Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

Di Tianyao will appear from the clouds only after the sacrifice is truly made, which is a must-go process in the past when offering sacrifices to heaven.

Yu Fuchen clasped his hands tightly, sweating for Mu Xiyue, seeing Gu Lan hugging her on the altar, he shouted, and the Wushan Ferrymen who lined up behind bowed their heads and bowed down.

After three taps, the clouds in the sky gradually receded, and a person appeared in the dazzling brilliance, condescending, looking down on all living things.

"not enough……"

Between the repeated echoes, it was clear that the man was still dissatisfied with the sacrifice of mortals.

"You must be worshiped by a boy and a virgin, no matter how bad you are, you have to be a beautiful boy. You use a woman to fool you. Do you think that the punishment of heaven is not enough?"

The tone was obviously not from Di Tianyao, but it had a domineering and defiant aura.

Yu Fuchen looked at Feng Changhuan, and couldn't remember who else in Jiuzhongtian could gain the trust of Emperor Zun and risk his death to go to the mortal world at such a critical moment, except Lord Zehuan.

Gulan lowered her head in fear, not daring to look at the scorching light, and lowered her voice to ask the cronies beside her, "Why didn't you find out about the beautiful young man offering sacrifices to the sky in Xuewu City? How will it end now!"

"This, this, this... I don't even know..."

While hesitating, the man standing high in the clouds slowly descended into Tianyu Mountain, stood in front of the altar with his hands behind his back, pinched his chin and carefully looked at Mu Xiyue's face, and nodded approvingly.

"The foundation is good. Maybe Emperor Zun will change his taste sometime. It's better to keep it for later use."

Noticing that this person was carrying a long sword on his shoulders and covered with shining silver armor, Yu Fuchen guessed his identity, it must be one of Yingshen's Nine Sword Spirits.

Thinking of this, he had already drawn his sword, and seeing that he was about to take someone's life in a fierce manner, Feng Changhuan hurriedly held him in place.

"What are you going to do! Don't act impulsively, killing him will only anger Emperor Zun!"

"We wanted to displease the old man, didn't we? Besides, Xuannan said that Yun Wuling could be revived by collecting all five sword hearts. You have to try it to find out whether it's true or not."

"You forgot that we have an important friend."

Feng Changhuan didn't relax his strength, and gave Yu Fuchen a chance to stay for a while. At this moment, another silver light pierced the night sky and landed on the top of Tianyu Mountain.

The man in black whose face was covered by a mask was Bai Hong.

He walked among the orderly array of Wushan Ferrymen, approaching the uninvited guest step by step, fearing his aura, no one moved rashly.

Seeing him stop in front of him, the Sword Spirit, who was ordered by Emperor Tianyao to descend to earth, snorted coldly.

"I said why the two sword spirits hiding in the mortal world have disappeared. It turns out that you... are such a dark night executioner. Bai Hong, your betrayal is not worthy of forgiveness, but the emperor is kind, and I would like to let go of the past, It’s too late to go back with me now.”

"Go back? Heh, go back to the person who killed Cang, Cang Tianhe, and Cang Shuying? I'd rather die myself."

"In that case, I will return the Sword Heart given to you by Emperor Zun!!"

Before the words fell, this person took the lead in pulling out the sword behind his back. The body of the sword was surrounded by golden light, and the stone in the heart of the sword was also shining with a dazzling color, which was very noble.

"It's Tai! The number one sword spirit among the nine sword spirits is the sword spirit tempered by Di Tianyao's own soul essence. I'm afraid Bai Hong can't beat him, so think of a way!"

Yu Fuchen held Feng Changhuan's hand instead, and this time he pulled the man back, "Don't panic, I don't think Bai Hong will be stupid enough to kill himself before his revenge is avenged, he must still have us An unknown trump card."

"If he gets your powerful sword heart, his plan will definitely go well..."

Bai Hong muttered something to herself, and at the same time drew out her Bai Hong sword and pointed it at Tai Ah.

The vicious fight between the two sides here will definitely affect everyone. Considering the impact on the battle situation, Bai Hong only made one move to provoke Tai Ah, and then immediately pulled away to lead people elsewhere.

Ordinarily, Yi Tai's heart should not be so reckless, but thinking that the credit for capturing Bai Hong was higher than that of a group of mobs who cultivated the realm, he rushed out with Bai Hong without thinking deeply, and two sword lights flashed across the cloudy sky, and then fell into the open space. place.

Yu Fuchen knew that this was an opportunity Bai Hong had won for him.

Just when he was about to make a move to save Mu Xiyue from Gu Lan, another uncertain factor appeared.

Mu Xinfeng, who came here after hearing the news, was already shocked enough to see the wonders on the top of the mountain, but when he saw that the person on the altar was his younger sister, he finally lost his temper.

"Gu Lan! Do you know what you are doing!!"

When the deeds were revealed, Gu Lan, who was broken and broken, glanced at him, secretly slipped out the dagger hidden in his sleeve and held it in his hand, provoking Mu Xinfeng calmly.

"Of course, what does a woman matter if she can win the Emperor's respect?"

The cruelty between his brows and eyes became more obvious when he regained his youthful body, and now he no longer hides his ambition, strangled Mu Xiyue's neck with a sneer, and put the short knife in front of her throat, forcing Mu Xinfeng not to dare to act rashly .

"Gu Lan! She is my sister, do you really disregard the friendship of cooperation!"

"Cooperation? Heh! Don't you think that you can hide from me with your secret deeds? It was a superficial relationship from the beginning, but you expect me to take pity on her life when things come to an end? Ridiculous! Or... you lie down and replace her." She's going to die!"

How could Jiuyin Island, which is famous for refining poison and making Gu, be able to defeat a group of murderers who have long been accustomed to killing people?Even Mu Xinfeng couldn't compete with him, he had no choice but to go to the altar.

Realizing that something was wrong, Mu Lingxi followed closely and shouted: "Island owner, no!!"

But he failed to convince Mu Xinfeng, who was eager to save people, the man turned around, shook his head at him, and sighed.

"Lingxi, I'm sorry, she is my sister..."

He stretched out his hand towards Mu Xiyue's paper-white face, and before he could touch that person, Gu Lan cut the back of his hand with a backhand knife, bleeding profusely.

"Mu Xinfeng, don't be naive. Emperor Zun loves beautiful young people. How can you be worthy of Emperor Zun's eyes at your age? If you just want to die, I can help you!"

As he said that he raised his sword and dropped it, the Wushan Dumen who were at the front attacked at the same time, intending to surround and kill Mu Xinfeng and Mu Lingxi.

Seeing that people would be killed if they dragged on any longer, Yu Fuchen immediately appeared, swiped Luan Saber, and forced everyone back with a strong wind of the saber.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the people from Wushan Dumen swarmed up and wrestled with Yu Fuchen, the scene was chaotic.

No matter how strong he is, he will be outmatched by many hands in the end. During the fight, Yu Fuchen, who does not want to hurt people's lives, also adds a new color to him.

Just when everyone thought they could win by suppressing the number of people, Feng Changhuan also joined the chaotic battle, his swords were flying, and his technique was fast and ruthless. .

"See? It's a woman's benevolence to only bluntly hit with the back of a knife. A real life-and-death fight will not give you a chance to be indecisive."

As he said that, Feng Changhuan dodged to avoid the Wushan Ferryman who was rushing towards him, and hit the opponent's back hard with his elbow to make him fall to the ground.

But soon the enemy rushed forward with an overwhelming number of people. Hard fighting is not a long-term solution.

Seeing that Gu Lan's hand holding the knife was about to move, Yu Fuchen realized that the situation was not good, and pulled Feng Changhuan back to Mu Xinfeng's side with one hand, while releasing a fiery red firework.

It was the signal agreed with Xuemiao City. The light spot dragged its long tail up into the night sky, and exploded with an ear-piercing sound. Mo Qianlin, who was guarding the mountain, quickly led the Tiandaomen to come to support.

Seeing that the battle situation is difficult to reverse, Gu Lan, who is in a panic, wants to kill Mu Xiyue in order to get blood into the magic circle to summon the emperor. Yu Fuchen is quick to stop him, but even if he and Feng Changhuan attack at the same time, the distance is still close. Powerless.

At the very moment, a gentle and loud whistle rang through the top of the mountain, Gulan seemed to be hit hard in an instant, his trembling hand could no longer hold the short knife, and he fell to the ground slowly with his pale face covering his heart, struggling to grab hold of the knife. The ashes on the ground were unable to stand up again.

Things turned around, Yu Fuchen immediately subdued Gu Lan, tied his hands, and hugged Mu Xiyue who was on the altar.

The whistle stopped abruptly, and Gu Lan, who was twitching slightly, passed out and stopped completely.

Feeling that something was wrong, Yu Fuchen looked around for the source of the whistle, and seeing Mu Xinfeng holding a thin leaf in his mouth, he guessed that he had been prepared to plant a poison in Gulan's body that could restrain his actions insanity.

"Island Master, don't scare me if you have this idea, it makes me really think that just now..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Xinfeng opened his mouth slightly to spit out the leaves, and then revealed the blackened blood at the corner of his mouth, and fell back stiffly.

"Island owner!!"

Mu Lingxi flew forward to catch the man, and watched his chest heaving violently and trembling, but he couldn't relieve him of the pain.

"Islander! Islander, don't sleep, Islander!!"

"Spirit, rhino..."

Mu Xinfeng grabbed Mu Lingxi's hand, pointed at Mu Xiyue, who was unconscious in Yu Fuchen's arms, and insisted on saying his last words with the last of his strength.

"Take... take us, go, go home..."

"Island Master, Island Master, you will not die, I will let you die, don't sleep, don't sleep!"

A small black and white snake drilled out of Mu Lingxi's arms, crawled along his hand to Mu Xinfeng's neck, opened its mouth and bit it, the toxin entered the bloodstream along with the wound, and quickly blocked Mu Xinfeng's energy channels, making it The last breath remained in his chest, temporarily saving his life.

"Trade Wind, I won't let you die, hold on, I'll take you home!"

Seeing Mu Lingxi sticking to Mu Xinfeng's forehead, closing his slightly open eyes, and folding his hands on his chest, everyone knew that their relationship was extraordinary.

Yu Fuchen looked at Feng Changhuan silently, and when he noticed his gaze, the man also turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of helplessness.

This battle ended with Wu Shandu's disastrous defeat and Gu Lan's capture. Mu Xiyue was rescued, but Mu Xinfeng was sacrificed. Is such a sacrifice really worth it?

However, the situation did not allow them to grieve over the death of their companion, and a mass of intertwined sword lights fell to the top of the mountain. It was Bai Hong and Tai Ah who had fought fiercely just now.

The impact was so powerful that everyone in the chaotic battle was forced to retreat by the strong wind, causing heavy casualties on both sides. Even Yu Fuchen was also forced to retreat, so he had to hold Feng Changhuan and protect him in his arms.

"Too bad, Bai Hong is no match for Tai Ah!"

Feng Changhuan still wanted to step forward to help, but he accidentally injured his shoulder and arm during the battle just now, and the movement of holding the sword in his left hand was obviously difficult, and the blood dripping down the back of his hand had already accumulated in one piece.

Yu Fuchen placed Mu Xiyue in a safe corner to inspect the man's injuries. A lancet stabbed deeply between his shoulder bones. The situation was critical and he failed to notice his condition. Did this kind of injury repel those ungrateful Wushan Dumen along with him?

"Don't worry, we don't need to take action with his ability."

He unbuttoned Feng Changhuan's clothes, revealing the bloody wound, rubbed the hot blood with his fingertips, pinched the man's chin, and lowered his head to kiss his lips.

After being bitten by him, Feng Changhuan, who was suffering from pain, frowned and let out a muffled groan. Seizing the moment when he was distracted, Yu Fuchen quickly pulled away the dark dart that was piercing his wound, and pressed the wound for him. stop bleeding.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of bandaging, the two looked at the two sword spirits who were fighting. The shock just now was caused by Tai'a shooting Baihong down from a high place, causing the earth to shake. ,shocking.

When the flying dust dissipated, a ray of light shone on a person standing proudly, holding a broken long sword in his hand, the blade was dull, it was Bai Hong who had already handed over the heart of the sword to Xuannan!

"White Rainbow!!"

Sure enough, without Jianxin, is he still no match for Emperor Zun's favorite sword?

As soon as Tai'a snapped his fingers, the broken blade of the Baihong sword turned into a handful of dust in his hands, leaked from the fingertips, scattered in the wind, and turned into a handful of smoke.

"Mr. Changtian, Mr. Fahua, did you come looking for you before I went looking for you?"

He swaggered up to the two of them, looked at Feng Changhuan's unyielding expression, shook his head regretfully, then looked at Yu Fuchen who was expressionless, first smiled at them, then took a step back, and bowed respectfully.

"You have played in the mortal world for many years, Your Highness, it's time for you to go back."

"Just you? Are you worthy of inviting me? Di Tianyao really wants to see me, so let him come down in person and hide in the sky to be a turtle with a shrunken head who dares not see anyone. He is so majestic!"

"Your Highness, please be cautious in your words and deeds. For your previous disobedient behavior, Emperor Zun is willing to let the past go. As long as you bow your head and admit your mistake, you will be fine when you go back to inherit the throne. Why bother to die here? The one who will suffer at the time will be yourself."

"Heh, he has been comfortable for so many years, and when the retribution is imminent, he thought of using me as a shield to leave. How can there be such a good thing? I advise you all to be sober and see the current situation clearly."

"See the current situation clearly? Are you talking about that useless sword and these lowly mortals?"

Tai Ah was full of provocation, and cast a disdainful glance at the cultivators behind him who had suffered mutual losses due to cannibalism, but saw the white rainbow reunited from the fragments, and saw the sword spirit body transformed from the white rainbow sword His face changed drastically.

"A wasteful sword that doesn't make a fortune? A waste of power, are you talking about yourself?"

The author has something to say: Why did Bai Hong come back from the dead? This starts with XuanNan helping him reshape the sword body. The next chapter will reveal the reason for his recovery.