Chapter Forty-Seven: The Thundering Sword of the Nine Shadows!
On the way to the rapid fall, Mu Wen's body seemed to be tied up with five flowers and could not move.
Fortunately, when he jumped, he aimed in the direction of the thundering sword, stretched out his hand with difficulty, and barely reached the hilt of the sword.
"Wow!"
In an instant, the palm of his hand was charred black, and even the entire right arm was smoking.
Under this kind of pain, everyone will let go, Mu Wen is a human being, and he is so painful that he lets go.
But just as he let go, his left hand hurriedly pounced again, and this time he gathered spiritual power to fight on the palm of his hand after he was ready, enduring the numb thunder flower.
Mu Wen gritted his teeth and tried to pull the Thundering Sword out of the Nine Shadows Gate, but he overestimated himself, and with a "whoosh", he was taken by the Thundering Sword into the Nine Shadows Gate.
There was no trace of Mu Wen and the Thundering Sword in the pit, and they disappeared with purple lightning.
When Qin Dong jumped down, he saw a hollow.
"Impossible!"
Qin Dong had a hideous face, seeing with his own eyes how could there be no one when Mu Wen jumped down, he excitedly ordered to search the mountain, threatening to find out Mu Wen even if he turned over the entire valley.
Outside, Li Chongsen had already led people to capture the clansmen of Liufu, and he said to Liu Yuanhu, who was injured: "Patriarch Liu, are you guilty of hiding the sword servant?"
"Despicable villain, if you want to kill or come at me. Liu Yuanhu coughed up blood, and there was no room for negotiation at this moment, only a little luck: "They don't know, let them go." Taking the lives of innocent people will only ruin the reputation of your Douling Temple. ”
Li Chongsen shook his head with a smile and replied, "I'm afraid it's not so cheap for you people." ”
Looking at his expression, Liu Li and Liu Ziqian were frightened, they were still in the shock of Mu Wen's sword attendant status before, but now they are in a huge wave of fear.
". Liu Sheng's face was swollen, and he struggled to yell at him: "Li Chongsen, I want to fight you alone!"
Li Chongsen ignored him.
"Brother Yanagi, be quiet. The willow monkey who was tied to the side cried and whispered, "If we set him on fire, we will only be beaten." ”
Liu Sheng bit his bruised mouth: "Mu Wen, Mu Wen, I really didn't expect it"
There was silence.
"Teng. ”
Qin Dong strode out, his bloodshot eyes slanted here: "Chongsen, you caught all these people?" ”
When the words fell, Qin Dong opened his voice and shouted, and his voice echoed in the valley: "Heresy, you listen to me, if you don't come out again, Lao Tzu will kill all these people in Liufu." ”
It was still quiet, only the sound of rain.
Qin waved the three-edged halberd unkindly, and some people in Liufu were shocked, and many people cried and shouted to beg Mu Wen to come out, but the time of half a pillar of incense passed and there was no movement.
Just when everyone was desperate, Li Chongsen unexpectedly said: "Hall Master Qin, killing at one time is just a quick knife to cut through the pain of chaos. Why don't you wait until dawn, if Mu Wen doesn't show up, it's not too late to execute the people of Liufu one by one. Seeing people close to me die one after another, this kind of pain will definitely appear in ordinary people. ”
Qin Dong thought about it: "It's according to your opinion." ”
The people of Liufu breathed a sigh of relief, but the tense nerves tightened even more with the time of suppression.
Muwen, who has become the target of public criticism, is not in a good situation.
He was taken into a strange place by the Thundering Sword, a space that did not look like a human. To use a figurative analogy, it looks like a long pipe, and perhaps it is more appropriate to compare it to intestines, because the surrounding walls are like flesh that moves.
"Where is this?"
The three words of idiocy came out of his mouth, and Mu Wen immediately shut up, but unfortunately it was too late.
"Whoa. The blood-baring monster crawled towards Muwen, the viscous liquid on his body stinking and filling his sight. These unknown monsters seemed to be very strong, and Mu Wen felt a sense of oppression from them.
See, these are creatures of the abyss.
A spirit suddenly flashed, and when his gaze fell on the black mist mirror behind him, Mu Wen knew where he was.
It is not the human world, nor the abyss, but a dimensional passage between the human world and the abyss.
Underworld!
The three thousand worlds are endless, and this passage is just one of the underworlds.
Mu Wen swallowed his saliva, goosebumps all over his body were pierced by those seemingly non-existent wails, and seeing that the monsters were about to arrive, he hurriedly used the sword spirits to fly away.
"Click. A terrifying scene appeared.
The monsters staggered and grabbed the sword spirit with their bare hands, greedily gnawing on it.
Mu Wen's mouth opened into a circle, feeling the emotion of asking for help conveyed by the sword spirits, blood was dripping in his heart, and he took the sword spirits back again and again in pain. A hundred sword spirits have all been bitten through, how outrageously strong are these monsters?
"Whoa. They pounced angrily.
Mu Wen turned around in a panic and ran, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he saw the thundering sword suspended above his head, this guy seemed to be watching the play all along. Sure enough, Lei Mingjian shook its body, as if it was laughing at Mu Wen, and it lost interest in continuing to watch the play and wanted to fly into the depths of the passage.
Without thinking of anything in his head, Mu Wen jumped up and grabbed the Thundering Sword.
"Whoa. "My whole body was so electric that it smoked.
Mu Wen screamed in pain, and shook his thundering sword fiercely, and the purple thunderbolts of "crackling" and "crackling" were blasted everywhere, and those abyss monsters turned into a puddle of scorched slag whenever they touched it.
The frightened monsters ran away without a trace.
"It's so strong. Mu Wen sighed in admiration in pain, and pressed his feet against the wall, not letting the Thundering Sword fly inside. There was a feeling that my arms were going to be broken, but I just wouldn't let go. If you are brought into the Nine Shadows Abyss by the Thundering Sword, you will never be able to return to the world.
"Ahhhh
Mu Wen's tears overflowed because of the pain, staring at the Thunder Sword and speaking with difficulty: "I know you can understand my words, you are very smart, the Nine Ghost Sword Spirits are all intelligent existences, do you know, the Sword Servant Sect has been slaughtered, as the Dao Master of the Creation Sect refined to protect the Sword Servant Sect, how can you still stand by coldly and beg you, help me?"
If it weren't for his feet against him, Mu Wen would have even wanted to kneel for it, well, a human would have knelt down for a sword.
The Thundering Sword seemed to sense Mu Wen's tragedy, and miraculously stopped, and did not release any more torturous purple lightning, it quietly turned around and levitated in front of Mu Wen.
Mu Wen's arm was already scorched, and he moved against his shoulder to touch the Thundering Sword, and at this moment, the Thundering Sword suddenly shook his body from side to side.
"Smack. ”
From left to right, and then from right to left, it slapped Mu Wen twice with the blade of the sword, as if a beautiful woman had slapped a poor boy twice to stop pestering him.
After two strokes next to each other, Mu Wen couldn't feel the presence of his face anymore.
If you cut the meat with a knife, you can eat it, although the taste is a little bitter.
Scold...
"Hahaha. ”
Mu Wen grinned inexplicably, his mouth was listed with blood, even without a mirror, he knew what he had become, a concrete and skinless charred body. laughed at his own indiscretion, hated his lack of strength, and confiscated the Thundering Sword instead of hurting him and became a scary appearance of no one or a ghost.
"Why, why don't you even the Nine Ghost Sword Spirits want to help me, you are the life given by my ancestors. Isn't there even a single person in this world who is willing to help me?!" Mu Wen's blackened hand grabbed the Thunder Sword again, made a crazy move, and stabbed the tip of the sword hard against his chest.
Inch by inch, blood did not flow from under the tip of the sword, but hot blood spat out from the corner of his mouth.
"Get into my body, boil my blood, and you will truly feel my pain and my sorrow!" Mu Wen's words were already vague at the back, and the thundering sword pierced through his body from top to bottom.
The degree of pain, even if it is evenly distributed to a thousand strong men, is a severe pain, and it is unimaginable to endure it with an amazing will.
It's a taste that drives people crazy.
Mu Wen had no choice, and if he couldn't convince the Thunder Sword, he could only rely on the most barbaric and dangerous method, which was to devour the Sword Spirit alive. Skipping the battle for the contract between the two sides, he directly stabbed the Thundering Sword into his body, and operated the Nine Shadows to domesticate and subdue it.
A sword servant who was only in the Lingwu realm, but tried to devour the thundering sword in the Nine Ghost Sword Spirits.
Big joke
But Mu Wen has already done it, and he is crying for himself with tears and suffering pain that no one can understand, he is crying for himself, as the young master of the Mu family, he should have been pampered all his life. But why, why do you have to endure humiliation and steal your life all the time, and you are still being tortured so much at this moment?
"A little more pain, it can make me a little more painful, hahaha"
"Dou Ling Palace, as long as I, Mu Wen, can get out alive, I will definitely set foot on the holy mountain and slaughter all of you one day in the coming day!!"
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