Chapter 50: The Demon Race Begins in the Palace (3)

However, Gu Changsheng's expression did not feel surprised by the shattering of the weapon in his hand.

If this enemy was extremely simple, it would not have caused the Great Zhou Dynasty to move away en masse.

Therefore, almost at the moment when the bamboo pole in his hand shattered, a sonorous sound of an iron knife unsheathed instantly swept through the room.

Gu Changsheng took another step back, and there was an iron knife in his hand.

The sword in the darkness shattered the bamboo pole without the slightest pause, and then another sword struck.

The swords staggered in the air, and the iron sword flipped several times in the air before stopping.

It was held by a hand.

Gu Changsheng's eyes were slightly confused, and the ninefold spiritual power of the Spirit Realm exploded.

Different from the sword of Jianyuan, and different from the gun of the gun forest, the knife of Beihai Yunshan is open and closed, and between the opening and closing, there is a square circle.

and the land before him became his circle.

The owner of the sword-wielding hand was not surprised, and seemed to take it for granted.

He slowly emerged from the darkness.

A huge black hat on his head obscured his features.

Of all the blackness, only his eyes were the most conspicuous.

Gu Changsheng thought that he would meet the enemy, but he definitely didn't expect that he would meet the enemy so quickly, his eyes gradually became cold, because he felt that this person was not simple.

If this is the monster in the palace, then he only needs to kill him, and then take him out and hand it over to the emperor to get the opportunity to enter the Tianxin Tower.

Thinking of this, Gu Changsheng's hand couldn't help but clench slightly.

The knife in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and then there were several extremely awe-inspiring knife movements suddenly appeared in the room.

A crisp popping sound suddenly erupted from the pillar that supported the main hall, and there were a few more subtle cuts on the black-robed man's shirt.

If you look closely, there is still blood gushing out of it.

It's just that the blood gushing out is not red, but faint black, although it is only a flash, but it is still caught by Gu Changsheng's eyes.

Something suddenly occurred to him in his mind.

It was a legend that I had heard when I was a child, and a story that I had read in books.

At the beginning, he was still young, but he was deeply impressed by this incident, even though there were many details that he no longer remembered, but he remembered who the black blood belonged to.

"You're a Demon Sect?"

Gu Changsheng's gaze locked on the black-clothed body, and the latter smiled slightly, revealing his incomparably white teeth.

"My Demon Sect has been wiped out for decades, but I didn't expect to be able to rebuild the sky today. ”

Gu Changsheng thought that he had never heard of the story of the Demon Sect, his master had never told him, and almost no one in Beihai Cloud Mountain had mentioned this matter.

When he came this time, he thought he was just packing up a few loose cultivators.

But they didn't expect that they would have to face this long-disappeared clan.

Gu Changsheng asked in a deep voice, "The person who stabbed us on the road was you?"

The man in black chuckled, and then suddenly his gaze fell on the broken bamboo pole on the ground, "We have known the news that the emperor has come to find you, but in the end, we only found the route of your Beihai Yunshan and Jianyuan, and the route of that kid in the gun forest is too secret, and we haven't found out anyway." ”

A few drops of blood from Gu Changsheng's knife fell to the ground, and it was extremely quiet above this main hall, and he said quietly, "You are not my opponent. ”

The man in black suddenly sneered, "What if I'm not your opponent, at least I can drag you here......"

He raised the sword in his hand, and the pale black spiritual power suddenly froze, and then converged.

Gu Changsheng seemed to suddenly understand something.

It seems that they are here to catch demons, but they are actually ambushed by others.

In the darkness, I don't know when a few more swords came out.

A few more swords, that is, a few more people.

Gu Changsheng clenched the knife in his hand, he didn't speak again, and his realm strength instantly climbed to the peak.

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Ye Qing was feeling the changes in the spiritual power around him, and then he suddenly heard a few sounds of gold and iron intertwining.

He opened his eyes and looked somewhere here, he couldn't tell whether it was Luo Ning, Qin Boyi or Gu Changsheng. From the moment he saw the mist, he had already realized that he was trapped in a formation.

Ye Qing is a disciple of the Sword King Jiuhe, and he is also the strongest among the younger generation of the Gun Forest, his spiritual power is exceptionally strong because he is a sword caster, but he doesn't know anything about the formation.

He didn't know what he was up against, or who was in trouble on that battlefield.

He took a gentle step.

Then I felt a slight pain.

He looked at the bloodshot flying out of his left shoulder, was silent, and then retracted the footsteps he had just taken.

Ye Qing gently picked forward with his spear, and then he found himself trapped in an extremely dangerous formation, the most terrifying thing was that he didn't know where the owner of this formation was, and he didn't even know when he was trapped here.

A drop of sweat suddenly fell from his face that had been calm.

I don't know if it's because it's a little hot.

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Luo Ning and Qin Boyi naturally heard the sound of swords staggering, the sound of the collision at the beginning was extremely crisp, but later it began to become a little messy.

But the footsteps of the two men were still trapped next to the stone lion.

Qin Boyi stopped for a long time, and she also knew that the two of them were trapped in the formation.

Luo Ning asked softly, "Will you break the formation?"

Qin Boyi frowned, "It may be a bit troublesome. ”

Luo Ning pulled out the firewood knife on his waist, "I was also afraid of trouble when I chopped wood, but I also cut it." ”

Qin Boyi looked at the mist, listened to the sound of battle coming out in the distance, and said to Luo Ning, "This is different from what I thought at the beginning. ”

Luo Ning was puzzled, "What's the difference." ”

Qin Boyi slowly pulled out the Qiushui Sword from behind his back, "At first, I thought it was just one person. ”

The edge of the Qiushui Sword made the surrounding fog a little lighter, and then the girl's gaze fell somewhere in the mist, "It seems that they have sent the most people to deal with us." ”

Luo Ning asked in a deep voice, "Have you ever been beaten?"

Qin Boyi frowned, rolled up his sleeves, and then had a momentary hesitation on his calm face for the first time.

"My realm is higher, if I can't beat it, you can run. ”

Luo Ning was stunned, he didn't seem to realize the crisis in front of him, even people like Qin Boyi wanted to run away before they even saw the enemy, so what would they face?

The boy asked.

"What if you could fight?"

Qin Boyi's tone was like a yellow leaf blown down by the autumn wind, with a little sadness and helplessness on it.

Ten people came out of the mist, they were ten demon people, they were holding long knives in their hands, they couldn't see their faces clearly, but the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

Then Luo Ning seemed to understand why Qin Boyi wanted to let himself escape.

The girl clenched her sword.

"If you can fight, then you can help me fight together. ”