Looking down from above.

Throughout the mountain, dense snakes and lizards spread like a plague.

A remote stream bridge.

The two-headed snake lizard caught up with the Terran cultivator.

Nie Zizheng walked with his sword in his hand, and said quickly in his mouth: "Fight quickly, otherwise you won't be able to get out if you win." ”

The child slowly climbed down from Wei Ni's shoulder and said, "Wei Ni, you strike first." ”

Wei Ni had already held the guqin and pressed his hand on the strings.

He looked at the child, and saw the child crouching on the side of the road, picking up branches on the ground.

He looked at Nie Zizheng again, but saw Nie Zizheng's figure rushing forward, and the long sword turned into a cold light, stabbing at the slightly larger snake lizard like lightning.

This is the moment!

Weni's manual too.

The sound of the piano rose up, instantly turning into the sound of the golden iron horse, and bursting out into layers of sounds.

- No Forbidden: Sound Deep!

The two-headed snake lizard sinked suddenly.

The slightly larger snake lizard was about to pounce, but it was caught by the sound of the piano and suddenly stumbled.

- The sound of the piano seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, which greatly affected their movements.

Nie Zizheng's eyes lit up.

Opportunity!

The long sword in his hand vibrated with a sharp sword shadow, and it flew out of the sword body and stabbed straight into the throat of the snake lizard.

At the same time, the child picked up a long branch the thickness of an arm, gave a soft shout, and threw it out.

At your fingertips—

Nie Zizheng put his sword into the sheath.

He shuddered suddenly, as if he was in intense pain.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Wei Ni asked

"It's fine." Nie Zizheng said reluctantly.

The child glanced at it, opened his hands to Weini, and said:

"Carry me to your shoulder—we're going to have to get away with it."

Wei Ni couldn't, so he had to take the piano and put him on his shoulder.

"Let's go!" Nie Zizheng said in a low voice.

He and Wei Ni flew one after the other, and flew towards the wilderness in the distance.

Beside the Creek Bridge.

The corpses of two four-legged snake lizards were left behind.

A corpse had been pierced through its throat, a gaping hole in its neck with only a bit of flesh left together.

Another, smaller corpse had been impaled through the eye by a branch, which sank deep into its socket and mashed the entire snake's brain into a pulp.

……

It's dawn.

The sky was overcast and the wind was fierce and sudden.

Under a leeward stone pit.

Wei Ni stretched out his hand and plucked a note on the guqin.

He sensed it for a moment, shook his head and said, "I didn't find any other fellow disciples." ”

Nie Zizheng lowered his eyes and said, "They should all be dead." ”

Wei Ni was stunned for a moment, and said in a lost voice: "How is it possible, the sect obviously has so many masters, how could it-"

He shuddered, not daring to continue.

Nie Zizheng's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Things are a little wrong. ”

"What's the matter, Senior Brother Nie?" Wei Ni asked.

"The saints and elders have taken away their own disciples, there are actually no masters on the mountain, such an obvious loophole ......"

He stopped suddenly.

There are some words that I can't say anymore.

Because it's too much to believe.

Wei Ni suddenly said, "Senior Brother Nie, your master is the strongest kendo cultivator on the mountain, what about his old man?" ”

"He's dead." Nie Zizheng said lightly.

Looking at Wei Ni's expression, he explained, "The moment the demon broke out, the first thing he did was to besiege my master with all his might. ”

"My master died in battle, and several other sword cultivators also died."

The child looked at him and said softly, "So you are the last sword cultivator of the Wanyin Sect. ”

Nie Zizheng turned his gaze to look at the child.

"Your name is Xia Sheng?"

"Yes."

"Do you have any new sword tricks left?"

"Of course, I'm a peerless genius."

"Peerless Genius...... Okay, you can see if you can remember these things. ”

“…… This whole booklet is full of sword tricks? ”

"yes, see if you can remember them completely."

The child took the thick booklet of sword tricks and flipped through the ten lines at a glance.

Nie Zizheng stood aside, his eyes showing anticipation.

The child quickly flipped through the entire booklet, handed it to Nie Zizheng, and said, "I have memorized everything." ”

Nie Zizheng pondered for a few breaths and said, "The opening sword technique, the fifth style." ”

The child pointed to the sword and slashed through the void.

Boom!

There was a heavy thud on the ground.

Nie Zizheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he continued: "Four Seas Sword Technique, Ninth Style." ”

The child clasped his hands together, and his body circled around Nie Zizheng like a bird.

"Now."

Nie Zizheng looked at the void around him and said loudly.

In an instant, several sword shadows appeared, and then quickly disappeared.

Nie Zizheng let out a long sigh and asked, "Xia Sheng, why do you want to be a sword cultivator?" ”

"I need the trust of others." The child said.

"Trust? Do you want people to trust you? And then what? Nie Zizheng asked.

"It will make it easier for me to save them." The child said seriously.

Nie Zizheng was silent for a moment, and muttered, "I am fortunate to have met a peerless genius like you, and your swordsmanship is ...... I've just seen that it's worth passing on the swordsmanship of our lineage. ”

He unsheathed his sword from his waist and held it in both hands before the child.

The child looked at the sword, and saw that the body of the sword was shining with water, reflecting the clouds in the sky, and there was not a single blemish.

"This sword is called Eternal Existence." Nie Zizheng said.

"What does it mean to be eternal?" The child asked.

"The world is vast, and righteousness lasts forever." Nie Zizheng said.

He said in a deep voice: "This sword is the sword cultivation sword that has been passed down from the Wanyin Sect for several generations, and its previous owner is my master, and now I will pass it on to you." Nie Zizheng said.

The child said, "Why did you pass it on to me?" ”

"There's no other way, I have other tasks, I'm afraid there's no going back." Nie Zizheng said.

Wei Ni lost his voice and said, "Senior brother, what are you going to do?" I'll go with you! ”

Nie Zizheng shouted: "Shut up, your task is to take Xia Sheng away - you must stay alive until the saint returns." ”

The child didn't care about the conversation between the two, just stretched out his hand and gently grasped the Eternal Sword.

"This sword is too long for me." The child sighed.

He was only five years old, and he was too small to command the sword with his arm.

The next moment.

The long sword erupted into a roar of agitation.

I saw that the entire sword was completely shattered, and then recombined into a short sword of just the right length.

The child nodded in satisfaction, and turned his head to a sword.

The sword slammed into the back of Wei Ni's head, knocking him unconscious.

After doing all this, he asked Nie Zizheng:

"Let me see how you're doing."

Nie Zizheng said unexpectedly: "You feel it?" ”

"Yes, you smell evil." The child said.

"How do you know? Who the hell are you? Nie Zizheng said in surprise.

"You're afraid of me?" The child asked.

"It's not that you're afraid, you have a sword heart in your swordsmanship, and you're a member of my generation, so you can't be wrong about that." Nie Zizheng said.

He shuddered suddenly.

"Evil Nature...... I can't hold it back...... Don't move, I'll take a look. The child said in a deep voice.

He took a few steps forward and was about to press his hand on the other.

saw a weird smile on Nie Zizheng's face.

"Hahahaha, it's out, it's out, I'm finally out!" He laughed wildly, and his figure was about to step back.

But I saw the sword light flash suddenly.

Nie Zizheng suddenly froze in place, and the smile on his face completely disappeared.

He slowly lowered his head and looked into his chest.

I saw a long sword as smooth as a mirror being stuck in his chest.

Nie Zizheng suddenly showed an extremely resentful expression, gritted his teeth and said:

"You kill me? If I die, he'll die too—the kind of soul that flies away. ”

The child did not speak, but held a sword in one hand and beckoned into the void with the other.

Boom –

The void cracks.

The endless golden waterfall completely enveloped Nie Zizheng.

I saw a phantom gradually emerge from his body—

It is Nie Zizheng's soul.

"It's not easy for you to support all the way here before being controlled by that evil law, and from now on, I'll protect you." The child whispered.

A golden glow cracked behind him.

The soul looked at the golden light, and couldn't help but be shocked, and said, "It turns out that you are the real innate-"

Before he finished speaking, a suction force came from the golden light, and it directly sucked him in.

In an instant, all visions vanished.

Then the child said: "He has died safely, he can be reincarnated in the future, now tell me, what are you?" ”

Nie Zizheng stared at him, and suddenly grinned: "Do you think that if you restrain me with a sword, I will tell you something?" ”

"If you don't say it, you're dead." The child said.

"Haha, I'm not afraid."

Nie Zizheng, or the existence in his body, raised his hands, unscrewed off his head with great force, and threw it at the child's feet.

He's dead.

The child was silent for a few breaths, then picked up the head, laid the body flat on the ground, and laid the head in place.

"Detention Spirit!" The child snorted.

The corpse slowly opened its eyes.

The child said, "Hello, we meet again—"

He raised his sword and pierced the other man again.

The corpse glared at him.

"I'm sorry, I can hold you back and keep you occupying this body." The child said.

"Detention ...... How could you be ...... this," the corpse said incredulously.

"Such a simple evil method, just read it once."

The child said expressionlessly, "Now tell me, what are you?" ”

"What if I still don't say it?" Corpse Road.

"From now on, if you don't say it, I'll keep killing you until you say it."

The child held the dagger and said indifferently.