The Sword Named No Way Out

"Shuangce!" Ying Kai came with the sword, looking at the little disciple in Xu Shuangce's arms with a tense expression: "How is it?"

It stands to reason that Xu Shuangce shouldn't have come to Daishan, but in the current situation, no one cares about it anymore.

The main hall on the ground of Dingxian Mausoleum has been half collapsed, corpse miasma covered the sky like a vast black mist from the ground, crowds of startled corpses wandered out, gathered from all directions in the wilderness, and approached the monks step by step with staggering steps.

Not far away, the body of Fahua Immortal Venerable was blocked by Changsun Chengfeng, Bai Xun and Yu Chixiao, but it didn't look like they would be blocked for long.

Yu Chixiao stared at Fahua Immortal Venerable, and kept looking this way, with an anxious and indescribable expression. Xu Shuangce let go of the hand that was pressing on Gong Wei's throat, and saw that the **** incision had stopped bleeding, but the wound was still cracking ferociously, which looked shocking.

"It's okay." He said calmly, finally moved his eyes away from Gong Wei's pale face, glanced at Ying Kai, and then turned his head to look at Yu Chirui who was urgently rescued by a disciple of the Medical Sect in the distance for some reason.

"You can't let the startled corpse escape." He said suddenly, paused and urged: "Leave this to me, you go and chase after that puppet."

Ying Kai traveled the world with him when he was young, so he naturally knew that Xu Shuangce could make a move, so he nodded, "Okay!" But when he was about to walk away with the sword, he found something unexpectedly: "Where is the Naihe sword? You didn't bring it ?"

Xu Shuangce said, "I didn't bring it."

"then you…"

Xu Shuangce didn't answer, and casually waved at the nearest medical disciple. The young monk immediately stepped forward, full of fear and before saluting, he saw Sect Master Xu reach out and took the sword from his waist.

The disciples of "Golden Ship Medical School" Mu Duozhu's sect specialize in medicine, and their swordsmanship is mediocre, so this saber itself is also very ordinary. But Xu Shuangce grasped the hilt of the sword, and instantly the extremely domineering spiritual power burned all over the body of the sword, and a strong cold light erupted, even the monk himself was so frightened that he stepped back a few steps!

Xu Shuangce said, "Let's go."

There was no room for hesitation in the situation, so Ying Kai had no choice but to grit his teeth: "Chengfeng, come here, stay here to assist Xu Zongzhu, remember not to let any startled corpses go." Then he turned to Xu Shuangce: "Be careful!"

After saying that, he rushed to the distance with his sword, and the controlled body of Fahua Immortal Venerable flew out of Mount Dai in an instant, Ying Kai, Yu Chixiao and others followed closely behind.

Figures swayed in the surrounding black mist, it was the horror corpses staggering approaching. The powerful senior masters in Dingxian Mausoleum have been put down and buried one by one by Ying Kai and Yu Chirui, but there are still many monks who have no time to dispose of their corpses. Once the magic circle is broken, they will take advantage of the gap, and even the shaking mortuary clothes And the face of corruption is clearly visible.

The young Yizong disciple's knees became weak under the pressure of the sword power, and he said in a trembling voice, "Zong...Sect Master, please entrust the patient to me and do our best to heal..."

But Xu Shuangce didn't seem to hear.

He stood with the sword in his right hand, and the terrible oppression emanating from the sword made the air seem to be ablaze, and he took Gong Wei into his arms with his left hand, and said without turning his head:

"Stand back."

The disciple of the Medical Sect trembled and took a half step back, only to see a flash of light in front of his eyes. It was Xu Shuangce who raised his saber and swung it heavily—

The ring-shaped sword light swept in all directions like a hurricane, and the corpses in the front row were strangled to pieces as soon as they touched their faces. More horrified corpses roared and charged at the blood, but the monks present had no time to resist, and they turned into wrecks one after another under the raging sword edge, and countless broken limbs and broken arms rushed into the sky!

It was a total one-sided massacre.

Xu Shuangce faced the group of corpses and moved forward steadily, leaving countless wreckage at his feet with every step; when the seventh step landed, the last sword light killed the startled corpses, the bones collapsed into pieces, and the heads slammed Bang rolled all over the floor!

Xu Shuangce turned around, retracted his right hand, and blocked Gong Wei in his arms, and the bones and blood that fell from the sky immediately sprinkled on the sleeve of his robe.

The surrounding wilderness has turned into a terrible hell, and everyone is silent. The dark wind whizzed past with the miasma of corpses, and a disciple trembled involuntarily: "This, these are all seniors..."

Indeed, these dismembered corpses were all seniors from various aristocratic families. If Ying Kai was there, he would never have dared and would not have dealt with them so bloodily and quickly.

Xu Shuangce glanced at the disciple with sharp eyes.

Changsun Chengfeng's heart tightened suddenly, before he could open his mouth to reprimand the disciple, he saw Xu Shuangce's sword light approaching his face!

It was so fast that even the eldest Sun Chengfeng had no time to manipulate the soldiers to protect him. The disciple's heartbeat stopped suddenly, and the sharp edge of Senhan's sword was already reflected in his pupils—

But at the next moment, the powerful arc of the sword swept upwards from the top of everyone's heads, smashing the thick black mist, and the miasma of corpses within a few feet was forced to clear by spiritual power.

thump!

Several disciples knelt on the ground with weak legs, dripping with cold sweat, and did not get up for a long time.

Xu Shuangce casually threw the saber back to the young Medical Sect monk before, and then without looking at the crowd, he put his thumb on the center of Gong Wei's eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Let go."

There was an irresistible force in his voice, Gong Wei's body convulsed, and he let go of the sea of ​​consciousness weakly.

A ray of spiritual power immediately poured from Xu Shuangce's fingertips into the center of his eyebrows, flowing from the sea of ​​consciousness to the limbs and bones, tightly locking the puppet threads constantly surging in the spiritual veins.

Even if Yizong himself came, Xu Shuangce's hand strength might not be more stable and his operations more precise and proper. Gong Wei's body stiffened uncontrollably, and Xu Shuangce clasped him tightly with his left hand, making him unable to struggle at all. He raised his right hand straight up, and a gleaming puppet thread seemed to be wrapped around Xu Shuangce's fingertips by spiritual power. The movement was slowly drawn out of Gong Wei's body, getting longer and smaller, and still condensed for a full half a foot.

A disciple of the Yizong couldn't help but said in surprise: "This, this is not dead..."

When the puppet silk is inserted into a living human body, it will consume a large amount of the host's flesh and blood, and the longer the time, the longer it will be extended. Therefore, the monks who are implanted with puppet silk will most likely not survive a moment. And this low-level disciple of the Cangyang Sect can survive until now, one can imagine how severe the pain is.

"Ahem!" Eldest Sun Chengfeng frowned to signal the others not to talk nonsense, and said awkwardly, "Young Master Xiang is worthy of being Sect Master Xu's beloved disciple, he is truly fateful."

Everyone's first reaction when they heard this was: Sect Master Cangyang has accepted disciples? How come no one knows about such a big thing?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xu Shuangce turned a deaf ear, but did not deny it, and only said to Gong Wei: "Don't move."

I don't know if it's Gong Wei's illusion, these two words are soft and deep, as if they have a slight warmth. He blankly opened his eyes wide to see clearly, but the light in his eyes was already very loose. Even though he was close at hand, he could barely see Xu Shuangce's profile clearly.

Xu Bai is still very good-looking, this idea suddenly occurred to him in a trance.

Many years ago in Xunshu Gong, when he was taught to write by hand one by one in the afternoon, with the sound of cicadas chirping outside the window, he also raised his head to look up at Xu Shuangce's calm face.

At that time, he was still very young, sitting cross-legged on the soft cushion in front of Xu Shuangce, he could lean into his arms when he fell backwards. From Xu Shuangce's skirts came the cold and light smell of green pine after snow. Sometimes he couldn't help but turn his head to smell it. Xu Shuangce would straighten his head and say, "Write well."

His voice was also low and soothing, making Gong Wei's ears feel warm.

It's just that the temperature didn't last long.

Because Gong Wei had grown up in a blink of an eye, and he had grown into the appearance that Xu Shuangce disliked the most. Later, when recalling Xu Shuangce's voice, the first thing he could think of was the cruel, severe and merciless lesson.

A trace of grievance appeared in Gong Wei's drowsy consciousness, his lips parted weakly, but only made a few breath sounds.

But Xu Shuangce noticed it, one fingertip was still wrapped around the glowing puppet thread, and at the same time, he lowered his head and pressed it on his sweaty forehead, saying: "It's all right."

When the voice fell to the ground, he raised his hand suddenly, and the puppet thread was completely pulled out from between Gong Wei's eyebrows, and the end snapped off!

"what!"

Gong Wei screamed hoarsely. The severe pain made him struggle to the point of death, but Xu Shuangce's strong arms grabbed him. At the same time, the puppet silk burst into light like crazy, and wanted to follow Gong Wei's blood energy to probe into his spiritual veins. Xu Shuangce's expression was terrified, and pure gold real fire suddenly shot out from his fingertips, burning quickly!

The entire puppet thread was burned all over by the golden fire, and finally fell to the ground feebly and vertically with the sound of crackling and crackling, losing the last bit of spiritual power.

The tense medical disciples around him breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

However, the breath was not over, and someone said suspiciously: "Hey, what's going on?"

I saw that the flames gradually dissipated, and the scorched puppet thread did not disappear, but still fell there motionless, but the whole body turned a terrifying blood red, reflecting the viper-like viper in the surrounding blue-gray air. Light.

The **** luster was reflected in Xu Shuangce's eyes, and Sect Master Cangyang's complexion finally changed.

At the same time, a streak of bright red blood slowly and suddenly oozes out from Gong Wei's nasal cavity, and then suddenly chokes out a big mouthful of blood foam!

"Changsun Chengfeng—!" Xu Shuangce suddenly stood up.

A few steps away, Changsun Chengfeng's expression was blank, and he couldn't believe his eyes. In the next moment, Xu Shuangce raised his hand in the air, with veins protruding from the back of his hand, and Juzong staggered uncontrollably, he grabbed the skirt of his clothes and dragged him to the front!

Xu Shuangce said word by word: "This is not an ordinary puppet silk, but a soldier silk."

— Ten thousand times more poisonous than puppet silk, the lore thing passed down from generation to generation by the eldest grandson, the dual-element magic soldier silk!

Changsun Chengfeng was forced to stare closely at the long blood line in front of his eyes. If he looked carefully, he could see that even his pupils were trembling sharply.

"Juzong," Xu Shuangce said with murderous intent in his icy eyes, "give me an explanation."

"cough-"

Another gust of hot blood spurted out from Gong Wei's throat, and the little Mei Yao's weak body finally couldn't support the huge damage, and it weakened rapidly, closing her eyes.

Everyone around panicked and shouted incessantly, Ju Zong seemed to be yelling something out of composure, but Gong Wei couldn't hear anything clearly. He could only feel Xu Shuangce's hand pressing between his brows, and a vast sea of ​​spiritual power poured into his body continuously, no matter what the cost, he forcibly maintained his weakening heartbeat.

"You won't die." Xu Shuangce whispered close to his ear.

The situation was so chaotic, but his voice was still steady and powerful, and the breath from each word brushed his temples, and Gong Wei felt as if he had touched Xu Shuangce's cool lips in a trance.

Did you give me a kiss? he thinks.

Xu Shuangce said, "Go to sleep."

The last word took away Gong Wei's consciousness.

Everything around him is spinning rapidly, away from him, and the primordial spirit falls into the abyss like weightless, with a faint and distant light shining at the end——

Immediately afterwards, the wind at the end of time came blowing, and the late spring sunshine of Shu Gong passed through the shade of the trees, shining colorfully into the open carved windows.

Curiously, the young man lay on the window sill, reached out to catch a falling peach petal, and was about to put it into his mouth, but was brushed away by another figure in front of the desk, frowning, "Why do you eat it again?"

Gong Wei was born with a good temper and was not annoyed at all. She smiled and went back to Xu Shuangce. At this time, he hadn't fully learned how to speak, so he raised his head and said vaguely: "Dear... kiss."

Xu Shuangce tilted his chin back slightly: "What?"

Gong Wei stared at his thin and beautiful lips, and firmly repeated the new words she had just learned: "Kiss... I want to kiss."