How to Raid the Flower of Low Ridge

No one dared to answer the questions he asked, because everyone clearly felt that the sense of oppression on their bodies became stronger after they came out of Jiang Su's illusion.

The man still stood there quietly, his feet were churning black, exuding ominous malice.The human skull that had been cut off by the black light rolled to his feet, and the ghostly aura floating around smelled the fishy sweetness coming from the broken neck, and immediately gushed out in ecstasy, enveloping the human head inch by inch. , bones and flesh were being ground back and forth under the erosion of ghost energy, making a disgusting sound.

It wasn't until seeing such a scene that at this moment, everyone fully realized that the "he" opposite was really no longer the sword master praised by thousands of people, but a... ghost that needed to be exorcised.

"—You actually killed Nan Wu!!" A monk in the outer court who had made good friends with the deceased just woke up like a dream. He drew his sword in a rage, and was about to rush over to avenge his friend.

"Senior Cheng Wen can't!" Shen Yun said in surprise.

Jiang Su had already noticed this man, but he still stood still, only turning his eyes to this overconfident avenger.

With just one glance, the monk named Cheng Wen suddenly felt an irresistible murderous aura attacking him. Immediately, the hairs all over his body stood on end, his feet stopped abruptly, and with a plop, he knelt down limply on the ground.

It's just murderous...

Shen Yun was dumbfounded.If you can't even look at each other, then what about attacking and exterminating?

Under the extreme coercion, the cultivator was already shaking like a sieve. He lowered his head and panted heavily, sweating like rain, and didn't even notice that the ghost energy on the ground was silently overflowing towards him.Fear is one of Ghost Qi's favorite bait.

Jiang Su hooked his fingers again, and the black mist in the air condensed into a sharp blade, flying towards the monk!Shen Yun's eyes froze, and he was about to release the repelling formation to block that person, when suddenly a bright white sword aura flew towards him one step faster than his repelling formation, roaring and smashing the rising black blade!

A figure swept the ground with the light of the sword, and landed in front of the monk. When the toes of the figure landed on the ground, there was also a jingle in the space.

The golden bell swayed between the braids, and Jiang Zili held Tunyue tightly. He faced Jiang Su and slowly stood up straight.

"Jiang Su, a ghost, doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, forgets his Dao heart, abandons the ancestral teachings of his sect, uses his own spiritual power to create ghost gaps, harms human life, and brings disaster to the world."

Jiang Su heard the announcement, and slowly turned his gaze around.

Jiang Zili's throat rolled, his voice trembled, and he insisted on finishing the last sentence word by word: "And as Young Master Longxuan, I should kill all ghosts in the world."

Shen Yun realized what the other party wanted to do: "Jiang Zili, wait—"

How could Jiang Zili wait any longer? As soon as the words fell, the young man stabbed at Jiang Su like a sharp arrow, and the arc of swallowing the moon was drawn, which was the first sword of Zhanlongwu!

Jiang Su saw the fierce sword attack, he did not dodge or dodge, the black sword took shape in the blink of an eye, and the golden bell on his sleeve raised, it turned out to be exactly the same dragon-slaying move as Jiang Zili!The moment the two swords collided, the golden bell rang at the same time!

As soon as the blades were handed over, Jiang Zili's wrist felt a sharp numbness, and he was about to be thrown aside by the opponent's domineering force almost immediately.He clenched his teeth, his feet sank, he twisted his waist forcefully while receiving the sword forcefully, the golden bell on his braid rang again, Tun Yue pierced obliquely, and pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows.

Jiang Su seemed to be used to such a fierce killing move, he didn't even retreat, but turned slightly sideways like a stroll in a garden, the blade brushed across his temples, and while avoiding it, his sword followed suit. At the same angle, stab Jiangzi carp obliquely at a faster speed.

"...!" Jiang Zili backed away in shock. Although he kept his head, there was already a long bloody slit on his cheek.Before he had time to wipe away the blood, Jiang Su's sword chased after him.

Clang!The moment he raised his sword to block back, he was involuntarily drawn into the raging sword force of the Sword Master.

The sword energy flickered ahead, and the sword was woven like a net. Shen Yun and Lu Miyuan saw that they couldn't get in for a while, so they simply took the opportunity to take the monk who was lying on the ground aside and set him aside. Gong Mengjin also quickly rushed to Yan Yegui's place. around.

She helped the young man up, handed him a silk handkerchief, and took out a panacea from her bosom for him to swallow.

Yan Yegui swallowed the elixir before opening his mouth, Gong Mengjin hurriedly said: "You needn't say it, it's not your fault that the curse of rebellion failed to restrain Jiang Su, and the death of Senior Nanwu is not your fault... "

"I don't blame myself." Yan Yegui interrupted her, "I just want to say that you carry quite a lot of handkerchiefs."

Gong Mengjin: "..."

After Shen Yun and the two settled the monk, they also came over, "How is Master Yan, is he still alive?" Shen Yun asked.

"Thanks to fellow practitioner Chen, I haven't died yet." Yan Yegui was about to wipe off the last trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, when his expression froze suddenly, and the handkerchief fell from between his fingers to the ground.

"What's wrong?" Gong Mengjin asked.

"It's nothing, my hands are slippery." Yan Yegui changed hands and picked up the silk handkerchief again as if nothing had happened, "I'll return it to you after I go out and wash it."

Can we really still go out.Gong Mengjin twitched the corners of her mouth, "No need. I'll reward you."

Yan Yegui didn't refuse, she put it in her arms and asked, "How is Master Chengwen?"

"No problem, it's just that I was stunned by the murderous aura and fell into a coma," Shen Yun replied, "commonly known as being stunned. As for the senior Yongshan and Zizhen in the outer court, I ask them to continue to guard the outside—— But those low-level ghosts seem to be very afraid of this 'Jiang Ghost King', so they probably dare not come to join in the fun for a while."

There was no time to sort out his mood. Shen Yun was still able to make jokes under such circumstances, which showed that he was indeed determined.

Shen Yun continued: "Anyway, if you two take a rest, when Mi Yuan and I find a chance to get in the gap to fight Young Master Jiang, this time we will be three-on-one, and we will be able to control him again. ..."

"No." Gong Mengjin lowered his head and pressed the wound on his palm, repeating, "No, I think we have to withdraw."

Shen Yun stopped talking.

"To be honest, my mist has been shattered, and if I use it to cast illusions, I am afraid it will not be as powerful as [-]% of the original power. You have just seen other magic weapons, even if I use my blood to feed them , and there is no way to trap him at all."

Gong Mengjin said, "And fellow practitioner Shen, don't forget that the court guards are all injured, and they are still in the nearby refusal formation."

"..."

Shen Yun was silent for a moment, and he took a breath: "Sorry, I didn't think carefully and was reckless." Shen Jianfan's good qualities have always been one of Shen Jianfan's favorite qualities, "But even if you want to withdraw, you have to trouble the palace practitioners to use it again." Use your fog, otherwise it won't be delayed for so long."

"Okay," Gong Mengjin nodded, "give me an inch of fragrance, and I will perform the spell..."

"Senior Jiang won't be able to last until then." Lu Miyuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

Clang!

Zhanlong Wu is both a sword move and a martial dance, and at the moment both of them are using Zhanlong Wu, and their rhythms are compatible. pleasing to the eye.

Under the illumination of the blubber bird, not far away, the snow-white swallowing moon and the pitch-black ghost energy are intertwined, like two dragons fighting up and down in the vast sea.Every time the sword blade and the ghost energy collide, sparks are quenched, like an iron horse clanking and mourning.

But as long as you are a discerning person, you can see that the white young dragon is far inferior to the black dragon in terms of speed and strength.It is obviously the same move, but the power in Jiang Su's hands is completely different from Jiang Zili's. If it weren't for the No. 1 sword in the world, the Tun Yue held in his hand, I'm afraid he would have already broken the sword and died.

Shen Yun clicked his tongue and signaled Gong Mengjin to start performing spells immediately, and he and Lu Miyuan raised their swords to come to help, Jiang Zili caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and shouted decisively: "Outsiders are not allowed to come over!"

Shen Yun couldn't believe it: "Jiang Zili, why are you still being capricious..."

"Go away!" Jiang Zili roared, "Even if I die in battle, I chose it myself! If you, Shen Yun, dare to intervene, I will never forgive you in this life!"

This is his fight.

Zhanlongwu's killing move focuses on the Yintang, Lianquan, Quchi and other weaknesses of the human body. Jiang Zili knows it well, and takes strict precautions against these places, not daring to be careless.He blocked Jiang Su's sword swing at him, and when the two swords were in a stalemate, he suddenly felt a sharp pain from his right foot.

When he looked down, his pupils shrank sharply.

Jiang Su's left hand held a sharp black blade at some point, and the tip of the blade penetrated his instep, nailing his right foot to the ground—a move that is absolutely impossible in Dragon Dance, even It is impossible to use such a move in any swordsman duel.

"Hmm...!" Jiang Zili didn't expect the other party to use such a despicable sneak attack, he swallowed hard and raised his head, "You—"

The tip of the sword is close at hand.

Without thinking about it, Jiang Zili leaned back violently, but the point of the sword had cut through his eyebrows, and blood splashed out on his forehead.

Shu Yu's face turned pale: "Young Master...!"

Jiang Zili's face was paler than his sword wielder.The boy staggered a few steps, covered the wound on his forehead and fell to the ground.His chest rose and fell violently, and he looked up at Jiang Su.

To Jiang Zili's surprise, the other party actually put down his hand at this moment, and did not deal him a fatal blow, but just looked down at him.

Suddenly, the flame in Jiang Zili's heart rekindled uncontrollably, and he opened his mouth: "Father..."

"The Dragon Slaying Dance is boring."

For a moment, Jiang Zili stopped even breathing.

There was no expression on Jiang Su's face, and it could even be said that he was looking at someone who had nothing to do with him in a daze and bored way: "It's not you I'm looking for."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, the golden bell on his sleeve drew a neat arc in midair.

jingle.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah----!!!"

A roar more stern than an evil ghost suddenly erupted from behind Jiang Su, and Jiang Zili's face became extremely distorted. He turned around like crazy and wanted to rush to catch Jiang Su's clothes, but his badly injured right foot couldn't exert any strength at all. , staggered and fell to the ground again.

"Jiang Su! Stop for me!!"

The figure was getting further and further away from him.

There was no hand to cover the wound, blood overflowed from the wound on his forehead, and soon covered his eyelids, eyelashes, and the bridge of his nose.

"Father! Jiang Su! I am your son, why don't you look at me!" The boy's eyes were bloodshot and he neighed like a trapped animal, "Why are you doing this to me!"

Why do you want to establish an immortal feat that he can never catch up with, why do you want him to live forever under the shadow of the Juggernaut, why do you abandon your mother and the sect, and leave him alone to face those whispers in the gutter, Now, why should he degenerate into a ghost in front of him majestically, tearing up all his admiration, admiration and jealousy, and trampling them under his feet? ! !

Jiang Zili hated him so much, he gritted his teeth, grabbed Tun Yue, and threw it towards the back!

He used [-]% of his strength in this throw, and the long sword did not weaken at all, and it flew towards Jiang Su like lightning. When Jiang Su was still a foot away, Jiang Su turned around abruptly, and the black light in his hand cut off Bai Dian decisively!

Jiang Zili's last counterattack against his father still failed.

"..." Jiang Su never responded to Jiang Zili's accusation, but the sword he threw seemed to remind the man of the boy on the ground that he hadn't finished yet.He glanced at the black ghost blade in his palm, then slowly raised his arm towards Jiang Zili.

Jiang Zili choked his throat.

But at the moment when the black blade fell, a sword energy that was different from Tunyue suddenly hit from the side——

This sword qi was not sharp enough, nor powerful enough, so it was flinching, but it happened to block the fatal blow.

Immediately, Jiang Zili felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a hand behind him pulled him up, and he stepped back a few feet. When he turned his head to look sideways, what he saw was the dull and featureless picture that he had grown up since he was a child. Face.

"Young master." The other party showed him a cautious smile.

Jiang Zili's eyes widened: "Shu Yu, you..."

The other party obviously misunderstood, and quickly explained: "Ah, I didn't intend to interrupt the young master, and your father, but I thought fellow practitioner Shen and the others were outsiders from the sect, and I'm a disciple of Longxuan, so I shouldn't count it... "He said more and more quietly, "It is impossible for me to watch the young master die in front of my eyes..."

"Aren't you afraid that you will die before my eyes?!" Jiang Zili blurted out.

"Not afraid." Shu Yu swallowed hard, and replied seriously, "Because I am the other hand of the young master, and it is my responsibility as a swordsman to make up for the empty door for the young master."

The words were clear, and they were heard by everyone in the vicinity, including Jiang Su.The man's footsteps stopped, and his waveless black pupils trembled violently, as if a tight thin thread snapped in his remaining consciousness.

boom--

The ground of Ghost Gap shook suddenly, and ghost aura roared from all directions!

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Because I am a caicaimo who can't make up the scene without BGM, the accompanying BGM for this chapter of Jiuzhongshang is "剣圣-SwordSaint", which even has a suitable name!If you hesitate, you will lose! !