Brother Chen, Can You Stay Away From Me?

    Zi Chan is the reincarnation of ancient Xiu. Although he has not yet awakened the memories of his previous life, his cultivation talent is undoubtedly the same as a sect in the Three Gods Charm Spirit Sect.

    In the last sword meeting, he was the leader, and he was the first person in the sword meeting, no one can match.

    Therefore, when he heard Xilin Mochen’s words, he was not afraid, but said in a flat tone: “The opportunity is now, you don’t want to break the formation to seize the opportunity, but you come to my troubles, isn’t it just so that the people who set up the formation will succeed in their small calculations? “

    Xilin Mochen’s urn said in a voice: “It won’t take much time to fight with you. After the fight, you can compete for the opportunity without delay at all.”

    Zi Chan narrowed his eyes and nodded: “Okay, then I will look at you. What is the uniqueness of the Jiuqu Town Magic of Zhen Mozong?”

    Xilin Mochen stepped forward without saying a word, vividly deducing what it means to be ruthless.

    As the body approached, a flying needle ejected from his fist, dragging an ink-colored trajectory, whirled slightly, and shot towards Zi Chan’s temple from one side.

    At the same time, Xilin Mochen’s fist, which was as big as a star, rolled up wisps of mist and hit Zi Chan’s face all the time.

    Zi Chan closed his hands slightly, making a gesture of clasping his palms to worship Buddha, and then separated his palms again, and suddenly a flying sword flew out from between his palms, slashing towards Xilin Mochen.

    The flying sword was surrounded by purple electric lights, flickering and flying, hitting the surrounding fog, immediately causing the fog to roll back and avoid it.

    “Is this your flying sword? At the sword meeting, you cut off my junior brother’s flying sword. Isn’t that the flying sword used?”

    Xilin Mochen saw the flying sword cut, but his body was totally invisible. He stagnated, and continued to rush forward, but his mouth was slightly opened, and a black gas spurted out of it, right in front of Zi Chan’s flying sword.

    “Bang!”

    Black Qi hit the flying sword, making a thunderous muffled sound.

    The spirit power fluctuations produced by this blow were extremely terrifying, and the after-rhyme dissipated in all directions, and even the surrounding fog surged like boiling.

    Black Qi and Feijian fought together, but they didn’t separate. They seemed to be frozen together in the air, just so still.

    This is only the sight that can be seen by the naked eye. If you can sense it with your spiritual sense, you can find that the black energy and flying sword are trembling slightly at this moment, constantly colliding, without stopping.

    At the same time—

    Xilin Mochen had sent a flying needle before, and it had already hit Zi Chan’s head, and he was about to pass through the temple and kill directly.

    “The power of suppressing demons is really extraordinary!”

    Zi Chan’s figure shook very quickly, turning into afterimages of his debut, scattered around Xilin Mochen’s body.

    “Huh!” The

    flying needle flicked over one of the afterimages, and the afterimages quickly dissipated, obviously not the real body of Zi Chan.

    It rotates in place, and then shoots at another afterimage swiftly and unscrupulously.

    In midair, Heiqi and Feijian were still in a stalemate.

    Their trembling became more and more intense, and they kept colliding.

    “Boom!”

    Suddenly, the two seemed to be unable to bear each other’s entanglement. After a sudden touch, they finally separated.

    Zi Jian quickly flew back to Zi Chan’s body. It was Zi Chan’s real body, and all the remaining afterimages slowly disappeared.

    At the same time, the black qi flew back to Xilin Mochen’s mouth, and he swallowed the black qi again with a single mouth.

    Only the flying needle flickered nearby and continued to fly around the purple toad.

    Zi Chan folded his hands together, and when he separated again, another purple flying sword flew out of his palm, juxtaposed with the previous purple sword.

    “Is the Daoist’s devilish energy just like this?”

    Zi Chan looked at Xilin Mochen with a plain expression.

    Xilin Mochen didn’t say a word, opened his mouth slightly, and exhaled the black air from before.

    But after exhaling a cloud of black air, he didn’t stop.

    “Puff puff……” He

    continued to vomit eight mouthfuls, and suddenly turned into nine groups of black qi, wandering around him.

    “Huh?”

    Zi Chan’s face showed surprise for the first time.

    Looking at Xilin Mochen’s eyes, he was full of incredible expressions.

    Jiuqu Town Magic is the most powerful and the most difficult secret to practice.

    According to the legend, it is necessary to slay the outer demon, collect its purest devil energy, and seal it in the nine secret orifices of the body.

    Then, use your own spiritual power to refine, turn the demon energy into your own use, and get a sip of demon energy.

    The demon energy of the extraterritorial demon is extremely difficult to refine, and it is mixed with all kinds of frenzied and brutal negative emotions. A person who is not determined will be easily affected by the emotions of these extraterritorial demon and become infatuated.

    The consequences range from loss of sanity to death on the spot.

    Usually, it is extremely difficult to refine a mouthful of demon energy. It relies on the accumulated time of water milling to slowly grind the demon energy to clean it, and finally it can be used for oneself.

    But Xilin Mochen in front of him spit out Jiu Bouts of Demon Qi in one breath. This is the maximum amount of demon energy refinement in Jiuqu Town Magic. I have never heard of anyone in the Demon Sect that can do it. .

    From this we can see how strong Xilin Mochen’s strength and aspirations are.

    Xilin Mochen calmly said “come again”, and then pounced on Zi Chan again.

    His Nine Mouth Suppressing Demon Qi suddenly dispersed with his movements and flew towards Zi Chan from all directions.

    Zi Chan’s face was solemn, and his heart was solemn.

    The Nine Mouths Suppressing Devil Qi is like nine magical weapons, which is hard to guard against.

    It’s just that he knows very well that the Suppressing Demon Qi is not the same as the magic weapon. That flying needle is Xilin Mochen’s natal magic weapon, and these nine Suppressing Demon Qi should actually be regarded as a part of Xilin Mochen’s body, the imperial envoy. It might be faster.

    Of course, if the Suppression Demon Qi was severely damaged, it would also cause great damage to Xilin Mochen, which was different from the natal magic weapon.

    Zi Chan straightened his back, his eyes were full of war, and the two purple swords in front of him spun up very quickly, drawing an arc.

    The mist around him, I don’t know when it started, as if it was stirred by something, slowly rotating, forming a larger arc behind him.

    An inexplicable breath burst out from him, although there was no light, it was as dazzling as the sun.

    Xilin Mochen’s brows also wrinkled slightly, and the feeling that Zi Chan gave him at this time could only be felt from them when he had discussed with the elders who were big monks in the past.

    This shows that the threat that Zi Chan is about to bring to him at this moment can already be compared with the elders of the division.

    Xilin Mochen’s expression also became serious, and the speed of Jiukou Zhen’s devilish energy became even faster in an instant, and he whirled away.

    At the same time, the flying needle was also retracted, hovering over his head, ready to fly out at any time.

    Zi Chan hummed lightly and moved forward.

    At the same time, his mouth whispered: “Muluo Nanxiang, Bingpan Beige!”

    “Huh!” 

  A  sword light broke out of the arc from the arc.