Chapter 802 Those who have gods will fight, those who have no gods will fight [two-in-one]
That is to say, in the afternoon of the same day, the Zhengnan headquarters of the Only Self Orthodox Church worshiped the God of Heaven, and then held a meeting to deploy the actions arranged by Young Master Feng Yun. Chief Zhengnan personally presided over the ceremony.
That night, the chief of the Zhengnan headquarters of the Only Self Orthodox Church died mysteriously in his bedroom.
The doors and windows are in good condition and the furnishings are not messy.
Even the shoes beside the bed were neatly placed, and the concubine beside her was still sleeping naturally.
But Chief Zhengnan’s head is mysteriously missing. The head and body are separated, but they are still tightly connected in place. Moreover, no blood was shed at all. There wasn't even a hint of blood in the air.
No wonder the concubine slept comfortably, hugging the cold corpse until morning. When she found that the person beside the pillow was not awake, she pushed her head angrily and pushed it down...
Little The concubine screamed, lost her mind, stumbled out and shouted, almost going crazy with fear.
This assassination was extremely strange.
After the people from the Zhengnan headquarters came to check, everyone felt weird.
It is almost suspected that ghosts and gods succeeded.
No trace left.
Reporting to Feng Yun, Feng Yun ordered the scene to be cordoned off, and then immediately sent experts to come. After using the spirit beasts to investigate a little bit, no traces were found, but a little bit of Ruo Ruo Ruo was detected in the air. No odor.
“The Divine Weasel Cult!”
Feng Yun reported it immediately, and Yan Nan was furious!
Yan Nan's anger is not unreasonable. The war has just ended, and tracking pills are still being developed here.
The Divine Weasel Cult all went underground again.
Wei Zhengjiao's side, the plan reported by Feng Yun, Yan Nan thinks it is feasible, and has just approved it.
As a result, a chief officer from Zhengnan died immediately.
And he is still the leader who died after the sacrifice!
This is simply provocative!
"Act quickly!" Yan Nan felt like his breath was being held in his throat and he couldn't even let it out. He was so angry that he almost exploded.
Then he went underground.
Star Temple.
Duan Xiyang was in retreat inside.
Clearly, a critical juncture has been reached.
Yan Nan stood quietly in front of the palace door, and could feel two terrifying forces tearing at each other inside.
That is still a level that I cannot understand.
One of them, Yan Nan can clearly feel, is the power of the Centipede God triggered by the Bone Gun.
The other force is even more bizarre.
Yan Nan could even guess how miserable Duan Xiyang must be now under the squeeze of the two forces.
However, this is necessary.
Duan Xiyang finally felt a little trace of the divine attack, so he had to activate the power of the God Centipede and let the two divine powers collide in his body.
In the extreme pain, find the way forward bit by bit!
Duan Xiyang, who is now in this hall, is actually on the verge of annihilation every moment! Every collision of divine power is a life-and-death crisis for countless times.
Duan Xiyang is on the verge of death tens of thousands of times to find that glimmer of light!
At this juncture, not to mention a great cultivator like Yan Nan, even a young child who does not know martial arts, a sudden shout is enough for Duan Xiyang to become possessed in an instant and die!
So, Yan Nan was not worried about Duan Xiyang retreating in other places, but directly arranged it here. Moreover, he also moved his office here to protect the law personally.
No mistakes should be made.
“The road to the great road...”
Yan Nan's white eyebrows twitched and he sighed in his heart. He knew very well: Like Duan Xiyang, he had reached the end of martial arts.
If you want to break through, you also need to go through this.
However, Yan Nan understood better: Duan Xiyang might be able to make a breakthrough in such a crisis, but he would never be able to do it.
Because I can never be as pure-hearted as Duan Xiyang!
This kind of enlightenment in millions of lives and deaths, with a little distracting thought, the body and mind can be eliminated immediately!
And he clearly knew that the two divine powers Duan Xiyang was currently using were evil gods. Whether it is the God Centipede or the strange God God Weasel, their thoughts are full of destructive malice.
Once Duan Xiyang could not maintain his balance, he would die immediately.
Both divine thoughts will devour him immediately and neither will give him any chance of life!
"When the eldest brother walked out of here, he became invincible."
Yan Nan felt the surging energy inside and thought silently in his heart: "The third brother went inside and barely managed to escape with his life." , but was seriously injured... and has not been released yet.”
"I wonder how long Lao Duan can hold on..."
Feeling the roar of spiritual thoughts inside, Yan Nan stayed for a while and then went back.
The spiritual thoughts are still roaring, and Duan Xiyang is still fine.
"Old Duan, I hope you succeed!"
……
I don't know how high above the clouds in the sky above the Guardian Headquarters.
Xue Fuxiao was dressed in white, sitting cross-legged in the void.
On his knee, there is a knife.
Love-cutting knife.
He just sat in the void.
After a long time, suddenly, a sword light rose into the sky and struck higher in the void!
The body is still sitting, and the love-killing knife is still in his lap.
However, the sword light has already risen into the sky.
Wherever the sword energy passed across, Jiuxiao Gangfeng suddenly stopped for a moment, as if it had been cut off by a knife!
After a pause, it started blowing again.
Xue Fuxiao looked calm and just sat.
The sword energy kept rushing towards Xiaohan.
He has been practicing this way for a long time.
Feng Yunqi and Dongfang Sansan stood in the distance, watching Xue Fuxiao practicing her sword.
“Master Xue’s cultivation can be said to be astonishing in ancient times and today!” Fengyun Qi sincerely praised.
"Not enough!"
Dongfang Sansan shook his head gently.
There was a faint worry on Qinghui's face.
“Not enough?”
“Yes, not enough.”
Dongfang Sansan sighed: "The biggest obstacle to Xiaoxue's current sword is that there is no opponent! There is no response!"
"It just cuts Xu Miao... it won't work."
Feng Yunqi was stunned. Said: "Do you still want to let some existence in the sky suddenly take action and fight back?"
"That is the best."
Dongfang Sansan said.
"!!!"
Feng Yunqi was shocked. The words just now were purely sarcastic. He never expected that Dongfang Sansan would actually affirm it.
“Do you know why Xiaoxue stabbed the sky?” Dongfang Sansan asked.
“I don’t know.”
“Haha, Xiaoxue is using his ever-expanding sword energy to attack any god in the void.”
Dongfang San's eyes were like eagles: "We don't have the conditions for a solipsistic religion, so we can only use this stupid method."
"Xiaoxue's intention of using the sword is to launch an attack and provoke. As long as there is any one A god passed by the void when he drew his sword, or sensed his sword energy, and struck back casually, or looked at him... even if he got a response."
"That's all it takes. Just one time!"
"It's a pity that Xiaoxue has wielded the sword hundreds of millions of times, but he has never encountered it once, but he has no other choice but to use this stupidest method to practice the sword!"
“Because we don’t know if there are gods in this void, or if there will be gods passing by. We don’t even know whether the range of Xiaoxue’s sword energy can reach the point where gods can take a look.”
"Every time he practices, Xiaoxue is actually making progress, but every time, he fails to achieve the progress he really wants."
Dongfang Sansan sighed deeply.
"I understand, is this the final transformation of martial arts? But this way... is too stupid."
Feng Yun Qi Dao.
“There is no other way. Besides, someone has succeeded before.”
The Three Three Ways of the East.
“Who?”
“Zheng Yuandong, the chief leader of the only orthodox religion, defies heaven and beats the gods!”
Dongfang Sansan Surong said.
“That time is proof!”
"Then this..."
Feng Yunqi wanted to say that what Zheng Yuandong did that time was different from what Xue Fuxiao did now, but after thinking about it, he shut up.
Because now, there is no other way.
Xue Fuxiao can only go on like this.
Because, they have no God!
What's more, Xue Fuxiao is actually practicing Kung Fu like this. Even if he doesn't achieve the best goal, he still practices hard every day, which is beneficial.
I can only sigh and say: "If someone goes by and strikes back casually, or even takes a look, Xue Fuxiao may not be able to withstand it."
"So this is the reason. "The thing I'm most worried about."
Dongfang Sansan said lightly: "This is the thing I'm most looking forward to, and it's also the thing I'm most afraid of."
He sighed and said softly: "Yes. The god is the way, the godless person is fighting.”
The meaning revealed in this sentence caused the two of them to fall into silence.
For a long time, I watched the snow holding the flute in the distant sky, sitting like a quiet stone, and the sword light kept rushing up, slashing towards the blue sky! Knife after knife.
We are fighting for our future and our destiny.
The two returned silently.
Only Xue Fuxiao is left working tirelessly at a high altitude where no one knows, constantly drawing out the knife, drawing out the knife, drawing out the knife...
This is an unimaginable effort, and it is also unimaginably boring, and it is a hopeless wait!
But Xue Fuxiao has been working so hard... and has never slacked off at any time. Even if you are desperate, there is still the word "hope" after all!
Because the mainland needs this knife!
......
Fang Che received the reply, and his heart immediately dropped.
"Sure enough, it was Master Jiu's arrangement."
"As expected of the old silver coin, such a big hidden mine was buried here!"
"No wonder Yan Beihan was stuck. Here, the key point of this game is actually me. As long as I don't come, Yan Beihan will never be able to pass this level in his life. Therefore, Dongfang Military Advisor only needs to wait until Yan Beihan can't get through after searching everyone before he comes to me again! , that’s it.”
“Then no matter whether I ask for permission or not, as long as I come forward, this level will be over.”
"But at the moment, it seems that there is only one obstacle for me: defeating Shi Changjian."
Fang Che lay on the bed and frowned in thought: "According to the stone sword in the Yin and Yang world, it is not difficult for me to hit him. But it is said that this guy entered the sword tomb and received the initiation... This is a bit uncertain. "
"The key is that Yan Beihan and others have not figured out what kind of cultivation Shi Changjian has now. Simply put, none of the younger generations here can win. "
" Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. If Shi Changjian's own cultivation level can reach the point where even super demons like Bing Tianxue can't see it, then this Are you going to fight me?"
"So, there must be something fishy about it."
Fang Che thought about it and just meditated.
Practice for one night.
Yan Beihan’s room.
Yan Beihan is reading a book, with a soft face and smiling eyes.
Bi Yunyan and Feng Xuechen stayed in the cold bed of Yanbei and refused to leave.
The three women were sitting cross-legged on the bed playing games.
A card game popular among solipsists.
The bet is simple: lose and take off your clothes.
I lost all my clothes and got spanked.
"A pair of rabbits!" Bi Yunyan played.
"A pair of foxes were crushed to death!" Feng Xue said on the tube.
"Beat a pair of wolves to death!" Chen Xue refused to be outdone.
"A pair of tigers!"
"A pair of dragons, explode!"
"Three sheep and two rabbits, let's go! You two lose!" Xue laughed loudly, imitating the man's voice and said viciously: "Take off my clothes!"
Bi Yunyan and Chen Xue complained to each other while taking off their clothes: "You stinky hands!"
Then: "Do it again!"
Yan Beihan just read a book for a while, and there was already too much on his bed Three little white sheep.
Moreover, Bi Yunyan, who had lost the most, had her butt turned red. Feng Xue and Chenxue were merciless, and every slap made her buttocks roll.
I have to say that after taking Qiongxiao flower, fighting is particularly enjoyable.
"Kneel down, get down! Pout up!"
Chen Xue and Feng Xue roared together.
"Xiaohan, come and save me..."
Bi Yunyan knelt down and asked for help aggrievedly. Then there was a scream: "Ah!!!"
Yan Beihan sighed and used his kung fu to unlock the ear barrier: "Didn't you three just vow to practice hard again yesterday?"
The three girls said: "Practice is not as fun as this..."
"It's really..."
Yan Beihan never participated in their games.
After all, leadership dignity must be maintained.
He said with a headache: "Tell me about the three of you. You are usually aloof and frosty outside, but in private you are all crazy bitches... If you are like this, if someone See, how dignified it is!”
"We have the spiritual blockade made by Fengzu that Sister Xue brought out. How can we let others see it!"
The three women didn't care at all.
Yan Beihan sighed and was about to speak when there was a knock on the door outside.
Bing Tianxue's voice: "Xiaohan?"
The three women screamed, shook off the quilts and huddled together to lie down, barely covered by one quilt.
Only three beautiful heads were exposed, and their eyes were closed, indicating that I had fallen asleep.
Yan Beihan opened the door: "Aunt Bing?"
Bing Tianxue walked in: "Hey, these three have already slept? Why are they still sleeping together? This feeling is really real Okay."
"Yes, yes."
Yan Beihan smiled: "They have a good relationship."
"Xiao Han, there is something about this night devil."
Bing Tianxue leaned in front of the table and sent a message to Yan Beihan: "I just monitored the entire camp with my spiritual mind and found a place where my spiritual mind I couldn't get in, so I checked carefully and found out it was the Night Demon. I couldn't monitor him."
Yan Beihan was stunned for a moment, and then sent a message back: "Aunt Bing, he practices the Hatian Sword. "
"So he is the successor of the Chief Protector?"
Bing Tianxue was really shocked now.
"Yes, but after giving him a new look, you will also know the characteristics of the Hatred Heaven Sword. If the hatred is not rampant, others will not be able to recognize it."
Yan Beihan said.
“That’s it.”
Bing Tianxue was relieved: “Then it’ll be up to him tomorrow. This younger generation can’t get through, and it’s just a matter of holding their breath. If it’s what I want, then it will be up to him. It’s just a flat push, and the chickens and dogs won’t be spared.”
“Then we won’t be able to carry out our next plan.”
Yan Beihan sighed.
"That's right."
Bing Tianxue said: "You should also go to bed early and stay energetic tomorrow. As the team leader, your performance is very important."
"I understand." Yan Beihan nodded.
Bing Tianxue glanced at the bed and saw that the three women were still asleep, leaning against each other closely.
So as soon as he stretched out his hand, the spiritual energy in the air condensed into water, turning into a water ball as big as a watermelon in his hand.
Yan Beihan: "..."
The three women didn't know, so they closed their eyes and pretended to sleep.
White gas bubbled up from Bing Tianxue’s palms, and the water polo instantly turned into a dozen small ice lumps.
said: "Then I'm leaving."
Then he floated to the bedside silently, lifted the quilt at lightning speed, and threw a large pile of ice balls in.
Suddenly the bed was full.
"Ahhhh..."
The three women suddenly screamed and jumped up like little white sheep. In an instant, the waves were undulating and bouncing.
Bing Tianxue laughed loudly and had already left.
Yan Beihan couldn't laugh or cry...
The three girls were all coquettish, but they didn't dare to scold, and quickly cleaned themselves up. The worst one was Feng Xue, because he was too big and too erect, he actually held an ice lump...
……
Early in the morning on the second day.
Fang Che got up.
Although he was a specially invited guest by Yan Beihan, his status was the lowest here.
Thanks to Fang Che's good memory, he remembered the names of everything Yan Beihan introduced yesterday.
After a few simple greetings, everyone responded lightly, while a few old devils walked past indifferently.
Bing Tianxue was different when he came out: "Ye Mo, how was your rest yesterday?"
"It's okay, thank you for your concern, senior."
"I care about you!"
Bing Tianxue said: "There are many enemies in your family here. I am worried that someone cut off your head last night."
"..."
At this moment, Yan Beihan came out.
Tall and talented, wearing white-collar cloaks with deep purple and dark patterns. Behind them, Bi Yunyan, Feng Xue and Chenxue are like three big ice cubes of national beauty and heavenly fragrance, with a sense that strangers should not approach them.
Let anyone feel that these three women are aloof, aloof, arrogant, respectful, and unattainable.
The appearance of the four beauties together made the flowers and plants lose their color.
Zhou Meier followed closely behind.
Following them was a team of female masters, all of whom were also in full bloom, but as cold as ice.
"Night Devil, come to me."
Yanbei cold road.
"Yes."
Bing Tianxue led the team, followed closely by Yan Beihan, then Fang Che, Feng Xuechen, Xue Biyunyan...
Red Pink Army In the middle, there is a bearded night devil sandwiched between them.
Rising into the sky.
Then all kinds of demons followed.
Sweeping across the sky.
Bing Tianxue took the lead, waving his bare hands, and rushed forward in an invincible manner without any scruples.
Naturally, he carries a domineering aura.
Outside, there are mountains and valleys, covered in silver.
There was a heavy snowfall last night, which made everyone in the world wear clothes.
The snow has fallen now, but the sky is still confused.
Fang Che couldn't help but think of the blizzard in the summer, and couldn't help but feel irritated.
Now, labor and management don’t want to see snow!
Ahead, there are mountains. The peaks are like a huge embrace, neatly arranged.
There are many things happening.
It is the gate of Futu Mountain.
Because the Only Self Orthodox Sect has been here during this period, the conflict between the two sides has become clear, and the Futu Mountain Gate has removed the blind formation at the gate.
It was very straightforward to put on a confrontational situation.
The message conveyed is just one: What do you want? Both labor and management are here to help!
This caused Fang Che to feel a sense of lawless hooliganism when he saw the mountains.
Front.
A hill was completely flattened, with four big characters on it!
"Futu Mountain Gate!"
These four words carry infinite killing intent and arrogance, as if they want to look down on the sky and measure the world with their swords!
Then there was a mountain, with a piece cut off. Twenty feet wide, the sides are extremely smooth.
Smooth and neat.
In this cut-out width of twenty feet, a gate was built.
It is the mountain gate of Futu Mountain Gate.
“So awesome!”
Fang Che couldn't help but praise in his heart.
It’s impossible not to praise it. It’s called ‘Shanmen Mountain Gate’, but Fang Che has never seen such a real ‘Shanmen Gate’.
So it turns out that a mountain is opened with a door?
What a real experience!
Stepped into the mountain gate and walked several hundred feet forward.
It's an open space.
A ring was erected, blocking the way.
On both sides of the ring, from low to high, stands were actually arranged.
But the intention is also obvious: there is no way forward!
If you can’t win in this arena, don’t enter my Futu Mountain Gate. This kind of attitude does not need to be expressed in words, but is revealed through all the decorations.
From entering the mountain gate to this arena, there was not even a single person to receive them, which fully demonstrated how unwelcoming the Buddha Mountain Gate was.
Bing Tianxue shouted angrily: "Qu Changkong! My old friend is here, but he hasn't come out yet!"
With one word, the mountains roared.
Countless snow fell all around, falling from the trees on the mountain.
A clear and elegant voice on the opposite side said calmly: "Master Han, I made it very clear beforehand that if no one in the younger generation can defeat us, there is no need for us to talk, and there is no need to meet!"< br>
"As for the matter in the arena, naturally someone will contact you. There is no need for me to come forward in person."
The man opposite Qu Changkong is very tough.
Bing Tianxue said: "I'm not calling you for anything else, but to compete with you again. How about it?"
"Hahahahaha..."
Opposite Qu Changkong laughed a lot, and then said: "I disappoint Master Han. I have had a habit since I was a child of not going out as long as it snows."
"..."
The ice and snow made her nose crooked.
The wishful thinking came to nothing.
She was still thinking that today would be a God-given opportunity to give the other party a good beating; she did not expect that the other party actually knew the characteristics of her own technique.
Bing Tianxue has been very happy since welcoming Fang Che Xiaxue yesterday, and has been preparing for a battle all night.
As a result, the other party stopped coming out.
And he also gave a ridiculous reason: he has had a habit since he was a child!
Bing Tianxue cursed loudly: "You were so brave back then, even the Vice-Chief Leader Feng Feng intercepted you on a blizzard night and didn't see you following the bullshit habits you had since childhood!"
Qu Changkong said in a voice: "So I was seriously injured that time."
"..."
Bing Tianxue was immediately speechless, and her pretty face turned dark.
I could only curse bitterly: "Old fox."
I could only give up.
Just as the two of them were saying a few words, a group of men in black, led by a middle-aged man with a long beard, came quickly from the gate of Futu Mountain.
In order, more than two hundred people walked forward, giving the impression that a mountain of swords was approaching!
Yan Beihan looked at the other party and said softly: "This middle-aged man is now the head of Futu Mountain Sect. He never returns a sword without turning back. It is said that the sword he practices can only move forward, not backward, so he is known as 'No Return Sword'! "
Fang Che's eyes were already on Shi Changjian who was following Qu Wuhui.
This is my opponent today.
(End of this chapter)