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Chapter 885

Tian Feng didn't even have time to figure out why his second brother who was already dead would kill him with a knife, and it was obvious that his second brother's cultivation base also increased significantly because of his resurrection from death.

Just judging from the aura of the speculative room, it is no different from the early stage of Dongxu
"Brother, be careful!"

Tian Mo's face showed a terrifying ferocity, and he was a different person before, and the long knife in his hand was now the fangs of a wild beast, and he came to kill Tian Feng.

For a while, the two fought inextricably. The two brothers who knew each other also went back and forth with each other.

At this moment, Tian Liu was also blocked by a person, but the appearance of this person made her feel at ease.

"Big Brother!!"

He said "Big Brother", but what responded to him was an extremely cold and ruthless sword light.

Seeing this, Tian Liu couldn't help but look shocked, but fortunately, the days of licking blood on the tip of the knife all these years also made her muscles respond and successfully saved her life.

After narrowly dodging the deadly knife, Tian Liu didn't even have a chance to hold the knife and charged towards his face again.

when!
There was an iron clang, and Tian Liu was forced to back away.

With a delicate mind and a clever mind, she naturally knew that the elder brother in front of her must have been transformed from this tower.

It's just that although Tian Feng who appeared in front of Tian Liu seemed cruel and ruthless, Tian Liu, who had dealt with him all the year round, also noticed that the strength of the so-called big brother in front of him had declined visible to the naked eye.

Although Tian Liu didn't understand the mystery, she also had a vague premonition that as long as she killed the fake big brother in front of her, she might escape from death.

So when Tian Liu thought of this, a terrifying light burst out in his eyes, and he handed out the long knife in his hand that was exactly the same as Tian Feng's, coldly and mercilessly.

At this moment, Yan Nanxun also had a transformed figure in front of him, but this transformed figure was himself.

Shocked, he hastily fought with this illusioned self, except that Xu Ming was the only one among the four.

In front of him, neither the person he was most worried about in his heart was transformed, nor was there another self like Yan Nanxun.

A mysterious woman in white plain clothes slowly walked out of the darkness. Her appearance seemed to shy away from the invisible darkness in this mysterious space.

Xu Ming sensed a dangerous aura from this mysterious woman, but as a cultivator in the Tribulation Stage, he couldn't even detect her cultivation base.

This woman seemed to be enveloped by an extremely mysterious aura, and Xu Ming was amazed by the holy look on her face.

"You don't recognize me anymore."

Before Xu Ming could open his mouth, the woman with a face full of holiness asked back.

But Xu Ming didn't know this mysterious woman at all, and after thinking about it carefully, there was no such person in his memory.

Seeing the astonishment on Xu Ming's face, the holy maiden felt a sharp pain in her heart.

And at this moment, a wrinkled old slave slowly walked out beside the mysterious woman, and there were bursts of fierce light in his squinted eyes.

"Lord Saint, do you care what this heartless man is doing? He has long forgotten everything about what happened a thousand years ago."

"Just like when he abandoned you thousands of years ago!"

The old slave's voice was as hoarse as his face, and it was obvious that the old slave's words also brought back some unpleasant memories of the saint.

A thousand years of time is enough to bring great changes to the nine states of the myriad worlds. The painful memories that should have been wiped away by time, on the contrary, are getting better and better like fine wine.

But the memories left to this mysterious woman are becoming bitter day after day. Indeed, the current hero who was like the pride of heaven thousands of years ago also came into her sight.

The two of them had the opportunity to become the enviable fairy couple, but they had no choice but to ascend to the immortal and ascended to the ascension, and there was no news of it.

Leaving her alone in this high tower like the tomb of the living dead, day after day, year after year, she is desperate to see through.

Until she waited for Xu Ming's arrival, she saw the shadow of the peerless arrogance in him.

Even the expression between his brows was exactly the same as that old slave's heartbroken man.

And the old slave who had just said a word showed his murderous intent instantly, and Xu Ming was suffocated by the cultivation level he showed.

not good! !
The great consummation of the tribulation period!

No, this is stronger than the sword master!
Xu Ming once imagined countless encounters and traps in the tower in his mind, but he never dreamed that there would be a top-notch person here who is stronger than the master of the sword!

"Wait!"

The saint's thoughts seemed to be pulled back from thousands of years ago to today in an instant, and the old slave who heard the words also had a sullen expression on his face.

"Lady Saint, how long are you going to hesitate?"

"I"

Just when the woman hadn't even spoken a word, the old slave moved towards Xu Ming with his bare hands.

Although his hands were empty, the mystery in his gestures was so mysterious that even Xu Ming, who had merged the three realms, couldn't see through it.

The only thing he could know was that his life was hanging by a thread at this moment, and he saw the old slave stretch out Yoyo's hand and immediately slapped Xu Ming with his palm. Seeing Xu Ming's gesture of resistance, his complexion changed drastically as soon as he made the move.

Because in the three directions of left, middle and right, the figure of the old slave appeared unexpectedly, as well as the palm he extended.

Xu Ming didn't dare to take it too seriously, so he handed over the stone knife and wanted to cut through the mess quickly, but his methods were indeed no match for this person.

Seeing Xu Ming take out the stone knife, the old slave's expression of disdain grew stronger, and Xu Ming's heart skipped a beat at his seemingly bare-handed manner.

boom!
The old servant took Xu Ming's middle door straight with his palm, and the result of the seemingly soft palm was that Xu Ming opened his mouth to spurt blood in the form of mist, and then flew out in embarrassment.

Ok?
The face of the old slave who handed out a palm also changed slightly, because the palm that was supposed to take Xu Ming's life failed.

The palm that he was bound to win seemed to be consumed by some invisible force, and what he got in the end was only the result that Xu Ming was seriously injured and survived.

At this moment, Xu Ming, who forcibly blocked the old slave's palm, was also extremely uncomfortable. His body, which had been tempered by burning blood, and the existence of the Heavenly Fortune Art, still failed to block the old slave's palm.

If it wasn't for his various opportunities, he might have died on the spot, and the fierce aura that rushed into his body just now made him infinitely close to death.

If it wasn't for the Art of Refinement and Fortune, that old slave's palm would have completely smashed his heart.

Although a broken heart will not die immediately, it will weaken the strength of the whole person very obviously.

After thinking this, Xu Ming slowly got up, vigorously wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the old slave not far away with his cold eyes. .
This time, he really wanted to go all out.

(End of this chapter)