The return of petitions

Ever since Wei Wuxian decided to be with Xue Yang, he had thought about all the things that the two of them would have to face for thousands of times, and the current "Hundred Schools of Fighting Demons" is just the worst one he had imagined.

Everyone in the Xianmen knew early on that Wei Wuxian, after cultivating the way of ghosts, was invincible. During the Sun Shooting Campaign, he was able to kill all of Wen's disciples with just a ghost flute, and finally drove away the corpses. Make Wen Ruohan die under the evil thing he refined.Although Xue Yang bears the title of "ancestor and descendant of the evil way", his threat is far less than that of Wei Wuxian. Therefore, in order to take Wei Wuxian down in one fell swoop on the day of defeating the demons, the family selected a hundred swordsmen with superb swordsmanship. The disciples practiced the sword formation day and night, and after attacking the mass grave in Yiling, they drew their swords at the same time, trapping Wei Wuxian in the formation. Wei Wuxian swept across his body, leaving behind bloody wounds.

Wei Wuxian held Chen Qing to block the flying long swords one by one, but in the end he was no match for a hundred swords with both hands, and within a moment he was bruised all over his body by the sword energy, and blood oozed from the cut.

Xue Yang was also trapped not far from Wei Wuxian by hundreds of disciples. Hundreds of disciples surrounded him tightly, and the turbulent sword light filled Xue Yang's eyes. Wuxian was in a predicament, and he was so anxious that he really wanted to go to rescue him, but it was still in vain—Xue Yang himself was already bruised, the hand holding the sword was still trembling, and unstoppable blood flowed down his fingertips Rolling down, dipping the silver sword into bright red.

After Wei Wuxian knew that Baijia wanted to slay demons, he expected this day to come.

That day after Xue Yang beheaded all the disciples who broke through the formation in the forest, no one else came to make trouble for a period of time.But this is just a moment of tranquility before the storm. As long as the Yinhu Talisman is still in Wei Wuxian's hands, the people of all families will never give up the act of defeating demons, and they will definitely find a perfect strategy to avoid being captured while defeating demons .

Sure enough, a few days later, nearly a thousand people from a hundred families of the immortal sect rushed to the mass grave in Yiling, trapped Wei Wuxian inside with a sword formation of hundreds of people, and sent other disciples to besiege Xue Yang to keep him away from Wei Wuxian. Once the two separated, although Wei Wuxian was not easy to be captured in time, it was still easy to kill Xue Yang.

Wei WuXian saw a long sword coming towards Xue Yang's face, and with the force of piercing through the air, he pushed the sword away and went straight into his stomach. The sword must stab me, but even so, the whole person still staggered out of strength, his right hand trembled so much that he didn't even have the strength to lift the sword, he could only watch helplessly as the thin sword tip pierced through the air, and his abdominal cavity suddenly As soon as it was cold, warm blood gushed out as the sword tip was pulled out.

"Xue Yang!" Wei Wuxian's eyes turned red rapidly, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a blood-stained hand, blood surged up in his throat uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that Xue Yang's body was tottering and unable to stand still, Wei Wuxian put Chen Qing on his lips and blew out a quick and weird tune. Ghosts came from the sky, and the thick black mist covered the sky and surrounded the whole mountain. The messy coffins in the mass grave trembled violently under the gloomy air, and the rotting corpses buried under the deep soil also protruded from the soil and rubbed out little by little.

The cold air rushed towards the people of hundreds of families like a flood that broke a bank. As a group of disciples were overturned to the ground and howling in pain, the sword formation was broken in an instant, and Wei Wuxian didn't care to return it. The long swords around his body rushed to Xue Yang's side in a few quick steps, and caught his collapsed and limp body.

Xue Yang's body was covered with scars, his eyes were bright red when he lowered his head, even lying in Wei Wuxian's arms, he was still unconscious, which shows that this encounter has reached its limit.

Wei Wuxian was so distressed that his heart was throbbing, he stretched out his hand to caress Xue Yang's blood-stained face, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, tears unconsciously fell from his eyes, dripped on Xue Yang's face and then slipped into his hair, cold and wet Excited, the eyelids of the person in his arms trembled a few times, and then he barely opened his eyes, and before he could say anything, he passed out again.

The broken sword array was about to take shape again soon, and the disciples lying on the ground who could not move were replaced by those who came later.Wei Wuxian looked at the shadows of swords and swords around him, and with the help of Yin Soul, he rushed out of the omissions in the formation with Xue Yang in his arms.

The Hundred Families of the Immortal Gate have been planning for a long time, and this time they came here to vow to besiege Yiling Patriarch and his Taoist companion, and kill them here. Now seeing Wei Wuxian taking Xue Yang to the back mountain, a group of He also hurriedly followed with a sword.

Wei Wuxian gently put Xue Yang down and let him sit next to a boulder, and turned to face the thousands of family members who came chasing him, with a mocking smile on his face: "To deal with mere Wei, the immortal It's funny, it's really funny that all the families of the family are mobilized!"

A middle-aged man standing at the forefront shouted sharply: "Patriarch Yiling, if you are captured without a fight, your life can still be spared, otherwise you and Xue Yang, the little devil, will die here today."

"Joke!" Wei Wuxian's eyes burst out with extreme hatred, murderous aura permeated his eyes, and the corners of his eyes became red like blood due to the intense emotion: "What did I do to be punished by you like this? Is it me and Did Xue Yang help you kill Wen Ruohan? Or did I give in to your aggressiveness over and over again?" Chen Qing raised her hand and pointed at the densely packed crowd below, her face as cold as frost Said: "My righteousness does not kill people, but people commit crimes against me. Today you people are dead or alive, and it is only what you asked for." After finishing speaking, he put the petition on his lips and blew it.

Hundreds of ghosts came and descended among the crowd, leaving behind only blinding blood and painful wailing where the yin energy passed. Some people from aristocratic families who barely resisted with swords shouted: "Set up the formation! Quickly set up the formation!"

The Sword Formation of Hundred Men was like a huge net covering Wei WuXian in the air, and ghosts surrounded him like black mist and flew him back, narrowly dodging the sword light that almost penetrated his body.

At the moment when he turned around, Xue Yang, who was unconscious, fell into the hands of the family, and was put on the spot by several people, with the long sword in his hand resting on his neck, and blood slowly oozes out where the blade struck.

"Xue Yang!" Wei Wuxian turned pale with shock, holding Chen Qing's hand so hard that he seemed to crush the ghost flute, his eyes were about to burst, and he said, "Let him go!"

"Patriarch Yiling, hand over the Yinhu Talisman and capture him without a fight, otherwise Xue Yang's life will be lost today!" The man holding the sword against Xue Yang's throat shouted loudly, seeing Wei Wuxian groan in extreme anger. His body trembled slightly, and blood continued to flow from the corner of his mouth. He immediately evoked a triumphant smile, moved the blade closer, and shouted again in an irresistible command tone: "Hand over the Yinhu Talisman!"

Wei Wuxian raised his left hand lightly, and the Yinhu Talisman quietly appeared in the palm of his hand, but his hateful eyes stared at the man without blinking, and said in a cold voice, "Let go of Xue Yang, the Yinhu Talisman is here for you. "

"Do you think we are fools? Let him go and you can obediently hand over the Yinhu Talisman?" The man sneered: "Stand there and don't move, just throw the Yinhu Talisman over!"

Wei Wuxian slowly closed his eyes, the pain in his heart spurred tears to slide down his blood-stained face, but there was no trace of grief or sorrow on his face, only endless murderous intent and resentment.

"What are you waiting for?" The man shouted again impatiently: "If you don't hand over the Yinhu Talisman, I will be rude to Xue Yang!"

Wei WuXian opened his eyes, his eyes without any emotional fluctuations were like a pool of stagnant water, but it made the people who saw it clearly feel the piercing coldness in those eyes, the heart-piercing coldness overflowing one by one.

"Hand over the Yinhu Talisman!" The people below shouted, "Everyone got the Yiling Patriarch and killed them. You and Xue Yang, the two monsters, should have been killed a long time ago!"

"Xue Yang killed my people, you are his Taoist partner, you are not a good thing!"

"One is the founder of the ghost way, and the other is the descendant of the ancestor of the evil way. You two are indeed demon heads and enemies of the righteous way of martial arts!"

"Today, Yiling Mountain is the burial place of your two great demons!"

Wei Wuxian looked at the people standing below, all raising their swords and screaming at him, all wanting to fight and kill, and Xue Yang, who was soaked in blood, was pressed among them at this moment, using it to coerce and coerce him.

This is the Immortal Family, who are famous for upholding righteousness and upholding justice. Now because of a Yinhu Talisman, they want to kill him and Xue Yang, even though he and Xue Yang have never done anything out of the ordinary. thing.

Such a fairy gate is really not worth the slightest bit of nostalgia.

Wei Wuxian was about to throw the Yinhu Talisman when he saw a figure descending from the sky not far from Xue Yang. He quickly swung his fists and knocked down the people who were imprisoning the young man in black robes. Flying towards Wei Wuxian, handing Xue Yang carefully into his hands.

"Wen Ning?" Wei WuXian was taken aback, "Why did you come?"

Not only was Wei Wuxian stunned, but those people below hadn't reacted from the sudden change. When they recovered and looked beside him, there was no Xue Yang, and then their complexion changed drastically, and a bad look appeared in their eyes—— Xue Yang is Wei Wuxian's weakness, if he is not in hand, what else can he use to coerce the other party to hand over the Yinhu Talisman?Even if the formation can trap him, there will always be casualties. It would be more straightforward and neat to use Xue Yang directly.

"I heard that hundreds of families were fighting demons, so I came overnight." Wen Ning nodded and said, "Master, I made you suffer."

Wei Wuxian shook his head lightly, let Wen Ning hug Xue Yang and retreat aside, slowly turned around to look at the family members gathered not far away, with his fingers curled up a gleam of golden light, his blood-red lips slowly parted Said: "The winking eyes are shyly closed, and the red lips are smiling one after another. Regardless of good or evil, dot the eyes to call the future!"

"Summoning Generals by Dotting Eyes!" Everyone turned pale, and backed away in horror: "He is using Summoning Eyes and Summoning Skills, set up the formation quickly, where is the Hundred Swords Formation? Hurry up and kill Patriarch Yiling!"

But it was too late, Wei Wuxian had already summoned countless corpses and ghosts to rush towards the crowd. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people had their hearts ripped out to death, and the ground was covered with corpses, blood flowing like rivers, mourning Crying and howling could be heard endlessly, and the bloody aura filled the sky and covered the entire mountain.

Wei Wuxian was full of hatred in his heart, and he only wanted to kill all the 1000 people in the future.But after all, he still had the last sliver of rationality, and after half of the group of people were killed or injured, he removed all the summoned ghosts, looked coldly at the broken arms and corpses below, and the place where his eyes went was devastated, and said coldly: "You will never be my opponents. Even if there is no Yinhu Talisman, if I, Wei Wuxian, want to kill someone, I can wipe out all the families of the Xianmen with just these two hands."

The words are calm and cold without any emotion, but they can fall into the ears of the living people like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, shaking their hearts numb, fearful and trembling.

"I, Wei Wuxian, think that I have never done anything to offend the aristocratic family, but you have repeatedly forced me and Xue Yang, making it impossible for the two of us to retreat." Wei Wuxian said: "In this life, I have only done it according to my heart. Two things that you think are evil, one is to practice the way of ghosts in order to survive, and the other is to fall in love with a descendant of the Xue family who is not allowed in the family, but what do these have to do with you? What do you base your judgment on me? Is it right or wrong with Xue Yang?"

Wei Wuxian looked at Xue Yang who was still in Wen Ning's arms, and said resolutely, "From today onwards, I, Wei Wuxian, will officially withdraw from the Immortal Sect. From then on, I will no longer have anything to do with the affairs of the hundred families." Wei Wuxian raised his hand to call Pulling out the Yinhu Talisman, with a sudden force between his fingers, the black iron turned into a puff of powder and dispersed with the wind: "The Yinhu Talisman has been destroyed, I have no relationship with the family anymore, I will not take the initiative to find trouble with you , you don’t come to trouble me and Xue Yang, otherwise,” Chen Qing pointed to the bottom, Wei Wuxian tilted his head and sneered, and said with murderous intent: “This is what will happen to you today. Remember it!”

Yu Luo, too lazy to care about the lives of the rest of the people, supported Xue Yang with Wen Ning on the left and right, the two supported him and turned to face the cliff, and jumped down without hesitation...

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