[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

The sky is darkest before dawn, not to mention it is a windy and moonless winter night, it is difficult to distinguish the direction without the illumination of the torch.

Mu Chenfeng galloped his horse and went against the road he came from. He didn't realize how inappropriate what he said was inappropriate until the only thing in his ears was the sound of the wind passing through the branches like a crane. How many emotions I shouldn't have.

In his memory, Wan Hua once smiled elegantly, and even if he revealed his identity, he always looked at him playfully. If it wasn't for his hateful glance, he didn't know that he would also loathe him and hate him.

The confrontation between Hao Qi and the villain should be like a torn silk that cannot be repaired. He obviously expected to kill him quickly, but it was shaken at the moment when he questioned him angrily.

He doesn't want to be resented by him like this, even if each of them is his own master and dies together, it's better than hating each other.He didn't want to see him just die like this, and he should have a worthy opponent.

The Daoist priest's white robe sleeves were faintly bright, as if the first ray of dawn was about to emerge from the horizon, rushing straight towards the torches and the furnace flags surrounded by the river.I don't know if it was because the illusion was too warm, or because he disobeyed his teacher's order and couldn't uphold righteousness coldly, but he finally had the moment when his emotions overwhelmed his stance.

At that time, the crossing of the road was full of golden drums, and the Haoqi League trapped the Demon Venerable here. It was supposed to have the upper hand and form a siege, but because the corpses fell and rose again, and more fresh puppets kept adding in, they fell into a trap. hard fight.

Haoqi's firepower is so fierce that, except for the chariot that can destroy the dead, any cold weapon can be smashed in.Wounded and dead, the elite followed by the villain, Zhe Yi's swaying little body with half of the sleeves missing, leaning against the flowers in the black robe, played the flute to attract the corpse man to block the arrows for him, and then wandered outside The figure of the person who keeps changing the displacement casts Gu poison, even if he is in a dangerous situation, he always wants to fight back.

Han Yufang wore a white feather cloak and walked around the periphery holding the qin. Her slender eyebrows and pretty eyes were dyed with a murderous color in the thick shadows. Shiro Shadow jumped off the saddle nimbly, stepped on the ground for a few steps, and entered the encirclement.

The situation was not as one-sided as the villain said, and Mu Chenfeng landed in front of Zhe Yi with great lightness skill. Although he was shocked by seeing the corpse demon again, he caught a glimpse of Mo Ran behind him, who was unharmed and unharmed. Angry, he stepped on the wet sand and stones by the river for a few steps, only to feel that the land under the corpse formation was filled with the sound of howling, and the extremely strong spiritual pressure and resentment raged against the consciousness.

Han Yufang saw that he drew his sword out of its sheath and only created an aura under his feet, as if he didn't come here to kill the Demon Lord, so he immediately frowned and ordered: "Mu Daochang, come back quickly!"

"Oh, you really can't do it, Miss Wearing Hairpin. I called the 'Zichen Sword' to help." The bloodstains mocked the past from afar.

Han Yufang frowned instinctively, and the next moment the young man smiled wickedly and blew the bug flute at a high pitch. The corpses who had lost their minds suddenly turned against each other, and suddenly rushed towards their own people under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

"Eat off the ones that get in the way!" The boy shouted excitedly amidst the startled faces of all the enemies and allies, clapped his hands and smiled coldly, and then played the sharper flute to control a brutal massacre with no distinction between friend and foe.

Han Yufang had been taking every step of the way. Seeing this change, she finally flew into the arena, and then the sound of the zither fell into the range, and the flying feathers in the sky shook people's heart. Those ferocious corpses really slowed down a bit. The steps that the person took were quickly pulled back by the voice field, and she immediately warned: "Stop! These corpses eat people, I am afraid they are trying to transform into demons!"

As if waking up from a dream, the heroic elite stepped forward one after another to slash or kill those who wanted to stop the corpse.As soon as the puppet moved, Mu Chenfeng regained some clarity, and immediately turned around and placed a few shells on the ground very quickly.It's just that Zheyi's flute kept playing, and a new round of living corpses made up for it again.Except in front of him and behind him, Haoqi and villains were already in chaos under the indiscriminate attack of the corpse demon.

The screams continued for a while, even Han Yufang was afraid of hurting the alliance, so she couldn't order anyone to open fire at will, so she drew her sword from the back of the piano, opened a path half a person wide, and could never get close to Zhe Yi who was guarding her body.Her eyes flickered, and she turned to Mu Chenfeng, who was the closest, for help: "Mu Daochang! Kill the Demon Lord first!"

Aside from Changge, Mu Chenfeng is also well versed in the principle that if you want to capture a thief, you must first capture the king, but Zheyi is leaning against Wanhua, and even if he uses his sword, he will also hurt that person's life, but if he does not use the sword, there is already a corpse Gnaw people and then violently slaughtered.

Seeing that the tip of his sword turned a few times, he still found the corpse and stabbed at him. The enemy was trapped in three directions and five directions, and he moved forward. Although the speed of his hand was twice that of the elite, it still didn't help.As soon as Han Yufang's sword was withdrawn, she had to ask someone to set up a heavy crossbow outside: "If you don't succeed, withdraw! This battle is not suitable for fighting alone!"

Mu Chenfeng was stunned when he heard the words and proved that the situation surrounded from all directions was very similar to the siege of Mijindu. At that time, Jiang Yan dragged him to wake up with one stroke of his hand, but he couldn't stop the puppet army alone with one sword .Turning around to look again, Zhe Yi's corpse unexpectedly came to the master's side, and gnawed on Wan Hua's black sleeve regardless.

Zhe Yi once threatened to eat him with a corpse, Jiang Yan once confessed that they would never die, and the absurdity was about to come true...

In just a moment, the strong smell of blood mixed with the wind rushed towards his face. He was still disturbed by the resentment, and he almost instinctively lost his aura. When the action was over, Zhe Yi and Wan Hua's feet were clearly clear. A Zhenshanhe transformed from a mysterious sword fell.

Zhe Yi narrowed his eyes, and then screamed: "What did you do!!"

The successive gnawing sounds of the corpses clearly told him that Jiang Yan and He were already at odds. Mu Chenfeng just woke up like a dream, staring at those puppets unscrupulously throwing people down in his town, mountains and rivers. Holding a sword, I don't know whether to advance or retreat, who to save and whom to kill.

"Mu Daochang has lost his invincible aura, hurry up!"

Zhen Shanhe is no different from the best coup for the Corpse Breaker to keep him close. Someone in the majestic people behind him shouted, and immediately a blue figure pierced into the battle, encircling and suppressing Zheyi who was using the violent puppet as a cover.

Zhe Yi let out a low curse, and had no choice but to jump out of the aura, throwing down the violent but easily killed corpse and fleeing.As soon as the guidance of the flute was interrupted, many puppets wandered without direction, and the Haoqi allies used this to swarm up and make them fall again.

"Chasing the demon king quickly!" Han Yufang played the piano again, and quickly pointed out the key point. He took a meaningful look at Mu Chenfeng who was standing still and the aura he drew, and then led people to chase along the river without looking back.

----split line----

When the crowd chased the corpse demon away, the sky brightened and the wind weakened a little. After a while, the sky and the ground were covered with a thin misty haze.

Hao Qidao's long forehead was disheveled, and he stood there for a long time with his head bowed, until the clamoring voice from another world returned to calm, then he slowly bent over the wreckage and brushed away the bloody and tangled hair , after carefully discerning the eyebrows, the dark and cold expression on his face relaxed, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

"How could Jiang Yan be surrounded by wicked people?" A familiar voice sounded from the shadow behind the tree, and Yang Yiran walked out slowly in a green suit, and clasped fists at him with a smile, "Mu Daoist is polite."

"You don't have to put on an air." Mu Chenfeng got up quickly when he heard the words, shook off the blood on the sword, and said coldly to him: "What is the purpose of bringing me here?"

Seeing that he quickly lost his expression and suddenly had the intention of killing, Yang Yiran still carried the piano on his back and had no intention of making a move. He sneered in his heart, and said in a calm manner: "The Taoist leader easily fell into Zhenshanhe, and he still wants to kill me. No?"

"You have no chance of winning." Mu Chenfeng drew his aura in front of him unhurriedly, and answered very neatly.

"Zixia Gong really restrains me from asking my mind." Yang Yiran tapped his forehead in trouble, and the morning light hit the gentle smiling face, which seemed evil but not good, "Then let's try?"

The smile on Changge's lips disappeared little by little. Holding the piano in his hand, a series of consecutive sounds popped out a few times. Mu Chenfeng's sword was sent over without hesitation. Blocked his internal energy meridians.

Yang Yiran seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and almost at the same time turned around and walked away from him. Before his heart recovered, he saw a red-tasseled spear stabbing at the head in the morning light. Even if he dodged immediately, he stabbed the opponent's hair crown.

Changge's exquisite crown and flower hairpins burst together, and the spear was stretched and retracted to pick up a few strands of blue hair. Li Lingyuan jumped off the horse panting, and cast a contemptuous look at Changge, who had already opened his vocal range on the spot, and then cautiously He stepped back quickly, and said to Mu Chenfeng apologetically, "Master Mu, I was intercepted when I brought someone to chase me. I'm sorry for being late."

The little Junniang bit her lower lip in embarrassment, and then waved her hands profusely, so that all the troops surrounded Changge tightly.Mu Chenfeng glanced at her and didn't make a sound, suddenly turned the direction of the sword facing Changge, and out of nowhere, a sword aura came out from the shadow under the dim tree.

Li Lingyuan was dumbfounded, and her slightly relaxed nerves tensed up again. She squeezed her gun tightly and kept looking around: "Master Daoist, where else is there?"

As soon as she asked, the people who brought her turned on their backs immediately accompanied by screams, and Mu Chenfeng possessed the sword, and pointed at the painting around his body before he got angry, and caught a few assassins who wanted to sneak out.

"Mu Daoist, do you still want to try?" Yang Yiran played the piano a few times, regardless of his hair and eyes, he stood firmly and proudly.

When the assassin saw his whereabouts revealed, he quickly retreated into the dark. Li Lingyuan was not good at fighting with such people, so she immediately recalled her men and cursed at him: "I am attacking Daoist Mu secretly while I am chasing the enemy, thanks to you being a scholar! When our army comes back, look Are you still arrogant?"

"You want to wait for help, but have you ever thought that there will be no help?" Yang Yiran replied unhurriedly, looking at Mu Chenfeng on purpose, "The heroic spirit hurts people first, so I can't complain about 'words'. Ruthless."

He spoke slowly and bit his address heavily, the indifferent face of the Taoist priest in white was suddenly gloomy, the edge of the sword suddenly glowed hazy, and the next moment he slashed towards Changge's position with a sword arc of light and sword energy.

"Why should the Daoist get angry? It's because the majestic Qutang Gorge is so important. It's because I, Governor Xiao of the Evil Valley, returned safely with a profit and a reputation. It's because the demon king mentioned by the messenger is just a 'corpse demon'..." Yang Yiran shifted shape lightly When he arrived at the phantom, he turned around and played a string of sounds, then went to the next place to avoid his successive hits, and also staggered the encirclement of his mighty spirit, and then said, "I'm still afraid that the person I want to save will be seen through by the Taoist priest." It's the deadly enemy of the opposite, and that person has already issued a killing order and set up this trap to wait for you?"

"Shut up!" Mu Chenfeng chased him forward, unknowingly stepping on his own aura.

"Mu Daochang! Be careful!" Xiao Junniang didn't dare to intervene under his intensive offensive, so she had to remind anxiously while plotting beside him.

Seeing that he had counted his steps correctly, Yang Yiran made a few quick snaps with his fingertips, and landed an unnoticed sound range on his feet, then smiled and said: "Master Daoist, do you feel that your soul is restless and prone to violence?" Qi? Do you know who revealed it to me?"

Mu Chenfeng was already uncomfortable standing in the place where Tian Ce was buried, and he had only survived the night of the ghost king raging with resentment. He was exhausted physically and mentally by the soul, and he never thought that someone other than Shimen and Jiang Yan would arrest him and kill him. Known weaknesses.And Changge's piano sound at this moment is not attacking or defending, every sound is to destroy his mind, but it is too late for him to recover suddenly, his meridians are sluggish and he can't make any moves, even he can't do light work less than.

"You..." Mu Chenfeng only said one word but couldn't continue to ask, clenching his teeth tightly as if he wanted to crush the last hope in his heart.

"Daozhang, offended."

An enchanting and loud female voice sounded from behind him, before Li Lingyuan could move, a Qinzhongjian that Chang Ge moved over was already attached to her neck, she watched helplessly as the magic weapon in Mu Chenfeng's hand shone brightly and was captured by a tall And the bright and beautiful woman from the Western Regions unloaded it, threw it away from a distance, and inserted it into the rocks by the river.

"Mu Chenfeng, if you move again, their heads will fall to the ground." Yang Yiran finally let go of her elegance, revealing a cruel and decisive expression.

Not only Li Lingyuan, but all the Haoqi Leaguers who came here were disarmed by Mingjiao disciples who appeared in the dark. Mu Chenfeng abruptly took back the steps to grab the sword, turned his back and said, "What exactly do you want?" His mouth was a little hoarse, he paused and said, "What is the intention of 'words'?"

"Did you forget that he is a 'ghost hand'? He wants to kill, who can stop him?" Yang Yiran couldn't help pursing his lips and smiling when he heard the hatred in his tone that couldn't be concealed for a long time.

"You have the ability to kill me! Kill me!" Li Lingyuan was threatened by a villain who looked like a scholar, and she couldn't swallow this breath at all. She couldn't pick him up with the spear, so she simply tilted her head and bit him holding the sword wrist.

Yang Yiran was in pain, startled and couldn't get rid of it, he was hesitating whether to really kill this ignorant little Tiance, when a tall figure swayed in front of him, after a blunt sound, Li Lingyuan shook her head and went straight Passed out.

"It's so much trouble, forget it." The blond man with blue eyes and chest exposed, speaking a strong Western accent, flashed to Mu Chenfeng with a bewitching smile, raised his hand and slammed him, and made another vulgar move towards him The unsuspecting Daoist fainted, and then said to Changge, "This one is lying down too, this one counts."

Wu Ze always acts recklessly, but fortunately, the strikes are considered light so as not to cause death. Yang Yiran couldn't delay any longer, so he had to leave the comatose Li Lingyuan behind, and ordered the ambush villains to tie up Haoqi and take away, and then charged at the previous Mingjiao woman with murderous intentions. After looking at it for a few times, he reluctantly clasped his fists and retreated temporarily.

"Senior sister, you are so brave, you dare to do such a thing as disarming Mu Chenfeng." Wu Ze licked the scimitar, and for the first time stood beside the person obediently and courteously.

"He was unable to control the mountains and rivers anymore, so I just stole the space." The Mingjiao woman stared at him with her magnificent pupils, "It's the Central Plains, and since we have obtained the method to kill the lord, we will return to the Bright Summit quickly .”

"Wait, Naru, you forgot to deliver a message for that Changge disciple?" Wu Ze blinked and took a step back.

"It's up to someone to spread the word." Unmoved, Naru whistled to attract her companions, among them was Mingjiao who had just attracted the attention of the lord.

Wu Ze was clearly half a head taller than her but received half the blow. Seeing that he couldn't escape, he said to her a little awkwardly: "You don't go by yourself, are you afraid of his revenge? You stabbed the warlord."

"It is precisely because of my cruel attack that he can still negotiate with me with a smile. This kind of Central Plains people are the most terrifying and need to be kept away from." Naru eased her expression, looked over the ruined walls under the bright sky, and went to Looking west to the distance, "Let's go, Mingjiao's soul ruins still need to be cleaned up."

Wu Ze sighed, touched the golden hair on his forehead and disappeared.

A group of Mingjiao disappeared by the river one after another. After a while, the little Taoist poked his head out from behind the farthest stone, biting his bleeding lip, and kept wiping his tears with his sleeve.After waiting for a long time, until the wind blew several times, and there were only weeping lonely souls left among the weeds and corpses all over the ground, he hurriedly stood up and ran quickly to the Haoqi camp.

The author has something to say: I didn’t say that this chapter will be posted, the ghost king map incident is over, and there is still no complete recovery and update

It's not the first time Brother Hua has been blamed, he doesn't care, eh