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After Xuan Mu devoured his father's blood and refined it, his body soared by more than ten feet, and his momentum was mighty.

Above the Shanhai Gate, countless talismans dyed it into a sea of ​​flames, and the long dragon churned endlessly in it, and the billowing thick clouds sank down. Behind him, there were countless monsters and demons.

The few jade talismans that Meng Mingchao had painted before were all thrown into the sky, and the formation radiated a faint light, crumbling. It only took a moment for the protective cover composed of jade talismans to completely shatter, exposing Shanhaimen to the front.

When the monster clan attacked last time, Shanhaimen's large formation had been damaged, and it would be futile to open another large formation.

This battle is inevitable.

Xiao Minghe glanced back, wiped his eyes suddenly, and quickly calmed down: "The human race can't fight against the son of the big monster. It is you who really decide this battle..."

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He paused, guessing what he might have to pay to kill Xuan Mu, and wanted to say "you don't have to win", but he couldn't say it, his throat was so dry that he could cough up blood, his fingertips trembled, and he finally said a word Without saying a word, he left with his sword in hand to organize the monks to fight against the demon.

Fang Shiyi controlled the blade, and gently rubbed it against Meng Mingchao's fingertips: "Junior brother, let's go."

Meng Mingchao didn't move, he looked down at Shu Jian, and suddenly took out a small talisman paper figurine from his bosom.

It was the talisman that he kept with him all the time, looking like Fang Shiyi.

When Fu Ren gets spiritual power, he will turn into Fang Shiyi's appearance, which is an empty shell inside, but he can imitate Fang Shiyi's words and deeds.

was his solace for a long time.

He rubbed the talisman with his fingertips for a moment, and then his spiritual power became a fire, and it burned up, and burned the talisman in an instant.

The rune ash floated along the wind into the unattended goldfish pond and disappeared without a trace.

It is clear that he has no body, but Fang Shiyi still feels a tightness in his heart.

"Brother, this battle is over," Meng Mingchao said in a low voice, "If you disappear, I will disappear too."

So he doesn't need that fake character anymore.

Fang Shiyi hesitated to speak, but after a while, he said in a harmonious voice, "Okay."

Meng Mingchao has been waiting for him for so many years. He has been selfish for the human race so many times, always making him make some decisions that go against his will.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is futile and hopeless future.

The jade talisman array hovered in the air, faltering several times, and finally shattered with a "click".

Xuan Mu Yangtian let out a long cry, the hatred and the desire to kill accumulated in his bones burst out, his eyes were blood red: "Kill all the human race!"

Human monks rose up with their swords one after another, roaring angrily to meet them.

The flames of war were ignited in an instant, and countless ambush magic circles emitted soaring white awns, and the corpses that fell from the sky were densely packed, dyeing every mountain top red.

Meng Mingchao came up with his sword in the blink of an eye, full of murderous intent.

Xuan Mu turned into a human body, stepped back a few feet, and looked at him warily.

"As a monster race, why do you want to be a running dog of the human race?" He opened his mouth slowly, full of confusion, "You were injured by the monsters back then, and now your strength has only recovered by [-]% or [-]%. You can't beat me of."

"You hate the human race that much?" Meng Mingchao, who always fights when he comes up, rarely picks up.

Xuan Mu's eyes were cold: "The human race is hypocritical, cunning, treacherous, and greedy. The Zhongzhou Continent should no longer be occupied by such races. Only by killing them all can I vent my hatred."

Meng Mingchao twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly: "Isn't your mother a human race?"

"My mother is different from those lowly human races."

Seeing that Meng Mingchao could not be persuaded, Xuan Mu sneered, no longer trying to win him over, and using his hand to claw, as fast as lightning, he went straight to Meng Mingchao's chest.

Meng Mingchao didn't use the Wangshu sword, but used the "Tingfeng" bestowed on him by Wen Xiuyue back then.

Several demon scales of Xuanjiao have been added to this sword, which is tougher than ordinary swords. It forcibly held Xuanmu's claw. With a "Dang", he realized that the material of this sword was the same as the demon power on his body. Yuan was furious: "How dare you use this sword!"

Fang Shiyi rejoiced in Wang Shu's sword: "If he discounts this sword, wouldn't he be unfilial?"

Meng Mingchao's swordsmanship was taught by Fang Suyi, wide opening and closing, mellow and natural, with the air of embracing the breeze and bright moon, with a few empty swords to dispel Xuanmu's offensive, he called helplessly: "Senior brother..."

As Xuan Mu said, Meng Mingchao's current strength is indeed not as good as his. Moreover, when he was recuperating this time, he refined his father's flesh and blood again, and his strength increased.

In the last few fights, Meng Mingchao was able to fight back, but this time it was very difficult.

The offensive like a storm came, Tingfengjian blocked it a dozen times, and finally a crack appeared.

Meng Mingchao was forced to retreat steadily, and was knocked down on the mountain and sea pillar with a bang.

Fang Shiyi didn't dare to make a sound, lest Meng Mingchao, seeing this, couldn't help shouting anxiously in the sword: "What are you hesitating, quickly pull Wangshu!"

Hearing the voice in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, Meng Mingchao vaguely remembered that this is the place where Fang Shiyi often practiced his sword, and deep in the forest was an old beggar that Fang Shiyi had kept in mind for many years.

Xuan Mu's sharp claws struck, and the wind shattered and splashed.

The next blow struck again.

Fang Suyi didn't wait any longer and got out of the sheath by himself.Wang Shujian let out a clear cry, and came out with a clank, facing Shang Xuanmu's sharp claws.

Xuan Mu recognized that it was Fang Shiyi's saber, sneered, "overreaching", and the next moment his pupils shrank.

Since absorbing the flesh and blood of his refining father, he has never been wounded by human weapons again.

However, the sword light of this sword was unexpectedly sharp, just getting close to it cut his claws bloody.

Xuan Mu took a few steps back in surprise, brushed off the blood from his hands, his face was gloomy.

His wound didn't heal on its own.

Wang Shujian hovered in front of Meng Mingchao, as if he was guarding him.

Meng Mingchao broke a few ribs, caught them by himself, got up and held the hilt of Wang Shujian, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, brother, I'm a little distracted."

Fang Shiyi said: "If you lose your mind, you will lose your life."

After observing for a long time, he found that Xuan Mu, like most of the demon clan, possessed powerful demon power, but he couldn't use it.

The human race believes that everything has a law, and everything has a set of exquisite rules and techniques.

Perhaps it was because the demon power was so strong that Xuanmu disdained to fight in a human way, but it made it easier for Fang Shiyi, a bystander, to observe his flaws.

His eyes were poisonous, seeing Xuan Mu attack again, he immediately wanted to tell Meng Mingchao how to deal with it.

Meng Mingchao signed a contract with him, and he was connected with each other, so he didn't need to open his mouth, he raised his hand to hold a beautiful sword flower, and Wang Shu, who specializes in breaking the monster clan, pierced Xuan Mu's waist obliquely, screaming.

Pale golden blood splashed out, Xuan Mu was aroused fiercely, and attacked desperately.Meng Mingchao couldn't bear to let Wang Shujian get hurt. Whenever he couldn't deal with it in time, he would always protect the sword with his body, and let Fang pick up the leftovers and scold him, but he turned a deaf ear, and his body was covered with bruises in a short while.

No matter the human race, the monster race, or the demon race, they are all jealous. Even though there are large formations and traps set by human monks in the Shanhaimen, it is obvious that the demon race is more dominant.

If the stalemate continues, the situation will become more and more unfavorable.

Fang Shiyi could sense that Meng Mingchao was always deliberately avoiding fatal blows.

Because after that sword pierces, the coercion of the great demon will be exerted on Wangshu sword. The stabbing sword was so strong back then that it almost shattered, let alone Wangshu now.

Sitting in the illusory darkness, he suddenly said: "Junior brother, do you still remember the trick I taught you before?"

The sword is like the wind, moving forward without hesitation.

Perhaps it is also to die and survive.

He clearly felt Meng Mingchao's reluctance and sadness in his heart, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, if you can come back after going here, senior brother will wait for you under the flower tree in Lanyue Residence."

Meng Mingchao's lips trembled, and he spoke vaguely.

Wang Shujian rang again, as if in response to his words, and then there was a soft "poof", Meng Mingchao held the sword with one hand, grabbed a slight flaw in Xuanmu, and sent the sword into Xuanmu's heart in a hurry.

Wang Shujian clicked, creating countless cracks.

Fang Shiyi heard Meng Mingchao's words.

"Pick up the lost things... don't break your promise this time."

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The next chapter is over!Not BE!The extra episode should be written to be sweeter, and it should also be used as a speech.

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