Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Most of Tang Guichen's blood sprayed on the neck of the boy in her arms. The warm and sticky blood made the boy's face change greatly.

The boy almost cried and shouted: "Auntie Guichen!"

Tang Guichen tried to squeeze out a smile and said: "Changfeng, I'm fine."

Chiwu Xingzhe and seven other masters of the heaven surrounded Tang Guichen and Dugu Changfeng in the middle. There were golden eagles and Buddhist slaves hovering in the sky. Tang Guichen also accepted her fate.

She knew that she could not escape tonight.

Chiwu Xingzhe slowly said: "The Queen Mother has passed down an oral order. It would be best if you can be brought back to the heaven alive. If you can't bring you back alive, take your body back.

Tang Guichen, considering that you and I still have some friendship in the past, you should give up the sword.

Otherwise, tonight is your death!"

Tang Guichen is Qin Feng's daughter, and she betrayed the heaven, causing the Queen Mother of the West, as her master, to bear huge public pressure in the heaven.

Four years ago, during the battle at the Great Snow Mountain, Chiwu Xingzhe wanted to capture Tang Guichen, but was ruined by the sudden arrival of Xuanying.

Unexpectedly, four or five years have passed, and Queen Mother of the West still hasn't given up on hunting Tang Guichen.

Tang Guichen said: "As everyone knows, I am the daughter of Qin Feng, the son of Xukong in the human world. I will never go back to heaven with you. If you want to kill me, just kill me. Why pretend to be so?

But this child is innocent, I hope you can show mercy."

Chiwu Xingzhe sneered: "You are not qualified to negotiate with me. I will say one last thing, will you give up the sword?"

Tang Guichen knew that Chiwu Xingzhe would not forgive this child, and showed a helpless smile.

Qingsheng said: "Changfeng, I have implicated you, are you afraid of death?"

Changfeng, of course, is the illegitimate son of Yu Linglong and Li Qingfeng, Dugu Changfeng.

Dugu Changfeng shook his head and said, "You didn't implicate Changfeng, and Changfeng is not afraid of death."

Chiwu Xingzhe said, "Then I will send you to the underworld together! Go!"

The other six people around him smiled grimly when they heard this, and shot out the magic swords in their hands together.

Tang Guichen knew that he couldn't block it, so he simply stopped blocking it and hugged Dugu Changfeng tightly, waiting to be pierced by the six magic swords.

At this moment, a mysterious force shot out from the small Longmen Inn in the darkness not far away.

The six magic swords shot at Tang Guichen were all frozen about ten feet around Tang Guichen.

Then, the six magic swords reflected back along the original path.

The six men in black clothes changed their faces, but these six people had extremely high cultivation levels, and they should have come from the same school. They used the same body skills to avoid the magic swords that flew back, grasped the hilts, and regained control of their magic weapons.

In the darkness, a man's low and hoarse voice came: "Can you give us a way to live? Don't kill us all."

The Red Crow Walker took two steps forward and squinted his eyes to look at the inn in the dark.

His expression was very solemn.

The six companions around him, although their cultivation was not as high as his, were definitely top-notch masters of the time.

The other party was hiding in the dark, dozens of feet away, but with just one force, he was able to instantly repel all the magic weapons of the six masters, and almost injured six people.

The man in the inn had an unimaginable high cultivation.

The Red Crow Walker said: "We are chasing the wanted criminal and disturbed you. Please forgive us.

You don't want to interfere in the affairs of the heaven, do you?"

The low and hoarse voice of the man came from the inn again.

He said slowly: "If it is a matter of the human world, I will not intervene.

But I have to intervene in the affairs of the heaven.

This is the human world, not the heaven.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival in the human world. I don't want to kill anyone. You go away."

"What a big tone! Get out!"

A man in black clothes shouted and slashed with a sword.

The powerful sword energy instantly condensed into a giant sword of more than ten feet in size, carrying the force of thunder and lightning, and slashed towards the inn not far away.

As long as it was hit, the inn would be immediately reduced to dust.

"I didn't want to kill anyone, since you are looking for death, then die!"

The man snorted coldly.

Then a sword light shot out from the inn.

The wind was blowing hard, and yellow sand filled the sky.

There was no earth-shaking sound. When the yellow sand passed, the powerful sword energy slashed by the man in black clothes had already disappeared, and he himself was already lying on the yellow sand.

The head and body had been separated, and they were scattered about ten feet apart.

His eyes were fixed on the bright moon in the sky.

He never figured out how he died until he died.

Tang Guichen was the first to react.

The death of the black-clothed man just left a gap in the encirclement on the west.

She held Dugu Changfeng and immediately used her skills to rush towards the dark inn.

Seeing that one of their own people had been killed, Chiwu Xingzhe was shocked.

Because even they didn't see clearly how their fellow master had his head cut off.

Seeing that Tang Guichen wanted to escape into the inn to seek the protection of the master, Chiwu Xingzhe and others immediately took action.

It took four years to track down Tang Guichen who was living in seclusion in a small mountain village at the foot of the Qinling Mountains.

If Tang Guichen escaped this time, it would be difficult to find her again.

Tang Guichen suddenly felt a flash in front of her eyes, as if a figure flew out of the inn and flew past her eyes, but the other party's speed was too fast, and she didn't see it clearly.

The figure blocked the six people including Chiwu Xingzhe who were chasing after him the next moment.

The strong wind blew up again, as if forming a tornado, and rolled the yellow sand into the sky.

In the yellow sand, there were flashes of swords and shadows, whistling and shouting, and the collision of swords and knives was like firecrackers, crackling, almost without pause.

It didn't last long, only half a cup of tea.

The collision disappeared, the flashes of swords and shadows also disappeared, the wind was weak, and the yellow sand fell to the ground again.

Tang Guichen looked up and saw seven people standing in the yellow sand not far away, one in the middle and six around.

She knew that the man who saved her was the man in the middle.

The man had long hair and a long beard. He had a sword in his hand, but it was inserted into the scabbard.

He held the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand, lowering his head, as if he had just put the sword back into the scabbard, and seemed to be ready to draw the sword at any time.

Plop! With a muffled sound, the head of a standing man in black clothes slowly slipped from his shoulders.

Then, the second, the third... six heads slipped one by one, and six headless corpses sprayed in blood and slowly fell on the sand dunes.

Only Chiwu Xingzhe was left.

Chiwu Xingzhe gasped for breath, looked at all his companions of the Four Supremes around him, and then looked down at his armor.

There was a sword mark on the armor on his chest, and a faint blood slowly overflowed from the damaged area.

His voice was a little trembling, and he said: "What a fast sword! You could have killed me just now, why didn't you do it!"

The man said lightly: "There is indeed a deep hatred between you and me, but for the sake of an old friend, I will let you go tonight.

The next time we meet, I will not show mercy to you.

Before I change my mind, take your golden eagle Buddha slave and get out."