There were all kinds of people in the world.
Everyone had their own encounters and stories.
Naturally, in everyone's own story, everyone was also the protagonist of their own story.
Iron Blood Silver Spear Duan Xincheng was famous for his Iron Blood Silver Spear.
However, very few people knew that his true trump card was not the Seventy-Two Azure Dragon Spear Technique.
Among all of his martial arts, the strongest was a fortuitous encounter in the past.
By chance, he obtained the long-lost Nine Sun Scorching Sun Technique!
This was a supreme divine technique of pure Yang, and its power was immense. If one cultivated to the highest level of the Nine Yang Realm, it would appear in nine days. Its strength could almost be compared to Chu Buxiu, the madman who had single-handedly destroyed the entire imperial capital.
In fact, the outcome of the battle was still unknown…This would only be known after the battle.
However, the more powerful a martial art was, the more difficult it was to cultivate.
Duan Xincheng knew that he would never be able to cultivate this martial art to the ninth level of the Nine Yang Realm in his entire life.
Because…this martial art required a virgin body to practice.
He had become famous at a young age, dressed in fresh clothes and riding on horses. This was the dream of many women. Naturally, he had already become a real man a long time ago.
That night, he was filled with pride.
When he had obtained the Nine Sun Scorching Sun Technique, he had already felt a lot of frustration and unwillingness.
However, even so, even if he spent his entire life, he could only cultivate to the Three Yang Realm. Even though he was only in the One Yang Realm now, the power of this martial art was still stronger than all his martial arts.
In times of life and death, the Nine Sun Scorching Sun Technique was his life-saving ability.
Although there was no scorching sun in the void, the terrifying temperature had already burned the void. The grass withered and the heat was oppressive!
Duan Xincheng was confident in his victory.
Up until now, he had traveled the martial world for many years and had encountered several life-and-death crises.
They all relied on this attack to turn defeat into victory.
Including the middle-aged man he met a few days ago…His martial arts were extremely high, and his internal energy was far superior to Duan Xincheng.
Duan Xincheng retreated 12 feet while that person only took three steps back. The gap between them was obvious.
But even so, that person was forced back by this move, Endless Sky Sun, Brilliant Life.
Tonight…there would be no exceptions!
At least, that was what Duan Xincheng thought.
Just as he was thinking about this, the saber that had just been half-sheathed had disappeared!
However, he soon found out.
It wasn't that the saber had disappeared, but that he couldn't see the saber!
Although he couldn't see the blade, he could see the blade light.
When he saw the blade light, he didn't realize that it was a blade light…Instead, he thought that it was a full moon!？
There was no light tonight, and the clouds covered the sky. Where did the full moon come from?？
When this thought appeared in his mind, the full moon disappeared and he saw the saber again.
However, when he saw the saber again, the blazing sun in his hand had already disappeared.
The airwave only spread out at this moment.
It swept across several miles of land.
The grass was yellow and the leaves were scorched.
Only then did Duan Xincheng realize that he was already in midair.
Of course, he wouldn't be in the air for no reason…He was sent flying!
The scary thing was that he didn't know when he had been hit!
He didn't even know what trick he had fallen for!
How did the other party attack?
Could it be that he used the moon to smear his face?
In his confusion, he landed on the ground.
He stared at the top of his head, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
He thought that he should be dead. The intense pain in his chest was only transmitted to his brain at this moment. The alarm emitted by his brain was an unprecedented fear.
However…his body no longer wanted to move.
Struggling was useless.
He looked at the thick dark clouds above his head in confusion, quietly waiting for death to descend.
However, he didn't get it.
"It doesn't seem to be a problem?"
"Yes, yes. He shouldn't have any relationship with the Asura Hall, right?”
"If it was someone from Asura Hall, there was no reason not to use their strongest martial arts when death was imminent. However, this move did not seem like the Blood River Divine Art, nor did it seem like the Hundred Reversal of Yin and Yang Disorder, let alone the Asura Seven Kill Saber…He was using a spear.”
"Then he's not from Asura Hall?”
"Hmm…at least not in terms of martial arts, but we can't completely erase this possibility.”
Duan Xincheng lay on the ground and waited for his death. He heard the two of them discussing animatedly.
One of them was a man's voice, while the other was a woman's voice.
The man's voice sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before…the
woman's voice…also sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before?
Duan Xincheng was a smart person, and smart people usually had a good memory, so he quickly remembered where he had heard these two voices.
"It's you guys!" He suddenly turned over and stood up.？Those two passersby who ruined my plans, had vicious mouths, and ran away quickly?”
Lin
Zimo and Ning Wushuang looked at each other. After pondering for a while, Lin Zimo said,
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