......

......

Then the voice rang out again.

It's still four words, four stars, and one direction.

"Sushu, Tanwei. ”

The rain whip in Luoluo's hand, hearing the sound, followed the position, the raindrops and the wind in the night were all condensed in a straight line, and the sword intent from Zhong Shan condensed into wind and rain, as if ignoring the time and accurately stabbing the point in the night sky.

There was only darkness in the night, and there was nothing, but when the rain stabbed it, it brought out a stream of blood again, and a snort! Different from the shock and anger carried in the previous cry of pain, this snort was more confused, and even faintly fearful!

Luoluo felt his true essence circulating in his body at a high speed, obviously not flowing through those meridians according to the requirements in the sword technique, but he was still able to reach the palm holding the handle of the whip, and it was even more majestic than when he usually practiced.

This puzzled her, but it was more of a surprise.

In the following time, the voice kept ringing, sometimes it was about the sword technique of Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword, telling her which move she should use, sometimes it was about the operation method of Zhenyuan, but it was obviously different from what was said in the sword technique, and more often it was about the stars in the night sky.

Listening to that voice, Luoluo seemed to go back to when she was very young, her father was on the stone flat at the top of the cliff, pointing to the flowing clouds in the sky to teach herself how to fight, her emotions became more and more calm, more and more calm, she didn't think about it at all, her consciousness walked at will, and the rain whip in her hand roared away, like an extremely sharp long sword, constantly stabbing into the night!

In the seemingly empty night, there were countless crashing sounds, which were the sound of tough and terrifying falling rain whips falling on the human body, followed by dozens of rags fluttering in the wind and falling to the ground, and those rags were all black.

The first half of the dancing rain whip has been dyed red, and countless lines of blood have sprayed out from the night, but there is no injured person in sight, as if there is an invisible pen dipped in ink made of cinnabar, and wild grass is being written, and the picture looks extremely weird.

After a painful and angry shout, the demon powerhouse finally couldn't hide his tracks anymore, and fell out of the night, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he rolled against the ground for more than a dozen times, and didn't dare to stop until he retreated to the lakeside.

This demon powerhouse's body was full of wounds from the rain whip, and blood was constantly dripping, and the black robe had already turned into countless rags, hanging messily on his body, looking extremely embarrassed and miserable, where was the previous power?

The first thought he had when he was forced out of the night was to retreat, to get as far away from the rain whip as possible, and in the process of retreating, he had not forgotten to draw out the magic weapon inserted in the lawn, because he had been beaten by this time.

He squatted on the shore of the lake like a dog, holding a magic weapon in his right hand to protect his head, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, full of shock, anger, resentment, and fear, because he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Who?

Being able to gain the trust of the black-robed military master and undertake such an important mission, because the exercises that this demon powerhouse is good at are the mastery of the Snow Old City, and he is extremely good at concealment, so that he can survive in the human world for a long time, and at the same time, he has an unimaginable tenacity and will, and he will definitely not be depressed because of a momentary frustration, but what happened tonight is completely beyond what he can accept, and it is about to destroy his will.

Because of his best hidden whereabouts, the other party completely saw through it! The enemy who never showed up seemed to know his exercises well and could completely judge where he would appear in the next moment, how could this be?!

"Who the hell are you! Get out of here!"

The demon powerhouse looked around the dark National Religious Academy, and then looked at the dim light outside the library, remembering that he seemed to have forgotten something, his blood-covered face showed extremely strong uneasiness, and his voice trembled very much.

The light on the lawn outside the library brightened as the door opened.

Then, the surrounding light became a little darker because someone came out.

A teenager stands on a stone step.

He was dressed in an old Taoist robe and held a short sword.

His face was slightly pale and a little nervous, but his eyes were firm and he had no intention of backing down.

......

......

Chen Changsheng has been in the library all along.

These nights, he's in the library.

He's drawing the stars to wash the marrow.

The reason why he woke up from his meditative state was not because of the fierce battle outside the library, but because the magic weapon used by the demon powerhouse caused some kind of interference to the starlight falling from the night sky.

He walked to the window, only to find that a fierce battle was unfolding in the Anglican Academy in the night, and he did not know who the little girl was, but he saw the man's devil's horn, so it was natural to know which side he should be on.

Then, the demon man disappeared into the night.

The long whip in the little girl's hand silently summoned the wind and rain all over the sky.

At first, he didn't think that he was capable of helping the little girl, because he didn't even succeed in washing the marrow, and the little girl and the demon man were obviously very powerful characters.

He stood in the corner by the window, silently watching the battle, cheering for the little girl, without saying a word, because he didn't want to bring any variables to the battle, and he didn't want to distract the little girl because of his presence.

The demons naturally don't care about the life or death of an ordinary human, but that little girl might.

Even if it's this kind of detail, he won't miss it, he's a very careful person.

But the next moment, he was somewhat surprised to find that he really seemed to be able to change the battle.

The long whip that the little girl was carrying in her hand was obviously not extraordinary, but it was not a whip technique, but a sword technique.

Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword.

In the old temple of Xining Town, Chen Changsheng once saw this set of sword tricks, and he remembered it very clearly, it was in the fourth volume of the Yuhua Sutra Note.

Of course, those sword techniques existed more in the form of Taoist sages' questions and debates, and it wasn't until a few days ago that he found the corresponding books in the library and realized that those words and phrases were all methods and indescribable moves to run the true element.

This set of sword techniques, he can recite it backwards, plus the revisiting of these days, he can naturally see that the little girl's hidden swordsmanship when she moves the whip, only Zhong Shan has the shape of the wind and rain, but there is no coldness, and there is obviously something wrong with the way she urges the true yuan, otherwise it would not be so jerky.

Yes, he didn't have a drop of True Yuan in his body, but he had already begun to study the method of True Yuan operation.

These days, when he was in the library and compared with the spiritual knowledge in his mind, he tried to break through the limitations of the meridians to destroy the true element, and made several assumptions about this—his nine meridians could not be connected, and if he wanted to practice, he had to find a new way.

He didn't know if this method was useful, and whether he could control the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword, because he was just an ordinary person without a true element, but at that time, the little girl was already covered in injuries and was about to die, so he had to gamble, hoping to help the other party.

That's what I said.

"The stars are reflected, the true yuan is casual, the shoulders are hung with flat wrists, and the wind and rain are gathered. ”

Fortunately, the True Yuan operation problem that the little girl encountered when she used the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword was very similar to his situation.

Fortunately, she didn't know who Chen Changsheng was, but she subconsciously listened to his opinion.

The most fundamental luck is that the kind of hypothetical that Chen Changsheng made succeeded in her.

Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword finally exerted its true power.

......

......

"But how do you know where I am?"

On the shore of the lake, the demon man covered in blood stared at Chen Changsheng and said angrily.

The power of the Falling Rain Whip is amazing, especially after the little girl gets Chen Changsheng's guidance and is able to use the True Yuan to cast the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword, then as long as she can find out the location of this demon powerhouse, she will definitely be able to seriously injure him.

The question is, what can Chen Changsheng say to his hidden treasures?

"Shuoxue, Meibu, more than 3,000 directions, these need to be memorized. ”

Chen Changsheng walked to the little girl's side, put the short sword across his chest, and looked at the demon powerhouse in the distance, his expression was very vigilant, but he spoke very casually, "I didn't know that this is Ye Zhibu before, but I have memorized it all." ”

Yes, this is the most mysterious body method of the demon clan - Ye Zhi Bu, with the help of this footwork, you can come and go freely within a certain range, and more importantly, you can hide your whereabouts by using the wind and snow hidden in the body method.

Even within the demon clan, this method of body is not a secret.

But when Chen Changsheng was very young, he had already memorized all the more than 3,000 directions and the order in between.

At that time, he thought he was reading a missionary novel called "Jinghua Smoke Record". It wasn't until eight days ago that he saw a record of the battle with the demon clan recorded by a senior in the library of a Chinese religion, and compared the two, he realized that this novel was actually a secret book of exercises.

"So you're lying, you're not from Mohe, you're not surnamed Mohe. ”

Chen Changsheng looked at the demon man and said solemnly: "You are from the Yezhi clan, your surname is Yezhi." ”

The demon powerhouse was stunned, and his face became extremely ugly.

There were a lot of things he hadn't thought of.

He thought that the young man in the library would not have any impact on tonight's plan, because the young man had not succeeded in washing the marrow.

Unexpectedly, the young man almost broke the game laid by the black-robed adult.

What he didn't expect was that the boy seemed to care more about telling a little lie that had nothing to do with the overall situation.

This made him very depressed and aggrieved.

Then, he began to feel sad and muttered, "Master Strategist really has supreme wisdom, and he calculated that I don't want to die, and wants to protect myself with a holy weapon...... So, he arranged for such a strange you to appear. ”