"Three mystical laws, Xingtian Sword Song.

Although this method is only three paths, the three kinds of mystical paths seem to be very special, and they just complement the brother's night demon mysticism. ”

"How?"

"This Heavenly Punishment Sword Song is one of the three ways, and it is said that it can allow cultivators to survive even if their bodies are cut in half.

For example, if a head is cut off, a cultivator can choose whether to live in this head or in the body.

If the latter is chosen, then if the headless body is cut in half again, the cultivator can still choose whether to survive on the left half of the body or the right half of the body.

The old man doesn't know how many times he can survive, but it is said that there are a lot..."

Xia Ji pondered.

This "Xingtian Sword Song" is indeed very suitable for his own flesh and blood recovery.

In this way, no matter what kind of division you fall into, you can at least maintain a complete "subject" consciousness.

The Molten Emperor continued, "I don't know the other two... This mystic method is said to have been one of the mystical methods of the town of Mohu, and then disappeared, and in the past two years, the old man got the news that it was haunted on the border between Mohu and Zhao.

I think my brother is going here, maybe it's this thing that is related to you?"

...

...

A few days later.

Wrapped in a dark gold robe with feather textures, and a long knife symbolically attached to his waist, Xia Ji walked down the snow-covered stone steps.

The two women behind him have already "upgraded", and last night they worked out how to find a "mirage" to enter the Sea of No Return, and they are closely following him at this time.

The Melting Emperor stood in front of the Jiuding Palace.

Behind him, the disciple held a golden umbrella.

Heavy snow drifted away.

It's a send-off.

Xia Ji turned around and hugged his fist to the white-haired golden-armored man in front of the palace gate, and then no longer hesitated, and walked down the stone steps with Jin Yao and Gu Yaohua, gradually moving away.

Win foolish eyes to send him away, and he doesn't hold an umbrella, and he doesn't use the mystical method.

The snow turned his already white hair.

Mowgli died, worry-free betrayal, Zixun died at his own hands, and now this brother is also gone.

The Molten Emperor only felt that the desolation in his heart was revived and filled his heart.

"Maybe... It's time to unload your burdens and pursue the realm of movement. ”

He looked up at the cloudy sky.

Under the sky.

Xia Ji and the two girls walked out of Jiuding Palace, and were about to catch the two girls to "take off".

But suddenly his brow moved.

The trees around the forest were shaken off by the snow.

Footsteps rang out, and they were getting closer.

Xia Ji turned his head, and in his sight, black shadows walked out of the forest sword, trapping him in the middle.

In the daytime, the appearance of these black shadows gradually became clear, they were swordsmen holding long swords, old and young, but their eyes were staring straight at Xia Ji, which was very unkind.

The first one was the old man in Xuanyi, the old man's left face was tattooed with a dragon pattern, he held the long sword, and said lightly: "You finally walked out of the Jiuding Palace, but let us wait." ”

"When you were in the palace, we looked at the face of the Melting Emperor, and we didn't make a move, and we didn't ask for the guilt.

But now, we don't have to worry about it. ”

Xia Ji is not in a hurry to leave, he is not used to leaving his tail and not cleaning up.

He was just a little curious: "What crime?"

Another young swordsman with a cold temperament and arrogance between his eyebrows raised, said: "The third son of my family's head was tortured and killed by you, but the third son is not good at martial arts, so he is dead." ”

Xia Ji was stunned: "May I ask what your third son is called?"

The old man in Xuanyi said: "You dare to make a move on my Wei family, why, do you dare to do it?"

Xia Ji was completely stunned: "Wei... Wei Jia?"

The old man in Xuanyi had lost the patience to continue talking to him, waved his right hand, and snorted coldly: "This son's methods are extremely cruel, I am afraid that the Melting Emperor is also deceived by him, take him down, bring him back for the blood sacrifice, and avenge the third prince!! these two women are also brought back and sold the Qinglou!"

As soon as the words fell.

More than a dozen shadows around him pounced.

A sword groan rang out.

The cold light turned into a bright ring that quickly tightened in the snow.

Xia Ji casually pinched the knife on his waist, pulled out the knife, and the knife followed his body, cutting out most of the circle, and the knife qi spread like electricity, and at the same time he didn't look at it, so he returned the knife into the sheath.

All of this was done in a single thought.

Then, there was an extremely bloody scene.

The more than ten shadows were all cut in half, and the lower half of the body suddenly fell into the snow, and the upper half of the body threw forward several meters due to inertia before rolling down into the snow.

The person who came was not dead, and the snow water entered the internal organs from the severed body, and the pain was not much worse than in hell.

In the miserable howl, only the old man in Xuanyi who was the leader was still standing.

Stunned.

He hadn't reacted yet.

Xia Ji flashed to his side and whispered, "Tell me clearly, which Wei family?"

The old man in Xuanyi couldn't believe his eyes.

I and others are very praised in the rivers and lakes on weekdays.

And themselves... According to the people around him, it's just a cut worse than the Molten Emperor.

This...

How is this possible?

He couldn't believe it.

But the painful wails around him reminded him that all this was real, not a dream.

A gentle voice came from my ears.

"I have limited patience. ”

The old man in Xuanyi suddenly said, "You... You killed my third son of the Wei family, Wei Ziyi, and the eldest son of my Wei family, Wei Zizhuo, also disappeared, and my Wei family is also a relative of the emperor, you... You're so bold!!"

Boom!!

As he spoke, the seven orifices of the old man in the dark robe had already spewed blood mist.

Natsu Ji stood on the snow.

All the corpses were rapidly drying up, and the blood and falling snow blended to form a bloody beauty.

Xia Ji was thinking.

What's the matter, who is Wei Ziyi?

Who is Wei Zizhuo?

What is this Wei family?

After thinking about it for a moment, I still couldn't remember.

"Forget it, I don't want to, it's important to hurry. ”

Xia Ji grabbed the two women who hadn't waited long and said, "Protect your body." ”

Jin Yao and Gu Yaohua are already familiar with each other, so they hurriedly closed their beautiful eyes and protected themselves with luck.

Rumble!!

Xia Ji stepped out, and the earth was smashed down by a meteor.

Heavy snowfall, mud and rocks splashing all over the sky.

A "ball of true qi" that could not be penetrated by any snowflakes at all headed northwest like a violent wind.

It didn't take long to go.

Situ.

A charming shadow slowly walked out of the edge of the forest, and this shadow wore a black gauze hat that covered its face, so it could not distinguish its face.

Bowing his head, his gaze swept over the corpses.

The shadow couldn't help but smile sweetly.

Looking into the distance, Yao Yao hugged his fists and said "thank you".

The wind lifted half of the black veil, revealing a face as beautiful as a goddess.

After the mysterious woman finished reading, she clapped her hands again, and suddenly a group of black shadows rushed from a distance.

This group of dark shadows is very professional.

Soon, the deaths of more than a dozen Wei family members who died on the ground were revised.

It was changed to a dead state as if it had been melted.

And while this group of dark shadows was busy, the mysterious woman had disappeared.

She leaves as soon as she makes arrangements and never stays on site...

Because, she firmly believes that "Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky".

If a wicked person like her wants to live for tens of thousands of years, then she must be 100,000 careful.

...

More than ten days later.

Three figures appeared on the border between Mohu and Zhao.

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