when the wind and cloud cry

Chapter 32

Yuan Feili was severely injured by this, with stars in his eyes, he managed to get up with difficulty and then fell to his knees.

Li Yunjing is a second-rank imperial warrior, a master of the same level as Xia Gongsheng. If Yuan Feili hadn't been injured, he might not be able to defeat this person.

But he was already injured, and there was an extra fifth-rank imperial officer, Qi Heng, so he knew that he was doomed today.

Murderous.

Thick killing intent.

Li Yun's frightened sword shone so coldly that Yuan Feili couldn't open his eyes, but his eyes were still firm and unyielding: "Listen clearly, my name is Yuan Feili!"

Qi Heng didn't know what to think of at this time, but he hugged Li Yunjing's legs tightly, and shouted at Yuan Feili: "Run! If you don't run, you will die, they will kill you!" yours!"

Li Yun was shocked and did not expect Qi Heng to turn against him suddenly, and said quickly: "Junior Brother Qi Heng, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, he's the son of Uncle Seven and my brother, why can't you let him go!"

Qi Heng was like crazy and refused to let go, but seeing Yuan Feili supporting his body and standing unsteadily, he was really anxious, and his voice became a little hoarse: "Get up, run!"

Qi Heng desperately entangled Li Yunjing for himself, Yuan Feili gritted his teeth fiercely, and managed to get up by force.

Without the slightest hesitation, he drew the formula and performed lightness kung fu, and he flew down the mountain into the woods.

Sweeping low in the forest all the way, Yuan Feili's body was on the verge of falling, and he almost lost consciousness several times. If the potential in his body hadn't been stimulated, it would be impossible for him to survive until now.

But his internal injuries were extremely serious, and the blood on his shoulder kept flowing, and suddenly his eyes went dark, and he was about to hit a tree shadow in front of him.

The shadow of the tree also became blurred to him.

Yuan Feili hurriedly landed on the ground, staggered, tripped over a tree branch or a vine, and fell forward unsteadily, luckily grabbed the tree trunk in a panic, and finally stabilized Stay in shape.

The remnants of the evening light in the sky spilled down through the dense branches and leaves, and fell in a deserted place, with a faint and bleak light.

He stumbled out a few steps and walked through a cluster of bushes, his eyes suddenly brightened.

Everything in the forest is quiet.

No birds chirping,
Without the roar of wild beasts,
Even the low chirping of insects, which can be heard everywhere, seems to be inaudible this evening.

Tall and towering giant trees, standing majestically in the silence, exactly five of them!
It seems that there is only wind!
The wind blowing from the unknown depths blew across the top of the forest, blowing and rustling the treetops.

In the dark and deep forest, a huge stone tablet appeared in front of Yuan Feili.

He vaguely knew that this was the forbidden area of ​​the Shocking Evil Sword Sect - Shen Jianchi.

The circular sword pool made of stones is like a lifeless tomb, with a huge comfort monument in the middle, with densely packed names engraved on it.

so many,
so dense,

They are all the disciples of the Shocking Evil Sword Sect who fought and died fighting for morality and righteousness for thousands of years.

It turned out that this was Shen Jianchi.

Standing directly in front of this huge tomb, you feel the sound of weeping.

Every disciple of the Shocking Evil Sword Sect who dies in battle or seals their swords in Shenjianchi is tantamount to burying their grievances. Among those swords stuck upside down in the rubble, none of them are bloody weapons!

When you close your eyes, you can even hear the shrill and mournful cries of those souls who died under the sword.

At this moment, they have become ownerless, but the bloody atmosphere has not diminished in the slightest!

Yuan Feili really wanted to lie down on this open space and fall into a deep sleep, but the last sliver of clarity in his mind kept reminding him that he must leave Yujian Peak.

Based on his life experience, once he is caught by the evil guards, he will definitely die.

He is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, but for him, he still has the obsession not to die after all.

But his eyes became more and more blurred. When his consciousness gradually sank, Yuan Feili forced himself to close his eyes, and at the same time held the sword formula in his hand, trying to find a weapon that could be used to travel thousands of miles.

As far as the mind is concerned, a wonderful spiritual power spreads out from the sword art, impacting Shen Jianchi wave after wave.

Although he didn't open his eyes, his consciousness felt a strong response.

It was a feeling of déjà vu, vaguely seeing a stalwart figure approaching with a sword.

Hunting in white!

The sword is as green as water!

It was as if something was touched just like that, slowly waking up from a long slumber...

Suddenly, a sword cry pierced the silence.

Yuan Feili woke up suddenly and saw a long sword with a green scabbard.

Although the blade trembled, it was still not out of its sheath.

He clenched his magic formula tightly like a mountain, but his expression was even more solemn, his eyes fixed on the strangely moving sword.

Finally, the sword was slowly unsheathed, turning his clothes green, and he was looking forward to something in his heart.

After the talents are born, the stars are scattered, the evil moves, and the sword energy covers the moon!
In an instant, the fairy sword broke free from the scabbard completely, soaring into the sky, and was held by Yuan Feili.

The tentacles only felt a faint ancient feeling, and from the bottom of my heart, there was an aura of a sword in hand, and the world could not resist the enemy!
Frowning between his brows, he finally saw the true shape of the sword.

That four-foot-long sword is about half an inch wide, and its whole body is like jade, without any flaws.

There are two ancient seal characters engraved on the hilt and the body of the sword—shocking evil!
Yuan Feili was stunned, the God of Shocking Evil!
This is one of the three great magic weapons in the world that is as famous as Yaochi Gonghuangwu and the Seven Stars of the Demon Moon Dynasty. It is a well-deserved magic weapon!
Moreover, the previous owner of the Shocking Evil Sword was unexpectedly his father—the Yulei Sword Flying to the Sky.

Dazzling green rays of light continuously flashed from the Jingxie, not only enveloping the divine soldier itself, but also enveloping Yuan Feili's entire right arm holding the sword.

The splendor of the Shocking Evil Soldier, which had been covered in dust for more than ten years, finally reappeared in the world at this moment!
He tried his best to control his mood like a raging wave, as if the magic weapon in his hand was about to erupt with mighty arrogance, vowing to shake the world.

Who still remembers the white clothes that galloped among thousands of troops back then?

Who still remembers that beautiful woman who sang a generous elegy and threw her flesh and blood into the furnace to sacrifice the sword?

Even if everything in the world has changed, but this unworldly weapon is as unruly as before!
Yuan Feili was shocked by a low roar from the blade of the sword, and could no longer suppress the ancient divine soldier who woke up from the silence, nor could he suppress the thousands of pride in his heart, he raised his head to the sky and let out a shout, and jumped up !

Holding the divine soldier's imperial sword in his hand, he galloped forward, his expression full of flamboyance, he charged straight against the wind, the sword light pierced the wind, and the shocking evil was leading his master to rush here and there.

The day is gradually breaking.

The light blue sky is inlaid with a few residual stars, and the earth is hazy, like a silver-gray veil.

Snow still hasn't stopped.

After beheading several disciples guarding the mountain, Yuan Feili had escaped from the range of Yujian Peak.

But even though he tried his best to hold the sword and stopped the bleeding from the wound, traveling thousands of miles consumed his true energy, and he felt tired after a long time.

What's more, his seriously injured body was far less swift than those who were chasing after him.

If I was arrested, I would definitely never have the chance to avenge my parents in this life, let alone find that younger sister who is still alive.

It was this thought that prompted him to try his best to control the sword, and it would be safer if he was farther away from Yujian Peak.

Flying forward for another distance, it happened to be in the sky above Yujing City.

This city is so big, with more than a million people, it shouldn't be difficult to find a hiding place, but I have to take a break.

Due to the situation, he made a decisive decision, passed through the Baizhang city wall where the dragon lay on land, and rushed towards the city below.

(End of this chapter)