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Pei Qingkuang finally untied the rope on Chen Zijin's body.

At this time, Chen Zijin's eyes were already loose, and he was like a puppet without joy or sorrow. He didn't need to be imprisoned anymore, but he could obediently obey him and let him order him.

Pei Qingkuang's thick hair was pulled behind his ears, revealing his entire face. If you ignore the bloody and ferocious lines at the corners of the eyes, the whole face is actually not very scary. Although it looks like a monster, it is still outstanding. .

He stretched out his hand, and Chen Zijin responded slowly, slowly put his palm forward, and stood up under his guidance.The bamboo and rattan chair placed in the center was vacant, and the man protected Chen Zijin behind him, and then waved his palm towards it.

The rattan chair was not crushed by this force, instead, it started to rotate rapidly as if a spinning wheel was born underneath. After about ten rounds, the whole cave began to tremble faintly, accompanied by a low buzzing sound, A lot of dust and gravel shook off the top.

There were many fire lamps burning on the surrounding walls for lighting, but they were also extinguished by the shock at the moment, leaving less than half of the fire light, making the light much dim, but it did not affect the vision.

After a long while, a rock slab about a foot wide collapsed on the roof of the cave, and fell heavily. A large object came crashing down, and finally stood firmly on the ground.

——That's the statue of the castle master's wife in the main hall of the Cangbing Cave. I didn't expect that the place where Pei Qingkuang brought Chen Zijin was directly below the hall.

But at this moment, Chen Zijin couldn't feel any emotion at all, he had no emotions at all, and everything he did was based on the instructions of the person next to him.

Pei Qingkuang approached the stone statue, stepped on the stone platform of the base, and caressed the cold stone carved with the woman's face with the back of his hand. The emotion revealed in his eyes was unusual, it was an obsession mixed with crazy worship.After lingering for a long time, his smile became more and more intense and weird. He pressed his palm on the top of the stone statue, and slowly, cracks began to spread downwards from under his palm, until the whole stone statue was cut into countless parts by the cracks, and finally only zero shattered. Broken all over the place.

However, under such changes, there is another thing that is particularly eye-catching, and it seems to be hanging in the air without a rope for a moment.Pei Qingkuang's eyes lit up, and he spun his palm half a circle very quickly, holding the thing in his palm before it hit the ground.

The dust gradually scattered, and the vision became clearer. At this moment, it can be discerned at a glance that what Pei Qingkuang is holding in his hand is actually a sword hilt, and what is connected to the hilt is a slender and long sword body. The whole sword is not stained at all. There is grime on it, and the whole body is glowing with blue light.

Pei Qingkuang raised his hand in fascination, pressed his face against it, and murmured "Zijin".

The sharp blade cut a shallow scar on the skin of his cheek, and the blood dripped down the blade, and dripped from the tip of the sword to the ground without being absorbed at all.The man laughed heartily, his gaze finally moved away from Zijin's sword, and he looked at the person waiting beside him with an expressionless face full of danger.

"It doesn't like my blood..." Pei Qing jumped off the stone platform and nodded temptingly, "Come here."

Chen Zijin didn't hesitate for a second, he obeyed, walked straight to him, and took the Zijin sword into his hand.

"Bring it to life."

Pei Qingkuang ordered, his voice full of bewitching.

Chen Zijin nodded, took two steps back, held the sword in his right hand across his chest, and approached the tail of the sword with the palm of his left hand, then held it tightly cruelly, as if he could not feel the pain at all, holding the blade in his palm to slow down. Swipe slowly towards the tip of the sword.

What is unexpected is that the picture that should be dripping with blood does not see half of the redness. The palm of Chen Zijin's left hand was indeed cut with a deep wound, but all the blood seemed to be absorbed, leaving no drop. into the body of the sword.

The blue light of Zijin's sword was shining brighter, and Pei Qingkuang's eyes were full of greed and admiration, and he watched his movements obsessively.Chen Zijin's movements were very slow, as if it had been a long time, when his left hand finally drew out from the tip of the sword, the Zijin sword came to life completely, and a slender snake-like pattern appeared on the entire body of the sword, and then a blue light Convergence, the color becomes very soft.

Chen Zijin lowered his left hand, the blood continued to flow to the ground.

"Hahaha..." Pei Qingkuang's wish was fulfilled, and he finally came to this step that he had been thinking about for more than ten years, "Very good, very good...give it to me. You and your wife have done their best in this life, and it is not in vain." After a walk in the world, this sword will carry the blood of the two of you forever!"

Chen Zijin slowly moved his right hand while holding the sword, and handed the Zijin sword to him as instructed.

"Now we only need the last step... As long as the original owner of the Zijin Sword dies, the next person who gets him will be the new owner." Pei Qing smiled wildly and stretched out his hand.

The hilt of the sword was only an inch away from his palm, but all of a sudden, Chen Zijin's eyes that should have been lifeless flashed a cold light, his wrist moved flexibly, and he placed the blade of the sword around the man's neck as fast as a gust of wind.

Pei Qing was stunned, unexpectedly changed, and didn't dare to act rashly, but there was an extremely puzzled look in his eyes.

The Chen Zijin in front of him seemed to be a different person, imitating his original appearance and curling the corners of his lips.

"Is it strange?" He firmly held the Zijin sword in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Is it because I don't understand why I didn't get your soul-inducing poison?"

Pei Qingkuang remained silent, staring at him gloomyly, trying to find a flaw.

"Because I wasn't the one who was poisoned." Chen Zijin, or more accurately, it should be the master of Shaobao, showed uncontrollable joy, and sneered, "You won't understand if you say it, but the phrase 'kill two birds with one stone' should It's the most suitable for me."

The sword in his hand was pressed down half a point, and the man's neck was cut a little, and blood flowed out.

"My life should not be terminated, this is God's will." The master of the young castle regained the initiative of his body, and he was very excited. Before he started, he couldn't help asking, "Master Pei, thank you for helping me find the Zijin sword. Indeed, I never thought that this sword was actually hidden in my mother's sculpture... But I'm curious, how did you learn so many secrets related to Zijin sword?"

"Heh..." Pei Qingkuang has always been a sinister person, how could he be coerced by others for too long, his expression quickly returned to his original state, and he said casually, "Of course it's because..."

The water red long sleeves suddenly attacked, Chen Zijin's heart shuddered, and he hurriedly swung his sword to block it, and then dodged a few inches, barely dodging.

The soft sleeves were cut off, Pei Qingkuang smiled lowly, wiped away the blood on his neck, and licked his fingers lightly with his tongue.

"Because the castle master's wife forged the sword for you, she was originally bewitched by my design. Of course, such a talent must be used to the best of her abilities. To make her do it willingly, of course, she must be given a reason of 'why not'... ..."

"So the love of the child is the reason?"

"Of course."

"But you ignored it. From the beginning to the end, this sword can only be mine." Chen Zijin looked at his teasing attitude, and raised his sword again to point at him, "Master Pei, you and I will die today. You might as well try yourself, who is the real master of Zijin."

The man's face finally sank, and he stopped teasing him.

Pei Qingkuang didn't have a sword in his hand, nor any other weapons, but the Young Castle Lord still didn't underestimate his strength.

Few people in the Jianghu know the true strength of the leader of Shenyu, and the young castle owner who has only lived for seventeen or eighteen years has no chance to meet him, but he has at least heard a rumor - more than ten years ago, he was unarmed The leader of Shenyu personally twisted the neck of Patriarch Ximen.

The person who can make the four major families prefer to avoid, the young castle master will not be so stupid as to underestimate the enemy, but he also does not need to be afraid of the enemy.At this time and at that time, he can also be strong when he encounters the strong. It is really not a certainty who wins and who loses, not to mention that his chance of winning is actually greater.

And this happened to be a situation created by Pei Qingkuang himself.

He used to think that the cheat book that recorded Zijin Sword was something his mother left in his room, but now he heard the truth in this strange situation, it was actually a chess set by this man.

Pei Qingkuang's purpose is obvious. Naturally, it is to induce the Master of the Young Castle to desire the Zijin Sword, and to practice this technique a little, in the hope that he can afford the sword today when he uses his blood to support the Zijin Sword Qualifications.He just didn't expect that the "fool" young castle master not only practiced martial arts, but also learned the essence of the cheats secretly.

Pei Qingkuang fantasized about becoming the new master of Zijin Sword, so naturally he also practiced the same book of cheats, but he overlooked one point after all: the master of Shaobao is the true master of Zijin Sword right now, and it is a big deal when he has the sword in his hand. the same.

There was even a point where it was the biggest mistake he ever made.

——He thought that this cheat book was the most suitable martial art for Zijin Sword, but in fact it was the most suitable for the young castle master. It was a martial art tailor-made by the castle master's wife for her child whose muscles and bones were not outstanding.Zijin's cheats are not the best martial arts in the world, but they are the most able to stimulate the potential of the young castle master. He even resorted to risky moves, adding negative to the positive, mutually reinforcing each other while restraining each other, so that the young castle master's martial arts are enough to step into the world. It is above a high level that he cannot reach by himself.

The castle owner's wife is a strong woman without hesitation. Although she loves her son, she is cruel enough. The only thing she didn't expect is that her dangerous action almost killed her parents and son who were eager to practice martial arts.

Pei Qingkuang, who tried his best to steal the cheat book, also failed to notice this point.

——But the master of Shaobao is very clear in his heart, knowing how capable he is after possessing the Zijin sword, and he also knows that the divine control skill that Pei Qingkuang practiced is extremely yin.

Zijin uses yang to overcome yin, which is his greatest advantage.So when it comes to obsession, the one who can't handle it first must be the person opposite...

The Master of the Young Castle closed his eyes, remembering Chen Zijin's "preemptive attack" just said not long ago, and smiled slightly, not giving the opponent time to break through his own loopholes. Side shot him.

Pei Qingkuang frowned slightly, and then reacted immediately, hitting back with just the wind of his palm.The air current hit Zijin's sword, and a ray of green light seemed to burst open.

After a round of exchange of moves, both of them got a glimpse of each other's details.Pei Qingkuang only thought that he was completely familiar with Zijin's skills made by the person in front of him. Using the same technique.

The Master of the Young Castle understood clearly, and he was even more unhurried. Every move was not violent, and it only used up the opponent's patience just right. harm.

Gradually, after an unknown number of rounds, a trace of impatience and anger appeared between Pei Qingkuang's brows, and the strong wind in his hand changed indistinctly, and he was no longer familiar with it.

The Master of the Young Castle smiled lowly, knowing that the time had come.

The fierce swordsmanship is wide open and closed, and if you don't hold back, the sword and sword are full of murderous aura, and they are going to take that person's vitals.

Pei Qingkuang gradually became unable to resist, his brows furrowed more and more, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and his eyes were frantic, which was already a sign of madness.In the end, he finally couldn't resist his own pain, and with a mouthful of saltiness in his throat, he spurted blood at the person who was approaching in front of him.

The master of the young castle did not dodge or evade, and at the same moment, he stabbed the Zijin sword into his heart accurately.

The sound of weapons cutting through the air in the cave suddenly disappeared, replaced by a weak and sinister laughter, which stopped abruptly after dozens of laughs.

The young castle master drew his sword away, and Pei Qingkuang fell down straight.

A silence.

"Mother..." After a while, he moved his eyes from the corpse to the gravel in the cave, and whispered, "I avenged you." He smiled and lifted the long sword stained with blood, and said leisurely , "After waiting for so long, the Zijin sword has finally arrived in my hands, and I will live up to your expectations."

The left hand of the sacrificial sword was still dripping with blood, the master of the young castle jumped from the collapse of the stone statue into the hall of the Tibetan soldiers, and walked out of the cave along the way.