Chapter 50: The Death of the Sword

The sun was rising, the east was white, and the afterglow of the early morning was sprinkled on the wasteland outside the barren hill city.

Under the illumination of the morning light, the figures of the nine people suddenly swept out from the woods in a radius of hundreds of feet, and then rushed towards the mountains that were close at hand.

The hearts of the nine people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, after going through all the hardships and dangers, they finally escaped from the woods, and everyone had a new understanding of the horror of the Duo Army Great Witch.

"It's coming! It's coming!"

Qin Yu shouted frantically in his heart, Yu Guang glanced at the map in his hand, as long as he reached the foot of the mountain, less than ten zhang away, there would be nine hidden paths, one of which was able to go directly to the territory of Huaguo, and then dozens of zhang, the sheep intestine trail separated from this hidden path did not know how to geometry, as long as the nine people could successfully enter this hidden path, according to the guidance of the map, it would be easy to get rid of the pursuit of the Duo army。

Everyone raised their speed to the limit, and the nine of them rushed towards the mountains like nine lightning bolts.

"Just let you go, wouldn't it make the world laugh at the old and incompetent!"

In the old man's voice, a touch of cold and infiltrating chill was suddenly added, and the killing machine surged, and strange fluctuations suddenly surged from the body of the white-robed old man, but in a green light, countless wrist-thick cyan canes, hard as iron, but as thin as steel needles at the tip, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, roaring all over the world, so dense that there was no gap!

In the eyes of the nine people, a touch of horror suddenly appeared, looking at the vines that burst into the sky, flashing with a metallic luster, and a sense of powerless despair suddenly arose in their hearts, such a strong and intensive attack, even if it is a strong person on the throne, most of them are going to die here, not to mention that the overlord sword is now seriously injured, and there is not much left of the strong true qi, and the eight of them are just the strength of the martial arts realm.

"Go, don't look back!"

The sound of the sword breaking came to the eardrums of the eight people, pulling the eight people back from their momentary distraction, and then a touch of hideousness appeared on everyone's face!

Never give up! Even if there is only the slightest glimmer of hope, we must hold on to it tightly, and never let Hua Qing and Ling Jiannan's treacherous tricks succeed!

Nine hidden paths were close at hand, and under the coercion of life and death, the speed of the nine people increased again, and they swept away.

However, the speed of the sharp vines in the sky is much faster than that of the nine people after all, and when the nine people reach the hidden path, the dense and rain-like sharp vines are finally only ten zhang away from the nine people, and the fierce wind brings a tingling sensation to everyone's skin, and in a few moments, it will directly penetrate the bodies of the nine people!

"Let's go!"

The figure of the overlord turned abruptly, his face was facing the whistling vines in the sky, and his eyes surged with a touch of awe-inspiring color, like two lightning bolts that slashed through the air, emitting a glittering brilliance!

At this moment, Badao made the last decision in his life!

"Hahaha...... Morning dew and epiphany, close to the end of the world. Ten rivers and rivers, after all, flow eastward. Ninety thousand miles of sky, who asks the top! The rivers and lakes have a lifetime, wielding a knife wantonly, hurry! Hurry!"

Ba Dao Chang smiled, his indescribable ambition and pride and wanton freedom could not be described in words. At this moment, the overlord sword has seen through life and death, and he wants to use **, for his disciples, as well as the seven disciples of the Jiuhua Sect, to block the overwhelming sharp vines, so that they have enough time to enter the hidden path.

In the meridians in the body of the overlord sword, the true qi suddenly reversed, and the huge rebellious force instantly shattered his meridians and swept towards his whole body!

Self-destruct!

This is a means for a warrior to die with the enemy when he is in a desperate situation, and the rebellious power formed by the sudden reversal of true qi produces a huge destructive power!

"Hahaha!"

The sword looked up to the sky and smiled, there was no fear of death in his expression, and suddenly, a terrifying force erupted from his body, and the ** of the sword burst open in an instant, turning into a rain of blood.

At the same time, a violent ripple of power swept out, and the vines in the sky turned into wood powder in an instant under this force.

The earth cracked apart in a devastating manner, flying sand and dust, obscuring the sight of everyone in the Duo army.

"Master!!"

The mad knife let out a terrible cry of pain, like crazy, picked up the long knife and wanted to fight with the Duo army witch, but was hit by Changsheng's palm, fainted, and then Changsheng took the mad knife and disappeared into the hidden path with the other six people.

The dust and sand in the sky dispersed, and all that appeared in the sight of all the Duo soldiers was a deep pit ten zhang wide on the ground, and there were still half of the other people's figures.

......

On this night, in a bamboo house in Qingzhu Garden, Jiuhua Mountain, the dim light shook gently with a wisp of breeze, and under the light, Tian Geng's slightly dignified face was illuminated.

In front of Tian Geng, there is an octagonal compass, exuding a trace of ancient and esoteric charm, engraved with obscure and complex lines, and the eight corners of the compass are placed with eight amethysts, exuding a faint glow.

The compass rotated slowly, Tian Geng's eyes narrowed slightly, his hands were stretched, and he was placed on top of the compass, his eyes as deep as stars.

Click

Suddenly, an amethyst made a cracking sound, Tian Geng's expression also suddenly froze, his eyes opened, and in his stunned gaze, the amethyst burst into a pile of crystal powder.

"Uncle Sword...... It's a loss!"

Tian Geng muttered in disbelief, then stood up abruptly, pushed the door out like a violent wind, and swept towards the backyard of the meditation hall, the easily impassable residence.

At this time, it was the third watch in the middle of the night, Yi Butong and Zizhu were resting on the bed, and suddenly, a violent knock on the door woke up the two!

"Master, it's me, Tian Geng, I have something urgent to tell you. Tian Geng said anxiously!

Yi Butong frowned slightly, and said, "What is so anxious, you have to come to me in the middle of the night." ”

"Master, I just learned from divination that Uncle Swordmaster died outside the barren hill city!"

As soon as he said this, the expressions of Yi Butong and Zizhu immediately changed, and they hurriedly dressed and opened the door for Tian Geng. Qingzhuyuan was the first to take office, that is, Yi Butong's master divination operator, who specialized in this divination technique all his life, as his apprentice, Yi Butong also saw the many miraculous uses of divination, so for Tian Geng's words, Yi Butong also believed in a few points.

Tian Geng pushed the door in, and the wild running all the way made him pant like a cow, but at this time, he didn't care about this, and hurriedly said: "Master, Master of the Sword and Senior Brother Qin Yu, and other eight disciples of the Jiuhua Sect are trapped outside the Barren Hill City, and the Master of the Sword is dead!"

"How sure are you about this matter?" Yi Butong said in a condensed voice, this kind of thing is even related to the entire Jiuhua Sect, and it is not allowed to be sloppy.

"Very sure!" Tian Geng said firmly, those eight amethyst represent the eight heads of the Jiuhua Sect, and the amethyst that represents the Badao has cracked into powder, which means that the Badao has died!

Yi Butong's face instantly became gloomy, and he asked, "How about Qin Yu and the other Jiuhua Sect disciples?"

"Jian Peak disciple Qi Hao died, and the eight people including Senior Brother Qin Yu have no worries about their lives for the time being, but I have divined that the location of Hao Jianfeng, a disciple of Qingyun Peak, is not with Senior Brother Qin Yu. "Tian Gengdao.

Yi Butong frowned, he faintly felt that this matter was a little strange, with the strength of the five-grade throne of the Ba Dao, looking at Hua and Duo, above him, there were only a few existences, besides, the high walls of the Barren Hill City were strong, and there were hundreds of thousands of troops stationed there, as long as they stuck to the Barren Hill City, there should be no worries about their lives, why did Ba Dao lead a group of disciples of the Jiuhua Sect to the territory of the Duo Kingdom? Hao Jianfeng, a disciple of Qingyun Peak, was not with Ba Dao and the others, why was this?

"Master, the disciple has a word, I don't know whether to say it or not. ”

"Speak!" Yi Butong said in a deep voice.

"Huaqing is in charge of the sect, not a person from Huaguo, but a royal outcast of Shengzhiguo!"

"What?" Yi Butong's expression changed suddenly, and he lost his voice.

"Master, this is what I found from the relics of my ancestors. Tian Geng took out a bamboo slip from his arms, handed it to Yi Butong, and opened it.

The first overlord of Dao Peak, the people of the mountains and wilderness, under the bullying of the squires and tyrants, killed people by mistake, and then worshiped under the Dao Peak of Jiuhua Sect, and his temperament was like fire......

The first seat of the Netherworld Cave, the ghost Netherworld, an abandoned baby in the wilderness, was already dying when it was discovered by the disciples of the Netherworld Cave, but after being in a coma for three full months, it was incredibly alive, with a strange personality, uncertain, and unpredictable......

......

And when the last line of the bamboo slip met Yi Butong's eyes, his face immediately used a touch of consternation.

The first seat of Qingyun Peak, the head of Jiuhua Sect to teach Huaqing, the royal family of Shengzhi Country, failed to compete for the throne, fled into the country of Hua, and then worshiped under the Qingyun Peak of Jiuhua Sect!

Yi Butong couldn't help but gasp, and the doubts in his heart were instantly solved!

This trip to Barren Hill City is a conspiracy of Huaqing, and its purpose is to let Badao and a group of disciples of Jiuhua Sect die outside Barren Hill City, which will lead to a situation where Jiuhua Sect and Duo Country will not die, so that Shengzhi Country can reap the benefits of fishermen.

In this way, it can also explain why Hao Jianfeng was not with Ba Dao and the disciples of Jiuhua Sect, and Hua Qing was still a little reluctant to hand over the apprentices he handed over.

"Tian Geng, you go back first, don't tell anyone else about this matter!"

It is easy to pass the channel, since Qin Yu and the others have no worries about their lives, then they will return to Jiuhua Sect soon, and only then can Huaqing's conspiracy be completely exposed, otherwise Huaqing's status in Jiuhua Sect can only be a startling snake, and Huaqing will inevitably kill people!

Tian Geng nodded slowly, he also knew the stakes in it! Then he walked out of the meditation hall and returned to his bamboo house, but his complicated mood was still difficult to calm down!

Three days later, at noon, the voice of a young disciple of Qingyun Peak suddenly came from the Qingzhu Garden.

"Uncle Yi, my master invites you to go to Tianhua Hall with all the disciples of the Jiuhua Sect to gather. ”