Apocalyptic Game

Sword Qi was raging, and all the samurai swords that flew towards Wu Yan were all cut off by that sword Qi, and in front of Wu Yan was a guy with a sloping suit and a tengu mask, and that guy held a pure Black katana.

"Senior Juggernaut!"

The swordsman wearing the tengu mask in front of him was Jianxin Shangquan, the sword saint. Seeing the sword saint coming to help, the big rock in Wu Yan's heart was also put down.

"I thought you could deal with her, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated this ghost. Now I will kill her personally!"

"Who are you guys?" The ghost in red looked at the sword saint Shangquan Jianxin in front of him. She felt a huge threat in the sword saint. The ghost in red knew that the guy in front of him could kill her.

A large amount of red mist broke out around the red ghost, and the surrounding corpses were all corroded by the red mist.

"Want to escape?!" The sword sage Shangquan Jianxin put the karma in his hand into the scabbard, and put the sword in a posture...

"Dragon Slash!"

The karma in the scabbard was quickly swung out, and at that moment a sword aura struck forward, breaking the red fog, and splitting the red ghost who was about to escape into two.

One sword, just that one sword killed the red ghost, the corpse that had been divided into two was decomposed bit by bit, and it was quickly wiped out...

"The people in this place will wake up soon. If they come half an hour later, I'm afraid this place will be dangerous."

"Senior Juggernaut, haven't you already left?" Wu Yan looked at the Jugger Master Shangquan Jianxin in front of him with some doubts. It was clear that Jugger Master Shangquan Jianxin had already left a day ago.

"Thinking about it halfway, I still feel a little uneasy. I don't know if you can kill the ghost, so I wanted to come and help. When I felt the soaring evil spirit, I knew that my decision was not wrong. That one The ghost uses the spirit of the civilians in the entire town as its source of strength. It is already considered a great demon. But I hope you will keep this matter secret from that guy!"

"That guy? Are you talking about Wang Luoxuan?"

"Yeah!" The Juggernaut nodded, but Wu Yan was puzzled.

"why?"

"You don't need to know. Remember what I said, then goodbye." Juggernaut Shangquan Jianxin put the sword in its sheath, then turned and left, leaving only Wu Yan who was misty that day.

"Fuck! It hurts!"

The pain on his shoulders followed, when Wu Yan noticed that he had a samurai sword stuck in his shoulder...

...

The night passed, the people in Gaocheng were all turned into corpses because of the red ghosts, but the civilians outside Gaocheng were still alive, and at most they woke up and felt very exhausted.

When Wang Luoxuan came to sleep, he found himself lying on a bed, while Wu Yan was cooking medicine for himself. Wu Yan was also injured, with cloth bandaged on his shoulders.

"You are still alive..."

"You are awake! The crisis has been resolved! This mage is great!"

"You solved it? Impossible!" Looking at Wu Yan's proud look, Wang Luoxuan couldn't believe that you could solve all this, after all, he also knew Wu Yan's strength. But what was unexpected was that the matter was indeed resolved, and Wu Yan was indeed still alive, only with some injuries on his shoulder.

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"Jealous of you? Then tell me how you solved the big demon?"

"As soon as this mage took action, the monster was so scared!"

"Come on! Look at what you blow! But the injury on my body, I am afraid that I will lie in bed for a long time." Wang Luoxuan sighed helplessly, I am afraid it will take a lot of time just to heal the injury.

...

Wang Luoxuan and Wu Yan spent three months in this town, most of the time Wang Luoxuan was recovering from injuries. In the past three months, Wang Luoxuan and Wu Yan had recovered from their injuries. After preparing some dry food and water, Wang Luoxuan and Wu Yan were going to the Immortal Temple to retrieve their weapons.

Passing through the forest and the plain outside the town, Wang Luoxuan and Wu Yan also came to the foot of the mountain surrounded by dense fog.

With the experience of going up the mountain for the first time, Wang Luoxuan took off the bone flute around his waist, playing the bone flute, and usually walked up the mountain, while Wu Yan carried Wang Luoxuan's soul-attracting lamp and led the way in front of the thick fog.

There was no sound of fighting on the battlefield that I heard when I went up the mountain for the first time, and there were no more enemies in the thick fog. After walking through the thick fog for about half an hour, Wang Luoxuan and Wu Yan also came to the gate of the Immortal Temple.

The gate of the temple is still open, and it hasn't changed much from when I left for the first time, except that the leaves on the ground are accumulating more and more.

Wang Luoxuan entered the temple, came to the dry well beside the steps, and slid down the rope. When he arrived at the bottom of the dry well, Wang Luoxuan drilled into the hole and came to the secret residence of Monk Wusha.

Wusha monk sat cross-legged with his back to Wang Luoxuan, and in front of him was the angry Buddha statue, holding a samurai sword in both hands.

"Master Wushu, we are here to get the knife!"

Wang Luoxuan yelled, but the other party did not respond...

"Master without killing?"

Wang Luoxuan walked over and patted Master Wushu, but there was still no movement. He put his hand to his nose and found that Master Wushu had no breath.

"He is dead."

"Dead? How come?"

"Still sitting cross-legged, without any trauma, it seems to die very quietly, as if asleep. But thank you for the knife!"

Wang Luoxuan grabbed the samurai sword held by Master Wushu and pulled it out...

Wang Luoxuan slowly pulled the knife out of the scabbard, and the strong smell of blood erupted, causing Wu Yan to cover his nose.

The blade was as bright red as blood. When Wang Luoxuan held the handle of the knife, he felt that his heart was filled with an inexplicable killing intent... This is a knife for killing ghosts, and even more so. The murderous demon knife.

Wu Yan looked at Wang Luoxuan with some worry. When Wang Luoxuan pulled out the knife, his aura changed, becoming cold and heart-palpiting, exuding that terrifying murderous aura...

Wang Luoxuan put the knife into the scabbard and looked at the Wusha monk... Wang Luoxuan didn't understand why Wusha monk would create such a dangerous demon sword before he died. Is there something wrong with the material? Or did the monk without killing want to give such a demon sword to Wang Luoxuan in the end? But all of this is a mystery to Wang Luoxuan, and perhaps the Monk Wusha was killed by that demon sword.

"From today, I will be your master, and your name is Bi An!" Wang Luoxuan looked at the knife in his hand, and now this knife that transcends the sin of the sword sage has been handed.

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