The camp was in a narrow clearing under the Jade Toad Peak, and there was nothing else around except stones and vigorous weeds, Shi Qianyu arranged for the disciples to have a picnic, and settled several strong men to take turns, so that the others could rest early.

Shi Qianyu's injuries are no longer serious, according to herself, they are all skin injuries, but Xiao Jiansheng doesn't seem to think so, he tried to ask a few times when he was on the road, but Shi Qianyu just didn't say, which made Xiao Jiansheng a little helpless, he always felt that Shi Qianyu was hiding something from him.

It was windy outside the tent that night, and people slept sweeter than usual in the tent, but Xiao Jiansheng lay on the thin quilt and kept his eyes open, and as before, it took a long time for him to close his eyes, enter a state of half-sleep, and begin to contemplate the sword with his mind.

According to the second senior brother's explanation, that sword is used to save his life, and it must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary, and it can only be used once, so he has not dared to delay his cultivation during this time, even on the bumpy road, after a few days of sword understanding, he has comprehended the sword lent to him by the second senior brother to the point of proficiency, as long as he closes his eyes, he can clearly perceive the existence of the green sword.

I don't know how long it took, a fierce quarrel sounded outside the tent, it seemed that the noise was getting more and more fierce, and many people in the tent began to open their eyes vigilantly, and got up and walked outside the tent.

The first one to go out was Shi Qianyu, as the team leader, she naturally had to worry more than others.

As soon as Shi Qianyu came out of the tent, he was shocked by the scene in front of him, and saw that the five or six sturdy men who were in charge of the night had fallen to the ground with bared teeth, only the bearded man was still holding a fine iron rod and had not yet fallen, but he was also retreating.

In the cold moonlight, an old man with a tall figure, a dark body, and only a piece of wisps hanging between his crotch was walking towards the bearded man step by step, probably because of his nervousness, constantly making movements to grasp the iron bar, and there was a tooth-itching friction sound between his hands.

Seeing that he was about to be forced to the tent position, the bearded man shouted: "Stop, you barbarian, don't force me to be rough with you." ”

The man on the other side just smiled expressionlessly with the corner of his eyes, but he turned a deaf ear to the beard's words, and continued to move forward with his bare feet, as if nothing could block his way, the bearded man was really annoyed, his eyebrows were locked, and he slammed a stick at the man's head, and the iron rod with the whirring wind turned into a black shadow and thunderbolt down, the strange thing is that the man didn't dodge and parry at all, and let the fine iron stick of more than 300 catties hit the top of his head, clanging, accompanied by a muffled sound of gold and stone, the long stick in the beard's hand bent directly and flew out, and the bearded man himself was also shocked through the tent and fell in。

At this time, almost all of them walked out of the tent, and they all pressed their respective sidearms and eagerly tried it, but no one dared to take a step closer, the scene just now happened in front of everyone's eyes, if the head of the muffled stick fell on whose head was guaranteed to bloom, however, the big black man's face did not change color as if tickling and continued to walk step by step.

Now, Shi Qianyu had no choice but to frown and connect the dots on his toes, floating in front of the man, and asked in a cold voice: "You are so unreasonable, what is the so-called thing about trespassing on our camp and injuring our people?"

The man still didn't speak, just looked at Shi Qianyu as if he was looking at an old acquaintance, lowered his head, leaned closer, a pair of dark eyes stared at Shi Qianyu's cheeks and took a few breaths, as if he shook his head in disappointment and walked directly to the direction of the tent.

Shi Qianyu snorted coldly, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword pointed at the person who came to warn: "You are taking a step forward, don't blame this girl for hurting people." ”

But the man still kept that face, and walked towards Shi Qianyu step by step.

Just when he was less than five or six steps away from Shi Qianyu, Shi Qianyu's left hand subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, and his right hand violently handed out a sword, the tip of the sword pointed at the throat of the person like a spiritual snake, and the person still just smiled from the corner of his eye and did not dodge, allowing the sharp and incomparable tip of the sword to attack suddenly.

In an instant, Shi Qianyu only felt that the long sword in her hand was like entering a dark ocean, and she couldn't find the target to assassinate at all, and her whole person suddenly became fluttering, as if she was walking in the storm of the ocean with her feet on a single tree, and she couldn't help herself when the sword stabbed out, as if the canoe under her feet was about to be overturned by the wind and waves.

In an instant, Shi Qianyu's heart was shocked, her face turned pale, dense beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her arm trembled and the field buzzed, only a few breaths later, the long sword turned into a piece of broken copper and iron, and then turned into iron slag and fell to the ground.

And she has the illusion that life is being lost, as the person gets closer, this feeling becomes more obvious, the person walks very slowly, just one more step, the beads of sweat on Shi Qianyu's forehead disappear, but she can no longer stop, can only watch the person come step by step.

The camp became silent, although everyone said that they did not make a move, but Shi Qianyu's face had seen a terrible death, I don't know who shouted, together to kill him, at the same time several figures handed over the weapon in their hands and fell on the person, the result was the same as Shi Qianyu, after the shot, he couldn't retract his hand, a few breaths, only a handle was left in his hand, and his expression was basically the same as Shi Qianyu, stiff and silent.

It seems that there are still people who are unwilling, each holding their long swords, seeing that they are about to follow in the footsteps of Shi Qianyu and them, they have not made a move easily, and Xiao Jiansheng, who was secretly observing the change in Shi Qianyu's face, finally came back to his senses in shock, and suddenly said: "Stand back, don't act rashly." ”

This is very similar to the scene where he cultivated in front of the golden body of the Wuji Immortal Corpse, except that this person did not have the strong power of the golden body of the Wuji Immortal Corpse, and everyone could still get close, and he could already feel the power of the barren within a dozen feet of the Wuji Immortal Corpse, as if life was also withering along with the barrenness.

Xiao Jiansheng drank away from everyone, and then he didn't have time to think about it, he lit all the green lanterns in an instant, stepped towards Shi Qianyu with the body of the Death Sutra, blocked her behind him, and then pushed a palm to the man's chest, as if that palm also seemed to fall on the boundless ocean, he couldn't see, the soles of his feet were suspended, only the green lights in his body burned for a long time, but he was also swayed by a strong sense of desolation.

As he guessed, his palm was like a stone sinking into the sea, he couldn't feel the body temperature of the person in front of him at all, and Xiao Jiansheng at this time was also like Shi Qianyu just now, his face was pale, sweating profusely, and he was trembling all over, but he still didn't forget to look at the person who came, and said seriously: "Seniors, we are all from Wuji Palace, and we rushed to Daliang Country to help exterminate those mysterious organizations. ”

I don't know if his earnest words moved the mysterious man, or if the Wuji Palace he mentioned made the other party feel pressure, and after a few breaths, several other Wuji Palace disciples were shocked out.

But Xiao Jiansheng still couldn't retract his palm, his face became whiter and whiter, and the sweat on his body was completely dried with someone who took two steps in a row.

Dozens of people around the tent had already fallen into a panic, but no one dared to make a move on this mysterious old man, they could only watch this scene from afar, they saw that Xiao Jiansheng's body had been trembling, and at this time, not only his face was becoming bloodless like a dead man, but his arm was also the same.

Shi Qianyu, who had just gotten rid of the nightmare, looked at Xiao Jiansheng with trembling eyes, not that she was careful, but that she could empathize with the discovery that Xiao Jiansheng's arm was becoming dry.

Xiang Yuanlang and Gao Youcai, who were usually close to Xiao Jiansheng, became more and more helpless, and they tried to rush and kill, but they were stopped by the people around them.

Xiang Yuanlang looked at Shi Qianyu anxiously, and Shi Qianyu looked at him anxiously.

Xiao Jiansheng gave her the answer with practical actions, but she was not happy at all.

The night was destined to be long.

Despite this, Xiao Jiansheng has been observing the mysterious old man in front of him, his long dry hair is draped behind him like hemp rope, his long face is pointed and his chin is pointed, he looks like a legendary ascetic, and he is still holding a crumpled roll of paper in his hand, the paper is very shallow, and the contents can be faintly revealed, it is a painting of mountains and rivers.