As Priest Xue's mask changed from bronze to silver, the masks he used as weapons also underwent strange changes. One of the grinning masks suddenly opened its mouth and bit Wang Bu.
Chen's long sword. Wang Buchen wanted to throw the mask away, but with a wave of the long sword, the mask suddenly flashed to Wang Buchen's neck, and he opened his mouth to bite it off.
"Stand back." Wang Ruoxu swung his spear and smashed the mask into pieces.
Wang Buchen nodded and retreated to the rear with his sword in hand. The moves of Priest Xue were extremely strange, far beyond what reason could judge. Wang Buchen only fought with him for a moment, and his back was already dripping with cold sweat. If he used a few more moves, he would definitely be
He couldn't resist anymore. But Wang Ruoxu asked him to retreat at this moment. Could it be that he had found a way to fight?
Wang Ruoxu sneered and said: "Does Priest Xue, the second best person in the world, like to play with these magic tricks so much?"
Priest Xue flicked his long sleeves and took back all the masks in his hands. Finally, he combined them into one mask and put it in his arms. Then he took out two judge pens. Although they looked like judge pens, they were only seven inches long.
long.
"The priest's judgment determines life and death." Wang Ruoxu said in a deep voice.
"My pen doesn't come out very often, but if it does, you will die." Priest Xue said coldly.
"The world has changed." Wang Ruoxu swung out his long spear, almost lifting up the entire restaurant floor. Priest Xue nodded, and sided to Wang Ruoxu's side. The judge's pen in his hand suddenly grew seven inches, and passed from Wang Ruoxu's throat.
After passing by, Wang Ruoxu touched the ground with his spear and suddenly jumped into the air.
Priest Xue's pen was short and dangerous. When he got close to Wang Ruoxu, there was a great possibility that he could take Wang Ruoxu's life.
Wang Ruoxu's spear had an advantage of one inch in length and one inch in strength. The spear was seven feet long. As long as Priest Xue couldn't get close to his seven-foot body, he would be invincible.
"Your marksmanship is very good, but I can feel that your marksmanship and your internal strength are not of the same lineage. Although they can complement each other, they cannot complement each other." Priest Xue raised his head and said.
Wang Ruoxu soared in the air, swung his spear violently, whipped up a gust of wind, and then fell down. Priest Xue raised the judge's pen with his right hand and gently drew a circle. Then he waved his hand, and the circle formed a Bagua shape, forcibly
Blocked the shooting force.
"Wandaoxinmen!" Dongfang Yunwo, who was watching the battle on the side, had a bit of amazement on his face. After all, the second highest priest in the world, Xue Priest, had been missing for many years and was considered a legendary figure in the world.
The pen, or the ten thousand gates of the heart revealed at this moment, are all things that can only be heard in teahouses and theaters.
Wang Ruoxu withdrew his gun again, turned over and fell back three steps away. When he looked up, he saw that Priest Xue had thrown the judge's pen directly towards him. Wang Ruoxu couldn't dodge, and was about to be penetrated through the head by the judge's pen.
At that moment, he suddenly stretched out his finger and drew a circle, and saw a void Bagua shape appearing in front of him. It was very similar to the Bagua shape drawn by the official Xue Shenguan, and he directly blocked the judge's pen back.
Priest Xue took a step forward, took back the judge's pen in his hand, and finally said calmly: "It is indeed so."
"Wang Ruoxu, is this also the Wan Dao Heart Gate?" Dongfang Qi turned to ask his father.
Dongfang Yun didn't know the answer, so he just said in a deep voice: "If I just talk about that style, it is indeed very similar."
Qingyi Lang suddenly realized: "Did Wang Ruoxu not only secretly learn the marksmanship scroll in the Immortal Book, but also learn the internal strength method of Wandao Xinmen? It is said that Wandao Xinmen is the source of internal strength in the world and can be used as the source of internal strength for any martial arts. If
If that’s the case, it makes sense.”
Lu Qin suddenly spoke at this time, with a bit of naivety in his tone: "Are these ten thousand heart gates the Wang family's martial arts?"
"No, Wandao Xinmen is the martial arts of Old Man Shenquan." Qingyi Lang shook his head and said, "And Old Man Shenquan has long since disappeared from the world. Not to mention me, even a few seniors have never seen him, right?"
Priest Xue put away his pen and gently held up his silver mask: "It seems that the sorrow of heaven and earth is really in your hands."
Wang Ruoxu put his spear on the ground: "What if it's in my hands? It's not yours in the first place. Old Shenquan has been dead for a long time. Whoever can get this mask belongs to him!"
"Heaven and earth share the same sorrow?" Su Baiyi was stunned when he heard this. Listening to Su Jian's tone when he mentioned it that day, this heaven and earth share the sorrow must be something extraordinary, even comparable to the Tianji box hidden by the Su family.
.
"It is indeed not my thing. I just promised the old man to take this thing back. No matter if he is alive or dead, he must take it back. This is my promise." Priest Xue gently turned his hand.
The judge's pen said, "It is indeed a way for you to practice the Wan Dao Heart Sect on the mask to suppress the backlash of the marksmanship you have learned. But since the Wan Dao Heart Sect has been practiced to the point, then return the mask to me. I will
I won’t kill you. I will no longer care about what’s going on in Xuanwei City today.”
"Priest Xue, the second best priest in the world, I still say the same thing." Wang Ruoxu raised his head and said, "This world is different. Even if you dominated the world back then, you may not be qualified to negotiate terms with me now."
The man in green who was watching the battle heard this and sneered: "It seems that Wang Ruoxu really thinks of himself as the leader of the martial arts alliance, and he speaks so arrogantly."
Dongfang Yun's expression was extremely solemn, because compared to others, he knew better what the Wan Dao Heart Sect represented and what Heaven and Earth Compassion represented. If Wang Ruoxu really had Heaven and Earth Compassion in his hand, what he said just now would not necessarily be true.
This is arrogant talk.
"Okay!" Priest Xue shouted angrily, and then he knocked on his mask hard. With every blow, the mask also underwent strange changes, turning from silver to gold bit by bit, and finally when he
When he stopped, what Priest Xue wore on his face was already a mask made of pure gold. His voice also changed with the mask and became majestic and extremely intimidating: "In this case, then you can
You have to choose to bear the consequences.”
"Consequences?" Wang Ruoxu smiled, reached into his arms, and actually took off a mask.
That mask was made extremely strangely. Half of the face was sad and half was smiling, but when put together, the smile was completely gone, and the desolate air made those who saw it feel at ease.
After just one look, I could almost burst into tears.
"Does this mean that the whole world is sad?" Su Baiyi only glanced at it and could no longer suppress the sadness in his heart.
It was a kind of sadness without any reason, without any foreshadowing, just because of looking at the mask.
Chapter completed!