Please use this site. With the help of the blow of Liu Yun just now. Xiang Yantian and Lin Hao finally escaped. However. Nevertheless. Xiang Yantian was still shocked by the violent impact and suffered internal injuries. Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. Behind her. It's the "Delphin" still in the sheath, even if the situation is really urgent. But she still didn't want to pull out the "Feiyan" and pulled out the magic sword in her hand that left her with terrifying memories.

"Little Yan'er. You're all right." The silhouette of Tiger City is already in sight. Lin Hao helped Xiang Yantian to find a bush and hide it. Asked worriedly.

Pale face. The blood at the corners of his mouth is still slowly overflowing. Xiang Yantian shook his head: "I'm fine. It's just ......" she put "Feiyan" in front of her.

The surface of the quaint and dark scabbard is already full of cracks. There are even places where some wooden structures have long since turned into a pile of debris. The magic sword that terrifies the world seems to be very unbearable. But. If you look closely. But it can be found that there is a layer hidden under the cracks on the surface. As if that was the real scabbard. Now all that's shattered is the decoration attached to its surface.

"It's fine. What is broken now is nothing more than the decoration that Master and his old man later added. A real scabbard wouldn't have been ruined so lightly." seems to see Xiang Yantian's concerns. The corners of Lin Hao's pale mouth pulled out a smile.

"I know ......"

She did know that this broken scabbard was definitely not the real scabbard of "Feiyan". But it was precisely because she got a glimpse of the true face of the scabbard. But a trace of uneasiness rose in my heart.

"Click"

The scabbard of the "Feiyan" that was held in Xiang Yan's hand was finally completely shattered. The thin layer of concealment was completely peeled off. In front of the two of them is a real "monster" that is so dark that it seems to be able to suck people's hearts. The whole body is a terrifying darkness. Now this "Feiyan" seems to be worthy of its title of "magic sword".

"Then ......" Xiang Yantian's gaze slowly moved up with the scabbard. Finally, it was fixed on the hilt of its simple and elegant temperament. look solemn." Isn't there even a 'mask' on the surface of this hilt?"

"Uh-huh......" replied faintly. Lin Hao stopped talking. Fell silent.

Fifty years ago. Their Master. Qing Song (not his real name, of course) got this sword by chance. It's just that Yan Yu, who was with him at the time, thought it was too angry. So the green pine is decorated with a special layer of wood. And it covers up its evil spirit. That's what we have today's "Feiyan". It's famous for being above the rivers and lakes. But it's getting louder and louder ever since.

"Ahem......" a gust of wind blew. Xiang Yantian suddenly coughed. Blood kept pouring from the corners of her mouth.

Seeing Xiang Yantian's injury, he suddenly attacked. Lin Hao hurriedly held her shoulder. Said eagerly: "Xiao Yan'er ......." may be because she is too anxious. He couldn't even say the rest of the words.

Shook his head slightly. She took a pill out of her bosom and stuffed it into her mouth. Then he immediately sat down cross-legged on the ground. Begin to exercise and heal. The body couldn't stop trembling slightly. Beads of sweat the size of beans constantly oozed from the smooth forehead. It slipped down to her slender eyelashes and the bridge of her nose. Maybe it's the healing medicine that works. Her face was a little better than before. But the corners of his mouth showed a hint of pain.

Front. Xiang Yan looked pained. Lin Hao's eyes reflected a trace of unbearability. In this case. He can't do anything. I can't take her back to the city right away. And you can't rush to send her internal force to heal. I'm afraid that the slightest mistake will make a big mistake. Suddenly. He noticed that Xiang Yantian in front of him suddenly changed his complexion.

"What's wrong?"

Xiang Yantian didn't make any answer. She just gritted her teeth. The expression is unusually painful. A burst of green and a burst of red. The beautiful face has become slightly distorted. Gradually. She felt as if she couldn't sit still anymore. Reluctantly. She withdrew from the state of exercise. One hand was on Lin Hao's injured shoulder.

"Hiss" wound is touched. Lin Hao took a deep breath. But he gritted his teeth and persevered. Lips trembled slightly. He used his hands to hold Xiang Yantian's shoulders. I had to turn her body around and heal her wounds.

"Little Yan'er. I'll heal your wounds right now."

It's just that. When he turned Xiang Yantian's body. But once again he couldn't help but take a breath.

Behind Xiang Yantian. The black nightwalk opened a huge gap. It's like being torn apart by some flood beast. Her white back was revealed. A hideous wound more than a foot long tore at her back from top to bottom. The wound was a black blood crust that had solidified.

The hand has not yet touched Xiang Yantian's back. Lin Hao's eyebrows jumped suddenly: "This is cold. And also...... Evil spirit"

His face changed dramatically in an instant. His outstretched hand trembled and retracted it. Gritted his teeth. He slammed his fist to the ground. Despite the fracture of the wound. Blood soaked the black sleeves. He didn't care.

"How could it be .......," he looked around a little flustered. It's like looking for something. Finally. He finally stopped looking. His eyes stayed on the "Feiyan" in front of Xiang Yan's knee.

"Yes. Right. It must be so. Yes." He was talking to himself somewhat incoherently. This moment. He remembered the tragedy that someone had told him about. It was the tragedy caused by his master with this "Feiyan".

Thirty years ago. Even though he knew that "Feiyan" could be prosecuted, there were still some villains who secretly fanned the flames, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, so that in the end, the power of various major factions was used to encircle and suppress the owner of the magic sword, Qingsong. Dozens of sects. Hundreds of masters have died, dead and wounded. What's even more terrifying. Those who were injured were not spared because of the evil spirit.

"It doesn't matter. Let's go back first. I don't know what happened in the city." Then. Xiang Yantian had already turned around. The right hand taps on his left shoulder. A feeble smile erupted from his pale face.

“……”

The night wind is howling. The moon gradually sank. It's the second half of the night. In the dark. Two figures walked on the vast field with their arms in their arms. Not far away. It is a faint outline of the city. It's not very far. But the two seem to have been gone for a long time.

Gently wipe the sweat off your forehead. Xiang Yantian looked at Juhu City not far away. He looked back at the endless wilderness. Lips slightly open. I was about to say something. But suddenly I noticed a figure behind me. Not one. Nor are they two. It's a dense crowd. Thereinto. The vast majority of them are still cavalry on tall horses. The sound of horses' hooves. The neighing of the horses was incessant.

It's a one-eyed cavalry regiment.

looked coldly at the vast team behind him. Xiang Yantian, who was already seriously injured, suddenly felt weak.