2. The dead are not my own hands

It turns out that this Liao Wensheng is not a person who is willing to be indifferent and has no ambition, he has been coming to Wanxian for more than 80 years, secretly practicing, accumulating skills, and planning to win the second layer of flying in the sky and escaping the sky a few years ago, so he can be the first person to enter the realm for thousands of years, full of people, how can he not fall in love with him? Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Soon Zhang Qianfeng stepped into the first layer of the retreat, Liao Wensheng was even more secretly annoyed, knowing that his title of "the first person to enter the realm in a thousand years" was out of reach, even if he wanted to defeat Zhang Qianfeng in public, he had no chance. He heard the news of this year's entrance examination, and was so happy that he rushed to the competition.

Zhang Qianfeng and Pan Xuan didn't know the secret, Cicada Ming was too lazy to ask, and only said: "The Shengyang Sect Liao Wensheng, the Shenzang Sect Panxuan, you two should recuperate and recharge, and later perform on stage." ā€

Liao Wensheng sneered: "I'm in full swing, I don't need to cultivate, unless I have to hide for a while longer." ā€

The coiled head was buzzing, and the Swallowing Mountain Refining Soul was making trouble again, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "I'll be afraid of you? ā€

Liao Wensheng put the long sword at his side, the tip of the sword burned, and suddenly a big fireball rolled over, Pan Xuan was taken aback, and moved to the side, with a bang, and there was a scorch mark on the ring. Liao Wensheng already knew a lot about Panshu Kung Fu, knew that his footwork was strange, and he was good at dodging, so he formulated a countermeasure, the long sword swayed, swept on the ground, and whirred a few times. Everyone in the audience was moved when they saw that Liao Wensheng's skills were so strong.

Pan Xuan said loudly: "Good means, Your Excellency is prepared, not a reckless person." ā€

Liao Wensheng thought to himself: "This coil will also have the power of cold palms, and most of them will use it to extinguish the fire." ā€

Sure enough, the two palms of the coil were divided, and two clouds of frost and mist floated out, Liao Wensheng took advantage of this opportunity to rush forward suddenly, and went around to the back of the coil, and stabbed at the big vertebral point of the coiling snake with a move of "Lonely Drunk Wild Village", and his swordsmanship attack was fierce, really like a fire. With an "ah" sound, he took two steps forward, and Liao Wensheng saw that this move was also in the calculation, so he secretly applauded, the tip of the sword was a little on the ground, and another pillar of fire was born obliquely, attacking Panshu like a fountain.

After five nights of contemplation, he slapped a cold palm, and the palm power was also very thick, and with a bang, it collided with the pillar of fire, and suddenly smoke erupted. Liao Wensheng's heart turned sharply: "His palm power is really good, and he can block my heavenly fire sword." In terms of strong internal strength alone, this Liao Wensheng has far exceeded the realm of the ferry, and is even better than many good players in the fourth layer.

But this Liao Wensheng has been preparing for this competition for a long time, calculating various situations, coiling to block this move, he is not very surprised, taking advantage of the fog, he did not delay for a moment, and another sword slashed in the air, the move is extremely fast, the direction is strangely accurate, whether it is coiling or blocking, Liao Wensheng has more ways to deal with it.

At this time, his eyes flashed, through the white mist, vaguely saw Pan Xuan rushing to the side, there was no one in the same place, Liao Wen immediately changed his moves, swept a sword to the side, the flame on the sword rose, like a tree crown, the left palm quietly condensed, to make Pan Xuan can block the flames, can't block the blade, can't block the blade, can't stop him from splitting the empty palm.

He was thinking about making a move, suddenly his vest hurt, and he was already held against the sharp blade, Liao Wensheng exclaimed, and thought urgently: "Thousands of calculations, I still mistakenly believe in the illusion of his phantom true qi!" But he was defeated and won the victory, rushed forward a few steps, and immediately turned around, the flames were like snakes, coiling around the whole body from top to bottom, this heat was great, and the mist was blown away. He saw that Pan Xuan really stopped, holding a sharp knife in his hand, a foot away from him, and was frowning at him.

Liao Wensheng said: "I have heard that you are scheming and full of strange changes, which is really unguardable. Secretly: "Now I use this 'fire autumn leaves' move, and with the fire coat on my body, he can't get close to me with any moves." I can attack boldly and win with my strength. ā€

"Senior Brother Liao, you haven't practiced the Flying Ascension Realm, but you are another set of Absolute Distance Mind Methods in the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect?"

Liao Wensheng's heart sank, and said, "How do you know?" He knew that although the Flying Ascension Skill was amazing, it was difficult to achieve it quickly, and there were many wonderful kung fu in the past and present among the ten thousand immortals, so why hang himself on a tree? He searched for many years in the secret books, and finally picked out a book of "Peerless Divine Skill", as if it was carefully created for him, it was easy to use, and it was also seamless with the Heavenly Fire Divine Sword, so he was full of confidence, and he boasted that his martial arts were strong, and he was not inferior to the great master of the fifth layer.

Pan Xuan smiled: "Although this kung fu is powerful, but after all, it is not as good as the ability to heal and self-consistency, although the effect of your trick 'burning autumn leaves' is terrifying, how long may it last? ā€

Liao Wensheng knew that Pan Xuan was on the point, maybe he had other thoughts of delaying, and he was in a hurry, and shouted: "Hugh is talking nonsense, eat me a move!" The fire sword in his hand grew violently, like a burning tree, split his head and covered his face, and hit him, eager to divide the victory and defeat in an instant, even if he slaughtered Pan Xuan with a sword, he didn't care at all.

The coiled fingers were a little towards Liao Wensheng, and the five nights of meditation gong were issued, which made Liao Wensheng angry and angry, adding fuel to the fire, Liao Wensheng only felt that his heart was on fire, and his anger was surging, he fixed his eyes and took a look, only to see that his body was crawling up and down with red ghosts, Liao Wensheng was even more angry, as if the heat spread to all parts of the meridians, he screamed, boom, boom, his body exploded, staggered, and fell to the ground.

He screamed "ah" in a coiled voice, his mind was in a mess, and he stepped forward to help Liao Wensheng up, and saw that his body was broken and dead. Pan Xuan suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and he shouted in his heart: "I... I killed him? How could I shoot so lightly and not severe?" Pan Xuan killed a lot of strong enemies in his life, although he was shocked at the moment, but he didn't regret it, he was not allowed to kill people in this martial arts arena, otherwise he would be considered defeated, but Pan Xuan didn't care, but he hated himself for being confused and mishandled, he only planned to make this Liao Wensheng vomit blood and faint, but who knew that the shot was too heavy, and he burst to death.

Pan Xuan's heart was in a mess, and he thought: "I swallowed the soul refining of the king of Hades, if I don't accept it, my shot will be messy and unorganized, and if I am not careful, the consequences... What a tragic consequence? Damn, damn swallowing mountains, and still won't let me be peaceful when I die. ā€

Zhang Qianfeng and others had already rushed over, and when they saw that Liao Wensheng was dead, they were shocked and sad in their hearts, but when they saw that Pan Xuan was stunned, he persuaded again: "Senior brother, this is not your fault. ā€

The cicada chirped: "Liao Wensheng practiced the Heavenly Fire Sword Technique, and he messed up the order, so he went mad and died of self-combustion, which has nothing to do with coiling. ā€

Stammered, "With me.... Irrelevant?" The Swallowing Mountain Refining Soul began to rage again, and the coiled snake was in a hurry to subdue it, becoming muddy, and his ordinary sharp teeth disappeared.

This flying layer test is not trivial, and the other examiner is also a master of the Escape Heaven Layer, the Master of the Bitter Dynasty Sect Xin Thorn, he came up to check and said: "But don't break the rules, this person and Pan Xuan fought and died, it stands to reason that Pan Xuan can not win the top spot this time." ā€

Cicada Ming shook his head and said: "This is not killed by Pan Xuan himself, what is the crime?" Pan Xuan found out the truth of the Black Maggot Sect back then, and avenged his disciples such as Bujia and Zhu Yuan, and the old Tao of Cicada Ming seemed to be extremely partial to Pan Xuan, this old Taoist was powerful and powerful, and as soon as he opened his mouth at this time, there was almost no difference between him and the sect master's speech, how dare Zhang Qianfeng and Xin Thorn not obey?

Pan Xuan sat up suddenly, kowtowed to the cicada, and said: "The disciple is so tired that Senior Brother Liao Wensheng died tragically, how dare he be the leader? ā€

The cicada said loudly: "I said that you are not wrong, what are you doing to me? You are the leader of this time, who is not convinced, let him come to me." After that, he took out a pendant from his bosom and said: "This is the Divine Jade, which is extremely precious, priceless, and the rest is useless. ā€

Pan Xuan was furious, and wanted to push and scold the refusal, but finally settled down at the critical moment, took the Shenyu tremblingly, and hung it around his neck.

Seeing him like this, Cicada's face softened, and he said: "Yuyazi, you should persuade your apprentice well, feed him the pill, and then pass on his flying heavenly skills." ā€

Yuyazi respectfully agreed, and the cicada shouted to everyone: "The competition is over, you still don't disperse?" According to the rules of the Holy Yang Sect, the corpse should be burned and sacrificed to the god of fire, he flew slowly, and soon disappeared behind the top of the mountain.

Lu Zhenying and others rushed over, Yu Yazi saw Lu Zhenying, her expression was a little stern, Lu Zhenying bowed to her obediently, Yu Yazi coughed, helped Pan Xuan up, and said: "Everyone said that you are right, why do you think nonsense? ā€

Looking at Lu Zhenying, Lu Zhenying smiled mischievously at him, as if to say: "Make your master happy and happy, don't take care of me." Pan Xuan calmed his mind, followed Yu Yazi and others back to the Shenzang School, came to the Taoist temple, Yu Yazi cleared everyone, sat on the futon, looked at Pan Xuan, and looked like a smile.

"What's wrong with Master?"

Yu Yazi said: "You and Lu Zhenying have been in the industry for less than ten years, and they have entered the fourth layer realm, and the way of this world is changing so fast. It took me 30 years to ascend to the sky, and 100 years to reach the sky. ā€

Pan Xuan sighed: "The disciple is also.... I don't know, it's the master who teaches well. ā€

Yuyazi said: "This naturally has the credit of being a teacher, I won't let you have a relationship with Lu Zhenying.... Yuanfang, keep your yang energy, otherwise how can you achieve today? You still complained to me back then, don't you know to me?"

Pan Xuan hurriedly said: "The disciple will never dare. (To be continued.) )