Previous life

Silver Toad Villa.Built by mountains and rivers, it is extremely dangerous and beautiful.If you don't know that this is the location of the sect of the Leng Yuezong, the great gang in the past, no one will doubt that it is a royal palace.

A round of full moon hangs in the sky, reflecting the villa like a jade palace.Under the silver light, on the long steps in front of the mountain gate, a figure appeared climbing up the steps.

"Brother." The figure walked past the mountain gate, but was stopped by a voice from the dark: "You came back too?"

"Master's birthday, I should come back." The tone was cold.

"But Master said, you're injured, so it's fine if you don't come back." Wei Jiu came out from the shadows, and looked at Ming Yu by the moonlight: "Look at the situation, it's not all right."

Ming Yu ignored it and walked straight to the mountain gate.

Wei Jiu spat at his back: "Eccentric."

Ming Yu continued to walk up the mountain path, and after a week around the long stone steps, she slowly ended at a long and simple pavilion on the side of the mountain.

"Master, Master Mistress, Yu'er is late, please forgive me, Master." Passing through the long pavilion, Ming Yu fell to the ground.

"I thought you wouldn't be able to come, but the injury has healed?" A pair of slender hands stretched out and gave him a vain support.

Ming Yu took advantage of the situation and stood up, still lowering her head: "Ms. Lao is concerned. There is no serious problem."

"Since there is no serious problem, let's come here!" Zhu Jiuyan stood under the ancient tree in front of the pavilion and said with his hands behind his back.

Ming Yu hurriedly walked up to the platform at the end of the long pavilion, and before the incense table had been set, she took off her black iron gloves and burned incense with her hands clean.

Zhu Jiuyan and his wife kowtowed three times to the bright moon in the sky; then his wife took out a delicate gold knife from her bosom, chanting in her mouth, and took a treacherous dance step under the moon.

Cold Moon Knife.

The Moon Sacrifice Ceremony of the Cold Moon Sect is mysterious and aloof. Only direct descendants can preside over it, and only blood relatives can accompany it.As the descendant of the Leng Yue Sect, his wife married Zhu Jiuyan when the sect flourished, which was also a hot news in the martial arts at that time.Then the sect gradually withered, and the only relative who could accompany the moon every year on his birthday was the husband.As for Ming Yu, although he is only a subordinate, he is also the only one among the many disciples who can enjoy the privilege of participating in the moon sacrifice ceremony.

The moon is in the middle of the sky.The dance moves became more and more complex, a silver halo loomed around the dancer's body, and the dancer looked fascinated.Knowing that it was almost time, Ming Yu leaned over and opened an iron door under the incense table, revealing an iron box the size of half a person buried in the ground.Inside, is a real cold moon scimitar.Huge, heavy, cutting iron and breaking gold.The climax of the Moon Sacrifice Ceremony is to invite out the real Lengyue Sword King under the prayer of the descendants of the Lengyue Sect.

Ming Yu's hand reaching for the iron box froze in mid-air.He suddenly panicked.

He knew that offering sacrifices to the moon was the best time to kill Zhu Jiuyan.He damaged his own meridians, broke through the acupoints, forced back the poison of Shixiangruanjinsan in his body, and put down Han Jinkun's guards. He traveled all day and night, and rushed back to Yinchan Villa on the day of offering sacrifices to the moon, in order to—

He didn't quite know who he was for.

It was like a sharp mace crushing back and forth in my heart, avoiding one end but not the other.He was shocked to realize that "Lu Jianxing" gave him Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, and what he said was really the most tender choice before this heart-piercing dilemma.

But he still had no choice.

Most of the moon sacrifice ceremony went on, and nothing happened; but when he was about to open the iron box and ask for the Lengyue knife, his tense nerves were inexplicably scalding—there would be no Lengyue in the box The knife, but the young, precious... assassin who was known for his surprise.

His hesitation caught Zhu Jiuyan's attention, and a faint gaze cast him from a distance, arousing a chill all over Ming Yu's body like a substance.He gritted his teeth and pulled the iron ring on the box.

In front of his eyes was the cold light of the blade.

In the ear is the sonorous killing intent of metal.

There was no assassin he imagined in the box; but at the same time he opened the iron box, the trunk of the ancient tree beside the pavilion exploded, and a sword flashed in the flying wood chips and stabbed at Zhu Jiuyan who was kneeling on the futon like lightning.

Ancient trees, futons, swords.

This is the assassin's choice.

Best distance, best timing.The two conditions that must be hit in one hit are all in place.

Of course, the assassin was "Lu Jianxing", a fifth-rank disciple of the Danxia School, and his target was Zhu Jiuyan, the master of the Nine Heavens Hall, the legendary ninth-rank powerhouse.

Zhiwei sees you.The slight movement in the air, in the ears of the ninth-rank powerhouse, is the universe.

Hugging the fleshy palms, a mass of strength suddenly appeared, as if it had always been there, rather than born out of nothing; the softness stuck to the sharp edge of the sword, making it hang in the air and it was difficult to push forward.

"The light of fireflies, how dare you compete with the sun and the moon..." Zhu Jiuyan said lightly.

"Although the light of the fireflies is faint, the way to shine with the sun and the moon is the way." The full-strength blow was blocked, "Lu Jianxing"'s heart was damaged, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth; but he was still not flustered, not afraid, Responding to the powerful enemy with burning eyes.

A smile appeared on Zhu Jiuyan's face, and his eyes were full of appreciation: "The medicine I gave you is still counting..."

"Lu Jianxing" also raised the corner of his bloody mouth: "The surprise I gave you is not old yet..."

As he spoke, he exerted force suddenly, as if he wanted to forcibly break through Zhu Jiuyan's fleshy palm; Zhu Jiuyan's dantian sank, and the strength in his palm increased a bit.At this moment, "Lu Jianxing" suddenly let go of his strength, and with Zhu Jiuyan's increased strength, he turned upside down with his sword in hand. At the same time, a long whip wrapped around Zhu Jiuyan's head and neck.

"Children..." Zhu Jiuyan sneered and moved his palm to block it.However, he immediately realized that this was not an ordinary whip. There seemed to be countless small hooks on the whip, and a string of strange projectiles hooked on it.

"Thunderbolt pill!"

In a blink of an eye, there was an explosion, and Zhu Jiuyan's half-armed clothes were blown into pieces. Although he had strong holding skills and his own pure energy body protection, he didn't hurt his vitals, but his face was blackened and he was in a mess.The evil fire in Zhu Jiuyan's heart finally rose like smoke.The smoke of Pili Wan was thick, but it didn't prevent him from sensing the dangerous jets coming from the sky, and he blasted out a palm like overwhelming mountains and seas—the power was so terrifying that even the bright moon hanging in the sky seemed to change color.

Someone pulled him, dissipating [-]% of the force of the palm.But seeing a flash of cold light in mid-air, layers of air waves were stirred up in the air, and then disappeared; only the fallen leaves of the ancient trees testified to the desperate fight that just happened.

"Su Po!" Zhu Jiuyan looked back, and found that the person who pulled him had been severely injured and fell to the ground due to the backlash of that palm: "You, how dare you help the assassin!"

"That's Yu'er!" Leng Supo was bloodless, and he opened his mouth to defend: "He brought the Lengyue knife to help you eradicate the assassin... You shot in a rage, and you didn't even care about his life!"

"Hmph," Zhu Jiuyan sneered, "Don't think I'm blind, it's not been a while since you fell in love with him."

"You!... Hahahaha" Leng Supo smiled instead of anger, with bloody red flowers blooming from the corner of his mouth, coquettish for no reason: "Even if I, Leng Yuezong, are of no value to you, why do you lie and slander my innocence? The reputation of your apprentice...you plan to eradicate my natal family one by one, and now you can't even trust the people around you, you want to be a lonely family! What's the point of being the supreme martial arts!"

Zhu Jiuyan ignored his wife's accusation, and only said to Weijiu, the second apprentice who hurried up to Changting, "Soushan. Assassins, and traitors, kill without mercy."