Raising a junior brother to counterattack

——It is said that the lord of the Seven Killing City is amazingly talented, and has already reached the Nascent Soul at a young age.

Shen Huai, who had already quickly withdrawn from the city lord's mansion and started to inquire about gossip (storytelling), frowned when he heard this sentence, and he was indeed in a higher realm than him.

It would be difficult to sneak into the city lord's mansion and reach the teleportation array without anyone noticing.

He is not afraid of challenging him with more steps, but what he is afraid of is that he will not be able to kill with one blow. If the time drags on for a long time, it will be bad if the erupting demon power attracts the four demon kings and Dai Fuhua.

If you break through the Nascent Soul here and sneak in again...the fluctuation of spiritual power during the breakthrough will definitely attract a large number of people.

Shen Huai rubbed his chin helplessly, and continued to listen to the narration (nonsense) from scholars. Knowing yourself and your enemy, you can win a hundred battles. He has always been such a person who makes decisions before acting, really.

——It is said that the lord of the Seven Killing City is cold, arrogant and withdrawn, does not make friends with others, and no one knows his name.

Shenhuai: "..." Are you kidding me?

Originally, I thought that as the city lord, there would be a lot of banquets, and I would take the opportunity to sneak in and fish in troubled waters...

As a result, no one even knew his name, this cold, arrogant and withdrawn... what kind of kid, he really didn't fit in with the group, and Shen Huai had to wonder how the other party became the city lord.

——It is said that the lord of the Seven Killing City came from the land of exile by fighting all the way, no one knows his identity and background, only that after he came, he broke through the ancient trees and settled here.

With such arrogance, many people in the Seven Kills City who were fighting for the position of the city lord suddenly felt a sense of crisis, and came to inquire one after another, and all of them were blocked by a sword.

Shenhuai: "..."

He understood in seconds, this meant killing all the different voices, and somehow became the city lord.

No wonder he felt that the Qisha City was so orderly now, and his feeling was that all the rebels had been killed, and only a few peaceful ones were left.

However, what he cares more about is...

Fighting all the way from the exiled land, that's really amazing. If you have cultivated more than Nascent Soul, how can you live in a mere Seven Killing City.

As we all know, the place of exile in the demon world is a personal purgatory, and there are all desperadoes in it, and those who can come out of it are all reincarnated Shuras who have killed a bloody path, and that is not just a matter of high cultivation.

Ingenuity, city government, tenacity and even luck... are all indispensable.

Originally, the land of exile was not called the land of exile. There were inheritances left by the five great demon gods in it. Every demon clan could enter to receive the praise of the demon gods, activate their blood, and improve their cultivation by leaps and bounds.

Of course, there are limited places to accept compliments, and there will be fights and fights. This is a normal fight, natural selection, survival of the fittest, that's all.

However, when a large number of demons came in to accept the praise, for some reason, it may have been used for a long time and malfunctioned, or it may be due to other mysterious reasons. Suddenly, the order of the land collapsed, and it became a place that could only be entered and not exited.

And the material space inside it is limited, in order to snatch resources, fights started.

Because of the fact that they can only enter but cannot enter, it has gradually become the home of some evil demons who are difficult to kill or inconvenient to kill, and it is called the place of exile by old people.

After entering, there was another plunder and struggle.

Once entering the land of exile, there is endless killing.

There is no order, no trust, and no humanity in it, because anyone may be your opponent for survival...you can imagine what kind of purgatory it is.

As for coming out, what happened?

That was when the order of the exiled land collapsed. Although the exit was blocked, there were still small gaps between the collapsed spaces, and it was enough to drill out one by one from the superimposed small gaps.

Easier said than done... If you want to come out, first you have to have the life to fight all the way from the entrance to the exit of the Exiled Land, and second, you have to have enough energy to squeeze through the gap instead of being crushed by the gap.

What you get in the end is still uncertain, because entering the space crack may be caught in an accident and you will be caught in the turbulent flow of space and never come back, life or death is unknown, so few people are willing to try.

And every one who came out of the exiled land was a man who was proud of the mainland, and the last one was the demon king Shengyan who ruled the five lines of the demon realm thousands of years ago.

So... It's not hard to imagine what a miracle it would be for a person who came out of exile.

It is really difficult for Shenhuai to connect such a legend with a mere Seven Kills City lord.

However, the Seven Kills City is where the exit of the Exiled Land is located, so there should be no rumors about it.

Could it be true,

That city lord has nothing to hide,

But Dai Fuhua and the four demon kings were fighting fiercely without knowing it, so there was no bloody storm?

If this is the case, it is really hard to sneak into the city lord's mansion. A person who comes out of that kind of place is extremely vigilant.

Shen Huai frowned tightly.

The storyteller continues...

——It is said that this city commander is incomparable, and he will never change his white clothes. He can be called the most beautiful man in the world.

Shen Huai came back to his senses, lowered his eyelids, and stroked the sword in his hand...

The most beautiful man in the world...

Yes, with his consent?

Sure enough, the demons in small places have little knowledge, and they give such a good name to anyone who looks like a human.

Not to mention the land of exile, but this old devil is talking nonsense...

Shen Huai gradually relaxed, leaning against an ancient tree, listening to the storyteller on the opposite side tap the wooden block——

"Today is the sixth day of the seventh lunar month, a night where the moon is dark and the wind is high."

The sixth day of July?

Shen Huai calculated the time, so tomorrow is the Shangyang Festival once every ten years.

If it was the past, tomorrow he would be smashed by so many Shangyang flowers.

Now... oh... empty and lonely...

He was sighing for a long time, but the storyteller's next words immediately grabbed his mind——

"The seven-star magic sword that challenged the city lord half a year ago is about to enter the moon tonight, and when it falls, there will be gusts of wind, and the situation will change..."

Shen Huai stood up straight with a 'huh', and made an appointment to fight, then if he sneaked in, he must have no flaws to take care of it.

He hooked the corner of his mouth and continued to listen to the detailed description that followed.

It turns out that the youngest member of the Seven Star Demon Sword has wanted to be the lord of the Seven Kills City for a long time. After all, no matter how chaotic it is, it is still a city, right? But when he has arranged everything to wipe out everyone else... Now the lord of the city turned out to be was born.

The youngest almost spat out a mouthful of Ling Xiao's blood, and immediately attacked the door, but was defeated and retreated. When he recovered from his injury, he called his brothers in other cities to find a place.

Originally, the siege of seven people was despised by others, but these seven people were all half-step Nascent Soul, so they dared to challenge the city lord of the Nascent Soul stage, but they had extraordinary courage.

Shen Huai sneered, and with more battles and less to say so high-soundingly, this storyteller must not be someone from the Seven Star Demon Sword who deliberately let him in to whitewash himself.

But... left and right have nothing to do with him.

Seven half-step Nascent Souls and an early Nascent Soul would have to fight quite a bit, he just had to wait until Zizheng flew into it.

Time passed quickly, the sun was setting and the moon was hanging on the Emei, obliquely hanging beside the tall ancient tree.

Shen Huai waited quietly in the suburbs holding his sword.

Suddenly there was a melodious flute sound and a soft melody, but the melody was intermittent, like whimpering, like mourning.

Shen Huai raised his head thoughtfully and glanced in the direction of the city lord's mansion, "Xiangxi", did not expect this city lord to know the ballads of his monster clan.

What's more, it is obviously intermittent and out of tune, but the rhyme is born for no reason, and this song "Xiangxi" is played as if the scene is reproduced, the little red carp crying silently, the lonely life of the golden dragon soaring nine days...

Listening, Shen Huai was brought into this boundless solitude in a trance, vaguely raised a resonance of "this feeling can be regarded as a memory", and at the same time seemed to jump out, thinking that this city lord is quite good at pretending Yes, the battle is imminent and there is still interest in playing the flute.

The flute sounded all night, and Shenhuai listened to it all night.

moonset,

Wu Ti,

at this time,

The opportunity is fleeting,

He quickly swept towards the City Lord's Mansion, and the so-called Seven Star Demon Sword was already screaming.

I caught a glimpse of a white figure in the distance, powerful, cold, lonely, and desolate...

In an emergency, Shen Huai still had time to think that the city lord was somewhat similar to Xuan Xing.

The seven brothers talked for a long time, but the other party didn't respond to a single word, and as soon as the words fell, they swiftly struck out with a thousand swords.

Shen Huai couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. This kind of 'I've said a thousand words and you're silent' is a bit funny.

Sword skills are also good...

He is really an interesting person, and I should see you again in the future.

He turned over and jumped, already entering the high wall.

Follow the memory, follow the location of the formation.

Yehua is like water, walking all the way, no one is there.

The huge city lord's mansion didn't even have a maidservant, Shen Huai felt that he was wrong, he was not like Xuan Xing, he was so colder than Xuan Xing that he had no friends.

We fear that the eight people who were fighting found out that Shenhuai was just walking fast all the way without using half of his spiritual power.

Walking through the corridor and courtyard, opening the door and pulling the curtain, when he came to the front of the formation, Shen Huai's facial expression was stiff.

The teleportation array is actually under the bed in the master bedroom =0=

He turned pale for a moment, then bent down and burrowed in.

He had only entered half of his body, and suddenly there was a piercing wind sound behind him, and the sword energy was fierce.

If you don't care about it, you will be cut off at the waist.

Shen Huai turned around abruptly, and tore off the pure white bed curtain as a buffer.

The smell of blood rushed to the face, I didn't expect this city lord to be so powerful, and he took out seven half-step Nascent Souls in just a few breaths. Could it be that he really came from the exiled land?

If you don't use your strength again, you will definitely die.

Shen Huai's eyes narrowed, and he spat out his spiritual power. Through the bed curtain, he sent out an incredible sword strike, pointing directly at the opponent's heart from a strange angle.

The person who came did not hesitate to give way, one blow failed, another blow came, like a sword wrapped around Shenhuai, trying to stab his chest, there was no way to avoid it.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce, Shen Huai could only grit his teeth and exchange wounds for wounds.

Unexpectedly, just three inches away from the heart, the white long sword suddenly deflected, brushing the long gown under Shen Huai's armpit.

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh was dull and muffled.

Shen Huai was slightly taken aback.

In the next moment, the pure white bed curtain was twisted into powder under the envelope of sword energy, and it floated down like colorful falling sounds, revealing a surprisingly beautiful face.