The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

How could Jinghong be in Chen Shuyu's hands?

The natal sword is more important than life for a sword repairer, let alone this sword has a different meaning.Fang Qian's heart became tighter and tighter, and the knuckles holding the sword turned slightly white.

But if the old man also appeared at this time, based on his understanding of Tang Jingci, he would definitely not be quietly snatched by Chen Shuyu.

Even thinking so, Fang Qian still felt uneasy.

When Chen Shuyu found that Fang Qian's eyes were always locked on Jinghong in his palm, his eyes were a little mocking: "It's strange? Why is Jinghong, which only the master can have, in my hand?"

As he spoke, Chen Shuyu flipped his wrist, creating a clear sword light under the scarlet sky.He touched the blade of the sword with some emotion: "Because I am the head of the fairy, and I am the head of Taihang's generation. As a disciple of Taihang, don't you know?"

Fang Qian remained calm, but his pupils shrank slightly.Chen Shuyu's understatement of the sword revealed that he did not grasp Jinghong temporarily. In this way, Fang Qian already half believed that he was the head of Taihang.But to become the head of the Taihang sect, one must not only have a high level of cultivation, but also have to show the ability to lead the entire Taihang sect.

However, with such a status, even if he committed a heinous crime and betrayed his master, he should not be directly expelled from the master's family tree.

As Chen Shuyu said, someone must have tried their best to wipe him out of Taihang's history.But who would that person be?

Chen Shuyu didn't take Fang Qian too seriously, not to mention that this young man must have been seriously injured by his palm before, and now Jun Hong also has cracks, so he is not his all-in-one enemy at all.He came here only for the dying silver dragon.He looked into Yinlong's eyes, and his voice was soft but firm: "Come back with me, I can keep you alive..."

Before he finished speaking, a sword light stabbed straight at the back of his heart.

That sword is also Jinghong.

Fang Qian heaved a sigh of relief, and he finally relaxed after hanging on to the ground.He would step into Floating Light to find the whereabouts of Tang Jingci, but in the end, it was Master who helped him out after going around.

Ji Zheng didn't get out of his dazed state until now. Fortunately, the dragon energy transmission was cut off temporarily, otherwise he might have revealed his secret: "Big..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he quickly shut it back. There was obviously only a dragon chant in front of him, but this time, for some reason, he could make a human voice.

Fang Qian didn't notice what he said, but he was a little surprised to hear that Xiao Jinlong could make a human voice.But then he realized that there might be a big battle right now, so he directly took off the little golden dragon and put it on the silver dragon, and then stood sideways in front of the two dragons, guarding the two people in the air, as if they were treating the two dragons as The state of the elderly, the weak, women and children.

Thanks to the dragon energy bestowed by the silver dragon just now, Fang Qian is no longer affected by the resentment of the dragon clan here even without the protection of the little golden dragon.

Ji Zheng opened his mouth, but suddenly heard Yinlong's sound transmission, finally suppressed his thoughts, and looked at the silver dragon behind him.Because of his fellow clan, he could feel that the lifespan of this silver dragon had come to an end.

Tang Jingci and Chen Shuyu faced off in mid-air.Tang Jingci glanced down unconsciously, and saw his precious apprentice standing there, alive and slightly injured, but nothing serious, just go back to the fairy gate to take care of him.I just don't know where this kid got the news, and he was able to chase him to find this place.Wait until you get back to Taihang before giving a good lecture.

He looked back at the white-haired man in front of him.Fang Qian didn't know about Chen Shuyu's past, but as the head of Taihang, he knew the secrets of this kind of sect very well.Facing this once legendary person in front of him at this time, his mood was a little complicated, and he finally called out: "Uncle."

Chen Shuyu's gaze stayed on the Jinghong in Tang Jingci's hand: "Are you the next head of Taihang?"

"Yes."

"Since you call me uncle." Chen Shuyu carefully looked at the monk in front of him.He felt a little familiar with Tang Jingci, but he couldn't find this person in his memory, "Then why did the killing move as soon as we met?"

The last time he saw Tang Jingci was in Chunsheng's shop, but before he could see the other party's appearance clearly, Tang Jingci disappeared due to the change of time and space.

Tang Jingci suppressed the breath in his heart. He raised the Jinghong in his hand and said calmly: "This sword was passed on to me by my uncle. I am afraid that my uncle is not clear. In the future, you will be judging the sword." Before leaving the school, the last promise I made with my uncle is that from now on, we will never see each other again. If we meet again, regardless of the past or the future... we will never die!"

Before the words fell, Tang Jingci's murderous aura was overwhelming, and he followed his sword move to press down on Chen Shuyu.

The scarlet sky suddenly surged.Yinlong tried his best to wrap the dragon's tail in front of Fang Qian, this movement consumed him a lot of anger, and he immediately closed his eyes.Fang Qian looked at the sky fixedly at this time. He didn't draw his sword, but his whole body was full of sword intent.Not everyone can see the life-and-death struggle of monks during the tribulation period.With his cultivation base, there is no room for Fang Qian to intervene in such a battle.

His sword intent is just to protect the two dragons behind him, one old and one young. The old, weak, sick and disabled always need to be taken care of.

Although Chen Shuyu didn't recognize Tang Jingci, the strange thing was that he seemed to understand what Tang Jingci was saying, so he didn't take it lightly, and raised his sword.

The two came from the same origin, no matter their skills or moves are very similar, even the weapon is the sword Jinghong of the Taihang Immortal Sect.The speed of the two of them is also extremely fast, and Fang Qian's eyesight can barely recognize the sparks that arose when they confronted each other head-on.The tranquility of the entire Wanlong Tomb was broken by them, and the dragon's chant was surging, like the last sound of dying.

Ji Zheng, who doesn't need Fang Qian's love, wants to love him more, is being protected by the silver dragon and is tightly suppressed.If not, Ji Zheng might have already taken shape.He felt that all the bones in his body were constantly shaking, probably the so-called rebirth was Cidong's feeling.But when he looked up, he could see Fang Qian's back, extremely focused.

Fang Qian didn't pay attention to the thousands of thoughts of the little golden dragon behind him, he had never seen his master so serious.

Tang Jingci didn't seem to have any hatred in his expression, but he was earnestly fulfilling an agreement, a life-and-death showdown.

Immediately, he saw Tang Jingci raising his sword, the sword style was very familiar.

Chen Shuyu watched Tang Jingci's sword moves quietly and smiled.He has been dormant here for many years, and it has been a long time since he has exercised his muscles and bones as much as he does now. For a while, he has the pleasure and romance of riding a sword and chasing snow in the Taihang Mountains in the past.

Then, the same surprise, the same starting gesture.

"Master..."

Fang Qian's blurted voice was covered up by the bursts of dragon roars, he subconsciously took half a step forward, but fell silent again.

Tang Jingci and Chen Shuyu are currently using a very special set of swordsmanship in the Taihang Immortal Sect, called "Mountain Moon".This set of swordsmanship sounds gentle, but it is a tough swordsmanship that is rarely seen in Taihang swordsmanship.Once the sword is drawn, no matter whether it is the opponent or oneself, there is no room for it.

Fang Qian only met him once when Tang Jing resigned to teach him, this is the second time.

He still remembered what Tang Jingci said back then when he took away the sword: "Too violent move hurts others and yourself. I hope you will never use this sword move in your life."

"Then why did the master teach me this move?" Xiao Fang Qian made two gestures, but the sword move didn't take shape, and he curled his lips in annoyance.

Tang Jingci was silent for a long time without answering.

It wasn't until he used this move without any warning today that Fang Qian suddenly understood what he didn't say back then.Sometimes there is no need for room to fight life and death, never ending.

Fang Qian forced himself to look away, and turned to look at Yinlong: "Senior, what is going on with you and Chen Shuyu?"

Yinlong had just passed all the dragon energy to Ji Zheng, and his voice was a little older at this time: "As he himself said, the dragons are born with a long life, while the lifespan of a mortal is only a hundred years. Even if you cultivate immortality, you can only achieve the Tao That's all."

"It's a pity that he never thought that the way of heaven has long tolerated the dragon race. On the contrary, the human race has been thriving." Yinlong said at this moment, looked down at the little dragon in his arms, and his eyes softened a lot.

It is difficult to inherit the blood of the dragon clan, and it is no regret to see the cubs of the same clan before death.

Fang Qian already knew what Yinlong said when he talked with Chen Shuyu earlier, but he always felt that Chen Shuyu was a little familiar with this set of operations.

It is quite similar to the human experiment under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in Yuntai Temple and the formation made by Jingtan, except that the ghost-faced man used spiritual roots and spiritual bones, and his master uncle directly used dragons. gas.

I don't know if there is a certain connection between them.

The battle between the two people in the tribulation period made the already unstable world even more precarious.

Fang Qian was worried about Tang Jingci at first, so he stood here to watch, but when he looked at it, he found that the world in front of him began to appear overlapping images, and at the same time there appeared the purgatory-like Wanlong Tomb and the crowded Qingshui Town entrance, and the town The sun, the moon and the crowd at the mouth are also constantly changing, obviously not at the same time.

After all, Fang Qian has just reached the Nascent Soul stage, and it may not be possible to support him with sword energy alone for a long time.He frowned and looked back at the two dragons behind him. If he was alone, no matter how the sun and the moon changed, he would definitely watch the battle and see that the master was safe.

But... for some reason, he felt that the little golden dragon was very close to him. Although it might not have been alive in his own time, he didn't want to see him die in this accident in this fantasy world.

Fang Qian sighed at this moment and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back to Qingshui Town."

Although I don't know if I can find the town's entrance, it's always safer to avoid it.

When Yinlong heard the words, he pushed the little golden dragon who had been protecting him to Fang Qian: "Go, I can't go anymore."

He tried everything possible to break free from the shackles, didn't he just ask for his soul to return here?

How come, leave again.