Embrace the blade

"Jiang Shaoxia, you really taught me how to wait." Ning Yu said with a smile.

Jiang Li pressed the hilt of the sword with his palm: "Wait for me?"

"Naturally, apart from the "Secret of Longevity", what else is worth my waiting?"

The people of Guiyun Villa were still following behind them. As soon as these words came out, Jiang Li and Jiang Lanze's hearts tightened. Before he could say anything else, Jiang Li turned to Jiang Lanze and said, "I'll deal with him, you take the others People go to the Gu room."

"Okay." Without delay, Jiang Lanze interrupted the doubts and thinking of everyone in Guiyun, "Don't be disturbed by the Demon Cult, everyone follow me first!"

Everyone in Guiyun came back to their senses, and when they set off to march, Ning Yu looked sideways at the masked man beside him: "It's time to pass your test."

The masked man didn't move for a while, Ning Yu said something softly again, his body froze, then flew over the pavilion, slipped a sword from the wide sleeve of his robe, and blocked the way of Guiyun people .

Even though he wasn't sure whether Jiang Lanze and the others could handle this strange person, Jiang Li had no time to pay attention. He fixed his eyes on Ning Yu, held the Qingshuang Sword in his hand, lowered his figure slightly, and was ready to go.

In Ning Yu's room, he put down the stove unhurriedly, took off his cloak again, and said with a smile, "I have a rule, no more than three things. Jiang Shaoxia, today is the third time you and I have fought, I don't care Will let you go away alive again."

Jiang Li said, "Me too."

Ning Yu glanced at him, with a slight smile on his lips.

At this moment, Jiang Li rushed towards him, like a thunderbolt shot into the pavilion, the Qingshuang sword slashed upwards with the sound of the wind and screaming, almost at the same time, Ning Yu pulled out the sword from the stone table, with a dangerous ding In front of his throat, he immediately changed his move and threw the long sword towards Jiang Li's chest.

Jiang Li leaned back to avoid it, stretched out his hands to support the stone table, his legs flew into the air, and kicked hard at the opponent's chest.

Ning Yu stepped back, Jiang Li had already turned around, and the second move was to stab him.

But Ning Yu only tilted his head, raised his sword, and let Ren Lai's dangerous piercing pierced his ear, and the other hand grabbed Jiang Li's arm as quickly as lightning and pulled him, causing him to involuntarily go along with it. In front of him is the vermilion railing of the pavilion.

When there was no time to spare, Jiang Li put a little force on his toes and turned over in the air. Just as he was about to land on the pavilion fence, Ning Yu's long sword swept towards him.

So Jiang Li lightly stepped on the blade of the sword, lifted his knee and slammed into Ning Yu's face, Ning Yu immediately leaned back a little, and took advantage of the momentum to send the long sword forward, Jiang Li suddenly lost his balance, Remembering the knee strike, he withdrew halfway, stepped on the sword body to borrow strength, the whole person floated and then jumped, seeing this, a smile flowed from Ning Yu's lips, and then he also stepped over the pavilion fence, swinging the sword to catch up.

The two quickly exchanged a few more moves in mid-air, and each fell, and outside the pavilion, below them, was a frozen vast ice lake.

As soon as he touched the surface of the lake, Jiang Li's expression changed instantly. His figure swayed and he staggered and fell on the ice. He still quickly stuck his sword in the ice to stabilize himself. He wanted to stand up, but the ice lake was very smooth. , it is difficult to exert force.In contrast, Ning Yu seemed much calmer. After he landed firmly on the lake, he leaned over and slid over, as light as a gust of wind blowing his face, but the sword he cut off exuded the coldness of death.

In desperation, Jiang Li had to roll and dodge, but Ning Yu chased and slashed and landed on the ice with a jingling sound. It was actually mixed with spotted scarlet.

At some point, Jiang Li's arm had been cut open with a long and narrow wound, and half of his hair was loose, black and soft hanging down his cheeks, with a few traces of silver faintly mixed in it.

He had never been in such a mess.Jiang Li stopped dodging, gritted his teeth, and slapped his palm on the ice, leaping into the air, the Qingshuang Sword was infused with internal strength and raised high, splitting the air!

Unexpectedly, the blow was missed, and Ning Yu leaned back, before his figure moved, the person had already floated a meter away like a ghost.

Fortunately, Jiang Li finally had a chance to catch his breath and landed on the ice lake again. This time he found the delicate balance. Although he swayed slightly, he finally stabilized.Jiang Li raised his hand to wipe the wound on his arm, twirled the slippery blood with his fingertips, and decided to make a quick decision. He took a deep breath, and the coolness of midwinter penetrated into his lungs with a faint smell of blood. "Longevity Formula", clearly felt the scorching blood rushing out of the dantian.

Jiang Li looked coldly at Ning Yu attacking again with a sword, and with a slight movement of his wrist, the next moment, a full moon bloomed!Jiang Li swung around and slashed horizontally, as if he had exerted a tremendous amount of force. The Qingshuang Sword let out an incomparably shrill scream, and the flying snow in the sky was stirred up by the sword energy. Turned into a murderous thin blade.

After a while, the sword energy dissipated, and the snowflakes fell slowly. Ning Yu was already standing two feet away, with a vertical sword in front of him. Several wounds as thin as cow hair were cut on the palm of his hand that was pressing on the sword. Blood, just bright red.Ning Yu put down his hand and smiled softly. Except for the insignificant wound, he was unharmed!

Since the "Longevity Formula" was published, it was the first time that someone escaped unscathed.

No one could see clearly what happened at that moment, but Jiang Li's heart sank completely and he understood.

Ning Yu's skill is not strong enough to compete with the "Secret of Longevity", but through the previous two fights, he has already figured out the Jinglan sword technique and Jiang Li's attack style. As long as Jiang Li makes a move, he can predict Which move is the shot in the middle, so as to respond quickly.

Just now, he turned back and retreated the moment Jiang Li raised his wrist, and relied on the smooth ice surface to increase his speed to the extreme and defuse the sure-killing sword.

On the icy lake, the enemy is ahead of schedule, and Ning Yu can be said to have the upper hand.

Across the boundless wind and snow, Jiang Li couldn't see Ning Yu's expression clearly, and couldn't hear his words clearly, but he also knew that he was saying, "The outcome has been decided."

Jiang Li didn't change his expression, he took a step forward on the ice lake, and then he rushed up with his sword: "It's not over yet!"

On the other side, outside the front hall of the Prajna Sect, Jianghu Zhengdao and the Prajna Sect members have been fighting for a long time, and the situation has gradually become stalemate.

They are better than the people in the Jianghu, but they are familiar with the terrain, and they are fighting and fleeing, shuttling and harassing among the many towers and halls, making it impossible for the people in the Jianghu to conquer. In addition, they have been inhaling the incense and poisonous smoke for a long time, and everyone's body also feels heavy and uncomfortable. stand up.

"Hiding and hiding, it's endless!" Qin Zheng slammed the Dragon Spear on the ground, staring at the black-clothed congregation passing by one by one, as if watching a nest of rats that couldn't be beaten.

"It's a waste of effort!" Someone echoed repeatedly.

Qi Zhaoxi withdrew his gaze from looking around, and said, "It's strange, why haven't we seen Yin Huaishu at this time."

With the character of this new Right Guardian, he will never hide in a certain place to wait for news, he must firmly grasp the situation in his own hands, not to mention that without Yin Huaishu's guidance, these guards would never be so flexible The earth has dealt with them to this day.

With a thought in his mind, Qi Zhaoxi turned his head to look at the tallest attic in the sect, named Drinking Star Terrace, a place where only old sect masters are eligible to drink.

Seeing this, the others also followed him to look at it. At this moment, a window on the drinking star platform moved, as if it was closed tightly by someone, and a figure appeared faintly behind the vermilion window lattice.

"It's right there!" Qin Zheng blurted out, and before Qi Zhaoxi could respond, he raised his spear and strode towards him. The others followed him and broke in. They saw that the attic was three stories high and the interior was beautifully decorated. They didn't care to take a closer look. , went straight to the stairs, not wanting to see the figure of Yin Huaishu leaning against the window as soon as he stepped on the stairs on the second floor.

Qin Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he picked up the Dragon Spear and stepped up three steps at a fast pace. When the last step stepped heavily on the steps, he heard a loud boom above his head, and Qin Zheng hurriedly retreated a few steps, hitting closely The people behind were stumbling around for a while.A series of iron bars were lowered in front of them amid thunderous explosions, tightly blocking the entrance of the stairs. Almost at the same time, an anxious voice came from behind: "Oops, the outside of the stairs is completely blocked by iron bars!"

When rushing upstairs, everyone was full of enthusiasm. They were afraid that if they were too slow, they would not be able to kill the demon cultivator. They followed very closely, and this trap blocked them on the narrow and long stairs. They were so crowded that their shoulders were close to each other, and it was difficult to lift weapons, let alone move.

"I knew it." Qi Zhaoxi was caught in the middle and shook his head helplessly.

In the attic, Yin Huaishu was copying his hands and said with a smile, "please enter the urn."

Qin Zheng was furious, his palms rattled against the iron bars: "Stop these insidious tricks, Yin Huaishu, if you are still a man, fight with me in a dignified manner!"

Yin Huaishu said: "I'm a despicable person, I can't beat you, so naturally I can only use these insidious tricks."

Qin Zheng clenched the iron railing tightly with one hand, staring at him with eyes wide open.

Qi Zhaoxi raised his eyes and saw that the top of the iron railing had pierced through the thick floor, knowing that it was indestructible, and sighed: "Let the old leader know that you changed his precious drinking star table into this look, I'm afraid it's not about climbing out of the coffin Come out and strangle you."

Yin Huaishu smiled, went to the table, grabbed a handful of black incense sticks, threw them into the incense burner, and a puff of green smoke wrapped in a strong smell curled up: "Then I will trouble the left protector to apologize to the old leader for me." .”

Everyone in the rivers and lakes hurriedly covered their mouths and noses tightly, gnashing their teeth with hatred, but they didn't dare to say anything more. They thought of ways, and even tried to use knives and swords to cut down the iron fence, but unfortunately it didn't work at all.

Yin Huaishu ignored them, pushed open the window and turned over, and was about to seal the window completely, when suddenly a black shadow flew towards him, so fast that he had no time to dodge, the black shadow had already broken through irresistibly The window pierced through his abdomen in an instant, causing him to fall on his back and fall off the eaves.

At the last moment, Qin Zheng tried his best to throw the Dragon Spear.His hands were still outstretched, his eyes were fixed on the blood splashed on the window paper, his chest was heaving violently, and he was out of breath.

Yin Huaishu fell to the stone floor, turned around and coughed up a pool of blood.He stood up, pulled out the black jade-like spear with a pale face, blood splashed out again, causing him to twitch involuntarily.

Outside the window was the place he had chosen to escape, and it was remote and deserted. Yin Huaishu managed to stand up, clutching his abdominal wound, and shuffled towards the outside of the classroom.He had already arranged for people from the Seven Killers to pick him up on the way down the mountain, and then went outside the town, leaving with Yin Huairou who was waiting.

In order to avoid being discovered by righteous people, he deliberately waited for these people to attack Jiuyuan Mountain, and when he had no time to pay attention to him, he sent someone to send Yin Huairou down the mountain.

Yin Huaishu's stay in the church was to attract those people from the Jianghu who had a deep hatred against him. Only those people would rush to the attic regardless of his whereabouts, and as long as the other party died, the remaining Jianghu people If you break the Prajna Sect, you will be satisfied, and you will not be reluctant to track down his whereabouts.

Although he was seriously injured right now, it wasn't considered fatal. When he got to the town, he was still sure to be rescued, and everything was not beyond his plan.

While thinking about it, the cold wind suddenly blew the scorched smoke, Yin Huaishu looked up, and not far away, an exquisite hexagonal small pavilion was burning fiercely, billowing black smoke billowed up, and the surrounding snow was also smoky. Ash.That small pavilion was the place where the past lords stored rare treasures, he sneered in his heart, thinking that this group of upright people in the martial arts world are nothing more than pious people, and they would inevitably scramble and burn it down if they are happy to see wealth.

However, the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore. The person standing outside the small pavilion quietly watching the raging fire was actually the maid he arranged to escort Yin Huairou down the mountain.

Yin Huaishu didn't care about the wound, rushed forward, grabbed the maid by the collar, his face was horrified: "Why are you here, didn't I order you to send Rourou down the mountain?"

The maid glanced at the small pavilion which was being licked by the flame red tongue.

"What's going on? Rourou is inside?" Yin Huaishu's voice trembled involuntarily, and he grabbed the maidservant's throat with one hand, "Speak!"

The maid's face flushed, and she replied hoarsely: "Master Xiao said that the person who will meet you is still waiting for you on the road, and she will give you the last chance to choose."

"..." Yin Huaishu was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, biting the name of the head of the Seven Killing Sect between his teeth, "Okay, okay! Xiao Lingyu!"

He pushed the maidservant away and jumped into the flames without hesitation.

The fire in the small pavilion was spreading crazily, and the jade and gold wares reflected changing flames. Yin Huairou sat down on the open space in the middle, clutching the string of Buddhist beads tightly in his hands, with his head down, and his shoulders shrinking timidly, Fortunately, sparks haven't splashed on her dress yet.

Yin Huaishu rolled on the ground, crushing the sparks on his body, and Yin Huairou immediately raised his head, with an expression that couldn't tell whether it was surprise or sadness: "Brother, you're here..."

Yin Huaishu pounced on her and hurriedly inspected her, he was relieved after confirming that there were no other injuries on her body, but when he looked at the door again, he knelt down again.

The fire was burning more and more fiercely, and the surrounding flames were rising. With his injuries, it was difficult for him to escape, let alone take Yin Huairou out unscathed.

"I'm sorry," Yin Huaishu closed his eyes in pain. There was tearing pain from the wound in his abdomen, and blood was still gushing out. He grabbed his sister's hand and finally shed tears, "It's me again. ...It was I who harmed you again... I'm really sorry, it would be fine if I hadn't been born..."

"Don't say that, don't say that!" Yin Huairou heard that he was crying, and hurriedly groped his face, wiping away his tears, "No one in this world treats me better than you, brother, Rourou is not afraid of making peace You die together."

Yin Huaishu shook his head sadly: "Silly girl, you don't understand...it's not like this, you could have lived happily ever after..."

After he said this, Yin Huairou was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed. She straightened up, stretched her arms around Yin Huaishu, put her forehead on his shoulder, and said, "I have been very happy in my life. I don't feel any pain at all."

Yin Huaishu's throat choked up, and he couldn't speak anymore.

The fire was burning.

The Dragon Spear under the Drinking Star Terrace was finally discovered by the Qingshan faction. Shen Shensi led people to find out the situation, climbed up to the second floor attic and groped for a long time before finding the mechanism and raising the iron bars.At this moment, the faces of all the people in Jianghu had turned blue, they rushed out of the building one by one, gasping for breath, and finally recovered after a while, almost collapsed to the ground.

Only Qin Zheng, leaning on the dragon spear, followed the blood spots along the way, and chased outside the small pavilion with hexagonal cornices. He stopped, silently watching the building that was engulfed by the flames, and heard the sound of the wood being burned. There was a crackling sound, and the heat wave rolled in, melting the flying snow, and the stars fell on his face, reflected by the fire, like tears.

Shen Shensi stood beside Qin Zheng, watching with him, even though he couldn't see clearly what was going on in the sea of ​​flames.

"Just let him be burned to death like this, it's too cheap for him." Finally, Qin Zheng said.

Shen Shensi sighed for a long time: "I heard a woman's voice came from inside, that blind girl should also be inside?"

"..." Qin Zheng's face was tense, and he didn't speak again. They stood silently like this until a thin layer of snow accumulated on their shoulders. Qin Zheng seemed to have seen enough, and suddenly laughed at himself, and turned around. Go, go slowly.

Shen Shensi watched his back go away, always feeling much older.

Shen Shensi stood alone in front of the small pavilion, staring at the raging fire in ecstasy, thinking that he should collect the corpses of the brother and sister inside.

Unexpectedly, this tranquility was quickly broken, the person who came was so skillful with lightness, he was already in front of him in a flash, panting anxiously: "Brother!"

Shen Shensi was taken aback for a moment, looking at Shen Zhiyan who appeared out of nowhere: "You...how are you here?!"

Compared with before he left, Shen Zhiyan was much haggard, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, he was dressed in aqua green robes, and his boots were covered with mud. Without answering, Shen Shensi already understood everything.

The younger brothers and younger sisters in charge of the guards were brought up by Shen Zhiyan. After all, they are not as cruel as Yin Huaishu. Seeing his pain and suffering, he was finally released. And he ran all the way to Jiuyuan Mountain, thinking that he never rested for a moment. of.

Shen Shensi looked at him and frowned, but she couldn't say a word of reproach.

"Brother, can you tell me where Qingyao is?" Shen Zhiyan asked.

Shen Shensi couldn't help hesitating, and at this pause, Shen Zhiyan understood, he turned his head and looked into the fire, his face was illuminated by the light of the fire, and in the next moment, he jumped into the sea of ​​flames.

"Knowledge—!" Shen Shensi couldn't stop her, and stomped her feet in anticipation.

Shen Zhiyan jumped over the ferocious flames and fell into the small pavilion, his beating heart froze for a moment. He saw Yin Huaishu propped up on the ground, half of his body was soaked in blood, his long hair was disheveled, and his face was pale. Only his lips were stained red with blood, against the endless fire behind him, he looked like a ghost in hell, while his sister was holding his arm, panicked and didn't know what to do.

Yin Huaishu saw him with his eyes that had gradually become lax, the corners of his lips curled up, and he exhaled weakly, "Why... are you still here..."

Shen Zhiyan stepped forward and hugged him in his arms: "I'll take you out."

"It's too late, I...can't do it anymore," Yin Huaishu was trembling all over, and with the last of his strength, he handed the hand of his sister, who had been clutching in his palm, to Shen Zhiyan's hand, "You're here... just take my place Take good care of her...she is clean...has never done anything bad..."

"Okay, okay, I promise you everything!" Shen Zhiyan said anxiously, "Qingyao, stop talking, there is still time, I will take you out!"

"There is a sentence that I thought I had no chance to tell you." Yin Huaishu ignored his words, and smiled to himself, "You said that in Suzhou City...if it was you...afterwards, I always I can't help but think the same way...it would be nice if I met you...but it's too late...too late..."

His life was absurd, and at the end, there was only this sentence left: "It's too late."

Yin Huaishu's voice disappeared in the scorching wind of the fire.

Yin Huairou hurriedly moved forward, but still did not hear his weak breathing, she was stunned for a moment, and called, "Brother?"

In the silence there is only the sound of burning.

It was the first time since she was born that she didn't hear her brother's response. Yin Huairou's shoulders trembled, as if she had just realized what had happened, she threw herself on Yin Huaishu and cried bitterly.

She was crying heartbroken, and hearing it broke her heart. Shen Zhiyan gently brushed away the messy hair on Yin Huaishu's forehead, and wiped away the blood and stains on his face, but when he touched the warm drops of water, his fingers felt scalded. Shrinking, I realized that I was also crying.

The fire burned through the small pavilion, and the eaves of Liang Yu let out a toothache and overwhelmed moan. Shen Shensi was running around anxiously outside, but there was nothing he could do. Seeing that the building was about to fail, no one came out.

Shen Shensi stood still abruptly, lifted up the hem of his clothes and tied them up, determined to go in and give it a try.

At this time, a blurred figure finally appeared behind the flames. Shen Shensi took a closer look, and saw Shen Zhiyan holding the blind girl in one hand and Yin Huaishu in his arms with the other. The surging waves landed far away in the white snow.

Behind him, the small pavilion collapsed.