Previous life

"The first round of the Martial Arts Test of the Red Flame Conference - the winner of the Red Rabbit Altar, Bu Xuling, will face the main altar Weijiu."

White clothes, an iron fan, star eyes like lacquer.The young man who had come out of the world stood neatly on the edge of the martial arts arena.

Wei Jiu walked up to the competition stage with heavy steps, and looked straight at Bu Xuling's face—the eyes were dark, not the legendary "tiger pupils".Wei Jiu's heart relaxed, and he smiled evilly, like looking at a lamb about to fall into the tiger's mouth.With a wave of his arm, a colorful sword light spread towards the boy in white.

The remnant rainbow determines the universe in one way!

On the viewing platforms on both sides of the competition stage, the winner of the Scarlet Soul Altar and the masked Suzerain of the Leng Yue Sect suddenly stood up.

"This is not Wei Jiu's skill, Zhu Jiuyan gave him marrow washing pills!"

"What's going to happen?" Lu Jianxing, the winner of the Chiwu Altar and head of Danxia, ​​leaned on the railing with his sword in his arms, and asked calmly on the viewing platform on the other side.

"Change tendons to change strength, strengthen Qi and iron bones; when Qi is poured into Sanada, it will be firm and fierce, and if the breath decays... then life will be worse than death." At the end, the tone of the Leng Yuezong sect master became low.

"Lu Jianxing" looked sideways at each other, eyes full of pity.

"Bu Xuling, I'm afraid he's not his opponent!" Leng Yuezong took a step forward, as if he wanted to make a move.

"Don't worry." "Lu Jianxing" stopped him with a firm tone.

In the center of the field, on the colorful sword light, the young man in white is like a fluttering butterfly, light and graceful; the iron fan in his hand seems to be infused with spiritual energy, accompanying his figure and fingertips; the young man urges the iron fan , like two people fighting together, densely surrounded that piece of colorful sword light.

"Bu Xuling, who was blessed by Brother Lei, has broken the demonic barriers from his childhood due to cultivation, and his tiger badge is almost complete;" "Lu Jianxing" said with a smile: "And Weijiu, even if he took a stimulant, he is still the same. have weaknesses."

The head of the Leng Yue Sect stared at the competition platform, the colorful sword light was dimming bit by bit in the continuous butterfly dance.

"It's you, who didn't go with that mysterious old man that day, only kept a formula, and missed the opportunity to cultivate peerless martial arts and stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhu Jiuyan. Isn't it a pity?" "Lu Jianxing" continued.

"My lord of the martial arts, what does it mean to you and me to have one more and one less in the world?" The head of the Leng Yue Sect, who only showed his eyes, stared firmly at "Lu Jianxing", his eyes became clearer and more innocent:

"Even if I miss the whole world, I haven't missed you in this life, that's enough."

In the martial arts arena at this time, fear rose in Wei Jiu's eyes.Xisuiwan brought him a skyrocketing horizontal kung fu, but he was powerless in front of the light-hearted Bu Xuling; he could only hope for his master's successor, the man named Hydra——

Ning Zige stood beside the competition stage with a dignified expression.The competition in the general arena is the ultimate contest of the Chiyan Conference, and the winner will be awarded the Chiyan Order.Under Shaoqing's full planning, three of their brothers were qualified for the competition in the general arena. They were determined to win not only the Chi Yan Order, but also Shaoqing's revenge plan.The four brothers have made sufficient preparations for this Chi Yan Conference together; however, the other party is also prepared, isn't it... For example, the guard dove who is hanging up in front of me; for example, the sneak attack the night before yesterday, the strong The medicine given to him... At this moment, Bu Xuling had the upper hand on the competition stage, but it could not relieve Ning Zige's anxiety.

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in his ear.

"Sound transmission into secret?!"

"Bu Xuling!"

Suddenly, there was a loud reprimand under the martial arts stage.Bu Xuling's heart trembled in the midst of the fierce fight, and the originally smooth attack was slightly blocked for a moment.In the duel between masters, every detail is revealed; Wei Jiu seized this second without losing the opportunity, turning defense into offense.

Bu Xuling forcibly focused his attention and tried his best to turn the tide, but still couldn't stop a shadow lingering in his heart - Ning Zige always called him "Brother Lei", why did he call him "Bu Xuling" so bluntly? !

"Bu Xuling, you turned into a demon as soon as night fell, do you know how many martial arts comrades you have killed?" Ning Zige's voice continued to be heard amidst the sound of swords and swords intersecting, familiar yet unfamiliar, piercing fiercely as if in substance Step into Xu Ling's heart.

Accidentally, Bu Xuling took Wei Jiu's mark on his shoulder. He turned out of the battle ring, panted on the ground, and his eyes fell on Ning Zige, both shocked and angry.

"No, soul-stirring technique!" Ming Yu, the lord of the Leng Yue Sect and whose alias is Yan Gu, is very familiar with Zhu Jiuyan's methods: "When did Ning Zige fall into the Gu of the soul-stirring technique?"

This scene seemed to be beyond what "Lu Jianxing" expected.Although Bu Xuling's behavior during the period of madness was not under the control of Bu Xuling, it was indeed his heart disease; and this hidden disease was criticized by the person he relied on the most, which was nothing less than the greatest lethality.

"I'm going to knock Ning Zige unconscious, don't stop me." Ming Yu pinched the sword formula.

"No!" "Lu Jianxing" flatly refused: "Wait a little longer! This is also a mental obstacle that Bu Xuling has to overcome, no one can help him! Come on, Brother Lei!"

How could Wei Jiu give Bu Xuling a chance to breathe.The remnant rainbow is in one form, and it is colorful again.Ning Zige's bewitching voice sounded at the same time:

"You are a devil! Abandoned by father and brother, abandoned by the whole world!"

Sword energy and heart demon, from the inside to the outside, are crushing and oppressing Bu Xuling together.When the gods and bodies are in danger, a flash of memory is forced out of the chaos——

"No matter what happens, you have to believe, I like you so much..."

These were Ning Zige's words to comfort him softly while still pressing his forehead to his forehead like being tied into a rice dumpling.

"——No! No!" Bu Xuling roared angrily, standing up from the ground.

This is his answer to that puppet Ning Zige - Ning Zige who doesn't call him "Brother Lei" is not the real Ning Zige; Abandoned, he still has the angel who guards him, has Ning Zige, he firmly believes in it!

With an unimaginable movement, he managed to dodge Wei Jiu's inevitable blow; then, he fought back...

Wei Jiu's Remnant Rainbow Sword is famous for its colorful colors, and the more colorful it is, the more venomous it is; at this time, it is no match for Bu Xuling's white-clothed black fan, which is black and white.The huge martial arts arena is like a canvas, the original poisonous color is surrounded by cold black and white primary colors, and it is vigorously erased.

On the viewing platform directly behind the competition platform, Zhu Jiuyan, the host of the Red Flame Conference, was sitting upright, hiding his disappointment and anger in his mask.He has already found out about Bu Xuling's weakness, but his time-tested soul-hunting technique can't break the connection between Bu Xuling and Hydra, but instead boosts Bu Xuling's fighting spirit!What supernatural power unites them?Is there really a miracle?The arrogant Zhu Jiuyan refused to believe it.If there is a shrine in this world, it is him, the self who has mastered the supreme force in the world.

If you can't break it, destroy it!

Zhu Jiuyan's chest rose and fell, and a burst of energy was generated in the air, firmly covering Ning Zige beside the competition stage.

Ning Zige's heart orifice was restrained by the pill in his body, which echoed Zhu Jiuyan's aura, suddenly suffocated, his heart orifice was blocked, and Ning Zige fell headlong.

"Zige?!" Bu Xuling once again sensed the emptiness and bewilderment of his spiritual consciousness being pulled away, exactly the same feeling as Ning Zige felt when he fell off the cliff on Zhangyatai that day.

The competition stage, which was originally occupied by black and white, suddenly reversed, a thick splash of blood splashed, and the colorful colors spewed and expanded again.

Bu Xuling looted out of the ring and stood still, his white clothes stained with blood, looking at Ning Zige in surprise.

Ning Zige was held in his arms by Ming and Lu who jumped off the viewing platform, his eyes were closed tightly, and his life and death were uncertain.

"Brother Lei, for Zige's sake, you have to be strong!" "Lu Jianxing" took a step forward, and said in a low voice to Bu Xuling on the competition stage: "Protect Zige well, don't let him become a target for the enemy! "

Yes, we are each other's support, not each other's weakness.

"Lu Jianxing"'s words were deafening, but he felt that the court was empty and bright, and there was some power that enlightened him and inspired him boundlessly.

Wei Jiu, who was riding the victory and holding the sword, blurred in front of his eyes, and the target who was stunned a second ago suddenly disappeared in place; a cool wind swept over his head, and his hair was loosened, and it fell all over his face.The fright of brushing shoulders with the god of death made Wei Jiu stay where he was.

"Tiger Eyes?!" Everyone on and off the stage exclaimed.

Yes, even though the boy's movement was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye, the amber light still frightened everyone's minds.

"Brother Lei can activate the 'Tiger Eyes' during the day?!" "Lu Jianxing" muttered to himself, "Dacheng, Dacheng..."

"There's no chance of winning." Ming Yu poured his true energy into Ning Zige to help him restart his mind, and coldly made up the knife: "Xiui Pill can turn a person into a mutated existence that is fierce and unconscious. Buxu Ling is light and nimble enough, but not strong enough; if you can't let Wei Jiu down, you will eventually end up exhausted."

There was a strange clanging sound from the martial arts stage, it was actually the sound of Bu Xuling's iron fan breaking through the defense and hitting Weijiu's body.

"Trust Zi Ge and Brother Lei, we are a tacit combination of fans, how can it be easily led by dogs." "Lu Jianxing" stared at the competition stage intently, with a smile of confusion on his face.

On the stage, Wei Jiu looked at Bu Xuling, who had been invincible for a long time, and bared his front teeth triumphantly.But Bu Xuling showed no signs of defeat, slowly closed the fan, pulled out a spike from the handle, and the fan suddenly turned into a short sword more than two feet long.

Wei Jiu frowned, thinking, there are many tricks, so what can I do, still can't break my iron wall.In a flash, Bu Xuling's figure approached like a ghost, and attacked his lower body strangely.Wei Jiu instinctively jumped into the air to dodge, but when Bu Xuling yelled softly: "Blood sea!" He suddenly felt a numbness in his inner thigh, and a hot stream gushed out.

The marrow-washing body actually has an empty door!Wei Jiu looked down at the rapidly expanding blood red on the trouser legs, and was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.It's not over yet.Bu Xuling swung the slender dagger in the shape of an iron fan and attacked again. This time, what he said was:

"Poto!"

With no strength left to fight back, Wei Jiu was lightly hit on both flanks again.This time, not only the blood, but also the breath——

"When Qi is filled with Sanada, it will be strong and fierce, but if the breath is decayed, life will be worse than death."

With a sound of "choking", the Canhong sword slumped down, and Wei Jiu staggered to the ground.

"What's the situation? How did Bu Xuling do it?!" Ming Yu asked in surprise under the stage.

"Even you don't know the secret of the marrow washing pill, do you?" "Lu Jianxing" smiled and said, "Didn't you give the pill I gave you to Ning Zige as I said in the Lingyuan Cave?" Is it? Our great inventor, the creator of the new world, Mr. Ning Zige, has naturally found a way to crack it! That deformable fan was also specially modified by Master Ning!"

Panting for a while, with Ming Yu's help, Ning Zige broke through the blockage in his heart and slowly opened his eyes.In his gradually clear line of sight, a boy in white clothes approached from far away, until his warm and real breath pressed against his cheek, tired and anxious.

"Brother Lei..." Ning Zige whispered.It was so reassuring and satisfying to see him the moment I opened my eyes.

"You, call me one more time..." Bu Xuling trembled as if he couldn't believe his ears.

Ning Zige didn't quite know what happened when he was swayed by the soul-destroying technique, but obediently called out:

"Brother Lei—"

The protracted syllable didn't have time to end, he was already grabbed by Bu Xuling:

"Zige..."

"...Did we win?" Ning Zige was caught in this sad and happy embrace, and never forgot to ask.

"We won, we won!" Bu Xuling quietly wiped away his tears:

"We won together."