Master Xiao thinks about those years

Fu Nian slowly raised his drooping head amidst the clamor, and a group of figures were reflected in his dark eyes.

Gu Changyan stood at the bottom of the gate in a blue robe, followed by ten solemn middle-aged men, all dressed in white, holding long swords in their hands, and Qingyu was also holding a sword among them.These ten people are the ten elders of Professor Shangyu's disciples, and Fu Nian is very familiar with them.

The head of the sect and the elders lined up together, which shows how big the battle is.

With the experience of losing to Fu Nian in the forest of dead bodies last time, Gu Changyan refused to take it lightly. At this moment, the long sword in his hand was moving and ready to go. It seemed that as long as Fu Nian moved a step, the sword in his hand would be The speed of light is emitted.

And similarly, Shu Yao was also standing in the crowd, his eyes were blood red with anger.

"Master Gu, elders, why are you welcoming me back with such a big battle?"

In an instant, the gloom in Fu Nian's eyes dissipated, replaced by bright smiles, layer upon layer, like rippling water.

Seeing this smile, the little disciple next to the wooden frame trembled all over, and shivered involuntarily.

Gu Changyan stared coldly at the provocative person in front of him: "Fu Nian, how dare you come to Shangyu alone, are you really going to die?"

"Shou death?" Fu Nian smiled sinisterly, and his tone was soft: "Gu Changmen, can you kill me?"

"you--!"

Gu Changyan was so angry that he gritted his teeth, remembering the last time he lost to Fu Nian in the Forest of Dead Corpses, he wanted to say something but was choked up.

The elder Qingyu on the side had been angry for a long time, and at this moment he glared fiercely at the lunatic who was resting: "Fun Nian! You killed the people in Jinshui Town and ran back to Shangyu shamelessly. Today we have specially prepared a binding demon!" Lock, even if I can't kill you, I still have to catch you!"

"Tsk, it took a lot of time, so let me ask you, since the person you want to kill is me..."

Fu Nian paused, and then his eyes fell back on Gu Changyan: "Then why...kill him?"

After the words fell, a pair of blurred peach blossom eyes tempered the sternness.As shown in the figure, the beast has shed its gentle skin, exposing its vicious and bloody animal nature.

Gu Changyan naturally knew that the "he" in Fu Nian's words was referring to Mo Qing who was tied to the shelf. When the person in front of him was violent, Gu Changyan looked down at him and said with condescension: "Your Friends, do you need to ask why? People flock together, and things form groups, and whoever is with you is not heinous?"

Which one of the people with your talisman is not heinous?

The tone is ironic, and the words are long.

Every word Gu Changyan said, the moment he spit it out, turned into sharp and tiny needles, piercing into the flesh and blood of the Fu Nian, causing a burst of dense pain.

Who is not the heinous person who is with Fu Nian?

The voice in the ear continued to echo, and the slender and sharp fingers of Fu Nian slowly closed and clenched into fists.

Yes, his talisman is heinous and irrefutable.

But Mo Qing?

Is he?

The thin blood-colored figure was reflected in Fu Nian's mind, and the images in his mind flooded.

At the foot of Luocha Mountain, it was the man standing in the radiance, hugging Xiaotao who was crying loudly, and said softly, "Brother gave you the little tiger, so we won't cry, okay?"

In Yiru's palace, it was the man standing in the cage with a knife stabbed in his chest, still smiling palely.

In the forest of dead bodies, it was the man who stood surrounded by bones, pushed Jiang Yexiu out without hesitation, and faced him alone.

In Jinhe Town, it was the man who faced the riots of the townspeople, even if his spiritual power was exhausted, he would desperately protect Shu Yao and Meng Huan.

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Countless Mo Qings overlapped, and Fu Nian couldn't breathe under the pressure.

Too many, too many images.

This is what Gu Changyan said...the heinous person...

This is what Gu Changyan said... the heinous person!

Because of his talisman, Mo Qing exposed the remaining corpses for the people to vent their anger.

Just because of him... Fu Nian?

Who said that? !Who decided? !

The rage was raging, overwhelming, and the runes were almost overwhelmed by the overwhelming unwillingness and indignation.

It was like a string pulled to the tightest point, it couldn't be tighter, and then with a "buzz", it finally broke.

The rotten sky poured into the sea of ​​anger, and the hands of Fu Nian unconsciously poured spiritual power, and the flowing fire had consciously turned into a blade.

He is hated, in a trance, seems to have returned to many years ago, he knelt at the feet of a spotless person, wanted to block the sword for that person, wanted to die for him, but it was useless.

Nothing works.

Those swords seemed to recognize the master, cruelly piercing through the flesh and blood body he regarded as a god in front of him.

Broke his most precious jewels with his own hands.

Cold-blooded and ruthless.

He hates why every time, he is not the one who dies.Why does he always take away the people around him, leaving him alone in this world like a puppet?

why?

A lot of unwillingness gathered into a sea, and the red spiritual flow of the talisman Zhou Sheng was turbulent, and everyone could see that the mountains and rains on him were about to come.

Gu Changyan raised his eyebrows, and exchanged looks with the elders beside him.After comprehending, their figures moved, their robes turned over, and the long swords in their hands cut through the void, and golden rays of light condensed and appeared in front of them.

The rays of light are broken first, one sword at a time.

But with the pouring of spiritual power from everyone, those rays of light quickly combined and connected together, forming a glittering golden "line".

This line is radiant, hanging in the void and still making a "hissing" sound, like a snake with dazzling patterns and cunning lines.

This is what Gu Changyan called the "magic lock".

A group of young disciples watched from the side, all stunned. Although they had heard a lot about Binding Magic Lock, but because the summoning of Binding Magic Lock was extremely energy-intensive, they never got a glimpse of the true face. .

In full view of everyone, Gu Changyan lifted his left hand, the blue robe lifted up, and he shook the bundle of magic locks sharply: "Fu Nian, it was your mistake to come to Shangyu alone today. Lin Ji manipulated many dead bodies in the past If you dare to offend Shang Shangyu, you have come here alone today, even though I can't kill you, I have to tie you up and suppress you under the Xuanmo Pagoda!"

Righteous words and vows.

In the menacing gaze, Fu Nian squinted his eyes, and smiled with thin lips: "Then... let's try."

After finishing speaking, Gu Changyan threw out the magic lock neatly.

Liuhuo is the shadow of the talisman. At this moment, the rage of the talisman is raging. Liuhuo has long been unable to hold back. The blade of the sword is whistling, showing the impatient killing intent. .

The flowing fire slashed, and the powerful red spirit flow meandered forward. The sword wind split the way forward, and the spirit flow roared, rushing into the air at the speed of light, and finally collided with the golden magic binding lock.

There was an explosion, and the stone was shocked.

Under the overcast sky with layers of clouds, a fine golden red rain fell.

The dots of liquid, with dazzling colors, are the magnificence tempered by the depression and chill.

The red spiritual flow is domineering, and his turbulent and menacing voice is like a dragon with its teeth and claws.

The emotion of anger and unwillingness has completely gone to his head.

There is only one thought in Fu Nian's mind: to vent this unwillingness.

The swaying peach eyes are blood red, Fu Nian can't see anything clearly, his reason has disappeared, only the flowing fire that is singing in his hand is real.

Brutally true.

He is a blood clan, when the evil nature in the blood clan completely prevails.The treacherous dark power will also reach its peak.

As a result, the tight and powerful arms were raised again, and Gu Changyan was shocked to see that Fu Nian's whole body was covered by a powerful, strange and strange spiritual flow that was so red that it was almost black.

All the elders changed their faces, and all the young disciples were already trembling with the spirit sword in their hands.

Gu Changyan and the elders of Shangyu had seen Fu Nian's appearance once.

That was six years ago, after Qinghui Daoist sacrificed.

The only difference is that the talisman at that time was followed by a large pile of puppet blood corpses.

But now, only Fu Nian is alone.

This is a huge advantage of Shangyu.

Runes are immortal, but can be bound.

The golden magic lock is the perfect weapon to bind runes.

The faces of the elders were still gloomy. Gu Changyan had already taken the magic lock and made another move. There was a brilliant golden flash. Almost at the moment when the magic lock was swung out, the spiritual flow of the rune burst out. The red blood dragon neighed and meandered forward.

Blood red entangled the golden rope, pulling it desperately.

The spiritual flow around Fu Nian's body never stagnated, and more and more blood red entangled the golden magic lock. Seeing that Gu Changyan's complexion turned pale, all the elders came back to their senses and waved their swords to gather strength.

After all, there are so many people, and the Binding Demon Lock, who was still at a disadvantage just now, has accumulated enough spiritual power, not only resisting the blood dragon, but also slowly suppressing the blood red.

boom--

A loud bang.

The blood dragon fell apart, Gu Changyan looked up coldly, and his long body fell down the stone steps. The golden magic lock was called up, and at the moment of rebirth, it tightly bound the body of Fu Nian.

The fight stops in an instant, like catching a thief.

Gu Changyan finally let out a smile on his cold face: "Fu Nian, it seems that this Xuanmo Pagoda mud must be lived!"

"Is it?"

Gu Changyan didn't have time to respond to the tone of sneering, only to see the wind and clouds in front of him, and the sky was covered with dust.

The wind and dust raised up blurred his vision, and Gu Changyan only felt the magic lock in his hand shake suddenly, flustered, and hurriedly opened his eyes to look.

But when he went to see it, the wind and sand had calmed down, and the strong wind had subsided.

Only, an evil and sinister face is extremely clear.

"Master Gu, tell me, how should I let you die?"

A sarcastic tone of voice.

Gu Changyan's face paled suddenly, and Fu Nian stood in front of him leisurely, the golden magic-binding lock fell limply at his feet, and a sharp knife had already been laid across his neck.

The sword body exuding red evil spirit, the spiritual weapon of the runes at that time, the flowing fire.

All the young disciples were panicked. For the first time in their lives, they experienced such a powerful magic and truly experienced the power of runes.

The devil who is discolored in others' mouths has never been in vain.

He is born to be able to use magic to perfection.

"Master Gu, tell me, how should I let you die?"

Fu Nianxuan looked at the person in front of him and repeated what he had said.

Gu Changyan felt the sharp blade on his neck, and his whole body was already stiff. Now he just stared at Fu Nian unwillingly and angrily, unable to answer a word.

All the elders looked pretty, but because Gu Changyan was in Fu Nian's hands, no one dared to act rashly.

Fu Nian's smile was bright, flamboyant and reckless, and he looked at the person in front of him seriously: "Master Gu, look, ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, how about it?"