Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 104 Dismal Ruins
Wuxiang Sword Art is one of the most powerful sword arts in Kunlun Mountains. It is a high-level martial art and belongs to the small holy arts.

The Heavenly Law Sword Technique, the Shaking Light Sword Technique, the Liuyun Sword Technique of the Yunjian Sect, and the Yin-Yang Sword Technique inherited by Yu Sanye are all included in this list.

Covered by countless sword qi, the golden sword light blasted towards the ghost.

The ghost stretched out his palm, and before he could use his martial arts in the future, the sword light directly scattered his aura and penetrated his palm and arm.

Wu Cangyu moved, and instantly appeared behind the ghost, catching the golden light.

And the clothes on one of the ghost's arms have been completely torn, bloody, and the wound is turned out with flesh and blood, which is hideous and terrifying.

The ghost didn't seem to feel pain, his soul seemed to have frozen, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He slowly turned around and looked at Wu Cangyu, blood dripping all over the floor.

"How...how is it possible? You are not at the initial stage of Huiyang, even if you have a small holy art, it is impossible."

His voice was extremely hoarse, and he suddenly thought of something, and murmured again: "Could it be a fragment of the martial arts book? Have you realized it?"

Wu Cangyu held the sword behind his back, looked at him quietly, and said, "Your injury won't kill you."

"Why?" said the ghost.

Wu Cangyu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said, "Why are you a ghost?"

This question sounds funny, even extremely boring, why is it a ghost?It's like asking Wu Cangyu why he is a disciple of Kunlun Mountain.

There are so many whys in this world.

The ghost's pupils shrank suddenly, and finally there was pain in his arm, which made him gasp.

He stared at Wu Cangyu, his eyes fluctuating, but after a long time, he lowered his head and said to himself: "I didn't expect you to recognize me."

Wu Cangyu's eyelids drooped slightly, but the chill in his eyes remained undiminished. There are many people who know the Wuxiang Sword Art, but very few have seen it.

Tang Ge has seen it, some elders of Kunlun Mountain have seen it, and some big figures in the martial arts world have seen it

But only one person in Huiyang realm has seen it.

Wu Cangyu raised his head suddenly, looked directly at the ghost, his eyes were like swords, and said, "I never thought that there would be a ghost in Kunlun Mountain one day."

The ghost still hung its head, and said, "I can't help it..."

Wu Cangyu shook his head in disappointment and said, "No matter what the reason is, you have become a ghost. This is wrong."

He looked down at the golden light in his hand, and said again: "You have to remember, you have a grudge against the ghost, and I have a grudge against the ghost, have you ever thought about how to face Junior Brother Wen?"

The ghost bowed its head and said nothing, and there was a faint roar from its throat, which seemed remorseful and helpless.

Wu Cangyu took a deep look at him, then turned around and left, saying at the same time: "I hope to see you at Chenya when I go back to the mountain."

The ghost raised its head, looked at Wu Cangyu's back that was drifting away, blood suddenly appeared in his eyes, ferocious and bloodthirsty, and then another soft look appeared.

The two auras were fighting, and Ghost felt a sharp pain in his mind, which even made him ignore the sword wound on his arm.

He turned and left, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground.

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The identities of ghosts are extremely secretive, and even among them, their identities are rarely revealed.

But the power of ghosts is intricate, and there may be them in every sect, but this is the first time ghosts have appeared in Kunlun Mountain in so many years.

And that person is very young, his realm is not low, and his status is not low.

Wu Cangyu didn't hold any hatred, but was a little chilled.

He didn't deliberately speed up, and slowly walked to the end of the long street. After crossing two more intersections, he saw a familiar figure.

Gu Zhiyue stood there by herself holding the Moon Shocking Sword, occasionally glanced around, and she also saw Wu Cangyu.

"Senior Brother Cangyu." Gu Zhiyue was a little surprised, but more delighted.

Wu Cangyu regained his expression, still looking calm, his previous gaffe was well covered up by him.

He said: "Junior Sister, why are you here by yourself, where is Little Martial Uncle?"

Gu Zhiyue looked into the distance and said worriedly: "He followed Qing Yan and has not come back yet."

Wu Cangyu's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Did the little uncle follow Qingyan? Didn't he be taken away by Qingyan?"

Gu Zhiyue was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

A strange look appeared in Wu Cangyu's eyes, then he looked at Gu Zhiyue and said, "Junior Sister, let's go there together, there must have been a big event over there, and the little Martial Uncle must be there too."

Gu Zhiyue thought about what Tang Ge had said before, and then looked at the place in the distance that was constantly emitting powerful fluctuations. Her expression changed slightly, and then she nodded heavily.

Two sword lights roared, and the figures of the two quickly fled towards the distance.

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In mid-air, dozens of powerful attacks continued to fall, the strongest and most conspicuous ones were the roar of dragons and tigers, the seal of sword light and so on.

Those attacks landed on the black mask, constantly stirring up huge ripples, but there was no sign of breaking it.

At this time, the imperial court and the masters of various sects had already lost too much qi, even Ji Qingyun, Jiang Shen'er and the others had turned pale.

Several eyes under the black mask looked up, as if watching a play.

Some of the figures sitting cross-legged behind them opened their eyes, showing horror and worry.

The talented disciples who were famous in the Kunlun world in the past have all become prisoners of ghosts at this moment.

A sword light flashed in Wu Qing's eyes. He looked away from the light screen and looked at the black-robed young man in the corner, who was also looking at him.

Their eyes met and they nodded slightly, as if they had reached some kind of agreement.

The honest boy who heard Chao Linggu glanced at the pale girl beside him, and asked softly, "Xian'er, are you alright?"

The girl was Luo Xian'er from Luochahai. She glanced at the boy, the indifference in her eyes receded, and said, "I'm fine, take care of yourself."

The boy scratched his head and couldn't help coughing violently, only feeling a sweetness in his throat.

Luo Xian'er quickly patted him on the back, and said, "Look at you, what are you trying to do, you still care about me!"

The young man smiled honestly, closed his eyes, and adjusted the remaining true energy in his body.

Luo Xian'er looked at him and sighed helplessly.

Hearing that Chao Linggu's Baiyu's fingertips had a faint ray of light, and lightly tapped the boy's brow, his complexion improved a bit.

But Bai Yu's condition was even worse, and his delicate body was even a little unstable.

Luo Xian'er said nervously: "Are you okay?"

Baiyu shook his head.

The young man opened his eyes, looked at Baiyu and said, "Junior sister, please stop using the power of the true talisman to heal me."

Baiyu smiled faintly, his smile was pale and feeble.

Yu Sanye was at the side, in a better condition, but his eyes were full of worry, and he looked at the dark shadows in front from time to time.

Banshan Jin was snatched away.

Similarly, Ji Huan's Cangwu Sword was also taken away.

He was very worried, as were Wu Qing, He Nian and others from Yunjianzong. In their hearts, Cangwu Sword always belonged to Yunjianzong.

"Calm down and keep your energy."

The voice that came out suddenly was extraordinarily warm, and entered everyone's ears like a Sanskrit sound, and their minds seemed to be much calmer.

That person is a young Taoist priest from Gu Yue Dongtian, Shi Yi.

Luna glanced indifferently at the group of people behind him who were still trying to find a way out, his eyes were cold and disdainful.

The fluctuations from the black mask above became more and more violent, and the ground trembled, and Ji Qingyun and others gradually became aware of the exhaustion in the depths of the sea of ​​air.

Two black shadows suddenly appeared under the light shield, one stopped beside the disciples of each sect, and the other walked up to the Moon God and Snake Chief.

All the ghosts bowed slightly when they saw him, and saluted him.

Qingyan, the head of Jiuyou, is under four people and above ten thousand people.

Qing Yan looked up, her eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "It's almost done, let's do it."

Snake Leader hesitated for a moment and asked: "Is that method feasible? Can this huge power make the thing underground appear?"

Qing Yan pondered for a moment and said: "What the Holy Lord said should not be wrong, we just do things."

Shekui and the others nodded.

Moon God glanced around, seven people had already appeared in Nine Netherworld, except for the dead Huanyang, only one person did not appear.

His eyes accidentally fell on the ghost who just walked in with Qingyan, for some reason, he had a strange feeling.

Qing Yan glanced back, and said: "Later, move faster."

"Yes." Shekui, Moon God and others said in a deep voice.

Qingyan raised her hand high, and a square black mark appeared in her palm. The surface of the black mark was engraved with complex lines, like a devil's mask.

Immediately afterwards, Shekui and Moon God also raised their hands, and the same black marks also appeared in their palms.

A strong aura suddenly swept out of the bodies of Qingyan and the others, and three black seals burst out with strange black light. At the end of the black light were three ferocious ghost faces.

The three ghost faces bombarded the black mask with violent and unparalleled power, and at the same time, several powerful attacks fell from the sky.

The eyes of Qingyan and the others dimmed a lot.

When Ji Qingyun, Jiang Shen'er and others in the sky saw the changes below, they recognized the three black marks, and their expressions changed suddenly.

When they looked at the black mask again, their faces were extremely gloomy.

They are counted.

Elder Qingshan of Chaoling Valley suddenly realized what was happening. He finally remembered what the message from the talisman was and said in shock: "This is actually the Heavenly Mandate Formation!"

"Heavenly Mandate Formation?"

Ji Qingyun, Jiang Shen'er and others, and even Chi Jing, who had always been silent, all changed their expressions drastically.

The ghosts used their power to consume the Heavenly Mandate Array, and at the last moment, added the power of three black seals to completely destroy the Heavenly Mandate Array.

Since they set up the Heavenly Mandate Formation, why did they break through it again?

Because the destruction of the Heavenly Mandate Formation will produce a huge supernatural power, so what will the ghost use this power for?
Gu Yue Dongtian's Jing Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in a horrified voice: "What a mess! Could it be..."

But it was too late.

Countless powerful attacks have landed on the black mask.

boom!
A huge force swept out, filling the sky over the entire ruins of the ancient city. Ji Qingyun and others were directly blown away by the powerful force, and several streams of blood spilled.

Under the light shield, the power was obviously much weaker, but it still caused many disciples to faint.

"There is only one breath, do it!"

Qingyan's cold shout came out, and all the ghosts instantly turned into black lines and rushed into the crowd.

Blood splattered everywhere, and there was no time to even scream.

Jian Situ of the Great Compassion Gate died, his eyes filled with bewilderment and unwillingness.

The three disciples of Shengchuang Lake died tragically in an instant, and black air remained from the wound on their necks.

The elder of Qingyang Ancient Domain died.

The woman in black dress in Rakshasa Sea fell to the ground before she could take action with the cold blade in her hand.

The two young Taoist priests of Gu Yue Dongtian also died.

He Nian from Yunjian Sect and the black-robed man from Tanlang Hall were both dead.

Wu Qing and Li Yan disappeared.

A bloodthirsty hand grabbed Luo Xian'er, a tall figure hugged her, and that hand pierced his heart.

……

All the things happened in a blink of an eye. In an instant, there were countless deaths and injuries. The Nine Netherworlds of Hades once again showed the world their bloodthirsty and ruthlessness.

"withdraw!"

Qing Yan shouted coldly, and several black shadows disappeared instantly. At the same time, the black light shield had completely shattered, and the terrifying power was suppressed.

At the critical moment, a black shadow grabbed several people's shoulders and fled from here.

That shadow was a ghost.

Although they escaped, they were still impacted by the energy aftermath of the Heavenly Mandate Formation and flew far away.

A huge circle of energy rippled over the entire ruins of the ancient city, countless buildings instantly turned into powder, and those figures had already disappeared.

Wu Cangyu was lying somewhere, his body was buried by the ruins, his breath was weak, his eyes were a little flustered, he was worried about Gu Zhiyue.

Gu Zhiyue was also buried not far away, with blood staining his clothes.

She didn't know where Jingyue Sword had gone, and she murmured feebly: "Uncle, don't worry about anything..."

(End of this chapter)