Feng Xiao has no time to pay attention to the outside world. He is engaged in a desperate battle with no less risk than a battle in a restaurant.

The two relics left by Cui Youwang seem to have the consciousness of the previous master. With the arrogance of the previous master, he refused to easily absorb and assimilate by the new master. After lying in dormant for several days and pretending to be gentle and surrender, he finally took advantage of the extreme serious injury and recuperation of the new master, and came back with great momentum.

It is truly worthy of being the style of the Demon Sect that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Fortunately, Feng Xiao had known that Xiao Lu could not give him the precious relics so easily, and kept a secret of his vigilance at all times. Otherwise, he would have been entangled with the invaders and ended up with a common death.

The two masters of Jiejian Mansion and the sect leader of the Dharma Jing Sect died of being possessed by the devil... Even if this method of death is a little stronger than choking to death by eating and drinking water, it is not much stronger. It is destined to become a laughing stock in the world from ancient times to the present.

What's more, his outstanding and dazzling style is hard to find in the world. If he dies, wouldn't he lose a piece of jewel and jade without a piece of jewelry and jade?

"snort!"

A sneer was not coquettish or irritable, but it was like the drum of the Kui Niu, known by Huangdi himself, with a huge momentum and shocking thousands of miles.

At least, it was heard in Fengxiao's ears, which was originally chaotic, and his originally disordered true energy became more and more disordered.

Fengxiao looked at the trembling human-shaped light and shadow opposite.

That was not the true senior master Cui Youwang, but just the illusion formed by the relics left by Cui Youwang on his spiritual platform.

However, in a sense, this is also the last afterglow of Cui Youwang left in the world.

Just like, although a fish is dead, it is stir-fried and served on the table with steamed braised vinegar. It cannot be said that the fish is gone, it just turns from a living thing into a dish. Feng Xiao thought with a little malicious intention.

The Demon Sect advocates the precepts of the weak and has little respect for the identities of seniors. Only the strong will worship others.

Feng Xiao is not a native Demon Sect disciple. He even reluctantly takes over the position of the leader of the Dharma Mirror Sect. After one day, the monk hits the bell for a day, and he is more enthusiastic about the identity of Jie Jian Mansion.

Because he has been talented since childhood, he has been favored and can easily pass the martial arts method that ordinary people think is suffering, so he has less persistence in martial arts. Otherwise, with his talent, he will definitely not stop there now.

Therefore, this leader of the Dharma Mirror Sect has less respect to the previous generation of Demon Sect masters.

Even in the torture of life and death, I still have no choice but to laugh and tease secretly.

Faced with his frivolity, "Cui Youwang" not only sneered, but also took action without saying a word.

The murderous intent was everywhere, strands of threads, and like cocoons, tightly and airtightly.

Every true energy that Feng Xiao made was captured by the other party's predecessor. He prescribed the right medicine first and then fiercely. While he was unconscious, he roared with an irresistible domineering momentum.

As the last bottom line, the spiritual platform was swept by the sudden ferocity and raging rage, almost losing its awake consciousness, and the entire body was built by it.

"Just because of you, you dare to call yourself a descendant of the Demon Sect?"

The rough sound echoed in his ears, causing Feng Xiao to feel shocked. He wanted to fight back but found that he could not mobilize his true energy at all. His true energy was suppressed. Only then did he realize that he underestimated the senior master and a person who could leave a glorious mark in the Demon Sect was no less talented than him.

The consequences of being careless and underestimating the enemy may be very miserable.

Feng Xiao finally didn't dare to be careless anymore.

But he was also helpless. In the battle of Fengyun Restaurant, he killed more than a dozen top experts in the martial arts world, including many famous figures and many up-and-comers with great qualifications. In the end, he fought a battle with Xiao Lu, who seemed to be different from him. He exhausted his energy and almost couldn't come back. He was also very tired, so why can't he even rest in healing, and he has to continue fighting?

The trickle of true energy was sorted out and concentrated, mobilized, and fought against "Cui Youwang" who wanted to swallow up and backfire. However, the enemy who had been dormant for many days was obviously prepared. The two sides fought head-on, and Fengxiao's true energy was weaker again, but the enemy remained unmoved, like a stubborn stone in Mount Tai, and even showed a sarcastic look at him.

"Bad!" He heard Cui You say unfaithfully, "I used my own strength to fight against the six masters and masters in the world, and I still escaped with ease. The Demon Sect is indeed worse than the other generation. If a waste like you, if I were there, let alone joining the Sun and Moon Sect, I would be killed by my palm outside the mountain gate!"

Feng Xiao gasped, feeling the true energy on the opposite side swelling upside down, causing great pressure in an instant. His true energy could hardly resist it, and it would collapse and be crushed to pieces.

In his illusory consciousness, he staggered and took several steps back, his limbs were as heavy as huge rocks, and he couldn't even lift a finger.

And the "Cui Youwang" on the opposite side kept sneering.

"I advise you not to waste your energy."

"Six masters, should we besiege you together, or to divide the front and back?" Feng Xiao asked coldly.

This is a very mysterious experience. What stood in front of him seemed to be Cui Youwang, but in fact they were just two relics left by him during his lifetime. They were both the condensed and shrinking of his life's martial arts and the remnant of his consciousness. The two people who were originally impossible to meet at all have a communication from a distance.

Cui Youwang snorted coldly: "Of course it's at the same time!"

Feng Xiao: "Then you are lying. Even if you are the best in martial arts world at that time, it is impossible for you to deal with six master-level masters at the same time!"

Cui You angrily rebuked: "Ignorance! Did you be the best in the world at that time? Are you dealing with it so perfunctorily now? I want to kill you, just as simple as killing an ant!"

Feng Xiao didn't care: "Then you do it, don't be ruthless. Maybe you can still take over the body and be reborn like those gods, and be reborn as a human being with my body?"

Cui Youwang said sinisterly: "Since I left these two relics, how do you know that you can't?"

Feng Xiao laughed: "You can't do it, so you are hesitating! If you destroy me, you will die with me. You can't bear to leave. After so many years, although you are just a relics, you also have some consciousness left by Cui Youwang during his lifetime. You finally meet someone who can fight and talk to you, so how can you bear to destroy me easily!"

The light and shadow condensed into human figures tremble slightly, as if they were being told the central thing, and as if they were falling into deep thought.

Feng Xiao will never miss any opportunity to destroy the enemy. Even if the person in front of him is a senior with his sect, he will not hesitate to counterattack!

"Mr. Lang!"

Pei Jingzhe looked at Feng Xiao's body in horror and his mouth and nose were bleeding slowly.

Feng Xiao's eyes were closed, and he never heard his shouts. Instead, his face gradually changed from blue and white to a light yellow color, just like the saying goes like gold paper.

Although gold is a beautiful color, if a martial artist appears in this way, he is basically not far from death.

The three ice elixirs were fed into Fengxiao's mouth, which only made his face look slightly improved. However, just when everyone thought there was a turnaround, the situation took a sharp turn.

Mingyue said that Feng Xiao was fighting with his inner demon at this moment. If he succeeded, he would live, and if he failed, he would die. There were only these two endings.

At that time, Cui Buqu stood up for a while, then turned around and left, going to do whatever he should do. If he hadn't given Feng Xiao the pill he had for emergency treatment, if Qiao Xian's face was not as ugly as that, Pei Jingzhe would almost think that Cui Buqu didn't care about the life and death of his husband at all, and even secretly happy in his heart.

But now, the proud and willful Lord Feng's second palace may really be here.

Pei Jingzhe sighed softly.

Feng Xiao was almost omnipotent in his mind, and he was unwilling to imagine the possibility of this kind.

He didn't dare to touch Feng Xiao. At this moment, the other party's skin was burning and any external force could lead to an unexpected accident.

Mr. Lang, if you can wake up, at worst I will just deduct a few more salary. Pei Jingzhe gritted his teeth and made a wish that made him heartbroken.

He thought about it and added to his heart: Don’t you like to be in trouble with Mr. Cui? If something happens, the court will send a new person to take over Jiejian Mansion in the future. He will definitely forget your old enemy very soon.

He didn't know what he said that touched Feng Xiao's heartstrings. The two true qi in the latter's body had indeed reached the moment of a desperate battle. They were stalemate and no one was willing to give in. The true qi belonging to Cui Youwang was powerful and domineering, and rushed in a sweeping manner, but was stopped by Feng Xiao. The latter did not just resist. He cunningly looked for any way to attack the enemy, waiting for an opportunity to act, which made "Cui Youwang" hate it.

"You are a rat, you are not worthy of calling yourself a person from the Demon Sect..."

Feng Xiao laughed and said, "You really think of yourself as Cui Youwang? You are just Cui Youwang's ascending to martial arts. After his body and soul disappear, two relics from the world remain. Even if Cui Youwang really comes, I want him to know--"

He was very clear in his mind. The so-called "Cui Youwang" in front of him was just a phantom transformed from the magic. Perhaps it did inherit Cui Youwang's true energy, but in the final analysis, it was just not tolerated by foreign invaders of original martial arts. If he could not convert this true energy into his own use, or forcibly defeat and suppress it, what awaited him would be like Cui Youwang's fate.

This should be the most dangerous level he encountered since practicing martial arts, but Feng Xiao was strong when he met strong, and he never knew what compromised and surrendered.

Perhaps, there are indeed people in this world who can make him give in, but it will never be right in front of him, here.

"——There is heaven beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the sky!"

With a bold statement, Feng Xiao adopted a strategy of forcing and forcing the front and back. After dealing with him for a long time, he thought that he had come to his breathing, and finally declared war on the enemy.

"Cui Youwang" seemed to be angry, and roared, and also counterattacked without hesitation.

After a violent tremor, a dazzling light burst out in front of his eyes. Feng Xiao felt the whole body burning, his blood boiling, and he was eager to break through the shackles of his skin and splashing out. His meridians were constantly twisted like a tumbling river and sea, and pain came one after another.

It was unknown how long it took, and all the storm and pain finally subsided, and Feng Xiao slowly opened his eyes.

Cui Youwang disappeared, the phantom had completely disappeared, and the body was filled with warm laziness inside and outside. The feeling after defeating the enemy was so wonderful, and the muscles, bones, blood and flesh couldn't help but moan comfortably.

Looking around, it looks like a piece of green.

It is like the newly planted young seedlings, like the swaying bamboo forest, like the green waves covered with lotus leaves, softly soothes his fatigue after the battle.

There was another man standing in the center of the dark green, smiling at him.

Feng Xiao moved his fingers, and the man came to him, with a familiar sick look and a cold look, without saying a word, just staring at him, letting Feng Xiao's fingers slide across his face, lifting his clothes, revealing his skin that had never seen the sun for many years.

Cui Bulu grabbed Feng Xiao's wrist and sighed softly: "Xiao Lu is dead."

Feng Xiao was stunned for a moment: "How did you die?"

Cui Bulu said, "After he fought with you, he was also seriously injured. Mingyue led people to catch up with him and killed him."

Feng Xiao felt relieved: "The bandit leader was executed, and the crowd of people on the 13th floor without a leader will never cause any storm."

Cui Bulu smiled and said, "All this is your credit, I will ask for your credit."

Feng Xiao also smiled: "I don't need you to ask for me, I just want you to do one thing."

He frivolously raised the other person's chin, and Cui Buqi's pale cheeks quickly rose a little red. He wanted to retreat, but rarely moved, with forbearance between his eyebrows, which was particularly charming.

Feng Xiao slowly moved forward, almost kissing him, but he suddenly stopped.

Cui Buqun showed confusion.

Feng Xiao suddenly sneered: "You can still see my inner demons and use this to confuse me, it's great!"

He suddenly bent his fingers backwards, pinched Cui Bugui's neck mercilessly, and withdrew hard, "Cui Bugui" instantly turned into powder!

"Why... I found..." The enemy's voice came as if nothing had happened, with unwillingness and frustration.

Feng Xiao laughed: "Because all you can make out is the only thing I imagined is Cui Bugu Go! The real Cui Bugu Go will never say anything like it is my credit!"

During the battle of wits and courage, he gradually gained experience and set up another hypothetical disguise outside his state of mind. As expected, he led the snake out of the hole and fell into the trap.

It was as if the dusty coffee table was swept away, and the spiritual platform returned to its clarity. The surging true energy gradually calmed down and condensed quietly.

The sound is loud and the elephant is invisible.
To be continued...