Shen Xinghun passed through the third level of altar successfully. He hesitated for a moment, did not continue to move forward, and chose to exit.

Walking down the altar, out of the arched stone gate, he saw a white beast sleeping not far away. Shen Xinghun put it on his shoulder and walked down the mountain.

Walking all the way to his cave, he saw that someone around him looked at him unnaturally. Shen Xinghun suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and walked a few steps back to his mountain.

Sure enough, there were already many people around here. When everyone saw that Shen Xinghun had returned, they made way for him, and Shen Xinghun walked in.

Seeing Li Muyang confronting someone, with several wounds bleeding on his body and blood spilling out of the corners of his mouth, Shen Xinghun narrowed his eyes and knew that today's things would not be good.

After walking to Li Muyang and protecting him behind him, Shen Xinghun then looked at the person in front of him.

In front of me was a young man about twenty-five or six years old, with a beard on his face and a scar on his face, which penetrated his entire face. He was sneering and looking at Shen Xinghun.

This man's cultivation is not very high. Shen Xinghun only glanced at him and looked away, looking at a man in Taoist robe not far away.

The man was about thirty years old, wearing a blue Taoist robe, with a Tai Chi diagram on his chest, and a strand of white hair hanging from his temples.

At this time, the man in Taoist robe sat on a wooden chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and someone was holding a dusty dust for him behind him, while someone was holding a Taoist crown.

He looked up and glanced at Shen Xinghun casually, then lowered his head to continue drinking tea, and did not take Shen Xinghun seriously.

This man's name is Zhao Jiuyang. He has grown up in this crazy phoenix since he was a child. Although he is not a strong man in the spiritual realm, he is also a cultivator who has developed nine spiritual veins.

He knew Jin Peng, but it wasn't that Jin Peng wanted him to stand up for him, but he felt that his friend had been bullied, so he should come forward to help. In addition, he is now in the Crazy Phoenix, and his cultivation is enough to be called a master.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Zhao Jiuyang stood up and walked in front of Shen Xinghun like a leisurely stroll.

"Jinpeng, do you know each other?"

When Shen Xinghun heard this name, he knew that the person who came was not kind. He sneered in his heart, but there was no expression on his lips.

"I know, he is my good friend. Last time we joined forces, many people fell into the trap, and half of the things I got were divided. Why? Are you here to thank me on his behalf today, or have any good plans?"

As soon as Shen Xinghun said this, many people giggled in the dark. They knew that the last time they besieged Shen Xinghun, Jin Peng deliberately said in front of them that Shen Xinghun was not as good as him.

Now Shen Xinghun admitted that this was a trap set by the two of them together, and many people secretly greeted Jin Peng's family and decided that they would not let that kid go if they had the chance in the future.

Zhao Jiuyang smiled. He heard Jin Peng say that the whole story naturally knew what was going on, and he didn't bother to defend himself at this time.

"You and I know in our hearts why I came today. Tell me yourself, don't force me to take action."

Shen Xinghun woke up the little beast on his shoulder and let it return to the cave by itself, so as not to hurt it after a while.

"When it comes to taking action, I have been looking for some advice recently. I wonder if you have this ability!"

"Ha! You are so arrogant, you all retreat, otherwise you will be self-conceited!"

As soon as Zhao Jiuyang finished speaking, he raised his hand and the floating Chen flew directly into his hand. Zhao Jiuyang pointed at Fu Chen, and the whole floating Chen was like a sword.

Shen Xinghun took out the Jiaoke Sword from the ring and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Zhao Jiuyang.

Zhao Jiuyang raised his hand and slashed it, and a sword energy rushed straight to Shen Xinghun's face. Shen Xinghun raised his hand and blocked it with the Jiaoke Sword in his hand. With a tingling sound, Shen Xinghun felt his palm numb and his body unconsciously took a step back.

After all, Shen Xinghun now only has seven spiritual veins, while Zhao Jiuyang has opened nine spiritual veins. Naturally, his physical fitness is not as good as others. Although Shen Xinghun is prepared, there is still a gap at this moment.

Standing firmly, Shen Xinghun was not afraid at all. Instead, he rushed forward with a quick step, and the Jiaoke Sword in his hand pierced Zhao Jiuyang's heart.

Zhao Jiuyang smiled disdainfully, moved slightly, and flashed over, but something suddenly popped up behind Shen Xinghun, who had already rushed past.

The python tendon, like a whip, rushed straight to Zhao Jiuyang's face. Zhao Jiuyang thought he could dodge it, but as soon as he relaxed a little, the whip had arrived.

"Bang!"

It was very clear and loud, and a red mark appeared on Zhao Jiuyang's face.

I felt that his face was so hot that he had two more spiritual veins than the other party, but as soon as he fought, he was slapped in the face.

Zhao Jiuyang's eyes widened, as if flames were burning. He stomped his feet hard on the ground, and he flew up and headed straight for Shen Xinghun. At some point in his hand, a dagger appeared.

The dagger is half black and half white. The black side absorbs all the light around it, and the white side emits a dazzling light.

Zhao Jiuyang approached Shen Xinghun and the dagger in his hand stabbed Shen Xinghun's neck, which would end Shen Xinghun's life.

Shen Xinghun did not dare to be careless and suddenly retreated. However, at this moment, the dagger in Zhao Jiuyang's hand suddenly changed from black to white. Shen Xinghun's originally retreating steps suddenly stopped, as if time had stopped.

Although everything returned to normal in just a short moment, the dagger had pierced Shen Xinghun's skin and blood had already flowed out.

Seeing that Shen Xinghun was about to die here, at the critical moment, Shen Xinghun activated the Divine Foot Power, and the three times the power was superimposed, and his speed increased too much at once, so he could avoid this fatal blow.

Zhao Jiuyang was startled by Shen Xinghun's speed, but he instantly came to his senses. The dagger in his hand shone brightly again, and a strange little man crawled out of the dagger.

This is a half-black and half-black little man, only the size of a palm, and even his eyes are not opened. As soon as he appeared, he obviously felt that all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him was rushing towards it wildly.

The villain looked very enjoyable, with an intoxicated look on his face. In an instant, all the spiritual energy that came from heaven and earth was absorbed by him, and his eyes were barely opened.

The eyes were very special, with the black side, the white side, the white side, the eyes were completely black. It smiled strangely at Shen Xinghun, opened its mouth and let out a light roar.

For a moment, Shen Xinghun felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. It seemed as if there were hundreds of silver needles piercing him.

He fell to his knees, holding his head tightly with his hands, and blood flowed out of his ears and eyes.
Chapter completed!