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Du Wen stopped shouting and the Sanskrit music stopped immediately.

The sixteen disciples beside Master Cihang staggered around, and some even vomited blood.

I saw the huge golden fist smashing Master Cihang and his disciples into a piece of flesh.

Master Cihang pushed up with his backhand.

There was also a flash of golden light on his body, and he withstood the falling fist. Not only that, Master Cihang also stood up with his fist in hand.

The platform under my feet was not damaged at all.

This scene shocked Du Wen.

In addition to Master Cihang, there are other masters in Cihang Temple who can compete with him?

No, could it be said that he was deceived?

This is Master Cihang, not an impostor?

Is this a trap set up by Cihang Temple to deal with him?

Thinking like lightning, Du Wen understood that the matter had come to this, and he had no other option. He could only break the situation by killing the "Master Cihang" in front of him and proving that the evildoer was impersonating him.

That’s fine!

Compared with the conspiratorial and scheming method of drugging the "medicine" used by Master Cihang in his cultivation, Du Wen still prefers the straight-forward approach now!

He practiced the art of killing as a soldier.

This cultivation method does not improve lifespan much. Even if you practice to the legendary level, you can live a long life of two hundred years.

But if he is good at killing, his killing power is comparable to that of the most skilled swordsman in the path of cultivating immortals.

Du Wen practiced the art of killing, and his nature was like burning fire and fighting.

The current scene even coincided with his thoughts.

"It seems that Master Du has gone crazy, lost his mind and fallen into the evil way! No wonder he poisoned my lay disciples of Cihang Temple. I had no choice but to do justice for heaven." Master Cihang also made an excuse for himself.

, said loudly.

Du Wen was too lazy to answer.

Poisoning is indeed poisoning.

But are those people your lay disciples from Cihang Temple?

It's just that you, Monk Cihang, have decided to be the medicine man to assist you in your cultivation in the future.

Du Wen's body formed golden armor and went straight to Master Cihang.

Whoever wins between the two will tell the truth.

In an instant, Du Wen appeared next to Master Cihang and hit his head with a huge fist.

A terrifying wave of energy surged out, and all the disciples around him were blown away. Those believers were also blown off their feet.

Master Cihang did not dodge or evade, put his hands together and pushed forward.

Like Du Wen, he also became golden.

But Du Wen is a golden armor, and Master Cihang is a Buddhist golden body.

Both palms and fists collided, and a huge sound resounded over the imperial city.

The platform under their feet shattered instantly, and a pile of sawdust and dust flew into the sky.

Du Wen's punch was blocked, and another punch landed on Master Cihang's forehead in a flash of lightning.

Master Cihang suddenly leaned back and took ten steps back.

Every step leaves a deep footprint on the ground.

The force of the shock spread outward as he retreated.

The area of ​​Cihang Temple is okay, but the further outside it becomes, the more it looks like an earth dragon is turning over, and some houses that are not very strong collapse directly.

After being hit in the head by a punch, Master Cihang fell into a disadvantage. His golden forehead was shattered, and cracks spread across his entire face.

It seems to be covered with a broken carapace.

There was blood flowing, and it was obvious that the injury was serious.

Du Wen did not take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

He stood there and looked at his left hand.

Just now, this punch broke Master Cihang's golden body, but a hole also appeared inexplicably in Du Wen's armor.

A small bloody hole was stabbed on his hand, and the black breath spread along the wound and reached the upper part of Du Wen's arm.

With all his magic power, he couldn't suppress it!

"You are indeed a demon!"

Du Wen was shocked and angry. It was impossible for human monks to cultivate such poison.

And he was very sure that Master Cihang did not use any magic weapon.

The demon monk turned out to be a demon monk!

"Alchemy Master Du is indeed completely possessed by the devil." Master Cihang sighed, his tone was pitiful, but a strange smile appeared on his face.

The people around him had long since fainted and died, and no one could see his expression.

He is not only a demon, but also an extremely rare two-headed poisonous scorpion!

Naturally heterogeneous.

After successful cultivation, he became one soul and two bodies, and the Master Cihang who traveled abroad was him, and the Master Cihang here was also him.

There is no difference between true and false.

Even if Du Wen tried his best to kill him, the other Cihang would not be affected.

Not only that, he will be resurrected!

Only if both of them are killed within a short period of time will Master Cihang really die.

You, Du Wen, are setting me up.

But why am I, Master Cihang, setting you up and waiting for you to get involved?

I calculated your plans.

From the beginning, Du Wen was doomed to failure!

With a sly smile, Master Cihang took a step forward, ready to pursue the victory.

It doesn't matter if he and Du Wen die together.

At this moment, a huge sense of crisis broke out.

A black sword exuding a ferocious aura appeared above Master Cihang's head, and the owner of the sword stabbed down.

The sword blade easily pierced through the damaged carapace and penetrated most of Master Cihang's body.

Xia Yanzhen took advantage of the situation and slashed.

The sly smile of victory on Master Cihang's face didn't even have time to disappear completely before it was split into two halves.
Chapter completed!