Jianling

Chu Wanzhen also wanted to advance and retreat with her master and senior brothers, but her internal strength was weak, and her lightness kung fu was mediocre, and Shi Lian stopped her, her eyes filled with disapproval.

"It's against you—" Chu Wanzhen finally couldn't bear it any longer, and wanted to draw his sword with a yell. Before Shi Lian could move, there was a roar from behind. Cheng Zi saw the white sword in his hand gleaming with cold light, and said hoarsely, "Get out!"

And what his sword pointed at was Feng Lin.

Feng Lin was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and the Changli sword suddenly came out of its sheath. The dark red lines meandered on the sword body, but he still smiled lightly: "Sword master Bai is so courageous in wielding a sword and spear in front of the Second Highness."

Sure enough, Chu Wanzhen was not going to take care of Shi Lian for the time being, her expression was ugly: "Senior Cheng, what are you going to do?"

"..." Luckily, Cheng Zi saw that he could still maintain a little bit of calm under the rage, and finally suppressed the flames of anger, lowered his hand holding the sword, and said patiently, "If you go back to Your Highness, the old man will take revenge. "

"Revenge?" Chu Wanzhen flicked her sleeves coldly, and walked up to him. Although she was a little short, she was always domineering. Cheng Zijian was used to obeying her, so he couldn't help taking a half step back, "My hall I see you are old and confused! Is this trip going to serve the hall or to avenge you?"

Seeing that Cheng Zi kept silent, Chu Wanzhen raised his foot and kicked his right hand holding the sword, and said in a cold voice, "Still awake!? Shi Lian, Futu can now use his sword against his own people?"

Shi Lian stepped forward in response, lowered her head slightly, her lips fluttered up and down, and recited a mantra.Feng Lin and Cheng Zijian's expressions suddenly changed at the same time, and severe colic pains swam up from their dantians, as if they were about to eat away their internal organs, and the cold feeling seemed to trickle from their limbs, gradually converging into it. It was as cold as hundreds of rivers entering the sea, rampantly making chaos in their bodies.

Seeing a muffled groan, Cheng Zi suddenly knelt down on one knee, but Feng Lin still stood tall and straight with her eyes closed.

Chu Wanzhen tilted her head, and said: "Young Xia Feng has made meritorious service in assisting the hall to learn from teachers, and there will be rewards."

Shi Lian performed a Buddha ceremony again, stepped forward a few steps, and handed Feng Lin a blood-red pill with her own hands.Feng Lin thanked her in a low voice, without even looking at it, she just swallowed it in one gulp.Seeing that Cheng Zi was covered in cold sweat and his clothes were drenched, he was still struggling to speak. He had already thought through it, no wonder Shen Chongxuan would never move the sword when he tried the sword. Everyone thought that Meng Xing was incompetent. Or Zhong Xuan was young and arrogant, but it turned out to be the reason!

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" Cheng Zijian gritted his teeth resentfully, "That Chong Chongxuan——is this old man, the son of this old man's enemy!"

Chu Wanzhen frowned suspiciously, and gave Shi Lian a look: "An enemy?"

Shi Lian lowered her eyebrows and said sympathetically, "Amitabha. If you come back to His Highness, it's none other than Junior Sister Baopuzi, Blood Guanyin Meng Yanhan."

"Oh—that's it." Chu Wanzhen was there, and she looked at the direction where Shen Zhongxuan was running, with a gloomy expression, and said after a long time, "...but he is now a senior brother in this hall, so Senior Cheng, you should be sober." It's over."

Cheng Zijian wanted to say more, but Shi Lian raised her hand slightly, and the more unbearable pain spread all over his body. Compared with Feng Lin who was already safe and sound, Cheng Zijian was even more angry, but he also knew that Chu Wanzhen had a tough character. , could only shut up with dissatisfaction, and wait for Chu Wanzhen to calm down and spare his life.

Chu Wanzhen obviously had no such plan, after packing up Cheng Zijian looked at Feng Henwan coldly, and said sarcastically, "I thought Senior Feng was a heroic and courageous person...Hmph, it's really respectable."

Feng Henwan didn't pay any attention, just sat quietly cross-legged, lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head, without saying a word.

Zhongxuan flew along the steep mountain wall all the way, but the night was dark, Zhongxuan only felt that he had been running for thousands of years before he finally heard a little clang.

It was a bleak moonlight, under which Shen Shenxuan could vaguely see two figures, one black and one white, wrestling with each other.Meng Xing's Taoist crown had already been picked off by Xiao Tongbei's sword, and it fell to the side, glowing with soft light, and Meng Xing also had no sense of tranquility and gentleness of the usual sun and moon, and the clouds were light and the wind was light, and his white clothes were stained with blood. However, Jushuangjian's bright red sword armor is even more glamorous.

Xiao Tongpei's situation is not good, but his internal strength is better after all, so he can't see much distress. The Guiyuan sword is still moving from the heart. Dao, but it was like a net from heaven and earth, and headed towards Meng Xingdou with a hood.Meng Xing immediately raised his sword to his chest, pointing at the sword, and forcibly held the most prosperous and blazing sword light, but Xiao Tongbei did not stop there, a Guiyuan sword danced vigorously, and the sword energy aroused The dust and smoke were several feet away, and every step Meng Xing took as he forced him to retreat was full of dust.

Another sword approached, Meng Xing finally coughed up a big mouthful of blood, and the blood sprayed on Jushuang's sword, and the energy in his whole body was like the ebb tide of the river, and his body suddenly flew out, smashing hard on the rock behind him.

Shen Zhongxuan was at the edge of a deep forest, behind a strange rock, he didn't dare to disturb Meng Xing, distracting Meng Xing was definitely not what he wanted, so he could only watch Xiao Tongpei's sword tip Passing it straight to Meng Xingping, Meng Xing pressed his back against the rock, there was no way to avoid it——Xiao Tongpei's set of movements flowed smoothly, even though his face was like gold paper, he also accurately sent the Guiyuan Sword into Meng Xing's heart .

However, his sword never came any closer.

Chong Zhongxuan flew out, holding his sword tightly with both hands, and the blade of the sword barely pierced Meng Xing's chest flesh, and a small stream of blood slowly oozed out, and the same as Chong Zhongxuan's palm, dripped down the sword body Hot blood mixed together, quietly dripped onto Meng Xing's white clothes, turning into a large swath of bright red.

"..." Xiao Tongbei's face turned pale, his black clothes stuck to his body, and even a slight touch would reveal that he was covered in blood.

Meng Xing opened his eyes quite tiredly. The back of his head hit the boulder. At this moment, he felt dizzy, and the eyelashes of his eyes were covered with blood. When he regained his composure, Meng Xing said, "Get out of the way."

"No." Shen Zhongxuan forcibly performed lightness kung fu, and his internal organs were completely injured. At this time, the internal force dissipated and rampaged in his body, tearing his tendons, but he still forcibly swallowed the blood rushing up from his throat. , with a mouth full of fishy sweetness, said with difficulty, "I don't know the rules, so I won't let you."

Xiao Tongbei saw that his strength was running low, so he slightly lowered his wrist, trying to push the sword a few more inches, but Shen Shenxuan couldn't even stand still, but his hand was tightly clenched, the blade of Guiyuan Sword was deep The ground was embedded between his flesh and blood, leaving a deep and visible bone wound on the palm of his hand. Every movement was destroying his sword-holding hands.

"..." Xiao Tongbei suppressed his killing intent and said patiently, "You can also kill me for revenge."

Shen Zhongxuan shook his head: "I want Ah Xing to live."

Meng Xing couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his hand with difficulty to break off his sword-holding hand. As soon as he moved, the wound on his heart opened more, and blood flowed down. .You and, and bring Wanzhen to practice martial arts."

Zhong Xuan didn't look at him, and only left him with a snow-white back: "Master, the Second Highness has just accepted you as a teacher. It's unfair to her that something like this happened."

"Even if it's just for His Royal Highness, please ask Master to take responsibility once."

Meng Xing was taken aback for a moment, and then Shen Zhongxuan said to Xiao Tong with a sad and righteous speech: "Senior Xiao hates my ancestor, but I am not only the descendant of Baopu, but also the son of Xueguanyin. Since my mother and the ancestor were born It is more reasonable for Senior Xiao to kill me from the same sect."

"Besides, I have no relatives and no reason. Uncle Yuanfang will only think that I was also killed by thieves in Yangchuan, and will never go into details. It can save Senior Xiao a lot of trouble. But if you touch my master, the Second Highness will be arrogant. If you pursue it to the end, senior Xiao will have endless troubles. If senior must calm down his grievances, he will kill me, and Chong Xuan will never fight back."

Shen Zhongxuan paused, and looked at Senior Xiao with burning eyes: "Please, Senior, please forgive me!"

Xiao Tongbei pursed his lips and didn't have time to say more, but saw Meng Xing staring at Chong Xuan, with tears shining at the end of his eyes.

"Aren't you avenging your family?"

Shen Zhongxuan's body was slightly stiff, and he said softly: "I believe in Master."

Meng Xing finally struggled to speak out, cursing: "Fart! You, your own enemy..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Xiao Tongbei interrupted him and said: "I have no enmity or grudge with you, just get out of the way, otherwise I will destroy your hands, and I will never spare his life."

"..." Shen Zhongxuan was silent for a moment, and his voice was resounding, "Then please, senior, take my life."

"Shut up!" Meng Xing trembled with anger.

Xiao Tongbei's eyes dimmed, and the sword in his hand was pushed in again. The blood from the heavy palm had been smeared on the sword for more than an inch, and he painted the bright white sword with a layer of deep red.

Shen Zhongxuan was almost choked with sobs, and he knelt down on his knees suddenly, hot tears dripped on the Guiyuan sword, which was almost smeared with blood.

"Please...please..."

Meng Xing closed his eyes, his right hand groped towards Jushuang who was lying beside him, and before Shen Chongxuan could react, the blade of Jushuang Sword was attached to the side of his neck, even cutting into three parts of flesh and blood.

Shen Zhongxuan turned around in a daze, with no blood on his face.

"Let go of your hand." Meng Xing was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Shen Zhongxuan had no choice but to let go obediently, the sword wound on the palm of his hand was still holding a streak of blood, which was connected to the sticky blood on the Guiyuan sword.

Xiao Tongbei remained silent for a long time, and did not move his sword again.

Meng Xing panted on his back, his skills were inferior to others, if he lost, he lost, and there was never anything to blame.

He avoids fighting because he wants to live, but if he wants to live, he will never live by going back on his word.

"Let's do it." Meng Xing's eyelashes drooped, his breath was dying, his lips trembled slightly unconsciously, he didn't know if he was in pain or he was saying something.Xiao Tong paused sadly, and said, "Do you have any last words?"

Meng Xing raised his eyelids, glanced at Shen Xuan who was full of tears from the corner of his eye, and smiled softly a few times: "So good?"

"Forget it if you don't have one." Xiao Tongbei also secretly regretted that he was too talkative, and with a little force in his hand holding Guiyuan Sword, he made a gesture to pierce Meng Xing's heart, Meng Xing hurriedly said: "Yes."

"Can you invite Brother Tongbei...to accept Yuan Yuan as an apprentice?"

Meng Xing coughed a few times, and another layer of blood flowed from the wound on his heart.

Shen Zhongxuan raised his eyes in astonishment, even Xiao Tongbei was startled by his words for a moment.

"Yan Huansheng... and Feng Lin, you must know the Shen family." Meng Xing paused, and seemed to be thinking about his previous speculations, trying to tell Zhong Xuan all at this time, "Futu... go ask Wan Zhen, Shi Lian is unfathomable and cannot be confronted head-on. See Cheng Zi, kill him."

Shen Zhongxuan moved his lips, but he didn't speak, and Meng Xing seemed to sigh. He seemed to have returned to the light at the moment, his complexion was ruddy, and he talked more. , learn Xiaohe Sword well...Brother Tongbei refused, so he went to ask Lord Zhengdao, your mother is also a member of the Pichen sect. Feng Henwan will help you."

He paused, and said for a long time, "Feng Lin...needs to be on guard."

Heavy Xuan wept uncontrollably.

Xiao Tongbei asked: "Is there any more?"

"..." Meng Xing stopped what he wanted to say, he felt tired again, and said softly, "Being a teacher is not like your ancestor, he didn't leave you any trouble, and you don't need to take revenge. "

"Grow up well."