Chapter 53 Evil Sword

Five Yinglongtang surrounded the prisoners in black from a distance. For a moment, they saw the prisoners in black lying motionless in the snow nest, thinking that he had died without struggling. They gradually relaxed their guard and surrounded them forward.

"Be careful!" Suddenly, I heard an exclamation in mid-air, but Luo Changjian came in the air.

The five guards were shocked and knew that there was fraud, but it was too late. They had not taken precautions, so they only felt a flower in front of them and were shaken away by a huge cold force. The two people running in the front were immediately beaten to death and died on the spot.

In a moment, the red light and black gas shot away like an explosion with the prisoner in black as the center. The wind coming to my face is colder than the cold wind on this snowy night, which makes people's hair creepy.

The remaining three Yinglongtang guards have never escaped. They were swallowed up by Sensen's black gas, and their bodies turned into black blood and flowed on the snow.

When Yang Huanyu saw the scene of blood splashing, she was pale and frightened. She grasped the corners of Yan Ji's shoulders tightly with both hands and burst into tears and kept squeezing out a few words: "Brother... I'm afraid..."

He shouted a few times, grasped Yan Ji's hand tightly, and gradually lost his movement, but fainted on Yan Ji's back.

The prisoner in black wanted to attack Yan Ji, but when he saw that Luo's long arrow was attacking him in mid-air, he immediately changed his goal, raised his hands, turned into a pair of bloody giant claws, and grabbed Luo Chang's arrow.

The wind suddenly rose, and the snowflakes danced wildly. The wood and stone flew horizontally. The black gas, with a trace of blood-colored light, swallowed up the light blue figure of Luo Changjian.

The black prisoner was proud, and a smile appeared on his withered old face. He whispered to himself, "They are all small characters. I have broken through all the prohibitions on my body and recovered ten successes. You little characters have become unbearable..."

He stopped to say the word "strike" and looked ahead with his eyes wide open.

In the dark gas, a faint light appeared, but Luo Changjian came out of the black gas and stood in front of him.

Just now, he fought hard and did no harm to Luo Chang's arrow. Only then did he know that this person should not be underestimated.

"What about the small role? The little character can still deal with you. Luo Changjian spoke in a gentle tone, not in a hurry, and seemed to pay attention to the prisoner in black at all.

With that, with a stroke of his right hand, a trace of black air appeared on the bottom of his hand, and a black sword was sacrificed by him.

Luo Changjian reached out and grabbed it, waved his sword directly at the prisoner in black, and said lightly, "I just wanted to lock you up, but now I don't need to lock you up. You definitely asked for it."

The long sword is black and shiny, with silky black gas, and the blood-red beads inlaid on the sword grid are flowing with a faint blood-colored light, which is ferocious and horrible.

"Evil spirits drink blood swords!" The prisoner in black was stunned and recognized the sword at a glance. This sword ranks 10th on the list of famous swords. It is made of nine strange iron "dementors". The sword is inlaid with the magic treasure "drinking blood beads", which can capture people's souls and drink people's blood. It is really gloomy and terrible.

Although it ranks tenth and has a far less reputation than the top few famous swords, it is no less than the famous sword in front of it. People who have seen the power of this sword think that this sword is more terrible than the famous sword at the top.

As soon as it spreads, this sword becomes a real sword of evil.

"It turns out that Luo Changjian is willing to use this kind of evil sword?" The look of the prisoner in black looks extremely ugly. Even if he is a demon, he also calls this sword the sword of evil. His terrible reputation can be seen.

Luo Changjian smiled indifferently and said, "Yes, no matter what sword is used, isn't it used to kill people?"

The prisoner in black "hum" and shook his hands. Three skulls emitting green poisonous fog appeared in front of him, opening their mouths and spinning around his body. In his hollow eyes, there were blood-colored light.

Yan Ji didn't want to miss this fight. She was eager to see what appalling means the vice-intenant Luo Changjian had. Fortunately, she was prepared. Yang Huanyu, who fainted behind her back, retreated into the darkness and waited.

Under the dark sky, there was a solemn killing, the snow and the wind roared, and the two had already fought together.

Luo's long arrow stood in the black gas, calmly and steadily. The evil spirit drank the blood sword and was full of energy, and the black smoke, like a fast black snake, galloping in mid-air and attacking fiercely.

The figure of the prisoner in black has been hidden in the black gas, but he saw three huge skulls in the black fog roaring, spitting green poisonous smoke, and fighting with evil spirits drinking blood and swords.

The true method of Hell Gate has always been known for its gloomy horror and evil, and the evil spirit drinking blood sword is also famous for its evil. The two sides fight against each other, and the evil spirit is rampant. The yin wind is everywhere, and the scene is like the gloomy battlefield under the nine ghosts.

The prisoner in black is a first-class master in the Hell Gate. His cultivation is unfathomable. In the past few days of hiding in Yinglong Villa, he has broken through the whole body's prohibition and can give full play to his strength.

However, seeing that Luo Changjian is free to deal with it, he does not have the advantage at all, and it is not difficult to see that his strength is not inferior to the prisoners in black.

In the darkness, Yan Ji looked carefully. When he saw Luo Changjian casting the spell, there was a faint light on his body, and the gentle power circulating around his body seemed to be the feminine and true power of Taoism, which was completely different from the domineering power of the Holy Dragon Sect. Looking at his manipulation of the flying sword and the trend of the flying sword in the air, it is very much like the "royal sword" of Sanqingguan.

"Does this person have anything to do with our Sanqing View?" Yan Ji frowned slightly and began to suspect in his heart.

I remembered that Su Hui once said in the morning that Luo Changjian's master was an old Taoist priest, and felt that it was not surprising that he was pregnant with the true Taoist method, but the true method he had was similar to the Sanqing Guanzhen method, especially the "Taiyi Wanxiang" he practiced. And the imperial swordsmanship he used is only a little different from the "Royal Swordsmanship" of Sanqing's spectacle, which is the same as that of Sanqing.

"Will this Luo Changjian be a disciple of the 'long' generation? Is he our Sanqingguan sneaked into the Demon Sect as an undercover agent, waiting for the opportunity to overthrow the Demon Sect?"

Yan Ji thought so, but then quickly denied this conjecture. Since he was mixed into the magic religion as an undercover agent, how could he reveal his true law? And he also openly took the generations of Sanqingguan disciples in his name.

Yan Ji nodded slightly and said to himself, "Yes, he is a man of the magic religion at all. The true law of Taoism is also secretly learned by an undercover agent who sneaked into my Sanqing Guanxue."

Who did Luo Changjian learn the true method from? He seems to be able to play the piano song "High Mountain and Flowing Water". His Taoism is very much like "Taiyi Vientiane". Will the elders and leaders of the whole Sanqing View, and a second person like to play the piano and master the true method of "Taiyi Vientiane"?

Everything seems to point to Guangyi.

Thinking of this, Yan Ji shook his head again. Master has never accepted any other disciples. Except for his sister Liang Xiangling, the demon woman who dressed up as Zhou Ruohan, and himself, he has never accepted a disciple.

It is reasonable to say that the demon woman passed the "royal sword" to this Luo Changjian, but the master did not really teach the demon woman the true method of "Taiyi Wanxiang", so even his senior sister Liang Xiangling did not teach it. How can he learn it?

How should all this be explained?

It seems that there is no reason to explain it except for the master himself to reveal the true law.

Yan Ji suddenly felt a chill in his heart and felt that it was very likely that the people in the demon religion used the means to force the master to pass on Taiyi Vientiane to them, because the master was being imprisoned in this Yinglong Villa.

As soon as he thought about this, there was a sudden pain in Yan Ji's heart, and it seemed that the pain of the master being questioned and tortured by them appeared in his mind.

Yan Ji's eyes were slightly red and his eyes were fierce. He really wanted to rush up to smash Luo Chang's arrow. He really wanted to add their means of forcing Master to Luo Changjian to ask him about his whereabouts.

"Here it is! Hurry up! Come here!"

A swarming and noisy sound, but more than a hundred Yinglongtang disciples ran over, and the magic weapon surrounded by colorful lights in their hands reflected the sky like the day.

Yang Zhong and more than a dozen people with crane hair and childlike faces are also among them. At a glance, you can see that these people are senior figures with profound cultivation in the magic religion.

Yan Ji snorted heavily in his nose, and his lips were bleeding. At present, I'm afraid that many of Ying Longtang's top masters have come. He can't deal with a Yang Zhong, let alone more than a hundred magic masters?

He had to hide the idea of fighting in the bottom of his heart and silently wait for the perfect time to come.

Surrounded by people, the prisoner in black saw that he had no way to live, and his heart began to panic. He, who had not fallen behind, was exploited by Luo Chang's arrow, hit his shoulder with a sword, drew a long opening on his shoulder, and blood kept bleeding.

"Drink!"

Luo Changjian held the evil spirit's blood-drinking sword in his left hand, and his right hand led to the magic formula. The black gas emitted from the sword body was even more abundant, and the "blood-drinking beads" inlaid on the sword grid also flashed slightly. The blood flowing from the wound of the prisoner in black, as if attracted by invisible power, all flew in the air, fell on the sword of the evil spirit drinking blood and penetrated in.

The prisoner in black kept howling, and his whole body could no longer move. There, his dry face was extremely painful.

The bloody mist constantly penetrated from the skin of the prisoner in black, and then floated on the evil spirit's blood-drinking sword and was drunk by the evil sword.

Gradually, the black prisoner's hair began to pale and his face was wrinkled, as if he suddenly became much older.

It was not until the end that his whole body had withered and turned into an empty skin and fell to the ground that he saw Luo Changjian stop casting spells and take back his sword.

Yang Zhong nodded slightly, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, and then ordered loudly, "The internal problems have been eliminated. Just leave a few people here to deal with it. Tonight is New Year's Eve, and we can't let him ruin our interest."

The crowd echoed and dispersed.

"Xiaoyan! Why did you come here?

With an exclamation, Yan Ji trembled with fear. Looking back, he saw Su Qiurong appearing behind him.

She saw her daughter lying on Yan Ji's back and fell asleep. She thought something had happened to her daughter. She suddenly panicked and asked, "What's wrong with Yuer?"

Yan Ji calmed down and said, "We passed by here just now, and the young lady was so scared that she fainted when she saw the blood."

Su Qiurong's heart widened and breathed a long sigh of relief. Knowing that her daughter was fine, she was relieved and asked Yan Ji, "When I was looking for you for dinner, why did you suddenly disappear? Where did you go?"