Dao Xuanji [Civil Demon]

When walking in the sect with a sword in hand, the palpitations, the empty sect, the disappearing buildings, the rain of blood above the head...Wen Junqing felt that the scene seemed familiar. After thinking for a while, he suddenly recalled that he was trapped in the I had seen this scene before when I was in a phantom formation on Buried Immortal Island.

He will be beheaded by someone he knows in the future.

Wen Junqing suddenly felt that the disciples of the Wanyang Sect were not allowed to walk with the sword. It was really good that she could see the truth not so quickly.

She walked slowly, walking alone in the sect. Although it was very light, the sound of her footsteps was still clear and audible.

But no matter what, they still walked to the front of the main hall.The door of the palace was tightly closed, and Wen Junqing heard the sound of his heart beating.

Plop, plop, plop.

Wen Junqing pushed the door open.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

The scene inside is slightly different from the scene I saw in the phantom array.Everything in the main hall was shattered, more than half of the thousands of burning candles were extinguished, and the stone statue that would have been worshiped earlier was gone, leaving only dust on the ground, and the only person who had breath was also weak. Lie down on the ground without any threat.

At least this person doesn't have that weird black devilish energy.

Wen Junqing exhaled a long breath, walked over slowly, and then slowly turned the face of the future man facing the floor.

A drop of cold sweat fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Wen Junqing widened his eyes and took a step back, and then looked at Xuanji's neck. Fortunately, the transparent line on the neck was still there. Hearing the other party's weaker breath, Wen Junqing frowned tightly, and finally sighed and sat cross-legged. Send true energy to heal the opponent.

After a while, Xuanji woke up leisurely.

When he woke up, he quickly turned around and jumped a foot away, then froze, staring at Wen Junqing with big eyes.

It was Wen Junqing who spoke first: "What's going on?"

Xuanji supported her dizzy head, pulled the corners of her mouth vigorously, and said, "As you can see."

"Why?" Wen Junqing held the sword in his hand.

Xuanji smiled miserably, and said, "Don't you know? Speaking of which, I still have a debt to settle with you."

Wen Junqing frowned, she was annoyed by such dumb conversations, and asked impatiently, "What?"

"What you said in the island is nice, and you act like a gentleman, but you turned around and sold me. If you don't want to give me the formation notes from the beginning, then you can take it from the beginning. Can I still beat you?" Xuanji clutched her head that was getting more and more painful, and the picture of when she lost consciousness before suddenly flashed in her mind, her memory slowly recovered, and she seemed to have killed Wen Junqing.what happened?Xuanji looked down at her feet, then raised her head to look carefully at the person standing opposite.

"I didn't." After hearing this, Wen Junqing slightly loosened the hand holding the sword tightly, as if he had some clues.

"Do you want to push it to Qu Jiuge? But even if she sued, how could she know about the two of us being in the battle?" Xuanji originally wanted to think about what was going on, but now When she became angry, she thought of the dead Hongchen again, redness appeared in her eyes, and black devilish energy began to emerge from her body.

Demonic!

Wen Junqing's scalp jumped, he squeezed the sword tightly again, shook his head and asked, "Are you really cultivating demons?"

"I have always been." Xuanji said, sucking up the ancient sword that fell on the ground, and then flew towards Wen Junqing.

Wen Junqing blocked Xuanji's attacks, but only defended, and never took the initiative to attack. She just caught a glimpse of cracks in her saber. The one brought out of Xiandao.

"Master's sword? Is he..." Wen Junqing frowned and asked at a moment's notice.

"Naturally, good and evil will be rewarded." Xuanji sneered, and then she was full of true energy, and the devil energy on her body also rose sharply at this time, turning into two black blades and piercing towards Wen Junqing's back and top of the head.However, the two black blades avoided the fatal place, one towards the shoulder and the other avoiding the heart and lungs.

A look of grief appeared in Wen Junqing's eyes, and he finally started to fight back, but he still had two points of strength left.She blocked the ancient sword that was coming towards her with one hand, and grabbed the black blade above her head with the other hand, while the one behind her was blocked by the shield of true energy, and there was a dull blunt sound when it collided .Several cyclones appeared from under her feet, and then several sword qi hit Xuanji.

Although Xuanji has many sword manuals that she has seen before in her mind, she has never practiced it. The ancient sword in her hand is not proficient, so she can barely avoid Wen Junqing, a sword repairman. Wen Junqing easily blocked every sword strike of hers, and then she was hit back with strong strength, which made her palms numb, and the devilish energy on her body was not ruthless because of her scruples. Spicy, the two fought for a long time, but they did not decide the winner, but gradually, Wen Junqing gained the upper hand.

Until the sword in Wen Junqing's hand was cut off by the ancient sword.

Xuanji's eyes widened as she saw the blade of the sword she couldn't hold back slashed towards Wen Junqing's shoulder, and a scene that she didn't remember appeared in her mind again-Wen Junqing was cut open by herself like tofu, and fell slowly. on the ground.

Xuanji was completely stunned.

At this time, Wen Junqing didn't expect that his sword would break, but it was too late to return to defense, so he had to mobilize all his true energy to protect his shoulders.

Just when the ancient sword was about to touch Wen Junqing's shoulder, the ancient sword began to tremble, and flew out of Xuanji's hand in the opposite direction as if consciously, with such strength that even Xuanji couldn't hold it, and then across Xuanji's cheek, She cut off a strand of her hair and nailed it firmly to the wall behind her.

Xuanji thought it was Wen Junqing who had some magic weapon to protect her body, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but Wen Junqing thought it was Xuanji who sacrificed herself and gave up her strength. The two looked at each other, each full of thoughts.

Her head began to ache again, Xuanji sighed, stopped thinking, simply sat down on the ground, and said softly: "I have also avenged my revenge, so if the injustice has its head and the debtor has its owner, I will deal with it as you like."

Wen Junqing used his skills to stop the blood drawn from the black blade in his palm, sat down facing Xuanji, and said, "Clarify the matter first."

Xuanji smiled, and asked back: "You have lied to you so many times, do you still believe what I, a demon cultivator, said?"

"I believe you."

Wen Junqing's eyes were burning, making Xuanji feel a little uncomfortable, and then she spoke again.

"Tell me first who you are."

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Chapter 5

There was a bang of thunder, and a moment later, there was a flash of lightning outside, and a pale lightning flashed across the faces of the two of them.

The remaining burning candles in the hall flickered for a while.

Xuanji's lips parted slightly: "I am the widow Hua Xuanji in Jiu'an City, and I am the magic cultivator Xuanji of Wanhualou in Xizhou. Although the latter lied to you, the former did not lie."

Wen Junqing shook her head and asked, "Are there only these two identities?"

Xuanji was startled, and then immediately smiled and said, "What else can I have, these two are enough." After she finished speaking, she looked at Wen Junqing, who had some disappointment in his eyes, and his dark eyes were fixed on him. Seeing Xuanji flustered, she immediately looked away.

"My best friend is also named Xuanji." Wen Junqing said, "More than two hundred years ago, she committed suicide by jumping off the cliff behind Wanyangzong. Everyone said that she had fallen into a demon, refused to subdue the law, and committed suicide in fear of crime."

"In that case, why are you obsessed with such a rebellious dead man?" Xuanji hooked her lips hard.

"Because I don't believe what they said. I want to know why she died. Or, she didn't die."

After listening to Xuanji, she was stunned for a while and then smiled. This would be a real smile. After she laughed enough, she let out a long breath, met Wen Junqing's burning eyes, and said, "You are really strange. , You were obviously not friends with me in the previous life, but now you call them brothers and sisters here, I am about to be deceived by you."

"Xuanji." Wen Junqing just called out, and the corners of his mouth tightened.

Xuanji stood up, flicked her sleeves, and turned her back.

"It is indeed dead, there are no bones left, it is dead."

"Then you are—?"

"Probably God took pity on me. With the relics left by my mother, my soul was still alive. After 150 years, I drifted along the Santu River to Xizhou, and was resurrected with the body of a drowned girl." Xuanji paused, and hurried He added, "Of course it's not a way to seize the house. I haven't lost my mind to that point."