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"I have a way to destroy the Evil King Ghost Mask." At this time, Chu Qing's voice came from behind the three of them.

The three of them turned around and looked at Chu Qing.

"I need you to help me." Chu Qing said seriously.

"How can I help?" Mu Ziqing asked.

"I will release a very powerful ultimate move, but during this period I cannot move. All you have to do is fight with him, and finally I will kill him with one shot."

"Killed by one cannon?"

There was something strange on the faces of Mu Ziqing and the other three.

It sounds simple and crude.

but...

Where did this cannon come from?

On the other side, in the center of the black vortex, Murong Xuan had his head lowered, wearing the Evil King Ghost Face Armor, holding the Ghost Demon Yama Sword in his hand, and exuding a thick and terrifying evil aura all over his body.

Under the dark visor, his voice came out intermittently.

"strength..."

"Give me...more...power..."

The voice was still cold, but it was no longer as hollow and dull as before.

"Xiao Qing, although I don't quite understand what you are talking about, but..."

Ji Xuan looked at Chu Qing, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled slightly, "Just do what you say!"

"Let's stalk Murong Xuan, and then you...uh...kill him with one cannon!"

"That's right." Mu Ziqing nodded lightly, waved Qingping and pointed her sword at Murong Xuan, "Leave it to you, Xiaoqing."

"Don't worry." Chu Qing raised his sword eyebrows and looked determined, "Leave it to me!"

With a thought, the personal panel appeared in front of me.

Looking at the blue energy body tightly bound by chains in the summoner's spring.

"Valoran, add more!"

"Learn Xerath's Q skill: [Arcane Pulse]."

There was a crisp sound, and the skill bar representing [Arcane Pulse] suddenly lit up.

[Arcane Pulse]: The first stage: Start charging the energy pulse, greatly reducing your own movement speed, and at the same time increasing the casting distance of this skill (the longer the charging time, the greater the power, and the more the source of matter is consumed)."

"Second paragraph: Emit energy pulses, causing damage to all enemies in a straight line (the damage increases with the increase of the source level, there is no upper limit)"

"Note: While charging the energy pulse, you cannot attack or cast other skills."

"Cooling time: 60 seconds, it requires a certain amount of source material to be consumed. Current range: 75 meters (the higher the source level, the farther the range, there is no upper limit)."

"Is the range 75 meters..." Chu Qing looked at the figure shrouded in black mist not far away, "I originally wanted to use [Eye of Destruction] to deal with Wu Lie, but now Niubi has blown it, can you use the Lightning Sword? Don't hold me back."

Only now did he finally realize that bragging was Chu Qing's primary productive force.

......

A wry smile appeared on Wu Lie's face.

He couldn't understand Mu Ziqing and Ji Xuan's overwhelming confidence in Chu Qing. It would not be an exaggeration to say that Chu Qing was the weakest among the four.

Moreover, what he has to face now is the Summoner-level Evil King Ghost Face Armor, and Murong Xuan can also use the Ghost Demon Demon Sword. This level of awakening is extremely rare even in the entire Demon Fighting Clan.

"I didn't say that," Wu Lie sighed and looked at Mu Ziqing and Ji Xuan, "You are a little too trusting."

"Too much trust?" Ji Xuan glanced at Wu Lie, smiled half-heartedly, and walked forward to stand side by side with Mu Ziqing. "As a friend, there is no such thing as too much trust."

Wu Lie was slightly startled.

friend.

These two words are really unfamiliar to a young man like him who has lived in seclusion in the mountains since childhood.

However, if it is "too much trust".

A cute and cute figure appeared in Wu Lie's mind.

"As long as it's her, she won't trust you too much..."

Shaking his head, Wu Lie smiled casually, walked to Ji Xuan's side, looked at Murong Xuan, and stood ready.

The black vortex around the latter has turned into billowing demonic energy, pouring into the body and disappearing.

Raising his head and looking at Mulan and the others, Murong Xuan slowly said: "One of the geniuses, Ji Xuan."

"A disciple of the Meishan Sword Sect and one of the Tianjiao List, Mu Ziqing."

"There is also Taibai Mountain, the successor of Mingxin Temple, Wu Lie."

"Being able to defeat the three of you at the last moment is a perfect finale for me."

Upon hearing Murong Xuan's words, a look of surprise flashed across the eyes of the three of them.

"Are you still conscious?" Wu Lie frowned and said in disbelief: "In that case, why don't you remove the Evil King's Ghost Mask? Don't you know that it will kill you?"

"Of course I know." Murong Xuan sneered, "So what?"

"Do you really want to die that much?" Ji Xuan couldn't help but be surprised as he looked at the blood-red eyes under the mask.

Murong Xuan was silent for a long time and said: "Many years ago, when I fell into the abyss of despair, there was a dazzling light that illuminated my entire life."

"At that time, I had already decided that I would follow this light for the rest of my life, even if it meant sacrificing myself."

"People like you will never understand how I feel, and never will!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Xuan's figure had disappeared.

The next moment, in front of Mu Ziqing, a strong wind blew towards his face, but it was Murong Xuan who held the Ghost Blade of Yama and swiped at him fiercely!

So fast!

Mu Ziqing's pupils shrank slightly, and the Qingping Sword was placed in front of him like lightning. With a loud bang, he felt like he was hit hard, and his whole body flew backwards like an arrow from the string!

Almost at the same time, Murong Xuan extended his right hand and quickly pointed two fingers in the void. Hearing only two bangs, Wu Lie and Ji Xuan staggered backwards for dozens of meters.

Murong Xuan turned around and jumped up, slashing at Wu Lie who was still standing!

Wu Lie stretched out his palms, clasped his hands together suddenly, and used the [Guan Shanmen] gesture to clamp the Guisha Yama Sword between his palms. At the same time, Ji Xuan flashed to Murong Xuan's side, and the armor shining with golden thunder turned into a wisp of light. The cold star pierced Murong Xuan's faceplate.

Murong Xuan clenched his empty right hand and waved his arm. Immediately afterwards, the Ghost Temple Yama Sword clamped by Wu Lie's palms suddenly exploded and turned into countless black demonic energy. It instantly appeared on Murong Xuan's right hand and condensed again. It became a ghost sword of Yama!

I wipe it! Is this still possible?

Ji Xuan was shocked. He saw the Ghost Blade of Yama slashing towards his neck, but he had no intention of avoiding it. The slender and sharp armor still stabbed Murong Xuan without hesitation.

At this moment, a figure fell from the sky and blocked the knife!

It's Mu Ziqing!

It turned out that after he was knocked away by Murong Xuan's sword, his body stagnated slightly in mid-air, as if he was being held up by a pair of invisible hands. He turned over in mid-air and rode on the wind, his body rising three feet out of thin air. He flew in front of Murong Xuan at an incredible speed and blocked the Ghostly Yama Sword with one sword!

Ji Xuan no longer had any scruples, and the armor fell directly on the face armor. With a click, golden lightning exploded, and the face armor was immediately shattered into pieces!

Murong Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards.

However, when his feet landed on the ground, another pair of dark visors was rapidly forming on his pale face.

"It's useless." Murong Xuan smiled ferociously, "The Summoner-level Evil King Ghost Face Armor, unless you——"

Before he finished speaking, a shudder suddenly passed through his heart.

Murong Xuan suddenly raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

There, Chu Qing raised his head and raised his hands, as if concentrating on something.

Between his hands, a faint blue light flickered.

This bit of blue light is as small as a grain of rice, but it exudes a...

Horrible smell!

At this moment, Murong Xuan's vigilance became extremely strong.

After unlocking the third seal in his body, his perception ability was greatly enhanced. At this moment, he could clearly feel that this firefly-like blue light contained extremely terrifying power, and it was still increasing!

Not only Murong Xuan, but Mu Ziqing also noticed the changes in Chu Qing. The three of them looked at each other with a hint of surprise.

"I can't move my body at all." Chu Qing twitched the corner of his mouth.

The moment he turned on the arcane pulse, he felt like a big mountain was pressing on his shoulders. Although it was not suffocating, it made it extremely difficult for him to move. So Chu Qing luckily stayed still and stood in place to charge the arcane pulse.

"But..." Raising his head, feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the blue light between his hands, Chu Qing murmured: "The power of this shot should not disappoint me."

"This kid is weird." Murong Xuan stared at Chu Qing, and his heart trembled. His intuition told him that if Chu Qing was not stopped, something unexpected would happen.

A frightening cold light flashed through his blood-red eyes. Murong Xuan bent his knees slightly and rushed towards Chu Qing, who was standing far away. But at this moment, a green sword light suddenly came, and Mu Ziqing did sneak over. Murong Xuan's side was stabbed diagonally in his chest with a sword!

Among the three, only Ji Xuan stood there with a leisurely expression, but he happened to block Murong Xuan's path forward.

not good!

Murong Xuan's expression suddenly changed. He immediately understood that Mu Ziqing and the others were trying to prevent him from getting close to Chu Qing!

A flash of extreme uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart, and he realized that the threat Chu Qing could pose to him was probably greater than he imagined!

"He must be dealt with first." Murong Xuan's heart raced rapidly, he blocked the Qingping Sword with his backhand, and with a [finishing finishing touch] move, he knocked back Wu Lie. Then he suddenly exerted force under his feet, and his body suddenly rose up, rushing past the two of them. Pass by and go straight to Ji Xuan.

madness!

Seeing Ji Xuan standing in front of him, Murong Xuan raised a mocking smile on his lips.

In his opinion, only Mu Ziqing and Wu Lie have the ability to stop him. The former has exquisite swordsmanship and the latter has infinite strength. His Ghost Demon Sword cannot take any advantage in front of them.

But Ji Xuan?

Murong Xuan smiled coldly, the armor in your hand is indeed powerful, but if I strike with my sword, will you dodge?

If he avoids it, he can go straight to Chu Qing.

If I don't hide, how can a piece of armor block my sword?

Amidst the shrill whistling sound, the Demonic Demon Sword came down from top to bottom, drew a dark arc in the air, and chopped off Ji Xuan's head!

"Damn, my hair is messed up." Ji Xuan curled his lips as the strong wind hit his face.

The next moment, his right hand that was behind him suddenly stretched out, with a blue shadow wrapped in his hand, facing the ghostly demon sword!

Zheng----!

In the midst of the collision of gold and iron, Murong Xuan's extremely powerful move was forcefully removed by the blue shadow in Ji Xuan's hand!

With a bang, the Demonic Demon Sword hit Ji Xuan's feet hard, causing mud and rocks to fly and smoke to fly everywhere.

"how is this possible?"

Murong Xuan's face was full of shock, and he subconsciously looked at Ji Xuan's right hand.

That's a source gun.

This blue shadow is actually a source gun? !

This is a light blue source gun that is about two feet long. One side of the gun body is carved with a blue flower with petals extending in an umbrella shape. Sculpture, but really a beautiful and elegant flower that makes people fall in love with it.

The other side of the gun body is engraved with a crescent moon. The crescent moon is light white in color. Around it are dotted several stars of different shapes. Against the blue gun body, this crescent moon looks like... Like a white pear flower, blooming peacefully in the light blue sky.

Murong Xuan suddenly remembered that Ji Xuan's success on the list of geniuses was not due to his armor.

But his spear fighting skills.

Murong Xuan suddenly raised his eyes, his expression suddenly stagnated, and his pupils shrank into needle-like shapes in an instant.

At this moment, a completely red source gun was quietly pressed against his faceplate, motionless.

One side of the source gun is also engraved with a lifelike flower. This flower is as bright as fire and as gorgeous as clouds. The petals stretch out in layers, like a girl wearing a red dress, bright and beautiful. moving.

On the other side of the gun body, there are several clouds carved into it. Among the clouds, a hazy moon can be seen faintly. The moon is covered by the clouds, giving people a feeling of dim moonlight.

On the other end of the red source gun, Ji Xuan tilted his head, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and slowly uttered a word.

"boom."

boom--! ! !

The gunfire sounded, and a ray of golden light spurted out from the dark muzzle and disappeared in a flash!

With a bang, the visor on Murong Xuan's face exploded into pieces and flew in all directions, turning into wisps of demonic energy in mid-air and dissipating without a trace.

"Hmm..." He grunted, tilted his head back, and dragged his feet backwards on the ground to create two deep ravines before he could stabilize his body.

"Please allow me to make a grand introduction."

Ji Xuan raised his brows slightly, with a arrogant expression, raised the blue source gun in his right hand, and said slowly: "This gun is called Crescent Begonia."

After he finished speaking, he raised the red source gun in his left hand again, "This one is called Dark Moon Rose."

"They have a collective name."

"The seventh gun score."

"Eternal Night and Twin Moons!"

......

In the dimly lit lobby, a white-haired researcher stared intently at the screen on the instrument in front of him. The fluorescent light on the screen shone on his face, giving his whole body a feminine halo.

Suddenly, a look of excitement flashed across the researcher's expressionless face.

His eyes kept scanning the complicated information and data on the screen, and his breathing gradually became a little faster.

The next moment, he turned around, looked into a dark corner, lowered his head and said with great respect: "Sir, the situation has changed!"

In the dark corner, a cold voice sounded, "What's wrong?"