True Immortal of the Netherworld

The top of Qingsong Mountain.

The entire main body of the Qingsong Sect's mountain gate is shrouded in a huge cyan light shield. On the surface of the light shield, green runes are flowing continuously, and it is blessed by a green pine shadow that is a hundred feet high.

It is like a defensive light shield driven by a large formation.

On a slightly higher hillside opposite the Qingsong Sect Mountain Gate, torches were brightly lit.

Under the torches, there were people in black standing.

These men in black had knives on their waists and looked fierce. Each of them has a blood-red armband wrapped around his arm, with the same word "yellow" written on it.

In front of these men in black, eighteen huge bronze spiritual pressure cannons were neatly placed.

Each of these spiritual pressure cannons is two feet in size and shaped like a lion. The lion's angry mouth is the muzzle of the spiritual pressure cannon.

"put!"

With someone holding the command flag commanding.

The tabs of these spiritual pressure cannons were pulled back.

The spiritual pressure stone in the cannon's chamber exploded immediately, generating a strong thrust and throwing out iron cannonballs the size of bowls.

The surface of these iron cannonballs was covered with various detonating talismans, drawing lines of fire in the high air, and hitting the opposite defensive mask like a meteor shower.

For a moment, the sound of explosions was like thunder, and the flames soaring into the sky seemed like daylight.

The defensive light shield was shaking continuously, and the phantom of the green pine on it became increasingly blurry.

Inside the Qingsong Sect Mountain Gate.

The second senior brother in blue brocade clothes was commanding loudly: "Quick! Move faster. Put all the spiritual stones in reserve into the defensive formation. Keep at it, and at dawn, the reinforcements from the Golden Buddha Temple may be there. Will be here soon."

A disciple next to the second senior brother hurriedly reported: "Second senior brother, our remaining spiritual stones may not last until dawn."

The second senior brother said with an angry look on his face: "Didn't I ask you to purchase spiritual stones these days?"

The man immediately responded: "In recent days, due to the proliferation of Purple Disaster, the spiritual stones in the nearby city have been robbed. These are the only ones we can buy. Third Brother, Fourth Brother and their group went I bought it from a distant market, but I haven’t come back yet, as you know.”

"How long can we hold on?"

"This this......"

"Speak quickly." The second senior brother's eyes widened and he said sternly.

"I can only hold on for half an hour at most."

When the second senior brother heard this, he felt as if there was a sharp knife in his throat, and he couldn't help but trembled. He thought: "Whether the Qingsong Sect can survive this disaster, there is only a bloody battle."

warehouse!

The second senior brother took the three-foot Qingfeng in the sword box behind his back and said loudly: "Order all Qingsong sect disciples here to prepare for close combat. Anyone who deserts will be killed on the spot."

As soon as he finished speaking, the second senior brother swung his Dao sword, and a blue sword light flew around. A huge stone tiger not far away used to decorate the gate was instantly cut into two pieces, and collapsed to the ground.

.......

Half an hour later.

The protective light shield protecting the sect finally collapsed under the attack of artillery fire, turning into flying stars that lingered around for a long time.

"kill!"

"Come in and kill!"

The man in black on the opposite hillside shouted and rushed towards the gate of Qingsong Sect.

At this moment, the wall of Qingsong Sect's mountain gate had been blasted with several gaps by spiritual pressure cannons. The men in black swarmed into the square in front of the hall.

"People are here, Qingsong Sect is here."

"Fight them."

The disciples of the Qingsong Sect held long swords and rushed forward.

For a moment, there were flashes of swords, blood splattered, shouts of killing and the clanging of swords mixed together.

The second senior brother's Qingfeng Flying Slash slashed several men in black in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, a man in black wearing a ghost face mask rushed over and said,

Without saying anything, he drew his sword and fought with the second senior brother.

After just a few rounds, the second senior brother realized that something was wrong. The person who came here seemed to be very familiar with his sword skills. He used the "Qingsong Sword Technique" in a total of sixteen moves. Seven or eight moves in a row were completely suppressed by the opponent. , fell behind in an instant.

The second senior brother used his sword to fend off the masked man and asked sternly: "Who are you?"

Under the mask of the masked man's ghostly face, a hoarse voice came out: "I am the bandit you call, the bandit of Huangfeng Valley."

"You are definitely not a bandit from Huangfeng Valley. Besides, the bandits in Huangfeng Valley were wiped out by the Qingsong Sect led by Master eighteen years ago. It is even more impossible for Huangfeng Valley to become so strong in just half a month."

"What? Are you scared? I'm here for revenge. Although your bullshit master "Taoist Songming" is dead, the blood debt he owed will cost the lives of the rest of you bastards. Pay back. I will kill everyone here, just like the Qingsong Sect attacked Huangfeng Valley eighteen years ago.”

"Arrogant people, suffer death!" the second senior brother shouted angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, the second senior brother suddenly thrust his sword forward.

The fourteenth form of Qingsong Sword Technique—Song Tao Climbs into the Clouds! "

Suddenly, a green snake about ten feet long spit out from the edge of the sword in the second brother's hand. The sword energy tore through the void and made a squeaking sound.

The masked man opposite did not dare to neglect and turned his body backward. In mid-air, the tip of the sword in his hand was struck by the sharp sword energy of his second senior brother.

There was a crisp sound, and the long sword in his hand bent like a bow. Then with the help of the rebound of the long sword, his body flipped over again, and he retreated a full seven or eight feet to barely avoid the sword.

The second senior brother's eyes were startled, "It seems that this masked man is very familiar with my sword moves. This 14th sword move is one of the three special moves of Qingsong Sword Technique, but he was able to resolve it so skillfully." ”

"What? You're in a hurry. Just use whatever means you have. What kind of good disciple can that old loser Taoist Songming teach?" After the masked man landed, he did not forget to sarcastically speak.

The second senior brother's face turned cold and he rose into the air, his whole body hovering in mid-air.

A murderous look flashed in his eyes, and he quickly kneaded the seal with one hand.

Buzz! A stream of light cyan spiritual pressure emanated from the second senior brother's body, and the aura emanating from his whole body increased sharply.

At the same time, the surface of the true elixir in the second senior brother's body began to melt rapidly, and powerful magic power filled his meridians like a flood. After being blessed by the martial body, it was transmitted to the long sword in his hand.

"The Sixteenth Form of the Green Pine Sword Technique - Green Pine!"

The next moment, the long sword in the second brother's hand was thrown out.

Astonishingly, a phantom of a green pine tree more than ten feet in size appeared on the surface of the long sword.

Buzz!

The sword energy swayed, Void gave way, and the long sword flew out.

The shadow of the sword, which is a hundred feet long, looks from top to bottom, just like the green pines on the top of the mountain looking proudly at the sea of ​​clouds.

This sword move is the sixteenth and final form of Qingsong Sword Technique. When used in conjunction with the Dan Killing Technique, it can level a small mountain.

Just when the second senior brother used this move, a scene that surprised him appeared.

The masked man on the opposite side flew up in the same manner.

His body shape and movements are the same as those of his second senior brother.

It turned out to be the same move "Green Pine".

"Boom boom boom!"

Two hundred-foot-long sword shadows clashed in mid-air. The sword energy on them collided more than a thousand times, and circles of green shock waves dispersed in all directions. Right below where the sword strikes collided, the bluestone on the ground was directly shattered by the sword energy, and the earth and rocks flew five or six feet high.

The same sword move seemed to be performed better by the masked man.

The second senior brother groaned and fell down from the sky.

Supporting the ground with the Dao sword in his hand, he barely managed to kneel down on one knee and not fall down. At this moment, he was already struck back by the sword, all his internal organs were injured, his soul was injured, and he could not gather even half of his magic power.

"You, who are you?

who? "The second senior brother pointed at the masked man opposite with his other hand.

"I'll make it clear to you." After saying this, the masked man took off the grimace mask on his face.

Under the mask, there turned out to be an ugly face like old tree bark, and the man's hair color was light purple.

The second senior brother looked at the ugly weirdo opposite and said in surprise: "Are you the "Purple Disaster"? But how come you know how to use the Green Pine Sword Technique. The master only taught the last three moves of the Green Pine Sword Technique to three people during his lifetime."

After careful consideration, the second senior brother's expression changed again. Although this man's face was distorted, there was still a trace of familiarity. He said with disbelief: "Are you the senior brother? Didn't you fall because the master's sword pierced the center of your veins?" Abyss?"

"Hehe." He laughed evilly, and the ugly weirdo put on his mask again, "The title of Senior Brother is a shame to me. To tell you the truth, I am the son of the owner of Huangfeng Valley. After Huangfeng Valley was attacked by the evil man "Song Ming" , the only one left was me, who was only eight years old. In order to take revenge, I pretended to be a wanderer and became the disciple of my enemy. I wanted to learn the skills of my enemy and then take revenge. Later, I became what you call the perfect revenge plan. "Big brother."

After a pause, the masked man said: "I have always wanted to find a chance to kill the old thief "Song Ming". But I tried twice secretly, but I was no match for him. Since then, the old thief "Song Ming" has been more careful. And beware of me at all times, I thought my chance for revenge would never come again.”

As he spoke, the masked man walked up to the second senior brother, raised his foot and stepped on the second senior brother's shoulder.

With a pop, the second senior brother fell to the ground with his face covered in blood.

"This way, I feel better." The masked man lowered his head and glanced at the second senior brother who was trampled under his feet, "I know you are the illegitimate son of the old thief "Song Ming"."

At this moment, the second senior brother was so ashamed and angry that his face was pressed to the ground. He struggled to even speak. He squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "You are talking nonsense."

The masked man's soles pushed down again, and half of the second senior brother's face was pressed into the soil.

"Just listen to me." The masked man said coldly.

"Second Senior Brother!" shouted, and a Qingsong Sect disciple saw that Second Senior Brother was being trampled under his feet, and rushed forward desperately.

The masked man raised the long sword in his hand, and a beam of sword light flew out, knocking the disciple's head to the ground.

At this moment, the second senior brother's eyes were filled with blood and tears.

"You are the illegitimate son of the old thief Song Ming, because I saw the old thief Song Ming get on your mother's bed, and the two of them were really content with each other at that time. Bah."

After a pause, the masked man said: "Back to the topic, until the purple disaster happened a few days ago. Because the old thief Song Ming had purple hair, he was beaten as a purple disaster outside. Do you know? What is the most powerful kung fu of the Qingsong Sect? "Qingsong Sword Technique" is a method called "Qingmu Spiritual Body Technique". After returning from injury, the old thief "Song Ming" went into seclusion and began to practice "Qingmu Spiritual Body Technique" in order to achieve a breakthrough. I happened to see him secretly. I secretly learned this technique while he wasn't paying attention, and after practicing it secretly, I found that the "Aoki Spirit Body Technique" was really powerful and made my body improve by leaps and bounds. However, this technique had powerful side effects. , he turned my hair purple. At this point, the old thief Song Ming discovered that I was secretly practicing the "Aoki Spirit Body Technique". I fought with him using the "Aoki Spirit Body Technique", but I was defeated and stabbed by his sword. , fell off the cliff. But I was lucky and didn't die. I fled to Huangfeng Valley and continued to practice the Qingmu Spiritual Body Technique. I finally reached the third level, but my face became as ugly as tree bark. I secretly recruited troops and prepared to come back for revenge. A few days ago, I heard that the old thief Song Ming went crazy while practicing martial arts and died. I can't kill him with my own hands. This is all, I will let you. Be a fool on the road to hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, the masked man raised his sword and slashed it down.

At this moment, a ball of purple lightning fell from the sky.

The purple lightning converged, and a figure appeared in it.

Without him, it was Xu Yang who had just come out of the dungeon.