I, Long Jun, am not short!

Yan Cijing had been watching the movements of Xuan Yun and the silver-haired man, and now he shook his head slightly: "This is not the scariest thing yet."

Jiu Ling was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand martial arts, so he didn't understand Yan Cijing's meaning: "Then what is the scariest thing?"

Yan Cijing said: "His moves are fatal."

Jiuling didn't realize it for a while: "So what, even if his tricks are vicious, he can't hurt Xuanyun at all. The strength of the two is still far away. As long as Xuanyun maintains the current state, he can do something with Xuanyun." nor."

Chu Xian also shook his head: "That's not necessarily the case, can Xuan Yun maintain the current state?"

Jiuling frowned slightly: "So what if you can't keep it, even if Xuanyun's ability can't keep the current state, he won't be suppressed by him, besides, there is still you, the worst plan is just the two of you joining forces. Where is it scary?"

Yan Cijing glanced at Jiu Ling, then shook his head and let out a soft snort indifferently.

Jiu Ling's face remained unchanged, and his smile was like a spring breeze: "Master Qing Jun, do you have other opinions? I am not good at martial arts, so Qing Jun might as well tell me directly, so that I can see how capable you are."

These two people disliked each other in the first place—there are too many reasons to say—neither of them wanted to save face for the other, Jiu Ling was in a dilemma anyway, and he didn’t want to offend Yan Cijing too much, Yan Cijing But there is no reason to save face for Jiu Ling, it is because of Chu Xian's face that he did not fight, it is almost a dream to let him talk to Jiu Ling properly.

Yan Cijing said unceremoniously: "The scary thing is not Emperor Xuanyun's state, but that man did not show any fatigue in the high-intensity battle, and still maintained his original state, and he has been recruiting from the very beginning. Deadly, there is no buffer time. Not only did Emperor Xuanyun leave room for death, but so did he."

And it can be seen directly that Xuan Yun left room, mainly because he was much lighter, even Jiu Ling could see it, but the silver-haired man was still so ruthless when he left room, or else I know Xuan Yun's tricks too well, or he is more ruthless than now or has really reached a state of superb martial arts, and he can switch to any state at will.

Except for Yan Cijing who had been observing their battle, even Chu Xian, who had been busy suppressing Shanshui, only watched for a short while without realizing it. It was only when he said "a move is fatal" that he realized it, and Jiu Ling didn't notice it at all, and only then did his back feel cold.

Chu Xian followed his words and continued: "What's more, you also said that the worst strategy is me and Xuanyun joining forces. If we join forces directly, what should the Demon Lord do? This is obviously to help the Demon Realm. Both of us are holding back in combat power, so we count on you as a Wenshen to fight against the Demon Lord? Besides, what about Bihai Yuntian? If something happens to the seal, Xuanyun and I have to pass at least one. Right now I can’t You can only rely on Xuanyun himself to go forward, if it really doesn't work, I can't go even if Cijing is going to help."

After all, Yan Cijing is only the king of the demon world. Few people know him except the demon world, and even fewer people know his strength. Both Jun and God of War Xuanyun were held back. Could it be that Emperor Zhangwen Jiuling pulled Yan Cijing and said, "This is Qingjun who came from Bihaiyuntian. He is very powerful, Demon Lord, so don't act rashly"?

Not to mention anything else, isn't this crazy!

Xuanyun really doesn't need Chu Xian's help for the time being. He has long since thrown Changfeng aside and replaced it with his own Moyan sword. Compared with Changfeng, Moyan has deep and stable spiritual power, and it is indeed more suitable for the current situation.

The silver-haired man fought him with only a dagger, and seemed to be losing everything, but Xuanyun knew very well that he was definitely the one who would lose the wind if he continued to fight like this.

It's strange to say that this person obviously doesn't look like Emperor Ancheng at all, but Xuanyun has an inexplicable sense of familiarity. After he tried a few tricks secretly, his heart became more and more suspicious.

It’s not right to say that he is definitely not Emperor Ancheng, he uses the method of the heavens for all his moves, that’s all, but there are always a few moves that Emperor Ancheng taught Xuanyun before, Chu Xian may Can't see it, but Xuan Yun is very clear, he can't remember anything and will not forget who taught his usual moves.

But let’s say he is Ancheng Dijun, not to mention his temperament and stature. Since Ancheng Dijun passed the power of God of War to Xuanyun, it is absolutely impossible to have such skills, not only Yan Cijing can see The man left room, Xuan Yun, the authority figure, was much clearer than them.

Moreover, the demonic energy and inexplicable death energy in him cannot be faked. Xuanyun recalled the arrogance that looked down on the world when Emperor Ancheng was there.

Until the silver-haired man turned around and accidentally revealed a small cinnabar mole behind his ear.

Xuan Yun took a breath of cold air lightly.

He didn't pay much attention to the back of that Ke Qing's ear in the heaven that day, but just glanced over unintentionally, knowing that there was only a small red mole there, and he would never put Ke Qing and Xuan Yun together in the Demon Realm Yes I do.

But this time he saw it clearly, the little cinnabar mole was exactly the same as the one he used to see when he was young, even the location was exactly the same.

Xuanyun was in a trance and missed a move, and the silver-haired man just caught the handle, and the dagger pierced through the air and pierced straight towards Xuanyun's neck.

Xuan Yun took a few steps back quickly, but suddenly stopped still, raised his neck slightly to expose a piece of smooth skin to the cold white blade, and let the sword light slash across his neck A line of blood.

The silver-haired man held a short sword and looked at Xuanyun indifferently through the mask. The blade of the sword rested on Xuanyun's neck, but he didn't draw any further. He has a pair of beautiful eyes. Earlier, he only needed narrow and long eye ends. Raising the corners of the eyes and brows is a look of pride.

But at this time, his eyes were as unwavering as a pool of stagnant water. If you look carefully, you might be able to catch a faint bright color from the depths of his eyes, as if it was the last gleam of light in your life.

It was also at this time that he said the first sentence: "Why don't you hide."

Xuanyun stared straight into his eyes, and slowly said: "Master once said that if you can't win quickly, you can overwhelm others, if you don't have both, you will only die if you retreat, you must face difficulties , only to find the solution."

The silver-haired man seemed to be smiling, or maybe it was just a sneer. He said softly: "You remember what he said clearly. But I can neither restrain you with speed nor force you. What are you doing to meet him?"

It was as if he never asked questions for the purpose of asking, and his tone was indifferent and steady, as if he was just saying "today's weather is good."

Is the weather nice today?Really good.

While thinking this way, Xuan Yun said: "Master, this disciple dare not look down on you."

The silver-haired man shook his head slightly: "I am not your master. Your master is the god of war in the heavens, Emperor Ancheng."

He said, "I'm just Ancheng."

Before he finished speaking, the mask on his face disappeared without a trace, revealing an incomparable face.

The previous god of war in the heavens, Emperor Jun Ancheng, has an amazingly handsome face since he was born, almost so beautiful that it is impossible to find a better-looking person in the six worlds.

As for Emperor Jiuling, who was later regarded as the most beautiful by the goddesses and immortals in the sky, he was actually no better than Emperor Ancheng when he was young. wanton and arrogant demeanor.

Even when he abdicated, Emperor Ancheng went to the lower realm with a high-spirited arrogance.Unexpectedly, when we met again, the once enviable arrogance disappeared completely, leaving only indifference and coldness.

It was still that face of peerless beauty, but it was so unfamiliar that Xuan Yun didn't dare to recognize it.

Xuan Yun called him softly: "Master, what do you mean?"

Ancheng raised his eyelids, and his hands added more strength, his tone was terrifyingly calm: "I am not your master. Emperor Xuanyun, do you think you deserve to call me master?"

Xuanyun didn't seem to feel the pain: "The disciple has lost the teaching of the master, the master forgives the sin, don't get angry."

And Chu Xian Jiuling who was standing on the other side looked at each other, but couldn't say anything except "It's true".

Chu Xian frowned and wanted to go there: "What do you think Emperor Ancheng is doing? Did he want to kill Xuanyun? How did Xuanyun offend him? I think Xuanyun is usually obedient enough, he What exactly do you want to do?"

Jiu Ling said softly: "You ask me, who am I to ask, Emperor Ancheng?"

Chu Xian is impatient, and he was about to move on the spot: "No, I have to go over and have a look. It's fine if Emperor Ancheng is crazy, and Xuanyun is also crazy, right? He doesn't know if he is hiding. If he doesn't hide, it's fine and let Emperor Ancheng take it." Pointing the knife, in case Emperor Ancheng..."

Jiu Ling said: "Come back! You said that you can't be held back and eat by yourself?"

Chu Xian hurriedly said: "The situation is different. No one dared to be sure that it was Emperor Ancheng just now, and Xuanyun is not in any danger. Even if there is something, it is okay to ask Ci Jing to help. What should I do if there is no acquaintance in this situation? It’s fine if you are not familiar with Emperor Ancheng, I have been taught by him anyway, so I’m sure..."

But before Chu Xian finished speaking, there was the neighing of horseshoes not far from Lianhuan City, and the sound of horns that shook the sky. Both Chu Xian and Jiu Ling were taken aback, and Chu Xian murmured: "This is really... ...what to be afraid of, the rhythm of death..."

Jiuling was still calm: "It doesn't matter what the demon army is, as long as the demon master doesn't come, everything can be said, even if the demon master arrives, you stay here and wait for news from Bihaiyuntian at any time. I'll go."

Chu Xian had already held the Changfeng Sword in his hand: "You are crazy and you go up to seek death? It is obvious that you don't need to be a warrior. You have to fight for work. Stay here and I will take someone there."

Yan Cijing stood beside him: "I'll be with you, don't worry."

Chu Xian paused, then turned to look at him: "Ci Jing, I don't want you to go. That's your uncle, anyway, you are related by blood."

Yan Cijing smiled slightly: "When he wanted me to die, he didn't remember any blood relationship. Xianxian wanted to recover some grievances for me, and I also wanted to give him back what I have suffered for you."

An Cheng turned his head to look outside the city, with a weird smile on his lips: "This is just the beginning of this good show."

Xuan Yun's eyes narrowed sharply: "Master, what is that on your forehead!"

There was a faint red light on the forehead of Emperor Ancheng, and one of the falling magic seals was particularly alluring.

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