Yu Sha

Two killing moves struck one from the left and the other from the right, and Chu Weiyang's figure was almost completely blurred in the hazy mist.

There was only the silver-white moonlight reflected by the sword, and only the pure white horse in the buzzing sound.

The next moment, the two talismans held by Yan Jianming between his fingers began to circle with bright light, turning into two red flames, wrapping Yan Jianming's hands holding the Danshan Dharma Seal in the jumping flames.

The first seal met the sharp sword edge.

boom--!

Along with the sparks splashing, the sound that echoed was the sound of metal and stone impacting.

The Danshan Dharma Seal wrapped in the talisman and fireworks is as hard as iron stone!

The next thing that sounded was the slightly sad buzzing sound of the white jade poisonous snake.

The seal on the other hand was only half a breath away before it was knocked down towards the Jade Snake's pocket. A few days after finally seeing the world and becoming a monster, the Jade Snake was frightened and frightened by the fireworks, and it flashed away to reveal its ferocious power. , the direct teaching seal was slapped at seven inches.

When Chu Weiyang looked out of the corner of his eye, the jade snake was floating in the air, like a kite with its string broken, and it fell straight into the grass and disappeared.

At this time, Yan Jianming looked at Chu Weiyang with angry eyes through the fireworks and sword light, and grinned coldly.

"Ah--!"

Yan Jianming's expression became increasingly sarcastic.

Ever since their first encounter on the Chalcedony River, Chu Weiyang had held the sword as if it were a treasure; as for the white jade snake, even the jade slips of the Qingzhu Dan Sutra were taught by Yan Jianming himself. For Chu Weiyang.

When it comes to a life-and-death battle, how could he not be on guard against this?

Two gilded blazing fire charms were Yan Jianming's response.

Unexpectedly, Chu Weiyang was so stupid that he actually used this sword and monster as his trump card and killer move.

After all, he is an escaped prisoner from the Demon Suppression Cave. He is a born scum evil cultivator. It seems that he does not need anyone to teach him. His mind is full of the barbarian style inherited from the Demon Sect monks. Whether it is talking, doing things or fighting, he can only be ruthless all the way. Spicy rampage.

The momentum is quite impressive, but it falls short of too many means and that misty destiny!

Now, who is trying to solve the trouble with those seemingly intense and rich emotions?

Taking a deep breath, Yan Jianming looked at the gilded fire charm near the ground, as if he swallowed the warm current in one breath.

The flash of drunkenness almost made Yan Jianming smile like a child. He seemed to be floating on the clouds, looking down again, looking down at the people in front of him with extremely pitiful eyes.

What responded to Yan Jianming's compassionate gaze was a light that seemed to be intertwined with thunder and flames.

Huh?

The flame of the gilded blazing talisman seems to be a little brighter...

wrong--!

Where did the lightning come from?

Before Yan Jianming could figure out the problem, he finally had an omen in his heart. Before the intertwined thunder and lightning became more intense, Yan Jianming bit the tip of his tongue fiercely in the flash of lightning.

The severe pain finally made him wake up a little.

He opened his mouth and was about to take another breath, but the hot air waves in the firelight were filled with fishy-sweet breath.

poisonous--!

It shouldn't be like this, I'm already on guard!

The poisonous snakes were knocked aside, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

How does this make sense...

He panicked, and when the time came, Yan Jianming's thoughts were entangled in a mess. He knew that this was not the time to be stunned, but the sweet smell had already begun to affect his mind. He actually had There was a moment of sluggishness, and even an indescribable sense of separation from one's own thoughts.

He seemed to be "watching" his thoughts become entangled in his mind, and they continued to become more and more entangled.

It seemed like he was drunk.

Seeing that the wind whipped up by the thunder and fire sword had hit his face, Yan Jianming raised his hand and still faced the sword's edge.

But the other hand was frozen in place——

No, I'm not in the right situation right now. I should use my hands to seal together to resist this sword! This is the safest way!

No, no, that's all this man's swordsmanship is. He needs to detoxify first. I put the elixir in my arms, but there is a Talisman of Purity hidden in my waist...

No, even more wrong! Right and wrong all depend on the person, so don't hesitate, use lethal means to end this person's life, then everything will be settled!

Almost at the same time, one thought after another emerged in his mind with extremely clear clarity.

But the more this happened, the more he completely lost his mind.

There was no time left for him to continue thinking.

That sword passed through the blazing gilded fire, and the Jingzhe sword energy intertwined with thunder and flames followed Chu Weiyang's sword edge straight through, piercing Yan Jianming's throat!

The unprecedented severe pain and the great crisis between life and death made Yan Jianming completely wake up from the confusion of Du Qi.

When he opened his eyes, the human world was still clear, but the fog in front of him seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and even Chu Weiyang's figure in front of him became blurry.

"me……"

Before Yan Jianming could say anything else, he covered his neck, and the gush of bright red blood completely rendered him speechless.

At this moment, struggling, he finally put his hand into his arms and started groping in a panic.

But Chu Weiyang turned away slightly.

In the basket not far away, Steward Ma held the edge with one hand, suddenly used his arm strength, and jumped up with most of his body!

The other hand was raised and held upside down, another extremely simple and ordinary iron sword.

Under the illumination of the dim moonlight, the iron sword has been smeared with blood. When you look closely, there are even strands of black smoke seeping out of the blood and rust color, and the originally straight spine of the sword, It also became pitted and mottled under the corrosion of this layer of blood rust.

Whoosh!

Steward Ma flicked his wrist, and a completely different sword intent rose into the sky. The dagger in his hand was thrown straight, as fast as a thunderbolt!

When he looked again, the dagger had penetrated deeply into Yan Jianming's heart, and then came out of his body!

The sword mixed with poison sealed the throat, and the sword smeared with evil blood cut off the heart.

In this case, Yan Jianming's fate is truly cut off in Chu Weiyang's eyes.

boom--!

Yan Jianming was still twitching, his legs were weak, and he knelt down on the soft and muddy ground.

At the same time, Chu Weiyang had already walked over from the grass nearby. He carefully held the white jade poisonous snake with a weak breath, and put a wisp of evil energy in front of the jade snake's kiss to soothe the spirit pet's emotions.

It wasn't until Chu Weiyang stood still in front of Yan Jianming again and the jade snake on his wrist buzzed a few more times that he saw the young man quickly put the long sword into the scabbard and took a few sharp breaths.

No longer separated by hazy mist, nor separated by thunder and fireworks.

Their eyes met again.

"Killing you doesn't seem to be as difficult as imagined."

With that said, Chu Weiyang raised his hand and gently slapped Yan Jianming's face.

The crisp sound of the slap and the buzzing sound of the jade snake sounded again.

at last--

Yan Jianming's vision went dark, and with an inexplicable and endless sigh, he died in front of Chu Weiyang.

Seeing that he really had no life and breath, Chu Weiyang did not rush to search for the Qiankun bag carried by Yan Jianming. Instead, he straightened up and just stood there quietly, speaking in a very complicated but calm way. His eyes were fixed on Yan Jianming's body kneeling on the ground for a long time.

At the same time, in this long silence, Steward Ma was lying on the edge of the basket, breathing heavily.

After throwing the dagger, he ignored Yan Jianming again.

Steward Ma was watching Chu Weiyang's figure, especially when Chu Weiyang fell into such silence, Steward Ma's eyes became filled with some expectation.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Finally, Manager Ma couldn't wait to ask.

"How about it?"

This sound awakened Chu Weiyang from his deep thoughts, and the young man turned around to look at Manager Ma in surprise.

"How about what?"

Steward Ma raised his sword and made hurried and random gestures on the basket.

"Sword Intent! I mean, how is Sword Intent?"

"Don't you always know how to take this sideways path? All sword intent comes from your mind."

"What? Killing Yan Jianming is not enough to make your heart surge?"

"This is a monk from Tingchang Mountain, a monk at the peak of his Qi refining stage! Is it possible that you are not satisfied with this?"

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang shook his head.

He had pleasure in killing Yan Jianming.

However, before taking action, the evil Qi dispersed in the layers of mist. When he took action, the sword light was wrapped in medicinal mud and poisonous Qi. When Yan Jianming's mind was completely blinded, when his brain was overloaded and he was completely distracted, he took another strike to wipe out the evil energy. on the neck.

It seems that such a process is not to mention Sha Yan's understanding. Hunting wild beasts does not seem to be so easy in ordinary times.

The various fantasies he had about the peak of his Qi refining stage made Chu Weiyang feel extremely unrealistic at this moment.

And this sense of unreality was even greater than the pleasure in his heart.

"Perhaps, this person's life and death are not as important in my heart as I imagined..."

Saying this, Chu Weiyang slowly bent down, finally stretched out his hand, and groped inside Yan Jianming's robe that was stained red with blood.

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In the rain-picking building.

Chun Yuhuai sat by the window in a daze, looking out at the lush sea of ​​trees shadowed in the night wind, and an almost tender sadness emerged from the young man's face.

When I looked again, the silver basin was no longer in the hall, the incense candles lingering on the walls were gone, and the mist-like smoke was gone.

The previous experience seemed like a dream, giving Chunyu Huai an unreal feeling.

But the young man really knew that something had happened to him. Every move that looked like a woman's charm often appeared in his mind that did not belong to him...

He was waiting, but a long time passed, and the other soul on the spiritual platform did not pay attention to his wishes.

But the silence has not shaken Chunyu Huai in the slightest.

What happened in the hall before seemed to make him change rapidly.

He seems to have really calmed down and must wait patiently for the inevitable conversation.

A conversation with the true soul of my aunt.

But just as he was thinking this, Chun Yuhuai's expression suddenly changed.

"Auntie——!"

Cheering in a low voice, Chunyu Huai suddenly raised his hand and was about to tap the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows with one finger.

But as soon as he raised his arm, Chun Yuhuai's entire movement suddenly froze.

The next moment, the boy's temperament suddenly changed.

"Chun Yuhuai" seemed to be familiar with something, and stretched his waist and arms in an extremely unfamiliar way.

Then, he shuddered, intertwined his hands, and hugged his shoulders.

When he spoke again, what came out of Chun Yuhuai's mouth was a hazy and erratic soul voice. When he listened carefully, he could hear the original clear and sad voice of a woman.

"Huai'er, starting from the Demon Suppressing Cave, you have made almost every mistake every step of the way. Whether it is in Tingchang Mountain or at home, I will never let you continue to make mistakes like this."

"If you take a wrong step, someone will have to pay the price. Auntie is not complaining about you, but if you continue like this, sooner or later, when disaster befalls you, there will be no one to help you. You have protected yourself from the wind and rain!”

"This chalcedony Henan matter is dangerous, and my aunt needs to personally take action to solve it for you!"

"The great terror between life and death makes people despair. At a certain moment, I even felt that half of my feet had stepped on the road to the quiet spring. The icy coldness almost penetrated the soul and froze the true spirit... I can I don’t want to experience it a second time…”

After a pause, when the young man spoke again, his expression was still sad, but his voice returned to Chun Yuhuai's own voice.

"I was the one who dragged my aunt down..."

"Since my aunt wants to take action to resolve the matter personally, Huai'er is naturally ready to help. I just don't know what my aunt thinks?"

After another pause, the soul sound sounded.

"This encounter, which started from that calamity replenishment, has caused many troubles and caused us all to be involved."

"Since we want to end this matter, and end it in a short time, we have to start from the cause and effect!"

"The biggest mistake you made after traveling south was to ignore the escaped prisoner from the Demon Suppressing Cave too much! Who do you miss him? He escaped from the world in a pile of scum, and most likely obtained the remaining spiritual objects. From that moment on How many days have passed since the beginning to today?”

"This man can live forever and his mother can see him in her eyes. How can she still look at him with the same eyes as a scumbag?"

"Perhaps his cultivation is the most unbearable, but the layers of karma and destiny wrapped around his body can kill many people!"

"If we are not completely sure, in my aunt's eyes, this person will be the most difficult to deal with."

"On the other hand, the two monks chased by Jian Zong and the new monks who just came out of the mountain are all related to our Tingchang Mountain. They seem to be in the game, but until now, I'm afraid they haven't even drank a sip of soup. Been on it!”

"Let's bring them both here first. Regardless of whether they are injured or killed, we will see if the wise old man can still stand at the mouth of the river safely!"

"When he moves, the mountain owner will naturally move too!"

"Drag them all into the water! What are you doing standing on the dry shore? Just watching us kids work hard?"

"How can there be such a good thing in the world!"

"Don't worry, Huai'er, I know what you're worried about."

"Auntie is not crazy. On the contrary, the coldness between life and death and the road to the quiet spring made my thoughts very clear..."

"Spiritual creature..."

Just as he was speaking, Chun Yuhuai slowly raised his hand.

In the palm of your hand, there is gradually a glowing light, like a pool of nectar, slowly reflecting the dazzling spiritual light, like the reflection of a starry river.

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In the sea of ​​trees.

Xie Jiang once again raised the sword-shaped jade talisman and looked at the ridge of the sword gently.

Only this time, the sound of swords suddenly sounded like dragons roaring and tigers roaring.

With a trembling sound, the sword talisman suddenly slipped out of Xie Jiang's hand and hung in front of the two of them, with a wave of air pointing somewhere in the distance.

"found it!"