Gate of God

"Help Fang Zhengzhen? Don't you think..." Yan Xiu's eyes were slightly slack, and he once again glanced at the battle that was almost completely overwhelming in the field, and his expression soon changed a little.

"Yes, this World League meeting will be related to the structure of the Holy Land in the future. The Yin and Yang Temple must become the final winner. Xiu...Will you?" Dao Xin nodded gently, his eyes very complicated. , There seems to be expectations, but also seems to have intolerance.

"The last winner..." Yan Xiu did not immediately answer Dao Xin's question, but quietly looked at Dao Xin in front of him, a little silent, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Xiu, I know that with your character, this kind of thing is disdain to do, but if you don't do it, once you let Fang Zhengzhi win this match, the future of Yin and Yang Temple may be..." Dao Xin said again.

"Is it necessary?" Yan Xiu interrupted Dao Xin's words.

"Huh." Daoxin nodded again.

"Can you tell me, why did Fang Zhengzhi want to kill you?" Yan Xiu fell silent again, but this time he did not stay silent for a long time, and suddenly asked again after a moment of silence.

"Because...you!" Daoxin's body trembled, and he affirmed immediately.

"Because of me?" Yan Xiu's expression froze, his face finally changed a little.

In fact, not only Yan Xiu, but also the elders of Dao Soul and Yin-Yang Hall heard Dao Xin's words, and there was also a clear change in their expressions. They seemed to want to say something, but when they saw Dao Xin After his glance, Dao Soul and several elders still did not speak.

And Dao Xin also spoke again at this time: "Yes, because of you, but the specific reason is too complicated. Now I don't have time to tell you all, but there is one thing you should know that the Lord and I saved you. "

"Well...I see." Yan Xiu nodded gently when he heard this, and instead of asking more, he took a step forward.

The mountain breeze blew past, and the Chinese dress fluttered.

Not too hesitant, after stepping out, Yan Xiu also rushed towards the field quickly, and his eyes became completely dark in an instant.

"Yan Xiu?!"

"How did he shoot?"

"Does Yinyang Temple want to help Nangonghao?"

Seeing Yan Xiu rushing out, all the disciples around Zongmen were also very surprised. After all, no one knew what Yan Xiu was doing when he rushed out at this time.

"No, Yan Xiu went to Nangong Hao!" Although a little surprised, the disciples of the Zongmen quickly discovered that Yan Xiu's goal was not to be honest, but Nangong Hao.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise.

Nangong Hao, who was already in a state of exhaustion, immediately flew out of five steps, and there was also a flash of surprise in his **** eyes.

However, soon, this surprise disappeared.

Because, he saw Yan Xiu.

Although, Yan Xiu's expression seems a bit strange now, it seems to have an inexplicable sense of coldness, but the appearance has not changed much.

"Sure enough, did you still shoot?" Nangong Hao's tone was a bit cold, but the huge consumption made the clothes behind him completely soaked.

"You don't seem to be surprised?" Yan Xiu stood quietly at the position where Nangong Hao stood just now, and a silver bone blood fan slowly appeared in his hand.

"Accident? Ha ha, I will be accidental when anyone shoots, but why do you accidentally?"

Although, he did not know the extent of Yan Xiu's current strength. After all, when he came, Yan Xiu's battle had already ended.

However, judging from Yan Xiu's just one blow, the attack power alone has far exceeded the ordinary holy land.

Is it...

Has Yan Xiu also entered the holy realm?

Nangonghao's heart was angry, but the corners of his mouth were a bit bitter. After all, the relationship between Yan Xiu and Fang Zhengzheng is something almost everyone knows.

Of course, this is the thought of Nangong Hao, but for the five gates of the sanctuary that have seen Yan Xiu's battle, the idea is not exactly the same.

"Yinyang Temple, is this to grab the power?" Mo Shanshi's eyes narrowed at this time, and his eyes were naturally fixed on Dao Soul and Dao Xin.

But whether in Dao Soul or Dao Xin, his face was basically covered by a mask and a light gauze, and the expression on the faces of the two people could not be seen at all.

"Yinyang Temple...what exactly do you want to do?" Mu Qingfeng's brows were also frowned. After all, when Yan Xiu was sent to fight at this time, no one would think it was as simple as a "help boxing" alone.

And in the Shadow Gate, Yan Qianli was also puzzled at the moment: "Did Xiu Er lose his memory? Why did he shoot at this time, did he not lose his memory?"

Some of Yan Qianli didn't quite understand it. After all, in his subconscious mind, he didn't want Yan Xiu to really lose his memory as the Heavenly Sage said.

"I'm afraid, it's Dao Xin's advice!" Tianxu Saint's eyes looked at the Dao Xin sitting in the Yin Yang Temple, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Tianxu old man, I don't agree with you. If Xiuer was taught by me personally since childhood, wouldn't it be wrong? I don't believe that he would justify a woman to make a legacy!" Yan Qianli retorted.

"If you lose your memory, your character will naturally change. What does this have to do with being taught by you?" Heavenly Sage Saint heard this and argued.

"Character is the root of humanity, just like the root of a tree. Does it mean to change?

"Senior Yan, you are arrogant!"

"Anyway, I don't believe that Xiuer will do anything contrary to conscience!"

"Master, Grandpa Yan, do you two have to keep arguing?" Wu Yu'er's voice sounded at this time, and there was a sense of helplessness on his face.

"Good, no more noisy." Tianxu Saint heard this and smiled bitterly, without any intention of arguing anymore, but when he looked at Yan Xiu standing in the field, there was an obvious worry in his expression: "I hope Old Man Yan is right this time..."

...

The disciples around Zongmen were surprised that when Yan Qianli quarreled with the Heavenly Sage Sage, Bai Fei, a young man who had been sitting directly in front of the Jiuding Mountain camp, was tapping the armrest of the chair with his hands.

Once, twice...

It's very stable, and the interval between each shot is exactly the same, which also represents his state of mind, calm and waveless, and there is no fluctuation due to changes in the field.

Compared with the calmness of youth Bai Fei, Fang Zhengzheng is somewhat casual.

As Xiao Gao's body withdrew at once, and then jumped to Yan Xiu's side, it felt like he was not in a desperate battle at all.

"Yan Xiu, you are here, and Nangong Hao is about to die. Let's get him together!" Fang Zhengzhi said while smiling at Yan Xiu.

"Together? Why, you will take the initiative to invite me together, don't you mind that I stand up at this time?" Yan Xiu's expression was slightly stunned, and his expression was a little weird.

"Mind? Why should I mind?" Fang Zhengzhen's eyes swept up and down from Yan Xiu's face to his feet, his face puzzled.

"Don't you mind?" Yan Xiu couldn't believe it.

"Speaking of which, I still care about one thing. In the end, how did the heart give you? You didn't let me kill her, and it seems to have joined the Yin and Yang Temple?" Fang Zhengzhi asked curiously.

"She saved me." Yan Xiu said indifferently.

"Well, I know this." Fang Zheng nodded straight, and then looked at the Dao Xin seated in the Yin Yang Temple: "So, you gave her up?"

"Up?" Yan Xiu didn't react at once.

"Isn't you going to her? That's her going to you? Oh... I remembered. When I kidnapped her last time I went to the Yin and Yang Temple, it seemed that I put you and her on a bed, but then you should be in a coma. Isn’t it right to wake up? Isn’t this a good thing?"

"..." Yan Xiu's lips moved, and he didn't know what to say for a while, but he heard one sentence clearly.

Go to Yin Yang Temple to kidnap her?

she was?

Dao Xin?

The main thing is, put me and Daoxin on a bed? Why, I never remembered this matter, and Daoxin never mentioned it.

While Yan Xiu was extremely puzzled and prepared to continue to ask questions, a flash of blood also appeared in front of him, a flash of blood with anger.

"Dead!" Nangong Hao was really angry. He was ignored again and again. How could he continue to endure listening to Fang Zhengzheng and Yan Xiu finish talking.

Blood shines.

The brutal and **** breath permeated the air. Obviously, Nangong Hao's sword came towards Yan Xiu and almost reached Yan Xiu in a flash.

Do nothing, do something!

This is a silent sword without any fluctuation.

Very fast!

However, there is a sword faster than this sword, and, the same silent, only a strange purple light across the sky.

"Boom!" The two swords met, the waves rolled, and the violent breath blew around, scraping the gravel on the ground, but Fang Zhengzheng did not hesitate to block Yan Xiu in front.

"Nangong Hao, why are you getting better and better, and actually playing sneak attacks, and, you still can't sneak attacks? La La La, are you very angry? If you are angry, you can say it or call it, ah ah Ah... Such a shout!" Fang Zhengzhi was cheating toward Nangong Hao while he was laughing.

"Fangzheng, I killed you!"

"Yo? Angry, angry is right, anyway, if I were you, I can't bear it anymore." Fang Zhengzhi smiled in the corner of his mouth, a punch directly hit Nangong Hao's Wuwei sword.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise.

Nangong Hao's face was red, his body backed up again, and his chest was undulating, apparently under anxiety, and there was a sign of blood spray.

"Wow, don't bear it. Anyway, early vomiting and late vomiting are all vomiting. Spout the blood in your mouth, so at least you can still be a fountain before you die, right?"

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood was sprayed directly from Nangonghao's mouth. It was never once that Nangonghao's anger reached the current level.

Such a scene undoubtedly made the disciples around Zongmen speechless.

If at this time let them choose the opponent they do not want to meet in their hearts, then undoubtedly 10% of them will choose integrity without hesitation.

Wubi, there is a difference between winning and losing, this is no problem, but when encountering such a Wubi, it is estimated that anyone's heart will leave a shadow.

Because it is more than a matter of losing and winning.

It's a shame...

The most important thing is that the strength of Fangzheng's integrity is ridiculously strong.

Nangong Hao's strength is undoubtedly tough, but when Nangong Hao touches the integrity above, it is more a disaster than a battle.

"Cultivation!" Daoxin's voice sounded at this time, not too big, but it could be clearly transmitted to Yan Xiu's ears.

Yan Xiu's hand holding the silver-bone blood fan tightened slightly, and he looked at Nangonghao, who was already clearly losing. Without any hesitation in his expression, he rushed straight up.

"Scarlet mountains and rivers!"

Countless black rays also rose from the ground. It was a black awn like a claw, dancing in the air, forming a huge picture of mountains and rivers.

However, this picture of mountains and rivers is no longer bright red...

It is dark and ink.

Nangong Hao's expression changed slightly, because he could feel the powerful breath of this **** mountain and river map, and the coldness like Hell Shura made him feel a trembling heart.

"Sura Road? Why does it feel different?" Nangong Hao was puzzled.

But ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's clearly not a time for doubt now, the **** mountains and rivers cover his surroundings, giving his body a quagmire feeling.

The most important thing is that there seems to be an infinite killer hidden in it.

Without too much hesitation, the blood in his eyes turned madly, and the eight blood symbols rotated, and the black light around his body also continuously poured into his body.

But Fang Zhengzhi's figure also moved again at this time. After years of tacit understanding, he naturally knew what kind of moves Yan Xiu would use.

Although the **** mountains and rivers in front of me seem a little different, Fang Zhengzhi is not a person who cares about the details.

Red or black?

Obviously unimportant.

At the moment when the Scarlet Mountains and Rivers Chart appeared, Founder flew straight to the top of the Scarlet Mountains and Rivers Chart, and his entire body was fully integrated into the Scarlet Mountains and Rivers Chart in an instant.

Then, a streamer also fell from the **** mountains and rivers.

Nangong Hao's body trembled, just ready to flash away, and that stream of light had reached him in front of him, just like the glory that suddenly bloomed in the night.

"Thorn!" Blood spewed.

It was a sword that pierced from the shoulder and almost cut the chest completely. If Nangong Hao stepped back half a step at the last minute of the mission, his arm would be completely cut off.

"Good, Fang Zhengzhi and Yan Xiu's cooperation is too good!"

"Yes!"

"Nangong Hao will definitely lose if such two people fight one!"

The disciples around Zongmen looked at Nangonghao's shoulder with a bone mark on their shoulders.

When Yan Xiu saw this scene, he frowned deeply, looked at Nangong Hao, and looked at Fang Zhengzheng who couldn't see a bright smile in the distance: "Why does he seem to know that I will use this trick?" "