Beauty crowns the world [Rebirth]

Chapter 5 Thousands of Lights at Night (25)

Shen Zhu's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

Jiang Qihe's fierce sword suddenly turned soft, brushed Shen Xuan's shoulder, and stood still three feet away.

Shen Zhu turned around eagerly, but what he saw was Jiang Qihe took out two balls of cotton from the Hongmeng Ring and stuffed them into his ears.Then Jiang Qihe made a wrong step, flipped his wrists, and swiped at him with both swords staggered!

light.

The sword light scattered down like mighty snow.Shen Du's eyes flickered, even though Jiang Qihe made a gesture of not wanting to talk to him, he still said a word:

"Is it wrong for me to sacrifice my beloved for the sake of the common people and righteousness?"

No one can tell whether he is right or wrong, things in this world are not right or wrong.Jiang Qihe understood Shen Du's mouth shape, and the corners of his lips twitched, revealing a smile.

The smile meant nothing, and the eyes were as cold as water.The corner of frosty white clothes fluttered in the wind, Jiang Qihe suddenly turned around, Duanying light sword cut through Shen Juan's chest, and then made a wrong step, another long sword pierced into his body from the back of his heart.

Jiang Qihe's sword intent was very light, like a gust of wind blowing over the misty water, with a gentle and poetic flavor, soft and long.

Shen Xuan's eyes widened, the brightly lit corridor in front of him gradually faded from his vision, the dark night and the sky full of fireflies spread behind him, the long river reflected the stars, and the silver light flickered and danced.

The young man in shabby clothes and wounds walked out from the small cobblestone path, his eyes flashed with surprise when he saw him.

The boy once belonged to him, but the boy cannot be young forever.

The long river of time flows mercilessly, and the surrounding scenes change, Shen Wang came to the blue sea of ​​mist again, and under his persecution, the person with a tinge of frost finally turned around and jumped into the sea of ​​sin.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a sigh, he slowly closed his eyes——Jiang Qihe pulled the sword out of his body, blood gushed out immediately, and splashed into flowers on the bluestone ground.

Jiang Qihe retreated to Lu Yunshen's side, and shook off the blood remaining on the sword, his eyes were half-closed, and no expression could be seen on his plain white face.

Suddenly, he glanced up and said: "I'd better go find Lian Shanhe, look at this posture, he won't show up before the fight here is over."

"Be careful." Lu Yunshen no longer tried to stop him, "He has the Heavenly Mirror, and it is rumored that the mirror possesses part of the power of the Heavenly Dao."

"I will." Jiang Qihe nodded seriously.

With a little tiptoe, he flew over the half-collapsed human wall, stepped on the heads of some elders or heads, and walked towards the location of the Eye of the Underworld.

At this moment, Qiaoque's voice rang out, high pitched, sharp and piercing: "Don't go—Jiang Qihe, you'd better leave Huangquan immediately—"

"When I kill Lian Shanhe, I will leave." Jiang Qihe said flatly, and took the sword in his left hand back to the Hongmeng Ring, leaving only Duanying in his hand.

He was moving too fast, and Qiaoque and Qinmo were entangled with others, unable to get out to stop him.

Lu Yunshen frowned sharply, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a moon-white robe floating out from the corner at the other end of the corridor.

Lian Shanhe stood between two stone lanterns, holding a diamond-shaped mirror half a foot long and wide. The hand hanging by his side couldn't help rubbing the fan bone. His eyes were still smiling, but there was a bit more irony in his eyes. .

"I thought that if all the elders of the top ten sects join hands together, the effect will be better than that of 500 years ago." Lian Shanhe said slowly, his voice was not loud, but in the tunnel where the weapons kept meeting each other , very clearly, "I didn't expect that the kung fu of a stick of incense will pass, and it will still stay where it is."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Jiang Qihe turned his hand holding the sword, slowly raised his eyelids, and asked him in his usual tone.

Lian Shanhe chuckled: "I want to help you all, to save the common people in the world."

"Then you are really righteous." Jiang Qihe stopped three feet away from Lian Shanhe, raised Duanying light sword suddenly, and the bright light swept away.Chen Yi immediately stepped out from Lian Shanhe's side, and struck Jiang Qihe's sword with his long stick, making a soft sound.

The boy was dressed in gray, and the ends of the black cloth rose and fell with his movements, drawing a silent arc.

Jiang Qihe maintained the movement of stepping on the void, and lowered his eyes to look at Chen Yi. Apart from a young face and a young and delicate skin, this man exuded the same aura and aura as he met in the Yanqin Cave. The blind old man who has been there twice is similar.

"Who are you?" Jiang Qihe asked.

Chen Yi's expression remained unchanged, the corners of his lips straightened: "A fortune teller."

With a "tsk", Jiang Qihe suddenly drew his sword back, turned over and landed in mid-air, "Since it's a fortune-telling, why do you use a walking stick as a short weapon to fight in close quarters? You might as well use a sword."

Chen Yiben was able to barely stand on the spot by relying on the opposing forces, but Jiang Qihe's sudden retreat made him stagger a step forward and almost fell down.He used the stone lantern at the side to stabilize his figure a little bit, when he heard a bang, Jiang Qihe threw a sword in front of him.

The young man didn't pick it up, straightened his back and swung the long staff horizontally again, sweeping towards Jiang Qihe.

Jiang Qihe thought that this man was playing tricks, he took a few tricks as if he was playing, and then picked up a gust of sword wind, swept him to the side, then turned around and stepped in front of Lian Shanhe.

Lian Shanhe still had that calm expression on his face, facing Jiang Qihe's aggressive sword moves, he just defended and didn't attack, avoiding without muddling.He intentionally lured Jiang Qihe to the location of the Eye of the Underworld, how could Jiang Qihe do what he wished, pointing the tip of his sword at the dome, he made countless moves in an instant, and overturned the bluestone bricks on the top.

The cracks spread radially outward, Jiang Qihe swung his sword again, only to hear a loud bang, Lian Shanhe's way of retreating was blocked.

"You think this can stop me?" Lian Shanhe raised his eyebrows.

"Of course not." Jiang Qihe smiled slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the broken stone and wall exploded suddenly, and a mechanism puppet stretched out its arms, and grabbed Lian Shanhe's neck with lightning speed.

This is the retractable mechanism that Jiang Qihe snatched from Qiaoque just now.

Lian Shanhe gave a cold "heh", and threw out the sky mirror in his hand.The lights on the entire corridor dimmed in an instant, only the diamond-shaped mirror floating in the air remained dimly lit.Lian Shanhe shook his folding fan to sweep away a gust of wind, and the sky mirror turned rapidly, and the light gradually became brighter, comparable to the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

"Jiang Qihe is back!" I don't know if it was the shout of the hunting soul Chuanyang or the Qin Demon, but after passing through the long corridor, it was blurred to only a tinkle.

But at this moment, even if Jiang Qihe wanted to retreat, there was nothing he could do!

Seen from behind Jiang Qihe, the light emitted from the sky mirror is like circular arcs, covering him from top to bottom; the pale golden light film rises from the ground to a high place, and finally gathers at a certain place in the sky mirror. At one point, it condenses into a spherical shape.

"It's over..." Qiaoque's lips trembled slightly, looking at the distant scene in disbelief.

Hunting Soul Chuanyang used a long bow as a knife, stabbed fiercely into the chest of a certain elder who was coming with a sword, and then kicked him away mercilessly. Transfer out?"

Qin Mo lowered his brows and shook his head: "No, the deployment of the teleportation array takes time, not so fast."

"I would have set up a teleportation array here if I knew it earlier." Hunting Soul Chuanyang spat on the ground.

Lu Yunshen said "no" softly, and then flashed out from the spot.He held the sword in one hand, and raised his right hand to grab it across the air. The person trapped under the sky mirror suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew towards his heart.

But Tian Jing's speed was faster than Lu Yunshen, and the thunder exploded in the narrow and long corridor, the light suddenly rose and died, and the air wave swept past, causing Huang Quan to collapse a foot down.

boom--

The thunder did not stop, one after another came from all directions, forcing those who were still standing here to form barriers to resist.

Lian Shanhe drew out the thunder calamity, and it wasn't the tempered thunder calamity brought down by the way of heaven when his realm was elevated, but the thunder calamity punished by heaven!

The condensed barrier was shattered almost instantly, but at the same time, the ethereal sound of the zither rang out amidst bursts of thunder, and then the arrows rushed into the dome, turning into streamers like fireworks, pouring down.Qiaoque summoned a huge mechanism puppet from the Primordial Ring, and manipulated it to kneel down and block it above his head.

The three of them were forced to be like mice living in the cracks, back to back, squeezed into the cramped space created by the mechanism puppets.

Qiaoque gritted her teeth: "We can't last long!"

The sound of the piano flowed by, and the piano demon tried to escape with the teleportation array, but to no avail. "The space is closed by the sky mirror, the teleportation array is invalid!"

"Is there any other way?" Hunting Soul Chuanyang roared.

Qin Mo's eyes widened: "Can I die here today?"

Qiaoque asked: "How about breaking the underworld forcibly?"

……

The voices of the three people disappeared under the thunder bombardment in an instant, and Lu Yunshen had no time to care whether the people behind him were dead or alive. After chopping it several times, it is now precariously hovering in mid-air.

The natal sword was a part of his body, and Lu Yunshen could clearly feel it trembling and resisting, because the soul attached to it was being pulled away bit by bit by external force.

Jiang Qihe...

His Ah He.

The edge of the blowing dust epee was deflected, Lu Yunshen burst out suddenly, and the piercing sword energy swept away, freezing every inch it passed.

He knocked down the thunder with one sword, split the long wind with one sword, and his movement was so fast that he couldn't see where he was with all his eyesight.

But the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Calamity was endless, and because of Lu Yunshen's resistance, it fell even more intensively.

boom--

The cyan light smashed into the narrow corridor with a huge wind and wave, directly hitting the suspended streamer, and exploding sparks.In the void, Lu Yunshen's movement of turning around froze suddenly, coughing up a big mouthful of blood.

The sky mirror is still turning.

At the first moment when the white light exploded, Jiang Qihe was deprived of his vision, and then the thunder roared, and he lost his hearing.

Jiang Qihe knew that his soul was gradually being separated from Kurongjian, but he couldn't do anything.His hands and feet no longer belonged to him, and he even thought he was only conscious.

This feeling is more cruel than that night in Jiangyang City, when the soul body was crushed by external force in Xiaoyeshi, and even pure death is gentler than this.

He must have lost, lost to Lian Shanhe who was in charge of Tianjing.

What happens after losing?Died in the eyes of the underworld just like the sea of ​​sins were quelled last time?

But...he was so lightly and cleverly sleeping with the Eye of the Underworld, so what about Lu Yunshen?

Could it be that Lu Yunshen watched him become like this, but was helpless.Would Lu Yunshen think that once again, he was unable to save the person who died in front of him.

Jiang Qihe thought of Lu Yunshen's teardrops that fell on the moss that night under the Lanjiang River; he thought of the man throwing away the flower branches outside the ancient pagoda, holding his head and tremblingly saying the word "too late".

He thought of Lu Yunshen's windy and snow-like aura, and the frozen desolation in Lu Yunshen's heart.

Lu Yunshen has guarded a sea where no one returns for 500 years, and he finally found someone, but if this person dies, how will Lu Yunshen survive?

The blue hair on Chuiyun Island has turned into white hair. After he is dead, what else can Lu Yunshen not give up?

Will Lu Yunshen go with him?

Lu Yunshen will definitely follow behind.

Panic suddenly filled his heart, and Jiang Qihe struggled desperately.He didn't know if his eyes were wide open in a daze at this time, and he was looking for someone in the endless darkness with trembling fingers, but he stubbornly twisted his hands and feet that were no longer moving, trying to recall his sword from the ruins.

But it was useless, he was still breaking away from Lu Yunshen's natal sword, the force was everywhere, tearing him away, wanting him to leave.

A short moment, a long life, powerless, untouchable.

In the boundless darkness, Jiang Qihe heard a simple and leisurely soft sound, and a breeze rushed towards his face, but at this moment, the light suddenly brightened, and that force directly pierced his heart, tearing his entire soul to pieces!

In the underworld, the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Calamity suddenly ceased, and the Heavenly Mirror fell back into Lian Shanhe's hand, and the streamer in the air turned into a snow-white epee and fell to the ground with a thud. Scars criss-crossed across the body of the sword, from the hilt to the tip of the sword. Like dry and cracked land.

"Lord Lu, it's meaningless." Lian Shanhe lifted his eyelids, lightly tapped the folding fan in his palm, and said in a warm voice, "If you struggle again, your natal sword will shatter."

Behind him, in front of him, Huangquan has become ruins, rocks are lying on the ground, the wall is decayed, the moment the sky mirror is put into the Primordial Ring, the last light in the corridor is swallowed by darkness.

At this time, a shimmering debris appeared in the air, and it flew towards the Eye of the Underworld.

"Look, this is your Jiang Qihe." Lian Shanhe raised his hand and pointed, and the turbulence reappeared in an instant, and the crimson water rushed from the corner of the corridor and overflowed the road.

The folding fan twirled lightly between his fingers, Lian Shanhe touched his chest with his right hand, leaned forward to salute, and said with a laughing voice, "He broke the Eye of the Underworld, thank you so much."