After returning to Lanruo Temple, Yan Chixia and Xia Yang's expressions were extremely ugly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Especially Xia Yang, this battle can be said to be a complete defeat for him!

He never thought that he had committed another self-righteous mistake.

If he had kept Xiahou Jian before he left, the other party would not have been killed at all. Or, if he asked Yan Chixia to stay, he would never go to this result.

Xia Yang couldn't help but reflect, was it because his cultivation had progressed too fast during this period of time, which caused his mentality to be unstable and a little inflated?

I knew that my soul had just achieved something, and I only had the ability to protect myself, and it would be useless to go there, but I still went with my soul. Now that he can't pretend to be forced but is slapped in the face, what does he have to say besides blaming himself?

Although he also had the intention of protecting Ning Caichen and not wanting to expose his strength so quickly, so that the old demon could take precautions, Xia Yang knew that this reason could not deceive him.

His martial arts heart is immaculate and can illuminate all thoughts, so he can't deceive himself, and he knows very well that deep in his heart, it is indeed because he is too arrogant and underestimates the dryad. If it weren't for that, he really had too many ways to keep Xiahou Jian from being poisoned.

Ning Caichen saw that Xia Yang had been sitting on the couch with his eyes closed, motionless, but after opening his eyes suddenly, his expression was extremely solemn, and his face sank like water.

And the bearded man also walked in from the outside, with a black face and an air of being unapproachable.

Both of them didn't say a word, and when they came back, they walked out together.

Ning Caichen was just a nerd, but he was not a fool, so he could naturally realize what should have happened, and strangely, he hurriedly followed.

When he came to Tallinn behind Lanruo Temple, Ning Caichen saw the bearded man pull out the long sword behind his back, use the sword as a shovel, dig a hole, and then put another iron sword in his hand into it, and then sighed in a regretful voice: "Brother Xiahou, Brother Xiahou, although you kept entangled with me during your lifetime, and caused me to hide in Tibet, I had to avoid you, but you are also a bright and upright swordsman." It's a pity that in order to pursue the reputation of the world's number one sword, you are so ambitious that you even changed your name to Xiahou Sword, but after so many years of martial arts, you have not advanced but retreated. False name hurts people, otherwise, with your strength, how can your state of mind be so fragile, so easily victimized by that old demon?"

Hearing this, Ning Caichen finally understood that the two of them had such a heavy expression, but at the same time, he was also startled, and said in a trembling voice: "That...... That man...... Dead?"

Xia Yang glanced at him and didn't speak. Yan Chixia ignored him even more, and sighed to herself: "Yan is incompetent, seeing that you were killed by the tree demon, but he couldn't save you, and he couldn't even find his body." Now I can only bury you with a sword during your lifetime, and replace you with a sword, hoping that you will reach Bliss as soon as possible. Yan swears here, he will eradicate the old demon and avenge you, you have a spirit in the sky, rest in peace!"

After burying Xiahou Jian, Xia Yang also stepped forward to salute. In the final analysis, he could have saved Xiahou Jian, but he couldn't escape the blame for letting the other party die because of his arrogance, he was silent for a while before he spoke: "Brother Xiahou, you and I have never met before, and we can't talk about cause and effect. But I can't save you today, and it's my responsibility, don't worry, I will definitely destroy that old demon with my own hands in the next day, and I will never let you die in vain!"

The two then looked at each other without saying a word, and worshiped themselves for a while, Ning Caichen did not speak again in view of this, and after worshipping twice, he went back to the house.

Under the heavy grief, Yan Chixia suddenly took out a wine gourd, took a big sip, then picked up the long sword, roared, and jumped up.

"The Way of the World!"

Yan Chixia held a sword in one hand and a wine gourd in the other, and every word was like thunder, and she danced in front of the grave of Xiahou Jian.

"Dao Dao ......"

He kept chanting the word "Dao" in his mouth, and the sword light was like a dragon, and the cold light flickered.

"It's a good way, it's a very good way!"

Between the movements of his body, his sword was like a rainbow, unstoppable.

"Heaven and earth, humanity, swordsmanship, underworld, white, ecliptic, equator, left, right, there is no way, everyone says that he is very ......"

He swung his sword wildly, seemingly out of order, but extremely powerful. The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, the wind is whistling, and there is a full sense of indignation in the singing.

Xia Yang understood that he was too disappointed in this human world, and while hating demons, he was also angry. If it weren't for the fact that people's hearts are not ancient, how could the world be so filthy!

Just like this Xiahou Sword, if you don't fight for it, you can save yourself by relying on your own strength, how can you be harmed by demons?

Yan Chixia was full of sorrow, waving her sword and dancing, as if she wanted to cut a gap in this dim world and sprinkle a piece of clarity!

Xia Yang wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't do anything, so he could only be silent.

At this moment, he suddenly sensed keenly that there were a few faint yin and evil qi coming from Lanruo Temple, and they were heading towards Ning Caichen, and he couldn't help but stare at him, and said in a deep voice: "Bold and demonic, dare to harm people?"

Xiahou Jian had just been killed, and now he could be said to be deeply disgusted with these demons and monsters, and under the anger in his heart, his body immediately moved, and he quickly swept towards Lanruo Temple.

Although Yan Chixia was not as amazing as his spiritual sense, when she heard the word demon, she also stopped dancing her sword and quickly followed!

After the two went in, they found that Ning Caichen was not in the Xia Yang room, but in another room next door, packing up a straw mat and tidying up his bamboo basket.

"Brother Tai, bearded, why are you back?" Ning Caichen couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw them rushing in in a hurry.

Yan Chixia didn't look at him, but just asked Xia Yang, "Brother Xia, where is the demon?"

"It's up there!"

Xia Yang clearly sensed that those few yin and evil powers were emitted from the upper layer of this room. At the same time, he also thought of what was going on, stepped forward and grabbed Ning Caichen's hand to see that there was indeed a shallow wound on it.

Yan Chixia looked up and saw that there was a big hole above this room, and when she jumped up to take a look, she knew what was going on: "It turned out to be just a few living corpses!"

These living corpses were covered in skin and bones, all of them were sucked dry by the tree demon and died, because they were awakened by the blood flowing from Ning Caichen's cut fingers just now, so the yin qi was very light, which concealed Yan Chixia's spiritual sense.

However, after Xia Yang cultivated his divine soul, his divine thoughts increased greatly, and although these living corpses in the plot concealed Yan Chixia, they did not want to escape his induction.

Just when Yan Chixia was about to clean up these living corpses, she heard Xia Yang snort coldly, although a stream of qi and blood was released from his body, and it shook and penetrated the wooden board.

These living corpses had just been activated, and they couldn't bear this powerful masculine blood at all, so they were blown away in a flash, and their bodies melted away, disappearing between heaven and earth, leaving only a foul smell.