The pink sword spirit pierced Hua Ruyue's chest, blood flowing, and the powerful sword qi shredded her flesh and blood. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sun Long and Cai Xiaoqi came to her side.

The blood in Sun Long's eyes did not completely dissipate, and in the night, he looked like a hideous evil ghost, an angry god of war.

The ruthless and indifferent eyes did not contain any emotional color, Sun Long led Cai Xiaoyan's hand forward, and then he stepped back, this opportunity for revenge needs Cai Xiaoqi to do it himself.

Cai Xiaoyan held the Falling Flower Burial Soul Sword in his hand.

As long as any martial artist is a personal weapon, it will produce a lot of spirituality, and it will have a great rejection for the owner other than the master, and it will take at least a while to be able to run in and eliminate it.

But the Falling Flower Burial Soul Sword didn't, and she was easy to accept, and the sword body was exuding a faint pink glow, as if the pink division was sprinkling.

Step by step.

"Don't do this, I can give up everything, go incognito, and never come back!" Flowers are like the moon.

Now her face is pale and bloodless, most of her internal organs are broken, even if she can recover from her injuries, she will inevitably lose most of her strength, and she can't compare with her peak state.

But what's the point of this tail wagging and begging?

Cai Xiaoqi was much calmer at this moment, without the slightest nervousness, walked in front of Hua Ruyue in a few steps, and stabbed her with a sword in the chest.

Bloodsplatter.

The martial soul is shattered.

……

The battle was soon over.

Granny Qing, Cai Xiaoyan, Chu Yuanzhao, Qingping, it is really like a tiger entering a flock, the first cooperation between the Falling Flower Sect and the Iron Sword Sect, the result is excellence, the thirty traitors who followed the Falling Flower Sect to betray the sect, most of them were killed, and those who surrendered were ruthlessly killed by Chu Yuanzhao, his reason is very simple, the Iron Sword Sect does not need traitors.

The dust settled.

So the second confrontation between the Falling Flower Sect and the Iron Sword Sect was formed.

Granny Qing and Chu Yuanzhao and Qingping, the two juniors, looked at each other, their eyes were cold and ruthless, and the cyan soul power sword in her hand was humming, emitting a cyan aura, which was so sharp that it seemed to be able to cut the air.

Cai Xiaoyan softened and sat on the ground, his eyes were blank, and at this moment it seemed that even his soul had been emptied.

Although Granny Qing was injured, the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, far from being comparable to the two juniors, even if they joined forces, they would not be Granny Qing's opponent.

However, between the Iron Sword Sect and the Falling Flower Sect, there is a passage and bridge after all, and this passage and bridge is Sun Long.

"Stop the war! The Jade Dragon Xiaoxiao Sect Master seems to have betrayed like a moon, and the Iron Sword Sect was almost destroyed by this traitor, you have all lost the most important person to you, such a tragedy, don't let it continue! Sun Long's red pupils were emitting a bloody luster, which made people look a little chilling.

Stop the war?

Such words flickered in the minds of all the people who were still alive in the Falling Flower Sect and the Iron Sword Sect at the same time, and they were all thinking.

Thirty years of fighting may end with the death of Jade Dragon Xiaoxiao, no matter what happens in the future, at least today now both sides no longer have the strength to continue fighting, and everyone really needs to recuperate.

……

There are many picturesque places in the Iron Sword Sect, the construction is particularly simple and chic, and there is also a landscape garden style in it, giving people a sense of excellence.

In a turquoise meadow, Sun Long and Cai Xiaoyan lay flat on the grass, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, which was the scenery they both liked.

In Cai Xiaoyan's azure pupils, the mist has not yet dissipated, and there are still faint tears in the corners of his eyes.

Sun Long's blood-red eyes still exuded bloody power, and the damage this time was too serious for him, and even to describe it as weak to return to the sky, it was not too much.

They still don't have much time to get together.

"When I'm healed, I'll go to you. The Falling Flowers Sect needs an heir, and I can't delay your future. Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, Sun Long said lightly.

Cai Xiaoyan turned around and hugged Sun Long's body, tears couldn't help but flow, and his voice trembled, "I don't want to leave you, I have no relatives now, why do you treat me like this?" ”

Sun Long stroked Xiao Yan's azure hair, sighed awe-inspiringly, and said, "My injury needs a long time to heal, and during this time, the dragons of the Falling Flower Sect are not able to do it without a leader, and you need to maintain and manage it." Even if you are by my side, what can you do? Manage your sect well, and we can meet again in the future. ”

Silent.

A minute later.

Cai Xiaoyan's slender arm slowly let go, then got up and left.

Sun Long clenched his fists, bleeding inside, but he still held back and didn't greet her.

"Brother Long, I will wait for you, if something happens to you, I will kill myself."

She didn't look back and left.

……

All the disciples of the Falling Flower Sect, this time they died and were injured, and the hundred people who came here are now only about twenty, and all of them are injured.

In the Iron Sword Sect, they are insecure.

So they all left on the day the battle ended.

……

Three months later.

The Iron Sword Peak has been renovated, and the rows of pitch-black colors have re-established, and the layers of halls show the heritage and strength of the Iron Sword Sect, which makes people feel awe-inspired.

The battlefield of the past has been wiped out with the passage of time, and only the broken bluestone and the plant layer that has not fully recovered in the casual place show the fierceness of the battle that day.

In the bright hall, Sun Long lay flat in it, spending three months in a coma.

This time his injuries were too bad.

"Master of Sikong Xuantang, my Sun Long, haven't you woken up yet?" The third elder, Sun Jian, with two children, Yulou and Xiaoting, came to Huangjian Hall almost every day to have a look.

Sikong Xuan, who was dressed in a pale yellow robe, has completely recovered his spirit now, and after the last battle, his overall strength has even climbed, and it has reached the level of the late stage of the Martial Sect, which can be regarded as very powerful.

"Not yet, his injuries are very serious, and it is impossible for his body to recover, so he can only count it one day at a time. But you can rest assured, as long as my Iron Sword Sect still has the ability to save him, I will definitely not stand idly by, he is the benefactor of our Iron Sword Sect, and we will definitely do everything we can to save him. ”

Sikong Xuandao.

This sentence is sincere, and the situation is indeed the case, if Sun Long did not appear that day, the fall of the Iron Sword Sect would have become a sure thing.

Sun Jian shook his head helplessly, such a situation has been staged every time in the past three months.

They left.

……

In the bright hall, Sun Long slowly opened his eyes, and most of the red pupils at this time had faded, but he still felt very tired, as if he had not rested for countless days and nights.

Sikong Xuan stood quietly opposite him.

"Are you really going, in this case, you probably won't be able to come back." Sikong Xuan made a final effort.

Sun Long sat up in front of him, Sikong Xuan quickly took a pillow for him to lean on, Sun Long coughed lightly, and said: "My biggest wish in this life is to kill Sun Lin, this wish cannot be achieved, even if I die, I will not be blind." If that's the case, I'd like to try it. ”

Even though Sikong Xuan was already a hundred years old, after hearing this, he was still slightly shocked, as if he had heard something terrible.

A look of hesitation crossed Sikong Xuan's face, he thought for a moment, shook his head helplessly, and said: "I don't dare to call the shots in this matter, I have to despise Master, as long as he nods and agrees, I will be fine." ”

Sun Long smiled faintly and said, "Did you find him?" ”

Oh, yes! Sun Long was in a coma during this time, and Nalan Qingfeng was also in retreat, not allowing anyone to disturb him, even if it was the master of the Four Great Sword Halls, it was impossible to ask his opinion.

The last time the injury was not too serious, I was in retreat for more than three years, and this time I was almost in a state of death, so how long did I need to retreat?

"But I really can't promise you, this matter is too serious, and when the master asks him in the future, I can't explain it to his old man." Sikong Xuan looked very embarrassed.

Sun Long's face had a faint calm and smile, although his pupils were still a little red, but his eyes were calm, just like a martial artist who had gone through vicissitudes, "I won't make it difficult for you." My Nine Swords Inheritance, I will try my best to leave the inheritance, and when the time comes, Nalan Qingfeng will not blame you. ”

Sikong Xuan was still a little moved when he heard the Nine Swords Inheritance, he hesitated for a moment, his eyes fell on the young man's somewhat haggard face, and asked, "Is it really worth it for you to do this?" ”

Sun Long smiled faintly and nodded indifferently, this action is enough to explain everything.

……

Nine Sword Shrines.

This is something similar to the Fallen Flower Sect Ancestor Tablet, the whole body is jet black, and it can record a lot of soul power information, as long as the soul power is recorded in it, it can be kept for a long time.

In essence, it is similar to the record of martial arts, except that one is recorded on paper, and the other is burned on the inscription, both of which are carriers and have roughly the same functions.

It's just that the information that Sun Long wants to burn this time is very important, this is about the four major sword dao inheritances he currently masters, although the other five are also very important, but Sun Long has no way to open it, even if he wants to open it, the Wuxiang Martial Soul can't provide such support.

Sun Long's hands pressed on the ancestral stele, and then used all his spiritual power and martial soul power to send the power of the four inheritances of Jin Guang, Chiyan, Qing Python, and Lei Zun into the inscription as much as possible, leaving a heritage mark.

Of course, such a mark can only be used as the foundation of the sword comprehension, and there is no way to compare it with the ontological origin mastered by Sun Long, and if you want to cultivate the spirit pattern of the sword path through these left marks to actually apply and fight, it is quite difficult, and it is difficult to do it in a short time.

But this is the maximum Sun Long can do.

Half a day later.

At the foot of the Iron Sword Sect.

"Master Sikong Xuantang, in the future, my clan will be temporarily handed over to you to take care of, and my War Tiger brother, you have to urge him to train, if I can come back in the future, I hope to see a different him, a strong him."

Sun Long smiled faintly.

"Zhan Hu, this kid has infinite potential, if he wasn't too strong physically, I really wanted to take him as a beginner disciple. Last time, due to the collective collapse of the training ground, this kid didn't participate in that thrilling battle, and he has often come to me for three months, and he is really a stupid boy who is worried about this matter. You can go with confidence, leave this matter to me, as long as I am Sikong Xuan, you don't have to worry about your people, I look forward to your return, Sun Long, you won't let me down, right? ”

Although he is making the final parting, everyone knows that Sun Long is going, the chance of winning is really not big, even if he wins, what can he do, with the strength of one person against an empire, can there be a good end?

"I'll try my best." Sun Long said lightly.

"Alright! The Forbidden Pill in your body can sustain your life force for up to three months, which is done by squeezing your physical and mental strength, and if you fail to complete the task within three months, you will be destroyed. Whether you find the Bodhi Holy Fruit in the end or not, I admire you, you kid. Sikong Xuan also smiled.

Sun Long didn't say anything more, turned around and left in a dashing manner, gradually disappearing before the majestic mountain, and walked towards the wider world step by step......

……

(To be continued)