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Heavy snow fell.

Two figures fell into the forest.

"Master, Master, please take a rest. You will die if you continue like this!"

Zhuang Chen's voice sounded with tears. Both the master and the apprentice were covered with hideous blood stains, but the situation of the old man with the magic sword was even worse. The blood holes made people's scalps numb. The old man who used to be strong and mighty now looked extremely embarrassed and sad.

Zhuang Chen looked at his master's appearance, tears fell like rain, and his heart was broken.

The changes tonight were a bit too heavy for him, who was only twelve years old, not only mentally, but also physically. In the chaos, a ray of energy almost broke his sword bone, but even so, he lost his foundation and became a useless person.

The old man with the magic sword smiled and stroked the top of Zhuang Chen's head:

"It's okay, I can still hold on. You will be safe when we reach Zhenwu Mountain."

He looked a little regretful. It was a pity that he would not live to see the day when Zhuang Chen grew up. It was a pity that his sword did not kill the evildoer, but only cut off one of his arms.

"Chen'er, you have to live."

He silently said in his heart.

He carried Zhuang Chen on his back, and then encouraged the remaining energy in his body to continue running, and the speed was like extreme electricity.

But the cracks in the Yuandan in his body have become more and more conspicuous, and it is shaky, as if it will collapse in the next moment.

After using the sword pill disintegration method, his combat power has skyrocketed. If he fights to death, he can at least drag two or three Yuandan realm black-clothed men to take the blame, but in that case, Zhuang Chen will inevitably fall into the hands of those people.

Therefore, the old man with the magic sword did not fight to death, but instead made a feint and took Zhuang Chen out of the siege. Now he has been escaping for a day and a night.

At the moment, his only obsession is to send Zhuang Chen to Zhenwu Mountain, so that he can be truly safe.

As for handing it over to others.

He was worried.

The old man with the magic sword had a firm look in his eyes. This place was very close to Zhenwu Mountain, and he had to hold on.

...

A moment later.

Several figures with strong auras appeared in the forest. They looked at the traces left here, their eyes full of murderous intent:

"Damn old thing, he actually tricked me and let him escape!"

"He broke my arm, but it's a pity that I can't take off the old man's head myself." Someone gritted his teeth in anger.

The sudden outburst of the old man with the magic sword caught everyone off guard and they all suffered a great loss. If the old man with the magic sword didn't just want to escape, I'm afraid that several of them would have died there.

The leader snorted coldly:

"But this old guy also paid a price. He ran so far with all his might. I'm afraid he has only one breath left. Even the gods can't save him."

The others all looked at the leader:

"Do you want to continue chasing?"

The leader's eyes flickered once or twice, and finally waved his hand and said:

"Don't chase him. Judging from the route this old guy took, his destination should be Zhenwu Mountain. If we get closer and provoke Longshan Zhenren, I'm afraid we won't have a good ending. Moreover, there is an even more powerful Tianjian Zhenren in Zhenwu Mountain, who is a peerless strongman at the level of the Tianren List!"

When talking about Longshan Zhenren, everyone was just slightly afraid, but when talking about Tianjian Zhenren, everyone's body tensed up instantly.

There is still a big gap between ordinary Tianren realm and Tianren list strongmen.

"It's a pity that the old man Shenjian can't survive, but it's a pity that the fat boy's innate sword bone is originally an excellent medicine..."

The leader sighed softly.

Someone hesitated and said:

"If Master Longshan knew..."

"Master Longshan is new to the Heavenly Man Realm, so he is not afraid. The key is Master Tianjian. If he meddles in other people's business, I am afraid..."

Everyone was silent.

Originally, the raid on the Divine Sword Sect was to cover up the incident, but now it seems to have caused more noise.

The leader suddenly cursed:

"If those stupid guys hadn't said that someone was investigating them and refused to take action this time, the old man Shenjian would never have had a chance to escape."

After a pause, he continued:

"Let's stop for a while. Master Tianjian is said to have a short life span and a lonely personality. He may not care about such trivial matters."

"You can keep a close eye on the movements of Zhenwu Mountain and see how it reacts."

Everyone nodded.

Then the figures flashed and disappeared. The heavy snow continued to fall, and the traces were gradually covered by the snowflakes.

...

Zhenwu Mountain.

It's within reach.

The old man's legs softened, and the last breath of energy and spirit leaked out. Blood holes kept bursting out of his body, and he fell directly to the ground and rolled far away. Zhuang Chen also fell several times.

Zhuang Chen looked at his master who was already on the verge of death, and his eyes turned red.

"Master, we have reached Zhenwu Mountain, we have reached Zhenwu Mountain, you hold on!"

Now there would be no enemies chasing him, Zhuang Chen carried the old man on his back and rushed towards the gate of Zhenwu Mountain.

A shrill and sad roar sounded:

"Ning Qi, help! Ning Qi, help!"

The disciples guarding the mountain of Zhenwu Sect were all startled, and after seeing the two bloody figures in the distance, they were all horrified.

Soon.

Taoist Longshan arrived, Ning Qi and many true disciples all rushed over.

After seeing the miserable appearance of Zhuang Chen and the old man, everyone was shocked, not knowing what had happened.

"Senior, please save my master!" Zhuang Chen cried. He looked miserable and not as lively as before.

Ning Qi helped him up and sighed inwardly.

He had spent some time with Zhuang Chen. Although the little fat man was a bit talkative, he was not a bad person.

In the current scene, I am afraid that something has happened to the Divine Sword Sect.

Taoist Longshan saw his old friend's eyes closed, and he felt sad in his heart. He did not hesitate, and immediately helped the old man of Shenjian to check the situation inside his body. Seeing this, Taoist Longshan couldn't help but turn pale, and his heart became even more sad. .

Ning Qi also quietly revealed a ray of Gang Qi, and then fell silent.

He also created some secret healing techniques, but the current situation of the old man with the sword is really too bad. The Yuan Dan is shattered, and wisps of Gang Qi are scattered into the limbs, bones, and even the internal organs. There are also hideous external and internal injuries. Life is close to extinction.

You can imagine.

In order to reach Zhenwu Mountain, this old man unleashed such amazing willpower.

If Old Man Shenjian's condition were better, he might be able to hang on to his life and slowly study a cure, but now, time is too late.

He could only barely use secret techniques to activate the last bit of vitality in the old man with the sword.

Zhuang Chen had noticed something from the silence of everyone. He kept wiping his tears with the back of his hand and was about to kneel down, but an arm had already grabbed him, and the hoarse voice of the old man with the sword sounded:

"Chen'er, you know your master's situation. It's good that you are safe."

Zhuang Chen burst into tears.

The old man with the sword turned his head towards Taoist Longshan.

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"Brother Longshan."

This first sentence made Taoist Longshan feel sad. At this moment, he hoped that the old man of Shenjian would laugh and scold him with a smile, "Longshan is a bullshit." ’

Taoist Longshan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes:

"Brother Shenjian, what happened? How could you be so seriously injured?"

The old man with the divine sword looked dark.

"Unfortunate family background..."

He began to speak slowly.

Although I don’t know the reason why those people attacked the Divine Sword Gate, the old man of Divine Sword is not a fool, and he can probably guess it.

Wait for him to finish.

Taoist Longshan and Ning Qi looked at each other, and their bodies shook subconsciously.

"Human blood pool? Dong He's betrayal? Men in black attack the Divine Sword Gate at night!"

They just felt that this scene was so similar to what happened at Xuemei Villa back then. Ning Qi's father had also informed Taoist Longshan in a letter that he had important matters to discuss, and then his family was exterminated. For some reason, they only felt that this There may be unusual secrets hidden in the human blood pool. Perhaps Ning Qi's father discovered something similar back then.

There is an invisible hand behind the scenes that is controlling everything.

Ning Qi's eyes narrowed slightly.

Taoist Longshan also thought of this and asked in a deep voice:

"Brother Shenjian, is it Xueyulou who takes action?"

The old man Shenjian didn't know why Taoist Longshan mentioned the Blood Rain Tower, but he just shook his head slowly and said:

"It's not the Blood Rain Tower. The martial arts methods are a bit unclear, but it doesn't look like a traditional martial artist from Dayan. It's a bit strange."

He looked at Taoist Longshan apologetically:

"Brother Longshan, I just hope I won't cause you any trouble."

Taoist Longshan sighed:

"At this time, why should we be so open to each other? Don't worry, I will continue to investigate and won't let the Divine Sword Sect perish in vain. These evil people use human blood as a pool, and they don't know what they are doing. I will never let them go!"

The old man Shenjian suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so freely and wantonly that he even coughed up blood from laughing, but he didn't mind at all. He had no regrets in having such a friend once in his life.

"Brother Longshan, you are the only one who has been able to catch my eye after so many years. It's a pity that I haven't been able to take Zhenwu Mountain back from your hands until my death. I have to admit that you are really quite capable!"

Taoist Longshan also smiled, his eyes slightly moist.

Everyone was silent, Zhuang Chen sobbed.

Ning Qi sighed in his heart, the vitality in the old man of Excalibur was already weakening.

He pulled Zhuang Chen and looked at Taoist Longshan:

"Brother Longshan, I ask you one last thing."

"Say." Taoist Longshan didn't hesitate at all.

The old man of Divine Sword looked at Zhuang Chen lovingly, touched his head with his big dry hand, and said with a smile:

"In my life, I am most proud of having a disciple like Chen'er. Not only because he has an innate sword bone, but also because he has an innocent heart. He is a good boy, but he suffered a great disaster just because he followed me. "

"Now the sword bones in his body are broken and his foundation is completely destroyed. Please accept him as your disciple."

"If his sword bones can be revived in the future and he breaks out of his cocoon and is reborn, he will definitely become a top powerhouse in the Zhenwu Sect. If...if he cannot find a way to revive him, then let him safely become an ordinary person on the Zhenwu Mountain."

His eyes were pleading and his voice became lower and lower.

Taoist Longshan held his hands and agreed without hesitation:

"Don't worry, from now on, he will be my tenth true successor, Taoist Longshan. No matter whether his sword bones can be revived or not, I will protect him for the rest of his life!"

"Chen'er, become my disciple!" The old man of Divine Sword shouted vigorously.

Zhuang Chen burst into tears, but he still knelt down respectfully in front of Taoist Longshan and kowtowed.

Taoist Longshan helped him up.

The old man's eyes were almost closed, and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible:

"Thank you, thank you."

He approached Taoist Longshan and said with all his strength:

"Chen'er knows that the Sword Master inheritance I received back then can be regarded as his apprenticeship ceremony."

Ning Qi heard it and sighed in his heart.

When parents love their children, they have far-reaching plans. Master, master, is like a father.

The old man with the magic sword smiled and waved to Zhuang Chen, then slowly closed his eyes, and his life was completely cut off.

Everyone was silent, leaving only Zhuang Chen's crying.