Chapter 113: The Sword Towards the Mountains

Two faint lines of prying eyes landed here, and then quickly retracted.

Long Qiu glanced at Li Chunshui.

Li Chunshui was expressionless and nodded slightly.

Two tracking signs flew in a northwesterly direction.

In that direction, there were two small cultivators in the Qi cultivation period who left quickly.

The footsteps did not stop, and one of them asked, "Senior Brother Zhang, are you arraigned now?"

The other shook his head: "Let's go out of the city, we are far away, those three should not have discovered us, if it is a summons, this distance is too obvious." ”

"Look at those three must be disciples of the Xuanmen Sect, I don't understand why the elders don't allow us to contact ......"

The younger junior brother sighed after speaking.

That Senior Brother Zhang glanced at Senior Brother, and his words were a little helpless.

"Senior Brother Liu, be cautious, don't have those messy thoughts anymore. ”

He was referring to the idea behind Senior Brother Liu's questioning.

They were tasked with staying in the city, and if they found any strange cultivators entering, they were to communicate the sect and not to touch it privately.

The elders told them that the faction was trying to solve the problems in the city, but did not explain to them why they were not allowed to come into contact with the disciples of the big faction.

They had heard some rumors, but they didn't want to believe them.

Because young people always have some dreams full of sunshine and justice in their hearts, and they are hot-blooded.

These two are the disciples of the Chongxuan Sect, and the disciples of the Lin family will naturally not come to do these things, which will make it seem that there are no three hundred taels of silver here.

Whether it was the Blood Demon Technique or the Lin Family's own Technique, those big factions could easily confirm it.

Of course, it is impossible for the Lin family to ignore such an important matter as the head of the family.

In the direction of the Black Shen Mountains, in several mountain cols a few miles away from the city, there was a foreign affairs elder and several foundation building disciples who were secretly stationed in the mountains.

Just when Long Qiu revealed his aura, the Lin family's foreign affairs elder who had taken Lin Xuan's father's place had already noticed it.

He sent a message to the Lin family, but he himself did not dare to act rashly, and more than 20 years of life in the shadows had worn out his sharpness.

He didn't know if it was the news that had leaked and the Immortal Sect had tracked it down, or if a junior had passed by by accident.

But he's not going to gamble.

That junior's breath is like a firefly in the night, and if he leaks his breath, it is like a torch in the night.

He thought that as long as he survived today, the matter here would be over, and the head of the family, Yuanying, would be hopeful.

Outside, several young disciples of the Lin family performed tricks next to the formation, guiding the qi and blood in the blood-shocking array into another conduction formation.

The speed of the Shocking Blood Array was getting faster and faster, and the blood mist was like a long rainbow being continuously directed to the other side.

Those young disciples didn't have any unbearable expression.

He looked up at it, and he didn't know what it was like.

In Luancui City, Li Chunshui and the three of them sent the city lord Yu Shen and followed the divine sense mark towards the outside of the city.

As far as they are concerned, the next thing to do is to find out what is going on with the Chongxuan faction.

They quickly stopped the two Chongxuan Sect disciples in the Qi cultivation period on the path in the jungle outside the city.

The two of them were a little apprehensive in their hearts in the face of the three young seniors of the Shangzong who suddenly arrived, but they were not afraid.

Because they are disciples of the Chongxuan Sect, the Chongxuan Sect is the lower sect of the Immortal Sect.

The two saluted respectfully.

"The disciples of the Chongxuan Sect have seen the three senior uncles, I don't know what the three senior uncles have to order?"

Long Qiu stared at the two of them, his expression was very unkind.

"Hehe, command? You Chongxuan faction rebelled and surrendered to the devil, Uncle Ben didn't dare to command. ”

Zhang Liu's expressions changed when they heard this, and the news was too shocking for them.

"It can't be!"

"No...... No, my Chongxuan Sect is the lower sect of the Immortal Sect, how can I ......?"

The rumors of some sects in the past became clearer in their minds at this time, and his face changed from shock to gloom.

If this is true, how can there be life today?

Li Chunshui was a little disappointed, he felt that there would be no clues on these two people.

They don't even know about their own sectarian rebellion.

A cyan glimmer of light began to flicker between Long Qiu's fingers.

"Why are you two here?What are the plans of the Lin family and the Chongxuan faction?Where is the core of the formation?"

"We're just two ordinary disciples, no...... I don't know what the plan is, the elder just told us to stare at the strange cultivators who entered the city......"

The two of them just told them about the task they were given, and they didn't know anything else.

There was a breeze blowing through everyone's hair, and Long Qiu raised his arm, his voice was cold.

"What's the use of keeping you. ”

"Spare ......"

"Amitabha!"

In the fear of the two Chongxuan Sect disciples, Wu Xing dodged to the vicinity of Dragon Hill and interrupted his spell.

Longqiu's breath stagnated, which made him very dissatisfied.

"Little monk, what are you doing!"

Wuxing clasped his hands together, and his little face, which was still a little green, was serious and compassionate.

"Before, the two of you promised that the little monk would not kill in vain, but they didn't know about it, and asked the donor's subordinates to show mercy. ”

Li Chunshui interjected coldly: "Do you want to keep them to report the news?"

Wu Xing looked at the two Chongxuan Sect disciples who were panicking.

"Amitabha, the little monk has offended!"

A vague outline of a golden Buddha shadow appeared around the little monk's body, and he pushed it out with one palm, and a golden palm shadow slapped towards the two of them.

It was as if there was a morning bell and a dusk drum ringing in the hearts of everyone.

Li Chunshui and Long Qiu were slightly unwell, and the two Chongxuan Sect disciples had fainted to the ground.

"Amitabha, this pure heart palm of the little monk can ensure that they will not wake up within a day, and the two donors can rest assured. ”

And to go to the Chongxuan Sect here, one or two hours at their speed is enough.

Li Chunshui nodded and turned to leave.

Long Qiu snorted coldly, looking very unhappy.

"Monks are trouble!"

Wuxing smiled bitterly and left with him.

Just now, when Li Chunshui and the three of them went out of the city to intercept the two of the Chongxuan faction, a cold white-clothed figure appeared in the sky above Luan Cui City.

He found Li Chunshui in Wangchuan City and followed him all the way here.

The sword intent is hidden, he is like a snow-capped mountain in the northern wilderness, cold and arrogant.

The pale red mist of light in the sky was intimate.

He didn't frown, things were simple for him, such a situation had happened once in his career, and it ended up in the same way.

That time he and Li Yunguang were the protagonists of the story, just like the three little guys.

He felt that the three little guys were very bold, but Lin Wangtian was even bolder.

It made him angry.

He pointed to the west.

A cold sword light erupted from his fingertips, passing through the pale blood-colored light and shadow, and falling towards the hidden col west of the city.

When the sword light fell into the sky above the mountain col, it silently differentiated into more than a dozen paths, and its speed did not decrease, and it stabbed down.

Like a rain of swords, the sound of rain rang out in the col.

The elder of the Lin family's foreign affairs, who was in a melancholy, and several disciples who were pinching the trick fell down at the same time, silently.

All of them were zenith swords, and they died without pain, and blood spread out.

But at this time, the bloody qi here was a little lighter than before, because the remaining sword light fell on those formation base array eyes and the two-zhang size guidance formation.

The eyes of the blood-mist-shrouded Blood-Pounding Array made a foamy popping sound, and then shattered.

The blood mist diffused and was dispersed by a gust of mountain wind, and no new blood mist was generated below.

However, in the matter of a sword, the bloody array has been broken.

Li Chunshui, who was galloping towards the Chongxuan Sect in the distance, suddenly felt something in his heart, and turned his head to look back.

Luan Cuicheng was already beyond the scope of his divine sense, and his brows furrowed, not knowing what was going on over there, it would actually make his sword pill tremble a little.

The blood-colored light and shadow above Luan Cui City flickered suddenly, and then faded away.

The sunlight shining into the city began to feel a little warmer, and everyone in the city felt a sudden relief at this moment.

It's like skin that has been tight from the cold and suddenly encounters heat.

City Lord Yu Shen fell to his knees and kowtowed to the northeast, which was the direction of the Immortal Sect.

The white-clothed figure cast his gaze like in the mountains, where troublesome things were there.

"Lu's sword hasn't been stained with blood for a long time, Lin Yishui, I hope you haven't aged yet!"

The light of the sword lit up, and he fled into the mountains to the west.

He is the Sword Sect Lu Qianfan, the Wind and Snow Divine Sword that had just broken through to Guiyuan ten years ago.

And Lin Yishui is the Supreme Elder of the Lin family, who was already in the middle of the Yuan Infant a hundred years ago.