Lord of the night.

Chapter 802: The Way of Gods, the Fight of Godless People [Two in One]

That afternoon, the Zhengnan headquarters of the Weiwo Zhengjiao offered sacrifices to the Sky Centipede God, and then held a meeting to deploy the action arranged by Young Master Feng Yun. The Zhengnan chief personally presided over the meeting.

That night, the chief of the Zhengnan headquarters of the Only Orthodox Church died mysteriously in his bedroom.

The doors and windows are intact and the furnishings are in perfect order.

Even the shoes beside the bed were neatly arranged, and the concubine beside him was still sleeping soundly.

But Chief Zhengnan's head and body were strangely separated. His head and body were separated, but still connected tightly in place. Moreover, not a drop of blood flowed out. There was not even a trace of blood in the air.

No wonder the concubine slept so comfortably. She slept with the cold corpse in her arms until morning. When she found that the person beside her hadn’t woken up, she pushed him away coquettishly, but ended up pushing his head off…

The concubine screamed, her soul left her body, she stumbled out and shouted, almost frightened to death.

This assassination was extremely strange.

After the people from Zhengnan headquarters came to check it out, they all felt something was strange.

I almost suspected that it was ghosts and gods who did it.

No trace was left.

The case was reported to Feng Yun, who ordered the scene to be sealed off and immediately sent experts to the scene. After using spirit beasts to investigate bit by bit, no traces were found. Only a faint odor was detected in the air.

"The Divine Weasel Cult!"

Feng Yun reported it immediately, and Yan Nan was furious!
Yan Nan’s anger is not without reason. The war has just ended and they are still developing tracking pills.

And all members of the Shenwei Sect went underground again.

On the side of the Weiwo Zhengjiao, Yan Nan thought the plan reported by Feng Yun was feasible and had just approved it.

As a result, the chief commander of Zhengnan died immediately there.

And it is still the chief official who died after the sacrifice!
This is simply a provocation!

"Speed ​​up the action!" Yan Nan felt as if his breath was stuck in his throat and he couldn't even breathe it out. He was so angry that he almost exploded.

Then he went underground.

Star Temple.

Duan Xiyang was in seclusion inside.

Clearly, a critical moment has been reached.

Yan Nan stood quietly in front of the palace door and could feel two terrifying forces tearing at each other inside.

That is still a level that I cannot understand.

Among them, Yan Nan could clearly feel that there was a force that was the power of the Sky Centipede God induced by the White Bone Spear.

The other force is even more treacherous.

Yan Nan could even guess how miserable Duan Xiyang must be now under the pressure of these two forces.

But this is necessary.

Duan Xiyang finally felt a little trace of a divine attack, so he had to mobilize the power of the Sky Centipede God and let the two divine powers collide inside his body.

In extreme pain, searching for the way forward bit by bit!

Duan Xiyang, who was now in this hall, was actually on the verge of annihilation at every moment! Every collision of divine power was a life-and-death crisis.

Duan Xiyang is on the brink of death tens of thousands of times just to grope for that ray of inspiration!
At this critical juncture, let alone a cultivator of great accomplishment like Yan Nan, even a young child who knows no martial arts, with a sudden scream, would be enough to cause Duan Xiyang to go insane and die!
Therefore, Yan Nan was worried about Duan Xiyang meditating somewhere else, so he arranged him here directly. Moreover, he also moved his office here to protect him personally.

There must be no mistakes.

"The Great Road..."

Yan Nan's eyebrows twitched, and he sighed in his heart. He knew very well that he, like Duan Xiyang, had reached the end of his martial arts path.

If you want to make a breakthrough, you need to go through this process.

However, Yan Nan understood better: Duan Xi Yang might be able to break through in such a crisis, but he could never do it.

Because I absolutely can't be as pure-minded as Duan Xiyang!
If you have a sudden realization of the great truth in such millions of lives and deaths, even a little distracting thought can lead to immediate death!

Moreover, he knew clearly that the two divine powers that Duan Xiyang was using now were both from evil gods. Whether it was the Heavenly Centipede God or the strange Weasel God, their divine thoughts were full of destructive malice.

If Duan Xiyang loses his balance, he will die immediately.

The two divine thoughts will devour him immediately and will not give him any chance of survival!
“When my eldest brother walked out of here, he became invincible.”

Yan Nan felt the surging energy inside and thought silently in his heart: "Third brother went in and barely managed to get out with his life, but he was seriously injured... and has not come out yet."

"I don't know how long Lao Duan can hold on..."

Feeling the divine thoughts roaring inside, Yan Nan stayed for a while and then went back.

As long as the divine consciousness is still roaring, Duan Xiyang is fine.

"Old Duan, I hope you succeed!"

……

At an unknown height above the clouds in the sky above the Guardian Headquarters.

Xue Fuxiao was dressed in white and sat cross-legged in the void.

On his knees, there was a knife.

The knife that cuts off love.

He just sat there in the void.

After a long time, suddenly, a ray of knife light shot up into the sky and slashed towards a higher point in the void!

His body was still sitting, and the sword of love was still on his knees.

But, the sword light has already risen into the sky.

Where the sword energy passed by, the Nine Heavens Strong Wind suddenly stopped for a moment, as if it had been cut off by a sword!

After a pause, it started blowing again.

Xue Fuxiao had a calm expression and just sat there.

The sword energy continued to rush towards the sky.

He has been practicing like this for a long time.

Feng Yunqi and Dongfang Sansan stood in the distance, watching Xue Fuxiao practicing with the sword.

"Lord Xue's cultivation can be said to be unprecedented in history!" Feng Yunqi admired sincerely.

"not enough!"

Dongfang Sansan shook his head slightly.

There was a hint of worry on his gaunt face.

"not enough?"

"Yes, it's not enough."

Dongfang Sansan sighed: "The biggest obstacle to Xiaoxue's current sword is that there is no opponent! No response!"

"Just chopping Xu Miao... won't work."

Feng Yunqi was stunned and asked, "Do you want something in the sky to suddenly take action and strike back at him?"

"That's best."

The Three Three Ways of the East.

"!!!"

Feng Yunqi was shocked. The previous sentence was pure sarcasm. He never expected that Dongfang Sansan would actually confirm it.

"Do you know why Xiaoxue pointed her sword at the sky?" Dongfang Sansan asked.

"I don't know."

"Haha, Xiaoxue is using his own ever-expanding sword energy to attack any god in the void."

Dongfang Sansan's eyes were like those of a hawk: "We don't have the conditions to be the only orthodox religion, so we can only use this stupid method."

"Xiaoxue's sword strike means launching an attack and provoking someone. As long as any god passes through the void when he strikes, or senses his sword energy, and strikes back casually, or looks at him... it will be considered a response."

"It only takes once!"

"It's a pity that Xiaoxue has swung his sword hundreds of millions of times, but has never encountered this once. But he has no other choice but to use this most stupid method to practice with the sword!"

"Because we don't know whether there are gods in this void, or whether any gods will pass by. We don't even know whether Xiaoxue's sword energy can reach the point where a god can take a look at it."

"Every time he practiced, Xiaoxue was actually making progress, but every time, he didn't get the progress he really wanted."

Dongfang Sansan sighed deeply.

"I understand. Is this the final transformation of martial arts? But this... is too stupid."

Fengyunqi Road.

"There is no other way. Besides, someone has succeeded before."

The Three Three Ways of the East.

"Who?"

"Only our orthodox sect's chief leader, Zheng Yuandong, will fight against the gods against the will of heaven!"

Dongfang Sansan said solemnly.

"That time was proof of that!"

"Then this..."

Feng Yunqi wanted to say that what Zheng Yuandong did last time was different from what Xue Fuxiao was doing now, but after thinking about it, he shut up.

Because now, there is no other way.

Xue Fuxiao could only continue like this.

Because they have no God!

What's more, Xue Fuxiao is actually practicing martial arts by doing this. Even if she can't achieve the best goal, she is practicing hard every day, which is also beneficial.

He could only sigh and say, "If someone gets nervous and fights back, or just takes a look, Xue Fuxiao may not be able to withstand it."

“So that’s what I’m most worried about.”

Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "This is what I'm most looking forward to, but also what I'm most afraid of."

He sighed and said softly: "Those who have gods follow the way, those who don't have gods fight."

The meaning revealed in this sentence made the two of them fall into silence.

For a long time, he watched Xue Fuxiao sitting in the distant sky, as quiet as a stone, with the sword flashing continuously, slashing towards the blue sky! One sword after another.

It's a fight for your future and your destiny.

The two returned silently.

Only Xue Fuxiao was left, tirelessly wielding his sword in the unknown sky, constantly wielding his sword, wielding his sword, wielding his sword...

This is an unimaginable effort, unimaginable boredom, and a wait that is so hopeless that it seems hopeless!

But Xue Fuxiao has been working so hard... He has never slacked off. Even if he is desperate, he still has hope!

Because the mainland needs this knife!

……

Fang Che got the reply and his heart immediately dropped.

"It was indeed Master Jiu's arrangement."

"As expected of Old Silver Coin, he actually buried such a big hidden mine here!"

"No wonder Yan Beihan is stuck here. The key to this situation is actually me. As long as I don't come, Yan Beihan will never be able to get through this level! Therefore, Military Advisor Dongfang only needs to wait until Yan Beihan has looked for everyone else and still can't get through, and then comes to me, and that's it."

"Then, whether I ask for permission or not, as long as I show up, this hurdle will be passed. I have to say... it's really shady."

"But it seems that there is only one obstacle for me at the moment: defeating Stone Long Sword."

Fang Che lay on the bed, frowning and thinking: "According to the stone sword in the Yin and Yang world, it is not difficult for me to beat him. But it is said that this guy entered the sword tomb and received initiation... This is a little uncertain."

"The key is that Yan Beihan and the others haven't figured out what Shi Changjian's current level of cultivation is. To put it simply, none of the younger generation here can defeat him."

"Logically speaking, this shouldn't happen. If Shi Changjian's own cultivation level is such that even a super demon like Bing Tianxue can't see through him, then what's the point of me fighting this battle?"

"So, there must be something else going on."

As Fang Che was thinking, he just started meditating.

Practice for one night.

Yan Beihan's room.

Yan Beihan was reading a book, his face gentle and his eyes smiling.

Bi Yunyan and Feng Xuechenxue stayed on Yan Beihan's bed and refused to leave.

The three girls were sitting cross-legged on the bed playing games.

A card game dominated by anti-Semitic beliefs.

The bet is simple: if you lose, you take off your clothes.

If you lose all your clothes, you will be spanked.

"A pair of rabbits!" Bi Yunyan played a card.

"A pair of foxes crushed them to death!" Feng Xue said.

"Kill a pair of wolves!" Chen Xue refused to be outdone.

"A pair of tigers!"

"A pair of dragons, explode!"

"Three sheep and two rabbits, let's go! You two lose!" Feng Xue laughed loudly, imitating a man's voice and said viciously: "Take it off for me!"

Bi Yunyan and Chen Xue complained to each other while taking off their clothes: "You have stinky hands!"

Then: "Come again!"

Yan Beihan had just been reading for a while when three little white sheep appeared on his bed.

Moreover, Bi Yunyan, who lost the most, had her buttocks spanked red. Feng Xuechenxue was merciless, and every slap made her buttocks ripple.

I have to say that the fighting was extra enjoyable after using the Qiongxiaohua.

"Kneel down! Lie down! Stick your butt up!"

Chen Xue and Feng Xue roared together.

"Xiaohan, come and save me..."

Bi Yunyan knelt down and begged for help. Then she screamed: "Ah!!!"

Yan Beihan sighed and used his internal energy to unlock the ear barrier: "Didn't you three swear to practice hard yesterday?"

The three girls said awkwardly: "Practicing martial arts is not as fun as this..."

"Really..."

Yan Beihan never participates in their games.

After all, leadership dignity must be maintained.

With a headache on his face, he said, "Look at the three of you. You usually act cool and aloof outside, but in private, you are all crazy women... If someone sees you like this, it will be disgraceful!"

"We have the divine mind blockade made by Feng Zu himself that Sister Xue brought out. How can we let others see it!"

The three girls didn't care at all.

Yan Beihan sighed and was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

Bing Tianxue's voice: "Xiaohan?"

The three girls screamed, shook off the quilts and lay down together, barely covering themselves with the quilt.

Only three beautiful heads were revealed, all with their eyes closed, indicating that I was already asleep.

Yan Beihan opened the door: "Aunt Bing?"

Bing Tianxue walked in: "Hey, are these three already asleep? Why are they still sleeping together, they have such a good relationship."

"Yeah yeah."

Yan Beihan laughed dryly: "They have a good relationship."

"Xiao Han, this Night Demon has something on him."

Bing Tianxue leaned against the table and sent a voice message to Yan Beihan: "I just monitored the entire camp with my divine sense and found that there was a place where my divine sense could not enter. After a careful check, I found out that it was the Night Demon. I couldn't even monitor him."

Yan Beihan was stunned for a moment, then sent a message back: "Aunt Bing, he is practicing the Hate Heaven Sword."

"So he is the successor of the Chief Protector?"

Bing Tianxue was really shocked this time.

"Yes, but after giving him a makeover, you will also know the characteristics of the Hateful Heaven Sword. If the hatred is not rampant, others will not be able to recognize it."

Yanbei cold road.

"I see."

Bing Tianxue was relieved: "Then it's up to him tomorrow. This young generation can't get through, and they are holding their breath for nothing. If it's up to me, I will just push them away without leaving anyone alive."

"Then we won't be able to carry out our next plan."

Yan Beihan sighed.

"makes sense."

Bing Tianxue said: "You should also rest early. You need to stay alert tomorrow. As the leader, your performance is very important."

"I understand." Yan Beihan nodded.

Bing Tianxue glanced at the bed and saw that the three women were still sleeping soundly, leaning against each other.

So he stretched out his hand, and the spiritual energy in the air continued to condense into water, forming a water ball as big as a watermelon in his hand.

Yan Beihan: "..."

The three girls didn't know and just closed their eyes and pretended to be asleep.

White steam emerged from Bing Tianxue's palms, and in an instant the water ball turned into a dozen small ice balls.

Said: "Then I'm leaving."

Then he floated silently to the bedside, opened the quilt in the blink of an eye, and threw a huge ice ball in.

Suddenly the bed was full.

"Ah ah ah..."

The three girls screamed and shrieked, jumping up like little sheep. In an instant, the waves rose and fell, bouncing endlessly.

Bing Tianxue laughed loudly and walked out.

Yan Beihan didn't know whether to laugh or cry...

The three girls all complained but didn't dare to curse. They quickly cleaned up their bodies. The worst-off was Feng Xue, because she was too big and too firm, she actually held up a piece of ice...

……

Early the next morning.

Fang Che got up.

Although he was a VIP specially invited by Yan Beihan, his status and identity were the lowest here.

Fortunately, Fang Che had a good memory and remembered the names of everything Yan Beihan introduced yesterday.

After a few simple greetings, everyone responded indifferently, and a few old demons just ignored them and walked away.

It was different when Bing Tianxue came out: "Ye Mo, how was your rest yesterday?"

"It's okay. Thank you for your concern, senior."

"I don't care about you!"

Bing Tianxue said: "Your family has many enemies here. I was worried that someone had chopped off your head last night."

"..."

Just at this moment, Yan Beihan came out.

A tall and talented man, wearing a white-collared cloak with dark purple patterns. Behind him, Bi Yunyan, Feng Xue, and Chen Xue, looked like three huge blocks of ice, each with an air of "keep away from strangers".

Everyone can feel that these three women are cold, aloof, arrogant, respectful and unattainable.

The appearance of the four beauties together made the sky, sunlight, flowers and plants lose their color.

Zhou Meir followed closely behind.

After them came a team of female masters, all of them were dressed gorgeously but cold as ice.

"Night Demon, come to me."

Yanbei cold road.

"Yes."

Bing Tianxue led the team, Yan Beihan followed closely, then Fang Che, Feng Xuechen, Xue Biyunyan...

Among the pink army, there is a bearded night demon.

Soaring into the sky.

Then all kinds of demons followed.

Sweeping across the sky.

Bing Tianxue took the lead, waved her white hands, and rushed forward without any worries, unstoppable.

Naturally, there is an aura of tyranny.

Outside, the mountains and valleys are covered in silver.

There was a heavy snow last night, and everything in the world was covered with clothes.

The snow had fallen now, but the air was still hazy.

Fang Che couldn't help but think of the summer snowstorm, and couldn't help feeling irritated.

Now, I don’t want to see snow!
Ahead, there was a group of mountains. The peaks were neatly arranged like a huge embrace.

A variety of weather conditions.

It is the gate of Futu Mountain.

Because the Only I Can Doctrine has been here for some time, the conflict between the two sides has become clear, and the Futu Mountain Gate has removed the large blinding formation at the gate.

They simply put themselves in a confrontation with open weapons.

The message conveyed is just one: What do you want? I'm here to help you!
As a result, whenever Fang Che saw these mountains, he could sense a lawless and gangster atmosphere.

front.

A small hill was completely flattened, and on it, there were four big words!

"Futu Mountain Gate!"

These four words carry infinite murderous intent and arrogance, as if one wants to look down upon the heavens and measure the world with a sword!
Then there was a mountain with a piece cut off. It was twenty feet wide and both sides were extremely smooth.

Flat and smooth.

A gate was built within the twenty-zhang width that was cut off.

It is the gate of Futu Mountain.

"Really awesome!"

Fang Che couldn't help but praise him in his heart.

It is impossible not to praise it. It is called the 'Mountain Gate', but Fang Che has never seen such a true 'Mountain Gate'.

So it means opening a door in a mountain?

It’s really an insight!

He stepped into the mountain gate and walked forward several hundred feet.

It is a vast area.

A platform was set up, blocking the way.

There were stands on both sides of the arena, from low to high.

But the intention is also very clear: there is no way forward!
If you can't win this arena, don't enter my Futu Mountain Gate. This attitude doesn't need to be expressed in words, but everything is displayed with determination.

From entering the mountain gate to this arena, there wasn't even anyone to greet us, which fully demonstrated how unwelcoming the Futu Mountain Gate was.

Bing Tianxue took a deep breath and shouted, "Qu Changkong! An old friend is here, why don't you come out!"

In one word, the mountains roared.

There was countless snow piled up all around, falling from the mountains and trees.

A clear and elegant voice said calmly from the other side: "Han Zun, I made it very clear in advance. If no one in the younger generation can defeat our people, there is no need for us to talk, and there is no need to meet!"

"As for the matter of the ring, someone will naturally contact you. There is no need for me to come in person."

The guy opposite, Qu Changkong, is very tough.

Bing Tianxue said: "I called you not for anything else, but to spar with you again. How about it?"

"Hahahahaha..."

Qu Changkong laughed loudly and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Han. I have had a habit since I was a child that I will not go out when it snows."

"..."

The icy and snowy air made my nose crooked.

The wishful thinking fell through.

She was thinking that today was a godsend opportunity to give the other party a good beating; but she didn't expect that the other party actually knew the characteristics of her martial arts.

Bing Tianxue has been very happy since he welcomed Fang Che with snow yesterday, and has been preparing for a battle all night.

As a result, the other party did not come out.

And he even gave a ridiculous reason: it’s a habit since childhood!

Bing Tianxue cursed: "You were so bold that year that you intercepted the deputy chief leader Feng on the night of the blizzard, but I didn't see you follow the stupid habits you had since childhood!"

Qu Changkong said in a loud voice: "So he was seriously injured that time."

"..."

Bing Tianxue was suddenly speechless, and her pretty face turned dark.

All he could do was curse angrily: "Old fox."

I can only give up.

Just as the two of them were talking, a group of men in black, led by a middle-aged man with a long beard, came quickly from the Futu Mountain Gate.

In an orderly manner, more than two hundred people marched forward, giving people the feeling that a mountain of sharp swords was approaching!

Yan Beihan looked at the other person and said softly, "This middle-aged man is the current head of Futu Mountain Sect. He is the sword of Wuhui, Qu Wuhui. It is said that the sword art he practices only moves forward and never retreats, so he is called 'Wuhui Sword'!"

Fang Che's eyes were already on Shi Changjian who was following Qu Wuhui.

This is my opponent today.

(End of this chapter)