Yu Hongchen

This investigation will wait until that night Haishi.There was fog on the beach that night.The fog locks the river and the sea, and the smoke cages the long river, directly illuminating the shadows of the people in front of you.

More than 20 disciples hid in the mountains and forests by the sea, watching from the sidelines.Xiang Wanning was restless, walking back and forth, worried: "Why hasn't there been any news yet?"

He Suowu leaned aside and said calmly: "Don't worry, in a moment, there will be news from Ji Qing."

Xiang Wanning looked at him in surprise: "Senior Brother He is serious?"

He Suowu nodded slowly.

While speaking, the disciple in charge of the communication received the communication from Ji Qing, and came over and said, "Senior Sister, they have already entered the boundary of Buchan Palace, and they are communicating with Senior Brother Shang to try to crack the protective circle around Buchan Palace."

Xiang Wanning showed a happy face: "That's good. When they connect with each other, we can cooperate from inside to outside, and we won't be caught off guard against the monster race." Then he ordered all the disciples to take a short rest to recharge their batteries.

The time of Haishi is about to pass, and the five disciples who went to investigate during the day have returned.Only one came back.He was wounded all over his body, fell to the ground, cried hoarsely and said: "We were just patrolling the shore, but we were discovered by a member of the Yaozu. They took us into the boat and tortured us. , they...they threw A Yao and the others into the sea to feed the sea beasts..."

The faces of all the disciples changed suddenly, Xiang Wanning was sad and angry, and said in a trembling voice: "It's really deceiving people too much!"

The disciple crying on the ground continued: "They released me and said... that if I don't surrender again, they will attack tonight."

Xiang Wanning clenched his claws into fists and made a cracking sound.She knew in her heart that Yaozu didn't know whether they killed Buchan Palace disciples or reinforcements from other sects.Or, they know, but don't care.

She tried to stabilize her grief and anger, and said in a calm tone: "Why did the demon clan return to the Toad Palace?"

The disciple was seriously injured, and he only prostrated himself on the ground, hissing in pain: "They want to use force to force Buchan Palace female cultivator to surrender to the demon clan and become a servant of the demon clan."

Xiang Wanning's calm state of mind was overwhelmed immediately, she drew her sword and shouted: "Absurd!"

That disciple was scared out of his wits by the demon clan on the huge boat, and was bluffed by her drawing the sword like this, his eyelids rolled up immediately, and he passed out on the ground.

Xiang Wanning regained consciousness in time, and hurriedly ordered his disciples to take him down to heal his injuries.The atmosphere in the group of disciples was heavy.All of a sudden, He Suowu opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were icy cold: "No, they have acted." Immediately after that, there was a loud scream from Buchan Palace, and the sound spread thousands of miles across the sea, as if mourning , sad and passionate.

All the disciples looked towards the source of the sound, and saw the gate of the Buchan Palace on the mountain burst open, and a large group of female cultivators rushed out.They went aggressively, shouted again and again, and rushed to the shore in an instant.Dimly, I couldn't count the number of female nuns, but judging from the screams, there should be a hundred of them.

Xiang Wanning was shocked and said: "Why did they act suddenly? Haven't you connected with Daoyou Ji yet?"

He Suowu's face was cold, and he cursed in a low voice: "These stubborn women!" Then he said to the summoned disciple: "Send a message to the head of the sect, saying that Buchan Palace will fight with its back, and take the first step." Then he flew out of the forest with his sword , Feihong generally landed gently at the foot of the mountain.

Xiang Wanning was upset, but the situation was serious at this time, so she couldn't allow her to think too much, so she ordered a few words, and rushed out with other disciples.

The night on the west bank is like frost, and the white mist runs across the river. I can see little sparks flying around the bank, like evil shadows and ghosts, gathered around the huge monsters, and merged into a sky-high flame.In an instant, the haze that filled the sky was driven away, and the field of vision suddenly became cheerful and bright.Under the firelight, the hull of Senhei also showed a mammoth shape in daylight.The hundreds of Buchan palace female cultivators were fully armed, they yelled repeatedly, and with a look of resoluteness, they marched forward without hesitation.Even though the huge boat had a heavy hull, it couldn't help shaking a few times due to the voices of the female cultivators.

Candles were quickly lit on the huge boat, and in the faint river fire, I saw the demon king striding forward and standing under an oil lamp.The oil lamp swayed back and forth, hitting his handsome face as before, half of his face reflected jade, and half of his face was dark.He was condescending, and looked at everyone on the shore with contemptuous eyes, as if he didn't feel uncomfortable at all due to the grief, anger and resentment of the female cultivators.

When all the female cultivators saw him appear, their eyes were all fixed, and after a while, all the short knives, sharp blades, and concealed spells in their hands... all smashed into his face.

With a light wave of the demon king, all the weapons that came up were swept away and landed on the deck with a clang.He smiled generously and said, "This king accepts everyone's wishes. It's just that the sword has no eyes, and this tribute is too bloody."

A female cultivator with thick eyebrows and big eyes charged forward, Bai Lian was flying, and Yu Jian was floating in the air.She ordered all the female cultivators in Buchan Palace to smash the boat with their swords.Loudly said: "Bah! Even if I defend the mountain in Buchan Palace, I will not be able to bow my head as a minister. Go and dream of your Spring and Autumn Dream!"

The demon king suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha, bow your head as a minister? By you?" He said sarcastically: "A slave dares to raise his own status and pretend to be a minister? Hahahaha, it is true that this king has heard it since he came out of Xiya Mountain. Biggest joke ever!"

The female cultivator was furious and ordered all the female cultivators to speed up the speed of smashing the boat.It's just that the hull of the boat is not known to be made of any material, even if the sword is used on the body, it can't hurt the slightest.All the female cultivators complained incessantly, their movements were a little slow, and when they raised their eyes to see the triumphant expression of the Demon King, their hearts were filled with resentment and anger.

The demon king on the boat stood leisurely, not paying attention.

Two men stepped out from behind him, the frail Yu Liu said: "My lord, why don't you annihilate them in one fell swoop?"

The demon king laughed wantonly, waved his hands and said repeatedly: "No rush, let's watch a good show first."

The hull of the boat was blessed with a special magic circle, and the Buchan palace maid could not fly, nor could she drive people off the boat, so she could only use all her strength to smash her arms full of hatred, and smashed hard on the boat.The ship shook for a while, and the demon king, who was used to watching good shows, also began to feel bored, his smile gradually faded, and he gestured behind him.

The entourage named Han Zhu stepped forward steadily, and muttered a few words silently, all the female cultivators felt dizzy for a while, the movements of their hands gradually slowed down, and a pain of tearing flesh and bones hit immediately.

"Be careful, everyone, that's a witchcraft!"

At this time, He Suowu arrived in time.With a wave of the long sword, the sky was full of ice and snow accompanied by a strong wind, freezing the impending sorcery in the field, and the female cultivators were stunned for a moment.

The demon king standing on the boat is full of meaning: "Huh? A few more small fish? Interesting."

The entourage named Han Zhu snorted, raised his hand, palm upwards, muttering words again, not long after, a white dot faintly emerged from his palm.Under the urging of his chanting mantra, the real white spot finally burned into a handful of white flames, the flames were white with blue in the middle, jittering restlessly.

He Suowu raised his eyes and looked up, with a bad premonition in his heart, and the murderous aura reappeared in his body.

Seeing the entourage bring out a handful of flames, he turned his palm over, and the flames fell down. He Suowu yelled at the female cultivator beside him: "That's demon fire! Get out of the way, everyone!" But the surroundings were in a mess However, the Buchan Palace female cultivator is fully committed to the plan of smashing the ship, how can anyone listen to him?

The white flame quickly descended to the female cultivators. The closest female cultivator didn't take it seriously and waved the flame lightly, but the flame seemed to have life. After shaking back and forth a few times, it took the initiative to Drill into her palm.

He Suowu's eyesight was extraordinary, and the blade of the sword transported out the bone-piercing ice and snow, almost freezing it above the crowd.He also rushed into the air, drew his sword suddenly, stopped the female cultivator in the air, and shouted: "Meng Qiuyun! Let them back away!"

Meng Qiuyun's eyes widened angrily, and he shouted sharply: "You ignorant boy, how dare you stop me? Get out of the way!" Fang Fu touched He Suowu's outrageous sword force, and suddenly felt the ice and snow chill piercing his body.A strange look flashed in her eyes, and she looked at He Suwu: "Lixue Nineteen Swords? Are you a casual cultivator of Qiushuimen?" Although her voice was still majestic, her movements did indeed slow down.

He Suowu shouted again: "Get them back!"

Meng Qiuyun withdrew his offensive, snorted, and shouted towards the misty mist ten miles away: "Everyone, retreat for now!"

But it was already a step slower.

The white demon fire danced like crazy, hitting the ice that froze it constantly, and quickly escaped. Before He Suowu could react, it was divided into dozens of small fire points, and madly attacked the female nun beside the boat , from the face, arm, and back into the bodies of the female cultivators.As soon as the demon fire entered the body, all the female cultivators roared and rolled over on the ground, clutching their chests tightly.

The rest of the Buchan Palace female cultivators who were not attacked by the demon fire heard the order, quickly reacted and retreated quickly.At this time, Xiang Wanning also arrived just in time, protecting them and retreating.

The female cultivator who was attacked by the demon fire couldn't help but rolled desperately on the shore, screaming and looking extremely painful.The female cultivators of Buchan Palace, who couldn't bear it, wanted to step forward to save their companions, but were blocked by He Suowu's sword energy: "Don't get close, the demon fire will pass through the body!" Those female cultivators said with tears in the corners of their eyes: "Then what should I do?" manage?"

He Suowu descended to the shore and met Xiang Wanning's eyes.

Xiang Wanning reacted in an instant, and led the disciples behind him to form a sword net, and wrapped the Buchan Palace nun who was rolling on the shore into the sword net, swung the sword energy, and threw them into the sea with a strong lift.At this time, He Suowu's "Nineteen Swords of Lixue" just happened to be the strongest move, and he smashed the bone-piercing sword intent into the sea.That piece of sea water became calm, and even froze into ice in the blink of an eye. The sea surface was filled with white mist, and the frost was freezing.The female cultivator who was attacked by the demon fire froze in the sea water, and quickly settled down, no longer struggling and screaming.

The demon king Jingfeng had a panoramic view of everything through the flames soaring into the sky.He narrowed his eyes slightly, and exclaimed: "What a powerful sword technique! Who is this person?"

Han Zhu behind him replied: "This man's name is He Suowu, he is a casual cultivator of Qiushuimen, and he has practiced the nineteen swords of Lixue.

The demon king suddenly said: "Well, yes. This king remembered that this person was also the one who went to the banquet instead of the leader of the casual cultivators." His eyes were full of playfulness: "It seems that there are also a lot of talents in the casual cultivators. "

Then he was surprised and said: "We have already hit the door of the house, but the head of the casual cultivator has not appeared yet, so is it possible that he is really dead?"

Over there, the night is cold and frosty, and the empty valley is quiet.Shang Lixing led more than ten casual cultivators to hide in the canyon, sitting upright, with the worry on his brows unchanged.

While shivering with chills, a disciple came over timidly and asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Shang, how long are we going to hide here?"

Shang Lixing didn't want to say more, he just responded with one word: "Wait!"

The disciple saw that his face was cold, his tone was decisive, and he didn't look warm like before, so he couldn't help shivering again.Little did they know that although Shang Lixing had a majestic appearance at this time, it was actually just a superficial appearance.He had overdrawn his zhenqi at the Qianzhong Shadow Wall before, and he never recovered. Later, he suffered from Xie Liuchen's heart-breaking sword, and finally he was wounded and seriously ill.In the severe cold and frost, he was almost unable to hold on, but he didn't want to show his weak side, so he could only suppress the discomfort in his body.

The members of the Qiushui Gate received a message from He Suowu and hurried over to report: "Master, the people from Buchan Palace have moved first! He Suowu and the others are also rushing to support."

Shang Lixing sat on the spot, helplessly said: "Master Meng Gong is very willful, I'm afraid he doesn't trust outsiders' rescue at all." He asked again: "What about Ji Qing and the others?"

The doorman shook his head and said, "There is no news for now."

The disciple beside him asked, "Senior Brother Shang, are we going to help too?"

Shang Lixing pondered for a while, then waved his hand and said, "No rush, let's wait and see what happens."

The doorman who sent the message was already very anxious: "But the door master, the demon king brought 500 troops, and even the Buchan Palace is not their opponent. If there is a real fight, we—"

Shang Lixing sighed and said, "Don't worry, based on what I know about He Suwu, he will definitely drive people into the inland. We just wait here."

The doorman and his disciples responded in unison: "Yes."

Shang Lixing caressed his chest, looked up at the sky, saw the moon was cold and the wind was high, and the leaves were covered with silver frost.His heart ached, and he sighed for no reason: "Where is he... now?"