Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 210 Fallen Star Needle
You are killing people on the top of Wangduan Mountain.

I am sad in the snowy night.

It was night and the snow was still falling.

Many practitioners have already come out from the island on the top of Wangduan Mountain. When they saw the remains of the ancient battlefield covered in snow, they couldn't help being shocked.

The night is dark, and the night with the blizzard is even darker.

The disciples of Gu Yue Dongtian had dispersed, leaving only Yu Yang, Shi Yi and others still holding Chen Lei.

The two leaders of Gu Yue Dongtian's younger generation stepped aside, avoiding the hearing range of Chen Lei and other disciples.

Under the cliff, some wind and snow hit their faces.

Yu Yang looked at the pitch-black night through the snow curtain, and said in silence for a long time: "Senior brother, what should we do?"

Shi Yi's eyes were firm and indifferent, and he said: "Whoever does the right thing, we will support him."

Yu Yang's eyes flickered slightly, he squinted at Shi Yi and said, "Brother, who do you think is right?"

Shi rolled his eyes slightly, and said after a while, "At least so far, Chen Lei and Uncle Wufeng did something wrong."

They knew very well that Chen Lei must have Wufeng's support behind him, and he alone might not be able to invite ghosts to assassinate Gu Yuedongtian's seal-holding elder.

Yu Yang let out a long sigh, and his voice was quickly drowned in the wind and snow.

Shi took a look at him and said, "Junior brother, you are going to be the head teacher, and there are some things that need to be clearly understood."

Yu Yang was startled, then smiled wryly and shook his head.

The wind and snow suddenly rushed, and a white shadow came lightly under the wind and snow.

He has white beard and hair, and is dressed in Taoist robes. He is the emissary of Guyuedongtian Township, Wufeng.

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With a distance of several thousand feet and a natural wind and snow barrier, Tang Ge was naturally unable to notice that Wu Feng had joined Yu Yang and the others, but he also had some bad premonitions.

Gu Zhiyue sat on the rock, looked at Tang Ge's profile and said, "Master, what's wrong?"

Tang Ge slightly raised his eyelids, and said, "I have a bad premonition."

Meng Jinfan glanced at him, his eyes full of displeasure, as if he was still angry that Tang Ge didn't help him.

Gu Zhiyue raised his head and looked in the direction where Yu Yang and the others were. The wind and snow were pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly. After a while, he said, "Except for Master Beiyi and me, no one can undo the restraint of Gu Yue's bracelet. Even without Feng's presence, it would be difficult to accomplish anything."

Tang Ge said, "How can we kill him?"

Gu Zhiyue's pretty face darkened.

Meng Jinfan opened his eyes even more in shock, wondering if you are crazy, you are a strong man in the Formless Realm, you can kill if you say so?
Gu Zhiyue put her hand on his arm, shook her head slightly and said, "Uncle Master, you don't have to do anything. Leave this matter to me."

Tang Ge was taken aback for a moment, then smiled lightly and rubbed her head, saying, "Little girl has grown up."

Gu Zhiyue smiled proudly and said: "Of course, I can't always rely on my uncle's protection."

Tang Ge unconsciously frowned slightly, he couldn't tell what it was like, he was a little sour, a little hurt, and a little overwhelmed.

After several years of traveling in the Southern Continent, Gu Zhiyue not only grew older, but her temperament also changed subtly. The innocent girl back then seemed to be getting further and further away.

Meng Jin took a troubled look at the two of them, not interested in what they were thinking, but just felt a sour smell choking into his nose.

Suddenly there was a powerful aura approaching, the three of them were startled suddenly, only to see Wufeng slowly walking out from the wind and snow.

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"Elder Wufeng."

Gu Zhiyue stood up, her tone was flat, and she didn't have any intention of retreating because of the other party's identity and cultivation.

Wu Feng looked at her indifferently and said, "Don't you even want to call me uncle?"

The corner of Gu Zhiyue's mouth raised slightly, and she sneered, "Since when did you regard me as a junior from the same sect?"

Wu Feng squinted his eyes slightly and stared at Gu Zhiyue for a long time before saying: "Chen Lei colluded with the ghost to attempt to assassinate you, and the death penalty should be imposed."

Gu Zhiyue said slowly: "I will investigate the people behind the dust barrier, and no one can escape."

The chill in Wufeng's eyes flashed, then he smiled faintly, turned around and disappeared into the wind and snow.

After Wufeng left, Yuyang rushed over from the cliff thousands of feet away in the wind and snow.

"Master Uncle Wufeng has murderous intentions towards Chen Lei."

He only said this and left again.

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Qing Yan is indeed very strong, so powerful that even Wu Cangyu, Bai Yu, Wu Qing, Yu Sanye and Luo Xian'er joined forces but did not get any benefit from him, but only caused some injuries.

Yu Sanye's injuries were even more serious, and he was no longer able to fight.

Wu Cangyu, Bai Yu and Wu Qing retreated, and did not launch an offensive for a while.

Only Luo Xian'er did not retreat, her true energy swept across, and all kinds of hidden weapons were released one after another, which actually caused some injuries to Qingyan.

Yu Sanye looked at her fighting to the death and let out a long sigh.

Wu Cangyu and Wu Qing were relatively calm.

Bai Yu's eyes flickered slightly, like the light of a talisman, and also like teardrops, she understood why Luo Xian'er worked so hard, it was all for that boy named Si Hai.

"Cang Yu, I want to avenge Senior Brother Si Hai."

Bai Yu raised his head and looked at Wu Cangyu, his gaze was firm, as if he could not be shaken in the slightest.

Wu Cangyu nodded, stretched out his hand for a while, and the golden sword light roared out towards the green smoke, instantly transforming thousands of sword qi into the void.

At the same time, the small golden bone sword pierced Qingyan's throat.

Baiyu also moved, and 23 extremely dazzling runes flew out, falling directly on Qing Yan's body, and a pure white rune emerged from the center of her eyebrows.

Qingyan smiled indifferently, and flicked the small bone sword away with a flick of her fingers.

Luo Xian'er noticed that the two were attacking again, her face was still expressionless, but she took a few steps back, because she noticed the sword energy and sigil hidden in the void.

The next moment, sword energy appeared out of thin air, intertwined into a web.

The talisman diffused out and gathered together with 23 dazzling rays of light.

Kunlun Mountain's Lock Qiankun Sword Art.

Listen to the 23 formations of Tianchao in Chaoling Valley.

The double superimposition enveloped the green smoke, Luo Xian'er's eyes froze, the sea of ​​​​qi circulated to the extreme, and hundreds of cold lights burst out all over her body.

Like a meteor whistling, like a meteor falling.

No one saw where those cold lights came from, they could only feel the incomparably sharp aura, sharper than Wu Cangyu's sword aura.

If you look closely, there are tiny but sharp silver needles in those cold lights.

"It's actually the Falling Star Needle. I didn't expect that Miss Qian'er has even learned such unique skills as Senior Wushang."

Wu Qing showed shock, her pupils reflected those meteor-like silver needles that passed through the Suoqiankun Sword Formation and Tianchao 23 Formation, and pierced into Qingyan's body.

Yu Sanye wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes complicated.

The offensive has been completed, only waiting for the result.

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Of the three attacks, the Qiankun Locking Sword Technique has the lowest level, so it is also the weakest. The Tianchao 23 Formation and the Falling Star Needle are both supreme, so they cause the most damage to Qingyan.

The three of them deserved to be the strongest of the sect's younger generation, and they really hurt Qingyan.

There were countless cracks in the black clothes, and injuries appeared on the limbs, shoulders and chest.

The most serious and hideous are the tiny red dots on his chest, which are the traces left after the falling star needle penetrated his body.

On the ground behind Qingyan, there were countless silver needles stained with blood, but when the wind blew, they scattered, only the smell of blood persisted for a long time.

Qingyan raised his head slowly, and a corner of the black scarf on his face was broken off. He stared at Luo Xian'er, Bai Yu and the others with deep and terrifying eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

He was seriously injured, but he didn't make any movements, and he couldn't detect any fluctuations in his breath.

"Roar!"

The quiet space was suddenly interrupted by a shrill roar, this time everyone heard it, and the sound came from beneath their feet.

The bluestone ground that had gone through vicissitudes suddenly trembled, and the sound of rumbling resounded, and a crack spread in the middle of the square.

At the same time, the endless dust-covered sword energy directly poured upwards.

(End of this chapter)