[Rebirth] Chivalry

"Ahem..." Wei Lang staggered back a few steps, the blood in his internal organs surged, and he was already injured.He looked in disbelief at Wei Ruowu who seemed to be unscathed standing not far away, and his mind was already shaken.Wei Lang couldn't help turning his head to glance at Bai Shaohua, Bai Shaohua snorted coldly, and finally took a step forward slowly.

"Useless stuff." Bai Shaohua signaled Wei Lang to back away, then looked directly at Wei Ruowu and said, "The youngest chief disciple of Wukong Wujing, how long have you been practicing swordsmanship?"

Wei Ruowu didn't have any extra expressions or words, and said directly: "300 years."

"300 years." Bai Shaohua repeated softly, and then stretched out his right hand, a sword hilt embroidered with embossed patterns slowly emerged from his sleeve. "It takes mere 300 years to cultivate the sword heart. It's good luck to find a good seedling. At the beginning, it took me 300 years to gain a firm foothold in the Poison Sect, and another 300 years It is a pity to become the heir personally appointed by the Poison Sect's suzerain..."

Yan Buwai clapped his hands, turned his head and said to Mingliu: "I remember now! I also wonder why this person always looks familiar, Bai Shaohua——he is the young master who defected from the Central Plains Poison Sect without announcing his name. Tossed and turned into the demon world! That’s right, if it’s him, he’s naturally resistant to poison. So your vines won’t work on him, so you don’t have to try to help Wei Ruowu at this point. Run before they fight! Hurry!"

"But I don't have such good luck as you. All I meet are people who are not malicious to you. I don't have the heart of cultivation like you..." Bai Shaohua smiled lightly, and his dimpled face seemed to be full of sweetness. A bit innocent and cute, but the words spoken are creepy: "So you go to die for me!"

There was only a ghostly scream, and Bai Shaohua pulled out a strange long sword glowing with blood. In an instant, it seemed that all the evil spirits in the world gathered here. The vicious and hateful curse of the undead roared towards Wei Ruowu with overwhelming momentum!

Wei Ruowu's eyes were piercing, a light layer of pure white qi condensed on the Shuiwu sword, following the fluctuations of the bloody qi wave, he kept wandering, waiting for the opportunity to find loopholes, and defusing them skillfully Seeing the oncoming monstrous sword energy, his eyes sharpened immediately, and he asked, "Bai Shaohua! Why is the Crossing Evil Sword in your hand!"

Crossing Evil Sword is the fifth sword cast by the pen of God. ——The Wufeng Sword is a pair of double swords.Since the duel between Youxian Zun and the suzerain of the demon world at that time passed away, there was no news about this divine sword at the same time, but when people were looking for it, they accidentally found the One Night Sword, which was born in the light of the extreme day. The sword cultivator at that time invited the Yixi sword to the infinite sky at the cost of dedicating his sword heart for his whole life, and since then he has gained the reputation of the sword cultivator of the boundless sky Tianjing Peak for thousands of years.

"Is it strange? What's so strange." Bai Shaohua laughed lowly: "People in the Central Plains are easy to be proud. If they think that Jiuyuan Yixi and Du'e Wufeng were born in the Central Plains, the position of the sword master is inevitable." It belongs to you. It’s a pity, a pity, Wei Ruowu, I’m only telling you this once, you have to hear it clearly—Du E Jian personally chose me, I didn’t snatch you!”

After all, Bai Shaohua cut the palm of his left hand, and the blood stained the blade of the Du'e sword, making a sizzling sound as if it had been poisoned, and the Du'e sword burned the surrounding air in an instant Corrosion, like a demon possessing a body.

"His blood is highly poisonous." Yan Buwai said, "Wei Ruowu can't beat him with just the Shuiwu sword. Boy Ming, you should think about it. Shi Dingchen's mouth will most likely come true." Really, these past few months I have been trying my best not to get in touch with him, isn't it just because I am worried about this? Besides, you saved him first, if you hadn't been troublesome, he would have died anyway. The matter has come to this... Do you still want to protect him? "

Ming Liu clenched his fists tightly, and stared at the two people who were facing each other not far ahead. Bai Shaohua's sword of crossing evil was full of hostility, and it was as easy as a cat playing with a mouse against Wei Ruowu. Although Wei Ruowu's heart and sword are united, but firstly, he wants to avoid the blood poison of Bai Shaohua, and secondly, the Shuiwu sword is far inferior to the ancient sword of crossing evil, and the sword body hums bursts, all of which are Faintly screamed.

Sword rises, sword falls.Several sword shadows scattered rapidly like shadows of light, and gathered in Wei Ruowu's hands again. In his eyes, there was no winning or losing, no life or death.Wei Ruowu's swordsmanship is only advancing, not retreating!

"One sword cuts no prediction!"

Although Jian Xin is still fearless and indomitable, but he probably won't be able to last a few rounds, Wei Ruowu will definitely be defeated by Bai Shaohua's sword.Seeing this, Wei Lang who was at the side secretly prepared to attack Wei Ruowu.

Seeing this, Ming Liu's eyes sharpened.His hands naturally folded into a strange posture, and the second volume of the Danqing scroll in his body slowly unfolded.

"Sigh." Yan Buwai sighed, "Son, you will probably regret it."

"He can't die." Ming Liu pursed the corners of his lips, his hands trembling a little.This world is indeed too cruel, but if he let someone who was trying to save him die here today, no matter whether this person will become his mortal enemy in the future, as long as Wei Ruowu dies today, he——Ye Ye If you can't sleep peacefully, it is better to die without regret today than to stay awake at night and leave regrets in the future!

Wei Lang moved, taking advantage of the moment when Bai Shaohua completely suppressed Wei Ruowu, he raised his hand and circled dozens of hellfire Yangyan chains around Wei Ruowu's back, and directed them directly towards his limbs and chest. The abdomen was attacked, and the meaning of death was very obvious.

He grinned, his eyes full of smug, vicious smiles.

However, at the moment when the prison fire yang flame chain was able to penetrate Wei Ruowu's limbs and heart just a few minutes away, a strange suction waved from the prison fire yang flame chain, as if losing gravity, Wei Lang I was shocked to find that I had lost control over the Prison Fire Yang Yan Chain!How is this possible!

"It's you again?" Wei Lang's face was distorted with anger. He looked at Ming Liu who was behind Wei Ruowu who was slapping his palm, bared his teeth and shouted angrily, "Stop me three times...Sect Master, this boy... The boy is the innate body you have been looking for before!"

Originally, I wanted to find an opportunity to accept this Dao heart alone, but this kid has repeatedly stopped his good deeds, so he might as well give it to Bai Shaohua as a favor, it will be more profitable!

Bai Shaohua narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a cool look at Mingliu with his silver eyes, and then said with a smile: "It seems that this trip is worthwhile."

Wei Ruowu frowned, and fought with Bai Shaohua for a long time, he didn't seem to expect that Mingliu would not leave after such a long time.

Mingliu didn't speak, Danqing Juan [-], Taiji and Liangyi, was repairing the diagram of the Eight Diagrams Formation of Liangyi.He raised his hand and raised his palm, turned his palm upwards, and then slowly started to move according to the movement of the stretched out painting scroll imprinted in his mind!This feeling is very strange, it looks as ridiculous as a drunken man punching in the void, a bit like an old man dancing in the square, but in fact, the chain of hellfire and yang flames follows Mingliu's palm, slowly up and running!

"Impossible!" Wei Lang's expression changed drastically, and he realized that he was completely unable to drive the Hellfire Yangyan Chain!That is the sacred object of the demon world, and now it is his blood refining object!Why is this person able to drive...

"Innate Dao Body, everyone really covets it." Bai Shaohua couldn't help sighing.He didn't care that the next moment, the bright flow drove the prison fire yang chain to attack Wei Lang fiercely, knocking him to the ground, and his limbs were firmly bound by his own prison fire yang chain.

"Ah----!!!" Wei Lang's screams came to mind, as soon as the chains of hellfire and sun touched his skin, it was like a hungry vampire bat.He kept shaking and tightly bound his former master.There were waves of terrifying gnawing sounds, and Wei Lang wailed, his originally intact limbs were instantly gnawed into bones!

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is the price of building a foundation with unjust souls as the source of life." Yan Buwai gloated.

Ming Liu's face turned pale, but he gritted his teeth fiercely, not allowing himself to let go.

"Unfortunately, that's the end of it." Bai Shaohua laughed softly, as if he didn't care about Wei Lang's tragic situation at all, and then - two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes in shock!The tears stained the air, and then spread into a faint purple mist. Seeing this, Wei Ruowu immediately retracted his sword and retreated.His eyes were heavy.

"The corpse poison body of the Bai family in the Central Plains!" Yan Buhui cursed and said, "No wonder he wants to betray the Poison Sect. Is this a fucking kung fu practiced by humans? Mingliu, wait for his corpse poison Wumao , Wei Ruowu is sure to die! That thing is an enhanced version of the corpse water, just a drop of it and it's over!"

Ming Liu gritted his teeth, and couldn't help but roared out loudly: "Didn't you tell me that the innate Taoist body is not afraid of any poison!"

Bai Shaohua and Wei Ruowu's expressions changed at the same time.

"It's true that the innate Taoist body can disperse the poisonous fog, but relying on your current meager cultivation base, you're fucking looking for death!" Yan Buwu yelled back in the sea of ​​consciousness.

However, he was unable to convince this extremely stubborn young man. Ming Liu was trembling all over, his face was pale, his pupils were slightly constricted, and he was still persistently staring at the white-haired boy who had turned into a poisonous mist.There is a faint silver brilliance shining on the forehead.

"A child must act like a child! Suck your sister's poison! Here, I, clean, transform——!"

The visible purple mist actually rose up around Mingliu, and the silver brilliance dissipated slowly but at a visible speed!

"You!!" Bai Shaohua looked at Mingliu in surprise and anger, without the advantage of poison, he seemed to lose half of his advantage.And Wei Ruowu, who was originally restrained by Bai Shaohua, held the sword again, and the Shuiwu sword was aimed at Bai Shaohua exactly, and just as the sword was about to be launched, Wei Lang, who was restrained by the prison fire and yang chain, suddenly sternly Screaming: "Sovereign... Sovereign! The ancient sword Jiuyuan is... on the ninth floor of the Tanyuan Sword League!"

After saying this last sentence, Wei Lang vomited blood, and his whole body's skin was festering rapidly.An extremely terrifying fluctuation swept over in an instant!

"It's not good, the prison fire and yang chain are devouring the master, Wei Lang, he can't stand it and explode himself!" Yan Buwai sternly shouted.

An overwhelming blood-colored mist surged out with Wei Lang as the center, and that violent destructive aura formed a tendency to blot out the sun, filling the entire surrounding space!

"Go! This place is about to collapse!"

After the earth shook and the mountains shook, Ming Liu only had time to grab Wei Ruowu's sleeve before his vision plunged into darkness.