Brother Chen, Can You Stay Away From Me?

   “Boom!”

    A dull roar came from the circle.

    Both Xilin Mochen and Zi Chan’s speeds were astonishing. The two seemed to touch each other very quickly, and then they separated very quickly.

    Xilin Mochen was slashed by Zi Chan’s sword and flew all over, and fell heavily into the mist.

    Zi Chan’s situation was not getting better either. One of the two purple swords had been broken, and the precious light disappeared. Obviously, this flying sword was completely useless.

    While spitting blood out, he looked at the figure in the mist, and said: “The magic of Jiuqu Town is really well-deserved!”

    Xilin Mochen quickly climbed up from the mist, and then covered it with his hand. Chest, staggered back.

    On his chest, there was a terrifying sword wound that stretched from his left shoulder to his waist and abdomen. The flesh and blood on it were rolled, and bones were even visible in some places. It almost went deep into the internal organs, shocking.

    But around him, Jiukouzhen’s devilish energy was still pitch black as ink, flying around him, as agile as ever.

    The sword used by Zi Chan just now was blocked by Jiukou Zhen’s devilish energy, so he couldn’t make any progress.

    The sword qi was eventually forced back by the devil-suppressing qi, causing Zi Chan to be injured.

    Xilin Mochen walked up to Zi Chan again, looked down at his wound, and said, “You cut off my junior Feijian, and I also cut you off. Today we counted the two.”

    Zi Chan shook his head. He paused and said: “Within three years, I will definitely go to you to repay today’s humiliation.”

    When he said, he spit out another mouthful of blood, spraying his front all over the front.

    Xilin Mochen thought for a while, and said seriously: “I will always be in the Tianmen battlefield for the past three years. You can come to me at any time, and I will be with you at any time… But after three years, I should be a sixth-rank, if you don’t When you reach the sixth rank, don’t be so boring.”

    “Okay!”

    Zi Chan nodded and made a casual move. The remaining flying sword flew off his hand and got in.

    “Then I’ll send you out.”

    Xilin Mochen opened his mouth and swallowed all the Nine Mouths of Devil Qi before he hit the flying needle on the top of his head a little bit, and the flying needle flew towards Zi Chan’s head very quickly. .

    “Huh!” The

    white light flashed.

    Zi Chan’s body disappeared instantly, and was sent out of the secret realm by Langyuan Yuhuan.

    ……

    ……

    Outside the secret realm, everyone was shocked.

    Zi Chan was the strongest two in the secret realm this time, but unexpectedly they were sent out without even opening the second-tier secret realm channel.

    Of course, Xilin Mochen was not an ordinary person, but no one thought that his strength was so strong that he would defeat Zi Chan.

    Zi Chan is the reincarnation of ancient Xiu with amazing talent. Now among the reincarnations of ancient Xiu in Juzhou sects, no one is stronger than him.

    The two major cultivators of the Three Gods Spiritual Sect both seemed a little depressed.

    Losing one of the places to enter the second-tier secret realm for no reason is impossible without degrading.

    On the other hand, the several great monks of Zhen Mozong were all smiles, obviously very pleased with Xilin Mochen’s record.

    He looked at Bei Yan, and asked with a smile: “Friend Bei Yan Daoist, what do you think of this Xilin Mochen of the Demon Sect in my town?”

    Bei Yan did not hesitate: “It’s really extraordinary.” After a

    slight pause, he said again. : “In the future, he will be the one who will carry the tripod of the Demon Sect in the town.” The

    Hearing Prison was originally a habitual move to tease Bei Yan, but he didn’t expect Bei Yan to be so generous with praise. Whether it’s self-effacing or continuing to move, it doesn’t matter. It was great, but it made him a little bit at a loss.

    Master Donglin laughed dumbly: “The Northern Yan Taoists are too unkind. This time, your Qingyu Immortal Sect’s gold and wood design caused Zichan to fight against Xilin Mochen. One was sent out of the secret realm and the other was injured. The one who benefits, how can a fellow Taoist pretend to be confused?”

    Hearing the prison, he immediately understood, and his face became a little difficult to look like: “You disciples of Immortal Sect Qingyu are really intrigued.”

    Bei Yan smiled and said, “This kid is still quick-witted.” He paused

    slightly . , He pointed to the image grid on the top of his head, and said: “It’s just that it’s not useful for everyone. It just so happens that Xilin Mochen and Zichan have a rift.”

    Bei Yan said the truth, except for Xilin Mochen and Zichan. A pair, the rest of Hyun Ga and Qingbing, Zong Hyun and Qu Wuzi, Gaw Kwang and the remaining disciple of Myo Lingzong did not fight.

    Jue Guang and the Miao Ling Sect disciple even joined hands, combing the Qi machine and breaking the formation together.

    Hearing glanced at the image grid, a little speechless, so it seemed that it really had nothing to do with the disciple of the Qingyu Immortal Sect.

    At this

    moment– “Huh!” In

    the image grid of the Miao Lingzong disciple, a sword light flashed, and it cut at him very quickly.

    Everyone was startled and couldn’t help watching.

    That sword light obviously belonged to the golden wood of the Qingyu Immortal Sect. He had made many shots before, and everyone had already known it.

    The disciple of the Miao Lingzong was slightly startled, and immediately reacted, offering a net of unknown material, and heading directly towards the sword light cover.

    At the same time, Jueguang also moved, with a pinch of fingers, a flying sword shot out, with orange-yellow tail flames, fierce.

    Both of them are four-rank Dzogchen cultivators, and with two against one, even if they are facing fifth-rank cultivators, they are not incompetent.

    But in that moment-

    “Forbidden!” A

    huge rune suddenly emerged from the mist, quickly enlarged and blurred, and finally became invisible.

    It’s array talisman again…

    Everyone can see clearly and know well.

    In the image grid, Jueguang and the Miao Lingzong disciple were banned and could not move.

    Jin Mu burst out from the mist very quickly, and the sword’s edge cleverly bypassed the mesh magic weapon and approached the head of the disciple of the Miao Lingzong.

    “Bang!” A

    hint of horror flashed through the eyes of the Miao Lingzong disciple, but as soon as Jianfeng swept towards his neck, a red light suddenly soared from his chest, just to resist Jianfeng.

    “Huh?”

    Jin Mu let out a soft groan, and the hand that was holding the sword in both hands stretched out, covering the face of the disciple of the Miao Lingzong.

    A weird plant grew out of his palm, violently spraying out a black mist.

    The black mist was thick as ink, like a living thing, quickly wrapped around the red shield of the Miaoling Sect disciple, and leaked into it.

    “Fate Favor?” On the

    side of Miao Lingzong, a large monk let out a soft cry, full of surprise.

    The rest of the people immediately showed their faces in a daze, as if they were trying to understand something.

    This disciple of the Qingyu Immortal Sect has always used a giant sword to fight in close quarters.

    This huge sword is obviously not his natal magic weapon, it’s just a weapon.

    Everyone here is a great monk, so naturally they have extraordinary vision.

    They could see that the disciple of the Qingyu Immortal Sect had been concealing clumsy, and deliberately did not use his own natal magic weapon.

    But until then, they didn’t know that this kid had no natal magic weapon, only natal magic pet.

    This plant should be his natural destiny.

    Although I don’t know what this fate pet is and what capabilities it has, just looking at the current “inkjet” hand, we know that it is not the kind of pet that is good at fighting.