Spring mountain night belt knife

The spells and instruments used by the students in the Yaotai Realm are all top-grade among the top-grade ones. Not to mention their amazing efficacy, there are still a large number of them.

The commander hurriedly mobilized all the ministries to deploy barriers for defense, and ordered the conjurers and archers to form formations to launch a long-range attack, but they were all blocked by the defensive formations arranged on the flying magic weapon.

"These people's self-cultivation is not very good, but they rely on a lot of magic weapons!" On the ground, someone said angrily.

"The one who can get so many magic weapons is definitely not an ordinary person." Someone took the conversation, but his voice trembled, and his tone was uncertain, "I see that the two leading them look a little like us Chen. What about the eighth and seventeenth princes of the country?"

Practitioners already have sharp eyes and ears, and the youngsters in the Yaotai Realm even put corresponding magic weapons on the flying magic weapon in order to detect the enemy's situation. When the leader heard this conversation, he immediately responded with a loudspeaker: "Yes, Yu is Chen Guo. The Seventeenth Prince, the one standing next to Yu is the Eighth Prince, besides—”

Before he finished speaking, the amplifying note was snatched away, and another voice sounded: "Besides, Gu also came. Oh, maybe the practitioners in Chen country don't know Gu, so Gu will reluctantly introduce himself , Gu is the King Liang of the Northern Zhou Dynasty..."

"And I, Princess Changle of the Northern Zhou Dynasty! This princess is here, who dares to be presumptuous against Chunshan Saber Ruan Xuegui!"

"..."

The brilliance on the field in front of the mountain is immortal, bright and bright, like a fire, reflecting the light of gold and jade in the void.The people on the flying magic weapon showed their identities one by one, all of them were either rich or noble, and the power behind them came out, and many practitioners below were scared on the spot.

The "Zhanchun" plan is led by Qinglong and Xuanwu, the second of the four holy families, to attract most sects and forces from the north and the south to form an elite team. The world is running amok—those forces that have not been persuaded to join, including many well-established families, cannot afford to offend, and no one dares to offend.

This is an era when aristocratic families monopolize most of the spiritual veins and resources, practice and power are inseparable.Great powers often occupy both secular and immortal realms. Needless to say, the latter, as for the former, whether they are in officialdom or business, they can always be found behind them.As for the royal family, let alone.

Before coming here, I had never heard of these forces standing behind Chun Shandao!The cowardly practitioners roared in their hearts, and due to the powerful and wealthy, the formation that they set up was visibly dispersed with the naked eye.

After most of the people introduced themselves, the remaining ones were too lazy or unwilling to speak. There was no sound from the sky and the earth, and the scene was extremely solemn.At this time, someone lowered the height of the flying magic weapon, coughed lightly, and said politely:

"Gentlemen, please listen to me. We are not here to fight you to the death, but to have an open and honest talk with you to make peace. Presumably the news you have received is Chun Shandao. , can wake up the sleeping sacred artifact, and can be used to shape it into a new spiritual vein. The former is not mentioned here, but the latter—not to mention whether it is unethical to cast a living person into a spiritual vein, just The credibility of this news is worth exploring.”

"The news was released by the former patriarch of the Ruan family. As we all know, before his death, he fought Chun Shandao several times. It can be seen that the conflict between the two is very deep. Therefore, his motivation for saying this and releasing this news is obvious. It is to use everyone Zhichun Shandao Ruan Xue to return to this place to avenge him..."

"The one who is speaking now is the second son of the Northern Zhou Taifu, the most eloquent person in Liuye Terrace." On the top of Chunshan Mountain, Yuan Xiaohan poured tea from a pot, pushed it to Ruan Xun's hand, and said with a chuckle.

Gently curling water mist scattered in the dawning sky, Ruan Li looked up at the water mirror, took a sip of tea calmly, and asked: "Soldiers first, salutes later, what did you teach?"

"Obviously these kids taught themselves." Yuan Xiaohan said slowly.

"Well, it seems that you taught it." Ruan Xun raised his eyebrows and said softly.

Then the tone changed slightly, and the voice sank: "This rhetoric may be able to sway some people below, but it cannot sway the planners, the high-level officials of these forces. Although the Four Holy Families are on one side, mutual surveillance and spying have never been done. However, the Ruan family's sudden rise over the past few years has already aroused suspicion. Secondly, the Ruan family will prosper for a hundred years after I leave for a hundred years. The reason for this is not difficult. Speculation. Besides, Ruan Donglin must have given them other evidence."

While talking, Ruan Xun stood up and raised his hand, Ah Qi turned into a long knife and fell into his hand.

At the foot of Spring Mountain.

As Ruan Xun expected, before the second son of the Taifu's son finished his speech, he was refuted by the person in the "Zhanchun" plan. The person even used this to incite and shouted: "Power makes people shrink, This seems to be true. These people are just a group of young brats, and you are so afraid that if you see their patriarch, their father, or the emperor someday, will you immediately kneel down and dare not speak? ?”

"This is the way you have been walking and the way you have been cultivating? It is a joke in the world! We, the people of cultivation, should go against the current and not be afraid of hardships and dangers. Everything is obtained by ourselves. The same is true for Shi, and the same is true for the spiritual veins in the future. After being oppressed by the power for too long, a new spiritual vein is the only chance to turn around in this life. Don’t you want to fight for a fight, don’t you want to change your destiny?”

"I will definitely kill Chun Shandao. The law of the jungle will prevail and the king will lose. If someone tells me to retreat or asks me to kneel, I will definitely raise my sword and kill him!"

As soon as this remark came out, some people in the crowd immediately echoed, and as the voice of echoing grew louder, those who were shaken in their hearts became firm again and raised their fists in support.

The man smiled with satisfaction, and immediately drew a sword flower, and slashed towards the second son of the Taifu.The practitioners behind him were infected by this, and raised their swords one after another, attacking the void.

All kinds of rays of light exploded again, and the origin force stirred up, causing a storm.It can be said that sooner or later, a scorching knife light cut through the iron-gray sky, with extreme momentum, it cut down the wilderness in an instant, and at the same time as the thunder exploded, all the people who attacked the Yaotai Realm were killed. Attack parried.

wow-

The knife that sliced ​​across the sky brought down a rain that had been brewing all night, the sky and the ground were instantly deep, the magic circle at the foot of Chunshan was brilliant, and the silver light flowed, and the enchantment barrier turned into an offensive weapon, pushing forward forcefully !

The vanguard of the "Zhanchun" army was turned upside down, and the next moment, the plain white figure fell into the rain, with a flick of the wrist and a turn of the blade, the cold light was dazzling.

As the wind blows across the fields, the corners of his clothes are flying, Ruan Li's light-colored eyes reflect the cold light of the rain, and his voice is as clear as a knife: "Chun Shan Dao Ruan Xue returns here, who dares to come up and learn?"

Immediately afterwards, there was a casual low laugh: "Guyue Jianyuan Xiaohan, I want to learn about your skills, is there anyone who dares to come?"

Having said that, it was just a formality. As soon as the words fell, the two men raised their swords together.

The wind kept blowing, the rain kept beating, the sound of battle was repeated, and the sword energy and knife light criss-crossed. Ruan Xun and Yuan Xiaohan faced the siege of hundreds of people with their backs against each other.

The rain mixed with blood, meandering through the mud, within a short while, the ground was covered with dead bodies.

Above the peak, two pairs of cold eyes stare at the battle situation, one in red clothes rises and falls, the other in black clothes calmly.

"Ruan Xun will not lose this battle." The man in black whispered, without emotion in his voice.

The man in red raised his bone knife, licked his tongue slowly on the edge of the blade, and his blue eyes shone strangely: "If he loses, how can he be my master?"

"The last sacred artifact is in the palace on the top of the mountain." The man in black said again.

"This is obviously a trap." Wu Feihuan smiled with his eyes bent, his voice low and gloomy, "I won't go there rashly, Lord Linyuan."

Hearing this, Lin Yuan snorted and didn't respond to anything else.But after blinking, his back stiffened suddenly, and then he took two steps back uncontrollably.A slanted branch protruding from the side of the road hooked off the hood, revealing a face with an expression of disbelief.

He raised his hand and pointed tremblingly at the man in red not far away, his eyes were both startled and frightened: "I...you... Wu Feihuan!" It was him who was shocked, and he was still the one who was afraid, afraid of the deep color of the mountain. In the rain, I suddenly learned the secret.

Wu Feihuan quickly looked over, looked at his expression and movements, suddenly realized something, and found it very interesting: "Oh? Xie Tianming? You have regained consciousness?"

But just after Wu Feihuan finished speaking, the expression on Xie Tianming's face changed again, it was a kind of relaxation to suppress the other self, and a little contempt for the other self's inner thoughts and feelings.

"Lord Linyuan." Wu Fei laughed happily, his tone more respectful.

The face that belonged to Xie Tianming sneered, "I didn't expect that with the recovery of his cultivation, he would wake up and compete with me for control of his body."

Lin Yuan didn't put on his hood anymore, just like this, he continued to watch the battle at the bottom of the mountain.

Click.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a branch being stepped on from behind.

Wu Feihuan and Lin Yuan turned their heads together, and saw a pair of eyes full of shock - this man was holding a single sword, wearing a blue shirt, with a surprised expression, it was Jing Yunsheng.

"Tianming? Why are you here? Why are you with Wu Feihuan?" Jing Yun asked tremblingly, but after a while, he noticed something, his expression changed again, and he took two steps back to distance himself , stood up the long sword in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at the two people opposite, "No, you are not Tianming. Tell me, who are you!"

Lin Yuan gave Wu Feihuan a look, and the latter smiled with a smile on his lips, walked out slowly with a bone knife on his shoulder.

But Lin Yuan's expression changed again - Xie Tianming tried his best to snatch the sovereignty of his body, and took a staggered step forward, but the vines rushed out from all directions with lightning speed, quickly bound his hands and feet, making him unable to move.

Xie Tianming struggled, his eyes were flustered and nervous, unable to take any action, he could only scream with all his might:

"Yun Sheng, hurry up, you can't beat him!"

"Let's go, tell Ah Fei and the original owner!"

"quick!"

"Hurry up—"

Xie Tianming's voice was broken in the torrential rain, but Jing Yunsheng had no time to move, or in other words, he never thought of running away alone.

The swordsman in blue clothes stood up with his sword, and collided with the bone knife in Wu Feihuan's hand, the stabbing sound was swallowed by the sound of rain.

The swordsman walks with his sword like a swimming dragon, gasping in the mountains and forests in the east, shaking the rivers and rivers, and the blue clothes are covered with water droplets, which are scattered into flowers with the staggered steps.The swordsman's movement was strange, the corners of his lips and eyes were slightly curved, he turned around and dodged behind the swordsman, the bone knife was pressed down and then raised, and the tip of the knife pierced the opponent's shoulder blade with an unstoppable force.

Then came the ribs, arms, abdomen, and finally the knife pierced the chest with a gray and cold bone knife.

Jing Yun spat out a mouthful of blood violently, knelt on the ground while holding the sword hilt.

At this moment, Xie Tianming's face turned pale, his hands and feet were bound, and he wanted to rush forward, kneel down with him, but he couldn't.

At this moment, he couldn't hear anything.

puff-

Wu Feihuan drew out the knife, swung it vigorously, and the hot blood on the knife fell off, and said with a faint smile: "Master Linyuan, you are really wicked, knowing how these two people think about each other, you still tell him to watch it." Let me kill Jing Yunsheng."

The vines bound on the hands and feet disappeared without a sound. Lin Yuan laughed, raised his hand and touched his chest, and said leisurely: "It's time for me, the demon named 'Shan Nian', to completely disappear from the world."