The BE of the anime turned into a HE

A great battle was about to break out, and one could feel an endless chill spreading across the air, causing one to tremble uncontrollably.

Lei Wujie looked at Jin Xian below and suddenly remembered and realized, "I remember, I have heard of this person."

Every year when Emperor Beili offered sacrifices, four eunuchs would stand behind him, holding the imperial seal, the national sword, the legal books and the blue and white porcelain incense burner respectively.

These four eunuchs, together with the eunuch who grew up with the emperor, are collectively known as the Five Great Eunuchs. They all hold enormous power and are top-notch masters.

Holding a sword in the right hand, he kills mercilessly, and with one strike of the sword, the wind and snow wither. With a bead in the left hand, he holds a heart of compassion, and the soul scatters and disappears.

The five young eunuchs of the past were once ordered by their master to leave the palace and venture into the world, and each of them had a great reputation in the world.

"You should have heard of him, the Grand Eunuch Jin Xian, who is the Wind and Snow Sword in the martial arts world - Shen Jingzhou!" Xiao Se said.

"Monk, you have a lot of strange martial arts. Which one are you going to use this time?" Jin Xian waved the sword in his hand casually.

The light green brocade clothes on his body also turned into ice blue, carrying a breath of ice, and in an instant it was like a world of ice and snow.

Wuxin had a faint smile on his face, but did not answer. His long sleeves fluttered in the air, and he danced gracefully, as light as a swallow.

"Monk, what are you doing?" Lei Wujie asked in confusion.

Xiao Se took a look, his brown eyes moved slightly, "This monk is really weird."

Hearing Xiao Se's voice, Lei Wujie looked back and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Se explained: "The Heavenly Demon Dance is a secret cult magic that is not taught to outsiders. When the dance begins, the eight witches appear together, showing their charming and seductive seduction."

"Ordinary people will be bewitched by it after only one glance. Even if there is a bottomless abyss ahead, they will still step down resolutely."

Seeing this scene, Jin Xian, who was in the middle of it, couldn't help but laugh, "Demon Dance, good! Good! But this Demon Dance needs eight witches to perform together to make it look good. You alone are a little lonely."

Facing the temptation of the enchanting witches around him, Jin Xian had a blank expression on his face and spoke calmly,

"Although the charm of the eight witches has been reproduced, in my eyes it is just a skeleton and pus and blood. It is disgusting to look at."

As he finished his words, a white shadow flashed in front of Jin Xian and raised his palm to hit him.

"Great Soul-Searching Hand." Jin Xian swung his sword, hitting the white shadow, and it disappeared instantly.

Then he appeared behind him again. Jin Xian, who had noticed something, dodged sideways and looked Wu Xin in the eyes. He closed his eyes subconsciously, and felt the original scene emerge in his mind.

He then reacted, raised his hand and swung his sword.

Looking around, Wuxin's voice suddenly rang out, "Eunuch Jinxian, what's wrong? You don't even look at me. Are you so afraid of my inner demons?"

Jin Xian sneered at this, "Broken."

As he finished his words, frost appeared everywhere, and the beams, doors and windows of the temple were all covered with a thin layer of frost.

"Shen Jingzhou, the master of the Wind and Snow Sword, is indeed worthy of his reputation." Lei Wujie exclaimed.

Xiao Se gathered his fox fur coat and said slowly, "When Shen Jingzhou entered the martial arts world, he was seventeen years old and had made a name for himself in the art of swordsmanship. The monk was also seventeen years old."

Everything around stopped and the witch began to disappear. Wuxin stood outside, clasped his hands together, and chanted Buddhist scriptures, while Jinxian had already raised his sword and stabbed forward, sweeping with endless pressure.

Xiao Se couldn't help but clench his hands when he saw this, his heart was in his throat, and his brows were furrowed, "Jin Xian really wants to kill Wu Xin!!"

But Wuxin suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden ancient bell phantom appeared around him, and Jinxian's sword stopped an inch away from Wuxin's chest.

"Monk, I'll ask you one last time, do you want to come with me?"

Wu Xin raised his eyes to meet Jin Xian's, his lips curled slightly, "You said that as if you want to elope with me, monk, I blush."

Jin Xian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It would be a pity to kill such an interesting monk."

As the words fell, Jin Xian's sword energy directly shattered the golden bell and stabbed straight towards Wu Xin.

Wuxin fell backwards, a golden light flashed in his eyes, which was reflected through the fragments into Jinxian's eyes.

Jin Xian looked dazed for a moment, and thought to himself, "It's bad."

My thoughts drifted back to that war-torn night when the whole city was in mourning and my father was shouting in frustration.

The next moment, he was shot by an arrow and fell down. He gently stroked his face, "Zhou'er, be well."

After saying this, he fell to the side, crying helplessly. All his relatives died in that war, and he did not have the courage to live anymore.

He picked up the sword on the ground and put it across his neck, "Why not just end it like this!"

Then he smiled and said, "What a cowardly child."

The illusion before his eyes gradually dissipated, his eyes quickly gathered momentum, and he returned to reality. He stroked the sword with his fingertips, his eyes sharp.

"It's been a long time since I recalled that day."

"My father-in-law has a heart as solid as a rock." Wu Xin stepped back in embarrassment, a bitter smile on his face.

"I have practiced swordsmanship in Kunlun Mountain for six years. My heart has long been as cold as the snow in Kunlun Mountain. The inner demon is useless to me." Then he raised his hand and waved, "Die!"

Countless huge icicles gathered from the ground out of thin air and pierced Wuxin.

Wuxin quickly flew into the air, and when he was about to be hit, golden bells appeared around him again, but he was immediately frozen and was knocked away by Jinxian's attack, smashing the wall.

The next second, a big knife blocked Jinxian's attack. It was Wang Rensun from before.

"Interesting." Jin Xian sneered.

Wang Rensun's face was fierce and stern, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Look at the knife."

The extremely sharp sword came at a high speed, as if it was going to shatter the void, and the attack was terrifying.

Jin Xian said calmly: "Sky-breaking Knife."

He casually raised his sword and swung it, breaking Wang Rensun's attack, knocking him out and hitting the opposite side, who slowly fell to the ground and looked on expressionlessly.

"If it was ten years ago, maybe I wouldn't be your opponent, but now..."

Then he looked at Wuxin and said, "Little Wuxin, Venerable Faye has also been defeated. Why not ask your two little friends to come and help as well?"

He looked up at the rooftop with a terribly cold look in his eyes, "Do you think I haven't noticed you? You're hiding."

"What..." Lei Wujie was shocked, "He...had discovered us a long time ago."

Seeing Xiao Se show no reaction, Lei Wujie was afraid, but he still encouraged himself and shouted, "Let's fight, go ahead."

Xiao Se came back to his senses after hearing the voice and quickly reached out to pull Lei Wujie, "No."

But he was a step too late, Lei Wujie had already rushed forward and he was exposed.

Jin Xian looked at the person coming towards her, not caring at all, and dodged sideways. When she saw the person on the roof, her blue pupils shrank and she was shocked.

Xiao Chuhe, Prince of Yong'an.

When Xiao Se met Jin Xian's eyes, he knew that he recognized him. He sighed slightly, walked slowly down, and came to Wu Xin's side step by step.

Having made his position clear, he wanted to protect Wuxin.