Chapter 93 The Death of Xiaoyu

The Chiyang sword spirit turned into ten thousand purple light with the momentum of Lingyun, like a wind wrapped in drizzle, hitting Jiang Hanye.

Jiang Hanye's eyes were scarlet and his upper body was naked. The Brahma ruler suddenly flew out of his waist, covered with black smoke, lingering around Jiang Hanye, making him seem to be shrouded in black smoke.

But even so, in the face of the wind-like Chiyang sword spirit and Ji Shangxuan, who wanted his life, Jiang Hanye seemed to be a little wooden. Ji Yuan lived with Jiang Hanye for so long that at this moment, he actually felt that the little brother in front of him did not seem to be the little brother he knew.

"Fantian Curse!" Jiang Hanye suddenly spit out such a sentence, which may be a spell, but no matter what this sentence means, everyone feels that this voice is not Jiang Hanye's voice, because Jiang Hanye was only 14 years old and not yet an adult. Although his body is already tall, his voice is still young, but at this moment The sound is clearly the voice of a man who has been an adult for a long time.

After Jiang Hanye said that sentence, he saw that the Brahma ruler soared in an instant, from about one foot to become longer and wider, and the whole ruler became like a sword and suddenly penetrated into Jiang Hanye's hand. He held the Brahma ruler and faced the ten thousand purple light in front of his chest, but with a roar, Jiang Hanye's figure fell to the ground. Because of the power of the sword, his body still slid back after falling to the ground, and two deep marks were made by his feet on the ground.

Master Wufa frowned and kept chanting the scriptures. The light of the emerald rosary became more and more prosperous, covering everyone and even approaching Jiang Hanye. However, even with the great power of the divine monk, he could not make the golden light fall on Jiang Hanye - the black light of the Brahma ruler was aggressive and pierced the golden light. Insent.

"Monk, what on earth is this..." Bai Yucicada slowly walked to the master of enlightenment and asked with his palms together.

"Even if the old man has lived for hundreds of years, he can't pry out the mystery, and there is no way to know the origin of the fierce thing. Shame, ashamed!" Master Wufa said with shame on his face.

"So now we see it like this?" Bai Yucicada said again.

"Ji Zhuang's major is unfathomable, and it is still not a problem to deal with such a junior. Besides, as Ji Zhuang said, this is his housework, alas!" Master Wufa sighed deeply, but took another look at Shizhen.

Shizhen is the most proud disciple of the understanding of the Dharma, and naturally understands the deep meaning of Master's eyes: "If there is a gap in which side, remember to save his life."

The purple light is full of stars, scattered everywhere in the forest. The whole forest is full of sand and stones. The sword is passing by, and the trunks of the trees are broken. Jiang Hanye is also pushed back repeatedly. His body hit a big tree and knocked those big trees into a personal hole.

Seeing that Jiang Hanye was forced to retreat, Ji Shangxuan seemed to be afraid that he would escape. He jumped up, chanted the spell, sacrificed the long sword in his hand, turned it into a sword, and hit it straight to Jiang Hanye's chest.

Xiaoyu broke free from Ji Yuan's hand and ran to Jiang Hanye. She felt that the tears of her life seemed to be exhausted on this day. The wind in the forest fell behind her with her tears.

"Dad, Xiaoye, don't do this!" In fact, until now, Xiaoyu can't figure out why the two of them want to fight like this. Not only Xiaoyu, but Ji Yuan doesn't understand. Ji Shangxuan keeps saying that Jiang Hanye killed the people of Wanjian Villa, but what about the evidence?

Xiaoyu jumped around from the side. People along the way wanted to hold her, but no one could grab Xiaoyu's hand. She was a strange girl. It was enough to enter the innate realm with a few years of strength to explain this problem.

Jiang Hanye, or someone else, in short, under the pressure of this sword, not only did he not retreat, but also seemed to be more tenacious and stubborn. Dozens of feet away, there was a huge rock, and Jiang Hanye was forced into the rock by the sword spirit with a bang.

The stone of Mount Yongshan is as hard as iron, not to mention Jiang Hanye. Even if the martial arts predecessors have been hit by such a violent impact, I'm afraid that the body can't stand it. What's more, there is a stronger sword spirit of Ji Shangxuan behind him.

Just as the sword spirit chased into the rock, a smile appeared on the corners of Ji Shangxuan's mouth. Probably only he knew what the smile meant.

"What?" Just when Ji Shangxuan thought that Jiang Hanye was dead, a green shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, directly in front of the sword light, and sacrificed a protective barrier in a very short time in an attempt to block the sword light.

Although the figure is extremely fast, Ji Shangxuan has seen who it is. That's his daughter, Ji Mingyu.

"Yuer, you!" Ji Shangxuan closed in a hurry and forcibly unloaded 70% of the power of the sword light at the cost of his internal injury. However, with his cultivation, there were only three successes, which was enough to kill a congenital three-layer master. However, with a bang, the sword light actually passed through the barrier, penetrated into Cuiying's body, and flew the rock behind Xiaoyu. That's it.

"Ah!" Deep in the rock, there was a heartbreaking roar. It was Jiang Hanye, and it didn't seem to be Jiang Hanye. I saw a black shadow rushing out of the rock and punched Ji Shangxuan's chest one after another.

Ji Shangxuan witnessed his daughter fall. He was lost at this moment, so he took Jiang Hanye's crazy fist and was knocked back seven or eight feet by him.

Jiang Hanye's body was full of gravel powder, and his hair was more like a layer of foggy snow. He had a Brahma ruler above his head, clenched his fists, and his eyes were more like staring out, staring at Ji Shangxuan.

"Oh, evil!" Wufa once wanted to help, but Ji Shangxuan's sword was too fast, so he chased and chased him. On the way, Xiaoyu had already fallen. Everyone knew that with Ji Shangxuan's cultivation, Xiaoyu was more and less lucky this time.

After Jiang Hanye repelled Ji Shangxuan, he clenched his fist, slowly turned around, lowered his head, and looked at the little jade on the ground.

Xiaoyu has lost its sound, and her whole body is quietly lying on the ground like a fallen leaf. At this moment, what she holds in her hand is the snowflake sealed on the maple leaves by Jiang Hanye with a frost and cold barrier, the crystal clear hexagonal snowflake.

Jiang Hanye slowly squatted down and reached out to pick up Xiaoyu. He felt as if he was in a distant void, where he was deep and lonely. There was nothing. He stood there helplessly. Suddenly, he saw Xiaoyu falling down with sword spirit, which made him immediately feel like being hit by five thunderbolts and almost collapsed.

Although Jiang Hanye felt involuntarily at this moment, he still realized that Xiaoyu became the present for him. He half knelt on the ground and held Xiaoyu tightly in his arms, clinging to his sweaty but cold skin. His eyes were full of tears, but he was still stubborn to prevent the tears from slipping. His body trembled with pain, but he did not make any more sound because of pain.

At this moment, the whole forest seems to be shrouded in sadness. The figure of enlightenment stopped halfway. After witnessing all this, he recited a sentence of 'Amitabha Buddha', and then began to recite the rebirth mantra.

"No, it won't!" Ji Shangxuan also recovered at this moment. He took two steps back and suddenly rushed to Jiang Hanye crazily. He slapped him behind his back and wanted to drive him away from his daughter. However, Jiang Hanye held Ji Mingyu so tightly. Even if he was slapped away by Ji Shangxuan, he still held Xiaoyu tightly in his arms, and the two of them Like the remaining snow, it floats in mid-air.

'Roar!' Another roar, listening to the sound, seemed to be closer to here, and everyone's look changed.

"Is Qiongqi coming?" Someone muttered.

"It must be poor!" Some people said with some panic.

Although the three factions are aiming at Qiongqi, it is not so simple to deal with this ancient fierce beast. This requires the combined strength of the three factions and use the Fumo Tripod of Xumi Mountain to do it. However, before they have encountered Qiongqi, Wanjian Villa has almost been completely destroyed, which is a With their power today, they can't be the opponent of Qiongqi at all, not to mention that there are people in the magic religion behind Qiongqi. It is normal for these people to worry and even panic.

Ji Shangxuan accidentally injured his daughter, but he calculated the account on Jiang Hanye's head. At this time, he saw Jiang Hanye holding his daughter tightly, and the evil spirit in his heart could not be suppressed. A purple smoke rose all over his body, but there was a faint black in the purple, and the understanding method saw all this in his eyes. I couldn't help frowning.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" Wufalang said, "Master Ji Zhuang, the poor is close, and the old man thinks..."

At this time, suddenly everyone heard a loud noise, as if some huge beast stepped on the ground, and the whole ground was shaking. After the ground shook, about dozens of feet away from here, the trees began to fall in pieces, and a lightning-like thing jumped up and down in the forest, and dozens of figures jumped behind it.

"Ring!" Bai Yuchan was the first to react. She jumped to the open place and shouted in a low hand with a magic weapon. Then the people in Baihua Valley, except for the two who supported Cen Ruoqiu, gathered around her and gathered into a gossip shape and put on a sword array, looking like they were waiting.

Wufa looked at Jiang Hanye and Ji Shangxuan, and then looked at the figure who had arrived nearby. He couldn't help sighing and shouted, "Fly!"

Under the order of enlightenment, the disciples of Mount Sumer, led by Shi Zhen and Shi Ran, jumped up and gathered around Shi Zhen.

"Luohan Array!" Shi Zhen shouted, but it seemed that it was too late. The figure had rushed to them, but there was a 'ah' scream, and the sound of chewing bones and flesh came from mid-air.

Shi Zhen frowned and was about to say something. Suddenly, he felt that something seemed to fall on his shoulder. He reached out and touched it. It was actually a piece of flesh and blood. Looking at the shape, it seemed to be a human ear.

"Where's the release?" At this time, suddenly a little monk shouted, "Shikong was captured by Qiongqi!"

Everyone was in chaos for a moment, and there was a constant laughter from the air. The laughter came from all directions. Obviously, it was human.

"Hahaha! Is this the so-called right path?"

"Who knows? That's more bold than a mouse..."

"Hahaha!"

Hufa's heart tightened, and he said loudly, "Is it a martial arts fellow? Why don't you show up?"

At this time, the wind made a big sound, and there were several more figures everywhere. When they settled down, everyone could see the appearance of these people in front of them.

The clothes these people wear are colorful and different in appearance, and the guys in their hands are even more eye-catching. Some hold pu fans, some hold sticks, and some actually take a pot lid to make a treasure, but no matter what they hold in their hands, they bring a sense of oppression to the three factions without exception.

There was a creaking sound in mid-air. Both the three major factions and the magic road looked up one after another. The little monks cried, because the ones who had just been captured were their fellow brothers who accompanied them day and night.

"Tut, the poor old man actually caught a monk to eat this time. I don't know what the monk's meat is like. After eating it, can he become a demon or an immortal..." The man holding the pot lid was dressed in charcoal gray clothes, and his hair was messy and covered his head like a pot lid. He His eyes are as big as cow eggs, and his eyes are watery, clear and pure, which is not commensurate with his beard, which makes people feel very funny.

"Nonsense!" Relieved and said angrily, "You evil outsiders actually drove poor Qi to our side and deliberately killed my brother Shikong. Today, I, Xumishan, must take this revenge and vent my hatred!"

"Oh?" A voice came from above everyone's heads. Whether it was the right way or the devil, they looked up one after another. Only Jiang Hanye still held Xiaoyu's body at this time and fell to the ground quietly. Since Ji Shangxuan slapped him away, his posture has never changed.

"Who are you? Get your name on the express!" He looked up, but saw a man standing on the high treetop. He was dressed in white, holding an iron fan, with his left hand behind him, and his right hand fan slowly fanning. He had a long face, white skin, clear eyebrows, elegant beard, and swung in front of his chest with the wind.

"Who am I, who I am, who I am, who I am, who I am... The name is just a code name of this stinky skin bag. I said that I am a mountain, water, grass and wood, do you believe it?" The man said slowly.

"You..." He was relieved and wanted to speak, but he was pulled by his brother and winned at him, signaling him to silence for the time being.

"Nan Wu Amitabha, benefactor, you should be the demon leader, Luo Xingyun." Master Wufa put his hands together and asked loudly.

"Master, are you here too?" Luo Xingyun seemed to have quite respect for the enlightenment, and he also put his hands together and replied, "I haven't seen you for many years. I don't know how the master is in good health?"

"The old man is already the remnants of the wind and candle, and he is just fighting for the last trace of energy to transform all sentient beings." Wufa said slowly, "It's a pity that I have been countless people, but I can't make Luo Shi successful. It's really a sin, a sin..."

Luo Xingyun frowned, looked at the ground and said, "The sun and the moon have come out, with their own light, and the fire is endless. It's just futile."

"What a light, Lord Luo, I haven't seen you for many years. You are still so conceited that you compare the devil's way with the heavenly way, but compare the vicissitudes of the right road to a fire. Aren't you afraid of being punished by that day at the time of the heavenly disaster?" Wufa said.

"I, Luo Xingyun, have been wandering all my life, and I have been wandering endlessly. I have never felt that I need to be a master." Luo Xingyun said, "I don't think there will be any divine punishment coming to me, but some people..." With that, he shifted his eyes to Ji Shangxuan on the ground and sneered.

"Hmm! Luo Xingyun, you lead the disciples of the demon religion and mess up my mountain gate. I haven't calculated this account with you yet!" Ji Shangxuan stared at Luo Xingyun and said.

"This Wanjian Villa is a thousand-year-old school. Today, it actually fell into the hands of a villain, which is really a sigh!" Luo Xingyun shook his head and sighed, "Master, I think there is really one that really needs you to be moderated here. That's this Lord Ji." He pointed the iron fan to Ji Shangxuan, and his words were full of sarcasm.

"Don't think you have poor help, we are afraid of you!" Ji Shangxuan held a long sword and pointed to Luo Xingyun with his left hand, emitting awe-inspiring air all over his body.

"Isn't this little brother your apprentice?" Luo Xingyun ignored Ji Shangxuan, but looked at Jiang Hanye, who was shrinking aside with a blank expression, and mocked, "Why, is it the master and apprentice who look like this now?"

Once Luo Xingyun's words came out, the people of the magic religion laughed one after another. The muscles on Ji Shangxuan's face became a little ferocious because of anger. After watching the enlightenment from afar, he read a meditation spell, and then said to Ji Shangxuan secretly: "All magic obstacles rise from the heart, the heart is destroyed, and the devil dies. Lord Ji Zhuang, calm down!"

Ji Shangxuan got this sentence from Master Wufa in his heart and calmed down in an instant. He held his sword, looked at Wufa gratefully, and then walked slowly to the crowd, stood with the disciples of Xumi Mountain, looked up at Luo Xingyun, and frowned and said, "Don't be wordy. Don't delay time with us. Fight If you want to kill, come down!"

"Fight?" Luo Xingyun laughed and said, "Do you want to fight? I won't do it today. I'm afraid you can't stand it alone, can you? After saying that, he smiled and said nothing, and the demons on the ground laughed again.

The creaking sound in mid-air gradually slowed down until there was no, and then I heard a bang. It seemed that something had been dropped from the air. After scraping on the branch, it hung on a low branch. Everyone stared at it and felt sad. This was the empty remains. Only bones were left in the skeleton, and the meat and internal organs had been eaten up by the poor.

"Damn!" Shi Ran held the magic wand and said with hatred, "I don't believe that so many of us can't subdue that beast today!"