Ben Jian wants to take a bath

To break the formation is to kill.

If it is not broken, it will be controlled by others.

There is simply no way to have the best of both worlds.

Bai Zhuolian looked at Cang Yu worriedly, not knowing what to choose for a moment.

After the initial hesitation, Cang Yu quickly calmed down.

As soon as he raised his hand, the palm of his hand flashed, and in the blink of an eye, a silver-white long sword exactly like his own body appeared.

"This is my avatar, you hold it to protect your life." He handed the sword to Bai Zhuolian and said, "As long as the sword stays in your hand, you will be fine."

Bai Zhuolian took the sword, nodded, didn't say anything, only gave a soft "hmm".

Then, without saying a word, he slapped him with a little purification power.

Cang Yu was a little dumbfounded.

Although this little white lotus is not good at talking and doesn't understand human relationships, he always does more than what he says. Now that he is facing such a predicament, if he can save a little more spiritual energy, he may save his life once. I kept patting him, as if the aura didn't cost money, which made him both angry and funny.

He raised his hand, patted Bai Zhuolian's shoulder, and said one last time: "Take care of yourself."

After all, he didn't hesitate anymore, with his toes on the ground, he jumped into the air.

The man in black laughed inexplicably, "You want to break the formation? You want to ignore the people in this city?"

Cang Yu ignored him at all.

The moment he moved, the ten evil swords also moved, and they were held by the sword slaves under his control. As soon as the sword qi waved, a dark red evil qi swayed out along with the sharp sword light. , approaching a man and a tiger in an instant.

Bi An spread his wings on his back, and the tiger's figure instantly doubled in size. The purple thunder light exploded around his body, and the thunder light poured out, instantly forming a layer of thunder light barrier around his body.

It roared: "White-haired boy, I will stop them, you block the evil spirit and don't float over."

Bai Zhuolian didn't hesitate either, he only had a profound level of cultivation, and indeed he was no match for the low-level evil sword at the earth level, but his body had a natural suppressive effect on evil energy, and Bi An also had a middle-level cultivation at the earth level, which was more powerful than the evil sword. At a higher level, it is still possible to block them for a period of time.

He immediately gathered energy in the sword, swiped the long sword, blessed with the sword energy of Cangjian, the purification power surged in the sword body, and with a wave of his sleeve, a large white glow flashed across, and the dark red sword energy that was forced over was like melting snow Dissipated.

One person and one tiger cooperated in this way, but after all, there was a formation restriction, and there were so many evil swords, they almost used all their strength, and they couldn't last long at all.

Cang Yu obviously also knew.

The man in black knew even more. He was lazily standing on the roof with his arms folded, making it clear that he was watching a play.

Cang Yu glanced at him, a faint sneer twitched at the corner of his lips, his fingertips were imprinted, and the fingertips actually seeped out a little bit of blue-colored sword light that was different from the past.

The exposed lips of the man in black tightened instantly, his whole body tensed unconsciously, and a few tense gasps came out between his nostrils.

Cang Yu's fingers moved together, and the blue sword light gradually gathered, condensing into a palm-sized long blue sword in mid-air.

As soon as the little sword appeared in the world, there was an astonishing sharpness that seemed to pierce through the soul. The opposite was the strong life breath in the sword energy, which was as strong as the spring returning to the earth. Waiting for the man in black to enjoy it for a while longer, Cang Yu flicked his sleeves, and in the blink of an eye, he had already covered his body with a layer of enchantment, gathering back the sword energy scattered from the little sword.

"You..." The man in black was a little excited, "This is your original sword energy, right? Since it is so powerful, why seal yourself?"

Cang Yu glanced at him lightly, and said, "There are some things that shouldn't be in this world."

After he finished speaking, he didn't say any more, put his palm on the small sword, and pressed down flatly.

Following his movements, the small blue sword fell down suddenly, and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. In an instant, it fell into the lake like a drop of water, creating a layer of ripples on the ground, and this layer of ripples is It quickly spread to the surrounding area, and a faint "boom" sound was heard, and the entire city was instantly enveloped in it. The dark red patterns on the ground disappeared like melting snow, and the inexplicable power in the air that bound them The pressure also dissipated without a trace, and the whole silent and dark city seemed to come alive in an instant. Intermittent cicada cries began to appear on the treetops, and the eerie atmosphere slowly dissipated.

The face of the man in black changed slightly, "You actually...you actually..."

He said "You unexpectedly" for a long time, probably because he was too excited, but he didn't say anything about it.

Cang Yu's complexion was indeed much paler than before, the kind of unhealthy pallor from too much consumption, a thin layer of cold sweat was vaguely soaked on the forehead, but the hand that was raised in the air remained steady and never moved.

Breaking the formation will indeed turn the entire city into a dead city in an instant, but there is a way to prevent it.

At the same time as the formation was broken, when the people's life was about to be cut off, new life flowed in instantly to maintain their lives.

In this way, no one will be killed or injured.

But this new vitality comes at a price.

That is the origin of Cangjian's sword energy.

Once the original source is lost, the sword will become weak instantly, without a thousand years of nurturing, it will not be able to recover to its peak at all.

But Cang Jian is an exception. He has lived long enough, and he has accumulated a lot of rich spiritual energy. Those originating from him just make him uncomfortable for a period of time, and it will be fine to take care of him.

But the man in black didn't know, so he was horrified, and when he was horrified, the opening was revealed.

How could Cang Yu let go of such an opportunity, his figure flashed slightly, and the next moment he was in front of him, with a random wave of his right hand, the white sword glow pointed at his chest and stabbed fiercely.

The man in black dodges hastily, but Cang Yu's sword is not so easy to dodge, chasing the direction where he dodged, he swung several sword qi consecutively, and suddenly there was a "choking" sound of sword lights clashing, and the dazzling light flashed After that, the two suddenly backed away.

On the chest of the man in black was a hideous and bloody sword mark that turned outwards. The red blood dripped down, and then turned into aura and dissipated in mid-air.

The man in black covered his lips and let out a low cough, his voice was hoarse and sharp, with a hint of sarcasm, "As a sword, you risk your life to save others at any cost, I really doubt if you have been snatched away. "

Cang Yu was rather strange: "Why are you so hostile to people?"

These words seemed to touch the pain of the man in black, and he let out a desolate laugh, "Why? Oh, you said it nicely, our swords have regarded their masters as their only ones since birth, and people, they are What did they do to us? Why do they throw it away when they want to, destroy it when they want to, some people even have a hundred swords, and those who don’t like it just melt together, and they pay for nothing with their sincerity. In the end, they can’t even keep their own bodies. , Why do you say, how many swords are abandoned by the master in the Six Realms every day, how many swords are smelted by the master every day, how many swords are broken by the master every day, but because my own sword is not as strong as others, I break the sword when I become angry , why are our swords ruined by others like this? Why can’t we be the masters of people? Why!”

Cang Yu was silent.

He knew all the things the man in black said, but...

"This is not the reason for you to sacrifice the lives of the whole city." He said, "After all, those who abandon the sword are a minority. If you do this, the entire Six Realms will be turned upside down. Do you know how many years the Six Realms were originally planned to spend? Do you know how much the current stability has cost, if you do this, you will completely overthrow the order that has been formed with great difficulty, and the price is not something you can afford."

The man in black looked at him mockingly, "Because the price is too high, you would rather stay in this safe shell instead of fighting for a free world for us?"

Cang Yu frowned tightly, pursed his lips and remained silent.

The man in black sneered, "Cang Jian, Cang Jian, the majestic sword emperor, I would rather your people live in such a life where the water is hot and hot, and they will be melted and enslaved at any time. You are really a good emperor. Blame me for being cruel."

Before he could finish his sentence, strands of black and red strange mist suddenly emerged from his body, and the whole person fit together and rushed towards him.

Cang Yu's face changed slightly, he dodged, and dodged lightly and skillfully.

He was feeling strange, and when he fixed his eyes, he saw the man in black rushing towards Bai Zhuolian.

His pupils shrank immediately, and he exclaimed, "Little Bailian, get out of here!"

At the same time, his figure flashed, and he flew over at the fastest speed in his life.

Bai Zhuolian was chasing away the evil spirits that were approaching, and he couldn't get away from him. After hearing his call, he turned around and saw a man in black with black and red evil spirits all over his body rushing towards him. With a sudden jump, the man in black was far above him, and he couldn't dodge it. He was about to turn himself into a body to resist the blow, but before he could move, a white light flashed in front of him, and he was still on the roof just now. Cang Yu from above had already landed in front of him.

Suddenly, the dazzling light illuminated the sky, almost blinding people's eyes. Bai Zhuolian subconsciously covered his eyes with his sleeve, and when the light finally weakened, he opened his eyes and saw a person standing against the wind in front of him. The back was tall and straight, and the wide sleeves and black hair swayed in a messy arc in the strong wind, which was enough to prove how fierce the fight was just now.

Bai Zhuolian opened his mouth, and he found that his throat was a little hoarse for some reason, and even a single sound was extremely difficult, "Sword... Jianjian..."

Cang Yu's figure moved.

He was silent for a while, and then slowly turned around, the expression on his face was the same, and he even smiled slightly, "I'm fine, those swords are dead."

It was only then that Bai Zhuolian discovered that there were ten dark red long swords lying alone on the ground, but the blades of the swords had been broken in two, and beside Cang Yu's feet was a black long sword that had been broken into four or five pieces and had long been unrecognizable. Jian, I guess it was the man in black who went crazy for no reason just now.

He looked at the sword, and then turned his head to look at him again. With an intuition, he could feel that Cang Yu's current state was very wrong, but he still smiled calmly, which made him not know how to speak for a while.

Bi An sensed that the atmosphere was not right, so he hid away a long time ago. He scratched around with his paws, and accidentally stepped on a formation eye that was originally set up, and suddenly the ground collapsed with a "bang", taking the The tiger also fell into the pit in an instant, letting out a dull scream.

The two looked sideways, and Cang Yu said: "This formation requires a huge amount of spiritual support to maintain it. The bottom of the formation should be where the formation heart is. You can go down with it and see what's in the formation heart. I'm tired, so adjust your breath first." meeting."

Bai Zhuolian's lips moved, but he couldn't help it, and asked, "Jianjian, are you injured?"

Cang Yu smiled, "Do you think I look wounded, that sword can't hurt me yet, don't worry."

Although Bai Zhuolian still had doubts, since Cang Yu didn't want to say anything, he didn't want to force him, so he finally told him to "be careful", and jumped down the cave with Bi An.

Seeing that his back disappeared, Cang Yu finally slowly let go of the right hand he had been holding tightly.

In the palm, there is a trace of black and red breath tightly entrenched on it, like a tiny bug, throbbing and beating in the veins of the palm, and even has the tendency to extend to the wrist.

He slowly clenched his palms, pursed his lips tightly, and showed a stern expression on his face.

It was actually invaded by evil spirits.

The aura of the man in black is really weird. Judging by his appearance, he is just a clone, and the main body is still hidden somewhere, but this clone is quite capable, and that evil energy can even maintain a boundary with him. His world strength is on par, even more so with his origin.

But how is it possible, the power of the first realm is the supreme power of the six realms, it has been used to create the world since the birth of the six realms, how could there be some leakage?

Who is this person?

Thinking in his heart, he walked slowly to the pit where Bai Zhuolian jumped into, his eyes flickered slightly, and finally he sighed softly.

There are only two ways to get rid of the evil spirit. One is to go to the sword pool and seal yourself, like Hongxiu, who will not be born for thousands of years.

What's more, use the purification technique of the holy lotus to clean the sword body every day for three consecutive years, and it will be cleared by itself.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows, feeling a slight headache.

It seems that it is inseparable from this little white lotus for the time being.

The author has something to say:

Cang Yu: Wash, wash, take a bath~

Shenzi: The sword is so slippery.

Cang Yu: wash every day~

Son of God: Okay~