Ling Tianyun was stunned, even Ye Yinfeng was stunned, and the two of them looked at Zhang Yuxian blankly, but they didn't know what he was talking about. If Ling Tianyun is the true son of destiny, then this world is too crazy, Ling Tianyun has no intention of dominating the world at all, but Zhang Yuxian's headless words make them very incomprehensible. Not only are they very puzzled, but even the monk Jingquan is puzzled.

"Uncle Zhang, don't make this kind of joke, it's not good at all. How can the kid become the true son of the world, the kid is just a martial artist mixed in this troubled world, and the kid has never thought of dominating the world, the kid is dedicated to martial arts, in order to break the limit of martial arts. Ling Tianyun said to Zhang Yuxian helplessly. Where did he think that Zhang Yuxian would actually say such a thing, which made the second monk of his uncle puzzled.

"Everything has its own heavenly chance, but the heavenly secret must not be leaked." Zhang Yuxian said mysteriously, and then he said to Ye Yinfeng: "The martial arts in the world are nothing more than Taoism, and the Buddhist exercises were later introduced to the Central Plains, but Buddha is the Tao." Ye Gongzi is cautious and his heart is as strong as iron, and he can achieve immeasurable achievements in martial arts in the future. The two of them will meet in the wind and clouds, the general trend of the world has come, and it can be said that they will kill two birds with one stone. The two of you must remember that fate can be fought for and cannot be contested, everything depends on the creation and persistence of the two. ”

Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun were even more inexplicably shocked in their hearts, they always felt that this Heavenly King seemed to be leaving a last word, but looking at each other's expressions, there was nothing unusual. On the contrary, the monk Jingquan on the side had a flat face, and the doubts just now had already been calmed. It's just that they didn't notice that in Seng Jingquan's right hand, which was shrunk into his sleeves, he was holding a smooth but unpretentious tortoise shell tightly.

"Uncle Zhang has promoted the two of us too much, and we can't solve this game at the moment, I'm afraid we have already become the prisoners of this Hou Ye." A hint of helplessness flashed in Ye Yinfeng's eyes, and he said to the calm monk Jingquan.

"The prisoner will not be imprisoned, it mainly depends on Zhang Tianwang's choice. With the skills of the two of them, it is naturally easy to get out of the Hou Mansion, and the two of them can take care of themselves. A hint of surprise flashed in Seng Jingquan's eyes, but his face was as calm as ever.

"Don't worry, old man, although I am a lot old, I haven't seen any strong winds and waves, what can a mere Hou Mansion do to me. Even if the master of the Firmament Gate is exhausted, although I, Zhang Yuxian, am old, I am still the Zhang Tianwang who makes the Southern Han Dog Emperor tremble. Let the grievances of the year be settled today, the damned and the unworthy are no longer alive, only the two of us are left, and the things of the year should be completed. Zhang Yuxian's rickety body was slight.

No one expected that the old man who was like a candle in his old age exuded a majestic aura like a stormy wave, and Zhang Yuxian at this time became incomparably tall in the eyes of Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng. The shocked look in their eyes was undisguised, they didn't expect that this ordinary old man like an old farmer was actually an amazing master of internal strength through the heavens, at this time, Zhang Yuxian's body exuded a majestic aura pure and strong, and his martial arts cultivation realm had already reached the realm of the heavens.

"I didn't expect that after the battle of Baiyun Cave, Li Tai's heavy blow did not hurt your roots, but your cultivation went further. Everyone knows that you are a person who gathers great luck, and the rumors are indeed true, Zhang Tianwang, have you ever heard of the theory of luck. The main reason why you failed back then was because someone secretly seized part of your luck, resulting in your luck being incomplete, so you didn't succeed. A hint of surprise flashed in Seng Jingquan's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, and he said to the other party.

"Whether it is luck or fate, it is not predestined, it is to be fought for by oneself. The reason why I lost was actually because I didn't want to fight, because I didn't want to start a war. In any case, it is the ordinary people who will suffer in the end. Back then, Li Tai's palm was enough to abolish me, but he still left fifty percent of his internal strength in the end. At first, I thought he was guilty of me and couldn't do anything, but now I realize that he wants me to end it all by myself. The rebellion of the Southern Han Dynasty, the disaster of Qianzhou, everything will end by myself. ”

As the aura condensed around Zhang Yuxian's body continued to rise, his figure became incomparably taller, like a majestic mountain, the silver loose hair stood up at the roots, and a faint red halo appeared on his wrinkled face. The violent aura became bigger and bigger, and the old but not withering figure stood in the house, and the breath was surging, and Zhang Yuxian at this time was the peerless master who was the best in the world.

"Bang", a faint light flashed out in Seng Jingquan's hand, and he saw that there was suddenly an abacus in his hand, which was no different from the size of an ordinary abacus, but there was a faint and simple atmosphere on the abacus, which showed that the abacus was by no means an idle thing. The light in his eyes became more and more abundant, and the abacus in his hand made a sound of the beads colliding, and the sound was like spring thunder rolling, deafening and roaring.

"Ling Gongzi, can you borrow a treasure knife to use?" Zhang Yuxian's eyes froze slightly, and he said to Ling Tianyun. "Isn't it just a broken knife, Uncle Zhang is polite." Ling Tianyun grabbed it with his backhand, and the Xingze Treasure Knife let out a long groan, and he handed the treasure knife to Zhang Yuxian's hands with both hands, and then said lightly.

"You two sit on the sidelines and watch the battle, and I will take care of the matter myself. Whether you are a monk Jingquan or the jade operator of the Sky Gate, the blood debt of the year, the brothers who died in the war back then, all of this must be recovered. Not only to avenge the dead brothers, but also to warn you, the so-called famous and upright, that the world is not your chess game, and the people of the world are not your chess pieces. Although I, Zhang Yuxian, have a cloth cloth, I also know Da Haoran. ”

With a "hum", as soon as Zhang Yuxian's words were finished, he bent his fingers and flicked on the treasure knife, and suddenly the treasure knife let out a crisp long groan. "A good knife, it is worthy of the divine weapon used by the Sword Holy Wind Hero." His eyes froze, and a string-like light appeared from the treasure sword, and he couldn't help but praise the knife when he saw this.

"Zhang Tianwang, you and I have different ways and different positions, my monk Jingquan did nothing wrong back then, and I have never regretted it. Back then, you were dedicated to the people of the Southern Han Dynasty, and he was dedicated to the people who were in dire straits, while I was thinking about the interests of the Sky Gate, and the Sky Gate was even more for the overall situation of the world. What happened back then, no matter who was right or wrong, let's see the high and low today, a battle does not distinguish between victory and defeat, only life and death. Monk Jingquan's brocade robe made the sound of hunting, and the brocade robe was even more undulating without wind, and he made heroic words.

"The knife is the saint of a hundred soldiers, the knife is indestructible, the knife is invincible, Ling Gongzi, you have to remember, there is a knife in your hand, and there is a knife in your heart, the knife is yourself, and you are the knife. The kind of crooked reasoning that there is no knife in the hand and no knife in the heart, or there is no knife in the hand and there is a knife in the heart, is simply a joke. With a wave of the treasure knife in Zhang Yuxian's hand, a fierce and cold wind suddenly broke through the air.

Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun had already withdrawn a few feet away, but fortunately, this room was spacious enough, and there were not too many furnishings in this room, and there was already enough space for the duel between the two masters. A strange feeling rose in the hearts of the two of them, the aura exuded by the two of them was incomparably pure and majestic, vast as the sea, they had a deep cultivation, but they did not have any fame, and the real hermit was no better than this.

The treasure knife in Zhang Yuxian's hand condensed a brilliant light and slashed towards the monk Jingquan, and every time he took a step, the treasure knife slashed out several dazzling blades. The blades are as fast as a rainbow, and the momentum is even more than thunder, his silver hair rises wantonly, and his feet have already stepped out of the footprints like knife carvings. The sword condensed the power of breaking through the sky and shaking Yue, and the Dao sword mangs approached directly, and his body exuded a fierce force like moving forward.

And Seng Jingquan's eyes were filled with a layer of mysterious mist-like luster, only to see that his right hand was holding the abacus, and his left hand was quickly pulling out on the abacus, and the energy like a mango immediately burst out from the abacus. The rhythm of the abacus is getting faster and faster, and the air bursting out of the abacus is getting denser and denser. The energy that burst out from the abacus was like laying a net of heaven and earth, and the energy blocked all the knife qi that Zhang Yuxian slashed in.

With a big stride under his feet, the violent aura rose again, and the treasure knife in Zhang Yuxian's hand let out a long roar like a dragon's groan. I saw that his figure was getting faster and faster, and the sword qi that only swung out of the sword became denser and denser. Seeing this, Seng Jingquan sank slightly, slapped his left hand to the edge of the abacus, and then raised his left index finger and middle finger together and moved forward slightly.

"Wow, blah" Two piercing sounds came from the air, and I saw that the two abacus beads on the abacus suddenly shot forward from the abacus. "Bell, bell" two crisp sounds, Zhang Yuxian's steps stopped, and the treasure knife in his hand directly struck the two flying abacus, but the abacus did not fall, but turned around in the air and flew back into the abacus.

With the acceleration of his finger movements, all the abacus beads in the abacus flew up and shot towards Zhang Yuxian.

Seeing this, Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun were even more shocked in their hearts, they didn't expect that this Monk Jingquan's strength was so mysterious, if it was judged from the breath, then Zhang Yuxian's majestic aura around him was obviously slightly better than Monk Jingquan. But no one thought that Seng Jingquan would actually use his divine sense, and his divine sense was also very powerful, almost to the point where the emperor could do whatever he wanted.

Ye Yinfeng had a deep understanding in his heart, he knew the importance of divine consciousness, but he didn't expect that Seng Jingquan's divine sense was so powerful. He had just touched the threshold of his divine sense, naturally it was impossible to have such a powerful divine sense, but Seng Jingquan's fingers and waves were all in his view, and he knew that this was also a rare and good opportunity, how to truly control the divine sense, which gave him a new understanding of the divine sense.

Zhang Yuxian's face did not change at all, with a slight force under his feet, the treasure knife stirred up a layer of brilliant light, like a dazzling ball of light, surging in all directions with him as the center. And there was a resolute and decisive light in his eyes, he raised his head as if he was not stubborn and arrogant, and then his body retreated slightly, and his hands were tightly clenched on the hilt of the sword.

A shattering and destructive aura poured out from Zhang Yuxian's body, his eyes shot out like lightning, his upside-down silver hair flew up at this time, and his wrinkled face glowed with a divine luster. "Drink" A deafening shout came out of his mouth.

Seeing this, Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng saw a sudden pain in their chests, and Zhang Yuxian condensed all his internal strength, for this final blow. They knew that in fact, Zhang Yuxian had already run out of oil and dried up, but with that breath, a breath of arrogance and non-stubbornness.