Phew, the day finally came.
Instead of being surprised, Cheng Jing felt relieved that things had settled.
He picked up his sword and said firmly, "Senior, please give me advice."
Changli said calmly, "There is no advice, there is only life and death.
If you can beat me, you will get what you deserve.
If you lose, then die."
Changli said nothing.
He said mercilessly, his cold tone full of ruthlessness.
Indeed, to him, what is the difference between Cheng Jing's life and other people's?
His eyes became sharp in an instant, and then a transparent sword appeared in his hand for no reason.
The moment the sword appeared, Cheng Jing felt his eyes being stung by the invisible sword light.
The combination of the sword and the person's ethereal and sharp aura filled the entire tomb in an instant, causing others to feel a stinging sensation all over their bodies.
This group of people looked at each other for a few times, and then there was a look of relief in their eyes.
Although they each had their own little thoughts, they never lacked the courage to fight bravely.
Maybe when they first entered the underground palace, some people were still trying to fish in troubled waters.
Thoughts, but those who can come here have either given up those things, or have firmly believed in slaying demons from the beginning.
Today, I don’t seek life, but I seek death They are Taoists, staying away from the mundane world is the Tao, following the desires of the heart is the Tao, but killing demons and slaying demons is also the Tao.
For a Taoist, life and death are never the first priority in life.
The pursuit of Tao is.
If they can get out alive today, maybe their Taoist heart can go further.
The Ziwu Sword, the Zhenshan Seal, the Wind and Thunder Edict, the Dragon King Flag, all these means of suppressing the bottom of the box were heading towards Changli.
The sword in Changli's hand turned slightly to one side, and then a transparent light appeared in the tomb, dazzling him instantly. caught everyone's eyes.
The sword blade moved forward gently, and the harsh sound of the air being torn instantly flowed in the tomb chamber, and the sharp sword energy ejected everyone in an instant.
Only Cheng Jing broke through the fierce sword energy, went upstream, and arrived in front of Chang Li.
Chang Li glanced at Cheng Jing indifferently.
The divine light that was revealed inadvertently was like the ruthless eyes of gods looking down at the world.
It was like the morning light pouring down from the sky when dawn broke.
It was like the everlasting bright moon. of light.
Cheng Jing was caught by this divine light and was stunned for a moment.
Then, in the next moment, he was thrown violently by Changli.
The body fell to the ground, making a loud noise, and a trace of blood spilled out from the corner of Cheng Jing's mouth again.
He raised his hand, wiped away the blood, and then stood up again, meeting with the other Taoists who were forced back by Changli.
Welcome to Changli once again.
The corners of Chang Li's mouth curled down slightly, maintaining a disdainful arc, then he raised his feet and touched them with a force that seemed slight but actually terrifying.
A huge shock spread from the place where Chang Li landed to the distance. , the shaking ground kept shaking.
This group of people was captured by the power that penetrated from the ground, and they were unable to maintain stability.
Among them, only Cheng Jing was able to lift his sword and face him again.
This time, Cheng Jing was not pushed back by Chang Li's move.
Instead, he fought several moves with him, but in the end he was also thrown out by Chang Li.
Cheng Jing fell to the ground again, his clothes soaked with blood from the corner of his mouth.
The strong smell of blood made Chang Li frown in disgust.
He changed the posture of the sword in his hand, once again revealing his ruthless and ruthless aura.
For the third time, everyone smiled bitterly and urged their dying fire of life, and then gathered all their strength to give one last blow.
The same was true for Cheng Jing.
His wrist was slashed, and gurgling blood and essence filled the sword.
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The sword, penetrated by the master's essence and blood, vibrated violently, and there was a faint feeling of excitement and eagerness to try.
The energy of wind and thunder surrounds the sword body, making the sword's power to kill demons even stronger.
This time, the others were forced back by another sword strike, but Cheng Jing persisted with dozens of moves before being forced back by Chang Li.
After they fell to the ground, they no longer had the strength to get up.
Blood soaked the ground in front of them, providing a true portrayal of their misery.
Everyone's faces were pale, with a strong look of death on their faces, but they still held the weapons in their hands firmly.
Even if they knew that they had no power to resist, they did not want to show their cowardice in front of this evil spirit.
The candlelight in the tomb danced wildly and wantonly, shining on this group of people, dragging their shadows long.
The shadows that looked like real people were like their souls about to leave the body, exuding a sense of Feeling of weakness.
A chill seeped out from the lamp and surrounded the tomb, making Cheng Jing and the others feel slightly relieved.
Cheng Jing turned his head and looked at the lamp not far away from him, showing a weak smile.
At this time, why did he feel that that person was still showing mercy to her?
The tip of Chang Li's sword drooped down only an inch from the ground.
He walked step by step, and the distance between each step was exactly the same.
The gentle and majestic steps fell heavily on the hearts of this group of people. , making their hearts beat like drums, this is probably the pace of death, everyone thought.
The group of people who were no longer able to resist had quietly pinched a Taoist secret in their hands, and then all the energy in their bodies surged up and condensed in their dantian.
There was only one trigger left to detonate it.
This was a Taoist secret that would lead to the same death.
Chang Li walked up to Cheng Jing, then raised Cheng Jing's head with the tip of his sword.
Cheng Jing felt the cold sword blade against his skin, causing goosebumps to appear on his chin.
He said in a weak voice, "Senior is planning to kill me."
Chang Li looked down, then turned his head slightly and looked at Cheng Jing's expression.
There was an air of ignorance in the condescending attitude.
He sneered disdainfully, "This is the so-called man of destiny.
He looks nothing more than that.
After spending so much effort on my part, he still strikes hard.
With such a person, he still wants to step on me.
The bones are on top.”
Hearing this, Cheng Jing actually laughed loudly.
He laughed and coughed, and blood foam oozed from his mouth, "How did the senior come to this conclusion?
How can we defeat you with our strength?"
There was no trace of humanity in Chang Li's gaze, "If you were not a destined person, do you think you could arrive here safely?
If you were not a destined person, do you think I would show mercy to you again and again?
If you were not a destined person, you would be merciful." , do you think you can still be alive now?"
He moved the sword away from Cheng Jing's body, then pointed it at his throat, "Tell me, if I strike with the sword, will you still survive?"
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