moonlit night

Luo Qingluan thinks this way, but it doesn't mean that everyone thinks so.But she soon had no time to care about him, and only devoted herself to drawing up protective formations and barriers for Xiao Ziyuan.

Not far away, Shamanhua, who was facing everyone, put her hands behind her back, slightly curled her index finger, and a small white snake not much thicker than her little finger snaked its way down her wrist, quickly crawled along her clothes to the ground, and burrowed into it. It disappeared in the cracks of the ground.

If someone happens to notice it, they will be surprised to find that it is a kind of messenger monster that is not commonly used in the demon world, and it is mostly used to pass messages between the demon king and his subordinates.

In the haze around, it seems that something is about to move.

It's a pity that no one has the leisure to look at the ground at this moment.

Thunder and lightning were still roaring in the sky, and the dark clouds were mixed with a more ominous ink color, and they were getting lower and lower. The air was filled with the peculiar earthy smell before the heavy rain, which seemed to indicate that a storm was coming.

And the confrontation between Fengmanlou and Junchangye is still going on.

Jun Changye was still closing his eyes and adjusting his breath, no matter how provocative Feng Manlou said, he would not be moved until he felt that the injury was almost healed, then he exhaled a foul breath and slowly opened his eyes.

He glanced at Feng Manlou coldly, and said: "Since you want to make a break, I will make it clear today. I have never been sorry to you, and my mother has never been sorry to the Feng family. It is you who repeatedly Forcing each other, humiliating me in every possible way, framing me, and even trying to kill me many times. Feng Manlou, I don't owe you anything, and I don't want to get back what you owe me to this day. Bar."

Feng Manlou seemed to have heard something funny, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth: "If it weren't for your mother, my father would not have abandoned me and my mother, he would not have died at all, and my elder brother would not have died at all. Wen then inherited the position of Patriarch, devoted all his energy to dealing with the various forces, and was not at peace day and night. Based on this alone, do you dare to say that your mother has not wronged the Feng family?"

Jun Changye still said coldly: "Pingyang Jun is willing, no one forced him."

"You don't deserve to mention my father's name!" Feng Manlou said angrily, "If your mother didn't come to ask him for protection, but consciously avoided it, why would he spend so much time on your mother's affairs? You My mother knows that my father is a person who cares about the old love, but she deliberately brings up the old love, so what is it if it is not intentional to force him to make a choice?"

The more he spoke, the more angry he was, he immediately pulled out the long sword from Fengtong's hand, and stabbed at Jun Changye suddenly.

"Your mother killed my father, and you hurt the people close to me. Jun Changye, we will settle the old and new scores together today."

Since he worshiped under Yunya's sect, he has become most familiar with guns, and secondly, he is good at using bows and arrows since he was a child. However, the spiritual sword is almost the first magic weapon that every practitioner learns. Neither guns nor arrows can be used. At this moment, it is still considered a handy weapon.

Jun Changye tried to explain it well, but the effect was counterproductive, so he stopped talking now, pulled Xinghe out from his waist, and blocked Fengmanlou's sword with his backhand.

He studied under Wangshu Shengjun Yue Qingchen, and learned the most orthodox sword moves. He practiced extremely diligently and had a high level of understanding. Now he is about to break through the fourth stage of the Rongku style. Luo Qingluan, who is under Yue Qingchen's sect, can match him one or two.

But the problem is that he and Luo Qingluan are also at the peak of Jindan, but Fengmanlou has already stepped into Yuanying. When it comes to the depth of his cultivation, Jun Changye is a bit behind him.

This led to a stalemate in the field.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had gone through no less than ten moves. Although they had learned from different peaks of Kunwu Mountain, they were more or less familiar with each other's routines. Therefore, it can only be compared who is faster and who can last longer.

The aura here is thin, and if one's own aura consumes a lot and replenishes it slowly, one will undoubtedly be at a disadvantage.In comparison, Feng Manlou's advantage of being a single-line fire spirit root immediately revealed the advantage of absorbing spiritual power quickly.

The huge gap brought about by innate talent is so insurmountable that no matter how hard you try the day after tomorrow, you still can't completely bridge it.

Jun Changye took a step back holding the sword, and took a deep breath. He felt the huge emptiness and sharp pain in the sea of ​​​​qi. After a long journey, his body was already extremely weak. The sword full of flames pierces through without stopping for a moment. What he uses is clearly a sword, but what he uses is exactly the same as Yunya's 72-way spear technique breaking mountains and rivers. Looking at the world, opening and closing, nothing can compare The aura of rivalry.

Jun Changye gritted his teeth, knowing that even if he tried his best today, he would at most end up with a win-win situation. He couldn't help but quietly change his sword-holding gesture, letting the original white halo of Xinghe Sword be stained with a fleeting gleam. Black breath.

He secretly learned a lot of skills that he had never seen in the orthodox classics from the black jade enchantment left by his mother. One of them was that he could increase his cultivation by two to three times in a short period of time. Double, if others see it, they will probably think that some kind of rare secret medicine has been used, and they will not suspect the forbidden technique.

He forcibly resisted Feng Manlou's sword a few more times, then retreated abruptly to the sky above a small hillside, buying a few moments for him to perform the secret technique.

Afterwards, a sense of full spiritual power that hadn't been seen for a long time quickly swept through his whole body, and some movements that were difficult to see clearly seemed to slow down in his eyes at this moment, and he could easily dodge them.

Feng Manlou saw that his cultivation base had skyrocketed, and he couldn't help but cursed "despicable" in a low voice, but he didn't bother to act like a villain for this, so he went up with his sword again, and fought with Jun Changye.

But at this moment, Huang Yan, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly said in Jun Changye's sea of ​​consciousness:

"Hiss, wait, Xiao Yezi, why does this old man feel that there is something wrong with this Mo Yu?"

Jun Changye is much easier to deal with now than before, and he can still find time to respond: "What's wrong?"

"Everything is wrong," Huang Yan said solemnly, "Let's put it this way, if it has been in a dormant state before, then now, something wants to wake it up."

"wake?"

Huang Yan sighed, and continued: "I have never told you who your parents are before, nor did I tell you the real function of this Moyu, hey, I don't know whether it is right or wrong to do so."

I was typing here, but he started talking nonsense over there, Jun Changye couldn't help but said impatiently: "Pick the key points."

"Oh," Huang Yan still said slowly, "Simply put, you are not the real you now, part of your talent has been sealed by your mother since you were born, and this is what seals your talent. A piece of black jade and another thing, I have never seen that thing, but it should be a piece of jade. Only when these two things meet again, can the seal on your body be broken."

"so?"

"So, that other thing should be nearby, and it was stimulated by you, and it has awakened by itself, and now it is trying to wake up the black jade on your neck."

Jun Changye was silent, and after a while, he said again: "Does the senior know what my talent is? If I am awakened now, will there be any problems?"

"That's a big mistake," Huang Yan seemed a little embarrassed to say, "That...Actually... If you want to return to Kunwu Mountain and your master in the future, you must not break the seal now, otherwise They will never tolerate you."

Hearing that he could no longer return to Master, Jun Changye hurriedly thought about it and asked, "How can we prevent the seal from being broken? Can't you use it?"

After finishing speaking, he immediately stopped the technique, the sea of ​​qi that was originally full became thinner again, and the burning sensation in the lungs became more intense.Feng Manlou's sword brushed past his neck, but Jun Changye skillfully avoided it, and he took advantage of the situation to strike back, stabbing Feng Manlou's right shoulder with the spirit sword in his hand. The extremely destructive golden aura was injected into Fengmanlou's body along with the sword body. Although it couldn't really cause any fatal damage, it was enough to make the opponent flustered.

Feng Manlou let out a muffled snort, and tearing his right shoulder out while enduring the pain, his toes slid out a few meters, and the blood energy that was surging inside and out, and the violent fire spirit energy that was in the veins All the Jin Lingqi that was causing trouble was forced out.

He has dozens of wounds, large and small, on his body at the moment, and he has exhausted his spiritual power, exhausted, and dizzy before his eyes. At this moment, he is holding on with the breath in his heart, but looking at Jun Changye, he is not much better. After forming a seal of gathering spirits, he raised his sword and attacked it again.

However, at this moment, Shamanhua's eyes staring at Jun Changye suddenly became subtle.

If she was not mistaken, he seemed to have used some magic spell just now, but he stopped for some reason, causing the meridians to be damaged and his breath to be weak. If he continued to fight, he might cause damage to the spiritual vein irreparable damage.

Although these were accidents, they were not too unexpected for Shamanhua. The only thing he didn't expect was that the other half of the sealed things had arrived at Jun Changye's side and awakened just right.

It's true that even God is helping her.

These two people killed each other, and both sides were hurt. The rest of the people had nothing to fear, and finally felt that the time was almost up. With a smile on the corner of Shamanhua's lips, he took out a bamboo tube-shaped object from his bosom, and put it up with his hand. Throwing it, a huge firework exploded instantly on the gloomy sky, and the falling sparks fell into the grass and jungle, immediately igniting a raging fire that spread.

The firework was unusually large, and it was a pure black ink color. When it was in full bloom, it showed a huge hydra pattern, which could be seen clearly from tens of miles away.

Jun Changye and Feng Manlou were fighting inextricably. Hearing this strange situation, he raised his head at the same time, and looked at each other in amazement, seeing the unbelievable look in each other's eyes.

Hydra is the mount and symbol of today's demon saints. Wherever the hydra pattern appears, it is like the presence of a demon king. Even if he is as tall as the left elder of the demon clan, he has to bow his head and obey orders.

Like a flash of bright lightning splitting the chaos in his heart, Jun Changye turned his head to look at Shamanhua, and said firmly, "It's you, what do you want to do?"

The surrounding fire brought black smoke billowing, Shamanhua smiled and said nothing, the thick smoke pulled her shadow into deformation, like a hydra shape.

Although Jun Changye knew that she was the snake-ridden person on Yunze in Chunri before, and he also guessed that she might have some connection with the demons, but he never expected that Shamanhua, as a disciple of Huanhua Palace, would actually It's really a demon saint.

The torrential rain that had been brewing for a long time finally fell in the sky. Along with the torrential rain, there was also a black shadow that was gradually approaching. The black shadow, which was more than twice the size of a normal person, had nothing to rely on under its feet. Despite the rain curtain, he still walked like flying, and he was in front of everyone in an instant.

It was this black shadow that made Jun Changye's heart sink completely.

Chu Jie, the fifth elder of the demon clan, with two heads and four arms, violent temperament, and infinite strength, is the number one general under the command of the demon king, but because he has many heads but not enough aura, he failed to rank among the top three, and his ranking is still second to one. Under the witch.

"You guessed right," Sha Manhua finally responded lightly until then, "It's a pity that it's too late, Chu Jie is here, and none of you can escape."

Speaking of this, she suddenly changed the topic, and a strange light flickered in her eyes: "But Chang Ye, you are very smart, and you are different from them. I pity you, appreciate you, and I don't want to kill you. Rather than waiting here to die , why not come with me."