Three days before the end of rebirth

good!

This word made Zhao Yumeng's eyes tremble.

Women like Zhao Yumeng are used to being alone, and they always deliberately keep a distance when getting along with others. Even if they join the Tushan Sect since childhood, their relationship with the people in the same sect is average. Even if they know that Chu Jingyue may

When she died in the hands of Chen Xinglie, she just said a few words to ask Chen Xinglie to look aside and no longer cared about Chu Jingyue's life or death.

No friends!

Zhao Yumeng has always been alone, aloof and lonely. She is not like ordinary girls at all, who likes to hold the hands of her best friends and sisters and look intimate.

She has never even held a girl's hand.

Now that things have happened, Chen Xinglie touched his shoulder and said "good boy"...

How does Zhao Yumeng adapt to this?

Goosebumps all over my body!

The cooler and self-cleaning a person is, the lower the sensitivity threshold for physical contact and the greater the reaction.

On the contrary, the more bold and unrestrained a person is, the higher the threshold is. For example, those young men and young ladies who sell jokes in brothels will not feel anything at all when they are patted on the shoulder. Even if they are touched randomly, they will not cause much disturbance in their hearts.

Zhao Yumeng is different.

…

"Um."

Zhao Yumeng nodded absentmindedly, moved lightly, and stood beside Chen Xinglie. The martial arts momentum that had been rising on his body suddenly stagnated at this moment, as if he had forgotten what he was planning to do just now.

Chen Xinglie couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In my memory, the first time I had close contact with Zhao Yumeng, I was kicked directly in the thigh by this woman and flew twenty or thirty meters away...

At that time, it seemed that he was stalking and licking a dog, and he tried his best to catch up with Fairy Yumeng of Tushan Sect.

Although he didn't end up with nothing, he finally got what he wanted and got Zhao Yumeng's sincerity.

But the whole process was far less enjoyable than it is now.

man……

You should be domineering and gentle like a man. How can you just be a licker? Be strong when you should be strong, and be considerate when you should be considerate!

Chen Xinglie was deeply touched.

"Lord Chang Air, do you have the courage to fight with me?"

Chen Xinglie stopped Changkong Wuji who was about to turn around and leave. He put his right hand into his sleeve and asked proudly: "Could it be that the dignified commander of the Xifeng Army is a coward? No wonder the battle in Shuangcheng was a disastrous defeat in Northern Xinjiang.

And come back. Sure enough, one general was incompetent and killed the three armies!"

Clang…

The big sword slowly came out of his sleeve.

The appearance of this sword is much more majestic than the swords carried by ordinary martial arts practitioners.

Look at this sword, it’s long and big...

Chen Xinglie raised the big sword high and assumed the starting position of the Void Condensing Sword Technique. The sword pointed at the top of his head, and the sharp sword intent rose into the sky.

hiss!

The roof of Feiyun Tower let out a sharp cry like cracking silk, and was struck by the sword's will, disintegrating into a huge hole.

The light of the stars and moon shone from the cave, shining on Chen Xinglie.

At this moment, it was as if thousands of stars in the entire night sky were all shining their light on Chen Xinglie.

As soon as the starting move of the Void Condensing Sword Technique came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Yingxiong crawled up from the ground and stood behind Chen Xinglie fearfully, fearing that they would be affected by the remaining power of the sword and be killed by Chen Xinglie. After all, when Chen Xinglie killed Guang Zhengping, the sword light was rampant in the courtyard.

Sweeping across, the palace towers and courtyard trees were chopped into pieces.

Cao Bi suddenly remembered what Chen Xinglie had done in Qingyun City these days: opening the sky with one sword, killing Xian Yuchong and running away. Even a master like Zhao Yumeng could not kill him in front of Chen Xinglie.

The second sword...

"Chen Xinglie! If you have something to say, please say it!"

Cao Bi was shocked and shouted: "Why go to war?"

"Oh!"

Chen Xinglie smiled coldly, his eyes were like stars, and his pupils were as dark as an abyss, and he said calmly: "If the sect continues to make noise, I will stay in Qingyang Sect and will not leave!"

Cao Bi's eyes were stiff: "This..."

If you really don’t want to leave, that’s fine!

There is such a evil star in the Qingyang Sect. From now on, Cao Bi, the sect leader, will probably become a nominal sect leader without any actual power. Everything will depend on Chen Xinglie's eyes.

With Chen Xinglie's ability to stir up trouble, Qingyang Sect is afraid that there will never be peace again!

This is simply an ancestor!

Qingyang Ancestral Temple is small, how can it withstand Chen Xinglie's torment?

Qingyang Sect cannot accommodate this great god!

Cao Bi was unwilling to continue persuading, so he only gave Changkong Wuji an expression that said "I have tried my best, my sect master", and said using the secret transmission technique: "Chief Changkong, this sect master has said everything that needs to be said. The chief of the army thinks that

, your strength far exceeds that of Tushan Sect Zhao Yumeng, so let’s have a showdown with Chen Xinglie. After all, Zhao Yumeng only has a chance to strike with one sword in front of Chen Xinglie..."

Changkong Wuji's eyes flickered, as if he turned around and ran away.

However, as the leader of the Xifeng Army, and as a general commanding an army of 100,000 people, Changkong Wuji has his own dignity.

Previously, Chen Xinglie only said that he could use his head and leave as he left. But now that Chen Xinglie even said the words "One general is incapable of killing an entire army", how could Changkong Wuji turn around and leave without caring?

At this time, if he flees without fighting, the morale of the army will be shaken if the news spreads.

If people's hearts are lost, how can they lead the team?

Why lead a rebellion with his men?

How else could he seek to usurp the throne?

Changkong Wuji was a little tangled, a feeling of being unable to get off a tiger spread in his heart, he couldn't retreat, and he seemed to be unable to defeat him even if he fought.

What to do?

Changkong Wuji had no choice but to bite the bullet, raised his big halberd, and said with a fierce expression: "My dear nephew, my military commander is thinking about the friendship with Brother Jiuyuan in the past, so I have been tolerant to you again and again. If you don't know how to advance or retreat, you will be stubborn and ineffective.

, Don’t blame me for not caring about my past feelings!"

Chen Xinglie shook his head, with a touch of sarcasm in his tone, and said: "If the military leader really misses his past friendship, why not kill himself with a sword and offer the head with his own hands?"

This is nothing to talk about.

Changkong Wuji turned the halberd in his hand and shouted: "Then I, the military leader, will come and learn the methods of my wise nephew!"

The war is coming.

There was a moment of quietness all around.

Everyone was staring at Chen Xinglie and Changkong Wuji, except Zhao Yumeng and Shi Feiyu. The two of them stared at the big sword in Chen Xinglie's hand, feeling the pure sword intention of the Void Condensing Sword Technique, with deep thoughts in their eyes.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Zhao Yumeng's eyes were trembling.

Shi Feiyu's palm faintly leaked a hint of sword energy, and he thought to himself: "I don't know how long it will take me to practice the Art of Disillusionment and Destruction of All Heavens' Scenery before I can be like Xing Lie and be as arrogant as the world..."

Zheng!

The sword sounds suddenly.

The big sword in Chen Xinglie's hand suddenly slashed down, and the sword pointed directly at Wuji in the sky, shooting out an extremely bright sword energy, dazzling with brilliance, as if the infinite stars in the void above his head were all integrated into Chen Xinglie's palm, and then condensed out

This sword...

Zhao Yumeng looked at the sword light in Chen Xinglie's hand and felt the sharp and mysterious sword intent of the Void Condensing Sword Technique, her eyes filled with wonder.

"I have practiced the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra. I have been reincarnated countless times, and the memories of countless martial arts are all in my heart. From the East Continent to the West Continent, all the countries in the world, and thousands of sects, I have all been impressed by the profound and profound techniques."

"Chen Lang's sword technique is extremely mysterious. It must be a rare mysterious technique in the world, but I don't have any memory of it."

"Sure enough, as Chen Lang said, the biggest weakness of the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra is that it cannot 'refine the heart in the mortal world'. During the reincarnation, it will make me forget the mortal world, forget Chen Lang, and forget those things related to him.

He has completely forgotten everything, including the sword technique he practiced."

"Mr. Chen..."

Zhao Yumeng sighed quietly in his heart.

She had no idea that the Void Condensing Sword Technique performed by Chen Xinglie was a peerless technique originated from the Empress of the Upper Realm. It was not a martial arts technique from the lower realm at all. It had nothing to do with what Chen Xinglie said about refining the heart in the world of mortals.

relation.

It's a pity that women like to think too much.

No matter how aloof and arrogant Zhao Yumeng is, in the final analysis, she is still a pure woman.

Such a trick...

Naturally, Changkong Wuji had never seen it before. He was horrified and didn't know how to deal with it for a while. Fortunately, he had been on the battlefield for many years and had rich experience in life and death fights. Changkong Wuji had noticed it in advance before Chen Xinglie slashed the sword.

Chen Xinglie was about to take action and immediately shouted: "A hundred battles on the yellow sand!"

Whoosh!

A sudden strong wind blew up from Changkong Wuji's body, and smoke billowed from the sky.

This is his martial arts momentum.

The moment the sword light hit, the wind and smoke wrapped around Changkong Wuji's whole body, turning into a golden armor. It gathered into a frightening and tragic aura on the battlefield, directly arousing Changkong Wuji's martial arts aura to the point where he could fight with

The tenth level of martial arts, a level comparable to the dragon level masters...

Changkong Wuji did not dare to block Chen Xinglie's sword blade, so he took advantage of being prepared in advance and took a step across to reach a few feet away.

Boom!

Changkong Wuji landed and stood firm, and the whole Feiyun Tower shook.

The sword edge fell, as if it was about to cut through the air.

But at this moment, Chen Xinglie smiled.

The sword edge suddenly disappeared on the spot, as if jumping and teleporting in the void, directly in front of Guan Shanyuan who was standing at the entrance of the ladder.

This sword shows no warning!

Guan Shanyuan was extremely frightened and hurriedly stepped aside to resist.

Unfortunately it's too late.

The sword edge had reached Guan Shanyuan's chest, and like cutting paper, it cut through the secret treasure soft armor that Guan Shanyuan was wearing, and chopped it off along the shoulder...

Secret Treasure: Great Sword

Attributes: Tough and damage-free, sharp and armor-piercing!

How can a piece of secret treasure software withstand the sharp edge of a big sword?

Guan Shanyuan was covered in blood, and his body slowly fell to the ground, regretting that he should not stay in Feiyun Tower.

"This is... Shengdong... Hitting the West..."

Guan Shanyuan made a sound in his mouth and said his last words, thinking with great regret: "It would have been better to leave earlier, but now I have committed my life here. Chen Xinglie is really treacherous.

We were obviously fighting against Changkong Wuji, but suddenly a sword struck in the east and west. I...I was completely unprepared..."

When Changkong Wuji flashed his sword, he turned around and looked around, but he only saw Guan Shanyuan covered in blood. He didn't even see clearly how the sword struck Guan Shanyuan.

"This... what kind of sword art is this!"

Changkong Wuji opened his eyes wide and thought to himself: "Could it be that this sword really integrates the essence of the infinite stars in the void universe into one sword?"

Just as Changkong Wuji was guessing, he suddenly felt something was wrong!

There is something very wrong with a certain part of my body!

That's a key part...

A very important part...

A piece of chrysanthemum arrow talisman is inserted...

boom!

The thunderous explosion was deafening.

The lower half of Changkong Wuji's body was blasted with blood and flesh flying everywhere, setting off a billowing mist of blood. He suddenly lost his balance. He could only grab the crescent halberd's shaft, plunge it into the floor, and hold it tightly as a crutch.

He barely managed to avoid falling to the ground.

"withdraw!"

Changkong Wuji pushed the halberd pole violently, and with the force of the rebound when the halberd pole bent, his body flew off the ground like a cannonball, smashing into the wooden wall of Feiyun Tower, and fled in an instant, disappearing into the night.

.

More than a dozen sergeants followed closely behind and disappeared quickly.

Chen Xinglie had already taken out the second chrysanthemum arrow talisman and wanted to make some repairs. No, it was a last-ditch attack...

However, in the system's aiming interface, Changkong Wuji can no longer be locked.

this?

Chen Xinglie frowned, secretly communicated with the beautiful girl in the system, and asked: "Did your computer crash? Or was it infected by a virus? Or is there a bug?"

The soul asks three questions in a row.

The beautiful girl in the system responded arrogantly: "Bah! You just crashed!"

Chen Xinglie asked: "Then why can't you lock Changkong Wuji?"

The beautiful girl in the system said angrily: "You have exploded Changkong Wuji's anus. There is no target. How can you aim the chrysanthemum arrow talisman?"

oh……

Chen Xinglie understood immediately.

A clever woman cannot make a meal without rice.

Archery also has to be done with the right aim.

Changkong Wuji has been shot with the Flower Arrow Talisman, so of course he can no longer target this person unless...

Unless I make another chrysanthemum for Changkong Wuji.

"I understand, but your chrysanthemum arrow talisman is a bit weak..."

Chen Xinglie nodded, stared at the crescent halberd stuck on the ground, and sighed in his heart: "Changkong Wuji is indeed a master of the ninth martial arts realm, the nine calamities realm. His strength is far superior to that of the cloaked man who was shot to death by me."

Wei Xing

Above. Wei Xing, the cloaked man, is an elder of Liusha Sect and a cultivator of Zhenzhen Realm. After being hit by the chrysanthemum arrow talisman, half of his body was blown to pieces. When he arrived at Changkong Wuji, after being shot and exploded, he was only seriously injured, but

Can’t be shot to death…”

The beautiful girl from the system muttered: "Wei Xing, the cloaked man, was not shot to death. He was shot to death and fell off a thousand-foot cliff to his death!"

Did he fall to death?

If you think about it carefully, you really fell to death.

Chen Xinglie recalled what happened back then, and a smile appeared on his lips.

It doesn't matter if you can't shoot him to death.

Even the anus is exploded, how much strength is left?

A piece of chrysanthemum arrow talisman killed the masters of the ninth level of martial arts, and the masters of the nine calamities level fled...

This wave is not a loss!

As for the pursuit?

Changkong Wuji's escape speed is simply faster than ordinary flying war beasts, which is breathtaking and unmatched.

How can I catch up with this?

At this moment, Chen Xinglie heard the system prompt tone.

"bite!"

"Congratulations to the host. In full view of the public, you shot the world-famous Xifeng Army leader Changkong Wuji into a chrysanthemum, completing the hidden mission of 'The Crazy Demon'!"

"Reward 200 BOSS points and draw once."

…

**What the hell is a madman?

System pretty girl, please stop being so naughty, how can we still be friends if you act like this?

Chen Xinglie silently opened the lottery interface.

Draw a prize.

Shocked.