Jumped up and danced with a sword.

A fine cold sweat oozed from Wang Shichong's forehead, this detachment seemed to be dancing the sword, but no matter where he attacked him, he had a way to deal with it, this elegant sword dance, the dance did not leak, how could it be good.

Looking at Jiang Zai and Li Fuxi, he didn't have any impulse, but just held the hilt of the sword tightly.

The sword of the road, three thousand drunk.

Wang Shichong used this style of pervasive flower drunkenness of three thousand against the fragmented sword momentum, which also complemented each other.

A strange scene instantly appeared in the field, on one side was the incomparably desolate demon territory, and on the other side was the majestic Celestial Alloy Pass, and the red sword light flying in the sky between heaven and earth and the sawtooth sword light with blue and white reflected each other.

Where the two of them fought, sand and stones flew, all kinds of spiritual power surged, flames exploded for a while, water flowed through for a while, and more sword light was like a thunderbolt.

And Li Fuxi and Jiang Zai killed the demon army behind them, speaking of this demon army, most of them were soldiers killed in battle of the Chinese Dynasty.

The soul is the main spirit, the main body of the soul, and the soul depends on each other for harmony, and yin and yang are in harmony with each other. If you lose your soul, you will have a flaw that cannot be made up. Zhang Mojun, who is well versed in this, used this to control most of the brave soldiers of the Chinese Dynasty, and most of the demons were soldiers who died in battle.

Li Fuxi and Jiang Zai are both long soldiers who are instilled in the palm of the sword, coming and going unhindered among thousands of demons, if the demons are torrents, the two of them are embankments.

The water and clouds are cast of cold iron for thousands of years, and a sword cuts out of the water and clouds, and the monstrous waves hit the demon group is a blank, and it seems that Li Fu's mana cultivation has improved again, and there is a monstrous trend.

Jiang hijacked the dragon sword and stabbed each sword, and the sword vaporized the dragon and killed hundreds of demons.

Looking at Wang Shichong who was in a hurry, he was puzzled, this detachment swordsmanship was obviously flawed, and his face even showed a painful look, for some reason, he didn't kill for a while, the flute sounded in the distance, and he flicked the arc-shaped sawtooth sword in his hand, Wang Shichong hurriedly dodged to the side and was cut his right arm by a snort.

I was terrified in my heart, thinking how could this sword fly and insert it into the epiphany fire shawl and hurt myself, knowing that the Taoist robe given by the Shepherd Sect was the most famous drape in the world, "Zhengyang".

The arc-shaped serrated sword dripped, spun and spun under the feet, and from a distance, it looked like a cloud of demonic green flames.

Wang Shichong saw that he flew away inexplicably, and he also rode the rouge beast to chase after him, looking at the increasingly dim world, his heart was as gloomy as if he had pressed a boulder.

The two chased and fled, and in the blink of an eye they were in a desolate place.

Wang Shichong lifted the reins of the horse, closed his eyes and opened his eyes, and his blue eyes reflected a strange scene. On the platform, sit on the ground with a serene expression, there are four stone statues around the platform, look like the Bodhisattva of the Western Zhai Tan Sect, the four Bodhisattvas are exactly the same, holding a melon-shaped sledgehammer with both hands to hit the King Kong sitting. I also know that I should break the enemy as soon as possible, but why is the Pangang Sword still trembling.

Zhili slowly stood up, drew his sword and pointed at Wang Shichong. shouted: "It can be known that there are no demons outside the gate, and they are all soldiers who died in the past." With a flick of his wrist, the arc-shaped sawtooth sword shot out!

Wang Shichong turned over a few times, and every time he brushed the edge of the sword, he was also frightened, Zhang Mojun's methods of transforming demons have also been heard, the demons outside this pass are all soldiers who died in battle in the past, so what are these people doing, slashing and killing the martyrs who have died, and insulting the corpses of their ancestors?

He smiled, "Is that all you mean by this means?"

The arc-shaped serrated sword slashed at the head, flew upside down, and slashed flatly. Wang Shichong staggered back, and was cut by the fragmented head, cutting the ink silk and green silk clothes on his body, picking up the phoenix Ling Xuan crown on his head, and cutting off the chain of Yuanshi chains. A sword wound on the chest couldn't bear to look at it directly, the wounded place was as rotten as fine rice, and it was already pitch black in a moment, and a thin blood mark appeared on the neck, bleeding slowly.

Death, incomparably close.

Wang Shichong's finger tapped the spine of the sword, and the seven colors on the Pangang sword changed into rainbow light.

With a shock to his body, he raised his sword and played the sword trick, and a huge gate roared up, covering a radius of ten miles. At the same time, the rainbow light on the Pangang Sword was also fully formed, and the sword grid hibiscus bloomed a little again!

Fragmented stepping on the sky, Wang Shi rushed to the ground, the two rushed in one place, each step was splashed with mud and sand, three steps apart, the two took out the sword to slash a hit, silently, the two swords together, next to the abyss.

His blood-red eyes became black and white, and he opened his mouth and said, "If it weren't for the Shu people blocking me outside the door, how could I die, the people of Bashu bear me!

A person with a black jade flute rushed out of the shadows and hit Wang Shichong, it was the little heavenly demon who had not left, He Hongyun.

"No!"

Wang Shichong felt a pain in his ribs, and before he fell into a coma, he found that Li Fuxi had been hit by the He Demon for himself, vomiting blood and flying.

Jiang Zai saw Wang Shichong fall off the cliff, Li Fuxi was seriously injured, and holding the dragon sword is a sword stabbing at the fragments!

Fragmented knelt on the ground and looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, Jiang Zai's sword pierced into Zhili's throat for three points, just when He Hongyun called, Fragmented Kankan regained his senses, Jiang Zai's eyes hesitated, "Beautiful young marshal?"

The green tendons on Dingzhi's forehead suddenly burst out, and he endured not being manipulated by the flute, jumped up and hugged Jiang Zheng and rolled away, and the original place was hit by the black jade flute out of a trench.

Jiang Zai raised his eyes and saw that his body was shining and turned into a three-inch-long Nine Tiger Broken Silver Knife. Raise the sword to block the black jade flute, put away the fixed soul object, then the black jade flute in He Hongyun's hand and the dragon sword in Jiang Zao's hand intersected, Jiang Zao's forehead lines flashed for a moment like a peacock opening the screen, He Hongyun's pupils shrank, and a black mark appeared on his forehead.

Jiang Zai exclaimed, "Heavenly Demon!"

He Hongyun lifted his robe to cover his face and exploded into a black mist.

Jiang Zai's vision was blocked, he raised his sword and retreated, and when he slashed another sword, the man was already nowhere to be found, and he had no choice but to kneel on the edge of the abyss, shouting: "Master!"

Li Fuxi covered his chest, slowly closed his eyes, and a tear came out of the corner of his eye, dripping on the blue clouds.

Yang Qing was worried about Wang Shichong and begged Qing Shi to take her to see the situation, and when the two arrived, He Hongyun was leaving, Jiang Zai called Wang Shichong, and Li Fuxi fell to the ground. And Yang Qing, but he felt that his body and mind were broken......

The next day, Yan Weigui cast a spell to integrate the Nine Tigers Broken Silver Knife, a thing that was spiritualized into Yang Qing's body, and Yang Qing regained his former vigor, but he still looked a little tired and his body was cold.

Yan Weigui opened his mouth and said: "Li Fuxi, seven days later, you and Yang Qing will return to the ancestral court together and become in-laws. ”

Li Fuxi's face was expressionless, and he should salute.

Yang Qing was shocked, and he didn't know how to refuse for a while.

Yan Weigui glanced at her and knew her thoughts, and said softly: "This is the last wish of the Duxiu Peak Lord before he died, I wish you well, speaking of which, you have the inheritance of Li Yan, and you are also worthy of being a disciple of my ancestral court." ”

Before Yang Qing came back to his senses, the wind chime had already cried into tears, grabbing Yan Weigui and shouting, "What's wrong with Chong'er?"

Yan Weigui took a deep look at Li Fuxi, and said slowly: "The master of Duxiu Peak was knocked off the cliff in fragments, and there was no trace of life and death. ”

Yang Qing looked at the dragon and phoenix in his hand in a daze, remembering that when he was unconscious, he heard a sound like nothing, his soul was fragmented, and Yuanyang continued his life.

Seven days later, Yan Weigui took Yang Qing and Li Fuxi back to the Jiangnan region, and the marriage of these two great gods naturally set off a wave in Jiangnan, and many people secretly muttered in their hearts, where did this Shenjian Village come from, and it actually caught up with the ancestral court.

In the calm and stable Jiangnan region, there are countless heavenly demons and golden immortals, demon kings and true dragons, and the singing and dancing are very lively. These Qing Shi didn't care, out of Tianhe Pass, it was another world, he took Jiang Zheng and wind chimes all the way down the Minjiang River, searching for Wang Shichong's traces......

And in the territory of Xiangyang, there are people in Tianhe Pass who are grateful to the master of Duxiu Peak for fighting and killing, and the name of Liuyu has been spread, including the dead Mo Daoran, the missing Wang Shichong, Li Fuxi and Yang Qing who returned to the ancestral court, and the nectar that was taken away by Ye Lingxiao in Qing Shi, who was looking for the master of Duxiu Peak and went away.

......

Wang Shichong was kicked by Li Fuxi and rolled off the cliff, fell for a few moments, and turned over to climb the vines on the cliff wall, and was about to grab it with one hand, when he found that the emerald green vine was actually a soldering iron head. Seeing that the soldering iron head was biting, his feet were kicked to his side, trying to avoid it with his strength, and the soldering iron head was like an electric probe, biting Wang Shichong in one bite. A boulder fell on it, thinking that it was caused by the aftermath of the battle between Jiang Zai and others, Wang Shichong was bitten by the soldering iron head, and he was hit on the head by the boulder when he lost his mind, and he didn't know anything with a buzz.

Then I saw Wang Shichong fall straight to the place shrouded in clouds and mist below, and fell into the Minjiang River, all the internal organs were as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he screamed miserably, and he couldn't wait to spit out all the internal organs, and he was completely unconscious......

The turbulent water wrapped Wang Shichong downstream, and Wang Shichong sometimes smashed on the reef, and sometimes was bitten by water beasts, but he never woke up.

A fishing boat came, an old man and a young man on the boat, the little girl watched the scenery on both sides, suddenly saw something, stretched out her hand and pointed, "Old man, I found it." ”

Lao Suo glanced at it and hurriedly said, "You look at the boat, I'll go and save people." As soon as the words fell, he jumped into the water, swam to Wang Shichong's side, and saw that he was rotten and swollen, and was about to swim back.

But I heard the little girl shouting from the boat: "The old man can't have legs and feet, hurry up and get him up." ”

"Hmph, I'm the Faxiang, who is old. Lao Suo retorted, and when he pulled Wang Shichong, his hand hurt, and he felt that Wang Shichong's bones were all broken into stones, so he had to swim slowly to the side of the boat, and was squeezed by the little girl on the boat.

The jade flute was knocked down, a figure pressed down, and he was kicked away, and in a hazy way, he saw Li Fuxi vomiting blood and falling.

"Don't!"

Wang Shichong sat up violently, but felt that his whole body was extremely sore, and his eyes were dark, and he fainted again.

The little girl pushed open the door and ran in to take a look, and shouted, "Lu Zu, this kid has just woken up." ”

Lao Suo, who was called Lu Zu, walked into the house to probe Wang Shichong's pulse, and said with a smile: "The foundation is not bad, the bones of the whole body are broken, the brain is full of blood congestion, and the body is full of wounds. One of the two sword wounds slashed his throat, and he died just a little bit. It's only been a little over a month and you've almost recovered, and your medical skills can be regarded as unique in the world. ”

The little girl rubbed her nose and snorted. and his eyes were peach-shaped, "I have never looked at him well before, but this kid is born with a good face." ”

Wang Shichong even fell asleep with a deep sadness between his eyebrows, his body was not only wrapped with rags, but also exuded a smell of medicine, the little girl saw the steel sword pattern on Wang Shichong's arm, and touched it curiously.

Wang Shichong slowly opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything, and Lao Suo sighed and looked very helpless.

The little girl inexplicably felt that her nose was a little sour, "Is he blind?"

Lao Su nodded lightly and said, "The blood on the brain is accumulated, not only is I blind, I am afraid that the heavenly spirit is damaged, and the memory is also broken." ”

The little girl took Wang Shichong's hand and was about to comfort her.

Wang Shichong raised his face slightly, and said, "Who am I?"

End of Volume I.