The two killing moves struck one left and one right, and Chu Weiyang's figure was almost completely blurred in the hazy mist.

Only the silver-white moonlight reflected by the sword, only the pure white in the humming sound.

In the next moment, the two talismans pinched by Yan Jianming in his fingers turned around the bright light in time, turning into two red flames, wrapping Yan Jianming's hands holding the Danshan Dharma Seal in the dancing flames.

The first seal met the sharp blade.

Bang——!

Accompanied by the explosion of sparks, the echo was the sound of gold and stone crashing.

The Danshan Dharma Seal wrapped in the flames of the talisman is as hard as iron and stone!

And then there was the slightly mournful humming sound of the white jade viper.

The magic seal in the other hand was only half a breath, and then it fell towards the head of the jade snake, in the end, it was not a few days after seeing the world and becoming a demon beast, the jade snake was shocked and afraid of the fireworks, and the fierce momentum was leaked in an instant, and the seal of the direct sect was whipped at seven inches.

When Chu Weiyang looked at it, the jade snake floated in mid-air, like a kite with a broken string, and fell straight into the grass and disappeared.

At this time, Yan Jianming looked at Chu Weiyang with angry eyes through the fireworks and sword light, and only grinned coldly.

"Huh——!"

Yan Jianming's expression became more and more mocking.

Since the first encounter on the banks of the chalcedony river, Chu Weiyang has held the sword treasure as if it were a treasure; As for the white jade poisonous snake, even the jade slip of the exercises of the "Qingzhu Dan Sutra" was taught to Chu Weiyang by Yan Jianming himself.

When it comes to the current life-and-death struggle, how can he not be on guard against this.

The two gilded blazing fire spells were Yan Jianming's response.

Chu Weiyang, who was a partial, was really stupid, and actually regarded this sword and demon as his hole card and killing move.

In the end, it is a prisoner who came out of the demon suppression cave, a natural scum cultivator, it seems that no one needs to teach, and his mind is full of the brutal style of the demon monks, whether it is speaking, doing things or fighting, there is only a ruthless rampage all the way.

The momentum is quite impressive, but in the end there are too many means missing, and the ethereal number of lives is missing!

Now, who is trying to solve the trouble with those seemingly intense and intense emotions?

He took a heavy breath, and the eyes of the gilded blazing fire spell near the ground seemed to make Yan Jianming swallow the warm current in one breath.

The instant drunkenness almost made Yan Jianming smile like a child. He seemed to be floating on the clouds, and then he looked down, looking down on the people in front of him with extremely compassionate eyes.

And what responded to Yan Jianming's compassionate gaze was a light that seemed to be intertwined with thunder and flames.

Hey?

The flame of the gilded blazing fire spell seemed to be a little brighter......

Not right——!

Where did the thunder come from?

didn't wait for Yan Jianming to figure out this question, but in the end, he had an omen in his heart, and before the intertwined thunder light intensified, between the lightning and the fire, Yan Jianming bit the tip of his tongue fiercely.

The intense pain finally brought him to his senses a little.

When he opened his mouth, he was about to take another breath, but in the scorching waves of air in the firelight, there was a fishy sweet smell.

Toxic ——!

It shouldn't be so, I'm already on guard!

The vipers were all beaten aside, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

How can there be such a reason......

In a panic, Yan Jianming's thoughts were entangled like a mess, and he knew that this should not be the time to be stunned, but the fishy sweet breath had already begun to affect his mind, and he actually had a momentary lag, and even had some indescribable sense of detachment from his own thoughts.

He seemed to be "watching" his thoughts tangled in his mind, and he wanted to continue to entangle them more and more.

It seems to be drunk.

Seeing that the wind from the thunder and fire sword had already hit his face, Yan Jianming's hand was raised, and he still met the blade of the sword.

But the other hand froze in place—

No, this is not the right state, you should use your hands together to resist this sword! That's the safest way to do it!

No, it's not right, this person's swordsmanship is like this, you need to detoxify it first, I put the pill in my arms, but there is a Qingshen rune hidden in my waist......

No, it's even more wrong! Right and wrong are all in the person, do not hesitate, use nirvana to end this person's life, then everything is decided!

Almost at the same time, one thought after another came to his mind with great clarity.

But the more this happened, the more he was taught to completely lose his mind.

There was no time for him to continue thinking about it.

That sword crossed the gilded blazing fire, the terrifying sword qi intertwined with thunder and flames, and went straight with the sword edge stabbed out by Chu Weiyang, piercing Yan Jianming's throat!

The unprecedented severe pain, the great crisis between life and death, made Yan Jianming completely wake up from the confusion of the poison qi.

When he opened his eyes, it was still clear about the world, but the fog in front of him seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and even Chu Weiyang's figure in front of him became blurred.

"I ...... I ......"

Without waiting for Yan Jianming to say anything, he covered his neck, and the red blood gushing out had completely made him speechless.

At this moment, struggling, he finally put his hand into his arms and groped in a panic.

But Chu Weiyang opened his body slightly.

In the basket not far away, the horse steward supported the edge with one hand, and suddenly used his arm strength, and most of his body jumped up!

The other hand was raised, and what was carried upside down was another ordinary iron sword that was extremely simple.

Under the light of the hazy moonlight, the iron sword had been smeared with a layer of blood, and when you looked closely, there were even wisps of black smoke oozing out of the blood rust color, and the originally straight sword spine had also become pitted and mottled under the corrosion of this layer of blood rust.

Whoosh——!

With a flick of the horse's wrist, a completely different sword intent rushed into the sky, and the short sword wrapped in his hand was thrown straight out, as fast as a thunderbolt!

When he looked at it again, the short sword had already penetrated deeply into Yan Jianming's heart, and then came out through his body!

A sword mixed with poisonous Qi sealed his throat, and a sword smeared with the blood of Qi broke his heart.

If so, Yan Jianming is in Chu Weiyang's eyes, and it can be regarded as a real life.

Bang——!

Yan Jianming was still convulsing, his legs were weak, and he fell to his knees on the soft and muddy ground.

At the same time, Chu Weiyang had already walked over from the grass on the side, he carefully held the white jade poisonous snake with a wilting breath, and brought a wisp of Qi to the snake kiss of the jade snake, soothing the spirit pet's emotions.

It wasn't until Chu Weiyang stood in front of Yan Jianming again, and waited until the jade snake at his wrist buzzed a few more times, and then he saw the young man hurriedly put the long sword into the scabbard and gasped for a few breaths.

No more through the hazy mist, no more through thunder and fireworks.

The two looked at each other again.

"It doesn't seem as hard to kill you as you think."

As he spoke, Chu Weiyang raised his hand and gently slapped it on Yan Jianming's face.

The crisp sound of the slap and the buzzing of the jade snake sounded again.

And finally—

Yan Jianming's eyes darkened, and with an indescribable endless sigh, he died in front of Chu Weiyang like this.

Seeing that he really had no vitality and breath, Chu Weiyang did not rush to search for the Qiankun bag that Yan Jianming was carrying, but instead straightened up and just stood there quietly, staring at Yan Jianming's body kneeling on the ground for a long time with a very complicated, but very calm gaze.

At the same time, in this long silence, the steward lay on the edge of the basket, panting in embarrassment.

After throwing the short sword, he ignored Yan Jianming again.

Steward Ma was watching Chu Weiyang's figure, especially after Chu Weiyang fell into this silence, there was more and more expectation in Steward Ma's eyes.

One, two, three......

Finally, Steward Ma couldn't wait to ask.

"How?"

This voice woke Chu Weiyang up from his contemplation, and the young man turned to look at Steward Ma in surprise.

"What's going on?"

The steward of the horse raised his sword and pointed his sword, and hurriedly made such a gesture on the basket.

"Sword intent! I mean, what's wrong with the sword intent? ”

"Aren't you going this way? All sword intent comes out of your mind. ”

"What? Killing Yan Jianming isn't enough for you to be excited? ”

"This is the monk of Tingchang Mountain, the monk at the peak of the Qi refining period! Are you not satisfied with this? ”

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang shook his head.

killed Yan Jianming, he was happy.

But before he made a move, he first dispersed in the layers of fog and mist, and when he made a move, the sword light was wrapped in medicinal mud and poisonous qi, and when he completely blinded Yan Jianming's mind, he waited for his pig brain to be overloaded and completely lost his mind, and then took out a sword and wiped it on his neck.

It seems that this is the process, not to mention killing Yan Jian, it seems that hunting wild beasts in ordinary times is not so easy.

The various fantasies that had been at the peak of the Qi Refining Period made Chu Weiyang feel extremely unreal at this moment.

And this sense of unreality even outweighs the pleasure in his heart.

"Perhaps, the life and death of this person are not as important as I imagined in my heart......"

Saying this, Chu Weiyang slowly bent down, and finally stretched out his hand and groped in Yan Jianming's robe that had been stained red with blood.

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Picking the rain in the building.

Chun Yuhuai sat by the window in a daze, looking at the lush sea of trees outside the window in the night breeze, and an almost soft sense of sorrow emerged from the young man's face.

When I looked again, there was no silver basin in the hall, and the incense and candles on the four walls were gone, and the misty smoke was dispersed.

The earlier experience was like a dream bubble, giving Chun Yuhuai a sense of unreality.

But the young man really knew that a certain fact had happened to him, and that kind of woman-like every move often appeared in his mind at that time and did not belong to him......

He was waiting, but after a long time, the other soul on the altar did not pay attention to his meaning.

But the silence did not waver.

What had happened in the hall before seemed to have made him change drastically.

He seemed to be really steady, and he had to wait patiently for the inevitable conversation.

A conversation with the soul of his aunt.

But just thinking like this, suddenly, Chun Yuhuai's face changed suddenly.

"Big Aunt ——!"

Whispering, Chun Yuhuai raised his hand violently, and with a finger he was about to point at the mud pill palace in the center of his eyebrows.

But as soon as the arm was raised, Chun Yuhuai's whole person's movements suddenly paused there.

In the next moment, the young man's temperament changed suddenly.

"Chun Yuhuai" seems to be familiar with something, and stretches his waist and arms in an extremely unfamiliar way.

Immediately afterward, he shuddered, his hands intertwined, and hugged his shoulders to himself.

When he spoke again, what came out of Chun Yuhuai's mouth turned out to be a hazy and fluttering soul sound, and when he listened carefully, he could hear a woman's originally beautiful and poignant voice.

"Huai'er, since the Demon Suppression Cave, you have almost stepped on the wrong place step by step, whether it is in Tingchang Mountain or at home, you are never allowed to continue to make mistakes like this."

"If you take a wrong step, someone will have to pay for it, and my aunt is not complaining about you, but if you continue like this, sooner or later, when the calamity falls on you, there will be no one to shelter you!"

"This chalcedony Henan matter is dangerous, my aunt needs to solve it for you personally!"

"The great terror between life and death taught people despair, and at a certain moment, I even felt that half of my feet had stepped on the Youquan Road, and the cold and biting chill almost penetrated the soul and froze the true spirit...... I don't want to go through it again......"

After a pause, when the young man spoke again, his expression was still sad, but his voice changed back to Chun Yuhuai's own original voice.

"I'm the one who dragged my aunt down......"

"Since my aunt is going to end this matter in person, Huai'er naturally has nothing to do, but I don't know what my aunt thinks?"

After another pause, the soul sounded.

"This encounter, starting from the tribulation and supplementing the scriptures, has disturbed the cause and effect, and it has involved us all."

"Since we want to end it, we must start from cause and effect if we want to end this matter for a short time!"

"The biggest mistake you made after traveling south was to ignore the escape from the Demon Cave too lightly! What kind of character do you think of him? escaped from a pile of dregs, and it is very likely that the remaining spiritual objects have been obtained, from that time to today, how many days have passed? ”

"This person can live forever, can teach his mother to look at him, how can he still look at him with the eyes that once looked at the scum?"

"Maybe his cultivation is the most unbearable, but the layers of karma and fate on his body can kill many people!"

"If you are not sure, in the eyes of my aunt, this person is the most difficult to deal with."

"On the other hand, the two monks who came after the Sword Sect, the raw melons and eggs that have just come out of the mountain gate, are all related to the cause and effect of our Tingchang Mountain, they seem to be in the bureau, but until now, I am afraid that they have not even drunk the soup!"

"Attract the two of them first, regardless of whether they are injured or killed, and then see if the old bull-nosed road can stand safely in the estuary!"

"As soon as he moves, the mountain lord will naturally move too!"

"Let's all drag it out of the water! What are you doing standing on the dry shore? Just looking at the desperate work of our children? ”

"How can there be such a good thing in the world!"

"Don't worry, Huai'er, I know what you're worried about."

"My aunt is not crazy, on the contrary, between life and death, the coldness on the road to the secluded spring, makes my thoughts very clear......"

"Spirit ......"

As he spoke, Chun Yuhuai slowly raised his hand.

In the palm of the hand, there is gradually a bright light, like a rainbow of elixir, slowly reflecting the spiritual light, like a reflection of a galaxy.

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In the sea of trees.

Xie Jiang once again raised the sword-shaped jade talisman and looked at the spine of the sword lightly.

Only this time, all of a sudden, there was a sword roar like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

In the trembling sound, the sword talisman suddenly came out of Xie Jiang's palm and hung in front of the two of them, and a wave of qi pointed somewhere.

"Found it!"