There are bandits in Zhongshan

"Liu Hanyan." After knowing the woman's name, Changli said again, "As a disciple of Tianyi Sect, you should know that the purpose of going down the mountain this time is to punish demons, and fighting in the same room is against the sect's rules. fine."

After Zhong Mingzhu told her to get in touch with things other than swords, she kept those tiny rules in her heart. She also saw how Yun Yi dealt with the violating disciples that day, so she copied Yun Yi's method.

Most of the disciples who violated the door rules went to the punishment hall by themselves, and the seniors would write down their names and pass them to the punishment hall to prevent the offending disciples from escaping midway.

To an outsider, the scene must have seemed eccentric.

The woman in white folded her sword and was pointed at her vitals again. She looked like a fish still being slaughtered on the chopping board, but she still had no expression on her face and asked her to go to the execution hall to receive her punishment.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Liu Hanyan's face, she didn't understand why Changli could still maintain such a calm appearance, even the tone of voice was exactly the same as the previous alienation and indifference, and then a trace of sternness flashed across her eyes. color.

She traveled thousands of miles to Yunfu Mountain in pursuit of the way of swordsmanship, but was told that the lineage of Tiantai Peak no longer recruited disciples, so she could only hone her swordsmanship secretly at Yulong Peak. Unexpectedly, Elder Wu brought back a baby girl hundreds of years later , directly accepted as personal transmission.

That person gets what she wants effortlessly, and not only that, but also shows a kind of nonchalant indifference to what she has.She hated Changli and wanted to prove that what Wu Hui did was wrong.

Changli should not be the only one on Tiantai Peak.

So when that person told her that there was a way to help her master the way of the sword, she only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

After entering the mausoleum, she fell into the furnace. She was about to die, but unexpectedly she became the host of Chongxiao Sword. The moment she broke through the furnace, she felt that she had gained a new life.

Now she has won Chang Li, but those black eyes are still so calm, as if everything she did was just a joke, which made her puzzled and also made her anxious.

This should not have been the case.

——The sword is broken, why are you not afraid.

She even said something that seemed unbelievable to her.

"Stop talking nonsense." Her voice was not as calm as before, adding a little irritability.

When the heart is shaken, so is the sword.

Changli doesn't understand people's hearts, so she doesn't understand why Liu Hanyan's sword move has such a big flaw this time, and she has no intention of trying to understand it.

All she has to do is catch the opening.

Leaning slightly, the left hand pushed the sword case on the back, and the heavy sword case was attached to the body of the blood sword deftly. Holding the sword case with his right hand, he gently circled the blood sword that was stuck, and the sword energy was attracted. Elsewhere, when she twisted the formula with her left hand, countless broken branches floated up behind her, including the broken sword that fell before.

Fenjiao has no blade because any sharpened sword cannot withstand her blood essence, and her sword energy is the sharpest blade.

So those branches scattered around during the fight are all sharp blades for Chang Li.

The sword box returned to her back, and the sword returned to its original position.

Seeing the sharp blades all over the sky, Liu Hanyan raised her hand, and the branches where the bloody light touched were instantly crushed into dust. Just as she cut off the last branch, Changli raised the sword light again in his hand.

It was a sword she randomly picked up from the storage ring. Its quality was similar to that of the flying sword given to Zhong Mingzhu back then. It is also far behind.

But she didn't care, she saw the opening, she needed a sword, those branches were too far away.

That's it.

In just a split second, the sword light sank into Liu Hanyan's elbow, and flew out slightly obliquely upwards.

Very simply, one divides in two.

At first, there were a few drops of blood, and then a large amount of blood spurted out, like the blooming peony flowers that Changli had seen in the mountains.

Some blood splashed onto Changli's cuff, and quickly rolled down the fabric, leaving no traces.

The sword and the hand holding the sword were thrown and fell like the severed Fen Jiao.When the bloody light was about to disappear behind the clouds, Liu Hanyan felt the pain. She clenched her teeth tightly, unwilling to make a sound, her figure changed suddenly and she wanted to chase the sword. When she realized that she could not move, her eyes finally Shocked.

Under her feet, there is already a confinement circle that Changli has set up.

Changli didn't know these things originally, but Zhong Mingzhu likes to study formations, and because of insufficient spiritual power, she needs her to help from time to time. In this way, she can always learn something. Just by looking at it, one can comprehend [-]% to [-]% of it. Over time, even though there is no brilliant comprehension on the formation, it is not difficult to trap a wounded person of similar level.

Liu Hanyan was really trapped, and the wound kept bleeding, but she didn't care about it, her eyes were fixed on the place where the sword disappeared, she didn't speak, but she exuded an almost mournful aura.

She still didn't want to believe that she had the upper hand a moment ago, why she was completely defeated all of a sudden, and she didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"Why..." she murmured, "Why can you turn adversity into victory..."

"Your sword is not stable." Chang Li looked at her severed arm, and calmly said that there was no emotion in her dark eyes. There was no panic after the sword was broken, and no joy after defeating the opponent, as if nothing in the world could make her happy. Changed, she threw a bottle of Ziling ointment over, and she said again: "Yuanying's cultivation base, a broken arm should be fine, after returning to the sect, my uncle will heal you."

After she finished speaking, she looked in the direction where the lightning sable disappeared, not knowing what to do next.

Finding the Jade Document is very important, and it is also very important to escort Liu Hanyan back to the sect - the disciple who violated the rules and refuses to follow orders must be captured and handed over to the punishment hall. No one has ever told her which of these two matters is more important.

"That sword..." Liu Hanyan said again, "The fierce sword is heavy, don't you want to get it back?"

"That's not my sword." Chang Li replied.

This was the first time she had heard the name of this sword, but she never thought about taking it back. Even after Liu Hanyan mentioned it, she still had no intention of taking it. How to determine the order of the two equally important things.

When she was in a dilemma, she couldn't help but think of Zhong Mingzhu.

If Zhong Mingzhu is here, he must know how to deal with it.

"The sword wandering outside will cause chaos in the world." Liu Hanyan said again, and then, before Changli could respond, she suddenly let out an exclamation.

Chang Li also felt it.

The ground shook, and the rustling sounds in the forest came one after another, scrambling to come to them, not only the ground, but also the sky.

It was a demonic aura that covered the sky and the sun.

Not only that, the blood that fell seemed to come alive, and slowly rose into the air, and the light on the sword flowed again.

The first monster has rushed to the unrecognizable valley, and rushed towards Changli, its sharp teeth are covered with barbs, as long as it is touched, a large piece of flesh will be torn off.

It was a golden core monster, it was nothing to be afraid of, Changli stood still, with a flick of his sleeve, he swung a sword shadow and killed the monster in the blink of an eye.

But there are more monsters coming, one, two, and finally hundreds of them, including a dozen of Nascent Soul Realm.

Overwhelming, like a tide, the space between the heaven and the earth was quickly occupied by the stench, and dozens of monsters came forward in every direction, and there was no gap to escape.

Soon, Changli discovered that these monsters were different from what she had dealt with before.

Those monsters seemed to have gone mad, roaring and roaring, and in the end, regardless of whether they were enemies or friends, they dragged their broken bodies endlessly. Some monsters were torn apart, and their stumps were still fighting frantically.

Fenjiao was broken, and Changli could only use the spirit sword of golden core quality. After beheading the two Nascent Soul monsters, her spiritual power gradually ran out, and the group of monsters fighting in a melee would soon engulf her.

With flying claws and fangs and splattered venom, she won't last long before being seriously injured.

"It's the Heavenly Sword."

Hearing what Liu Hanyan said, she looked at the blood sword emitting a strange light.

——The frenzy in the eyes of all the monsters came from that sword.

Killing, death and death, until everything is wiped out.

Indistinctly, a vague phantom appeared in front of Chang Li's eyes, which was a scene she had never seen before.

The figure stained red with blood drew his sword and pointed at the sky, clamoring to destroy the sky and the earth, and never die.

She threw the sword backwards, piercing through the monster that wanted to attack from behind, without even looking to see if it still had enough strength, the next moment where she was originally standing was only a faint shadow.

Before getting close to the Chongxiao Sword, she immediately felt the pain of her skin being cut open. Just the sword energy cut her arm, but she didn't stop, but chanted a mantra to protect her whole body, and continued to move forward almost stubbornly rush.

The sword needs to be subdued, a voice in my heart said.

She didn't know how to subdue that fierce sword that could make hundreds of monsters mad, everything she did seemed to be instinctive.

Confronting it with her own sword energy, she stretched out her hand and slowly approached the sword. At first, she moved inch by inch, but then she could only move by a tiny bit. Even so, she still didn't stop.

There was no thought of stopping in her mind at all, she didn't look behind, all the approaching monsters turned into blood mist in the intertwined sword light.

The sword light of Chongxiao Sword, and her sword light, are intertwined into an impenetrable net, and nothing else can get close.

Either live or die.

Her hands were dripping with blood, and there was hardly an inch of intact skin. When she finally touched the hilt, the scorching temperature spread from her fingertips to the depths of the spiritual sea.

Ruoyouruowu's green energy gradually emerged, blocking Chongxiao's sword light for her, the sharp sword energy lingered and stirred up the spiritual energy, blood droplets splashed from the cracks between the fingers, one drop fell on the face, and more fell on the face. The pure white skirt didn't roll off, but was branded there, as if it wasn't blood, but fire.

Suddenly, all resistance was gone, and she took hold of the sword.

After a brief moment of tranquility, Wan Dao Jianguang suddenly occupied the entire world.

Neither good nor evil, neither sentient nor heartless, not even emptiness and nothingness.

Whether it is evil spirit or madness, they are completely suppressed by this nothingness of sword light, and those monsters can't even spit out their wailing, and they are torn apart in the criss-crossing sword shadow.

The imprisoning formation was also wiped out in an instant, Liu Hanyan coughed up a mouthful of blood, her heart was pierced by the sword energy, and no part of her body was intact, just when she felt that the last breath was about to dissipate, the sword light suddenly stopped.

Chang Li looked at the sword in his hand, and then at his feet.

Pieces of meat and bones piled up like a mountain, and every inch of the ground was stained red with blood. It was no longer a valley, but a sea of ​​blood.

She looked at the blood red all over the sky, but there was still nothing in her dark eyes.She didn't know what happened, she just held the sword, and whatever happened seemed to have nothing to do with her.

There was no feeling in her hand, blood was dripping down in strings, Chongxiao Sword was now dimly shining, lying silently in her palm, even though it was covered with blood, it no longer emitted a coquettish light.

It should be over, just when she thought so, a stone came through the air, she noticed it, and moved her hand to raise the sword to block it, but then found that she didn't even have the strength to lift the sword.

With a heavy wrist, the five fingers spread out, and the heavy sword came out of her palm, and instead of falling, it flew in one direction.

Someone wants to grab the sword, Chang Li has no extra spiritual power to stop it.

She had no intention of stopping it, because the sword was not hers.

Then, she saw a figure stained red with blood rushing over, hugging the sword.

It was Liu Hanyan, she had a broken arm, she didn't use the other hand to hold the sword, but hugged Chong Xiaojian tightly in her arms, Chang Li could see that she was extremely weak.

There is only a thread of life left, and it will die at any time.

After she hugged the sword, she no longer had the strength to maintain her figure, and fell weakly.

That was a disciple of Tianyi Sect, Chang Li should save her, but she didn't even have the energy left to raise her hand, so she could only watch Liu Hanyan get further and further away.

But when she was about to fall into the pool of blood, Chongxiao Sword suddenly appeared dazzling light again.

The ground under Liu Hanyan was split by sword energy, and under the narrow ground gap was an abyss, which quickly closed after she fell into it, and returned to the land that was originally stained red with blood.

The time was very short, but at the moment when the ground cracked, Changli saw the tumbling flames below.

There seemed to be a sound of wrath in the distance.

In order to resist the turbulent spiritual energy that came from the collision, Changli exhausted his last bit of energy, and the flying sword fell slowly, his dark eyes reflected bottomless blood.

Not a single inch of it is intact, it is an ancient battlefield where the battle cry has not died down, and it is the place where bones are buried many years later.

It is a swamp that devours everything.

Falling into it, the waves that are stirred up are all flowers in the sea of ​​blood.

All the sounds disappeared, whether it was the sound of the wind, the sound of vegetation, or the howling of monsters, the person hiding in the dark had left, and she was the only one here.

In a trance, she heard a familiar voice.

It's also an illusion, she thought, the flying sword fell obliquely first, and the tip plunged into the bloody soil.

When her toes were about to touch the wanton flow of blood, her body lightened suddenly.

The blood and stench disappeared quickly, and she was pulled off the ground by the force wrapped around her waist.

That is someone's arm.

She fell down on the flying sword, and her slightly raised eyes met a pair of eyes that were slightly shallower than ordinary people.

"Why ignore me." Zhong Mingzhu frowned and looked at her, and quickly stretched out a smile, brushing her face and arms with his hands, and the light blue aura wiped away the blood and those small wounds.

Afterwards, she heard Zhong Mingzhu's "Hey", and then the flying sword landed and rose again quickly.

The jade certificate was hung back on her waist, and Zhong Mingzhu threw out a ball that could vaguely see the original pure white fur color, and complained in a low voice:

"That mink's fur is pretty good, but it's a pity that it was cut a lot."