[New Peerless Double Pride 3] Over the years

Deep in the Wanzhang Mountains, it is a temple dedicated to the Yellow Emperor.

This place is different from any palace I have ever seen. It is vast, empty, and dimly lit. There is no pile of gold and jade, and there is no ever-burning lamp to illuminate the four rooms.Except for the deviator statue and a solitary six-story stone pagoda in the center, there is nothing else as far as I can see.

To put it bluntly, the temple is just an empty shell that the Yellow Emperor used to deceive the world, and its real significance lies in the suppression of the nine heavens and the fallen dust.If you think about it carefully, the Yellow Emperor and the Celestial Girl had the closest relationship in ancient times, but now there is only a seal that will never be solved.The long life of the heavenly girl will inevitably resent and curse her forever, but it is the Yellow Emperor, who does not know how to be reincarnated, and has already been reincarnated thousands of times...

I was thinking about this, and Jiang Wuque and I got out of a crevice in the corner. At that time, we inhaled and retracted our abdomen, and then we could barely pass through the narrow space in the crevice by turning sideways.The sound of fighting that was heard far away just now became real after seeing a faint ray of light.

The six-story stone pagoda, all the light is emitted from the inside of the tower, and there is nothing outside the tower for several feet.Everyone, as long as they get close, they will activate the god statues at the four corners of the temple. The four god statues are all female-like monsters with human heads and snake bodies. The stone turned into flesh and blood, and a lightning bolt was a fatal blow.

However, the fierce fighting in the closed place in the mountain is the most cramped, especially if the opponent can throw fire and induce electricity. They are not afraid of overturning the entire temple, but the people in it have to beware of being engulfed and buried by falling rocks.

Xiao Xia, Jiang Yun, Xiong Bahei girl, Miss Qiu, Ruohu Xiaoxian Hua Ziyin, there is really no one else. With so many people from the martial arts here, it is naturally impossible for all of them to die in the middle of the road. However, this time There was a bitter struggle with the guardians of the temple, but I didn't see a single person stepping forward to help.

Even Jiang Wuque stood in the dark and watched.

It's not like yesterday's distraught appearance.

I also understand that reason precedes emotion at critical moments, and if Xiao Yu'er can let go and let his own son experience it, Jiang Wuque naturally has no reason to short-sighted.The unsharpened blade is not sharp, Xiao Xia and Jiang Yun are completely due to the failure of the two fathers to have the accomplishments that are outstanding among their peers today.

The white glow passed by, it was as bright as day, and the sound of rocks collapsing shook the foundation. I secretly went to see Jiang Wuque. In fact, he was also nervous. The hard fist loosened.

Maybe I just like him that way, no matter what happens to me, I just smile and it's gone, it's as pale as water.

"Is there any chance?" I asked him in a low voice.

"I'm not afraid now," Jiang Wuque glanced over, "I just don't know how many people are watching in the dark."

I pondered for a while, and then replied: "Except for the four sects of Wudang, Shaolin, Emei, and the Beggars' Gang, there are also some insignificant small and medium-sized forces. A total of [-] sects will form an alliance with Feiyan Villa. If the plan goes according to plan, among them We will pick out less than a hundred masters to enter this place... Besides, there are also some scattered people who are not sure about the details, and I think they must be some top masters, otherwise they would not dare to come here rashly."

Jiang Wuque was definitely looking at me.

"Why is it like this?" I raised my hand to touch my cheek through a layer of darkness between him and him, "But there's something wrong with it?"

He shook his head, his eyes still fell on me, especially in the dark, "You actually told me this." He said.

I avoided my eyes, and my heart was already relieved: "Since I'm here, I don't want to see anyone come and go. What's more, you could have stopped Jiang Yun and the others before they entered the Vientiane Cave. You didn't, you promised I, want to give me the best ending I can imagine."

"Yes……"

Just at this time, Jiang Xia led a snake girl to chase after her in a thrilling manner. The tail of the snake was coiled layer by layer on the six-story pagoda in the center of the hall. body, I squeezed the cold sweat, and saw the little shrimp scurry and sprint, the two snakes wanted to chase again, and the tail of the snake exerted force--"click", the stone pagoda began to break from the middle, and there was another loud bang, and the six-story stone pagoda overturned the river and the sea It collapsed suddenly, and unexpectedly, a thick layer of smoke and dust rolled in, quickly covering the entire temple.

After the smoke passed, the glowing thing in the pagoda appeared in front of people.

"It's the Sacred God Art!" I yelled.

Hearing noises all around, people jumped out one after another, and each of them flashed their weapons and shouted: "Nephew Jiang Xia, don't panic, I'll wait to help you!"

A tactic of mourning the gods easily attracted everyone.There are many people and strong strength, and the sword array forms a huge net and spreads across the sky. Even if the opponent has three heads and six arms and the ability of a demigod, he is no match for a hundred masters fighting together. "What are you waiting for?!" I pulled Jiang Wuque's wrist and mixed into the battle circle with him.

It is a melee in itself, and no one cares about anyone else.In the end, everyone surrounded the ancient guardians, and the leader of the martial arts alliance was the first to throw his sword, and the rest of them followed suit, using their unique tricks. In an instant, the weapons flew up like mountains and seas, which could turn the four snakes into girls For 齑 powder.

The hall was silent for a moment, and the statues at the four corners suddenly returned to their stone sculptures. The human head and snake body were so lifelike that the fierce battle before was like a dream image, which was extremely unreal.

Only the crumbling stone pagoda in front of me shows everything.

"Sorrowing God Art!"

Many people reacted, and I also took a sudden step, but was restrained by Jiang Wuque again.

In the middle of the ruins of the main hall, a ball of dim light arched, and among all kinds of chaotic stones and blue smoke, there was a black gold treasure chest waiting quietly.

Jiang Yun was the closest, but he only moved a finger, and countless weapons were directed at the vital points from all directions.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Jiang Xia stopped loudly: "Why is this?" He asked the martial arts leader behind him, "We are all acquaintances, and now we meet again after a long absence, why do we meet each other in arms, such a fate?"

"Bah!" It's okay if he didn't say anything, but when he said it, he drew a lot of curses, "Who is an acquaintance with you! Do you remember how many lives you killed in the martial arts conference?! Now you are here to fight against the lackeys of Emperor Qiu's palace to fight for the god of mourning!" Tactics, shameless! If the hero Yan Nantian knows that there is a disciple like you, he will definitely vomit blood with anger!"

"You—" One of Qiu Xinliu's eyes turned red in an instant, and the bow in his hand was ready to shoot, "If you have the guts to say it again!"

"Xinliu!" It was Jiang Yun who stopped Miss Qiu, turned to look at everyone, and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I have already drawn a clear line with Qiu Huangdian. If there is any enmity in the past, I would like to see you again." I have to bear it with all my strength, but this time I took the God of Lost Art to save my biological father's life, and my life is at stake, so please do it."

Jiang Yun was still the same as before, with a cold and serious personality, with a cold face when he spoke, and no false words.

I don't know how Jiang Wuque was thinking, but I was a little distracted after all: Jiang Yun and the others, compared to a few months ago, have grown a little bit taller, and have outstanding postures. No matter who they are, they are already in front of others. momentum.

Especially Jiang Yun, although his face has not changed at all, his voice and temperament are no longer the same as before.

He has matured since he was a child, but he has grown from a young man to a deep one overnight. At that time in the snowy mountains, he talked less and less day by day, and became more and more silent. When we meet now, I feel that he has lost weight at first sight, and he is actually a little thinner. The young man is getting old.

On the contrary, Jiang Xia got Xiaoyu'er's inheritance, no matter how the father and son were tossed, after a life-and-death struggle, they would be like the fish and shrimp in the river and sea, jumping full of vitality.

I know that Jiang Yun was created by the environment, he is too stubborn, and he hates the mistake of admitting a thief as his father. If Jiang Wuque cannot be rescued smoothly this time, I think he will not be able to get out even if he lives his whole life.

"You said that you have nothing to do with Qiu Huangdian," a person in front of the lord scolded Jiang Yun, "Why should we believe you? What's more, you were going to send the God of Despair to the Lord Qiuhuang Palace, Qiu Who is the Emperor Palace Master, and if he obtains the Sacred God Art, how will he treat the people in the world?!"

"I understand," Jiang Yun replied, "As far as you are concerned, I have no position at the moment."

"Then it's useless to talk too much! You leave as soon as possible, and the benevolent leader of the alliance may not hold you accountable for helping the evildoers."

"But today I must get the Sangshen Art." A cold light flashed, and Jiang Yun raised his sword and pointed, "No one can stop it!"

"Aren't you very touched?" I asked Jiang Wuque using the technique of sound transmission, but he didn't answer, and there was no expression on his face.

When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, Jiang Xia withdrew her expression slightly, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "Everyone, you have to think about it before you start. My cousin is notoriously ruthless, and he is filial. You must save him! And if you prevent him from saving his father, you are making him an enemy; if you are an enemy to him, you are making an enemy of my Uncle Wuque; if you are an enemy of my Uncle Wuque, you are making an enemy of my father, Xiao Yuer To be an enemy of my father, Xiao Yuer, is to be an enemy of Yan Nantian, the number one hero in the world—how, if you want to wipe out some crooked ways in the future, will you still remember to beg my Uncle Yan to help you? !"

"A bunch of nonsense!" Even I was dizzy when I heard it, so it's no wonder that Daoist Emei raised his whisk violently and scolded: "Little Huangkou, the general trend of martial arts and the fate of the people in the world are up to you to decide! To save Jiang Wuque's life? You Rather, listen to me, Jiang Wuque is well versed in moving flowers and jade, so how could he fall into the hands of Qiu Yu? Besides, he has disappeared from the world for more than [-] years, whether he is alive or dead is unknown, so how can you just rely on your one-sided words? Dedicate the funeral mystery to the most insane person in the world!"

"I can prove it," Qiu Xinliu said immediately, "Uncle Jiang is still alive, and Jiang Yun was indeed threatened by Qiu Yu to use the God of Sorrow to save his father."

"By you?" Some people even sneered, "The daughter of Emperor Qiu's palace master? The relationship between you is really wonderful!"

"Oh? How wonderful?" A person in the corner asked. The voice of that person was not high, his voice was low and soft, and even a little hoarse. become stagnant.

Everyone turned their heads together, and saw a figure slowly walking out of the darkness.

The first is the silhouette of the man, tall and thin, and the sleeves of the floor-length robe are even more empty; and when the face is slowly revealed in front of the people, in the dim light, where everyone is watching, he did not cover up at all, With a bare face, pale complexion, and long hair tied behind the ears by a red string, when he walked out alive, it reminded me of the dead.

Hit by the dim light of the temple, his eyes were terribly black, and when he got closer, he also frightened me.

Presumably many people present have the same feeling as me, that face, how many people thought they would never see each other again in this life--the master who became famous 20 years ago, maybe he still remembers the great events in the world at that time, Jiang Yulang and his son's one-time push Quintessence, what many people talk about after dinner, the only son of a Jiangnan hero, a gentle and treacherous handsome boy, no one would have imagined that when we meet now, he will suddenly become a public enemy of martial arts.

It is said that Qiu Yu is Jiang Yulang, the rumors are the rumors, the people who hear it are always a little confused, didn't he go to Gu Renyu's house to be a gardener?Didn't the fire in Gu's mansion burn him to nothing?Not long ago, all the factions gathered in the Emperor's Palace for righteousness, and the enemy has not been eradicated by Dangping? !

Even I find it strange that life and death, so many years have passed, so many people want him to die, I pushed him off the cliff, Yan Nantian abolished his martial arts, he was safe and sound, even more unpredictable every time... Really, I'm a little afraid of him. He gradually doesn't see himself as a human being. Even though he has a weird personality in the past, he has some human nature. This time, for the sake of losing the gods, he even did not hesitate to contaminate himself with corpse surgery, and he is so cruel to himself , I really don't know whether to call him crazy or too persistent.

In short, the indifference in the man's pupils remained unchanged, and the corners of his lips curled down, but he seemed more gloomy than before.

"What did you say was wonderful?" The Palace Master asked in a low voice, "Say it again."

The young disciple, a newborn calf, stepped forward without fear, and asked, "Who are you?!"

"Nonsense!" His elders immediately said displeased, "Back off!"

The young disciple retreated angrily, and someone suggested to him in private: "You still don't know who he is? You don't know Qiu Yu either?!"

"It's him?!" The young disciple asked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and the voice of his question grew louder unconsciously.

Everyone's faces were not good-looking, only the palace master smiled and said: "It's me."

"When did you come in?" Someone asked again.

"Being on the same path with you, I will go when you go, and stop when you stop. I will always be behind you and watch how you act."

"Despicable!" In exchange for a scolding.

"To each other," the palace master replied, "I exchanged Jiang Wuque's life for the Art of Sorrow, and you use these children to throw stones and ask for directions. Where will it be their turn!"

"It's ridiculous! We don't pay much attention to those martial arts skills. We are afraid that you, a shameless person, will take it for yourself. When the world is in chaos, who can stop you?!"

"Well said." The hall master looked straight at him, but he instructed Jiang Yun, "Since they don't care about it, traitors, why don't you go and get the God of Sorrows from me?!"

Jiang Yun was taken aback for a moment, and I was also taken aback.

"Yes." Jiang Yun lowered his voice to answer.

I don't know how he feels at this moment, the palace master called him a traitor in public, if it weren't for the special circumstances, Jiang Yun would not have agreed.But just such a response gave me an illusion, as if in the palace of Qiuhuang back then, the lord was still the lord, and Xie Xinghen was still his adopted son who obeyed his words; He also does bad things, he is so bad that everyone shouts and beats him, but he wants to accuse all righteous people as hypocrites.

In fact, in the bottom of his heart, the palace master clearly distinguishes black and white, he also has moments of cynicism and ridiculous moments, and it is not a matter of opportunity, let alone an exhaustive strategy.

Just like this battle, with Xiao Yuer in the front and my father in the back, without Jiang Wuque in hand, I really want to know what is his ability and how should he fight?

Jiang Yun was about to make a move, and everyone looked at him, ready to go, but my father didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

In such a situation, nine people are against a hundred people, and it is up to each other.

Before Xiao Yu'er appeared on the stage, my father was a little impatient. He wanted to kill the Palace Master and Jiang Xia on the spot.

But it never occurred to him that Yan Nantian was behind Jiang Xia, did he really think that if he got the Sangshen Art, he would be invincible in the world?Being so eager for quick success, I am afraid that he will not put black and white in his eyes.

I finally understood the so-called "time of last resort" in Jiang Wuque's words. He must have foreseen the current situation, but it was my father who was ignorant of Jiang Wuque's appearance because of my deliberate concealment.

"Slow down!" I felt a headache and yelled out.

Calling a stop on the spot, when others are on full alert, this sound is especially loud and harsh.

All eyes were on me, since I was born, I have never had any chance to make so many martial arts masters quiet down and listen to me.

"My lord," I deliberately avoided looking at Jiang Wuque, stepped forward and said, "My lord, Qingzhujian Ji Xiaochan, I have a word to persuade the two Jiang Shaoxias."

"Oh?" Jiang Xia acted playfully, squinting at me, "What did Miss Ji say?"

"I just want to say one thing, that is..." I turned my eyes and met the eyes of the palace master, "This person's words are absolutely unbelievable!"

Hearing this, the hall master twitched the corner of his lower lip.

He was sneering, not afraid that I would expose his cards.

"He said he has Jiang Wuque in his hand," I said, "but who knows whether he is dead or alive? Just think about the reputation of Qiu Yu. In the world, except for a fool, who would expect him to keep his promise? Then he will get the God of Death How could he send Jiang Wuque back alive if he didn't get rid of all the hidden dangers immediately? Therefore, you two Jiang Shaoxias, you must think clearly, are you taking the risk to offend the world's martial arts for an empty promise, or are you abandoning the dark side and joining forces with the lonely leader at this moment? It's not too late to kill the villain in front of you and save your father Jiang Wuque."

Jiang Yun listened to what I said, even if he didn't loosen the long sword in his hand, even he himself couldn't believe that the Palace Master would let Jiang Wuque go. After all these years, the Palace Master hates a person, How can you let go so easily? !

Many people watched Jiang Yun's actions, but Jiang Yun looked at the hall master to express his opinion. The hall master looked at me from top to bottom, and then said: "Your words are also good, barter, I should always show some sincerity—— Iron face!" He suddenly called out the title loudly, "If you don't come out, let them see if you are dead or alive!"

As soon as this remark came out, I was really a little confused.

When a man with a slender figure and an iron mask really walked out of the darkness before, my first feeling was that the palace master was crazy, and he actually found someone to make up for it!

But getting closer and closer, from darkness to light, my feeling of seeing a person bit by bit is the process of roaring in my head and completely losing the ability to think at the same time.

It is no exaggeration to say that it was a bolt from the blue.

Even if the iron mask covers half of the face of the person in front of him, the first impression under the mask, the chin, throat, and even the posture of walking, is so quiet to everything that is isolated from the world, this world Where can I find the second one? !

I turned my head abruptly——Jiang Wuque was still standing right behind me, with the mask I wore for him not long ago on his face.

At this moment, I had an urge to reach out and tear off that piece of human skin, and I even had another very ridiculous thought: Who was the person who was with me during this period of time? !Is it really Jiang Wuque? !

When the idea came to me, I couldn't laugh or cry.

The hall master said: "Tie Mian, you go over there and ask them to have a look, if there is something missing."

The man walked in front of me, and the cold light flashing across the iron dazzled my eyes.