Sikong Twilight hurriedly waved Fang Tian's halberd.

It's just that his halberd aura still couldn't completely block the gun aura of the man in white, and helplessly, Sikong Dufeng waved Fang Tian's halberd again.

The third time, Sikong Twilight's halberd qi was able to block the gun aura of the man in white.

The man in white didn't take the opportunity to continue to attack, but looked at Sikong Twilight with a smug expression. In the past, he and the man in black were always chased away by Sikong Twilight and Qiu Ziyun, but now it is not, the man in white who has comprehended the three artistic conceptions not only does not have to run, but can easily kill Sikong Twilight, so he is not in a hurry to make a move.

The man in white stopped his hand, and the man in black also stopped after two sharp swings, but he was not careless, and still stared at Qiu Ziyun, for fear that she would suddenly escape.

Qiu Ziyun flew to Sikong Twilight's side, and her pretty face couldn't help but have a trace of worry. No matter what artistic conception the man in white comprehended, Sikong Twilight was not his opponent, just look at Sikong Twilight just now to make three shots to block the gun qi of the man in white. And, listening to the words of the man in white, this artistic conception seems to be very unusual.

Although the man in white stopped, the extremely terrifying and strange aura on his body did not disappear. Under the reflection of the sun, the man in white exuded a faint white light. And this layer of white light is different from ordinary white, it is pale white, and it is terrifyingly white.

"Sikong Twilight, Sikong Twilight, with your eyes, do you know what this artistic conception of mine is?" said the man in white triumphantly.

Sikong Twilight seriously felt the strange aura on the man in white, and then, his face suddenly changed slightly.

"Haha, you seem to be able to see it. The man in white laughed.

"Twilight, what kind of artistic conception is this?" Qiu Ziyun also felt the strange aura on the man in white, but for a while she couldn't remember what kind of artistic conception this kind of.

"Death-of-mind-state. Sikong Twilight suddenly said word by word.

"Haha, that's right, it's the artistic conception of death. Twilight, twilight, you probably didn't think you would die in the mood of death, did you?" the man in white looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

As soon as the four words of the artistic conception of death came out, Qiu Ziyun's face couldn't help but change drastically.

As a Martial Emperor of a great sect, how could she not know the artistic conception of death? Even if the artistic conception of death appears very rarely, it can be said that as long as she is a Martial Emperor, no one does not know it, and no one is not afraid of this artistic conception. This is because the artistic conception of death is not only powerful in all kinds of artistic conceptions, but also can continue to wear out the vitality of the other party if it can successfully remain in the other party's body. For living creatures, vitality is life. No one will be afraid of being injured, even if it is a serious injury, but who is not afraid of the destruction of vitality and longevity? And the only way to eliminate the dead qi in the body is to find someone who has the artistic conception of life, and the realm of the artistic conception of life of this person cannot be lower than the realm of the dead qi in his body.

It is extremely rare to be able to comprehend the artistic conception of death, and the artistic conception of life is even rarer. It can be said that if there are a total of ten people in the world who have comprehended the artistic conception of death, then at most only six people can comprehend the artistic conception of life, and even fewer are not surprising.

"Haha, Sikong Twilight, how is it, you know you're scared, right? But you can rest assured, for the sake of old friends, Brother Yuan will let you die a happy death, and at the same time, we will also help you take good care of Qiu Ziyun." The man in black laughed.

Qiu Ziyun's right hand holding the sword suddenly tightened, and a trace of death instantly surged into her heart. No matter how confident he was in Sikong Twilight, he didn't think that he could defeat the man in white who had comprehended the artistic conception of death, even if he had comprehended the third artistic conception. Can the general artistic conception be compared with the artistic conception of death? If so, then the artistic conception of death will not make the martial emperors and even the martial saints feel frightened. It can be said that if it is not a last resort, absolutely no one will provoke those who have comprehended the artistic conception of death.

As if sensing Qiu Ziyun's nervousness, Sikong Twilight gently held Qiu Ziyun's right hand holding the sword with his left hand.

"Haha, it's really a couple's love. It's just a pity, next year today will be your sacrifice day. Perhaps, for the sake of old friends, we will incense you. The man in black saw this little action of Sikong Twilight, so he smiled.

"I really didn't expect that you, a rat, could comprehend the artistic conception of death. Sikong Twilight said slowly.

"Haha, it's thanks to you. You almost killed me, and that was the time when I was dying that I realized the mood of death, and then I came back to life. Subsequently, I also successfully comprehended the meaning of one layer. The man in white laughed wildly and said, "Sikong Dufeng, you didn't expect it, right? It was you who helped me comprehend the artistic conception and mystery of death, without the halberd you used to be, how could I comprehend the artistic conception and mystery of death? haha." From a certain point of view, you are my master, but now, as an apprentice, I not only want to kill my master, but also take good care of my master for you. How's it going, I'm a good apprentice, don't you feel very gratified? ”

"I see. However, the realm of your artistic conception of death doesn't seem to be high. "Twilight Channel.

"Haha, you're right, the realm of my artistic conception of death is indeed not high, only one layer, just one layer, haha. Although the man in white said that his realm was not high, his tone was not embarrassed at all, and he could comprehend the artistic conception of death in the realm of the Martial Emperor, which was enough to shock the entire Xijinzhou.

"Is it the artistic conception of death on the first floor? Sikong Twilight smiled and said, "Seeing that you are so confident that you can kill me, I thought you had comprehended the artistic conception of death on the fourth layer." ”

"Four layers? haha, Sikong Twilight, you are exalting yourself too much, even one layer is more than enough for you. The man in white said, "Have you forgotten? This is my third artistic conception, the third artistic conception, and what about you?"

"Sikong Twilight, don't you think that your two artistic conceptions can resist Brother Yuan's three artistic conceptions. The man in black laughed and said, "I don't know who shot three times in a row just now to block Brother Yuan's casual blow?"

"What about you, have you also comprehended the artistic conception of death?" said Sikong Dusk.

"I'd love to, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance. Otherwise, do you think we still need to wait for you in Typhoid City? The man in black said.

"Oh, I haven't comprehended the artistic conception of life, what about the third artistic conception?" said Sikong Dusk.

"It's not, but it's a bit of an eyebrow. With the service of this beautiful woman, I think I will be able to fully comprehend it soon. The man in black laughed.

"Oh, yes? That means you're just two minds right now? good, good, good. "Twilight Channel.

"Sikong Twilight, Sikong Twilight, you are all dying, you are still so calm, you really have the qualifications to die under the artistic conception of death. The man in white said.

"Hehe, is it? That's how you decided that I would die under your death?" said with a slight smile.

The smiles of the man in white and the man in black couldn't help but froze, but they recovered in an instant.

"Haha, Sikong Twilight, your strength has not improved much over the years, but your eloquence has improved a lot, not to mention that you haven't comprehended the third artistic conception, even if you comprehend, I can't think of how you can stop my artistic conception of death, unless what you comprehend is also the artistic conception of death, or, the artistic conception of life. But what do you think, Brother Wang?" said the man in white.

"Haha, Sikong Twilight comprehends the artistic conception of death or the artistic conception of life? Brother Yuan, then let's wait and see. Brother Yuan, to be honest, I haven't seen the artistic conception of life with you yet, so why don't you let Sikong Twilight show it and show us how about it? The man in black laughed.

"Brother Wang is right, Sikong Twilight, you show us your artistic conception of life, perhaps, for the sake of you comprehending the artistic conception of life, I will let you and Qiu Ziyun go. The man in white said.

Hearing the two of them laugh at Sikong Twilight like this, Qiu Ziyun's heart completely sank to the bottom. The third artistic conception is extremely difficult for the Martial Emperor to comprehend, not to mention the artistic conception of death or the artistic conception of life? It seems that this time the two of them are in a catastrophe, but even if they die, they must not be allowed to insult themselves.

Thinking of this, Qiu Ziyun's right hand, which had been slightly relaxed, tightened again.

"Haha, haha. Twilight suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.