I only heard Wu Qiufang's voice just fall, and in the blink of an eye, the originally dead lake suddenly boiled, the lake bubbles burst out, blue light rose everywhere, and hundreds of water swords condensed by the lake water poked their heads out of it, roaring against the water, and there was a great tendency to soar up to 90,000 miles, rushing to fight to the death with the ghostly black shadow.

But the black shadows were not afraid, and they hovered in the air again, and turned into pitch-black and shiny long swords, like snakes spitting letters, and rushed downward.

Although the water sword is powerful and unstoppable, the black sword is also fierce, not to mention much. The two fought in the air, one side was like thousands of troops and horses galloping up, the other side was like a dead soldier flying down from the top of the mountain, a water and a shadow were originally intangible things, fighting back and forth, and suddenly the blue water sword was pierced by the black sword, and the soul returned to the lake; Suddenly, the black sword that was entangled in the mist was slashed down by the water sword, turning into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating with the wind.

But there is a black sword that is different, it sees a needle in the water sword group, dodges left and right, and constantly shuttles, and takes the young man's face door with the power of thunder.

The young man didn't dare to slack off, knowing that this black sword was the opponent's body, he stretched out his hands, grabbed two water swords and stabbed them, entangled with them.

Seeing this, Zhou Zong couldn't help clapping his hands and shouted: "Yes, use the Demon Slayer Sword to kill this monster!"

"Thank you Uncle for your advice." Although Qiu Fang said that the battle with the black sword was inseparable, he still did not forget to thank his uncle.

The situation in the field was fully seen by the Taoist, and his deep eyes were like the sea, which was unpredictable. After a long pause, he spoke: "Do you remember the Demon Slayer Sword Technique?" ”

"Although I have not cultivated a sword, you and... After all, I watched a lot. Zhou Zong stopped halfway through speaking, as if he had touched some taboo, paused, and still said this sentence a little stiffly.

The Taoist didn't care, and continued: "This person's spell is unpredictable and elusive, although she didn't fight with all her strength twice, but she can't tell her intentions, before Qiu Fang arrives in the painting city, you should be more careful." ”

Zhou Zong's heart is also sinking, although he said that he can't control the sky and the sea, but his cultivation is also famous in the world, and he will not be afraid, but seeing this black shadow is changeable, he also said before that the open gun is easy to dodge and the dark arrow is difficult to prevent. He knew that Senior Brother's concern was not unreasonable, but he also stubbornly said, "What, Senior Brother, you don't look down on my ability?" ”

Hearing this, the Taoist slowly shook his head, as if he knew that Zhou Zong was hard-mouthed, but he just sighed, and his voice trembled a little: "Since you became the master, your cultivation has stagnated, and you are good at being diligent and frolic, and it is difficult for you to be entangled in mundane affairs." ”

"When that man dies, you shut yourself up and ignore all your mundane affairs. This position of head is yours, I want to return this wrench to you, so that I can also experience this idle clouds and wild cranes, so uncomfortable days. Zhou Zong neither admitted nor denied the words of the Taoist, but said with some hatred.

"You know that I am indifferent by nature, I like to see the wind and clouds when I am young, I am willing to enter the rivers and lakes, and when I am old, I only know the way of cultivation in my heart, and I must not care about the customs in the door, otherwise why would I let Qiufang go down the mountain alone and take this risk." The tone of the Taoist was completely calmer than just now, and he had been concentrating on cultivation for twenty years, and it was still easy to be restless when it came to old things.

"Then how do you want Qiu Fang to check?" Zhou Zong suddenly asked, knowing that people had said that they were unknowable, but he still said more.

Hearing this, the Taoist turned his head sideways and stared at Zhou Zong's eyes intently for a long time. Zhou Zong also stared at him, his gaze was dark and dark, like a thousand abysses, bottomless.

"Are you really so reluctant to go down the mountain?" As he spoke, the Taoist turned his head calmly and indifferently.

"Because you promised me."

"Sticking to the rules is just drawing the ground as a prison and trapping yourself."

"Even if you put aside the agreement, you must at least protect him!"

"If I can protect it, I will protect it."

"Can you really protect it?"

Hearing this, the Taoist turned his head again to stare at Zhou Zong, their senior brothers have studied art together since childhood, and the master is very strict in discipline on weekdays, and the paranoia about the etiquette of the elders and children is almost harsh, so the small ones never really contradict the big ones. And although Zhou Zong said that he was a little stubborn, he was only playing tricks on his junior disciples, and he never dared to take this cold-faced senior brother who had killed people like numbness.

But this time, the Taoist quickly turned around, and shouted with a bit of anger, "I, Yan Qingyun, won't miss twice!"

The two of them were arguing with each other in the house, but they didn't see Wu Qiufang carrying two water swords and the black sword in a fierce battle.

If this black sword has divine help, it can even slash and slash, intercept the air like electricity, penetrate thousands of troops, and the moves are all deadly paths. On the other hand, Wu Qiufang, in addition to passive defense, can not play other tricks, although he has been practicing for a long time, but he lacks actual combat experience, and he seems to be a little busy while guarding the door, and he doesn't know how to use the Demon Slayer Sword for a while.

"Make the second sword first, and the dragon and snake will take off." Seeing that the disciple knew the strategy to break the enemy, but he didn't use it for a long time, he guessed in his heart that he didn't know where to start, so he shouted loudly and sent the good strategy into Wu Qiufang's ears.

This demon slayer sword is the way of the sword, a total of three sword moves, such as moving stars and changing houses, dragon and snake landing, and heaven and earth repeatedly, it is a move that has been passed down from generation to generation in the sword sect of Zhenghou Mountain, and Zhenghou Mountain as a Taoist road, since ancient times, it is the responsibility of slaying demons and subduing demons, and everyone is accustomed to killing demons in the sword slayer.

The young man received the order, committed himself down, and jumped into the water with a "plop", the black sword was unwilling to give up, chased straight away, and rushed into the water with a strong shot. But as soon as the black sword entered the water, the shadow of a young man appeared at the other end of the lake, and he jumped out of the water again, and after pulling some positions, he slapped the two water swords in the middle, combined them into one, and then pointed the sword to the sky with his right hand, and the thousands of water swords in the air seemed to have been ordered, and they turned around and went straight down, gathered together under the black giant screen, turned into a dragon shape, and rushed towards the black sword that followed out of the water.

The black sword was caught off guard, and the water dragon that was rushing to the front raised its claws and slapped it hard, and slapped it back into the water. The young man didn't dare to slack off, staring at the water, he knew in his heart that this black sword would not be so vulnerable.

Sure enough, the black sword entered and exited twice in the water, and was not moved by the power of the water dragon, and took the young man's face again with a "poof", and the speed was unstoppable.

The clear blue water dragon was not to be outdone, and the sharp dragon claw slashed his head and face and pressed down on the black sword, and the black sword borrowed its dexterity to drill out of the crack in the dragon's claw with a twist, and only wanted to take the young man's life.

Wu Qiufang was no longer afraid at the moment, even if he was inexperienced, but now he was very comfortable with the attack of the black sword, his left foot was a little above the water, he jumped forward, unfolded his sword, and shouted loudly: "Moving stars and changing houses!"

This roar seemed to change the color of the heavens and the earth, and a thunderbolt swept through the air, startling the surrounding trees for a while.

He raised the water sword, his body instantly became several times faster, and one after another afterimages stopped in the air, and his real body had changed four or five directions. This style of moving stars is to divide several afterimages at a very fast speed to occupy the direction of the star palace, and then form a circle to take the demon's life. Although the black sword is fast, it is not as fast as the figure of the young man at this moment, and although the water dragon raised its claws to the air, it was not idle, opened the dragon's mouth and roared back, tearing it at the black sword, blocking the black sword's retreat, forcing the black sword to move forward alone.

But the speed of the autumn boat, the black sword was beyond the power of the black sword, and the oblique stab attacked three moves, and it completely slashed on the young man's afterimage, although the afterimage was pierced, but it did not move at all.

And the young man stood proudly with a sword, the blue of the sword body and his clear eyes blended into one color, only to see that his afterimages had stood in the air, a sword pointed at the greedy wolf, a sword worshipped the sky, a sword became a broken army, and the last one was where his real body was, and he shouted again: "The sword kills seven kills!" ”

Those few water swords, those sword shadows, showed that the situation of the encirclement had been decided, and after receiving the young man's order, he killed the black sword like an angry wave.

The water dragon also roared and ran, and a dragon groan, like crying and complaining, like resentment, tore the loneliness of the night.

The black sword had no way to retreat, but the black qi skyrocketed, and it also emitted a sword roar, ignoring the water dragon behind him and the sword shadow on the side, he only wanted the young man's life.

The sword came out, the dragon groaned, the people fell, the cold light flashed, the sword shadow raged, and even a lake and a vein of mountains and rivers trembled, startling countless birdsongs.

The Taoist couldn't help clenching his fists, the black shadow demon technique was unfathomable, it was both invisible, and it could transform all things, not to mention that there were still killing moves, with the power of the autumn boat, it would be difficult to win.

Zhou Zong's center of gravity sank, ready to go, although he was in the thatched hut, but it was like a rainbow momentum, it was not difficult to imagine that he could fly into the arena with just a blink of an eye.

And in the air, the night in the mountains has long been driven away by the fighting of you and me, and only the killing machine and the mana of the head-to-head confrontation are still there.

With a loud bang, the water dragon and the sword shadow were gone, and the young man's body was pushed out by the air waves, and he fell on the boulder by the lake, looking fine. And the black sword has turned back into a black shadow, standing unharmed on the surface of the water, and the rich black gas is flowing.

She is so strong, the young man said silently in his heart, and for a while, he actually felt that the master was probably not much stronger than this black shadow. Thinking of this, my heart was a little sad for my own weakness.

At this time, Zhou Zong had already fallen to the young man's side, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

The young man nodded, and stood up strongly, although he knew that he could not defeat the black shadow, but he was not to be outdone, not to mention that the master was watching from the side, and he couldn't lose face.

Zhou Zong patted Wu Qiufang's shoulder, signaling him not to move much, and was about to say something, only to hear the cold voice of the black shadow: "The coming day is long." He didn't linger, let alone ignored Zhou Zong's cold snort, and turned into a long and narrow shadow and went through the sky.

For a long time, none of the three people at the East Pole Gate spoke. At night, it was a strange return, only the sudden rise of the breeze rustled the leaves. The wind moved and the clouds dispersed, and the moonlight came out from behind the clouds again, and a touch of moonlight fell on the surface of the lake, making the figures of the three of them a little heavy.

It was Zhou Zong who was the first to break the silence, his expression was solemn, and the voice that was neither high nor low was just enough for the three people present to be able to hear clearly, and he said: "Qiufang is going down the mountain, it is extremely dangerous, senior brother, can you see it?" ”

The Taoist was still standing by the window, he raised his head slightly, and he was not disturbed by the big battle just now, but stared deeply at the place where the black shadow went, and there was a taste of the world. After a while, when the fish jumped up from the water again and made a "plop" sound, he said quietly: "The defense is insufficient, and the attack is more than enough." The time has come, the doom has come, go down the mountain. ”

After saying that, the Taoist looked at Wu Qiufang again and read softly: "Remember what the teacher said." Leaving the parting words, the Taoist slowly paced back into the house, closed the window indifferently, and never looked at the two of them by the lake.

When Qiu Fang heard this, his heart trembled, his eyes were wet, he never expected the parting to be so sudden, obviously he was fighting with others just now, and in a blink of an eye, the master had finished the last sentence with him.

The sky does not sigh for autumn, and only teaches the moonlight to leave no one. Zhou Zong knew his senior brother's temperament, the window had been closed, and he would not mention the superfluous words, he turned around and patted Qiu Fang's shoulder again, but this beat was much softer, he wanted to say something to Qiu Fang, but he didn't know where to start, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence, "Qiu Fang, let's go down the mountain." ”

Hearing Wu Qiufang's response with a slight cry, Zhou Zong took out a yellow paper talisman and raised it into the air, a bright and bright flame crossed it, and a big eagle was born out of thin air.

"The road down the mountain is long, and Uncle Shi also has a lot of things to explain to you, let's go up the carving first." Zhou Zong knew that Qiu Fang was reluctant to give up at the moment, but he didn't know how to persuade him, so he had to urge him to go to the carving.

The night flickered brightly and darkly, the moonlight flickered in the clouds, suddenly outside the clouds, at this moment the young man's face was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see what his expression was, only to see him stretch to the ground, bowed to the thatched hut three times, pulled his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes, that is, he turned over the carving, and followed Zhou Zong to ride the moonlight into the sky.

After a long time, the door of the hut opened with a "babbling" and closed with a "babbling", and the Taoist came out of the house, and he looked up at the sky, and walked a few steps with slow steps, and came to the banyan tree by the lake.

He looked down at the ground again, and stretched out his withered right hand and patted the trunk of the tree, as clear as a pine branch on an isolated cliff.

The trunk of the tree seemed to sense something, and with the Taoist shaking, a short black thing fell from among the lush leaves.

This is a small peachwood sword with a short handle, about the size of two daggers, and the blade is slightly narrower, about three finger widths. The Taoist took the sword in his hand, gently patted the dust on the sword, held it in his hand and looked at it repeatedly for a while, it looked like an old friend reunited, and after a long time, he muttered, "Let's go down the mountain." ”

After that, he turned his thin and narrow body, and still looked out of the sky with those unfathomable eyes, but this look carried a trace of light that he had never seen before.