Chapter 58 Exposure

Luo Changjian hesitated for a long time before answering him in a low voice: "Yes, the Holy Order is not violated. I will indeed prevent you from taking him away. You can rest assured that absolutely no one can hurt the master's life. I can guarantee the master's safety. One day as a teacher, lifelong teacher. Although we no longer have a teacher-apprentice relationship, the friendship between teachers and apprentices is still there.

Yan Ji listened to his words, and the anger in his heart suddenly burned. He felt that the words in his mouth were simply disgusting. He couldn't help swearing: "If there is a master-apprentice friendship, you should let the master out instead of letting him suffer in this dark cave."

He snorted coldly and didn't want to talk to him more: "If you want to stop me, do it quickly!"

Luo Changjian was scolded by him and was not angry. He faintly reminded, "Master didn't suffer, but his movement was restricted. You don't have to worry. In the friendship of the same family, I advise you to leave here quickly. If other masters in Yinglong Hall find you, they will definitely take your life.

"Bulls!" The more Yan Ji listened to him, the more angry he became. He said harshly, "The friendship between teachers and apprentices, and what he said was 'restricted to move', all bullshit! Detention is detention. Why do you still say it so well?

Luo Changjian was still not angry, but snorted softly and said, "You are not so calm. If you are really a 20-year-old child, don't be reckless, otherwise you will lose your life in vain. Get out of here quickly!"

Where is Yan Ji willing to leave? He knows that the master may be in the cave and wants to rescue him.

He suddenly raised the rainbow sword in his hand, and the sword pointed straight to Luo Changjian and said, "Do it. If I unfortunately kill you, take it as helping Master clean up the door?"

Luo Changjian didn't mean to do it. He smiled faintly and said, "Is it my fault that I betrayed my teacher? Did the old Taoist priest tell you like this?

Hearing him call the master like this, he misunderstood that the master was making trouble. Yan Ji was even more angry and shouted, "If it's not yours, should you be sentenced to the demon religion and be a murderer? You're wrong or right. I don't care. I just want to take the master out.

Luo Changjian seemed to feel something, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

Yan Ji didn't pay attention to his subtle expression, snorted heavily in his nose, and injected the true power into the fairy sword. The rainbow sword was in his hand, and the blue light gradually lit up.

"Do it! In fact, there is nothing wrong with you to protect your camp with all your heart. It seems that we can only express our position with the sword in our hands.

Luo Changjian raised his head, sighed helplessly, and slowly raised the evil spirit drinking blood sword. The black evil spirit floated away like ink, with a trace of blood.

The sound of the "buzzing" sword suddenly sounded, and Luo Changjian clearly felt the blood-drinking sword in his hand shaking violently, as if he had encountered an unprecedented enemy.

Yan Ji's feeling is the same. It was the first time that Jinghong Sword issued such a rapid sword warning. It seems that Jinghong Sword felt the powerful evil power of the evil spirit drinking blood sword and issued an emergency.

The dark blue light reflected on Luo Changjian's face, but when he saw his flat expression, he seemed to be a little helpless. The black evil spirit blood-drinking sword emitted black gas, left his hand and floated towards Yan Ji.

In mid-air, Yan Ji's face was solemn, and his right finger clenched the magic formula. The rainbow sword in his hand suddenly came out, as fast as lightning, and rushed to the evil spirit blood-drinking sword with the momentum of opening the mountain and cracking the ground.

Luo's long arrow was slightly stunned, and his right hand formula was held. The evil spirit's blood-drinking sword immediately met him. The blue light collided with the black gas, stirring up a huge black invisible air wave, flying in the center with two flying swords and spreading everywhere.

Green light and black gas rolled around in mid-air, vying each other, and fighting evenly for a while.

"Drink!"

Luo Changjian twisted the magic formula and pointed forward with his right hand. The body of the evil spirit's blood-drinking sword trembled slightly. The blood-drinking beads on the sword grid suddenly woke up, and several blood-red lights were emitted from the blood-drinking beads, like several blood-colored snakes, tightly tied to the Jinghong sword.

Xuanqing's light gradually faded, and then he heard a rapid and deafening buzz from the rainbow sword, which seemed to be a great frustration.

"It's not good!" Yan Ji noticed that the situation was not good, and his body appeared next to the rainbow sword like a ghost and reached out to grab the hilt of the sword.

The huge force was injected into the fairy sword, and the rainbow suddenly emitted a crisp sword sound, resounding through the sky. The Xuanqing light was like an explosion, bursting up, and several bloody apertures tied to the Jinghong sword were scattered invisible by the sudden cyan light.

At the same time, the evil spirit drinking blood sword also made a rapid hum, and the sword body began to tremble violently, but the frustration was bigger than the rainbow sword.

Luo Changjian did not expect that his opponent would be forced into the aperture of the fairy sword. He held the sword and cast spells. Unexpectedly, he was not afraid of the power of drinking blood beads and did not avoid it far away. He hesitated for a moment and led the magic formula to inject Zhenli into the fairy sword again.

The evil spirit drank the blood sword and regained its black gas, and the blood red light of the blood beads woke up again and fought with the Xuanqing light.

Thousands of blood crows around hide far away from the light of the two fairy swords and dare not approach half of them. They have the intention of sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger fight. It is especially taboo to avoid the gloomy and terrible blood red light, which is stained with blood.

Yan Ji also felt the great power of the blood-drinking beads embedded on the evil sword. He was not afraid of the spiritual power of the rainbow sword, and there was also a powerful suction power, devouring his blood power all the time. The scarf on his face was also sucked by the powerful force, revealing his face.

"So it's you!" Luo Changjian was surprised, and then quickly regained his plain face and continued to inject Zhenli into the fairy sword.

Yan Ji only felt that the blood in her body was surging, and a stream of hot blood was almost spewing out, and her body floating in the air shook slightly. She almost went to balance it and fell down. He began to feel anxious. Thinking of the scene where Luo Changjian manipulated the evil spirit to drink the blood sword and made the prisoner of the Hell Gate addicted to dead bones, he couldn't help taking a cold breath. Could he have the same end?

"Break!" Yan Ji suddenly pinched the magic formula with his right hand and drank it softly. A cold breath was emitted from his palm and was swallowed by blood beads. This technique was the "ice condensation" in "Tiangang Xuanshu".

The evil spirit drank the blood sword and absorbed the cold air. The whole sword body was covered with a thick layer of ice, and the black red light darkened in an instant.

Taking advantage of this time, Yan Ji raised the rainbow sword in his hand and cut the blood-drinking sword to the evil spirit.

“Hain..."

A crisp metal collision sound echoed in the sky for a long time. The evil spirit's blood-drinking sword suffered a heavy setback, like a dead object, and fell to the ground, and the sword body was obliquely inserted into the rocks on the ground.

Luo Chang's arrow was shocked, but he didn't expect that there was still such a flaw in drinking blood beads. As long as he inhaled the cold air, it would form a cold ice around him and block the suction power emitted from inside.

Yan Ji raised his fairy sword and pointed to the sky. In an instant, thousands of green lights rose to the sky, which was extremely gorgeous. Even his figure was hidden in the green light. The rainbow sword made a crisp buzz, like a dragon roar, echoing in the sky.

After the sound of the sword, he heard Yan Ji's shouting from the green light: "The sword frightened the ghosts!"

Luo Changjian did not hesitate. He recalled the evil spirit and drank the blood sword in his hand. He also pointed to the sky, but he shouted loudly: "Sword wings! Ten thousand swords are amazing!"

It is also the sword formula in the "shocking eight styles" of the three clear views.

The sky and the earth have changed, as if it were a sign of the collapse of the earth.

This night, it seemed that only thousands of blood crows and poisonous snakes seemed to have invaded the Yinglong Villa. The demon king Duanmu picking flowers that appeared in the air did not appear and did not know where he was hiding.

It's just that these poisonous snakes and blood crows still have a way to deal with the people of Yinglong Villa. Some evil and poisonous magic weapons have been used, so that those poisons no longer dare to cross the thunder pool.

At this moment, under the sky of fierce fighting, there are already people. Su Hui, Luo Bing, Yang Zhong, and even Su Qiurong are among them. Yang Huanyu, who fainted, lies quietly in her mother's arms. Such an earth-shaking fierce fight, how can't it surprise the whole people of Yinglong Villa to come to watch?

Yang Zhong stood at the forefront of the crowd, but did not act rashly, because he recognized that the person who used the supreme sword secret of Sanqing was the person who had been seriously injured by one slap, just waiting for the result of his fierce battle with Luo Changjian.

Above the sky, the blue light flashed, the red light was bright, and the figure of the person fighting in the air could not be seen clearly. Su Qiurong did not see the teenager holding a rainbow sword in the air from beginning to end. He was her "beloved son".

Luo Bing, beside him, looked anxiously in the air, and his eyes did not move away from the black gas for a moment. He was worried about her eldest brother.

The windy sky was killing, and the blue and red light expelled the dark curtain between heaven and earth. The clouds in the air showed some ferociousness in the light of the two colors of light.

The blood-red sword light turned into thousands of sword spirits, intertwined behind Luo Changjian, gradually forming a pair of huge blood-red wings, which opened behind him. This spectacular scene looked particularly terrible, and the blood-colored sword wings seemed to be dripping blood.

The next moment, the huge sword wings behind Luo Chang's arrow fluttered, and the gorgeous bloody sword spirit poured down to the other side like a rainstorm.

On the other side, the green mang turned into a huge pillar in the sky and rose from the air, converging into a huge cyan sword shadow in Yan Ji's hand. The sound of the sword suddenly sounded, shaking the sky. The disciples of Yinglongtang, who were slightly poor on the ground, were shocked by the sound of the sword and almost vomited blood.

In the dazzling Xuanqing light, a huge cyan sword shadow bombarded down and cut into the huge blood-colored wings.

The sound of ghost crying and howling seems to ring in the ears of the onlookers, which corresponds to the name of this sword trick, "sword frightening ghosts and gods".

"Boom...Boom..."

There was a loud noise, shocking.

The crowd of onlookers on the ground almost felt the violent shaking of the ground, their bodies swayed, and the dazzling light in mid-air made people unable to open their eyes. The strong wind blew all over their faces, and everyone retreated.

For a long time, the wind finally stopped, the light finally dimmed, and the audience couldn't wait to open their eyes.

Luo Changjian's figure appeared on the ground, standing with a sword, with a trace of blood left on the corners of his mouth.

Yan Ji, standing ten feet away from him, also stood with a sword, reached out and wiped the trace of blood from the corners of his mouth, slowly raised his sword in his hand, pointing to Luo's long arrow.

"It's you!"

Su Qiurong, Yang Zhong, Su Hui, almost all the people who knew him exclaimed with one voice.