Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

The blood water stained the underground river. Ji Xiaoyi killed the dungeon without dust, and carried the man with the sword.

The arrangement made by Lingshan in the dungeon was originally aimed at the helpers around Meng Xueli, such as Chi Chufei and the two demon, and Lingshan knew them enough to make it come and go. He did not know, and never thought that the human Taoist in Meng Xueli would not come to death, and would come to the demon world to go to prison.

The night sky of Fengyue City is full of fireworks, and the sword light travels through it, like a fine meteor, fleeting and unremarkable.

Flying sword crossed the high city wall and escaped to the jungle outside the city. The Shoucheng Yao will enjoy a Chinese feast in the Palace of the Demon. There are only a few drunk patrolling demon soldiers at the head of the city.

Ten miles west of Fengyue City, Ji Xiao made sure that there was no chasing soldiers, lowered the sword and landed, and returned the silver hook sword to Ning Wei: "I will send it here. The way back to the world, you know it by yourself, then go."

Ning Wei took it, only to feel that the light sword became very important, and he was heavy in his hands, as he felt at the moment: "What do I need to go back to?"

According to his experience, others give every bit of the good, and there are conspiracies behind it. But for Ji Xiao, what is the use value of Ji Xiao, it is worth that Ji Xiao wastes real money and delays time to save him? Perhaps the other party wants him to be a witness, to identify the world to the halal, as well as what Mingyue Lake did and secretly planned.

Ji Xiao was inexplicably asked by him: "Do your own thing."

"Why did you save me?"

Ji Xiao: "In time for the meeting, go hand in hand." If the prison is Jing Di, or other young people monks, he will also save.

Ning Wei said with amazement: "Are you afraid of me talking?" Since Ji Xiao was not dead, he must return to the practice world and settle his grievances. This news is extremely valuable to many big names. Anyone who knows it earlier will be the first to make arrangements.

Ji Xiao said lightly: "Follow you."

"..." Ning Wei was stunned, looking down at the sword, wondering what he was thinking.

Ji Xiao turned to go, and suddenly heard the young Jianxiu say: "I want to discuss sword with you."

Ji Xiao stopped.

Ning Wei feared that he would not agree, adding: "According to seniority, I am a halal disciple and the same generation as you; according to cultivation, I am the youngest monk in the human world, the strongest in kendo, better than Cui Jing half a realm ... "

In the mysterious realm of the vast sea, Ji Xiao once appeared as Xiao Zhiyun and compared his sword with Cui Jing. Of course, now it seems that it is a guide game. It is understandable that the elders of the faculty teach excellent descendants. However, Mingyue Lake and Hanshan have opposite positions, and Ji Xiao has no reason to care for other generations.

Ji Xiao nodded: "Yes." He reached for three fingers, "Three swords time."

Ning Wei was a little nervous and changed to Jing Jing: "What sword are you using now?"

Ji Xiao: "In the beginning, the sky is bound to be in the cold mountains. I temporarily share a sword with the Taoist companions."

Ning Wei: "What?"

Can the sword be shared? If Ji Xiao is not someone else, he must think that person is not Jianxiu.

The bright moon hangs in the night sky, the wind blows the dense forest, the waves burst.

"It doesn't hinder you. You don't move the true yuan." Ji Xiao lost one hand behind her, and she folded the twig in one hand. "Come."

Ning Wei frowned: "In the secret realm, you are not the same as Cui Jing than the sword." The implication is to ask, don't you think I'm not as good as Cui Jing, so despise me.

Ji Xiaodao said: "At that time, I have not recovered, and now I am in the power of the secret."

Ning Wei was speechless, and the other party spoke out in a straightforward manner, without any scruples, leaving him nothing to say.

The forest leaves are staggered, sifting through the moonlight, and shining on the silver hook sword, the sword body reflects the lingling clear light.

Ning Wei lifted his sword, set aside some distance, and saluted the disciple to Ji Xiao: "Please enlighten me."

Ji Xiao accepted it calmly.

Sui Ning got up, the night breeze in the forest, the falling leaves flying in the sky, the light of the silver hook sword skyrocketed, as if a bright moon appeared out of thin air, Yue Mang passed through the rain of many leaves, and spurred the sky. He started with "Moon Moon Out of Guanshan", with a sword out of the way, grabbing the head first.

Ji Xiao stood still, his robe was curled up by the sword wind and swelled high. However, when the Silver Hook Sword was approaching, his whole body stopped, and his sleeves fell back, like a lotus flower blooming in an instant.

A lot of branches emerged from the bottom of the lotus, and a powerful atmosphere that was so unpredictable overflowed from the branches.

Ji Xiao's wrist turned over, and the twigs lightly circled the sword for a week, as if there was some kind of strange attraction, which absorbed the moonlight and sword gas on the silver hook sword.

For a time, the branches were full of brilliance, and the green leaves were reborn, like a phantom shadow of a bright moon, wrapped in two swords and slashing towards Ning Wei, even a move "Ming Yue out of Guanshan". But this month's shadow is as bright as the sun, and the moonlight of the silver hook of Fangcai can only be called a candle in the wind.

Ning Wei shook his heart, and the long sword shivered slightly in his hands. He couldn't avoid the sword, and he rebelled against his paranoid anger. . "

The voice implied the law of heaven, he subconsciously lifted his elbow, and took the move to "moon the big river". Tens of thousands of fallen leaves gathered with the silver hook sword, like the river surging under the moonlight. The branches of Ji Xiao's hand changed in castration, and in a moment the leaves fell back in the air, and the river flowed back. The same sword moves, very different swords.

"Left side." Ning Wei turned to the left side, avoiding the turbulent river, not waiting for the sword, but listening to Ji Xiao said: "Turn back."

He flew back around, blocking his sword, still slow for a moment. Ji Xiao's branches were standing between his necks, and the branches were full of swords, and he was able to cut down the hair on the temples. The body protector Zhenyuan was pierced by sword gas, and then another point, you can take his life.

In the time when Ji Xiao spit out six words, the two confronted three times, and a discussion of the sword was over.

The strong wind stopped, and the broken leaves fell to the ground. No moon shadow, no river water.

Ning Wei's face was decayed. He prepared three swords and only used two swords. What is the invincible sword in the world, the invincible sword in the world, he witnessed it for the first time tonight, and perhaps for the last time.

Ji Xiao smiled and threw down the branches at will, as if sitting opposite to drinking tea and putting down the tea cup: "If you take a quick step, you can get another sword. You see, it's easy to make a sword, it's hard to turn around."

Relying on the "urgent irrigation" to improve cultivation, such as the growth of seedlings endless trouble. If you want to get rid of the ills, you can only start from scratch if you have done something for yourself.

When the young man heard the words, Huo Ran raised his eyes, his languid look changed, his eyes were red, and he stared at Ji Xiao: "You big people, standing high, say everything lightly! I have reached this point, how can I look back?"

Under the moonlight, tears flashed in his eyes.

Ji Xiao is also not angry. Looking at the bone age, the other party is younger than Jing Di. What's so annoying?

He only asked: "Do you really like swords?"

Ning Wei was stunned, and his emotions calmed down a bit, then said abruptly: "Yes."

"If you like it, practice it well. How to make a sword is swordsmanship; why is it a swordsmanship. The Dao heart is not standing, the sword is not a family. Wait until you want to understand, and then the third sword."

Ji Xiao turned around.

The teenager was stunned: "Wait!"

"Is there anything else?" Ji Xiao glanced at the direction of Fengyue City. Thousands of aura lines in the city were violently tossing and violently, just like a living creature, the sky and the dark clouds quickly gathered to the demon palace, with an unknown blood.

"My Master's picture, one is to kill you, and the other is Mingyuehu Taoism. But I can be sure that Master can't complete these layouts by himself, and he has been given the guidance of someone. From the secret of Hanhai to the demon world Fengyue City, that person Everywhere ... Believe it or not. How careful you are. "

The teenager said very vaguely, but Ji Xiao understood, and nodded: "Thank you."

****

Demon Palace. Hundreds of flowers bloomed, the night wind blew the lake, and the wine smelled.

Que Xianming lightly unveiled the veil, and when he stepped down from the throne, all the demon stared at him with a look of surprise. When he walked towards the dance team, the demon suddenly realized that this little demon with no magic power had no gorgeous appearance of the city, but it had a unique and pure style. The original Lingshan King had a unique taste and liked such a demon.

Chi Chu saw Meng Xueli's expression change slightly, and then looked at "Xinxue", and stunned and said: "He won't be ..."

Meng Xueli: "He is just that. When you get started, you take Ruan Hui and Bi You first and send a signal to converge with Fei Yu. Otherwise I can't take care of it, but distracted."

Chichu was shocked: "Do you want to start?"

There are hundreds of demon kings here, and there are many demon soldiers. Does Meng Xueli want to rob Lingshan King's "servant" and kill Fengyue City all the way and kill him?

Meng Xueli said helplessly: "Now I am not moving, but he is moving."

When I thought about it, it was not the first time I was pitted by a bird, but this time it was still a familiar feeling. Instead, I smiled: "Be responsive."

Chichu suspected that he was crazy.

Between the two people, "Xinxue" flew lightly and entered the venue.

The lakeside orchestra is composed of hundreds of musicians and controls various musical instruments in the three realms. After heavy drumming, the light piano sounded.

Wu Ji skirt fluttered, blooming five-colored flowers, various ribbons flying in the sky, like a rainbow bridge across the lake, dazzling demon eyes.

Bi You didn't find Xiao Luan, she was in a state of uncertainty. Suddenly there was a chirping of luan birds by the lake, which reached the clouds, which shocked the group demons. Most of them do not understand the temperament, but the appreciation of beauty is the same.

Luan bird appeared from the depths of the flower bush. She sang the ancient language of the demon clan and pronounced her mouth, but her singing was gorgeous and gentle, at first soft, like the gurgling water, and gradually turned high with the sound of music, like a mountain waterfall.

Chichu lightly hit Biyou's arm: "You have a good vision, 'Kunshan jade broken phoenix calls, Furong crying and Xianglan smiles', I can hear you every day when you marry her."

Bi You didn't pay back. He looked obsessed, only to feel that he was floating in the air, and could hear nothing but singing.

Luan bird sings, group demon is silent. A moment later, the applause thundered and cheered like a sea, pushing the atmosphere to a climax. Then a group of bird demon such as Braun and Thrush appeared and sang in unison with the sound of Luan Bird. Thousands of beautiful voices converge into rivers and rivers, running endlessly.

The music changed again, and the dancing dancers scattered around and fell into the room like butterflies, dancing around the demon kings, even asking the demon to get up and jump together, causing a commotion in the field. Only Xinxue and Xiaoluan approached the higher ranks and performed for the King Lingshan on the throne.

According to the original arrangement, this piece of music, coordinated by the best singer and the best dancer, is close to the throne to show that Lingshan is different from other demon kings. Wu Ji was originally scheduled to be a bird of paradise, but "Xinxue" is the king's favorite pet, and he has a special status.

Que Xianming was only one foot from the throne.

The group of demon had become so drunk that they jumped swaying and swaying, not knowing whether they were drunk or drunk in singing and dancing music.

Meng Xueli walked through the chaotic demon shadows and the throne tulle, and saw the smile on the lips of Lingshan, but he was shocked.

It was at this time that Peacock Qingming penetrated the hustle and bustle, and a light blue light spit out from the mouth of "Xinxue", rushing to the throne with the power of Jinghong mirror artifact!

Que Xianming's fate is like an electric light, and the strong wind rushes away from the tulle. King Lingshan revealed his true appearance, and he was about to be killed by electro-optical light.

The monsters were shocked, and the sound of music was too late to stop. The sound of phoenix suddenly flickered between the electric lights and flints. The girl ’s delicate figure fell like leaves in the gust of wind.

Seeing the face of the "court painter", Xiao Luan responded faster than he thought. The painter is her only friend after coming to Fengyue City. She is gentle and melancholic and talented. Countless nights, they talked about admiring the murals by candlelight night, and they fell in love with each other.

Why is the artist sitting on the throne? There must be something wrong.

Unexpectedly, Qianxianming didn't expect this insignificant and weak luan bird to be a killer for Lingshan. Everything happened too fast, only he and Luan Bird were closest to Lingshan.

"Little Luan!" Bi You exclaimed in horror and flew away.

The throne raised a huge shadow, like black smoke billowing up, and the ancient giant tree twigs. The wind blew the wind, and Lingshan instantly showed the original shape of the big python, up to more than ten feet long, with a gold armor wrapped around seven inches, sweeping one end, trembling the world and covering the moonlight.

"There is an assassin, protect the king!" Chaos broke out before the scene, the big demon roared, the little demon screamed, fled around, the table poured wine and the fruits were scattered.

Biyou just hugged Xiaoluan. Her demon bones had been shattered, blood spewed out of her mouth, still trying to speak, but only a gurgling noise in her throat. Last minute Xiaoluan was still singing, at this moment they were all dead. How short is the demon life, and it is too late to change anything. Bi You's heart was empty, and the snake tail was allowed to strike down. The expected death did not come, he was carried out by a force and the collar still went out: "Go away!"

It turned out that the sparrow first became the original form of a peacock. There was blood on his lips, and his red eyes stared at the python, and suddenly he was surprised: "A min!"

After Meng Xueli was a man, Que Xianming didn't call him that for a long time.

Meng Xueli stood in mid-air, holding two swords, two short swords crossed, locking the snake head. The huge snake head was so high and struggling, the huge figure rolled over, the lake and the garden shook, the flowers and leaves annihilated.

"Take them away!" Meng Xueli shouted to Chichu. The voice didn't fall, the snake neck scales cracked, and there seemed to be a living creature crawling under it, even a snake head burst out alive, with fangs wide open, biting down at Meng Xueli.

Meng Xueli turned to escape, and at the same time threw out the mirage in his sleeve: "Go!"

Mirage fell to the ground and opened its mouth, and Mirage condensed into the city's white mist, quickly spreading out and enveloped the entire demon palace. Meng Xueli used the fog to hide her figure and walk like a little water. The python swayed its tail, stirring the waves.

Lingshan's voice is like a thunderous thunder: "Since it's here, why hide it!"

Meng Xueli suddenly disappeared, retreating without a hit, and only led the Lingshan circle to win time for Chichu. He stepped in the void, seeming to carry the real yuan to escape, in fact, every step was stepping on the spirit line of Fengyue City, in order to borrow.

Where the python passed, the palace wall fell and the turf rolled over, messy. The lanterns on the lakeside were heavy, and they were knocked down by the python. However, the lake was filled with spirits, and the fire burned in the event of fire. The wind helped the fire, and the fire became more and more prosperous.

The call of "Protection King" was no longer heard. The group of monsters desperately fled to the outside of the palace, but they didn't know what kind of wine it was.

Huoyu Xiaoxiao, Huayan becomes purgatory, the demon palace is full of fire, and the laughter of music becomes crying, moaning, roaring.

The little Luan demon's power passed away, which was not enough to maintain the human form, and turned into a **** Luan bird, which was held in the palm by Bi You. At the beginning of Chichu's wit, he helped Biyou with one hand, and opened a kit with one hand. The wind rose from the wind, and a river of water poured from the bag, rushing a way for them.

Chichu was startled: "This thing, fortunately I didn't open it to myself!"

The magic weapon that Baihe King gave him to defend himself was actually a waterfall of Baihe water.

Lingshan's original body is majestic, and its flesh is hard but bulky, which is not as flexible as Meng Xueli's personal tactics and weapons. He transformed into a handsome humanoid figure floating in the air.

Two demon, no, one man and one demon finally face each other.

The old friends meet again, the enemies meet, no glance, only to meet each other for life and death.

Meng Xueli said with a deep voice: "Sacrifice the flag with blood and fire, and sit on the throne with fear. There is no demon to take pictures with you. Are you really happy?"

Lingshan disdainfully said: "Aren't you hanging on each other? Who understands your ambitions, is that the child's mental waste monster, or the two naive idiots of Chichu and Feiyu?"

Meng Xueli calmed down a little: "I already have a buddy, and I have a family."

This time, Lingshan really did not expect. He only knew that Meng Xueli had become a man in the world, but the dragon trapped shoal would bite. How could the big demon easily follow?

Hearing this remark tonight, he seemed to be betrayed and angered for no reason: "Dao Lu? How long have you known him for three years? Ha! He is dead!"

Lingshan sarcastically said, "It's ridiculous. Who has spent the past hundreds of years with you? It's me! You are flesh and blood, and you are still a demon, how can a demon love a person? You are just seeing it!"

Meng Xueli took the two swords as a spear: "How about seeing it?"

Lingshan pointed to an underground purgatory scene:

"You open your eyes to see this demon world. There is a brain and demon power here, and there is a determination to change the demon world. Only we two should we be together!"

Meng Xueli shook his head: "You are crazy."