"Whew-" A blood-colored light and shadow whistled from the thick fog, and one of the disciples shouted in panic and raised his sword to slash away. In the middle of the array, the crescent moon suddenly shot out a ray of light, shining directly on the blood shadow. Only then did the disciple see clearly that a blood-red bone blade was hanging in front of him, and a small silver-white sword was against the bone blade, making it difficult for the bone blade to move forward.

"Don't panic, big guys, no matter what is in the fog and pretending to be a ghost, we don't have to be afraid. As long as the big guys show the swordsmanship they practice in the sect on weekdays, a little bit of charm is not to be feared. Dustless's voice rang out from the array.

Although everyone said that they had practiced in the Sword Peak for some time and had taken over some sect tasks on weekdays, most of them were not in danger. Now in the thick fog, facing such a strange enemy, I panicked, and I had already forgotten all my skills, and I was left with indiscriminate chopping. Hearing Wuchenzi's words, everyone was shocked, and they all cheered up a little for a while, and the long sword in their hands didn't tremble so much.

"Huh-", "Whew-", the clouds and mist rolled violently, as if they were dissatisfied with the dignity of Fang Cai being challenged, and blood shadows flew out of the clouds and mist, whirling towards everyone. One after another sword lights up, this time everyone was finally not as disorganized as Fang Cai, and the crescent moon in the formation also shot out several rays of light to shine around.

Accompanied by the blood shadow, one after another white bone long snakes meandered out, and the curved blood-colored bone blades were actually born on this long snake, like wings. The long snake flew around in the air, and the bone blade sometimes flew out of the body, and sometimes shot along with the snake's body. These long snakes were of all sizes, but they were all extremely fast, and the bone blades clashed with each other in the air, unpredictable. The crescent moon in the formation had turned silvery white, and more than ten rays of light shone all around, and many bone blades and long snakes met with the light and were thrown in all directions.

"Ahh A few disciples next to him were concentrating on the enemy, and they were already a little in a hurry, and suddenly felt that their faces were hot, and they reached out to wipe it, sticky, and there was a fishy smell. One of the disciples suddenly saw the beheaded companion and screamed in horror, while the rest of the people looked at each other when they heard the scream, and when they saw such a miserable scene, they immediately became confused.

Those bone snakes were more ferocious, and the blood blades flew more urgently. Wuchenzi is dedicated to the sword, and there is no time to take care of anything else. Luo Jian was also very frightened in his heart, seeing that there was a panic all around, blood was splashing everywhere, and there was still any formation to speak of. The crescent moon of the dustless flies around, but it is difficult to protect so many people. Luo Jian knew that he could only rely on himself today, and if he retreated, he was afraid that neither he nor his sister would be able to get out of this forest. Gritting his teeth, he endured his fear, and performed the moves he had learned since entering the mountain over and over again. Where had Shui Yue seen such a terrifying and bloody scene, at first she only remembered waving her sword indiscriminately and slashing, and when she saw her brother in order to protect herself, she was almost entangled by a long snake several times, and the blood-colored bone blade almost flew past against the front door. Shui Yue's heart was born with courage when he was neutral, and he remembered in his mind the appearance of teaching the sword dance on weekdays, and attacked one move at a time.

Wuchenzi saw that everyone was in chaos, knowing that he had no power to return to the sky, and was about to collect the crescent moon and escape alone, when he suddenly saw two young men and women cooperating with each other, although the swordsmanship was still a little jerky, but he actually repelled the long snake several times, so he led the crescent moon and approached the two of them.

Luo Jian and Shui Yue were struggling to resist, and suddenly a long snake flew next to them, this long snake had more bone blades on its body, Luo Jian and the two of them still had some hard time resisting a long snake, and when they saw another one, Luo Jian gritted his teeth, and the long sword took the new one.

"Hiss-" Seeing that they couldn't attack for a long time, the two long snakes couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and with a hiss, several bloody blades suddenly collided together, turning into a huge blood-colored scimitar and slashing down at Shui Yue's head. Shui Yue's face tightened, her eyes were unprecedentedly focused, at this moment the girl's eyes were only left with the blood blade and her own sword, and she had forgotten about life and death, Luo Jian roared and pounced, and the crescent moon of the dustless child swirled rapidly in the air, whistling towards the blood blade and slashing down.

Suddenly, there was a sound of water, and the sound of gurgling water was like a small stream, bringing life to this strange forest, and the long sword in the girl's hand turned into a stream and meandered in the air. The blood-colored scimitar slashed heavily on the stream, and the stream was cut open layer by layer, and it was restored in an instant, no matter how the scimitar spun wildly, it couldn't hurt the girl in the slightest. The two bone snakes were frightened and angry, and they meandered and danced towards the girl. The girl had done her best to resist the blood blade, and when she saw the long snake devouring her, she wanted to draw the stream to resist several times, but she was almost forced in front of her by the blood blade. Looking at the long snake's razor-sharp fangs, the girl's eyes showed despair.

Luo Jian's eyes were red, his eyes almost erupted with fire, the long sword in his hand seemed to be able to feel the anger in his master's heart, the tremor became more and more urgent, the agitated sword groan sounded, and a blood-red light and shadow flashed. The long snake only felt like falling into an ice cellar, cold through his body, and an inexplicable fear arose in his heart, and his eyes were gradually shrouded in blood, as if he was in a bloody hell, and hurriedly turned around to escape, and suddenly felt a chill on his body, and he saw that his body was getting farther and farther away from him.

Wuchenzi looked at the two teenagers, and was a little surprised in his heart, cutting three bone snakes all the way, seeing that he couldn't save each other, he didn't want the two teenagers to cook the two bone snakes by themselves. Look at the girl's swordsmanship should be Uncle Wen's river swordsmanship, and the boy is actually Uncle Feng's blood prison killing. After this battle, the swordsmanship of these two teenagers can be regarded as entering the house, and more importantly, with today's life and death training, the two teenagers' understanding of swordsmanship is completely different, and they will definitely be able to shine in Jianfeng in the future, and they will take the two out alive if they say anything today.

Luo Jian and Shui Yue killed the two bone snakes, and a wave of exhaustion welled up in their hearts. The two of them didn't feel anything about facing life and death directly, but now that their mood was relaxed, they found that their aura was empty, and the long sword in their hands was so heavy that they could barely lift it.

"Qiang-" The crisp sound of the exchange woke up the two of them, and a silver-white sword weapon was horizontal in front of them, and the two long snakes were thrown into the distance.

"Then, eat it, we can't die here, we have to return to the sect as soon as possible. A decisive voice sounded in their ears, and as they listened, hope rose inexplicably in their hearts, as if as long as this voice could go back, they would definitely be able to go back.

The long snakes around had disappeared, and looking at the corpses of many of their fellow disciples, Luo Jian and Shui Yue couldn't help but turn their heads away. Wuchenzi released the crescent moon to hang in the air on guard, and gently stepped forward to pick up everyone's sword weapons, leaving them to return to the mountain to bury the sect master of the Ming Dynasty, and bury the sword hill, no matter what, they also lost their lives for the sword peak.

Gently patted the two of them on the shoulder, and Wuchenzi couldn't say anything comforting. Before he had gone a few steps, snow suddenly began to fall in the forest, and the snowflakes were not large, so that they looked like white dust, lined with clouds and mist around them, and did not attract attention.