Tie Li, holding the streamer rune stone in one hand and pinching the sword finger in the other, is depicting and writing an incomprehensible mystical text, and the originally pale face is even more white and bloodless at the moment.

His eyes burned at the rune stone in his hand, and there was a wonderful guide dancing in his hand, and he could see that Yan Hongchen was a wonderful secret way.

Talisman has always been a revered and mysterious existence, because cultivating talismans requires extremely different talents, so talismans are so rare in this world.

If Yan Hongchen was replaced, he really didn't have the heart to cultivate this grim and careful kung fu work.

After Tie Li's portrayal, the original faint white light of the rune stone became brighter, and as the white light became brighter and brighter, Yan Hongchen felt that his body was also beginning to break away from the ground, and he was confused for a while by the impact of the rapidly changing things around him.

After a long time, all this stopped, Tie Li's face was so pale that he sat cross-legged in place, Yan Hongchen knew in his heart that Tie Li was probably at the limit of his body.

Raising his palm, he ran the exercises, and instilled the domineering blood qi of the bloodthirsty trick into his body, and the gray and white cloth body was covered with scars and almost dead body, as if it had been moistened by rain and dew, not only was it recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, but Tie Li himself was also constantly rejuvenating.

I couldn't help but shout in my heart, I really didn't know what a powerful technique my junior disciple was cultivating, and the scars of the Qi Sea that I had originally swallowed the spiritual liquid of the Sword Pool had been repaired by the domineering blood power that he had injected into his body.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Yan Hongchen stopped his movements, and Tie Li gradually recovered.

Tie Li stood up, turned to look at this little junior brother, patted Yan Hongchen on the shoulder gratefully, and said, "Little junior brother, without further ado, let's go back to the sect quickly!"

Yan Hongchen: "Okay!"

In front of him was a small waterfall under the Zongmen Mountain, and Tie Li said: "This is the secret way to return to the sect." ”

The two of them flew into the waterfall, submerged in the cold water, Tie Li grabbed Yan Hongchen's hand, and a force was struck, and a huge rune stone in the waterfall was activated and turned into a huge whirlpool, with this force rising into the sky, instantly sweeping the two figures upward, until they rushed to the waterhole behind the sword tower of the Sword Washing Pavilion.

After a long absence, Yan Hongchen stepped on the sword ruins of the rocks, looking at the familiarity of the past, but now there is not much time to sigh.

The Qingying Sect Mountain, which was calm in the past, resounded with the earth-shattering weapons at this moment, and the shouting and killing sound mixed in it, which made the hearts of the two of them a little heavier, and looked down from the towering Sword Washing Peak, only to see that there was chaos outside the ancestral sword hall of the sect, and a large number of black-robed people rushed up to kill.

The four pavilion masters of the Qingying Sect led their disciples to sit outside the Ancestral Sword Hall, as well as the elders and many disciples outside the sect, under the continuous attack of a large number of black-robed people, the Qingying Sect was obviously on the defensive side at the moment.

Tie Li quickly crushed a sound transmission rune stone, and immediately after the peak of the sect master, a figure quickly came.

In a blink of an eye, he came to the Washing Sword Peak, Qing Muyang was dressed in gray-black cloth, and he still had a silent face, but the expression revealed by this face was not the light and light of the past, but it seemed to be full of anxiety.

Qing Muyang snorted unhappily: "Two boys, why are you so slow? ”

A hurricane lifted the two of them up, and quickly flew towards the peak of the residence where the sect masters of the sect had been located, which was still the humble courtyard.

Qing Mufeng, dressed in white hair and white clothes in front of the stone table in the courtyard, sat there, his red face was long gone, but he was like a dying old man, he opened his eyes tiredly, obviously this time he was tortured into empty and secretly suffered a lot of strength, and he had long since seen the tough appearance of the past.

When he saw Yan Hongchen and the others coming, he forced a kind smile and said, "Young man, Li'er, are you all back?"

Yan Hongchen hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "I've seen the sect master, the kid is late, and he still hopes to atone for his sins!"

Qing Mufeng smiled and said, "It's okay, you come in with the old man." ”

After speaking, an old man and a young man walked into the wooden house, and Qing Mufeng took down the picture scroll on the wall and handed it to Yan Hongchen.

"You bring this painting to the ancestral sword hall, and then you try to communicate with the ancestral sword again, the ancestral sword has a spirit, and it will definitely sense the danger of the sect, so as to activate the sect protection array by itself, this ancestral sword is the eye of the sect, and then the great elder Qing Muyang will open the sect protection sword array with you, then you can solve the current urgent needs of the sect. ”

Yan Hongchen looked at the painting depicting the Red Lotus Sword Emperor and the Blue Shadow Sword Venerable in his hand, nodded heavily, and said, "Disciple takes orders!"

After explaining everything, Qing Mufeng ordered Qing Muyang and Tie Li to follow Yan Hongchen to the Ancestral Sword Hall.

Qing Mufeng was also left alone in the small courtyard, he looked at the direction in which the three of them left, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: The tranquility of the Eastern Regions may also be coming to an end, alas, ......!"

The Blue Shadow Sect had been waiting for the person who had inherited the Red Lotus Sword Emperor, and now in this most lonely era of the Blue Shadow Sect, it was finally Yan Hongchen who came with the Weeping Blood Sword.

Where can Qing Mufeng not pay attention, if there is no sword intent left by the Red Lotus Sword Emperor in the picture scroll, even if the ancestral sword is activated, it will be useless, the sect array can block it for a while, but it will not be able to stop a lifetime, and it will always be broken by the army of the Blood Demon Sect.

The ancestral sword is just a weapon, even if it gives birth to the spiritual wisdom in the sword, how can it fight against the army of the Blood Demon Sect?

Only when Yan Hongchen activated the supreme sword intent of the Sword Emperor in that picture scroll could he repel the army of the Blood Demon Sect, and even suffer heavy damage to the point of destruction.

However, in this way, the reappearance of the Sword Emperor inheritance on the continent will inevitably cause a bloody storm, and all this may also lead to another catastrophe for the Blue Shadow Sect.

Now that Qing Mufeng's cultivation no longer exists, he is like an ordinary person, and all he can pin on is the painting in Yan Hongchen's hand, if he didn't have to do it, he wouldn't have made this decision so quickly.

At that time, when Xingchengkong was about to fight, Qing Mufeng didn't pay too much attention to it, but who knew that Xingchengkong actually invited the foreign aid, and when he couldn't take it off guard, Qing Mufeng was attacked by the two of them, which is why he was so seriously injured.

If his cultivation was still there, no matter how rampant the Blood Demon Sect was, he would not dare to confront the Blue Shadow Sect head-on.

The things of the world have their own arrangements in the dark, and Qing Mufeng didn't think much about it, took out a pill and took it, and continued to close his eyes and sit on the stone bench.

On the other side, the mountain gate of the Green Shadow Sect, the army of the Blood Demon Sect is fighting fiercely with the Blue Shadow Sect, the leader of the Blood Demon Sect, Xing Chengkong, is a handsome middle-aged man in black armor, it is also strange to say, his appearance is very similar to Xing Jue, it is really a strong bloodline and pure genes.

Xing Chengkong looked at the scene of the two sides fighting in front of him lightly, as if it had nothing to do with him, holding a gourd of good wine in his hand and savoring it.

He sat upright on a black dragon chair suspended in the air, and next to him stood a muscular strong man with a big sword and a hat on his head that couldn't see his specific face clearly, and on his right was the Great Protector of the Punishment Qing who had just broken through the realm of the Holy Sect some time ago.

Xing Chengkong laughed at himself and said, "It's ridiculous to think that my Divine Sect has a thousand years of foundation, and it is only at the point of my generation, the Qingying Sect, that I can regain the ruling power of the Eastern Regions." ”

Xing Qing flattered: "The sect leader is a rare figure in my God Sect, but it is only because the sky is not born early, so it is difficult to become the eternal hegemony of my God Sect." ”

Xing Chengkong didn't feel complacent at all because of Xing Qing's flattery, but he paused and thought for a while, and said: "The Qingying Sect is a sect that has inherited the Sword Venerable for tens of thousands of years, and the Sword Formation of the Protector Sect has not been opened for a long time, and I don't know what conspiracy the old man of Qing Mufeng is planning. ”

Hearing this, Xing Qing also nodded, although they dared to attack the Qingying Sect, they had no bottom in their hearts, and they didn't know what the Qingying Sect would do, Xing Chengkong was a suspicious person, he didn't want to plan for decades and fall short, and in the end, it would be a catastrophe if the boat capsized in the gutter.

At this time, the man wearing a hat and carrying a big knife said in a deep voice: "It is natural for the criminal sect master to be multi-minded, I heard that the person in charge of the inner sect of the Qingying Sect is Qing Mufeng's younger brother Qing Muyang, and his strength is not inferior to that of the sect leader Qing Mufeng, and now he has not shown up for a long time. ”

Xing Chengkong nodded and said: "This Qing brother, but he was once known as a figure in the Qingying Sect, if it weren't for these two people who have been in charge of the Qingying Sect for many years, how could I be like this, plotting to secretly injure Qing Mufeng." ”

The man in the hat said with a smile: "The master of the criminal sect is wrong, as the so-called people who achieve great things are not informal, how many famous heroes and heroes in ancient and modern times, dare to say that they are above board?"

During the battle between the two forces, the rulers of the Four Pavilions and their disciples continued to merge and fight, casting a mysterious joint fencing array, and forced a large number of Blood Demon Sect disciples to retreat outside the Ancestral Sword Hall and not to come forward.

To say that the Four Pavilions of the Blue Shadow Sect are the main combat power of the Blue Shadow Sect, and it is not a big joke that the Blood Demon Sect has crossed the Ancestral Sword Hall so easily?

After all, the big shots on both sides didn't really make a move, the sword saint Tie Wuxin, the light sword Zhao Yinshui, the heavy sword was fierce, and the reward and punishment pavilion Wuzhen, the four of them stood side by side and watched the battle in front of them, and their expressions did not change much.

Only Tie Wuxin, staring at the man with a hat next to Xing Chengkong, seemed to have a strong threat, and there was also an urge to make him eager to try, and the saint-level sword intent in his body was constantly trying to rush out of his body.

This is something that Tie Wuxin has never had since he became a Sword Saint, he guessed in his heart that only when he encounters a person who cultivates a similar level of weapons can he feel such a strange feeling, and when he sees the other party with a big sword, Tie Wuxin boldly guesses, could it be that the other party is a person who has entered the sword path to the holy level? But the Eastern Regions has never heard of someone who can cultivate the way of the sword to the holy level.

Zhao Yinshui noticed Tie Wuxin's abnormal movement and said, "Iron Pavilion Master, but what's wrong?"

Tie Wuxin nodded and said: "The man with a hat next to Xing Chengkong, I can feel that he is a very dangerous person, but there is a feeling of déjà vu, if the battle is going on, a few of you should pay attention to avoid the man with a big sword, everything is waiting for the arrival of Qing Muyang, the great elder of the Inner Sect, remember that it is not to be defeated." ”

Hearing this, the other three also nodded solemnly.

After all, among the four people, if Tie Wuxin is the most profound and powerful, the danger he can foresee is definitely a high degree of danger.