fox master

White Tiger Palace

A young man was covered in wounds, his white clothes were stained with blood, and the end of the purple gauze was still dripping with blood, forming a pool of scarlet on the dark gold bricks.

His already cold pale complexion was even paler, his eyes flickered coldly, he held a purple iron fan in one hand, and stretched out the other hand, his blood-soaked palm channeled his spiritual power, and pushed open the last golden door.

The moment he pushed open the door, the folding fan in his hand opened slightly, and he assumed a posture that could be attacked or defended.

However, a golden light flashed by, and he still couldn't dodge it, and hit the wall heavily.

Zi Qiyuan spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the golden-eyed man in front of him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Even the scars on his body did not hide his fairy demeanor, "It's finally here."

He smiled, looked back, and Zhan Yixuan walked out unscathed.

Zhan Yixuan was dressed in red, with a large pattern of the Nine-Tailed Fox family drawn with dark golden silk thread on his back. There was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, just like back then.

Ruru is like the fox ancestor who watched Qingqiu rivers and mountains, not the lonely wandering boy.

Holding the Sin Gold Rod in his hand, he gave Ziqiyuan a deep look as he passed by, without saying anything.

This is the last battle, no matter how much you say if you are dead, it is empty talk, only if you are alive, and only if you win, can you have the next thing.

it is more than words.

Zhan Yize stepped forward, looked at the brave man with golden eyes in front of him, and said, "Baihu?"

The man looked at him and said, "White Tiger Xu Po, are you from the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan?"

"Well, it's a choice."

Xu Po laughed, with a hint of sarcasm, "Yu Yan asked you to come?"

Zhan Yize looked at his expression and replied, "It's his guidance."

"It seems that you are also his pawn."

Zhan Yize frowned slightly, he was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "You are not willing." He was not angry because of Xu Po's words, but his tone was calm.

"Aren't you unwilling?" Xu Po asked back.

"I have, that's why I came here." Zhan Yize paused, and then said: "But before breaking the fate, you have to accept it first, don't you?"

"Accept?" Xu Po snorted coldly, "I don't want to be his pawn."

"Then I was wrong." Zhan Yize smiled, with a settled transparency in his eyes, "You are not unwilling, but you have a grudge against him."

Zhan Yize has no feelings for Yu Yan, they are just making use of each other, what Yu Yan wants to play, what to do with him, Zhan Yize doesn't care at all, what he cares about is what he can get in this game, What can the fox family get.

His purpose has always been pure, so he is sober.

But the white tiger in front of him, he has an affair, Zhan Yixuan thought of it.

Something flashed in Xu Po's eyes, from ridicule to anger, and finally disappeared under the vicissitudes of life, and then the fighting spirit ignited, he stretched out his hand to call, and a four-foot-long golden hammer appeared in his hand.

"Today, we can only live one." Xu Po said.

Zhan Yi swung his golden rod of choice, suppressed his smile, and said in a deep voice, "That's exactly what I meant."

Xu Po took the lead in attacking with a hammer, and Zhan Yize also hit with a stick. The spiritual power collided head-on, and the aftermath dissipated. Zhan Yize retreated a little, his face darkened.

He had taken Sanwu Lingshengcao, and re-refined sin gold, so that he made up for the gap in cultivation, but it was only on par with Xu Po, and he was even a little lower than him in detail.

Xu Po felt that his cultivation base was weaker than his own, but that weapon was terrifyingly strong, which could make up for Zhan Yichou's disadvantage, but even so, his goal was achieved.

Looking at Zi Qiyuan who spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, Xu Po laughed out loud.

And that's why Zhan Yize's face darkened, "You should be careful." He said coldly.

Zi Qiyuan protected him all the way through numerous traps, undertook all the attacks, and kept Zhan Yixuan's strength intact. At this moment, he couldn't use any more spiritual power at all.

Xu Po's hammer was deliberately shaking out the spiritual power horizontally. Although the consumption would be greater, but in this way, he could not only test the spiritual power that he had to fight, but also make Zi Qiyuan unable to move.

Zhan Yize needs to go all out to take this blow, how can he protect the people behind him?

After that blow, he heard a clear sound of leg bones breaking.

Even if Zi Qiyuan lost all his spiritual power, Baihu couldn't rest assured, and directly broke his leg. Even if such an injury can be healed, it will take at least ten days before he can move.

So ruthless, anger appeared in Zhan Yize's eyes.

Zi Qiyuan was already covered in blood, but after falling to the ground, the lower half of his body overflowed with blood, which gradually spread into one piece, looking very terrifying.

He trembled, trying to connect the bones, but his arm was so heavy that he couldn't move it. Zi Qiyuan sighed inwardly, so he had no choice but to give up, using his last strength to protect his heart.

"Your Majesty... this subordinate cannot die." His voice was weak, but determined.

The physique of the Dragon Clan is the most powerful among the Monster Clan. It does not drain blood and has strong self-healing power. It will definitely not die for a while. Zi Qiyuan hopes that Zhan Yichou will not be distracted by this, because as long as Zhan Yichou wins If he is injured, he will definitely survive, it doesn't matter whether the injury is serious or not.

Of course, Zhan Yize also understood this, so he no longer hesitated, and attacked Xu Po with another stick. He moved quickly, using the first and second forms of the Sin Gold Staff alternately.

The golden quality was at its peak, the fierce force and the poison were interleaved, and the golden light was flying. Xu Po had to pour [-]% of his spiritual power into the golden hammer, so as to be able to withstand the power of the sinful gold.

The moves of both of them are open and close, and they are mainly gold spirit power. During the fight, gold spirit power gushes out continuously, leaving cracks on the wall pillars in the hall.

Zhan Yixuan's figure changed, and he used the footwork of the Thousand-step Shadow Palm. He swung his body and avoided the golden hammer. His figure was agile, and the next moment he appeared behind Xu Po, and he smashed it down with a stick.

Xu Po blocked his attack with a backhand hammer, and a dark light flashed in his golden eyes, "You are also very smart." He has been using wide open and close moves just to give him a blow at this time.

Seeing Xu Po turning over and jumping up with the power of the hammer, accumulating strength in the air, and smashing down with the hammer, Zhan Yixuan's figure flashed, but he couldn't prevent him from kicking the white pillar and flying out However, this blow was inevitable, so he had no choice but to take it hard.

Not enough energy was stored, Zhan Yixuan slid several meters backwards, his body trembled a bit before losing his strength, and said coldly: "You may not be less scheming than me."

Not only is it not necessarily rare, it is simply extremely vicious. It is worthy of being the ancestor of the Western Tiger Clan and the monster clan who mastered the origin of the golden spiritual power.

"Hahahaha, this is the best way to have fun!" Xu Po's golden eyes lit up with fighting intent. To him, having fun means being extremely ruthless, extremely fierce, with a piercing killing intent. Down.

One of them is fierce and the other has strange movements. Although they each have their own strengths, their minds and spirits are almost the same. For a while, no one can do anything to the other.

Time flies, at this moment, Qingqiu is at the last moment.

"Kongkong, a letter from the clan." Bokongkong took the letter, his face changed slightly, the monster clan was fighting upright, the fox clan was having a hard time, and the Shrike clan was also having a hard time.

However, she glanced at Jimotu and Zhanjiuxian, gritted her teeth, and said to Bomu, "Persist for another day." Another day, Jimotu's witchcraft will be completed.

Bo Mu pursed his lips and said, "You should go back now, there is still time to go back now."

At this moment, they are inside Qingqiu, and the Dragon Clan is outside Qingqiu. A black veil separates the two worlds. It is the witchcraft that Jimotu is about to complete.

Most of the vegetation in Qingqiu has died, and there are only four of them in Qingqiu. Jimo Tu and Zhanjiuxian are the casters, so they can naturally stay in Qingqiu.

The chaotic ivy is an important medium, and its owner and Bomu, who is contaminated with his breath, can also enter during the operation, while the other foxes are all outside, unable to enter the Qingqiu that is being transformed.

But all the dragons outside, from Bokongkong's point of view, they are more than auspicious, they can't last until Jimotu completes the witchcraft and come in, so at this time, Zhanjiuxian is everything to Qingqiu, how can she go away easily?

Jimotu glanced at them and said, "The chaotic ivy can be divided into two, but its strength will be greatly weakened."

Bokongkong looked at him and understood what he meant. She stretched out her hand without any hesitation, and the chaotic vine broke into two pieces. Bokongkong's face turned pale for a moment, but he said with a smile: "This is the fox tribe." It is my benefit."

Bo Mu frowned and looked at her, Bo Kongkong shook his head at him, indicating that he was fine, then he looked at War Jiuxian and said: "The Boluo clan is urgent, I'm leaving."

War Jiuxian looked weak, but a look of gratitude flashed in his eyes, "Thank you."

He watched Bo Kongkong and Bomu gradually go away, his eyes were calm, he knew that this was the last time, or everyone would be the last time, and when the ink technique was completed, he couldn't hold on anymore.

"Five." He said in a daze.

"What?" Jimo Tu was taken aback.

"Three." Immortal War Jiu said again, he looked at him with indescribable sadness in his eyes, "there are three living foxes left... two."

Jimo Tu understood what he meant.

He raised his head and looked at the green hills that were no longer green. At this moment, the only green in this world is a small piece of chaotic ivy next to the Jiuzhuan Liuhe flag, but that green is slowly fading away. .

"War Jiuxian, do you...have any regrets?" Jimo Tu said softly.

War Jiuxian looked at the west and fell silent.

One night is fleeting, and the last moment is approaching. The dragons are still attacking the black barrier, but the War Jiuxian can feel that the strength of the attack is getting weaker and weaker. After an hour, they will no longer be able to attack Qingqiu. up.

Sorry.

Regarding Qingqiu, he has no regrets.

But, my lord, I couldn't wait for you to come back. It turned out that that day was really a farewell.

He remembered the days long ago.

Zhan Yize, this name was so strange at first, when he saw that young and frivolous face, he got a little bit of impression, and then this name was engraved in his life forever, and walked with him Most of my life.

His days with him are the longest among all the guards.

He has witnessed Zhan Yixuan's last youth, frivolous and unruly.

He fought with him, and those years passed.

Zhan Yize became calm, and he stopped fighting, but learned to look at him, the word "Zun Shang" took root in his heart, so deep.

Your Majesty.

I didn't accept you at first, but later, I looked forward to you, and I knew that I would never be like you, but whenever I felt that I had learned something from you, I would feel very proud.

I stand where you have stood, experience your mood, make a desperate choice, but in the end I don't know if this is what you want.

But I have tried my best to get close to you and followed your footsteps. As a fox clan, I don't want to disappoint the clansmen. I guard Qingqiu. No other clan can come in in the future. I have done it, and I have nothing else to do beg.

However, as your follower, I don't know if you are satisfied.

War Jiuxian felt that he would never know.

What Zhan Yize left him was a silent farewell. No matter how many nights he had nightmares, he watched the figure gradually go away. He couldn't hear what he said clearly, and he couldn't catch up with him.

My lord, I have regrets.

I want to see you again, I want to know if you are still angry.

My lord, I miss you, if I am not dead, would you still be willing to see me, would you still be willing to smile at me, would you still be willing to drink with me?

He doesn't drink well, but he likes to sit with his lord and Gui Nian. The trees in Qingqiu are very dense, and the shade is very cool. At that time, there were no wars every day. Your lord, tell me, if I live, I can Are you worthy of such a day?

The tree in Qingqiu withered, Gui Nian died, and now, he is going to die too.

However, the Immortal of War Jiu felt that he was drunk.

He took Jimotu's hand and held it tightly, "You, help me ask His Majesty, ask, ask..." He said it twice, his voice choked up, but he still didn't say what he asked , the Immortal of War Jiu finally shed tears, "Tell Your Majesty, under the tree... there is still an altar, and the wine will be buried in the ghost year."

His hand slowly dropped.

Your Majesty... After that day, until I die, I still haven't been able to see you again.