Wu Ling's sword, just like the first time he took the sword, pierced into the snowman, it was unexpected.

Thirteen years without a single accident, unimpeded stabbing into Zhao Que's chest.

"How is that possible?"

Zhao Que's eyes widened as wide as bull's eyes, and his heart was shocked like an earth-shattering one, so that the pain in his body did not arrive for a long time.

No one thought that Wu Ling, who looked weak, would use such an unguardable sword without any warning.

Even Chen Dou didn't expect it, "Good boy, he actually has such a hand." ”

At first, he thought that Wuling's self-confidence came from Tu Shan, who had the battle body of Tianwang Mountain.

Now it seems that even he was mistaken.

It's no wonder that Zhao Que will also be tricked.

In terms of Wuling's temperament, compared with Tu Shan, who is carrying a big tripod all the way with a crack, anyone's eyes will be on Tu Shan. Who would have thought that Wu Ling, who was young and looked defenseless, would engage in a sneak attack without talking about martial virtues, and even use such a sword as fast as a meteor.

Wu Ling did not stop with a sword success, the sword blade turned, and the sword body swept out of Zhao Que's body.

This series of actions, without the slightest hesitation, is clean and neat.

And Wu Ling's next scene once again stunned everyone present.

After the sword succeeded, Wu Ling did not look excited, nor did he stand in place to celebrate, but did not hesitate to pull his legs and run, the speed is like a stray dog that has been hungry for a few days, snatching a bone from the mouth of the evil dog at the head of the village, and trying to run away desperately, without the elegant image that a scholar should have.

That's as embarrassing as it looks.

However, Wu Ling didn't care about this, he was very clear about his situation, no matter whether a sword was successful or not, he had to run after the sword was released, and he had to run as fast as he could.

He will only have this sword.

If he hadn't killed anyone and hadn't run away, he would have died.

After running to meet Tu Shan, Wu Ling stopped and turned to look at Zhao Que, "When you planned this with that evil dragon, you should know that everything is possible." ”

"The red-clothed thorn magpie ties the knot with one heart. ”

Zhao Que touched his chest, then raised his bloodstained hand to his eyes, and laughed, "I was really told by that little bedbug." ”

This time it was Wuling's turn to be shocked, "This is not dead yet?"

Zhao Que was stabbed in the chest, and half of his body was swept off, but the blood had already stained the robe, but Zhao Que did not fall, and he could still speak.

Zhao Que stared at Wu Ling and said, "Are you surnamed Zhao, or is your surname Wu?"

Tu Shan was already standing beside him, and Wu Ling was no longer worried about Zhao Que's sudden move.

Although Zhao Que was so seriously injured and didn't die, it was unheard of, but with Zhao Que's state, no matter how good it was, he couldn't beat Tushan.

Without waiting for Wu Ling to answer, the new clothes in the old sword strip inserted in the glazed gold roof of the high platform canopy laughed loudly: "Zhao Que, Zhao Que, an outsider, was actually killed by a sin blood, and he was not even as good as that bedbug." I still want to plan to help the wind, and I still want to swallow the dragon, and I am not afraid of laughing at the dead. ”

Hearing this voice, Wu Ling's heart was shocked, and it seemed that his guess was not wrong.

The guardian of the wind is really in the old sword.

Zhao Que heard Xinyi's taunt, a mouthful of old blood gushed out, and finally couldn't support it, so he fell to the ground and muttered, "Red clothes, purple gold and red masks, the martial tomb of the Martial King's Mansion?"

Although Zhao Que was unwilling, he also knew that he was powerless to return to the sky, so he only hated that he hadn't killed Wuling earlier.

If he was killed by Wu Shatter, he would have nothing to say, and he would be convinced, after all, it was the pride of the heavens that amazed the Three Realms. But the physical death was at the hands of Wu Sha's son, and it was such a way to die, Zhao Que was both aggrieved and very unwilling.

It's a pity that it was too late.

Seeing that Zhao Que had finally fallen, Wu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and at this moment, Zhao Que had a faint blue light on his body.

"It's ......"

Wu Ling subconsciously took a few steps back, "Brother Tushan, let's stay away first." ”

The dark blue fluorescence on Zhao Que's body became more and more, and finally floated in the air, converging into a sparrow-like dark blue light and shadow.

Wu Que, who was parasitic on Zhao Que's body, didn't expect that he would fulfill the "red-clothed sparrow, tie the knot with one heart." This proverb in Fufeng Town didn't even think that it was a prophecy in the form of a young man's sin and blood stabbing him with a sword.

"Is this a sparrow spirit?"

This scene once again opened the door to a new world for Wuling.

When Wu Que heard the name of Sparrow Spirit, he was as uncomfortable as Long Li heard someone call him Jiao. I can't wait to write a super big "Great Xia Dragon Sparrow" on the ground, so that Wuling can read it day and night for ten days and half a month.

He just has impure blood, and the crown and wings and tail have not grown.

Originally, according to his calculations, after devouring Long Li's flesh and blood, he could transform into a real Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

Wu Que gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, you don't think that between me and you, this is the end, right?"

Xinyi smiled: "Yo, little sparrow, do you still want to turn over?"

A shallow blue light flashed out of the old sword, and finally turned into a bouncing fawn with plum blossom branches on its head.

Without the suppression of Wu Que, Xinyi has regained his freedom.

"This ......"

The appearance of the new clothes almost made Wu Ling's jaw drop.

He also thought that the old sword strip was like a cage, and the new clothes were the people in the cage.

Who would have thought that the new clothes turned out to be the appearance of a sika deer.

Wu Ling had to sigh, "The world is really full of wonders. ”

Zhao Que said to Xinyi: "Xinyi, did you tell Long Li that I am a fortune teller, and 'the red-clothed thorn magpie, tie the knot with one heart.'" 'This is a proverb in Fufeng Town?'

Xinyi sneered, "Do you think I'll make a deal with that self-righteous and simple-minded bedbug?"

In terms of Long Li's title, Xinyi and Wuque are the same without any discussion.

Wu Que wondered in his heart, "Then who told the bed bug about this?"

Wu Que always thought that Xinyi was secretly joining forces with Long Li and wanted to deal with him together, so he didn't take the two to heart. In terms of mental stratagem, the two of them combined could not compare with him.

If it wasn't for Xinyi telling Long Li this, it means that there are still outsiders in Fufeng Town that he doesn't know.

Wu Que had been in Fufeng Town for more than a hundred years, and he was extremely familiar with every flower and tree here, but there were people planning under his eyes, and he didn't know anything about it.

It can be seen that it is powerful.

It is not at all comparable to Liang Fengnan and Yang Kai.

Without waiting for Wu Que to think about it, his figure began to dissipate.

Wu Que said to Wu Ling: "Boy, between you and me, it won't end here. You don't want to be the soil of that flower, you can only get out of this ethereal place. The red clothes are burning, and the appearance of self-immolation. Looking forward to the day when you walk out of the inverted hanging mountain, when the time comes, I will come to repay today's hatred. ”

Wu Ling frowned slightly, there was a flower under his mask, only his father and mother knew, even his grandfather Wu Xuance didn't know about it, how did this guy know?

Flower soil?

The red clothes are burning, and the self-immolation looks?

Wu Que's words made Wu Ling have a lot of doubts in his heart, according to Wu Que's words, the flowers on his face seemed to suck his flesh and blood, just like flowers sucked on soil things.

Wu Ling didn't understand why Wu Que would say that.

The flowers on his face were just birthmarks, how could he suck the flesh and blood of the human body, but thinking of what Chen Dou said about sealing the spirit forbidden body before, and what he saw today, Wu Ling hesitated.

After some thought, Wu Ling felt the need to pay attention to this matter.

It is better to believe that there is a question involving one's own life than to believe that it is not.

Wu Ling put away his thoughts, wanting to see if he could get something out of Wu Que's mouth, but saw that Wu Que's figure had completely dissipated, and there was no Wu Que in the night sky.

Seeing this, Wu Ling could only shake his head helplessly.

Now it seems that it is up to him to slowly find the answer.

Wu Ling looked at Xinyi and said, "Senior, can you do me a favor?"

Xinyi said: "Boy, looking at you, most of you already know that I am the person who talked to you this morning. Although you killed Zhao Que, you can be regarded as indirectly saving me, but if you want to pay attention to the wind, then you can still avoid it. You've refused, there's no reason why I'll help you again, it's your own choice. Moreover, there are already better candidates for Fufeng Shuangjue, and you have no chance with Shuangjue. ”

"What!"

Wu Ling chuckled in his heart, and his heart felt as if he had been caught.

He hurriedly said: "Senior, that's the case, I have a friend, a little girl who is less than ten years old, because she was sucked by the evil dragon this morning, although she has been rescued now, but her face is withered, eighty or ninety years old, a senior told me that as long as you instill Fufeng Shuangjue into her body, you will recover." Can the seniors instill in her the Fufeng Double Absolute Technique?"

Wuling's words surprised Xinyi, and she thought that Wuling wanted her to help and feel the wind and the wind. took the initiative to ask to give up Fufeng Shuangjue to others, and I have to say that there is definitely something wrong with this kid's brain.

However, coincidentally, the little girl mentioned by Wuling seems to be the same person as Fufeng Shuang.

Xinyi also asked Wu Ling, so she didn't tell Wu Ling about it, but said: "I can help her understand the double perfection of helping the wind, but whether it can be done or not depends on him! Of course, I can't help in vain, I need you to make a deal with me." ”

Wu Ling didn't think much about it, and asked directly: "What kind of deal, senior, you said." ”

Xinyi stepped from the sky to the ground, and said: "I am the body of the sword spirit, and I need to live in the ethereal sword, and the sword in your hand happens to be the ethereal sword, so I need to stay in your sword for a while, and when I find someone to climb the hanging mountain, I will leave." ”

Wu Ling explained: "This sword is not mine, I am just helping people to deliver the sword, and I need to hand over the sword to someone else when the Tianmu Mountain Sword Conference is held." If the predecessor only stays for more than a month, I can agree for the owner of this sword first, if the predecessor wants to stay longer, and when he arrives at Tianmu Mountain, he can communicate with the owner of this sword again, whether he agrees or not, I dare not guarantee it. ”

"Of course, if my predecessor has been in the house for thirteen years, just looking for someone to climb the Hanging Mountain, then there is no need to look for it, because I plan to climb the Hanging Mountain. ”

Xinyi was slightly stunned, "Are you going to climb the Hanging Mountain?"

"That's right!"

Wu Ling nodded, and then felt that Xinyi seemed to be in a hurry to go to the Inverted Hanging Mountain, so he added: "But I still have a place I want to go, and I won't hurry up and rush to the Inverted Hanging Mountain, just like passing by Tianmu Mountain, I will stop for a few days to see the Sword Conference, so this way will stop and go, and it is estimated that it will take two to three months to reach the foot of the mountain." ”

Xinyi raised his head and said: "Then I will make a deal with you, I will help the little girl to understand the wind and the wind, you take me to the inverted hanging mountain, find my natal sword body, how about it?"

"Natal Sword Body?"

It's another title that Wu Ling doesn't know, but compared to this, Wu Ling is more curious about another piece of information revealed in Xinyi's words, "What do seniors mean, have you been to the Inverted Hanging Mountain before?" Can you tell the juniors about the Inverted Hanging Mountain?"

Seeing that his figure was showing signs of dissipation, Xinyi said, "I'll go to the ethereal sword in your hand to live for a while. ”

Wu Ling said: "Seniors, please feel free. ”

Xinyi jumped into the air and ran over, and then his body turned into a shallow glow, and he was submerged in thirteen years.

Entering the new clothes in the ethereal room, like a fish in water, the whole body is extremely comfortable, and there are a few yo yo deer chirps.

Xinyi said happily: "Boy, for the sake of you letting me enter like an ethereal sword, the sword on the glazed golden top of the canopy will be given to you." Although this sword is in the land of spirits, without the blessing of the sword spirit, it is not as good as the thirteen years you have in your hand now, but the material of this sword is special, and the sharpness and tenacity are not inferior to any sword. ”

"Then thank you seniors. ”

Wu Ling was not polite, and then said to Tu Shan with a little embarrassment: "Brother Tu Shan, I have to trouble you to help me take off the sword." ”

Tu Shan nodded and said, "No...... No problem. ”

At the foot of the slaughter mountain, he kicked hard and jumped up. Although Tu Shan looks like he is the size of three martial arts, his agility is far superior to that of ordinary people, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the glazed golden roof of the canopy.

Without much effort, Tu Shan pulled out his sword.

The old sword strip, which was only more than two fingers wide, was like a small branch in Tu Shan's hand. Jumping down from the canopy, Tu Shan handed the sword to Wu Ling.

Wu Ling took the sword and thanked, "Thank you, Brother Tushan." ”

A rare smile appeared on Tu Shanmune's face, and he shook his head and said, "No...... You are welcome. ”

Xinyi in the thirteenth year said: "I haven't been to the Inverted Hanging Mountain for many years, as for whether I went there a thousand or two thousand years ago, I don't remember, in short, it was a long, long time, and I slept for a long time during this period, and I don't even know how the Inverted Hanging Mountain became a soulless land, so I don't know what the situation is on the Inverted Hanging Mountain now." ”

Hearing this, Wu Ling gasped.

Lived for a thousand or two thousand years?

This statement can be said to have shocked Wuling, is there really an immortal immortal in the world?

Xinyi continued: "But you don't have to worry too much about the inverted hanging mountain being too big, or the time has passed too long to find it. As long as I and my natal sword body are separated by thirty miles, I can sense it. ”

Wu Ling smiled and said, "As long as the seniors are not in a hurry, then there is no problem." ”

"In three years, you can help me find it. ”

Xinyi said: "Take me to the little girl you said! Because the entanglement with the martial bird has consumed me too much, I need to sleep in the sword for a while." ”

Hearing this, Wu Ling still had a lot to say in his heart to ask Xinyi, but for the sake of Xiao Zhiyi, he didn't dare to stay any longer, so as not to delay the treatment.

Back in the inn's room, as soon as he entered the door, Wuling met Chen Dou.

Chen Dou joked with a smile: "Boy, your murderous appearance is a little ugly. ”

Wu Ling was stunned, then grinned and said, "It seems that there is really that." ”