Sword Intent Lingqiu

Hearing this, Yun Ditian couldn't help but frowned slightly, only feeling that there was an indescribable weirdness hidden between the lines.

About that person and the secret of this world, from the moment I came into contact with the Nanming Lihuo Sword, I have already experienced it personally, what Mr. Bailu said should be true.However, the lingering sense of strangeness comes from: what is Mr. Bailu's purpose?Looking at his actions, he has clear goals and deep plans, and he is not procrastinating when encountering problems, and he can even be said to be ruthless.Since these people are the subordinates of that one, what kind of plans do they have all this time taking such huge risks?

As if guessing what the other party was thinking, Mr. Bailu chuckled twice, "Being manipulated by a lunatic, it's nothing more than a year or two. Ten years and a hundred years, even a sage is not far from a lunatic. If you get along with him However, there will be no such doubts. Call me a sinister villain, in short, it will benefit you and not cause any harm—not to mention that now the arrow is on the string, and I have to do it. Hahaha!" After saying that, there was another burst Harsh laughter revealed a strange joy in the tone.

Yun Ditian's heart sank suddenly, "How to say?"

"Nanming's Lihuo sword came out, and he met Brother Yun, who is the key caretaker. How could that person not notice?" As soon as Mr. Bailu finished speaking, he couldn't help shivering. Losing control, he fell heavily from the eaves with a "slap".

"Om—" a long howl resounded through the sky.The Nanming Lihuo sword that had just been put in the box jumped out suddenly, and danced wildly around the two of them, urging them impatiently.

"" Ha ha ha ha - cough!cough cough! "Mr. Bailu, who fell into the dust and mud, looked at the scene in front of him. Although his body was completely shrouded in the shadow of the person in front of him, he felt that there was unprecedented light in his heart, and almost crazy joy gushed out from the bottom of his heart. , so that Mr. Bailu couldn't even care about the broken ribs, and wanted to laugh out loud again. "Go to Anxiang!Get there and you'll understand! "

Although he didn't know the details, Yun Ditian knew in his heart that he had been set aside, and he was faintly angry: Do you have to use this kind of method to cut off people's backs?From the initial assassination, threatening Liu Xiang, exterminating Yunmeng, and forcing Brother Nanming to turn his sword ahead of time, all of them were forced by the situation without leaving any room.What kind of master is this under to develop the habit of "coercing people to cooperate"?

However, this situation does not allow people to hesitate.Yun Ditian had no choice but to follow Nanming Lihuojian who was flying in front of him, and rushed to Anxiang with his Qigong and Qinggong. Before leaving, he didn't forget to pick up Mr. Bailu who was lying on the ground like a dead bird.

Being hung upside down in the air by the wings, Mr. Bailu felt that his internal organs had shifted, and the ribs that had been broken just now were probably pierced into his lungs. Every time he took a breath, there was a sound of leaking air. The harder he inhaled , the more he felt suffocated, the wind whistled in his ears, and Mr. Bailu, who was dizzy, was powerless to remind that person.

……

The closer you get to Anxiang, the more gloomy the sky will be.As soon as he stepped into the realm of Going Back Xi, Yun Ditian immediately understood what the so-called "know as soon as he arrives" meant.

Ever since I picked up the Nanming Lihuo Sword, I seem to have a sense of the sword, and when I see the usual plants and trees around, I will have a special feeling, as if the sword's field of vision overlaps with my own field of vision, and I can see Many things that were not seen before.And above the dark fragrance, although the naked eye can see that it is calm, but if you close your eyes and concentrate, you will "see"——

The dark wind was howling, the dark clouds were surging, and the clouds were wriggling strangely, rushing towards the northeast one after another.If you look closely, you will find a disgusting scene in the clouds: countless crying or hideous faces, without bodies, with clusters of dirty black air, pushing and rolling back and forth in the clouds, pulling each other And the faces of these old women, old and young with different looks are all pale and bloodless, some are stained with blood, some are even bloody, and they are clearly in a state of purgatory.

Going back, there are very few guards, and the surroundings are silent, but Yun Ditian's mind is clearly pierced by the magic sound at this moment, as if the shouts of countless people in the clouds are mixed together, pouring into the ears, it is really frightening Trembling.And the cyan long sword that had been guiding the way just now seemed to have seen all this before him, and only heard a mournful cry, then turned around and went straight to the clouds.

Yun Ditian followed closely behind, and within a few blinks, he passed the Xiangxie Yiju passing by above and came to Lanting Muchun where the head of Anxiang was.About to land, the question "Where have all the disciples of Anxiang gone?" was immediately answered: the spacious hall was full of disciples of Anxiang who were unconscious, and only Mr. Lanhua sat upright on the hall, dressed in a suit. The cloak and the mask covered half of his face, and his head was slightly lowered, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

And whistling dark clouds piled up here, forming a huge black tornado, screaming, struggling, being sucked under the mask, there seemed to be a huge void that could never be filled, and the depth of the void seemed to be connected In another world, the anger of a certain mysterious power faintly came through this channel, and the air around him seemed to be trembling because of it, making one's heart palpitate.

The moment he saw Mr. Lan Hua, the Nanming Lihuo Sword, which had been floating in front of the two of them, suddenly burst into golden light all over his body, and vigorous righteousness was continuously born from the blue sword body, spreading outward rapidly in circles like water waves. When the edges of the tornadoes collided, one could even hear the "sizzling" sound as they dissolved each other.The huge impact caused the long blue sword to sway back and forth in the air, and Yun Ditian had to reach out and grab the hilt, using Songfeng's kung fu and luck to stabilize his foot.

"Haha—cough...Ding Sanshi really couldn't hold it anymore...cough...Even the 'soul attraction' buried in disciple Anxiang for so many years, cough cough, have you taken it back impatiently?" Mr. Bailu said Completely insane, regardless of his dilapidated body, he laughed wildly.Even though blood was constantly overflowing from the corner of his mouth, his complexion turned strangely rosy.As if returning to the light, Mr. Bailu raised his head slightly, and his small black eyes stared at the person in front of him for the last time——

"Then it's up to Brother Yun."

As soon as the words fell, Yun Ditian suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, and saw that Bailu's body was already hanging down limply.

At the same time, Mr. Lanhua's body trembled slightly, as if resisting something that forcibly entered his body, his limbs twitched slightly.And the black tornado that originally wrapped Mr. Lanhua also seemed to have been disturbed by something, shaking from side to side, and the screams of the distorted faces in the dark clouds became more piercing.It could be vaguely felt that the anger deep in the mask was even worse, and the atmosphere was tense and ready to explode.

Yun Ditian's eyes lit up, he dropped Lord Bailu's body in his hand, immediately jumped up with his sword in hand, and stabbed Mr. Lanhua in the chest with all his strength.However, although the thick black tornado was swaying uneasy, it did not disperse. I don't know what its structure is. It seemed to be incompatible with the golden sword light. Although it was cut open under the heavy blow, it was still extremely tough. It took almost a blink of an eye to make up for it elsewhere.But Yun Ditian only felt that the right hand holding the sword seemed to have been hit by a thousand catties, his arm was numb, and the tiger's mouth was split open. If it wasn't for the free and unrestrained mental method to spontaneously operate the body guard, his arm might be useless with just one blow.

And the unseen struggle beneath the cloak continues.

Mr. Lanhua's body was sitting upright just now, holding tightly to the armrest of the Taishi chair, but the extremely hard nanmu armrest turned into powder with a "slap" in his trembling hands.His limbs trembled, and then he suddenly calmed down, and the tornado no longer twisted, and returned to its original appearance, pouring into Mr. Lanhua's body one after another.However, the anger deep in the mask seemed to explode suddenly, and beat over like a huge wave, and the weak-minded would probably kneel down and beg for mercy immediately.

Yun Ditian immediately grasped the sword and made a formula, fully alert.Thanks to the blessing of the Nanming Lihuo Sword, Yun Ditian's mind was clear at this moment, unmoved in the slightest, and even felt a hint of sternness and a slight sense of panic behind the anger.

Mr. Lan Hua, who had been motionless all this time, suddenly raised his right hand and touched his face.

Someone in the distance seemed to let out a sharp mourning cry.

"Clap."

The mask falls.

The mask of the mysterious head of Anxiang was finally lifted.However, to the surprise of those present, there was nothing under the mask.

Yes, it is the real "nothing" - the dark hole appeared where the face, eyes and nose should have been. It is hideous, and it seems to lead to another unknown world. It makes people feel numb and chills .

The black tornado also seemed to be stunned, as if confused, not knowing whether to continue to the mask on the ground, or to pour directly into Mr. Lanhua's body, creating gaps in front of him for a while.

It's too late, it's too soon.

With a "clang", the cyan long sword slashed across the mask on the ground heavily, breaking it into two halves.The golden sword light penetrated deeply into the ground under the mask, making a piercing sound of metal and stone hitting each other.

But the sparks splashed by friction on the ground have not been extinguished, the person holding the sword kept moving, turned around and raised, and pointed the sword directly at the sitting person.The hesitant thin black air failed to stop Nanming Lihuo Sword's awe-inspiring sword intent this time, and the golden light pierced through with the sound of "sizzling" melting when it came into contact with the black air——

A "poof" pierced through the latter's chest.