Master, love me again!

Ice and fire, white and black, immortals and demons.

The long whip almost came alive in Zhuo Junchen's hands, stirring and tearing like a giant dragon that would choose someone to devour.Shen Hanfeng's sword moves were fierce, but at first he only used defense instead of attack.He has always been used to find out the details of the enemy, and then make an unexpected attack.And Zhuo Junchen's thunder and fire intertwined moves and moves were extremely powerful, and all the onlookers believed that this pair of master and apprentice had turned against each other, and they didn't show any kindness to each other.

Zhuo Junchen's moves were a little aggressive, and the thunder and fire energy in his body hadn't been carefully refined by him, so it was naturally a little out of control.Shen Hanfeng held the Fenshuang sword in his hand, and the human and sword merged into one. After a little probing, he had already seen Zhuo Junchen's details.

Nascent Soul Late Stage.

Having experienced a catastrophe, Zhuo Junchen shouldn't have made such a big leap forward even with the blessing of the devilish energy in the Nether Whip, but no one would have imagined that he would be able to do so when facing the last thunderstorm. bold.Looking at the entire cultivation world, no one dared to absorb the power of tribulation thunder, no matter whether it was the immortals and demons who were extremely conceited and arrogant.

How arrogant is this move, if you are a little careless, your soul will be scattered and you will disappear in the world.

It's just that since it is so dangerous, on the other hand, the harvest that can be brought back naturally cannot be underestimated.Now the supreme power of thunder and fire contained in the tribulation thunder has filled Zhuo Junchen's body to the brim, and the magic power left by Wei Shengming in the Nether Whip has no power to fight for the front at all.If Zhuo Junchen was given time, his improvement would not stop there.

Shen Hanfeng's eyes dimmed, the awe-inspiring expression between his brows deepened, and his strikes became even more ruthless.

Shen Hanfeng treated Zhuo Junchen with sincerity in the past, how could Zhuo Junchen fail to see how much Shen Hanfeng has used at this time?Every time Zhuo Junchen blocked Shen Hanfeng's sword light, his heart became colder and more ruthless.He was taught by Shen Hanfeng all by himself, except for his skill, Shen Hanfeng can't understand it, Shen Hanfeng can almost guess how Zhuo Junchen would respond without thinking too much about every move.

The contest between the two strong men caused a surge of spiritual energy on the top of the Lingyao Peak, and when the situation changed, those disciples with low cultivation bases could hardly see the fighting between the two.

When the catastrophe came, Mu Zisu was taken away by Du Heng early. At this time, he looked a little embarrassed, but there was no injury. He stood on the same flying sword with Du Heng, listening to the sound from the other side of the mountain. Every time there was a collision of weapons, he felt his heart beating violently.

On the other hand, Du Heng beside him watched with great interest, without any worry on his face. Everyone thought he had great confidence in his Taoist companion. After all, Shen Hanfeng was the number one fighter in Qinghua Xianmen. Su felt it was weird.

His master has always had a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, even if the care he took for Zhuo Junchen was only for Shen Hanfeng, he would not be so careless about everything.If you don't believe me, look at Zhan Baichuan who is not far away, he and Su Yuesheng are almost standing shoulder to shoulder, even though he and Zhuo Junchen have already had a discord in his heart, and there is also a look of worry on his face that cannot be concealed.

"Both master and apprentice, it doesn't matter how serious you are, don't cut off my entire elixir peak." Du Heng's voice was not loud, except for Mu Zisu standing beside him, those people in the distance couldn't hear him nagging.

Mu Zisu was surprised when he heard the words: "Master."

Du Heng squinted at him, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Why, you don't really think I'm going to put your good brother to death?"

Mu Zisu felt unstoppable ecstasy welling up in his heart, and what Du Heng guessed was indeed what he originally thought, and he couldn't deny it for a while.

"If you don't force him into a demon, Zhuo Junchen won't live for another ten days at most," Du Heng didn't care about his apprentice's shocked eyes, and he looked away, watching the icy and fire confrontation on the elixir peak, "otherwise, with your Uncle Shen's temperament, Whoever dares to bully his apprentice like this will be the first one to be chopped into pieces by him."

"But, but..." Mu Zisu stammered as he looked at the battle situation in front of him. On the elixir peak covered with dark clouds, the turbulent battlefield seemed to be moving. Get rid of the last trace of doubt in Mu Zisu's heart.

Du Heng curled his lips, if he wasn't worried about being noticed by others, he really wanted to grab Mu Zisu's ear and reprimand him severely!His apprentice is usually very clever, but every time he is lacking in this kind of time.

"Your Uncle Shen's cultivation at the peak of God Transformation is only one line away from the Mahayana stage. No matter how powerful Zhuo Junchen is, do you think he can last so long with just a whip?" Du Heng gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, fearing Others noticed the stupidity of the apprentice.

Mu Zisu suddenly realized that based on Shen Hanfeng's understanding of Zhuo Junchen, it was impossible not to find out the flaws in Zhuo Junchen's body. Although their battle situation seemed to be noisy, in fact it was still controlled by Shen Hanfeng.As for why he was in such a hurry to suppress.Everyone knows that the cultivators who have just experienced the catastrophe are at their most vulnerable.Shen Hanfeng was the first to attack, and others had preconceived ideas, and would only think that this was a housework between the Qinghua Immortal Sect and even Shen Hanfeng's master and apprentice.If someone else seized the opportunity, I'm afraid it's not fighting alone, but taking advantage of others' danger to encircle and suppress.

Thinking of this, Mu Zisu couldn't help but admire the plan of Uncle Shen and his master, even he, the disciple who followed him, never revealed it.I'm afraid they knew early on that since he and Zhuo Junchen are close friends, seeing Faxiao in such pain, they must be the first to be unable to bear it and have to tell the whole story.

Enduring the smile that he unconsciously wanted to show on his lips, Mu Zisu also imitated Du Heng's appearance in watching a play, thinking in his heart that Uncle Shen and Master lied to Jun Chen so much, most likely Jun Chen would not know how to explain them. Listen, in the end you have to be the peacemaker yourself.Sure enough, Jiang is still old and hot, and the master may have already figured this out.

Unlike Mu Zisu's relaxed mind after his doubts were resolved, Du Heng's expression of watching the battle became more and more serious.Zhuo Junchen and Shen Hanfeng came and went, both in the sky.But as the battle became more and more stalemate, Shen Hanfeng showed a slight slump, and was forced to retreat again and again by Zhuo Junchen's increasingly fierce moves.

It takes some time to fully grasp the power that is too powerful.Zhuo Junchen had a wanton smile on his face, but the expression in his red eyes was extremely sinister.The battle between Shen Hanfeng and him forced him to quickly digest and master these newly acquired powers.After brushing past the sword's edge time and time again, not only did he not bow to the cold sword energy, but the devil energy in his body became more and more condensed, like a long whip with his fingers, he was gradually able to touch Shen Hanfeng's clothes. Sleeve gown angle.

The big red wedding robe added a bit of beauty to Shen Hanfeng's bloodless Frost Snow face, but it was extremely glaring in Zhuo Junchen's eyes.The long whip struck Shen Hanfeng's left arm, and the exquisite red robe was not a solid thing at all, but it split apart, revealing a bloody scar.

Zhuo Junchen licked his thin lips, and a hint of excitement flickered in his eyes.

Shen Hanfeng didn't seem to see his pride, turned his wrist, and hit "Wind Sword, Frost Sword".Zhuo Junchen avoided it easily, with a bloodthirsty look on his smile: "Why, Shen Xianjun giving me such a trick will make me mistakenly think that you still have some friendship for me."

Shen Hanfeng didn't answer, his moves were rarely fancy, every strike with a sword would hit the ground.Although Zhuo Junchen was mocking, his hands were not scornful at all.It's just that when Shen Hanfeng's old trick was just used, and when the new power was not born, Zhuo Junchen seized the opportunity and whipped him from the bottom up.Shen Hanfeng's avoidance was a little awkward, but he just avoided his face, but the robe in front of him was pulled apart.

"Ah...why didn't I get it in my heart?" Zhuo Junchen sighed with some regret, "If I can get my skin ripped apart, I'll be able to take a look at Shen Xianjun's heart. Look inside this beautiful body. Is the atrium empty?"

Shen Hanfeng froze when he heard the words.Zhuo Junchen naturally didn't let it go, he broke the original situation and reversed the disadvantage.The Nether Whip was blocked by the Fen Shuang Sword, but Shen Hanfeng's figure was uncontrollably forced to fall down by the force of the long whip.

Squinting his red eyes, Zhuo Junchen felt that this place was very familiar. The mountain under his feet was the Shuangtian Peak where he grew up.This is also good, at the place where they met, they will completely cut off the past grievances!

With the momentum of thunder and fire, Shen Hanfeng hit the mountainside of Shuangtian Peak heavily.Shen Hanfeng punched a hole in the green and warm purple grass.

Shen Hanfeng raised his sword and stood up. With his physique at the stage of transformation, naturally he did not suffer any serious injuries, but he still couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.He stood up and raised his head slightly, even though he was at a disadvantage, he showed no fear at all, looking at Zhuo Junchen with clear and cold eyes, proud and natural.

It's just that beside him, the bright red blood splashed on the green grass leaves, and was quickly absorbed by these seemingly soft and harmless grass, without making a sound.

Zhuo Junchen sneered coldly, using all his strength on the whip, in today's battle, he will definitely strip off all the camouflage on Shen Hanfeng's body!

The dragon chant was violent, and the Nether Whip went away without the slightest hesitation. The look in Zhuo Junchen's eyes was far colder than Shen Hanfeng's spiritual power.Shen Hanfeng didn't dodge or dodge, his legs sank slightly, and a strange silver totem appeared between his eyebrows.

This strange rune exuding silver light made Zhuo Junchen's heart skip a beat, as if he had known him before.The next moment, he felt a chill all over his body.On the luxuriant Shuangtian Peak, the harsh winter fell instantly, and the glaciers on the top of the mountain spread down instantly, and Shen Hanfeng was surrounded by a world of ice and snow.

That's right, he had seen the scene at this time when he was possessed by Wei Shengming on Mount Taiyun.It seems that Shen Hanfeng wanted to get rid of himself like strangling the magic dragon protecting the well.

A flash of determination flashed in Zhuo Junchen's mind: He wants to see if Shen Hanfeng has this ability!

The red light on the dragon ball was shining brightly, and the flowing magic power almost broke the bead completely.Zhuo Junchen waved his hand, and the long whip faintly revealed the shape of a dragon, just like a demon dragon coming to the world!

Shen Hanfeng let out a breath of cold air, jumped up, and stabbed Zhuo Junchen with the Fenshuang sword.

The majestic momentum caused the world to vibrate, and the mountain body of Shuangtian Peak made a violent vibration sound.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the result of this blow without turning their eyes.

Du Heng shouted in horror: "Shen Hanfeng!"

Fen Shuangjian stopped before facing Zhuo Junchen, and several thick and ferocious roots wrapped around Shen Hanfeng's limbs at some point.These self-black barbs restrained Shen Hanfeng's movements, Zhuo Junchen frowned, and found that the spiritual power of the person in front of him was rapidly losing and collapsing, like ice melting and snow melting.

The Fen Shuang Sword, which had lost its spiritual power, let out a sharp clanging sound.

It was originally a high-grade magic weapon that relied on the master's aura to fight against the Nether Whip, but now it encountered Zhuo Junchen's all-out whip, and naturally there was no other result except to break it.

Shen Hanfeng spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and Zhuo Junchen's figure, which was already very close, was restrained by these roots and fell back to Shuangtian Peak.

After breaking the Fenshuang Sword, the Nether Whip continued to chase after Shen Hanfeng's fall.

The sound of thunder and lightning exploded, and this piece of ice and snow created by Shen Hanfeng's unknown method was shattered in the thunder and fire.The sudden white ice and snow turned into thick fog, mixed with flying dust, covering the two people in this battle.

Du Heng was the first to arrive. After stepping on the ground, he rushed in regardless of the danger in the thick fog.Mu Zisu saw that Master disappeared all of a sudden, and wanted to follow, but he didn't know how dangerous it would be, so he didn't dare to rush forward.He was extremely worried about the safety of Master, the safety of Uncle Shen, and the safety of Jun Chen.Standing in a thick fog at this time, he only felt that his heart was also surrounded by a thick fog, and he couldn't distinguish the truth from the illusion.

He could clearly see that those weird rhizomes shot out from the mountain of Shuangtian Peak. Why did the little flowers that usually look weak and even cute suddenly attack Uncle Shen at this time?After thinking carefully, he couldn't help suspecting a person, and his lips and teeth trembled with fear. How many things were buried in this seemingly peaceful Qinghua fairy gate that he didn't know at all?

And Shuangtian Peak is not far away, in a small mountain attached to the formation peak, Huo Meier looked at the scene in the water mirror swallowed by white mist in disbelief.

With red eyes, she looked at Yueying who had been silent beside her: "Why did this happen? They, why did they become like this?" Before she finished speaking, tears rolled out of her eyes, and she couldn't help crying.

A trace of pain flashed in Yueying's eyes, and she hugged Huo Meier into her arms to comfort her, but what she said was: "I have to bear the responsibility for the mistakes I have made." What Meier did wrong should be made up for by herself.