Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Ink Sword Becomes a Demon of Itself

The bright red of the morning sun seems to be flowing with blood and tears, which are flowing for the shocking tragedy of the deer head set for more than ten miles.

Ma Yu hugged Xu Renzhi, his face full of tears: "Master Xu, who did it?" ”

Xu Renzhi's eyelids moved slightly, and he seemed to use his last strength to move to the left.

Ma Yu looked to the left, and it was Master Xu's medicine box.

Han Xiangtian was quick to take the medicine box and opened it, only to find that there was only a blood-stained prescription inside.

"Cup poison detoxification and dispersion, a money turtle, a black-backed scorpion king, three coins of the Far North Elk antlers, three-legged gold black blood, Mobei fine gold sand, slow fire for two hours, ten thousand poisons can be dispersed."

Han Xiangtian handed the prescription to Ma Yu, Xu Renzhi suddenly opened his eyes, saw that the prescription was safe and sound, and finally said weakly: "Lingxi...... Insect...... Valley, ghost ...... Ghost Doctor. ”

Spit out these words with all his might, Xu Renzhi swallowed.

"Master Xu!" Ma Yu roared, wanting to cry without tears.

Master Xu searched for a prescription for himself, and returned immediately after the three-day appointment, but he died on the edge of Lutouji, who is it, why do you want to kill innocents like this!

"There's a living person over there!" Han Xiangtian pointed to the low-lying land not far away, and there were twenty or thirty people kneeling on the ground with their backs to them, which were the masters of Lutouji who were specially responsible for transporting goods.

"Go and save someone!" Ma Yu immediately got up and rushed to the depression.

Han Xiangtian followed, his eyes full of doubts, how did it look like a trap?

Sure enough, the two rushed to the depression, only to find that the group of masters were foaming at the mouth and delirious, as if they had fallen into an extremely strange evil spell.

Ma Yu shook one of them vigorously: "Wake up, what happened, where is the murderer?" ”

Han Xiangtian looked into the distant sky, and several black dots were approaching at high speed.

If you look closely, the black dots are lined up like geese, and they are strictly ordered, and they are the ranks of the Aerospace Forces.

"Brother Yu, leave it to the official family to deal with, if we don't avoid the limelight, it will cause trouble, don't forget that we are still wanted." The Aerospace Forces have arrived, and if they don't hide, I'm afraid they will be punished as murderers.

Ma Yu unwillingly dragged a young man with dementia, "Wake up, what's wrong with you!" ”

His arms were bound to Ma Yu, and Han Xiangtian whispered in his ear: "You can't save them, we have to go!" ”

The Guangwu Empire was vast, and simply sending news by letter was only suitable for the people.

In order to facilitate the understanding of the enemy's situation, the military built a huge astrological platform in the north of Jinjing.

This is a psychic team composed of up to 100 array warriors, relying on powerful formations, it can sense the abnormal fluctuations of martial qi in the entire territory of the Guangwu Empire, and has the authority to deal with it beyond the level.

If there is a sudden attack by enemy troops somewhere, the surrounding garrisons can react within an hour, which is why the Aerospace Forces come so quickly.

Han Xiangtian was thoughtful, the people of Lutouji were slaughtered, and the astrological platform must have made an early warning, and notified the surrounding troops of the alarm as soon as possible.

The Aerospace Force is just the vanguard, and the Guangwu Empire Inspection Team is definitely not far away.

Just as he wanted to drag Ma Yu away, there was a sudden earthquake-like tremor on the ground, and the solid ground suddenly refracted countless black lights from the inside out, and the murderous aura was soaring.

The black light quickly condensed into a ball in the sky, like a black scorched sun, enchanting and charming, covering the morning sun with endless evil energy.

The group of deer heads who knelt on the ground gathered the people, and collectively kowtowed, babbling and babbling inexplicable language to the black sun.

The black yang was in full bloom, and suddenly sprayed countless black thorns downward, piercing the hearts of every kneeler.

"Bastard!" One move pierced the heart, erasing dozens of lives in an instant, completely angering Ma Yu.

Han Xiangtian was silent, his eyes were slit, staring at the black sun above the sky, it was complicated.

The people who were supposed to die when they were pierced through the heart staggered to their feet, but their faces were full of black gas, and the whites of their eyes turned out, and they had become manipulated corpses.

Several people stretched out their hands that had their nails cut off and scratched at Ma Yu's body, and their blackened teeth wanted to bite him.

Ma Yu pushed and rubbed the group of corpsed civilians: "Don't force me! ”

A black light flashed from the corner of his eye, and the air was rubbed into a whistle, and a long halberd pierced through the chests of the five people in front of Ma Yu.

Han Xiangtian held the halberd in both hands, his face was cold, and he shook his head, "If you can't do it, let me come." ”

"No, to the sky, I'll deal with them, you shoot that black sun down!" Ma Yu raised his arms to block the corpses besieging him, deliberately not letting Han Xiangtian see his tearful face.

These simple corpses are not opponents of martial artists at all, Ma Yu clamped one of the arms he grabbed with one hand, pulled it hard, and easily tore it off, and black blood spilled all over the ground.

Han Xiangtian turned his back to Ma Yu, and when he heard the hunting wind behind him, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and he suddenly remembered his father's words: If you want to become holy, you must first become a demon.

Seeing that Ma Yu, who was kind by nature, finally got rid of his psychological barrier and was no longer soft on these corpses, he smiled with relief.

Looking at the black sun again, Han Xiangtian felt guilty in his heart, Brother Yu, this disaster is actually caused by my Han family.

The black of the black sun, the black of the ink sword; The black sun has no light, and the ink sword has no light;

Tianyu's swarthy thing is clearly the illusion of Han Jiamo's sword!

Since Mo Jian entered the Han family, he was secretly hidden by Han Xunzhong.

But Han Xiangtian accidentally discovered that his grandfather actually knelt down to worship the ink sword, or cut his fingers and smeared blood.

Later, the outside world talked about the lack of strength of the Korean public and the fame, and for a while, the Han family's position in the government and the opposition was in jeopardy.

Not long after, Han Xunzhong recruited dead soldiers on the grounds of practicing the strongest formation, and Han Xiangtian had seen with his own eyes that there were families in the backyard of the Han family who frequently dug pits and buried dead soldiers who looked like dried corpses.

The young man's bold Han Xiangtian quietly entered the secret room in the mansion to investigate, but was overwhelmed by the evil aura emitted from the evil well in the sealed demon town in the house.

When he woke up, he was faced with Han Xunzhong's awe-inspiring face, except for the only bit of human taste in his pupils, his grandfather's whole body exuded the breath of a beast.

After receiving a serious warning, Han Xiangtian never saw any trace of the ink sword at home again.

Then there is the victory of the Korean public front, the only general will break the lonely city, the ink sword will cut the sky, stir up thousands of sails, and the enemy who will come will be ambushed!

Since then, the Han family has become famous and firmly established the second position of the Guangwu Empire's protector.

Han Xiangtian pointed at the sky, his eyes were fierce, and he speculated in his heart: "The ink sword is extremely evil, it is a sharp weapon from the sky, grandpa may use human blood to suppress him, then today I will use the blood of my Han family to see if I can take it." ”

Grandpa disappeared in Ma Mansion, but he saw Mo Jian shoot out with Ma Yu with his own eyes.

At first, Han Xiangtian thought it was his grandfather's power throwing, but now he finally figured it out.

It is clear that the ink sword has escaped from the master's shackles and changed by itself!

Thinking of Chu Hu's death, Han Xiangtian had an eyebrow in his heart, could it be that you did it?

"Open the door, close the door, open!" The left and right brains seemed to be filled, and the strong martial qi suddenly filled the limbs, Han Xiangtian didn't seem to feel his weight, and the heavy halberd in his hand became as light as a feather.

Biting the tip of his tongue, he suddenly spit blood on the tip of the heavy halberd, and one person and one halberd between heaven and earth were shrouded in blue light, and occasionally the flying sand quickstone with glowing points of light was adsorbed on the heavy halberd, making the martial energy around Han Xiangtian a little stronger.

"Go ahead!" Han Xiangtian used all his strength to throw the heavy halberd stained with his own blood towards the ghost black sun......