"But Feng Xiaolian is just aware of his daughter. Maybe you can't be the same as her. Just set a ten gold. There are still many people who are willing to spend money to see you. Will Yan Wushi come here too?"

He said leisurely, as if he finally felt that he had teased enough prey, and reached out to get the mountains and rivers and the sword of sadness.

Sang Jingxing didn't see this sword, because his martial arts were not mainly used to use swords. However, the sword that was the best in the world in the past had special significance no matter what. When it comes to the world, it was a magic weapon that everyone wanted to seize.

"If you are willing to accept your favor, I might be gentler to you..." Sang Jingxing said, touching the hilt of the sword.

But at that moment, something happened suddenly!

The sword light suddenly exploded in front of my eyes, turning from a white light into millions of brilliances!

Along with the brilliant and colorful sword light, the fierce murderous aura hits the face. The internal force containing the strong true energy is like a surging sea tides, instantly wind and thunder are everywhere, rain and snow are rolling on the ground!

Sang Jingxing was shocked, and his hand that he wanted to stretch out could only quickly retract and retreat quickly to avoid the opponent's violent attack.

The people who can Huo Xijing are naturally not weak people who can be slaughtered. Although Sang Jingxing has many insults in his words, he always keeps a little vigilant in his heart, just because it is common for people in the Demon Sect to fight each other. Every time he goes up, it means he has to deal with the sword lights and swords coming from different directions. If Sang Jingxing was a blind and arrogant person, he would have long been unable to live today.

But until now, he found that he still underestimated Shen Qiao.

While he retreated quickly, he also slapped a palm, but the sword light covered the sky and the moon without leaking water. Even his palm wind could not penetrate for a moment, and it was completely dissolved invisible.

Is this Shen Qiao who has almost completely lost his martial arts skills?!

Sang Jingxing was shocked and suspicious, almost suspected that Shen Qiao and Yan Wushi had conspired to plot against him.

But he had no time to think more. The sword energy had reached his sight, as sharp as the sound of thunder, as glorious as the sun and the moon, the wind and waves of the sky, the sea and mountains were vast, swallowing and spitting out all things, and transforming into ten thousand. This contained infinite sword intent, endless, connected, like a shadow, which made people unable to hide and unable to avoid it, and it seemed that they could only wait for death with their eyes closed.

But Sang Jingxing was no longer Yi and others. He sneered, but only a few steps, his figure had changed a lot. He wandered in the sword light calmly, his palm slashed towards the sword light, and faced him faced him. His internal force turned into green air and roared, like Mount Tai pressing the top of the top, instantly pushing the sword light of the mountains and rivers and the sword to a little dim.

Before one palm was finished, another palm came again. The martial arts of Hehuan Sect and the Huanyue Sect came out of the same source, which was even more strange and unpredictable than it. Sang Jingxing's "Carved Dragon Palm" had already reached the realm of transformation, turning and turning, like a carved dragon. Nine palms were gone, and the real dragon appeared and hid in the air. With the true energy as a support, it roared away and instantly swallowed the sword light.

The sun, moon and stars were gone in an instant. The woods were still the same woods, and the people were still the same two people. Shen Qiao spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body involuntarily hit the tree trunk, almost unable to hold the sword in his hand.

His face, without any sorrow or joy, finally showed a look of shock and anger!

In order to deal with Sang Jingxing just now, he used all his life to learn, but his internal strength was not enough to support him. It was already very difficult, but when all the true qi in his body was releasing, not only did not generate new true qi to replenish it, but instead, a whirlpool suddenly appeared, greedily absorbing his true qi.

At the same time, Chen Qiao felt that the true energy in his body was like a wild horse that had been reincarnated, rushing between his internal organs, forcing him to restlessly, his spiritual consciousness was anxious, and his heart was filled with fire, as if a black shadow completely enveloped his whole person, forcing him to have nowhere to escape, and he was on the verge of being possessed by the devil.

Yan, Wu, Master!

Yan Wushi!!!

Yan Wushi actually planted a demonic heart in his body without his consciousness!

Perhaps it was during the period when he fell from the cliff on the Half Step Peak at the beginning, or perhaps it was when he was repeatedly injured and lost his resistance afterwards, the magic breath sneaked in silently and stopped in his body, like a seed, which refused to emerge no matter how coercive and tempted it, making people unable to notice its existence at all. Until now, it was completely stimulated by Sang Jingxing's magic skill, and the seed broke through the ground and finally grew into a towering tree.

But why did he not notice the existence of the demon heart when he fought with Yan Wushi many times before?

Or, did Yan Wushi have long expected today, so he did not do his best when fighting him?

Chen Qiao could not clearly describe his mood at this moment.

His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a ball of fire. The cremation turned into sharp teeth, gnawing at his meridians and internal organs little by little. It was obviously painful to the extreme, but it was extremely clear!

Chen Qiao didn't know whether he was looking back or having hallucinations in the unbearable pain. His eyes were like burning, but he could still see Sang Jingxing slapped him with a palm.

It is very fast and clearly visible.

It was obviously a critical moment of life and death, but he suddenly remembered what Yan Wushi had said to him.

When you truly fall into the situation where you betray others and have only one person, will you not resent and insist on repaying others with kindness?

Chen Qiao closed his eyes and felt that even the breath he exhaled had a strong smell of blood.

The palm wind was burning and it was already coming to my face.

Chapter 46

The difference between the two of them was there, especially after Shen Qiao found that he had been planted with a demon heart, his heart fire was burned, and his foundation was almost collapsed. The original advantage of taking the initiative completely disappeared, and the sword light was pressed down, from dazzling to dull, just like Chen Qiao's own candle of life, swaying in the wind.

Even though Sang Jing was surprised at the beginning of his misjudgment, this surprise did not last long. Seeing that Chen Qiao was unsustainable, he laughed and said, "It seems that the rumors have been true that you have lost martial arts. Strange, why didn't Yan Wushi absorb all your skills, but left you to me?"

Speaking did not delay his action. Wherever the "Carved Dragon Palm" went, the true energy appeared faintly in the shape of a dragon, but the dragon did not look peaceful and kind, but opened its bloody mouth towards Chen Qiao with a violent momentum and came raging!

Sang Jingxing did not intend to kill Chen Qiao for the time being, so he did not use all his strength in this palm, but only used eight points of his skill. Even if Chen Qiao's meridians were broken and his limbs were scrapped, it was still enough to play with them for a while.

The mad dragon covers the sky, the moon cannot be bright, the leaves cannot be seen, the wind and rain are dark, and the stern and stern are mixed!

The whistling dragon stopped in the air!

Just because a powerful energy suddenly burst out from Chen Qiao's body, it seemed that a ball of light suddenly exploded in the dark night, extremely dazzling and dazzling.

The "light" expands rapidly and becomes larger and larger. The dragon of killing evil that is unaware of blood will be swallowed up instantly and destroyed invisibly!

Sang Jingxing didn't even have time to show a surprised expression, and his face changed drastically. He was in the air but he stepped on the virtual reality and turned his body to retreat.

However, it was too late. Chen Qiao suddenly rose up, and the mountains and rivers in his hand stabbed him with a thunderous force.

Without any fancy skills or advanced tricks, he just handed it out in moderation, his figure floated like paper, and was as steady as Mount Tai. He appeared in front of Sang Jingxing in an almost impossible speed!

Sang Jingxing felt a chill on the back, like a basin of cold water suddenly poured down from his heart.

But after all, he was not his apprentice Huo Xijing, and Huo Xijing's death would not be repeated on him.

He slapped Chen Qiao with his palm, and grabbed his wrist holding the sword with the other hand.

But it was useless. Sang Jingxing could feel that his hands were about to be crushed, and it was extremely painful. The body-protecting true energy had completely lost its effect at this moment. He could even feel the flesh on his palm being cut off one by one!

His face changed drastically, and finally a hint of fear and disbelief appeared. His eyes looked at Chen Qiao as if he was looking at a madman.

"You actually destroyed your foundation?!"

What those who practice martial arts value most is their foundation.

That was something I practiced from childhood to adulthood, from winter to summer, and I could not make any false at all.

Chen Qiao's foundation is the heart of Tao. At this time, he destroyed his heart of Tao, and he was completely stunning to die with Sang Jingxing.

Even if Sang Jingxing's martial arts skills are higher than him, if he continues to fight, unless Sang Jingxing is willing to pay the price of destroying his martial arts, he will have no chance of winning at all.

Of course, Sang Jingxing didn't want to, so he chose to retreat!

But even so, the pair of fleshy palms had been completely eroded by the true energy emitted by Chen Qiao, and the flesh was instantly blurred and the pain was unbearable.

Really a lunatic!

It's hopeless!

He gritted his teeth and was a little unwilling to accept it, but after a little slower movement, the huge force generated by the opponent's self-destruction had broken through his true energy, and the sword light directly scratched the bone-scars on his chest!

"Ah!!!" Sang Jingxing couldn't help but scream, no longer hesitated, and turned around and ran away.

However, behind him, the sharp and dazzling tangible sword intent had already covered the sky and covered the sky.

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Chapter completed!