Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

Fang Ximing didn't deliberately lower his voice when he spoke. Everyone heard these words, and everyone was shocked, and the noise stopped abruptly.

The fact that the Luoqing sword was recast by Moxiu's sword casting formation was not mentioned in the original book, and Qiao Xishui was also stunned.

But it only took a moment for him to understand.

Those human faces buried under the huge black blanket seemed to be rooted in the ground one by one, probably the sacrifices used when recasting the Luoqing Sword.

The Luoqing sword was originally a divine sword, and it could easily be recast into a magic sword without one person.The cost of turning the divine sword into a demonic sword is very high, so the souls, flesh and bones of those people are swallowed up by the Luoqing sword, and the resentment of the unjust souls lives in the magic circle, so it can be better and faster. The Excalibur was reforged into the Demon Sword.

Those human faces were just resentment, a part of the magic circle, and a necessary material, so Lin Hongyi didn't let them go out of their wits.

But as the head of the sect, he must also carry the head's saber Luo Qingjian on weekdays.It should be recasting little by little every night in the ground.It is also because of this that he needs the power of the magic circle to reach the extreme, so that the Luoqing Sword can be forged as soon as possible.

He must have been beheaded by An Xichen only halfway through the forging, otherwise those human faces would not have been left there.

What he wants to understand, the Qingfengmen will not understand.They had never seen a ghost with a human face, nor had they seen Lin Hongyi forge Shen Yan, nor had they seen the notebook in Fang Ximing's mouth.

For them, Lin Hongyi is still their teacher.

"What are you talking about!" Dai Ximeng said in a hurry, "How can you say that about Master!? Master is immortal, and taught you the golden method in person...but you smear him like this! Do you have any conscience? !?"

Fang Ximing ignored her and only stared at An Xichen.

Seeing him not saying a word, someone in Qingfengmen began to feel grief and anger again: "My Qingfengmen is so lucky to raise two lunatics who will avenge their kindness!!"

Qu Qi was a little impatient with the current situation, clicked his tongue, and came up with a plan, covered half of his face with a folding fan, and whispered two mantras behind the fan.

An Xichen's pupils shrank suddenly, and suddenly he heard a burst of thunder, and there were bursts of dark thunder gushing out of him, which turned into lightning blades and rushed towards Fang Ximing in an instant.

The change happened in an instant, Fang Ximing was startled, quickly turned his head and flashed a thunder blade, and took several steps to the side.Turning sideways for a while, jumping back for a while, when the long sleeves were flying, many places were swept by the lightning blade and burned into black.

Avoiding these deadly thunder blades, when Fang Ximing raised his head again, An Xichen had already stood up.With one foot on the coffin, in his hand was Shen Kai who appeared at some unknown time.

"Call Luo Qingjian back." He said, "Or do you want to just go to the King of Hades unarmed?"

Fang Ximing was very strong, with a flick of his sleeves and a raised head, he said arrogantly, "I don't use a sword."

An Xichen seemed to have thought of it a long time ago, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly turned his eyes to look at the other people in Qingfengmen.

Fang Ximing is a shrewd person. When he saw his eyes drifting to the other side, his heart tightened and he said, "What are you going to do!?"

"Do nothing."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly stepped on the coffin and jumped up, with a dark thunder in one hand and a heavy calamity in the other, he went straight to the other side of the Qingfeng gate.

Seeing this situation, everyone in the Qingfengmen dispersed in a familiar way, each preparing their own countermeasures.Fang Ximing looked at it in a daze - what is there that An Xichen can't think about, is he going into the crowd alone?These people have hated him for a long time, wishing that every move they made was aimed at him.

What is he trying to do?

Seeing him jumping forward, everyone hurriedly dispersed.

Although this darkroom is larger than the previous two, it is just a darkroom no matter what, and it is not much bigger. A group of people squeeze each other, but the enemy is in the way, and they can't make any moves.

Furthermore, this place is in the mountains, so if you make a random move, it is very likely that you will hit a place that shouldn't be hit.

An Xichen rushed to nothing, but he was not in a hurry or annoyed. He turned his head and glanced, leaned over and rushed in one direction.

Standing in that direction are Dai Ximeng and Chi Xikong.

Fang Ximing saw what he wanted to do at a glance, and hurriedly shouted: "Chi Xikong! Run!"

Chi Xikong complained endlessly in his heart—

——How did she not know that she should run, but there are so many people in the Qingfengmen, and the place seemed small when they were crowded together, but now they are separated, and there is no place at all!

Where to go, where to go!

You run and show me!

Chi Xikong had nowhere to escape, so he had no choice but to clenched the sword in his hand, preparing to hit an egg against a rock, and used spells to deal with her talented senior brother since she was a child.

Just when she made up her mind to see death as home, suddenly a burst of fire rushed into her field of vision from the side.

Chi Xikong was taken aback.

There was a sound of swords colliding, fire light collided with dark thunder, lightning flashed, thunder and flames shot everywhere, what a scene of lightning and flint.

In the end, An Xichen took two steps back and took Shen Yan back half an inch.

Chi Xikong looked up at the person coming in disbelief.Lin Wuhua held the hilt of the sword in her hand, looked back at Chi Xikong, and said coldly, "Run."

Chi Xikong: "...Where are you going?"

"Just don't let him get caught." Lin Wuhua said, "He probably wants to catch you and threaten Master and Senior Brother, so he can't be allowed to succeed."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and rushed forward holding the sword with open flames scattered.

An Xichen suddenly laughed, and raised his sword to block the blow.

Chi Xikong saw that the two had already started a fight, so he withdrew quickly.

Lin Wuhua was right, and she also understood that An Xichen wanted to arrest her, probably to blackmail Fang Ximing.

But this is very strange - Fang Ximing is unarmed now, it is much easier to fight than holding the Luoqing sword, why does he insist on forcing him to get the Luoqing sword?

Is there anything that only Luo Qingjian can do?

Some people saw that Lin Wuhua was all on the go, and felt aggrieved in their hearts, raised their swords and said: "What are you doing in a daze, hit!"

After all, a group of people came up one after another.But An Xichen was cunning, jumping from here to there for a while, and jumping from there to here for a while, making the whole room even more annoyed.

Fang Ximing saw a group of people running from here to there and from there to here, feeling like watching a group of chicks being led by the nose by an eagle, feeling complicated for a while, sighed, turned his head and glanced, seeing Joe Xishui was leaning in the corner with a solemn expression.

……What's wrong?

He was a little confused.An Xichen doesn't look good now, and he is in the upper hand. Why does he have this expression?

Su Wulin suddenly cursed loudly, interrupting his thoughts.

"Bastard!!" He cursed furiously, "Crazy, see if I don't kill you to worship the ancestors!!!"

Fang Ximing turned his head and saw that the spirit sword that Qu Qixiang personally gave him in his hand was broken in two, which must have been played by An Xichen.

The enemy is right in front of him but he can't touch him or fight him, Su Wulin has long held back his anger.Now that the sword was broken again, his anger finally broke out, and he went straight to the top of his head, his eyes were red from burning, and he wished he could peel off An Xichen's skin on the spot.

Lin Wuhua suddenly said: "Su Wulin, take the sword! Let the sword fall!"

Qiao Xishui narrowed her eyes.

After hearing this, Su Wulin suddenly remembered that there was still a Luoqing sword, and quickly turned around to see that the Luoqing sword was still firmly inserted into the wall.

Anyway, Fang Ximing has no fighting spirit at all now, so there is nothing wrong with him using this Luoqing sword!

After thinking about it, Su Wulin immediately turned his head and rushed towards Luo Qingjian.

The Luoqing sword is the same for everyone.But for some reason, Fang Ximing suddenly thought of a deafening alarm bell.

He didn't know why, but he just felt that others could not hold this sword, let alone use it, and that if he used it, big trouble would happen.

"Don't take it!"

But it was too late, and it was impossible for Su Wulin to listen to him, he had already rushed to the edge of Luoqing sword, stretched out his hand, and pulled out the sword easily.

At this moment, An Xichen suddenly fell in front of him.

Su Wulin turned his head, An Xichen was raising Shen Yan in his hand, and saw that the sword was about to fall on him.

His eyes were indifferent and very calm, as if what he was doing was a trivial matter.

Su Wulin didn't even think about it, let out a roar from his throat, and stabbed An Xichen with Luo Qing's sword.

Fang Ximing didn't have time to rush over, but he

Instinctively took a step forward and shouted: "Stop!!"

Can't kill him!

He deceived his teachers and exterminated his ancestors, he massacred his fellow disciples, he is a lunatic or a bastard, he has committed countless crimes, but he hasn't said anything yet! !

There are secrets! !

But he was too late to stop it.

Seeing that the tip of the sword is approaching, everything will come to a foregone conclusion.

An Xichen turned his head and glanced at him.A trace of reluctance flashed in his blood-red eyes, but it disappeared quickly.

An Xichen suddenly laughed.It's not the sarcasm and sarcasm smile as in the past, it's just a very simple smile that seems to be a little happy.

Fang Ximing suddenly remembered that when he met An Xichen for the first time, An Xichen smiled at him like this.He was still a teenager at that time, and when he smiled, he was very clean and gentle, as gentle as a dream that could never come back.

An Xichen suddenly let go of his hand.Shen Yanjian, which was stained with countless blood, fell off from his hand, and he finally threw away all his sins.

At this moment, Fang Ximing heard Qiao Xishui's voice.

It was still as clear and calm as water, as if he already knew it would be like this.

"graft."

——The point of the sword pierced the flesh, pierced through the blood, and the blood stained the robe, dripping all over the ground along the wound.

But the pierced robe was white.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Su Wulin froze - the person in front of him was not An Xichen, but Qiao Xishui!

Shen Yangjian fell to the ground with a clang.Qiao Xishui was pierced by a sword, sprayed a big mouthful of blood, staggered back a step, blood dripped down the corner of his mouth, but he smiled.

It seemed like everything was going his way.

An Xichen stood in the corner, the scene in front of him made him forget to make a sound for a moment.

His sin and his life remained there in the end.

Only did not keep him.