"What a strong sword intent."

Chu Ci felt that the ordinary three-foot sword in his hand was also buzzing and vibrating.

"Brother Zhao?"

A voice suddenly fell into my ears.

Chu Ci subconsciously looked at the location where the voice came from, and under the eaves opposite him, there was a figure that was also stubborn, listening to this voice, it was Sun Yong, who enthusiastically introduced him before.

"Hehe, it seems that Brother Zhao and Zai Xia are like-minded people, just hang it under this roof for an hour or two, and then go down to meet after the end."

Sun Yong pointed to the center of the battle circle, and the sword qi roared.

"I'm afraid this gentleman's sword can't hold it, even if it has the power of a half-step extreme path, under the siege of three little grandmasters, dozens of innate powerhouses and hundreds of innate level monsters, there is no way to survive."

Chu Ci stared at it, and the battle situation was the same as what Sun Yong said.

This battle began in the afternoon, and when it ended, it was already dusk.

It lasted a lot longer than expected.

Ending: The gentleman's sword is exhausted, with one palm in his body, two Emei stabs, and three sword qi.

As for the peach-clothed woman, she was taken away alive.

And Zhou Wuji, Huang Xiong, and Lu Qingfeng did not please them.

Taoist Tianzong Zhou Wuji was seriously injured, and the white crane he was riding was cut off a wing, and it was impossible to fly again, and the residual value was only barbecue, which could add some cumin pepper noodles.

Lu Qingfeng, the deputy pavilion master of the Iron Clothes Pavilion who made good use of the Emei thorn, had his right arm cut off and his left shoulder pierced, and he was on the verge of death.

As for Huang Xiong, the protector of Dengxian Lou, he sealed his throat with a sword and sent it on the spot.

"Brother Zhao, you can withdraw."

"Even the East Protector has explained, but fortunately I didn't go on this trip, otherwise it's really hard to say whether this little life can be saved."

"I've been hanging for too long, this waist really hurts."

Sun Yong, who was under the eaves with Chu Ci, turned over on the roof, quietly blended into the finishing crowd, smeared some blood on himself very skillfully, gasped for breath, and pretended to have just experienced a bloody battle.

Looking at Sun Yong's demeanor, Chu Ci only wanted to send two words, talent.

After everyone had almost withdrawn, Chu Ci was also ready to leave.

"Less chivalrous and slow."

A voice fell into Chu Ci's ears.

His gaze looked at the center of the wreckage in the distance, covered in blood, leaning on his sword, looking like a dead man's Junze.

For the sake of insurance, Chu Ci did not step forward immediately, but continued to live under this roof for half an hour.

After dark, the villa was completely silent, so he got off the eaves and cautiously came to the place outside Junzezhang.

I saw Jun Ze, who had already 'lost his breath', slowly opened his eyes and looked up at Chu Ci.

"I used the Confucian art of contemplating the mind to find that there was no evil intention in the young man."

"I don't have a lot of time."

"There is one thing, I implore the young man to do it for me."

"Send this sword to Jixia Academy, and Confucianism will repay it with a generous gift."

After saying that, Jun Ze's sword swung his finger, and the gentleman's sword next to him made a buzzing sound, as if he was reluctant.

And then there's the shot.

Qiang.

Chu Ci raised his hand to catch the three-foot Qingfeng, and with another flick of his hand, the sword fell in front of Jun Ze.

"I won't give this sword."

The three swords of Confucianism are the tokens of the Confucian children.

Once the sword is sent, it will inevitably cause strife.

"I can save you, provided that you give the corresponding reward."

Before Jun Ze could speak, Chu Ci had already spoken.

"Can you save me?"

Jun Ze was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dumbly.

"The Heavenly Dao sword qi of the Three Daoist Heavenly Sects in my body was penetrated by the cold thorns of the Iron Cloth Pavilion, and it was even poisoned in the palm of the Dengxian Tower, how could you save me."

Chu Ci didn't speak, but silently took out the rusty iron nails of the "Iron Rain Pear Flower" between his sleeves.

With a flick of his hand, seven rusty iron nails instantly fell on the seven big holes around Jun Ze's body.

With this simple hand, Junze's eyes lit up instantly.

He could feel that at that moment, the only remaining vitality that was rapidly flowing in his body suddenly stopped the gate.

"Flying needles."

"Are you from the Medicine King Valley?"

Ignoring Jun Ze's questioning, Chu Ci just looked at Jun Ze calmly.

"Remuneration."

The reason why he decided to save Junze.

The first is to admire this gentleman's gentlemanly style and heroic chivalry.

The second is to want to exchange something from this gentleman's sword, after all, he is a Confucian boss, and the treasure that can be taken out to exchange his life must be a heavy treasure.

"Shaoxia left an address, and the reward will be delivered tonight."

"Okay."

Chu Ci did not doubt the truth of this statement, after all, it was rumored that the swords of the gentlemen of the past dynasties were all the best in the world.

Then he took out fifteen iron nails, and landed one by one on Jun Ze's body with the method of flying needles.

This is a set of needles recorded in the Divine Pesticide Codex, the Yama Lock Life Needle, a total of 21 needles.

It is claimed that even if it is the soul of Hades, he can leave his life in the world.

When Chu Ci applied the eighteenth needle, he suddenly turned around, and an innate monster that was not yet dead pounced violently.

Almost out of inertia.

'Floating Blades! ’

The sword came out of its sheath and burst the sword qi, instantly cutting the monster into more than a dozen pieces.

Jun Ze's eyes were slightly surprised, and he pressed down again in an instant.

An hour later.

When Chu Ci left New Peach Villa, his face was already pale.

A complete set of Hades lock life needles came down, and almost took half of Chu Ci's life.

"The outer city of the scorching sun, Yongliu Lane."

Taking a deep breath, Chu Ci rode away.

He is now dressed as an elder of Dengxian Tower, and he has the right to enter and exit Dengxian Tower freely, as long as he orders it every three days.

Next, he planned to go to Burning Sun City to find a few iron shops and get some materials that could make hidden weapons.

By the way, I can't use rusty iron nails to apply needles every time, and I feel particularly happy when I think of Junze's expression when he goes home to take a bath and sees the bloody holes pierced by the 21 rusty iron nails on his body.

I hope you don't catch tetanus. ’

Chu Ci also planned to go home.

Although it is a soul piercing, Chu Ci has fused the memories of the previous master, has a natural affection for his family, and as an orphan in his last life, he has always wanted to feel at home.

With a clamp on the horse's belly, Chu Ci rode his horse and left the New Peach Villa.

The crescent moon rose from the side of the mountain, and the light white moonlight fell on the mountain villa, and the corpses were strewn and bloodstained.

A figure stepped into the villa in the moonlight.

The person who came was dressed in simple white clothes, with black hair casually draped, and the word 'ghost' on the left cuff.

Holding a sword in his hand, his outfit is light, and his temperament is calm and calm.

"Where's Tao Yao?"

The man in white came to Jun Ze's side.

"Tower of Babel."

Jun Ze stood up against the wall, with an awe-inspiring cold glint in his eyes.

"You should have been angry, someone saved you, it looks like the technique is someone from the Medicine King Valley."

The man in white stepped forward, and luck restored the empty meridians for Junze.

"I can't tell who it is."

Jun Ze smiled slightly.

He could clearly see the 'floating blades'.

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After tea.

Under the quiet moonlight, the man in white helped Junze out of the New Peach Villa.

"Mr. Gai, do you have a third disciple in your Guigu generation?"