Sir, this sword is a keepsake

The wind and rain are precarious, the sky and the earth are dark, and the continuous mountains are like the shadows of demons. Fengyuntai is like a grain of sand standing on the edge of a cliff, and it is like a grain of sand standing on the edge of a cliff.

Shen Fang bent over, standing in a sea of ​​water smoke, his eyes fell coldly on the high priest in front of him.

The high priest stroked the bone chain on his chest with his right hand, whispering psychedelic syllables between his red lips and white teeth, a gem-like red light shone from the bone chain, and the accumulated water on the ground suddenly boiled like a tide and rushed towards Shen Fang!

Shen Fang knows that Yu's abnormality is inseparable from the high priest, but what's the use of knowing it?He raised his hand to wipe off the rainwater on his face, stretched out two fingers and bit his mouth hard, and smeared the blood from his fingertips on the blade of the sword across his chest. Immediately afterwards, the blood sword swept out around his body, blood and water splashed in the air Touching and blending, steaming water vapor appeared from the sword body for a while.

Surrounded by white smoke, Shen Fang raised his wrist and raised his sword, the blood splashed in the air from the sword body, but the rainwater actually chased his blood and no longer gathered around him.A fan-shaped blood mist came out of the air, and the Yiwei sword in Shen Fang's hand returned to its brightness.

"It's pretty smart, I know it's a blood problem." The high priest raised the corner of his mouth slightly and clapped his hands. A blue light flew out from behind him, circled from the outer edge of Fengyun Terrace to the back of Shen Fang, and was about to It was the green snake.

In this way, the green snake and the high priest formed a double-team situation against Shen Fang.

Shen Fang seemed to be calm, but in fact he had already scolded the sky and cursed in his heart - how could he think that Shangfeng was so dangerous?Needless to say, the high priest, the feud was forged 20 years ago, and Guixuzi has a big problem.

He took a deep look at Zhuang Li who was still silent, and looked at Guixuzi again, but he no longer had any hope.Guixuzi folded his chest and looked at the sky, as if observing the rain, knowing that Shen Fang had looked over, but he murmured to himself, "Fifty avenues, forty-nine in the sky, and one of them."

——Shen Fang really couldn't see through this old way of black and white.

The high priest also saw Guixuzi's ambiguity about Shen Fang, so he was not in a hurry to act, "Dare to ask the chief, what does this mean?"

Guixuzi raised his hand to his lips, "The high priest is spreading rain on the old Taoist land, and the old Taoist will have to borrow your treasure land of the spirit snake to pay back the debt."

"Since Guixuzi is willing to fulfill me, even if he wants to move mountains and fill seas, it doesn't matter if he drives you."

Ignoring Guixuzi, the high priest stared at Shen Fang, his eyes were full of madness, and two green ghost fires from hell were burning in his pupils.

If Zhuang Li could make a move - Shen Fang raised his head and ran towards the high priest.The high priest blinked slightly, the green snake moved, and Zhuang Li followed suit, but Zhuang Li was faster than the snake!I saw a gray shadow flying by, forming a wind of its own. Wherever it passed, the rain was flying obliquely, deviating from the original track.

The eyes of the High Priest who had never seen Zhuang Li make a move were suddenly firmly attracted, and he saw that witty gray hair arriving first, and pounced on the little green snake in front of him.

Before the green snake realized what was going on, it was shrouded in gray shadows - Zhuang Li precisely pinched seven inches and lifted it up. It stands to reason that it should struggle for freedom and attack Zhuang Li recklessly. , but at this moment he shrugged his head docilely, looking at Zhuang Li with a pair of pupils.

Zhuang Li frowned, and lifted the green snake away from his body, hiding the pair of jewel-like snake eyes, and heard the high priest smile:

"Is this the apprentice brought out by Xu Yiwei?"

And all of this, Shen Fang didn't see it, in this short period of time, Shen Fang stabbed seven swords, the wind was violent, the sky was dark, and there were seven stars shining brightly on Fengyun Terrace!The black-robed Taoist who had already finalized the ending in his heart couldn't help but look over—the young man in white clothes, his sword light fell in front of the high priest like a shooting star, as if to engulf the latter, but just now At the last moment of getting close, the stars are scattered like lights.

The moment darkness enveloped Fengyuntai again, the smile on the High Priest's lips disappeared, and his right hand passed through the rain curtain, and he took a step forward, holding it towards Shen Fang's neck like picking something out of a pocket.

Shen Fang's eyes dimmed. It was the first time he met such a powerful opponent, and this was simply a massacre without any suspense.If he had some doubts about Ye Keseng's words before, now he has opened his eyes - he has never experienced the scenery of the peak of martial arts, even if he just glanced at it!

There was a sharp sound of cutting the air, and a thin white light suddenly pierced between the two of them.Shen Fang suddenly came back to his senses, and retreated with all his strength - he was very familiar with such a thin and delicate sword light.

The sword light pierced the high priest's right palm, the high priest's eyes turned cold, and he withdrew his hand as soon as his fingertips touched Shen Fang's neck. When he was about to strike again, he was horrified to find that Shen Fang was gone in front of him.

He turned around, suppressing the anger in his heart, "If you continue to obstruct, it's no wonder I don't think about the love of blood."

Just now Zhuang Li rescued Shen Fang under his hands!

Zhuang Li let go of Shen Fang, with a calm expression on his face, as if he just happened to pass by, "You're right. The revenge of killing one's father is irreconcilable." He picked up the dagger that fell on the ground, and threw it casually. Leaning, it landed at Shen Fang's feet.

"I'll give it back to you." He said to Shen Fang.

Shen Fang squatted down and held the sword, feeling a little warmth in his palm, "What do you mean?"

"It means, I don't need it anymore." Zhuang Li lowered his eyes and smiled, seeing the shocking red mark on Shen Fang's neck, "You can't even take care of yourself, how can you protect the safety of others."

Shen Fang was about to speak, but coughed up a mouthful of blood, but when he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, Zhuang Li no longer looked at him, and there was only a trace of mockery on his face, and his alienated voice seemed to be floating from far away. Come:

"Do you still remember the wish you made that night?"

Shen Fang said without hesitation: "One night in Fengshan, I will never forget it."

Zhuang Li's body froze for a moment, and then he returned to normal, and said coldly: "...Shen Fang, as you said, in the next life, in the next life, I hope you will get what you want, be free and easy, and never be fooled by ordinary people. Entangled."

"you--"

Before Shen Fang could utter a word, Zhuang Li's figure had disappeared on the spot, and behind him was a ghostly gray shadow. The gray shadow shot like lightning, and hit two acupuncture points on Shen Fang's waist, leading him to the cliff edge.When he landed, Shen Fang's legs went limp, his body tilted uncontrollably, and he was falling into the arms of the shadow behind him.The hand holding the sword had already dropped to his side, but the sword in his hand had not landed for a long time—he was stubbornly resisting in a corner.

Shen Fang never knew that Zhuang Li was also good at acupuncture points!

The situation on the field suddenly changed in a flash.Everything happened too fast and too unbelievable.The high priest's face moved slightly, the green snake that was let go by Zhuang Li had returned to the original owner's feet in embarrassment, looking at the gray and white figure cuddling together with concentration.

Shen Fang was so shocked that his mind went blank at the moment.He lowered his eyes and saw the ancient and natural danger of Wuyou Peak - the danger of extinction of birds, avoidance of apes, and extinction of people.This peak is so high, but let them walk for a day and a night!Vaguely, he heard an old voice shouting something in the distance, but he couldn't hear clearly.

Zhuang Li exhaled a strand of hot air that touched the back of his neck.Through the thin clothes, Shen Fang felt a gentle hand behind him. Just as he thought that it was Zhuang Li's hand, that hand suddenly exerted force and pushed him out with cruelty and determination without any hesitation. .

It was raining, and the humid and cold air penetrated into Shen Fang's nasal cavity and lungs in an instant, but it burned his internal organs.Shen Fang felt that his whole soul was struck by lightning.He was already in the air, turned around with the last bit of strength, and saw the cold face and indifferent eyes of the person behind him, just like when he first saw him, he was astonished.

"Zhuang Li...why..."

Zhuang Li avoided his gaze.

The thick sourness exploded in Shen Fang's chest bit by bit, sadness and rage swept through the empowerment like a tide, and Shen Fang, who lost his mind, just roared out of tune like venting, his grief and unwillingness resounded through the mountains.

Zhuang Li's heart trembled suddenly, and he took a step back - the sword intent in Shen Fang's eyes startled his soul.

That was the last sword of the young swordsman.Jing Hongye, with a glance of ten thousand years, the sword intent is like a wind, from bottom to top, whistling against the cliff - like countless sharp knives of revenge.Zhuang Lizong has the best lightness kung fu in the world, so he cannot escape this calamity.

In an instant, there was a sharp pain in the limbs, as if being bitten by thousands of beasts and bitten by thousands of insects.He looked down, his clothes were completely ruined, his arms and legs were torn apart.However, Shen Fang's sword intent still avoided his vitals - thinking of this, Zhuang Li's already thin body trembled uncontrollably.

As his heart and soul were disturbed, in the distance, the mirror-like lake surface cracked all year round, and the cracks covered the entire lake surface densely like solidified ripples. A dull sound came from the ground, and the lake bed began to sink, making a huge booming sound.In the humble house by the lake, the monk who had been asleep for a long time slowly opened his eyes, sat up suddenly, ignored the corners of his lips that were bleeding constantly, and looked out the window with a panicked expression, not knowing why.

In the invisible high altitude, the process of sinking and falling seems to have no end.After that sword strike, he no longer had the strength to hold the sword.Yiwei sword fell with a low cry, Shen Fang's hands were empty, his heart was broken.It is obvious that the body is falling helplessly in the wind, but it seems that the soul is floating towards the nine heavens.Shen said in relief: It's a pity... Before he died, he still didn't hear from his father...

He hit a dead branch, and some part of his body was broken, maybe it was a thigh, maybe an arm, who knows... The remaining body was scattered like flying catkins.

The world was turned upside down, the wind was blowing and falling, and the moment before his thoughts came to a sudden stop, Shen Fang seemed to have seen the sparkling waves of the Xiashan mountain stream in the summer season, and also saw the lake overflowing the Fengshan mountain, and the meteor fell into silence. dust.