Chapter 3: Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Girl Shen Lan Fights Gu Jianming (9)
The speed of this person's flight is compared with a hundred miles of smoke, one in the sky and one underground. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info recalling the previous flying with Baili Yan Imperial Sword, the scenery under his feet is still clear and understandable. And this demon road is whistling like the wind, castrating like thunder, a big hand is like an iron eagle's claw firmly clamping itself, and the mountains and rivers and clouds are skimming from the afterglow in the blink of an eye. The wind blew in his face, causing the boy's heart to beat faster and his breath to stagnate.
After flying like this for half a cup of tea, the man suddenly made a "huh", slowed down, and slowly landed into a mountain hundreds of zhang at his feet, threw Yun Hua to the ground, and sneered: "Someone came to the door so quickly, boy, you reported the news?" ”
Yun Can's head shook like a rattle, I don't know who the middle-aged Taoist is talking about, and I am afraid that his skills are unfathomable, and I am worried that someone who comes to save my life will not succeed but mistake my own life, so I smiled at the moment: "Isn't it just a person?" Look at what scares you, and think how good you are. ”
The Taoist didn't look at him, and sneered: "You know a fart, in the past, where did the old man go in the world?" A few more people dared to stand in front of me. It's a pity that the old man was seriously injured, and his skills are not one in ten, as the saying goes, be careful to make a 10,000-year-old ship, where can you, a yellow-mouthed boy, understand my intentions. ”
"Bah, what you say is better than what you sing, are you really invincible in the world? Grandpa's whole body is hot and dry, so you hurry up and hurry up, so that the wind can cool down grandpa. ”
The Taoist snorted and groaned slightly: "You little cub has a good heart, for fear that someone will die?" It doesn't look like you called the news. ”
Yun Jing's eyes narrowed, her heart was anxious, and she scolded secretly: "I'm afraid that this Wang Ba is alive and well, it's really not easy to trick him again, and I don't know which unlucky ghost happened to bump into him?" It's really Amitabha Buddha who is good, I just hope that this person will get out smoothly, so as not to increase the guilt in my heart. ”
His thoughts were not settled, and the voice of the Taoist in his ears exploded, and he said slowly: "Where did you come from, you don't show up for a long time, beware of the old man sending you to see the king of Hades with a palm." ”
Yun Jing held his breath and stared, his ears moved, and he suddenly heard a slight sound behind the boulder not far away. The corner of the Taoist's mouth was raised, and a palm was split, and the surging black qi still swept across the distance of dozens of zhang, smashing the huge stones into dots and flying with powder. Yun Yu's cold hair stood up, he didn't expect this demon Dao random move to be so powerful.
His face was serious, but he didn't notice that the Daoist's face also sank. I saw that the middle-aged Taoist pointed at him, and a dark green robe flew back and forth in the chaotic dust, and the early morning sunlight shone from behind, directly plating his long figure with a layer of brilliant gold.
Yun Jing's chest leaked for half a minute, and an impossible signal suddenly crashed into his heart-
Big brother?
I saw that the figure slowly walked out of the dust, and the endless gravel could not enter a foot around the body, and the whole person was heroic and upright, and the dust was clean. Yun Jing's pupils contracted, joy and anger were mixed in his heart, tears suddenly welled up from his eyes, and he cried out: "Senior brother? Big brother! How are you?! Leave me alone! ”
It was a young man in his early twenties. The sword bun is towering, the wide forehead is like jade, and the two sword eyebrows are stretched out sharply, which are matched with a pair of clear eyes that are as flat as a mirror, giving people the majestic momentum of the divine sword as if it were moving forward. The bridge of his nose is high, his cheek lines are resolute but handsome, a pair of lips are just right together, his posture is graceful, and his temperament is extraordinary, like a god general of the nine heavens, a star immortal, and like a peerless white blade in a sheath.
He looked at Yun Jing who was lying on the ground covered in blood in the distance, pursed his lips, and said slowly to the middle-aged man: "Let go of him." ”
The Taoist smiled strangely, but the young man in front of him seemed to be good at Taoism, he thought about it and didn't want to be entangled by him here, and hummed at the moment: "Huangkou Xiaoer, dare to use your mantis arm as a car?" It's really self-sufficient. I advise you to leave as soon as possible, or today will be your death. ”
The young man's face sank, and he said lightly: "Under Shen Lan's sword, he will not abandon his family and will not let go of demons and evils. If you want to fight, you will fight. ”
His voice was cold, as if the Jedi Xuanbing had extinguished the wind, without a trace of mood swings or any timidity. He pulled out the long sword from his side with his right hand, the scarlet sword was three feet, the breeze was flowing, the dragon was ethereal, and the blue light was rippling. His momentum climbed sharply, standing on the ground, like piercing the sky, giving people infinite oppression.
"Good sword!" The corners of the Taoist's eyes narrowed, and he said with a sneer: "Where did the little baby come from, it is white and clean, but it is good to catch the current snacks." ”
Shen Lan's face was expressionless, but the corners of his eyes jumped slightly, fleetingly, and he hesitated for a while: "You... You are...? ”
The Taoist laughed, "Junior, look at your appearance, have you seen the old man before?" ”
Shen Lan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't answer, as if he denied what he thought in his heart. He suddenly exerted force on his feet, leaned on the sword and stabbed it, and the three-zhang sword gang roared through the wind, and only the electric light and flint deceived the Taoist within two feet.
The Taoist smiled, took out the tiger claws with both hands, one was golden and the other was black, and he grabbed it with the cyan sword qi with his bare hands, but he was not moved at all. Shen Lan snorted lightly, took another step, and regardless of the impact of the golden and black spiritual power, the thoughts in his body controlled the meridians around his body, and suddenly a rolling tide of spiritual light poured out from among the hundreds of bones in his limbs, and gathered on the three-foot sword in his hand with a roar. The so-called soldiers are treacherous, but this is also the reason for fighting alone. The ever-changing cards are not played according to common sense, so that the enemy can't figure out the routine, and there is no way to deal with it in a hurry. As soon as the Sanzhang Sword Gang was blessed by Shen Lan's thoughts, it soared, swept the sky and suddenly turned into a hundred zhang sword qi, and the wind was cut everywhere it passed, and it made a piercing sound, and it galloped away and slashed at the Taoist.
The Taoist suffered a blow and retreated dozens of zhang before stopping, but the gray Taoist robe was already in tatters. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he was about to raise his head to fight back, but he saw Shen Lan turn into a dark cyan afterimage and break through the air, the sword dragon in his hand was a masterpiece, and the footwork under his feet was like the wind, and he stabbed out eighty-one fierce sword qi in the blink of an eye. These eighty-one sword qi secretly combined with the number of supreme, not only bringing together the unpredictable changes of Xiaocheng Xunfeng's law, but also being extremely domineering, with the momentum of Ni Huanyu and sweeping the eight desolations. Fix your eyes on the ridge, some open and close, some like snakes swimming, each with different characteristics, and the end is extremely powerful. The middle-aged man frowned, took a few steps back, and silently recited the mantra in his heart.
When it was too late, three streamer jade swords suddenly appeared behind the Taoist, but they were not dazzling. He inserted his hands behind his back, pulled out two jade swords, one left and one right, and clenched the palms of his hands, the sword moves under the double sword wall were exquisite and impermeable, and in the turquoise light, Shi Shiran protected the hundreds of veins around his body in the sword circle, no matter how the eighty-one sword qi attacked, he could not break through this layer of endless mysterious moves.
The Taoist was just about to sneer, and the figure of Shen Lan's feather arrow-like sword flying stabbed suddenly appeared in his pupils. I saw that he was dressed in a streamer, stepping on the clouds, holding the handle of the crimson sword with both hands, and the whole person was like flying feathers off the string, chewing light and chewing electricity, completely ignoring the eighty-one sword qi flying in the sky, and moving forward, the sword intent was awe-inspiring.
The Taoist scolded secretly in his heart, the kid in front of him completely ignored the back road, and not only forced the enemy into a desperate situation with one move and one style, but also did not let go of himself, he was absolutely fearless, cold and cold, and he was not at all like the Taoism and composure that his peers should have. At that moment, he shouted angrily, and the jade swords in his two hands plunged straight into the ground, and he silently recited in his heart: "Secret Technique-Void Butterfly Sword Wave." ”
His thoughts fell, and the two brilliant jade swords seemed to be spiritual, and two sword flowers spun and flew from the three-foot green peak. This sword flower flutters in the wind, buds want to vomit, and suddenly the layers of petals bloom together, from which two shiny palms fly out of the big butterfly, look at it, the two butterflies are entangled with each other and fly, shuttle the void dragon to and fro, the wings flutter between the endless sword intent swallowing and dispersing, seemingly out of order, in fact, it is both offensive and defensive, in order to be superior.
The two sword intents collided together, and the sword rays were like a spring breeze, slashing down the sky. In an instant, the radius was full of devastation, as if hundreds of millions of sword soldiers were cut down at the same time. Countless cracked sword marks were splashed wantonly, and as far as the eye could see, not a single stone was on the ground or a single tree was erected.
Yun Jing's face turned pale, thinking that he couldn't avoid these fierce sword qi, and he would inevitably suffer from flesh and skin, so he simply closed his eyes and didn't care about anything. After a long time like this, there was not the slightest pain in his body, and he slowly opened his eyes to find out. I saw that there was a rippling mirror erected in front of me at some point, completely blocking the aftermath of the attack, the blue light and black gas on the mirror were intertwined, and the near end was connected to Shen Lan, standing a few steps in front of him, and the far end was a Taoist in a gray and white robe. It turned out that when the two of them were fighting, they were afraid of hurting Yun Hua's life, so they took action to protect his whole body, because Yun Hua was in the affected range, although he was shocked, but there was no danger. The young man breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly whispered to Shen Lan: "Senior brother, you are close to your ears and listen to me." ”
Shen Lan bowed slightly, walked to Yun Jing's side, and put his ear to his mouth. Yun Jing's lips moved slightly, and she said something. Shen Lan was an excellent listener, and after listening carefully to what the young man said, his fingertips flashed a faint blue light and clicked a few times on a certain place on the young man's body, before he got up and left, and confronted the Taoist from afar. The corner of the young man's mouth twitched, and he immediately laughed: "Old Wang Ba, your cowhide has blown through the sky, but it's nothing more than that." My senior brother has one in twenty, but you don't know how many years you have been born, and this extra time is not to live to the belly of a dog? ”
The Taoist had an angry face, and scolded: "Little cub, the old man saved your life, but you don't know what to do. ”
"I'm worried that I'm fake, I'm worried that the toad brother in my stomach is real! You demon Dao hurriedly put away that fake face, it didn't make the young master feel disgusting. ”
The Taoist snorted coldly, didn't continue to pay attention to him, locked his eyes on the young man facing him, squinted and said: "It's just a junior, but the Tao is not bad, it's a pity that I was hit by a sword in the shoulder, I'm afraid that the death qi has begun to spread." ”
Yun Jing was taken aback when she heard this, and scolded loudly. Shen Lan was expressionless, and slowly tore off the shirt at the injured shoulder. I saw that a large hole was cut on his shoulder, the incision was neat, and the bright red blood flowed, until half of his body was dyed red. Seeing this, Yun Jing and the Taoist on the side, one looked angry, the other looked surprised, Yun Hua was angry that his senior brother was seriously injured, but the Taoist snorted in a dark voice: "I actually cut off the flesh and blood infected with death gas for the first time, such a reaction, this kind of action, this decisiveness, boy, who are you, report your name?" ”
Shen Lan's shoulders were still bubbling with blood, but his expression was unwavering, and he said coldly: "Listen to Fengyuan, Shen Lan." ”
The Taoist was thoughtful, and suddenly said "Huh": "Shen... Lan...? The old man remembered, a few years ago, the young disciples of the Sanqing Shangxuanyuan knew martial arts, but you took the first armor, did you admit your mistake? ”
Shen Lan's face changed slightly for the first time, and he suddenly frowned, and said in a deep voice: "You are not a person from the Xuanyuan, and few people knew about martial arts a few years ago, so it is really you?" ”
Yun Jing listened to the conversation between the two, it seemed that it was not the first time that the two had met each other, and for a while, he asked suspiciously: "Senior brother, do you know this demon dao?" ”
Shen Lan's face was grim, he nodded slowly, and said word by word: "The extreme realm of the sword, the Jade Void Sword Sect, the sword head of the Void Sect, Gu Jianming." ”