Chapter 442: The Old Man in the Black Sword

"Senior brother? Masters? ”

In the melee of the Yuan Infant, after Lao Liutou took his wife to kill a Yuan Infant, he was about to make a move on the next lucky audience of the Qingwu Sword Sect.

Unexpectedly, a puzzled voice suddenly came from beside him.

The two turned their heads to look, and a middle-aged man in the costume of the Qingwu Sword Sect was looking at them in disbelief.

"Little junior brother?"

The old willow raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Really?" The middle-aged man who was called the little junior brother by the old willow smiled bitterly, although he could see that he had relaxed a lot, but the long sword in his hand was still on guard.

"Senior brother, how could you...."

He didn't finish his sentence, and everyone understood the meaning.

"Little junior brother." The old willow looked at him retrospectively, but he didn't bother to chase and kill again, and the three of them were a little farther away from the center of the battlefield to avoid the area where the confrontation was most ferocious.

"Where's your swordsman?"

The corners of the little brother's mouth twitched, and he didn't reply when he heard the senior brother's question.

"When I was hunted down, there was no one in the people who hunted me down...", the old willow head sighed.

"That time, Jun and I were transferred by the master, and I didn't know about you and my sister when I came back afterwards." Even if the little junior brother is middle-aged, he still has red eyes like a child at this time. "As a result, not long after Jun and I came back, Master forcibly ordered Jun to sacrifice the sword for me, I wanted to leave with Jun, but I never thought that Master had already strengthened his control over our line, and he couldn't escape at all."

This sentence not only answered what Lao Liutou said, his own whereabouts when the chase happened, but also told Lao Liutou his swordsman by the way... has become a ghost in his own sword.

Old Liutou and his swordsman Menglan glanced at each other, after they fled, Lao Liutou wanted to save Menglan, but he didn't pay attention to the situation of the sect.

However, when I found those people who escaped from the sword soul lineage afterwards, I really didn't see a senior brother of my own lineage again.

It seems that in his own vein, after he escaped with Menglan, few of the rest of the people escaped!

"What about the other brothers?" Old Liu Tou asked suspiciously, before the battle, he had been paying attention to his senior brother intentionally or unintentionally, but only saw the junior brother, and the other senior brothers were gone.

The little junior brother's face twitched, and he was speechless.

Old Willow had a bad thought in his heart.

In fact, in addition to letting the sword attendant sacrifice the sword to the sword master, there are also some more disgusting regulations. For example, one of the most frightening is that some old and ungifted disciples will forcibly end their lives and use their lives to refine the sword again.

In this way, that sword would become an extremely spiritual weapon, and other cultivators in the sword soul lineage could control it with just some special Dao methods.

Because these swords have undergone two life refinements, their divinity and strength are much stronger than ordinary spiritual weapons.

"A few were killed after failing to escape, and a few were sacrificed to the sword. I'm not too old, and I've been living..."

Sure enough, the little junior brother finally said in a low voice.

"Senior brother, don't resist, let's go with senior brother." Old Liu Tou looked at the little junior brother sympathetically, "The evil sect of the Qingwu Sword Sect will be destroyed today, senior brother will spare your life, and you will no longer have to be imprisoned here day and night in the future." ”

The little junior brother shook his head when he heard this.

"Senior brother, since you escaped, the senior brothers and younger brothers have passed away one after another, and the master also died unexpectedly a few years ago. I've been alone all these years and have long lost the idea of living, and I know that you have good intentions to save me. But I don't have Jun, and my heart is already dead, in fact, those brothers who failed to escape back then hated you very much, because you escaped, so we couldn't escape. ”

"I want to fight with you again for those brothers who are unwilling to die and have grievances against you, and after this battle, no matter whether I win or lose, I will give an explanation to myself. I have only one request..."

"You say." Old Liutou understood the thoughts of the little junior brother in front of him, and he was also in such a state of death when he lost Menglan.

"Please sacrifice the sword with my body, let me live with Jun in this sword, and bury this sword in a quiet place."

"Good!"

Old Willow nodded, "I promise you." ”

"Thank you, senior brother, for making it complete." The little junior brother said, and the sword qi around him moved.

Meng Lan worriedly pulled the sleeve of the old willow head, and this scene fell in the eyes of the little junior brother, which once again made him feel a little more sad and reminiscing.

Senior brother and senior sister are still standing together intimately, what about my sword servant?

Thinking of the scene when Jun was forcibly tricked into jumping into the fire pit by his master, the little junior brother felt a pain in his heart.

Lao Liutou patted Menglan comfortingly, and sighed and said to the little junior brother, "In fact, in that chase, your senior sister was also in pain all over her body, and her soul almost overflowed, I begged a lot of people at the time to barely save her life, and then paid a lot of costs to make her wake up again." In fact, Menglan didn't even wake up for a year. ”

The little junior brother looked at them in amazement, he thought that the senior brother and the senior sister had already fled directly.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that the senior brothers and sisters have not had a good time these years...

"Senior brother, please."

Without further ado, he leaned his sword to the ground and made an offensive stance.

The old willow head also held a sword, and the two sides were about to break out, and between the ping-pong and ping-pong, there were already two black shadows fighting together for dozens of moves.

"Senior brother, has his strength improved over the years? What a strong sword move! ”

The little junior brother looked at the old willow head in surprise, he could clearly feel that the old willow head's tricks were not the tricks of the Qingwu Sword Sect, and his sword was even more sharp and ethereal, which surprised him.

The old willow smiled stiffly, this swordsmanship is really not an adventure.

It's just a sword move he got in exchange for working hard for the Fuling Gate over the years.

At this moment, the little junior brother suddenly made a sprint, and his sword move suddenly sharpened several times, as if he wanted to take the life of the old willow head. Menglan covered her mouth nervously, for fear that the old willow would have an accident.

Unexpectedly, the old willow head's face remained unchanged, and he directly pulled the sword in his hand, and the sword was broken.

The little junior brother smiled freely, and when he closed his eyes, he was about to be pierced by the sword of the old willow head. However, after the sword flower in the old willow head's hand, he actually collected the sword and struck a blow to the neck of the little junior brother who was bent on death.

The little junior brother opened his eyes in astonishment, and then fainted.

"Little junior brother, I'm sorry, if you want to die to find someone else, it's okay, you have to make senior brother feel guilty, but you underestimate me." Lao Liutou sighed, hugged the little junior brother and retreated to the side, since the junior brothers in his own line are almost dead, there is no need for him to continue to kill.

"You entered the sect back then, and you were the closest to me, what kind of character you are, I don't know?"

Old Liu Tou glanced at the sword in the little junior brother's hand, and said softly, "You definitely don't want to watch him die, you have to persuade him when he wakes up." ”

The sword shimmered like a sapient stele, and it trembled slightly.

Immediately, Lao Liutou hugged the little junior brother and quietly retreated with Menglan.

。。。

On the other side, Jiang Yun and the five of them chased Gong Mao and Wang Hetai all the way to the depths of the Qingwu Sword Sect.

"Be careful."

Jiang Yun reminded, "Their faces are obviously not as flustered as before, there must be some backhand in this ghost place, and if there is really danger, they will withdraw directly." ”

The mission goal of destroying the Qingwu Sword Sect has been completed for the most part, especially as long as Jin Yibo, the dog thief, dies, almost the hatred of most of the people of the White Lantern Society.

As for the remaining two infantile spirit stage fish that slipped through the net, they can kill them, and if they can't kill them, let those people in black or those who directly let the support of the Fuling Gate come to help.

With this in mind, he sent a message to the old poison Decay with a telephonic note.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Wang Hetai and Gong Mao in front of them suddenly stopped their figures, and then saw that the sky suddenly darkened, and countless sword qi suddenly vented out from the back mountain, and this earth-destroying power directly startled the five of them.

"Since you insist on destroying my sect, stay all."

With an older voice, the infinite sword qi surrounded the five of them, and they rushed out in an instant.

At the critical moment when the five of them were in shock, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them, waving his hand and emitting black qi from the sky, and those black qi looked no different from ordinary smoke, and as soon as they appeared, they blocked all the sword qi.

"Who?"

In the mountains behind, the old voice reappeared, but this time, there was more surprise.

"I want to ask who you are?"

Decay was dressed in black, his appearance and aura were covered, and the poisonous gas filled the sky to protect Jiang Yun and the five people behind him.

"This poisonous gas, you are rotten!"

The old voice in the back mountain suddenly thought of something, "Is it really the Fuling Gate?" How dare you! ”

Before the words fell, Decay frowned, and directly waved his hand and turned the poisonous gas into two circles to trap Gong Mao and Wang Hetai, and there was no movement in the mountains after this move.

"Want to go?"

In the next moment, Decay suddenly flew into the sky with Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun only felt a flicker around him, and when he became clear again, he had already appeared on a mountain ridge with decay, and in front of them was a black sword that exuded sword qi all over his body! Around the sword, there were countless black fires burning, and this black fire was exactly the same as the black fire on Jin Yibo's body during the assessment of the ten major sects, including the suppressive evil aura.

"This is..."

Jiang Yun looked at the sword in disbelief.

"This sword is the Void Monk in the back mountain." Decay sneered, "Before I came, I thought it was some unknown powerhouse, but after I came, I found out that it was actually just a sword." ”

"How is that possible?"

Jiang Yun couldn't believe that with a sword, he could exert the strength of the Void Netherworld?

"Decay, you have to get along with me?" What is surprising is that the figure of an old man really appeared on the sword, this figure is a soul body at a glance, but it always exudes a wave of fluctuations of a monk in the Empty Netherworld, "You Fuling Gate Court is a wanted criminal in the Sky Survey Prison, you are not afraid that the Sky Survey Prison will arrest you?" ”

"You're like you're farting."

Decay scolded directly, "You colluded with the royal family, who are you doing if I don't do it in the Spirit Court?" I don't know if you have a brain, the royal family doesn't dare to directly force the northwest, how dare you openly side with the royal family? ”

"Too lazy to talk nonsense with you."

A monk who has been in the Void Netherworld for thousands of years, and a soul body that is just a sword and has the strength of an Empty Netherworld monk.

The battle between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out, but it ended hastily, and the real decay almost used poison gas to control the sword in a few moves, even if the black fire on the sword had nothing to do with the decayed poison gas.

Holding the seal in his hand with his strength, Decay looked at the sword curiously.

"It's strange, why don't I have any impression of this sword?" He was a little puzzled, why did the soul body in this sword shout his name just now, his decayed name should have been silent in the cultivation world all these years, and most of the people who could recognize him were the characters of the older generation.

The soul body in the sword wanted to struggle but was helpless, sometimes insulting and threatening, sometimes begging for mercy, hoping that Decay would let him go.

Jiang Yun looked at the sword curiously.

"What, you kid see what's going on?" The reason why he took Jiang Yun with him was because he was afraid that there would be some accidents with this kid after he left, so he simply caught up with him and let him have a long experience. The two sides are also old friends, and he still appreciates this junior very much...

After all, he didn't know Jiang Yun's true identity yet, and he just thought that he was a junior who needed to be cultivated.

At this time, seeing that Jiang Yun had been looking at the black sword in his hand curiously, he couldn't help but tease.

Jiang Yunbai glanced at him, nonsense, he couldn't recognize it, how could he recognize it. The reason why he was curious and watched was because of the array spirit.

"Master, I know this sword!"