlun Sword Sect at the time, there is still something that cannot be let go of in the Grand Pavilion Master's mind, right?
A battle between two top three flowers.
Taoism and laws permeate this space.
Chen Fan could feel that in the ancient world of Kunlun, there were no less than ten eyes staring at this side, and in the dark, one after another powerful auras had reached the point where three flowers gathered at the top.
This battle has countless viewers!
The battle of seclusion!
The two top figures fought until the mountains collapsed and the earth shook. In the end, the two held up the inner world and absorbed each other into the inner world for a decisive battle.
Various laws are constantly permeating from the inner heaven and earth.
In the inner heaven and earth, the fiery breath, like the flames burning the sky, lasts for a long time. In the sky, the huge flowers of true energy collide with each other, again and again.
Hou Zhong gradually fell into a disadvantage.
After staying away from the Kunlun Sword Sect for so many years, the Grand Pavilion Master and Hou Zhong can still fight to such an extent. This is unimaginable to anyone.
Put two fingers together and sweep down, "Ji, Yan Yao kills!"
A beam of extremely white light fell from the void. From the void, a figure of a person was vaguely seen falling in embarrassment, then moved away and left in embarrassment.
Look carefully, it's Hou Zhong!
On Hou Zhong's side, the purple gold crown of the leader on his head was broken, his hair was disheveled, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. From the inner world, the Grand Pavilion Master stepped out in one step, his clothes were ragged, but his domineering look was not diminished.
Two fists, shattering the world!
At this point, the level of the Grand Pavilion Master was beyond imagination. The two sides fought fiercely. After dozens of times, Hou Zhong once again vomited blood and flew backwards.
"Thousands of years ago, I could beat you, and now, I can still do it!"
The Grand Pavilion Master strode forward.
The difference from a thousand years ago is that Hou Zhong once deliberately hid his strength, but this time, he did not. However, he released all his power and fought against Hou Zhong, but he was still no match for him!
"Ten Directions Killing Formation!"
Hou Zhong's eyes turned red, and he unleashed his strongest attack. Rolling sky fire fell from the sky, and the ten-direction killing array instantly surrounded the grand pavilion master, who was trapped in it.
Heavenly fire fills the ancient world of Kunlun.
"Senior brother, in a thousand years, I was defeated by you because of my lack of strength. But after a thousand years, you are a little too confident!" Hou Zhong, with disheveled hair and a crazy look on his face, crossed his legs in the sky and pinched his hands.
Jue, the ten directions killing array trapped the great pavilion master to death, and the sky fire burned him.
In the ten-way killing formation, the Grand Pavilion Master was also rushing left and right, and the forces between the two were colliding with each other.
This was a fight that lasted for a long time.
In the valley, Chen Fan watched intently. No one knew what the outcome of this battle would be. And no one outside knew that such a fierce conflict was erupting in the Kunlun Sword Sect.
"You, go to hell!"
Hou Zhong went crazy and used all his strength to refine the people in the Shifang Killing Formation. The Kunlun Ancient World was quiet, with no one interfering. Looking around, the mountains collapsed.
Chen Fan was nervous, he had been involved in an unpredictable danger.
This refining process lasted for a full month.
After a month, Hou Zhong's face turned pale, but the aura in the Shifang Killing Formation was still weak but not dead! This time, Hou Zhong was really frightened, and even a little panicked.
"How is that possible!"
"Why isn't he dead?"
"..."
This aura became more and more powerful, and gradually, the ten-directional killing array became uncontrollable. Hou Zhong's face turned pale and as transparent as a piece of paper.
"No...!" Hou Zhong looked ugly.
Finally, the Shifang Killing Formation could not be controlled at all, and it collapsed with its last breath! Terrifying power filled the air, and Hou Zhong spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
In the Shifang Killing Formation, the Grand Pavilion Master stood up, with blood all over his body.
Step by step, he walked towards Hou Zhong.
"It's been a thousand years. It's time for you to pay me back what you owe me." The Grand Pavilion Master walked towards Hou Zhong. Hou Zhong was afraid and stepped back step by step, with a hint of panic in his eyes.
color.
"I am the master of the Kunlun Sword Sect, you cannot kill me."
"Yeah?"
The Grand Pavilion Master said indifferently, "Why didn't you think so when you deceived my senior sister? You used such dirty means to get her, how shameful are you?"
Bang, as the Grand Pavilion Master approached, Hou Zhong's back hit a rockery, and he could hardly stand up.
"That's enough for you!"
When the Grand Pavilion Master raised his hand, Senior Sister flew out and glared at the Grand Pavilion Master with red eyes. The Grand Pavilion Master couldn't help but trembled, "Senior Sister!"
Looking at the senior sister who was as gentle to him as she was a thousand years ago, the Grand Pavilion Master's eyes became distracted.
With tears in her eyes, the senior sister helped Hou Zhong up, "Do you think I didn't know what happened back then?"
"What?" The Grand Pavilion Master couldn't help but trembled.
The senior sister shed tears, "Actually, I have known this for a long time, but what can I do? I have been married to him for more than a thousand years, and my children have grown up. What else can I do?"
"Besides, I love him."
"Junior brother, please leave and don't come back again!"
Those last three words of "I love him" were more heartbreaking than all the scars Hou Zhong caused on his body. The Grand Pavilion Master could no longer accept it, his heart was bleeding and his body was shaking even a little.
Looking at this scene, Chen Fan let out a long sigh and said, "Asking what love is in this world, it only means making love between life and death."
"As strong as an immortal, there are no exceptions, let alone a mortal?"
when.
The sword in the Grand Pavilion Master's hand silently fell to the ground. He was so stunned that he slowly turned around. The moment the Grand Pavilion Master turned around, Hou Zhong pounced on him like crazy.
Poof, a sword pierced his heart.
This is a broken sword, the "Zhu Xian Sword"!
The Kunlun Sword Sect’s number one artifact, the Zhuxian Sword, directly pierced the heart of the Grand Pavilion Master!
"You...!" Blood continued to fall from the mouth of the Grand Pavilion Master, "Hahahaha." From behind, Hou Zhong's crazy laughter came, so unreal and so far away.