[Slow Wear] Assassin System

The overwhelming spiritual power seemed to fall down like countless sword blades, each cut carried a compelling determination, a majestic black shadow spread from You Zhao's body, defending against the spiritual power and sword intent of the divine beast like a tide.

Miao Xuan's hand grabbing Xuanmo's throat was originally a false move, but he released it immediately when his sword shadow fell, and directly threw Xuanmo out.

Whether it was Miao Xuan's throat twisting hand or the sword intent rising from the sky and the ice lake, Xuan didn't care about anything, he only saw that the Phoenix was going to push him away.

"Why!!!" Xuan's pupils were darkened, and terrifying lines appeared on his face, at this moment he was not that young man acting like a coquettish beast, he seemed to have become a devil, "Teacher! Why?!"

Miao Xuan didn't pay attention to his questioning, he cherished the distance he had opened, and at the same time he retreated quickly, his spiritual power poured out desperately, and the shadows of heavy swords pressed away, as if awakening the most primitive power in the ice lake.

Bright blood flowers bloomed on Xuan's chest - Miao Xuan had already opened a hole here, and this time the attack added another heavy blow.

Although Xuan survives in the state of soul, he still needs to attach himself to the body, and You Zhao's body is gradually becoming his, so the damage in the body still affects the soul after all.

Xuan Mo's condition looked very bad, but Miao Xuan was even worse.

The clear and peaceful ice lake was finally broken, and the collision of spiritual power and magic breath made it completely unrecognizable. Looking at all this, Miao Xuan felt that his memory was also shattered.

Xuan is still chasing him, but this time, Miao Xuan no longer dodges.

Miao Xuan extracted the spiritual power from the Phoenix's body, and turned it into an attacking sword light. Xuan tried to trap him, but all of his magic breath was cut and torn by the sharp sword intent.

The invasion of the magic breath made the weakness and the pain of drowning more obvious, and Miao Xuan could see that his blood bar was dropping at a terrifying speed, it was almost...it was almost time, let everything stop here!

The system only dared to whisper, he had never seen Brother Miao fight so fiercely, so calm and crazy, only the output and damage were calculated in his eyes.

After all, the severed wings awakened the violence in Miao Xuan's heart.

Maybe Miao Xuan is at the end of his strength physically, but Xuanmo is completely crazy mentally.

From the moment Xuan held Mingjing in his hand, looking for Phoenix became his obsession.He watched the phoenix spread its wings and leave countless times, leaving behind a back that he couldn't catch up to, so Xuan gave everything to keep his white phoenix.

But even with the broken wings, the phoenix still wants to leave.

why are you leaving!Why? ? !

How can I make you stay?What am I going to do? !

The overwhelming black shadows swirled and surged, and the pure spiritual breath turned into sword light and exploded, leaving countless wounds on the black screen.

The same huge but diametrically opposed forces are constantly fighting and entangled. In the end, they decided the winner, but they also completely destroyed the top of Kunlun Mountain and completely melted the endless ice lake.

Xuanwu's slough was buried in countless falling rocks and snow, and the avalanche, like a natural disaster, fell straight to the foot of Kunlun Mountain, melted and turned into a torrent, like an ominous omen.

I don't know how long it took, all the power shocks disappeared, and the top of Kunlun Mountain returned to dead silence.

The strange pattern of the leader of the demon clan disappeared, except for the exaggerated injury for normal people, Xuan Mo now looked like a handsome and majestic monarch again.

The thick, fishy-sweet liquid soaked Xuanmo's black robe, and he clutched the wound on his chest, and walked step by step towards the distant snow field.

On this new snow, the white phoenix with broken wings fell here, his long silver hair was scattered, and his white robe was soaked by the fresh and tender red.

The lips, which had always been pale, were at last gorgeous—it was stained scarlet.

Xuan knelt beside Fenghuang, he stared obsessively at the young man on the snowy ground, and after a long time laughed hoarsely: "It's so beautiful... In this way, the teacher can't fly away, right?"

Xuan stretched out his arms to hug Fenghuang, and embed him tightly in his arms: "Teacher must be in pain, right? So don't struggle anymore, just stay by my side, no matter what the teacher wants, I can give it to you."

Miao Xuan coughed badly, and he could feel the strength in his body disappearing with the flow of blood, so he let Xuan Mo hug him, and looked up at the red and blue bars of the two at the same time.

Xuanmo's red bar has bottomed out, but his blue bar is still a long way off, and his own blue bar is on the verge of running out, and his blood bar has bottomed out, very good.

10 points of blood, 9 points of blood, 8 points...

"It's really dangerous this time, the teacher's soul must be with mine." Xuan Mo hugged Miao Xuan tightly, still talking to himself, "This way we can never be separated..."

5:4, 3:[-], [-]:[-]——

"Xuan." Miao Xuan smiled softly, "Wait for me to take your life."

Xuan Mo smiled: "Okay, if this is what the teacher wants, I—"

Xuan Mo's voice suddenly began to distort, and finally stopped abruptly. The terrifying lines climbed up his face again, and he hugged the young man in his arms tightly, unbelievable.

Phoenix was in his arms and lost his life.

Xuan Mo lowered his head and stared at Fenghuang's face closely. He bent down and buried his head in the socket of Fenghuang's shoulder, his whole body began to tremble unconsciously.

"teacher?"

"teacher……?"

"Teacher, where have you been?"

Of course, Bai Feng would not answer him with just a few words. The totem on Phoenix's forehead became brighter and more dazzling, and then the dazzling white light exploded, and platinum flames suddenly jumped out of it——the flame came from Phoenix's forehead. Born in the totem, and the totem of the phoenix finally lost all its brilliance at this moment.

This flame was so blazing that it incinerated the bones of the phoenix almost instantly. It was the real curtain caller, bidding farewell to the master whose spiritual energy had dried up.

Phoenix is ​​dead.

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The last beast fell.

The world is vast and boundless, and countless seals are shaking at the same time at this time. They have lost a powerful manager, and they can only express their panic in this way.

Jiao Jiao, who was still on his way, fell to the ground.

He stared at the slumped seal not far away.

Jiao Jiao has never learned deduction, and Xuanwu will not let him learn this. He only has the intuition of the monster race, and other than that, he cares about Little Phoenix.

At this time, the heart hurts in his chest as if it had been crushed. You must know that even when the seal was in turmoil in the Great Wilderness North, he was not so panic-stricken, but this time... this time--

how can that be possible?how can that be possible? !

That's Phoenix!That is the proud divine bird in the sky, its wings spread out like the sun, how could it be possible for him to be so powerful... How could it be possible to fall?

Jiao Jiao didn't believe it, and he wouldn't allow himself to believe it. He drove Fenglei all the way to Kunlun.

However, the closer you get to Kunlun, the more intense the magic breath is. The barrenness and mud at the foot of the mountain make it impossible to tell that this was once a sacred mountain where gods and beasts lived.

The demon's breath is wanton on the Youdi, and the crying and howling is rolling on the Youguo. Looking at this scene, Qiao Qiao's heart is surprisingly calm. He can't feel anything, and there is only one thought in his mind:

Uphill.

No matter what there is on the mountain, he must go up immediately.

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Miao Xuan opened his eyes.

Death is not an interesting experience, but each experience of near-death feelings can bring him long-lasting insights.

Miao Xuan originally thought that he should wake up on the top of the Kunlun Mountains, or that he would see a mysterious monster as soon as he opened his eyes, but he didn't expect to jump directly to a strange place this time - a place that shouldn't have appeared in the prehistoric world. in the restaurant.

The walls built of bricks and stones, the thick and vicissitudes of the door, the tables and chairs with simple wood carvings, the laughing crowd coming and going outside the window, the light and pleasant smell of tea...

Here is, where?

【Brother Second! 】The voice of the system sounded from Miao Xuan's shoulder. He lowered his head and saw a little fox with smooth fur.

Miao Xuan stretched out his hand to touch the little fox: "Tong'er..."

【Brother Second!We seem to be in a dream again! 】The system stood up excitedly, turned his little head to look left and right, 【This time it's the assassin hero Li Bai, right? 】

Miao Xuan lowered his head and saw the white robe and long silver hair on his body, and was stunned: "...it seems so."

A tall flag stands outside this ancient and vibrant building. Miao Xuan seems to have seen this kind of flag there, with "wine" and "tea" written in thick ink on it.

The eight wooden doors are wide open, and inside the doors are people in cloth clothes busy, and there are also people of various colors sitting at the wooden table, holding teacups or wine glasses in their hands.

Miao Xuan could hear their voices, see their movements and brightly colored clothes, but he couldn't see their facial features and faces clearly.

It seemed to be covered with fog.

"Guest officer, you're here!" A vague-faced man bowed out of the restaurant, wearing a blue cloth with a sweat towel on his shoulders, and shouted at Miao Xuan, "Your brother is on the second floor. Waiting for you!"

His voice was a bit exaggerated, but Miao Xuan didn't hate the full market atmosphere.

So Miao Xuan followed him into the restaurant, and stepped up the dark red wooden stairs step by step.

The second floor of the restaurant is also lively, there is a woman with a vague face playing and singing with a pipa, her charming singing voice is round and smooth, and her fat wrists are round and round.

This restaurant is not small. There are eight or nine windows on the wall on the second floor. Miao Xuan saw the middle window at a glance. There was a lazy man sitting by the window. on the edge of the window.

Miao Xuan couldn't be more familiar with that white and red robe and short chestnut hair.

As if aware of the arrival of the waiting person, the man turned around, his hands still resting on the window—this kind of twisted posture with half of the body turned backwards is so natural to him, and even a bit romantic and happy .

The man held a blade of grass that he had folded from nowhere in his mouth, and he smiled foolishly: "Are you here? Come and sit."

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