Looking up at the battle sword that flew into the air, Yang Guiqing had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears.

When Man Tianhong and the others competed for the war sword in the back mountain, he knew that this war sword had been psychic, and the psychic weapons would automatically choose the master, but it did not mean that it could not be changed after choosing the master.

He believed that as long as the war sword fell into his hand, he would have a way to make the war sword surrender and recognize him as the master, and the war sword would eventually fall into his hand, but before he could make the war sword surrender, the war sword flew.

After getting the war sword, stay away from Qingshan and Guanhou Mountain, one is to avoid those who grab the sword, and the other is to hope to stay away from Xiaoshan River, even if the war sword has been psychic, but it is too far away from the master chosen before, and the master's position cannot be sensed, so the war sword can only be obediently left in his hand. So he planned to cultivate for a few days first, and after his body recovered, he would come and make the sword surrender.

However, before he could recover, the sword flew ...... Flying, where is this special reasoning?

Didn't you say that if the distance was far enough, the sword would not be able to sense the master's location, why would it fly away? Yang Guiqing was so angry that he almost ran out.

If I had known that I had killed that psychopathic before leaving, then this would not have happened now.

Thinking of this, Yang Guiqing stood up suddenly, walked out of the stone crack, and planned to return to Qingshan Guanhou Mountain to find Xiao Shanhe, but only a few steps forward, he heard a sharp whistling sound from his head, and suddenly looked up, only to see that the war sword that flew away before was falling from the sky.

"Du~" The sword was inserted on the ground more than ten meters away from him.

Yang Guiqing's face changed, he looked up and looked ahead, only to see a figure walking slowly from the darkness, walking in front of the war sword, reaching out to pull out the war sword, and scolding at the war sword: "What is the monkey anxious about." ”

The person who came was Xiao Shanhe, as early as when Qingshan was looking at the back mountain, he left a tracking technique on the war sword, no matter where the war sword was, he could master it at any time.

So when Yang Guiqing rushed all the way to the depths of the mountain with the war sword, he chased along the way, and when there were still hundreds of meters away, the war sword sensed that he was nearby, so he flew out to find him.

"Are you a martial artist in the world?" Looking at the young face reflected in the sword light, Yang Guiqing asked in a deep voice.

Xiao Shanhe raised his sword upside down and walked forward slowly: "How are you so sure?"

"Although there are many sects of the Hidden World Martial Arts Sect and more disciples, the flow trajectories of the qi in their bodies are all in their own line, and it is easy to identify that they belong to that faction, and I have never seen a chaotic qi operation like yours. Yang Guiqing explained.

"You guessed it, but from today onwards, there is a new sect in the Hidden World Martial Arts Sect, and I am a disciple of this sect. ”

"What sect?"

"Giants. ”

The corners of Yang Guiqing's mouth twitched, I know that there is a sect called 'Hanmen', but because people want to take this as a lesson, they warn their disciples not to be greedy for pleasure, and to devote themselves to cultivating martial arts in the midst of hardship.

So what about you? What does it mean to start a sect called a 'wealthy family'? What are you going to do with the 'poor family' anyway? Let your disciples indulge in pleasure every day?

"I don't care where you're from, but if you don't put your sword down, you won't be able to leave this valley alive tonight. Yang Guiqing said expressionlessly.

He originally planned to kill Xiao Shanhe, but now that Xiao Shanhe has sent it to the door, he doesn't need to run dozens of kilometers back and forth.

"You're overestimating yourself. Xiao Shanhe waved the sword lightly, and saw the sword light skyrocketing.

Yang Guiqing frowned: "You dare to go against Bai Shilong of my Martial Arts Sect, and you will die without a corpse." ”

"Yes, I just killed three people, and I also said that they were from the Martial Arts Sect, it seems to be called Linglong Pavilion, I guess they haven't walked on the Huangquan Road yet, you can just go down to accompany them." ”

"You're looking for death. ”

Yang Guiqing shouted angrily, his right hand flicked forward, and dozens of basketball-sized stones under his feet roared forward, and at the same time, his figure rose violently, and instead of attacking Xiao Shanhe, he retreated sharply.

Man Tianhong is the inner disciple of Linglong Pavilion, and his reputation in the Xiuwu sect is not small, Yang Guiqing naturally knows what their strength is, Xiao Shanhe can kill the three of them in a row, which means that the strength is not below Man Tianhong, that is to say, at least above the nine grades.

He is now seriously injured, and he has broken an arm, not to mention a martial artist above the ninth grade, even if he comes to an eighth grade, it is estimated that he can force him to die together, so he did not hesitate to turn around and flee.

"Little one, go and kill him. Xiao Shanhe flicked the war sword, and then threw the war sword.

The crimson war sword drew a red afterimage, like a long rainbow through the sun, as fast as lightning stabbed at Yang Guiqing's back, and after the war sword pierced Yang Guiqing's body, it also flew forward with his body for dozens of meters, and then nailed to a big tree.

"Let's go, let's go home!" Xiao Shanhe snapped his fingers and turned around and walked out of the mountain.

The war sword was pulled out of the trunk, shook off Yang Guiqing's body, and flew in front of Xiao Shanhe with a whoosh, shrinking into a toothpick and landing on Xiao Shanhe's arm. The sword light flashed twice, and disappeared into his flesh.

"You're a vampire!"

When the war sword hid into his flesh and blood, Xiao Shanhe suddenly sensed that the war sword was sucking the essence blood in his body, but the amount was very small, and it would not have the slightest effect on his body.

Because of sucking the essence blood of Xiao Shanhe, the war sword had a wonderful feeling with him, and the war sword at this time could really recognize him as the master, even if it was a hundred miles away, he could get the specific location of the war sword.

After getting the war sword to recognize the master, Xiao Shanhe roughly understood that the name of the war sword was Chihong, which seemed to be an ancient peerless weapon, in a great war, the previous master's body disappeared, and Chihong itself also collapsed into pieces.

At this time, the red rainbow is not a complete red rainbow, but a fragment of it, after a long time, through an unknown number of time and space fell on the earth, and then fell into a deep sleep of tens of thousands of years, and only recently woke up.

When it was born, I immediately sensed that Xiao Shanhe had a familiar and cordial feeling, so I wanted to recognize him as the master for the first time.

Because the current red rainbow is just a fragment, and the current shape is only the shape of the red rainbow it was back then, not an entity, so not only is the power greatly weakened, but a lot of information in the past has also been lost, and I can't remember so many things for the time being.

After awakening, it must be fed with sperm blood, otherwise it will fall into a deep sleep due to weakness, and it is very likely that it will not wake up.

Fortunately, Chihong doesn't need much essence and blood every day, otherwise Xiao Shanhe might be sucked dry.

Xiao Shanhe returned along the way he came, and called Wu Chongliang halfway to inform the other party that the mountain behind him was safe, and he could return to Qingshan Temple with his disciples.

The treasure has been released, the three generals have all died, and most of the people below the military generals have also died, at this time, it is estimated that the people in the back mountain have already evacuated, but the scene will be very bloody and messy, but there should be no danger.

After calling Wu Chongliang, Xiao Shanhe called Zheng Nengchi again and asked him to quickly find someone to clean up the mess.

After all, there are dozens of corpses on the mountain behind Qingshan Guan, and once the news spreads, it will definitely have a great impact and make people panic.