Around Chen Hou, Du Kuangfeng quickly walked out of the dungeon of Tianji Palace.

At this time, the morning light in winter should be dim, but at this moment, the night sky with stars still shrouded above our heads - Wei Xingzhen's illusion is still there.

Du Huanfeng felt a little calmer. At this moment, perhaps because he stayed up late or perhaps because of panic, his face turned pale, and his whole face only had bloody eyes and lower eyelids, like a withered ghost.

"Tianshi..."

The secret whistle guarding outside couldn't help but feel a little worried when he saw his expression.

They quickly handed over a hot towel, "How are you?"

Du Qianfeng took the towel and pressed it hard on his face.

"Not very good." Du Qiangfeng replied, "Look at the people in the prison... I want to go to His Majesty's palace."

"yes."

"No one..." Du Xuanfeng looked at the guard, "No one is allowed to approach that cell."

"clear!"

Du Qiangfeng threw down his towel and was about to go out when suddenly the mountain shook, and the dust on the corridor of the stone path shook off. Not only Tianji Palace, but the entire Sanchen Mountain seemed to be shaking, but the people in the dungeon were not very panicked. Everyone was still as calm and composed as they were about the rocks falling from the sky last night. They worked together to pull up a net to block gravel and support the stone path.

This vibration came in a fierce and intensified manner. However, just when everyone thought the disaster was coming, everything suddenly came to an abrupt end and quickly returned to tranquility.

Nothing seemed to have happened except for the paper and pens and broken porcelain pieces that were spilled all over the floor on the table.

"Did the earth dragon turn over just now?" Some guards whispered in a low voice.

"Maybe it is...?"

Everyone had the same thought in their minds - the emperor was still in the palace, and Daizong Mountain was earthquakes. I am afraid that this intention is a bit...

Du Qiangfeng left the place with wind at his feet. He walked vigorously like an enclave and jumped among the mountains, heading towards Sun Youwei's palace.

If it was a normal earthquake just now...

That was the best result.

...

It snowed all night and stopped temporarily at dawn.

In just one day and one night, the snow in the mountains and forests was enough to reach the knees. Wei Xingzhen held Shen Shang with difficulty, and there were bleeding gaps everywhere on his body.

The strips of Jiaguheng's hair tied were blown away in the wind and snow last night. The thick and straight hair was spread out on his back like porcupine thorns. He also gasped and looked at his opponent in front of him. After coming to Middle Earth, there was never any battle that made him so embarrassed.

...It's so fun again.

He could see that Ji Zhen's cultivation was far above him, but for some reason, even if he accidentally exposed his flaws many times, Ji Zhen's attack was like scratching his feet. The only thing worth noting was the sword in Ji Zhen's hand - the few wounds on his body were left by the sword? These wounds were all shallow? They didn't even make him bleed.

This surprised him and was both proud.

He looked at Ji Zhen and realized that the opponent who had been fighting with him for a whole night had almost reached his limit.

There is blood everywhere on the snow? Some are fresh? Some have solidified and blackened.

Logically, Ji Zhen should have fallen down long ago, but he didn't.

Jia Guheng had many opportunities to cut off the person in front of him directly in half? But after thinking about it, he still gave up.

Such a red fox is so rare. If he can peel off his fur completely? Isn’t it just right for the gentleman to keep warm?

However, the fight continued until now, Jia Guheng was really impatient - although this cunning opponent had no lethality, his movements were so agile that he barely avoided his several captures.

"My patience is limited." Jia Guheng said coldly? "How long do you have to survive like this? It's time to dawn."

Wei Xingzhen did not answer.

There were several ghosts in front of Jiagu Heng's figure, and the world and the jungle were shaking.

Wei Xingzhen felt that his left ear, which had just been hit, began to tinnitus, and everything around him was slowly becoming quiet.

The sound of the north wind was gradually weakening, and his only little power was also lost with the flowing blood.

Not good. Not good...

There are so many things that shocked him tonight. The first time I met someone who could directly break through his illusion? Break his defense and take his attack...

It turns out that there are some barriers? Even if you face them with a lone courage, it cannot be broken.

Unfortunately, he has too little experience in dealing with failure in the fight? I don’t know when I face a strong enemy alone? Retreat is also a kind of preservation? By the time I truly understand this truth, the strength to escape has long been exhausted in the previous battles.

Jia Guheng looked at his opponent standing like a statue in the wind and snow.

...Is this dead?

He was about to "heat" a test when he saw Wei Xingzhen slowly let go of the Shenshang Sword.

The solidified blood formed a hard scab that had sealed his left eye. Wei Xingzhen's consciousness fell into a semi-chaotic and half-clear narrow space.

The breath of death blew over with the north wind, blowing away all distracting thoughts.

Everything was driven by inertia and nature. The pure and strong murderous intent made him step closer to Jiaguheng.

He forgot the difference between strong and weak, forgot the fear, and even threw the belief in survival aside.

Jia Guheng laughed in silence.

Just as he was about to sarcastically, he suddenly felt something was wrong in the oncoming wind.

At this moment, the earth began to shake, as if something was about to break free from all the shackles from the depths of the ground. This majestic force suddenly fell from the sky with a surging momentum, so that Jia Guheng could not move.

All the wounds that were cut by Wei Xingzhen emitted a faint green light. These flowing lights were like living creatures. They first slowly stretched out their tentacles like vines, and then gathered with each other like rivers, becoming thick and difficult to break free. When Jia Guheng reacted, they had woven into a large net that could not be broken free, tightly bound his whole body to the spot.

This sudden reversal of the situation left Jia Guheng at a loss.

Not far away, Wei Xingzhen approached step by step with difficulty, his eyes very much like a ghost coming to seek his life, and he never moved away from Jia Guheng's body from beginning to end.

——The Shenshang Sword, which he had abandoned before, was returned to his hands at some point.

The red light covered by the sword body was the red right eye that flashed like Wei Xingzhen's flames.

Huge cracks bloomed on the ground, and strong winds blew up from the depths of the ground.

Mud, rocks, snow, dust... everything on the ground was thrown straight upwards.

Stars roaring above their heads.

The ground was broken and the land collapsed.

Wei Xingzhen finally walked to Jiaguheng. He looked down at Jiaguheng with arrogance and indifferent expression.

Wei Xingzhen spoke a few words expressionlessly.

Amid the loud noise, Jia Guheng could not hear any of the other party's voices, but from Wei Xingzhen's mouth, he recognized what the other party wanted to say.

——Suffer to die.
Chapter completed!