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What does missing mean?

You can't see it, you can't hear it, you can't feel it...

wrong……

His sword array shook to the east, and he was about to swing the sword in this direction, but it was not Liao Yunchen who was in contact with his sword, but the sword array he had set up himself. At this time, the defenseless right side of his body There was a sudden sharp pain, as if being pierced by thousands of ants, which made him want to cry out in pain, but after all, he is not one of those beginners who don't understand anything, so he quickly dodges and waits until he lands safely. Fang took a breath when he saw this.

A man wearing a black hat stood there, holding a knife in his hand. Blood flowed down the blade and disappeared in the air before it fell to the ground. There were clearly some vague black shadows there.

"This... what is this?"

There was some trembling in his voice that he didn't even notice. At that moment, he began to wonder if Liao Yunchen used some kind of magic or secret method to win. After all, what can't these magicians do?

"It's just my pet. If you like it, I will give it to you. It seems that I like your smell."

Perhaps it was because the speaker had no intention of listening, but when Gu Ru heard the last few words, the tips of his ears couldn't help but turn red. Although the voice of this person was always cold and clear, only the smell made people linger and think of the length of the text. Abnormal, I feel as if I have been molested by this magician.

"You devil!"

"..." Liao Yunchen looked over with some puzzlement, it's a pity that the bamboo hat completely blocked the window of the soul, but once the man changed the rules just now, the swordsmanship in his hand also became frenzied. Somehow, while dodging, Liao Yunchen would occasionally pick up two moves with him, to be honest, he really didn't dare to make a move, fearing that if he couldn't control it, he wouldn't be thrown out by Hua Taiji anyway?

He started with a sword pose, and the surrounding spiritual energy gradually surged. He was more Tai Chi style than these Taoist disciples. When seeing Liao Yunchen's ability, Gu Ru who rushed towards Liao Yunchen suddenly flew out and finally landed on the ground.

At this moment, there was only silence on and off the court, and there was not even an opening statement. They just quietly looked at Gu Ru who was lying on the ground. To be honest, they didn't know how Gu Ru lost.When Liao Yunchen floated down from the stage again, there was a commotion gradually.

"This person's cultivation base is not low, and at this time it is even more incomprehensible, the head..."

The person sitting next to the headmaster poked his head over, and when he saw Qingming's sweeping eyes, the person immediately lowered his head, as if nothing had happened just now, the headmaster glanced at his disciple, and his heart was still shaken. Shaking his head, he just waved his hand at the person beside him: "No hurry, let's take a look."

Among the disciples on the field today, when it comes to cultivation, apart from Qingming who is already a Nascent Soul, even Liao Yunchen is also a late-stage Jindan. The gap between them shouldn't be so big, how could he be defeated in an instant, even the master, the master of crossing tribulation, couldn't see it, this is not very reasonable.

Nowadays, it is not enough to have a golden core cultivation base in the comprehension world, and even the heads of some small sects are only golden core cultivation bases, so there are still the most foundation-building monks in this round, who can meet Liao Yunchen There are not many people there, and now that he has defeated the monk who thought he was also Tango, he is even more jealous.

They didn't know that Liao Yunchen knew very well that his golden core was shattered back then, so it was naturally impossible for him to re-form the core in such a short period of time, so he simply threw away the shackles of the golden core and directly cultivated against the road. From the people's point of view, he was a Empress Dowager when he was abolished back then, and he has been a Empress Dowager all his life. Only he knows that at this time, he has already competed with the Nascent Soul cultivator.

What he practiced was the way of killing, and what he practiced was the art of killing. Naturally, these people didn't know how he did it, because their doing it was not a concept.

To be honest, it's really not easy to control myself so that that kid doesn't die.

After this incident, it seemed that most people felt sympathy for Liao Yunchen's opponent, and they even had the idea that they would lose if they met Liao Yunchen. Those who have high expectations for their disciples will tell their disciples to do their best.

However, it was a coincidence that Liao Yunshen's opponent in the next match was He Changzai, the one who came to repay his kindness. When He Changzai came to power, those disciples who always regarded their young master as the highest even fought He made a couple of sentences.

"Didn't you say that you want to repay your kindness, why don't you just abstain from voting?"

People who know He Changzai can't help sighing that He Changzai is a bad person in the sect. He was helped by a senior sister back then, so she took on the task of helping the senior sister collect medicine every day. What good things are there? He gave it to the senior sister first, until finally the senior sister got a pair of monks, and the Taoist partner was not a nose to him, and his eyes were not eyes, but he did what he did every day, and he didn't stop until the senior sister said in person that it was not necessary.

How could such a bad guy recognized by the whole sect be indifferent to such words.

He Changzai, who was halfway there, scratched his head at a loss, then frowned and glanced at Liao Yunchen, who was still standing on the stage waiting for him, and murmured, "It's not right to quit now." Brother Yun Chen's insult?"

insult?

It would be an insult to your sect if you go up now!

Jinlingmen is not a big sect, except for the head of the Yuanying period and two elders, the highest cultivation level of the whole sect is He Changzai, the elder brother. If all the elder brothers are defeated here, then there is nothing left.

Even when the Ehuigu disciple said the joke just now, the Jinlingmen disciple really considered the matter of admitting defeat. In their thinking, they would not have to go up and lose to lose face, and they could get back a good reputation. It's a pity that this At the critical moment, the elder brother seemed to have been kicked in the head by a donkey.

It's not that they don't have confidence in the elder brother, but it's true that so many Tanghou disciples of the great sect have already lost. They are small families who don't even have a pill or a treasure, how can they win?

At present, it seems that Liao Yunchen is the person who cares the least about winning or losing this match. He stood on the stage condescendingly and looked down at He Changzai who was walking up, and suddenly felt that there was a familiarity in this person that he had neglected for a long time. Feeling, this feeling... this feeling...

It's like getting the box back then...

Liao Yunchen looked at He Changzai who was standing opposite him smiling very warmly and comfortably, and pursed his lips: "Let's start."

He Changzai saluted, and he who was standing in the same place disappeared in an instant. Liao Yunchen jumped up calmly, blocked the weapons attacking from all sides in an instant, and was the last one to catch the weapons coming from the sky on his back. Under He Changzai, the force of this saber was very fierce. The arena under Liao Yunchen's feet was cracked dozens of times, just like this kind of arena. Think about how much terrible force a person has to bear.

Liao Yunchen didn't care, he also jumped up, bullying himself down, before He Chang made two sweeps before the formation was formed, he used the strong wind to blow away all those things, and waited until he followed up with two Dodging away, he saw He Chang standing there holding an old flute in his hand, whining and whistling, and the black shadow snake transformed into him immediately rushed towards Liao Yunchen.

Liao Yunchen has been raising ghosts since he passed through, and there is still a ghost in his mind that is nagging every day. No one is more familiar with these things than him. He immediately appeared in four directions of the ring and smashed four bottles here. , In an instant, black air gushed out, and he used a black jade wolf hair tied around his waist to point around in the air, drawing a strange symbol, and instantly the black dead air surrounded the two of them.

Those who had been watching the battle outside with sweaty palms stood up in amazement, and even people from other sects asked the head of Qi Yunzong: "Isn't it possible to use death energy and ghosts like this?" Should he be ousted?"

The head of Qi Yunzong just stared at the center of the field, and said leisurely: "Everything is used by me as a cultivator, why should I not be angry? If a cultivator is afraid of death, how can he do things against the sky?"

The people who said this sentence were speechless, they could only put their attention back on the field, the dead air shrouded the outside, they couldn't see anything, and they didn't know what happened to the two people inside.

The snake shadow under He Chang's command had already entangled with Liao Yunchen's death energy and could not get away, but he was different from ordinary monks. Shen confronted directly.

When Liao Yunchen fought with him, he was initially shocked that someone in the cultivation world was so good at it, but after seeing this person's more and more familiar moves, he naturally gradually understood who it was. That person obviously knew Liao Yun Liao Yunchen, who had a serious identity, did not stop at this point, but his methods became more and more ruthless. Liao Yunchen no longer had the idea of ​​a truce, and his moves became more and more unscrupulous.

"What on earth do you want to do!" Liao Yunchen stepped on the flute that was lying in front of the man, and then sank down, directly pressing the sharp blade in his hand directly under the man's jaw.

"We think you appear to owe some accountability."

He Chang's face has long since lost the original rivers and mountains, and his ruthlessness and murderousness are far better than Liao Yunchen's. He swung his flute towards Liao Yunchen's waist, and the flute turned into a sharp dagger halfway. The speed didn't mean to slow down at all, Liao Yunchen had to take two steps back to avoid him, seeing him like this, the man showed a smile, but the smile became more permeable the more he looked at it.

"Why, isn't that box easy to use?"