Chapter 35 A sword to stop the coldness of ink

The six-foot-wide road outside the city connected the fields, and there were several figures and blood stains on the road. Half a day ago, a sudden sound sounded. Under the high glow, the rising sun actually dissipated.

Under the glow, there was auspicious cloud. Seven or eight young children surrounded a majestic middle-aged Taoist. He held a piece of Buddha dust in his hand and did not smile. He glanced coldly at the movement under his body, but his eyelids were suddenly raised.

The Taoist man said angrily, "Who is it? Who dares to kill my disciple He Mingque?"

The boys beside him were surprised. Looking at the past, He Mingque, the second disciple of Jiuhua Zhenren, who usually liked to bully him, was tightly wrapped in cloth made of something, and his chest was penetrated by a long blood-red sword. The sword poked straight to the ground and supported his body, but Heming's eyes were It has long been empty, and there is no need to visit the breath. The children can also see that this person has been dead for a long time.

They were suddenly frightened, and they didn't dare to speak loudly. They were afraid of touching Jiuhua's real man's moldy head. They only saw the person pinching their fingers. After half an hour of practice, they suddenly mentioned the truth, and the anger soared to the sky and the sound was shocked everywhere.

The disciples were even more afraid of their power. At this time, Jiuhua Zhenren swept the dust, and a strong light suddenly covered Heming's body and put his body in the light.

As for the other side, one was smashed, the other was smashed on his back, his mouth was cracked, and the other fell to the ground. At first glance, he only died at the same time. Nine Huazhen snorted coldly, "Let them feed the dogs!"

"Real person... Who killed Brother He..." A boy asked curiously, boldly and tremblingly.

"Xiao Yaozong..." Jiuhua didn't look at him, but only these three words popped out of his teeth.

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Qi Miao flew all the way. Fortunately, he cleverly asked the right direction and chased him. Finally, after half an hour, he saw the two sword lights intertwined.

One of them was Chen Naixian, who had seen him before in Shen's house. He had no sword in his hand, but he was standing with another person with a finger to control his boundless sword spirit.

Qi Miao looked over, but was surprised. Another man was wearing a thick cloth and short clothes and dressed as a swordsman, but it was Qin Xuehan who had met before outside the customs. The man pointed a sword and was standing with Chen Naixian's sword.

Qi Miao was surprised. He couldn't help thinking that Qin Xuehan was sparsely. After changing his body, his real body was Mojun Mo, one of the three elders in Kunlun.

He has been unable to deal with it. What is the relationship between Qin Xuehan and Mo Mianke? The former is an embodiment of the latter? Or he deliberately pretended to be, just to see that Qin Xuehan's war was not hurt at this time, and there was nothing cheap. If this person deliberately changed, why didn't he show his real body to fight with Chen Naixian?

On the other side, there was a man hiding. Qi Miao looked at it, and there was another joy in his heart. He saw that this man was Yu Bing, the patriarch of the poisonous sect. He covered his chest and seemed to be injured, but fortunately/life was still in no risk.

At this time, Qin Xuehan and Chen Nai first fought for two or three rounds. The former was tall and upright, and fluent, while the latter's martial arts were greatly opened to refer to the imperial spirit, which was extraordinary. These two people were completely different from the enchanting and gorgeous Tianmu Taoist, and they were both heroes.

Qin Xuehan suddenly shook the sword in his hand. At this time, the spirit of heaven and earth was guided by his sword spirit and came from all sides. The sword in his hand was full of ink. The ancient meaning was deep. A sword swept away, and the turbid spirit of ink rose to the sky, as if the wonderful hand Danqing waved ink, which seemed light and fast. In fact, the sword is solemn, the sword spirit is magnificent, and the sword is ancient and simple, but it is completely life-forced.

Chen Nai met his opponent and was not afraid. Instead, he laughed boldly and swept away with one hand. The strong light was as fast as electricity, stronger than thunder. Its momentum was like ice cliff water turning, and thousands of thunder fell. A blow of domineering sword light swept all directions, covering Qin Xuehan's sword spirit and figure, and firmly tied it to this sword. In the light.

"It's not good!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Qi Miao shouted, and suddenly mentioned the true air and jumped away. At this time, he held up the cold water sword in his left hand. The seven-foot sword body flowed for a moment, and a cold water air shot away.

Chen Nai first heard that the murderous atmosphere flashed behind him, holding two fingers in his left hand, and even returned to a domineering sword spirit, which made this cold water and true air invisible. At this time, Qi Miaozheng felt that he fell less than a foot away in front of Chen Naixian. He suddenly raised his seven-foot divine soldier in his hand and dragged around Chen Nai first. A circle of remnants.

White clothes, shadows, cold swords, and more than a dozen figures surrounded Chen Naixian in all directions. These singing figures suddenly took action together, and all of them used a cold air.

Chen Naixian laughed, and suddenly his strength rose, and a very domineering true qi came from his body, covering the cold water from all directions.

I saw him shout angrily, his body was blazing, and the strong light was out for a moment. The faces of the countless figures of Qi Miao's illusion were discolored, and then turned into dust. However, the true body of Qi Miao's heart was not good, and he withdrew and retreated.

Qin Xuehan, who had been hit by Chen Naixian and was defeated, suddenly saw the opportunity. Suddenly, his body was like a meteor. He was in a hurry. The sword in his hand was solemn, and the unruly figure was full of air. Chen Naixian did not dare to hold it up. He pinched his two fingers impartially and resisted Qin. Xuehan's sword tip.

With a sound, Qin Xuehan was so fast and the sword was extremely meaningful. The sword body was against Chen Naixian's finger, and he actually bent and bounced him back into the air with a sonorous sound.

He was shocked. He thought that his powerful blow, not to mention his body, he could not even stab Chen Naixian's finger and was easily blocked by him, and Chen Naixian was also shocked. Although he looked ordinary, his internal organs were greatly impacted by Qin Xuehan's sword spirit and turned up and down.

At this time, Qi Miao turned around again, but there was no cold water sword. I saw him and Chen Naixian's eyes intertwined, glanced at the corners of his mouth, and showed a smile. His eyes were very meaningful. He thought that he had recognized him as the person who took action far away on the eaves that day to save Qin Tianhu.

At this time, Qi Miao carried the cold water sword high behind him, and actually stretched out his other hand and hit a palm wind. Chen Nai was slightly surprised. He said that this man dared to fight against him hard. Although his Yuangong was damaged, he was not willing to show weakness. At present, he turned his finger into a palm, and now he fought fiercely with Qi Miao fiercely.

"Ah!" The two of them hit each other, and there was a stir in the air, and the true qi burst. Chen Nai first exclaimed, spit out a mouthful of blood, which immediately turned into a light and flew away.

And Qi Miao staggered, retreated a few steps in mid-air, and finally slowly stopped and settled on the spot.

He looked at the direction of Chen Naixian's escape, with a wry smile on his face, but he was thoughtful.

"Thank you for your help!" At this time, Qin Xuehan flew over, arched his hand and thanked Qi Miao.

Qi Miao looked at him and saw that the man's face was still full of indifference. He greeted him with a cheerful smile, as if they had known each other for a long time.

He is still the previous careless temperament. Qi Miao sighed and said that Qin Xuehan had not known each other for a long time, but he had already been attracted by his righteous and helpful personality. He did not avoid life and death and was particularly calm and comfortable.

He arched his hand and replied, "Brother Qin is polite, but I still want to thank you for saving my friend?"

"Oh?" Qin Xuehan was a little surprised and said, "Do you know me?"

At this time, Yu Bing looked tired, covered his chest, and flew over. Seeing Qi Miao, he smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Qi Miao, I told you to go first. Why did you come back to save me?"

Qili's heart was hot, and Miao's temperament was relatively straightforward. When Yu Bing saw him, he did not thank him for turning back and helping him. Instead, he complained that he refused to take advantage of the enemy's time to run away. It seemed unreasonable, but in fact, his words were full of concern for him.

He also said bluntly, "I can't let go of my brother. After walking for a while, I simply came back."

Yu Bing shook his head and stopped talking. There was also a warm current in his heart.

At this time, Qin Xuehan deeply forgot the cold water sword in Qi Miao's hand and said coldly, "You know me, but I am also familiar with this sword..."

Qi Miao was slightly shocked and thought that she had also used it when she transformed herself into a woman. Qin Xuehan naturally knew that his man disguised as a woman had been clear before. Why did Qin Xuehan seem to be unaware of it?

After thinking about it, he thought that this matter should not be concealed, so he said to Qin Xuehan and Yu Bing, "Brother Qin, we have indeed had the origin of fighting side by side. You must have a little doubt in your heart. Why don't we find a place to avoid it first and let me explain it one by one?"

"Good!" Qin Xuehan nodded, "It happens that my brother also needs to recuperate from his injury. Let's go now."

Seeing that he is lazy, as usual, he does not deliberately pursue the secrets of others, nor is he eager to do the so-called care for others, which makes people feel that he can make friends.

At present, the three of them control their true qi and fall into the green mountains beside them. Yu Bing meditated and breathed for a moment. Qin Xuehan spared no effort to use his true qi to open up the ice meridians and help him extract blood.

After half axiang, Yu Bing nodded. Qin Xuehan withdrew his palms on both sides of his back and only heard a soft cry. Yu Bing was vomiting a mouthful of blood.

When Qimiao looked down, he only felt that the blood was thick and bright red, hot, and the ordinary blood was purple and black, and most of it was condensed into pieces. He eagerly concerned and said, "Brother Yu, you and Chen Nai fought fiercely first. It seems that you didn't have suffered any trauma. Is it because you have hurt your internal organs?"

"Alas..." After Yu Bing spit out this mouthful of blood, his face turned a little pale again. He closed his eyes and sighed and said, "I'm not good at learning. Although I dodged the sword light sent by Chen Nai first, his sword spirit was full of the sky. I was not bad for a while, and my heart was invaded by him..."

It turned out that the sword qi entered the body and hurt his heart after invading. This mouthful of blood was spit out by Yu Bing. Qi Miao was shocked and said that this matter could be big or small. If it is not treated quickly, Yu Bing may not be able to escape this disaster.