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After using a set of Chiyue Seven Slashes, Zhang Long flew back from the distant mountain lightly, and landed in front of Shi Zhijian.

"How do you feel?" Zhang Long asked with a smile on his face.

He was so cheap that he didn't hear it, his big eyes were still looking at the mountains in the distance, his dark eyes were full of obsession, imagining the domineering and furious scenery performed by the seven moves just now, he felt that the whole person was sublimated.

"Okay, I'll pass on the cultivation essence of this set of martial arts to you. After you're familiar with it, I'll demonstrate it for you." Zhang Long patted his deadly little head and said.

It was only then that I came to my senses, looked up at Zhang Long, nodded seriously, and said, "Big brother, I will definitely practice hard, just like you."

"That's good." Zhang Long smiled softly, and immediately raised his hand, placed two fingers between the eyebrows of Shi Zhijian, and transferred all the contents of Chiyue Seven Slashes into the sea of ​​consciousness of Shi Zhijian.

Death to Chi frowned, then opened his eyes and lowered his head to think again. About a few minutes later, he raised his head and smiled sweetly at Zhang Long, then flipped his hands, and a silver-white long sword appeared. With a flash, he looked at the opposite mountain and flew past.

With the current cultivation base that has died to the low-level supernatural stage, it is not difficult to fly in the sky.

Falling on the opposite mountain top, the golden sunlight and the colorful halo of flowers and plants on the top of the mountain enveloped her figure. Her exquisite and pure white body was as spotless as snowflakes that just fell from the sky.

She looked back at Zhang Long, then turned around again, closed her eyes, and began to think back to Zhang Long's Chiyue Seven Slash just now in her mind.

In an instant, a icy chill permeated the air, and the melancholy and angry breath spread from the dead body, making the sun shiver and the temperature plummet.

"Plum Blossoms!" Suddenly, Shi Zhijian opened his eyes, and a cold gleam shot out from his innocent and kind eyes, which was undoubtedly cold and severe. Never fail.

"Boom!"

Lifting the silver-white long sword, countless afterimages of ice blue emerged, and in the next second, the entire body of the dead man was suddenly covered by a large mass of ice blue energy. The ice blue energy had been completely liquefied, although it was not as refined as Zhang Long's energy. Pure, but also crystal clear, like the water in the sea.

What's more, when the death was covered by the ice-blue water, another ice-blue sphere suddenly appeared above her head, as if it burst out of the void automatically.

In the next second, the two ice blue spheres extended countless ice blue rays and charged towards the opposite mountain.

"Shua la la..."

The world was even colder. After the two ice-blue spheres rushed out, the sky between the two mountains was filled with ice flowers, each of which looked like a plum blossom, but it was ice-blue and scattered in all directions. Flying shot, wherever it passes, all the flowers, plants and trees are broken.

Under the sun, the two ice-blue spheres are crystal clear, passing through the air like ice hockey balls, and the sky is scattered with ice-blue plum blossoms. The two spheres go up and down, seemingly connected and not connected, but they are exactly the same, like the moon and the shadow of the moon in the water.

Zhang Long frowned, and his eyes locked on the ice-blue sphere above. That sphere should be caused by another special consciousness in the sea of ​​dead to low consciousness.

In the blink of an eye, two ice-blue spheres stood still in the air on the top of the opposite mountain, and then exploded loudly, scattering into two ice-blue flowers that rose up and down.

The sound of the wind wails, which reveals an extremely cold meaning, blunt and with supreme majesty, like a living world, and among the two huge ice-blue flowers, there are two identical figures, and below is a vivid Death to Chi, above is a phantom that is exactly the same as Death to Chi, but somewhat blurred.

Xu Ying holds a phantom long sword with the same exquisite figure, but it is completely different from the expression of the dead to the bottom. The dead to the cheap is a proud face, imagining Zhang Long's previous demonstration, his big eyes are full of There was a monstrous anger, but the phantom above, that blurred face, was a kind of coldness that despised the common people, seemed ruthless and loveless, and possessed supreme power.

"Li Hentian!" Suddenly, the sharp and impeccable voice of Death Zhijian came again, and in the cold ice blue, the two afterimages moved again with synchronized movements.

The two of them clenched their long swords at the same time and stabbed straight into the sky. Immediately, two icy blue rays burst out. Amidst the crackling sound, the sky seemed to be frozen into an icicle. The two merged into one again, and their power skyrocketed.

Countless icy blue skulls burst out from the icy blue light, with two auras of cold blood and overwhelming resentment, screaming and roaring between the heaven and the earth.

One person has two moves, one move is arrogant and furious, the other is cold-blooded and ruthless, and the two moves are combined into one. The fusion of the two sword intents alone can make people suffocate, and the destruction caused by these two moves that are incomparably tacit The strength is even more unmatched by ordinary exercises.

Looking at the ice blue light that was slowly dissipating in the sky, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Long's mouth. With his current cultivation base at the psychic stage, coupled with the strangeness of the Supreme Ice Soul Art and Zhang Long's The strength of the martial arts skills taught, coupled with the tyrannical physical body of the second stage of the deadly and immortal golden body, if she is still in Xuanxinzong, I am afraid that there are not many disciples of Xuanxinzong who are her opponents.

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Soon, Death to Chien finished practicing all the Blood Moon Seven Slashes. Except for the last Blood Falling Boundless and Blood Moon Chasing Stars, which are still somewhat unfamiliar, the rest of the moves can be practiced. The aura exuded also has Zhang Long's kind of fearlessness and bravery that goes against the sky, but the other kind of consciousness she has cultivated has always maintained a kind of aloofness that ignores the common people, another kind of Different kind of arrogance, in this aloofness, there seems to be a trace of destructive death similar to Mie Ling.

"Report..." At this moment, a rather urgent voice came from the bottom of the mountain, interrupting the move that Shi Zhijian was about to perform.

Both Zhang Long and Shi Zhijian lowered their heads and cast their gazes in the direction of the voice, only to see a Longmen disciple in a white robe rushing towards the gazebo halfway up the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

After a few jumps, the lithe figure landed in the gazebo with a gust of wind. The disciple in white knelt down on one knee, bowed his head to Zhang Long and shouted: "Master, there is movement from the Yanghe tribe."

"Oh? What happened?" Zhang Long smiled evilly.

Hearing this, the disciple immediately replied: "Yang Yongtai, the leader of the Yanghe tribe, ordered all the 40 troops of the Yanghe tribe to march towards us. Yang Yongtai personally led it, and it can be said that it is an all-out force."

"Shoot out all over the nest?" Zhang Long smiled, "It's better to go out all over the nest, so that I won't be wiped out one by one."

"Then..." The disciple raised his head and glanced at Zhang Long, wanting to know Zhang Long's next move, but he didn't dare to ask.

"Okay, you go back first, I'll go to Huayangcheng to find you later, let Brother Chaoyang wait for a while." Zhang Long lazily said.

"Yes!" The disciple nodded, paused and said again: "All the deputy sect masters and mentors are waiting for the sect master at the Huayangcheng City Master's mansion."

"Understood." Zhang Long replied casually.

The disciple in white turned around and ran towards the way he came from. At this time, Zhijian flew back from a distant mountain, blinked his big eyes at Zhang Long, and didn't speak, as if he was waiting for Zhang Long to speak.

"Uh, I know that the Yanghe tribe will not let it go. It seems that unless they are frightened, it will be endless. But it's okay, since they have a large army, they just take you to experience it." After thinking about it for a while , Zhang Long looked down at Shi Zhijian and said with a smile.

"En." Shi Zhijian nodded, put away the long sword, a blue light flashed in her hand, and the gourd baby appeared in her hand, and at the same time she had a few spars in her other small hand.

Put a spar in the gourd baby's mouth, then looked at Zhang Long and said, "Big Brother, let's go then."

But Zhang Long was looking at the gourd baby. Some days without paying attention, the little guy has grown up a bit, especially a pair of small hands and calves are the most obvious. The longer the calves grow, the more they resemble human feet, while the two small hands seem to have degenerated. , the five fingers disappeared, and the whole hand became very sharp, connecting the arms like two green spikes.

It's just that the spikes look fleshy, which matches her chubby body like a gourd baby. Although it is long, except for the palm, it is difficult to see if you don't pay attention. It still looks fleshy, just a little bigger than the palm of your hand.

"Huh? Big brother, where is Wangcai?" Just as he looked away, he was about to take Si Zhijian down the mountain, but Si Zhijian looked at the soles of Zhang Long's feet, and then asked suddenly.

Dazed for a moment, Zhang Long couldn't help but smiled and said: "The bastard is probably still sleeping, let's go and have a look."

Sure enough, when Zhang Long and Shi Zhijian arrived at the residence halfway up the mountain, they heard Wangcai's thunderous snoring from afar.

When he entered the room, his eyes widened when he was dead, looking at Wang Cai who was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, the corner of his mouth was even connected to the ground, and there was a hint of doubt in his big eyes.

"Big brother, how can Wangcai be able to sleep so much these few days?" Si Zhijian asked.

"Who knows," Zhang Long shrugged, strode forward, slapped Wangcai on the head and shouted: "Your sister, don't sleep, leave! Don't blame me for starving to death!"

"Snoring..." Wangcai let out a long snoring sound, then opened his eyes, looked sleepily at Si Zhijian and Zhang Long, then rolled over and fell to the ground with a thud. It looked like he was too lazy to move his limbs, and then he saw Wangcai lying on the ground like a black and white rag, still not wanting to use his limbs, but twisting his body slightly, walking forward on his stomach.

"Fuck," Zhang Long rolled his eyes, "Why are you so lazy to be so virtuous? Don't you want to become a pig?"

"Giggle..." Shi Zhijian laughed, "It's too sleepy, come on, let me hug you!"

Saying that, Shi Zhijian put the gourd baby in his hand on his shoulder, then bent down and hugged Wangcai in his arms.