281 Mausoleum Prison
The cold light of the dagger shimmered, falling in Yan Ying's hand, and he didn't see how to exert his strength, but with a wave of his hand, he slashed out a cold light several zhang long.
The halo passed, and all the mountains and rocks on the way were cracked from it, and the fracture was smooth, which showed its sharpness.
Even if he is a congenital master, he can't help but swipe lightly.
This dagger, I am afraid that it is a flying sword that has been passed down from generation to generation by Shen Wei of the Wumeng, and it is not too much.
Moreover, it can also be worn on the wrist as a jade bracelet, which can be unexpected once it is difficult to get close.
Guo Fan also rolled the long knife beside him.
The blade is extremely long, nearly a foot long, and the edge is exposed.
I don't know what material the handle is made of, it is warm to the touch, and there is a cloud dragon pattern on it, with a gold pattern.
It also makes it look atmospheric and luxurious.
The blade is about four feet long, the arc is perfect, about three fingers wide, and it is open on one side, and the cold light on it is shimmering, and it cannot be looked at directly.
With a slight shock, the blade trembled slightly, and the sound of a dragon's groan came, melodious and ethereal.
Take a closer look.
Regardless of the handle or blade, there are fine moire, and the layers of clouds are superimposed, which also makes this sharpness more mysterious.
Cloud Dragon Knife!
These three small characters are engraved at the bottom of the hilt, blending with the moire, and it is difficult to notice if you don't look closely.
"Good knives!"
Yan Ying spoke.
I don't know if he appreciates the dagger in his hand, or marvels at the long knife in Guo Fan's palm.
"Master Guo, what do you think?"
"Huh!"
Guo Fan held the knife in his hand and shook it gently.
A high-spirited fighting spirit of fighting on the battlefield and indomitable emerged, which also made Yan Ying can't help but raise her eyebrows.
This breath ......
It's not like it's from a charlatan!
"Let's talk about the situation outside. Guo Fan spoke.
"Outside. ”
Gathering her thoughts, Yan Ying lightly supported her chin and said, "There is actually nothing to say outside, after all, the things that the world cares about are inside." ”
"That's right. ”
He raised his head and pointed upwards and said, "I heard that the aura of this place is different, and the red mangs on it can show their souls in clothes, and they can't enter the Xuan Realm for the time being, so the masters of various sects and factions have sneaked in and took the opportunity to seek elixir or chance." ”
"Thousands of years of accumulation, the abundance of elixir here can be described as amazing, and it is an ownerless thing, and those who know it will definitely not want to miss it!"
"Can't get into the Xuan Realm?"
Guo Fan's eyes flashed, and his heart was slightly relieved.
With his current strength, there is no Xuanxuan, even if he faces a master who has opened his eyebrows, there is no need to be afraid.
I don't have to worry about it!
At that moment, his thoughts turned and he said, "Brother Yan, do you know the situation of the Wu Alliance?"
"Wu Meng?"
Yan Ying shook his head lightly: "Clenched his fists, he was in a hurry when he came down, and he didn't specifically inquire about the situation in Yanmen County." ”
He said it more politely.
In fact, it is a small martial arts alliance, and the leader of the alliance is just a newcomer, so he will not be taken into account at all.
That was, of course, before.
After seeing Guo Fan now, his attitude will obviously change, and he will definitely pay more attention.
After all.
With such a young Gang Qi master, no one dares to guarantee what will happen to him in the future.
Open your eyebrows, I'm afraid it's nine out of ten.
Even if it's an advanced master, it's not surprising!
"...... like this"
Guo Fan nodded, not surprised.
"Then as far as Brother Yan knows, how many forces have entered this place at present, and who are the masters in the meantime?"
"That's a lot. ”
As soon as Yan Ying's wrist turned, the dagger turned into a jade bracelet and was placed on his wrist.
Then remove the jade flute from your waist and gently pat your palm.
"The three major sects near Jiangzhou have already arrived, not to mention Sword Valley, which is the closest to this place, and has the most masters. ”
"As far as I know, there are three strong men who have opened their eyebrows, leading more than 100 people to enter. ”
"The people sent by Qingwei are all scattered, although the number is not large, but each of them should not be underestimated. ”
"Most of the people who are alone are loners, but they act domineeringly, and they have no scruples here, if the leader of the Guo League meets their people, it is better to be careful. ”
Speaking of this, Yan Ying's voice was stunned, and her face showed even more displeasure.
Apparently.
He has come into contact with a unique person, and he has suffered a big loss from the other party, and he has to endure it.
"Hmm. ”
Guo Fan nodded silently.
"Where is the Demon Gate?"
"Demon Gate. ”
Yan Ying's face was solemn, and she groaned slightly before continuing: "This matter is beyond everyone's expectations. ”
"There are far more Demon Gate masters here than others imagined, especially the Northern Demon Gate!"
"What's the explanation?"
Guo Fan looked up.
"Yan walked the rivers and lakes, although most of them came alone, but he also traveled extensively and made many heroes. ”
Yan Ying shook her head and cried, and said, "Speaking of which, I am not afraid of the jokes of the Guo League, there are also people from the Demon Gate." ”
"Hmm. ”
Guo Fan was noncommittal.
Whether it is the Demon Gate or the Sword Valley, he has contact.
How......
Either way, it didn't make a good impression.
"According to what I have inquired about. ”
Yan Ying didn't know what Guo Fan was thinking in his heart, and continued: "Demon Gate masters, there are quite a few here. ”
"Needless to say, the Three Absolute Demon Lords of the Northern Demon Gate also have forces such as Chiyun Village, Agni Sect, and Qingyou Dao. ”
"Although these forces are strong and weak, almost every one of them has a master who has opened his eyebrows!"
"The Southern Demon Gate also rushed over. ”
As he spoke, he gestured to the corpse on the side: "These people are the disciples of the Southern Demon Sect." ”
Guo Fan nodded.
The Southern Demon Gate is rumored to be related to the Tiangang Earth Demon Organization, but whether it has anything to do with it or not, the sword technique is extremely amazing.
"As for the West Demon Gate. ”
Yan Ying's eyes were contemplative, and he said: "The West Demon Gate has always been more mysterious, but this time there are also people. ”
"It is a disciple of the Yinnu Sect, and it is said that he was ordered by an ancestor to come to assist the Three Absolute Demon Lords. ”
As for the East Demon Gate, it has long been broken off, and it has been rare for thousands of years to make waves.
Guo Fan arched his hand: "Brother Yan is well-informed, and I admire it." ”
"You're welcome. ”
Yan Ying shook his head: "It's just a few more decades of life, and some more useless experiences." ”
He looks like a middle-aged man, but in fact, he is already past the age of six.
The reason why he looks so young is just because he has cultivated so deeply and can retain his appearance.
If Guo Fan also lives for decades, with his cultivation, he will also be able to know a lot of secrets.
"Anyway. ”
Yan Ying waved the jade flute lightly and said, "The strength of the Demon Gate is unexpected, coupled with the original sword skills in the mountain range, so the situation inside is difficult to clarify for a while, and the forces of all parties are mixed and intertwined. ”
"It's more dangerous!"
"Yan. ”
He smiled lightly and looked around: "I don't plan to break in, the elixir outside is enough to need." ”
"Master Guo, what are your plans next?"
"Me. ”
Guo Fan raised his head and looked towards the inside of the mountain range: "Go inside first, if it doesn't work, then think of another way." ”
"It's fine. ”
Yan Ying nodded.
In his opinion, the other party has such cultivation at a young age, and he must have a sense of arrogance.
If you don't try it, I'm afraid you won't be willing.
"Brother Yan. ”
Guo Fan spoke again: "In addition to the two realms of righteousness and demons, I wonder if there are any other masters here?"
"For example...... , the people of the court?"
"The Imperial Court?"
Yan Ying shook his head lightly: "The imperial court generals are not good at fighting alone, and their status is noble, so they will never enter this place easily." ”
"As for the master of the Heavenly Dragon Dao...... , with all due respect, I haven't heard of it. ”
"However, there are not no masters among the scattered cultivators, such as Wan Jian Zun, the Bloody Cloth Man, the Thousand Hands Mida, etc., in addition to the ...... who often peel the skin."
He talked eloquently, telling everything he knew, no matter how big or small, but he didn't leave anything out.
After a long time, he stopped.
"Master Guo, that's all I know. ”
"There is labor. ”
Guo Fan arched his hand and said, "Thank you Brother Yan for your advice, he has time to go to the Wumeng for a while." ”
"Guo will be entertained!"
"Haha......"
Yan Ying laughed, then waved his long sleeves, and his body fluttered towards the mountains on one side.
His speed seems to be slow and urgent, like stepping on the breeze, and he can go straight to dozens of meters in one step.
Let Guo Fan be out of reach.
There are even more lingering voices.
"With the words of the leader of the Guo League, it is enough, but in the past few years, Yanmen County is afraid that it is difficult to find peace, and Yan can only go another day!"
Guo Fan watched the other party go away, and only withdrew his eyes for a long time.
No wonder this man has no fear.
With this light skill alone, even if the person who has opened his eyebrows and ancestral skills, I am afraid that he may not be able to catch up.
Coming to his senses, he began to clean up the battlefield.
Several disciples of the Southern Demon Sect have brocade bags and cloth pockets, and there are a lot of good things in them.
Finished.
I got three spirit grasses, a strange flower, two spirit fruits, and a few inner pills, and a booklet.
Plus the treasure knife you started.
It's just that this moment of hard work, and the harvest he has obtained is more than his busyness in the past few days.
Really.
Raiding homes and robbing houses is the fastest way to make a fortune.
Guo Fan shook his head, replaced the bamboo basket with a cloth bag, put things in it, and opened the book casually.
Inside the booklet is a simple topographic map.
It can be seen that it is similar to the appearance of the sect's station.
The core is not described, only the word fairy cloud is replaced, but the various terrain on the periphery is drawn.
In particular, there are several places that are specially marked.
Not much.
Guo Fan put away the booklet, wrapped a bulging cloth bag around his waist, and carried the Yunlong knife in his hand, and walked towards the interior of the mountain range.
............
"The demon gate is cunning, and sure enough. ”
Standing at the foot of a pitch-black hill, Guo Fan's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he casually threw the booklet in his hand and flew out.
This place was already inside the mountain range, and it was not far from the core of the Immortal Cloud Sect.
He found this place according to the booklet, but found that it was not a treasure land, but full of murderous machines.
To know.
He deliberately discarded the unique logo on it and chose a place that was not very inconspicuous.
I didn't think I could be fooled like this!
This place was originally supposed to be someone's mausoleum, covering a vast area, and it was extremely difficult to travel all the way.
Later, it should have been rebuilt by the Xianyun Sect and turned this mausoleum into a prison for trapped people.
Fortunately.
It's not without its benefits.
Just like the stone tablet in front of him, someone carved a technique called the Heavenly Arm.
This is a martial art with only seven styles in total, and the moves are extremely subtle and breathtaking.
Merely......
It's all on the defensive!
The seven punches are all about how to resist the attacks of others, and none of them are used to kill the enemy.
"Heh......"
With the boxing method in mind, Guo Fan waved his hand, and the stone tablet displaced, revealing a pitch-black hole.
After staring at the entrance of the cave for a moment, and when the turbidity inside was exhausted, he hesitated for a moment, and then walked into it.
The cave was pitch black, and there were no fingers to be seen, except for the footsteps of a man echoing in the alleyway.
"It is rumored that the Xianyun Sect traps the demons and trains the disciples with the demons, and every prison is a training ground. ”
"And the core of the prison has a master who is stationed in the hall, teaching the Fa, answering questions, and answering questions, which is equivalent to the hall of passing on the merits. ”
"Although this place is not the rumored secret place of Xianyun Town, since it is a prison, it also has a lot of benefits. ”
"Since you are here, how can you return empty-handed?"
Turning his mind in his heart, Guo Fan's feet did not stop.
"Ah......h
Ahead.
There were screams.
............
"It's Ghost Lang-kun!"
"Run!"
"Ahh
A terrible scream rang out.
"Why did you kill us?"
"We are under the command of the Demon Lord, and we are together with Qingyoudao, aren't you afraid of punishment if you kill us?"
In the cemetery, although there are many dark lanes, there will be a wide place at intervals.
Millennia ago.
This place will serve as a resting place for the experienced disciples of the Immortal Cloud Sect for those who are exhausted to recover.
Now, there are corpses all over the place.
The remaining dozen or so people staggered backwards, looking at a man walking slowly in the darkness with horror in their eyes.
in the crowd.
Some are bandits under the command of the Demon Lord in the mountains, and some are warriors outside the mountains who respond to the call of the imperial court.
They were supposed to fight each other, but now they were together, trembling and looking at the comer.
It was a pale-faced man.
Qingyou Road,
Ghost Lang-kun!
As the name suggests, this person is dressed in mourning clothes, full of yin energy, and his eyes are even more white and cold.
He was armed with a soft sword, and blood was still low on the blade.
The body swayed like a ghost, seemingly slow, but in fact, no one had been able to escape so far.
"Hey......
Looking at everyone, Ghost Langjun smiled faintly.
"I kill when I'm happy, and I kill when I'm unhappy, so what's the reason for killing?"
"I can give you a chance, though. ”
He glanced at a few people and said slowly, "There are thirteen of you left, and I can let three of them go." ”
"But which three people to let go?"
"Hey......
Ghost Langjun's eyes are playful and cruel, like a cat catching a mouse, and it is even more cruel with a twisted heart.
"You can decide for yourselves, but not for too long, lest I get impatient and go on a killing spree. ”
"Don't fall for him. ”
One of his faces turned pale, and he hurriedly shouted: "The demon of the Demon Gate, his mind is treacherous, he just wants us to kill each other, and then take the opportunity to pick up the cheap." ”
"Let's join forces, and ...... There's still a chance to escape!"
The other party is a master of gangqi, they are self-aware, and even if they join forces, they can't be opponents.
But escaped......
There are many passages here, and the darkness is deep, and if they are scattered, there are still certain opportunities.
"Run?"
One person smiled bitterly: "Can you really escape?"
His voice fell, his body collapsed suddenly, and he turned his head to look at the others with a knife,
"No matter what, I must be one of those three, at least there is a chance to live!"
"Why?"
Several people roared, swords turned against each other, and for a while, everyone looked at each other angrily, and the killing machine surged.
"Hey......
Ghost Langjun stood in the corner, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was pleasant to breathe in the turbid air of this place.
He liked the atmosphere.
The smell of killing, horror, grief and helplessness made him feel comfortable in a hot spring.
The mysterious qi in the body has also become extremely active, and it is even more greedy for the breath of living beings.
No hurry, no hurry......
None of them can escape, only extreme despair is the real delicacy.
"Huh?"
Suddenly.
Ghost Langjun's eyes widened, and he looked directly at a passage behind everyone.
Inside, an uncomfortable aura was slowly approaching.
"Stop arguing!"
He yelled to stop the crowd from arguing.
Then he rolled his eyes, grinned suddenly, and pointed into the passage.
"Give all of you a chance, kill those who are waiting to come out, and you will be able to live!"
“......”
There was silence in the field.
The next moment, everyone breathed sluggishly, slowly turned around, and stared at the passage with murderous eyes.
"Dash...... Da ......"
The sound of orderly footsteps came slowly.
Each step is exactly the same as if it has been accurately measured, and there is no difference between each other.
"Da ......"
The footsteps froze suddenly.
A vague figure appears in front of the passage.
"Killing intent?"
Guo Fan touched the Yunlong Knife in his hand and suddenly smiled.
"It's funny. ”
"Kill him!"
Ghost Langjun roared suddenly.
His voice seemed to have a strange power, instantly arousing the murderous intent in everyone's hearts.
"Kill!"
With a roar, everyone moved in unison, and without any scruples, they crushed their own potential and broke out the strongest offensive.
But someone is faster!
"Zheng ......"
The sound of knives groaning.
In the darkness, there was only one person standing.
But at this moment, it suddenly erupted with an incomparable power comparable to that of thousands of troops and horses charging together.
Swords, guns, swords, halberds, and clanging.
"Boom ......"
The piercing sword light emerged from the passage, and it spread throughout the audience, and the remaining momentum continued to surge forward.
It's like a thousand armies charging, and there is no way to do it!
Knife light.
Covered everything in an instant.
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