As long as Sister Wen Wan is here, as long as Sister Wen Wan is powerful enough, then I will not use this damn talisman.
She finally understood that Wei Ran was just trying to trick her.
Just bully the little kite for not understanding the talismans.
It's good that the little kite understands how to use the talisman. Just recite the incantation of the talisman itself and consume the same amount of energy. If you don't understand, then just do the exercises mentioned above with different tricks to praise Wei Ran.
The little kite smiled and said, "Sister Wenwan, please be careful."
Wen Wan nodded slightly, took a deep breath, walked into the tomb door in front of her, and said, "Let's go."
The two women entered the Jingmen tomb.
The three corpse demons originally hiding inside had already been defeated by them.
But when the lighting charm floats in.
Wen Wan still saw a figure standing in the middle of the tomb.
This man was wearing black night clothes, holding a long sword in his arms and hugging his chest.
When he sensed Wen Wan and his wife walking in, he immediately opened his eyes.
Wen Wan held the sword, pointing the tip of the sword diagonally at the ground, and stopped ten meters away from the man in black.
When the little kite saw this person, his eyes widened immediately and he said, "It's actually you!"
Wang Wei said coldly: "I didn't expect you to survive the siege of the three zombie demons. You have some tricks."
Wen Wan said: "I finally understand why my senior brother was arrested. I didn't expect you to be a traitor."
Wang Wei said: "Intrigue and deceit are commonplace in this world of immortality. Everyone has his own role, so there is no need to make a fuss."
The little kite said: "A traitor is a traitor, and a scumbag is a scumbag. There is no need to put gold on your face."
Wang Wei said: "If I were a scumbag, I would have taken action just now while you were resting."
Wen Wan said: "It's not that you don't take action, you just look down on us."
Wang Wei's eyes exposed to the air showed a disdainful smile, and said: "Yes, that's right, I look down on you. I don't want things to end so soon. I just want to let you rest and have more fun with you."
The little kite said: "You are so disgusting! You look down on people!"
Wang Wei sneered: "Why should the strong look down on the weak? The weak should be severely trampled under the feet of the strong and accept the humiliation of the strong."
Wen Wan thought of Yang Na who once bullied her, and then thought of Wei Ran.
Then he said in a deep voice: "Not all strong people like to bully the weak. If you practice just to stand on others' heads, you are destined to be unable to break through to a higher realm."
Wang Wei said: "The winner lives, the loser dies. If you can't even survive, how can you talk about breaking through to a higher realm? Only the strong can win, and only by winning can you survive, and only by living can everything be possible."
Wen Wan waited for him with cold eyes.
Wen Wan originally didn't talk much, and she wasn't good at debating with others. She always talked less and did more.
The little kite said loudly: "You fart, if there were less rotten people like you in the world of immortality, everyone would live a better life and live long enough!"
"Survival of the fittest is a cruel iron law in the world of immortality." Wang Wei said: "It's really baffling. Why am I wasting so much time talking to a little girl who is still young?"
"But forget it, if these are your last words, then let's get started."
Wang Wei said as he drew out his long sword. Under the weak light of the lighting talisman, the sword seemed pale.
Pale hands, pale sword, pale eyes.
He no longer looked at Wen Wan, her sword, or her hands, but looked down at the ground under his feet.
This is a taboo in swordsmanship. Fighting between masters is like a decisive battle between large armies. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle.
Every subtle movement, every look, every expression, and even every muscle twitch of the other party must be captured immediately, and not even a trace can be missed.
Because every point may be the key to victory.
Wang Wei has been practicing swordsmanship for many years, so there is no way he doesn’t know this.
Maybe Wang Wei didn't regard Wen Wan as a master from the bottom of his heart, or even regarded her as his opponent.
Wenwan said to the little kite in a slow voice: "Stand away, this is a battle between me and him."
Then Wen Wan said to Wang Wei: "The battle that day is not over, let's make up for it this time."
Wang Wei sneered.
Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second.
Sword cultivators are even more involved. Anyone who practices swords must have a sense of arrogance, an arrogance that says I am invincible and everyone else is an ant.
If someone's swordsmanship is better than your own, you must compete to see whose sword is more powerful.
The effectiveness of the lighting charm in mid-air was coming to an end, and the light began to flicker.
Wen Wan and Wang Wei's faces were half in the dark and half in the light.
The little kite suddenly felt an atmosphere that made her hair stand on end.
She walked slowly to the door of the tomb.
Look at Wen Wan carefully.
I silently cheered her up in my heart.
Because she was suppressed by this inexplicable atmosphere at this time, she could not even breathe smoothly, let alone speak.
In the dark tomb, it was quiet, very quiet, so quiet that you could even hear each other's breathing.
In fact, Wang Wei and Wen Wan have no hatred, no hatred, and no resentment.
The only thing between them is the inherent stupidity among swordsmen to compare themselves with each other, and the obstacles on the road to immortality.
Wang Wei is a swordsman, and he is the one who hinders Wenwan from meeting Wei Ran.
Wen Wan is a swordsman, and she is the target that Feng Shi wants to kill. If she kills her, Wang Wei will officially become a member of the Seven Kills organization and gain a frightening reputation.
Wang Wei doesn't know Wen Wan, and Wen Wan doesn't know Wang Wei.
This was only the second time the two met.
No matter what the reason for this battle is, the result of this battle is what they must get.
Wen Wan's condition at this time is not 100%, and her cultivation level is lower than that of Wang Wei. This is the most fatal flaw in the duel.
As long as we grasp Wen Wan's flaw, Wen Wan will never win.
But Wen Wan's heart is as calm as the silent mirror lake in the Xiaozhu Forest Cave at the moment. She thinks she can win this battle, and she has also prepared a backup plan, which Wei Ran taught her.
Otherwise, Wei Ran would not let his precious junior sister die at will.
Wang Wei has absolute strength and 100% condition. He has closed his eyes and been waiting for this battle for a long time, so if he doesn't take action, it will be like shaking the wind and rain.
But he didn't regard Wen Wan as an opponent, just a toy for entertainment.
Arrogance is also the most fatal weakness in a decisive battle.
Examples of failure due to pride, arrogance and arrogance happen every day and night.
So history tells us that people never learn lessons from history.
Both of them have conditions for victory and reasons for defeat.
Who wins this battle? Who loses?
The lighting symbols began to flicker more intensely. Under the flickering lighting, Wen Wan and Wang Wei's faces became paler and gloomier.
When the lighting symbol flashed for the twentieth time.
The sword has been thrust out.
Under the lighting that alternates between bright and dark, the figures of the two people change with every flicker.
In the eyes of the little kite, when it becomes dark, nothing can be seen. When it becomes bright, the figures of the two dueling men appear again, but their postures have changed.
In this incoherent posture change, the more the little kite looked, the more it felt that its fingers were cold and it was difficult to breathe.
As the flickering intensified, the two figures got closer and closer.
The distance between the two people was not far, but now they are close at hand!
In the little kite's opinion, this duel was neither fierce nor brilliant.
Because she is not a sword cultivator, as the saying goes, a layman can watch the excitement, but an expert can watch the door.
Both swords have been thrust out with full force!
Masters always kill with one strike, and the sword they thrust out is also the last one. There is no retreat ahead.
There is no distance between life and death at this moment.
A swordsman can either become famous and admired by everyone, or he can be defeated by other people's swords and become a withered skeleton at the feet of others.
Uh-huh.
The effect of the lighting charm is completely over.
The entire tomb fell into darkness.
I can't see my fingers, I can't see anything.
What happened?
Who's winning? Who loses?
