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Xu Manxing's face was anxious, and he said, "Sect Master, Senior Sister Traceless's martial arts are only one line stronger than mine, how can she be the opponent of the Little Corpse King?"

The little corpse king is also the combat power of king-level masters, and in the eyes of Xu Manxing and other Moon Shadow Sect disciples, tears are also delivery of food, and maybe they will be deliberately hacked by the other party.

Strong line?

Tang Fengyue smiled: "Don't worry, no trace will be fine." ”

Everyone didn't know what to do, but as the master of the door, Tang Fengyue has always been extremely majestic, and no one can disobey him. Xu Manxing had to secretly decide that once there was any danger in the tears, he would desperately save her.

"You shouldn't be because I'm angry. ”

On the martial arts field, the little corpse king said coldly.

"I'm already out, what I want, just draw the line. ”

The tear-free riposte was also very hard, and a group of people were speechless.

Only a few people had a bright eye, and their expressions were unpredictable.

"Okay, very good, worthy of being a disciple of the Jade Dragon, it seems that my little corpse king has been completely ignored, hahaha!"

Looking up to the sky and smiling, with extreme anger, the little corpse king poked out with a claw, and conjured a claw shadow in midair. This is the corpse king's claw, under the king-level master, there are almost no invincible opponents.

"Traceless Senior Sister be careful!"

Xu Manxing shouted.

The tears did not show the panic that outsiders imagined, and there was not even a trace of fluctuation on that slightly ordinary face. When the Corpse King's claw was only a foot away from her, Tear Traceless slowly drew his sword.

Most swordsmen pursue the speed and power of their swords. But this sword without a trace of tears made everyone see another way of swords.

Slow Sword.

The long sword was pulled out of its scabbard little by little, and the speed was like a weak child pulling out a bronze sword weighing 100 catties.

But strangely, time seems to have gradually stagnated because of the slow speed of this sword.

In the end, the Corpse King's claws stopped an inch in front of Tear Traceless, unable to move forward. And the sword that was unremarkable without a trace of tears gently cut it in half.

Some masters of knowing goods have their pupils in their eyes constricted into a needle's eye, and their mouths also let out a variety of exclamations.

The cathode produces yang, and the anode produces yin.

This sword without traces of tears is slow and fast, from slow to fast. She obviously abandoned the habitual thinking of most swordsmen, starting from the slow word, and understood the real fast.

This is a different path, but what kind of talent and understanding is needed to really get through!

The little corpse king watched the tip of the sword stab, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. His consciousness told him to avoid it, but his body couldn't even move a finger.

He understood that it was not that he had fallen for the evil spirit, but that the sword of Tears Without a Trace was too fast, so fast that it was beyond his body's ability to react.

A drop of blood splashed, and on the top of this silent Tianhuang Mountain, it fell to the ground with the wind.

The tearless sword has been unsheathed.

"You, this, what kind of swordsmanship?"

The little corpse king touched the blood on his eyebrows, his whole body was out of strength, and he opened his mouth and asked subconsciously.

"A glimmer of life. ”

Tears replied without a trace.

A glimmer of life, anyone facing this sword, there is only a glimmer of life.

The little corpse king's mouth was dry, and his eyes were black, if it weren't for his will, he really wanted to faint.

Before, he was angry, and even hated Jade Dragon for 'humiliating' himself like this, but now he realized that he was really not worthy of Jade Dragon's attack, because he couldn't even block a sword from Jade Dragon's female disciple!

What a shock, what a shame!

The little corpse king also claimed to be the first day of the corpse refining gate in a hundred years, and it turned out that it was just a joke.

Burst.

The little corpse king was so angry that a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and he fainted directly on his back, which can be regarded as seeking benevolence.

The two disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect held back their shock and hurriedly carried the little corpse king back to the audience for healing.

At this time, the scene suddenly boiled like boiling water, and changed from extreme silence to extremely noisy.

"Senior Sister Without a Trace, her strength?"

Xu Manxing was dumbfounded, and he was still in a trance.

Zhao Lei, Jiang Hua, and the other disciples of the Moon Shadow Sect, including Wen Ya'er, all of them looked at her extraordinary back as if they had known Tear Trace for the first time.

"You've long seen the strength of Traceless?"

Wen Ya'er couldn't help but look at Tang Fengyue.

Tang Fengyue nodded and did not speak.

With his realm, it is not difficult to see the strength of Tears Without Traces now, but what he really can't see through is why Tears Without Traces has improved so quickly.

After half a year of retreat, Tang Fengyue's current soul power is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first in the world.

He keenly discovered that there was an inexplicable power in Tear Trace's body, which was always fusing her bloodline, making her aura increase every moment.

This increase is not obvious when you look at it alone, but if you look at it again after a while, you will find that the tearless improvement is amazing!

"Could it be that phoenix phantom in the Phoenix King Cemetery?"

Tears without a trace once told Tang Fengyue about what happened to the Fengwang cemetery without landing at all. Tang Fengyue suspected that all this was the phoenix phantom that had not fallen into tears and had no trace in his body.

Rumble!

Everyone was still immersed in discussions, and an earth-shattering evil aura suddenly erupted from the side of the corpse refining gate, and then they saw a gray-robed shadow rushing out like a cannonball, killing without a trace.

It was the gray-robed man who wanted to assassinate Tang Xiangfeng.

Although this gray-robed man is despicable and shameless, his strength is indeed terrifyingly strong, and even Tang Xiangfeng, who has been promoted to the realm of returning to the truth, has to temporarily avoid the edge. Now he doesn't give Tears a chance to admit defeat, and kills her directly!

The people of the Moon Shadow Gate were stunned, and in just a moment, they didn't even have time to shout.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through people's minds, but they saw that the palm of the gray-robed man was almost pressed on the body of Tear Wu.

The tear-free body was penetrated by the palm, Xu Manxing only felt that his mind was white, but soon, he saw that the figure of the tear-free reappeared ten zhang away behind him, and opened his mouth to spew out a stream of blood mist.

"Dodge? Hmph, the second blow will see how you dodge!"

The gray-robed man was murderous, and he couldn't make a move, and he made another move.

But this time, a figure in white had stopped in front of Tear Traceless and slapped a palm at him.

Pound!

The majestic qi shook the void, almost shattering the defensive formation that had been raised by a notch.

"Old thing, you're over. ”

Tang Fengyue looked at the gray-robed man with an indifferent expression.

The gray-robed man sneered and said, "The old man is fighting on behalf of the Corpse Refining Sect, what's wrong? If you want to blame, you can only blame that your female disciple's skills are not as good as others." Fortunately, the old man only used one percent of his strength just now, otherwise you, the master of the door, would not be able to stand here and play prestige. ”

The gray-robed man didn't care about Tang Fengyue blocking his own blow, after all, he just did it casually. And after sensing the strength of his attack, Tang Fengyue used six or seven percent of his strength, and it was normal to block it.

Hearing the words of the gray-robed man, everyone was shocked, such a powerful palm was the embodiment of his strength?!

Tang Fengyue laughed angrily: "Skills are not as good as people?"

The other party clearly had the intention of killing, and he didn't even give time to admit defeat, if it weren't for the tears without a trace to understand the mystery of the end of the world, and dodge a blow, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Master, I'm fine. ”

Tears smiled reluctantly, and his voice trembled a little. It was clear that she had suffered a lot of injuries. However, she knew that the gray-robed man was terrible, and she was afraid that the master would lose his mind, so she pretended to be relaxed.

Tears were helped off the field by Xu Manxing and others, and when he left, he still didn't forget to remind: "Master be careful!"

The gray-robed man smiled predictably: "It seems that even you, a female disciple, are not optimistic about you." ”

As if to prove his strength, the gray-robed man's body shook, and the already terrifying momentum on his body suddenly increased by a large margin, and even the void seemed to be unable to withstand it, making a slight cracking sound.

Of course, the void will not shatter, but because the momentum of the gray-robed man is too strong, causing the air to condense, this is the only way to make a sound. But this also proves from the side how powerful the gray-robed man is.

Compared to him, the Corpse King is far inferior.

"I don't know how thick the sky is, I actually dare to fight with the ancestor, do you really think you are invincible?"

The corpse king was injured in Tang Xiangfeng's hands a few days ago, and he had been pranayama, and when he woke up at this time, he saw the situation on the field, and the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of cold arc.

The identity of the gray-robed man is only understood by the corpse king, the other party is a generation of corpse kings hundreds of years ago, and he is proficient in the corpse control and slaughter technique that is a level higher than the corpse refining demon skill.

The strength of the corpse king can be called peerless, but in the hands of the gray-robed man, he can't even move ten moves, and this is still when the other party is not serious.

Therefore, the Corpse King was extremely sure that Tang Fengyue did not have the qualifications to challenge the gray-robed man, and he would soon taste the consequences of arrogance.

"This gray-robed man, his strength is one level higher than that of the Corpse King, far superior to the five masters in the world, I am afraid that in that era four hundred years ago, he was also the top first-class. ”

When Ying Jixiong said this, the expression on his face was not only shock, but more schadenfreude.

Speaking of hate, no one on the scene hates Tang Fengyue more than him. He wished that Tang Xiangfeng would die immediately at the hands of the gray-robed man. At the moment, it seems that the probability is as high as nine in nine.

After all, half a year ago, Tang Fengyue's strength was only one line higher than his own, and no matter how much the other party improved, it was impossible for him to continue to improve to a big level.

"It's so reckless and emotional, it's hard to make a big deal. ”

On the side of the Demon Mirror Sect, the young man with glasses smiled slightly.

In his opinion, Tang Fengyue was too impulsive, relying on his talent, he would provoke untouchable opponents at will, which was very unwise. If he encounters such a situation, even if he makes the female disciple suffer a heavy blow, he must endure it, and wait until the next day, when his skills are greatly improved, it is not too late to seek revenge on the other party.

"Oops, the little brother is going to make a move. ”

On the side of Sanssouci Valley, Tang Xiangyun and the others were shocked, even if they knew that Tang Fengyue was strong, they were not optimistic about him at this moment.

Which one is easy to become a peerless master? After all, Tang Fengyue's martial arts practice time is too short, and his qualifications are difficult to make up for the gap between them.

The Moon Shadow Gate, the Anti-Corpse Alliance, as well as the Zhao family of Li Tianguo, the Ximen family, and many other powerful figures, all looked at the field anxiously.

"Tang Fengyue, the owner said that you can compete with me, hehe, don't die in this battle. ”

On the side of the World Outer Villa, Yang Xiaohuan's eyes flashed sharply, and he laughed in a low voice.