Author: Battle of Tiandu

Three days later, at night.

I saw a silent figure in black, with steps like a ghost, quickly exiting the mountain gate of Spirit Sword Peak and moving quickly in the direction of Melting Sword Peak.

At the same time, on Rongjian Peak, at the entrance of a certain mountain road going up the mountain, there were five outer disciples in the Qi cultivation period, standing in the pavilion on the side, guarding the road up the mountain.

I saw an ordinary-looking man, looked at the cloudy sky, and said to the other four:

"It's getting late, the time to guard the mountain gate is estimated, it's almost over, I should go back too, do you want to go together!"

I heard another person stretch his waist and say with a smile: "This Rausch sub-mission is almost out of stock!

A tall young man, his eyes were rolling slightly, he looked at the ordinary-looking man in front of him and said:

"Senior Brother Fang Zhongshuang, I see that you have a good complexion recently, have you done any good tasks and earned a lot of spirit stones!

"It's just a small task, and you can earn a lot of spirit stones," Fang Zhongshuang explained.

"It's impossible, senior brother, I see that your face is full of red light, it doesn't look like you haven't earned spirit stones, tell the four of us quickly", the tall man asked him with a look of disbelief.

"I'm too lazy to explain to you, I'll leave first, I'll leave it to you here, don't be lazy, if you let the peak master know, it's not easy to make a difference."

Fang Zhongshuang glanced at the four of them and said in a deep voice.

The other four laughed a few words, and arched their hands casually: "Senior brother, go slowly, we are waiting for the successor to come, and then come."

Fang Zhongshuang took a deep breath and walked out of the pavilion slowly, walking towards his own residence at the bottom of the mountain.

He had just stepped out of the bushes that were descending from the mountains, and in front of him was a small dirt slope about two or three feet high.

At this moment, there was a man in black standing on this small dirt slope, his eyes were a little cold, looking at the man who walked down.

Fang Zhongshuang suddenly saw this situation, and his heart was slightly shocked, with his many years of experience, he immediately began to be alert, and asked the man:

"I don't know which one is on the other side, and it's Zhongshuang below."

Seeing that the other party did not answer, Fang Zhongshuang quietly touched his storage bag, as if he was preparing to prevent the other party from suddenly making a move.

When the man in black in the distance heard this, he didn't say anything, and walked slowly towards Fang Zhongshuang.

Fang Zhongshuang subconsciously took half a step back, and continued to ask: "If the fellow Daoist on the other side doesn't answer, then I'll go first."

"Is it a friend of Fang Zhong and the two sides, I've been waiting for you here for a long time." The man in black looked at each other coldly and said lightly.

Before his words fell, he saw the man in black speed up under his feet, and after a flash of red light in his hand, there was an extra flaming long sword, and the flames of high temperature and waves of air were rolling on the long sword, circling around the sword body non-stop.

The next moment, the flame sword in his hand suddenly rose and slashed towards Fang Zhongshuang.

When Fang Zhongshuang saw the other party, he couldn't help but start to shoot, and he also reacted quickly, the white light in his hand was magnificent, and a two-finger-wide talisman was sacrificed, and he pointed at a little talisman.

Immediately after, where he was standing, with a buzzing sound of air, an invisible wall of qi suddenly appeared, blocking him in front of Fang Zhongshuang with a package.

Fang Zhong's pupils shrank, and he said coldly: "I have no grudge with Daoist friends in recent days, and there is no enmity in the distant future, what do Daoists want to do, don't you know that fighting is not allowed in the sect?"

"There is no resentment in the near future, and there is no enmity in the future!" The man in black who quickly approached and slashed out a sword said coldly:

"Fang Zhongshuang, you are really a noble person who forgets things! Do you forget me soon? You just want to rely on a mere talisman qi wall, do you think you can stop me!"

There was a violent stabbing sound, and the flame sword slashed on the invisible light curtain, and the surrounding air suddenly shook, and a wave of mana rippled in all directions, and some weeds and shrubs around it quickly burned in an instant.

And that invisible light curtain showed no sign of shattering, still blocking Fang Zhongshuang's front.

"I don't care who you are, in that case, let me understand your Excellency's strength first!"

Fang Zhongshuang in the invisible light curtain, his eyes were cold, and before his words fell, there was a burst of blue light in his hand.

A cyan flying sword immediately appeared in his hand, Fang Zhongshuang quickly pinched the sword technique with one hand, and the flying sword in his palm trembled and flew up in the air.

With a loud bang, a crescent-shaped cyan sword slashed out from the cyan sword, and the sword slashed with fierce sword intent and stabbed at the man in black.

The black-clothed man's eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, he immediately stopped, his mouth was full of words, and he quickly pinched and duel, and the flame flying sword in his hand suddenly burst into glory.

The flaming long sword in the black-clothed man's hand, under a trembling blur, turned into a hundred or so flying sword phantoms in an instant, and then separated left and right, passing by the fierce cyan sword that slashed and slashed, and stabbed straight towards the invisible qi wall, and Fang Zhongshuang wrapped inside.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the man in black quickly freed his hand, wiped it in the storage bag on his waist, and a place escape charm was suspended to the side after a flash.

I saw that the man in black stretched out his hand and slapped the escape talisman on his body, and the next moment, the man in black's body quickly began to disappear in the blink of an eye after a fluctuation and distortion.

At the moment when the figure that rushed over disappeared, the sharp cyan sword light pierced in that direction.

Fang Zhongshuang saw that the sword he had shot by himself did not work, he frowned, shook his head lightly and said in surprise:

"How can people disappear out of thin air! This is absolutely impossible"?

He knew that the other party was prepared, and it was impossible to escape, Fang Zhong's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately let go of the power of his divine sense, and vigilantly leaned out.

Suddenly seeing more than a hundred flying sword phantoms in his eyes, stabbing with a scorching high temperature, Fang Zhongshuang had only one thought in his heart at this time, "That is, escape, escape, run away, if you don't run away again, it will be too late."

He then quickly took out a magic talisman and slapped it on his thigh, and was just about to take a step to escape, when a thin slit suddenly cracked under his feet, and a golden flying sword suddenly emerged from it.

Suddenly, there was a snort, followed by a terrible scream.

"Ahh

After a bang, the screaming stopped abruptly, and I saw the golden flying sword piercing through Fang Zhongshuang's lower body and coming out from the top of his head.

And that invisible qi wall was also shattered by this golden sword qi.

In the invisible qi wall, before Fang Zhongshuang's body could fall, he was quickly stabbed by more than a hundred flying sword phantoms, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pool of red and white things.

The next moment, not far away, in another direction, after a period of spatial trembling, a black figure appeared out of thin air, only to see that the figure that appeared was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his little face was pale.

With great difficulty, he raised his big hand and struck a magic duel in that direction, swishing twice, two flying swords, one gold and one red, flew back into the hands of the man in black almost at the same time, and he held a flying sword in each of his left and right hands.

"Phew", the man in black snorted and said to himself: "You garbage is too weak, you die too easily, if it weren't for the private fight in the sect, I would have thought that I would be torturing you."

"Alas!" the man in black sighed again.

Of course, the man in black was Lin Yunchen, who used his housekeeping skills to directly crush Fang Zhongshuang with thunderous means, and when he used the Escape Talisman, he was caught off guard by surprise when he hit Fang Zhongshuang.

Then he raised his sleeve and wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, walked forward quickly, picked up a storage bag left on the ground, he flicked his fingers again, and a fireball technique containing high temperature was shot, and after burning the red and white things on the ground, he didn't stay at all, and left quickly.

Not long after Lin Yunchen left, two rays of light came together from a distance, and soon the ground disappeared with those two rays of light, and two male monks immediately appeared.

In front was an old man with rough skin, and half a step behind him was a young monk of about thirty years.

"Senior Brother Qi, it seems that there was a fight here just now," said the young monk who appeared, his eyes looking around.

"It's not like, there were monks just now, and there was a fierce battle here. ”

"Senior Brother Zhang, look, there are still undried blood stains on the blades of this grass," the old man explained, pointing to a weed on the ground in front of him.

"Really? I'll see."

I saw the young monk squatting down, touching the blood stains on the weeds, his eyes froze, and his big hand sucked a spell somewhere on the ground.

The hairs were sucked into the palm of his hand, and the young man immediately sent the hairs in front of his eyes, examined them carefully, and then said:

"Senior Brother Qi, what you said is right, there is indeed a fierce battle here just now, I guess the murderer should not have gone far, do you want to track down the whereabouts of this person now."

The old man with his hands behind his back frowned slightly when he heard this, he seemed to be thinking for a while, and then he said loudly:

"That murderer dares to fight in the sect, he must not be a good person, in my opinion, forget about this matter!

"Senior Brother Qi means that we will stop at this and don't have to track down the murderer?"

The young monk hesitated for a moment, then replied. Then he said: "Then should we report this matter to the top of the sect first, after all, there are dead people here, and it is a little inappropriate to conceal it and not report it!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, you are usually a relatively smart person, why are you so confused now!" the old man frowned and said slowly with meaning.

"Oh, Senior Brother Qi means that we have never been here before, and we don't know that there is a fight between monks here, so don't care who the murderer is," the young monk replied thoughtfully.

"Let's go, what happened here, anyway, it has nothing to do with you and me, there are not 10,000 Qi cultivation disciples in our sect, but 8,000."

"An elder in the foundation building period who manages internal affairs like you and me, can do everything in every way, and can manage it there," the old man waved his hand and explained casually.

After listening to what the old man said, the young monk threw away the hair in his hand and replied loudly:

"What Senior Brother Qi said is reasonable, then let's go! lest we be seen by others, I'm afraid that you and I will be busy working endlessly."

The two looked at each other and smiled, acquiescing to each other's proposal, and then, the two of them flashed with white light, set up a retreat, and flew away in the direction where the two of them came.