Xu Weizhi looked at the sword in Zong You's hand that had not yet dissipated and said in disbelief: "I have seen the sword shadow of mana illusion, but this sword that is so condensed is transformed by mana?"

Gu Yi also said solemnly in a dark tone: "I'm afraid this is the condensation of sword qi, this kind of sword qi is not something that can be possessed by a high realm, a master, what is the origin of this person." ”

"The poor monk didn't expect Zong Shaoxia to have such skills. But it's very good, Don't you have any doubts now!" Yu Shanglang took back his recovered clone and was silent, which can be regarded as an answer.

"I.I.. Can we be together, I want to find my brother's body. Xu Weizhi asked tentatively.

"When what am I?"

"Senior You is angry, I'm afraid to accompany Brother Xu to go to the Demon Valley and then join Senior You. ”

"It's okay, I also have some things to deal with, and you will come to Plains City to find me in half a month. ”

After You Shanglang and Jiang Ran left, Zong You asked Yishe, "Master, just now Chuanyin asked me to go to Demon Mountain with Brother Xu first?"

"It's not to go to the Demon Mountain, but to Tianyi!"

"Tianyi, go to my sect?" Xu was confused.

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After a few people said goodbye, Wusheng returned to Jialan Temple with Yishe, and Zongyou took Yu'er and Xu Weizhi to Tianyi. Zong You didn't know why he went to Tianyi from Yishe until he left. Zongyou in the inn is a little distracted, Tianyi has an elixir? Doesn't it mean that you will get the elixir only if you follow Youshanglang? What does a house have to do with this matter? I don't understand.

"Uncle, what are you thinking?" Wang Xiyu interrupted Zongyou in thought.

"It's nothing, by the way, Brother Xu, your master hasn't investigated the cause of Cong Chenghe's death?"

"After listening to my story, the master strictly ordered me not to spread the word, and there was no follow-up after that. The senior brother died tragically, and the inaction of the master made me disappointed in the sect, and I never returned to the sect after coming down the mountain. ”

At this time, a few people came in, sat at the next table, ordered a few dishes, and began to talk. "How about it, I'll just say that the rumors in Henghai City are nonsense, otherwise why don't you dare to go to the Sword Saint's covenant?"

"I heard that there were a lot of indiscriminate people, and they didn't even enter the gate of the Sword Pavilion, but it was a big shame. ”

"It's not for the sake of fame, and I don't weigh my own pounds. ”

"I heard that the disciple of the Sword Saint was quite annoyed, and he was already looking for that person everywhere. ”

Hearing this, Wang Xiyu couldn't help frowning, but Zong You looked like he didn't care about himself, and put the chopsticks and meat in his mouth.

"Sect Brother, have you heard about Henghai City?"

"I've heard it a lot. ”

"I'm afraid there are few people in Nanzhou who don't know, but I don't think it's fake. ”

"Oh?"

Xu Weizhi's expression was a little yearning: "I went to Henghai City a few days ago, and almost all the people in the city saw the scene of ten thousand swords covering the sun that day, and I really want to see such a master in the world." Wang Xiyu smiled after hearing this, and muttered in his heart that the world's masters are sitting in front of you.

A person suddenly ran in at the door of the inn and shouted to the next table: "Come out, there is a lively look!" Seeing that Xu Weizhi was also a little moved, Zongyou greeted Xiao Er, and the three of them moved to the second floor of the inn to watch the excitement.

There were already a lot of people gathered on the street not far away, and there were two men facing each other in the center, one in purple clothes and carrying two long swords, with a strange birthmark on his face, and a slightly short stature. The other was burly, dressed in black, armed with a white spear, with a pair of tiger eyes that were not angry but mighty.

After a stalemate, the man in purple spoke: "Zhang Ran, for the sake of the elders' face, I have shown mercy to my subordinates several times, can you really find death?"

Zhang Ran pointed at the ground: "Try it?"

The purple-clothed man slashed at Zhang Ran with his swords. Zhang Ran's horizontal gun blocked with a solemn expression, in the past, the other party only used a sword, and it seems that today he is indeed planning to use all his strength. He couldn't help but think about it anymore, pushed the two swords away, swept the spear in his hand for a month and a half to force the distance, and then stabbed the opponent with one arm. The man in purple separated the spear with one sword, and the other sword embedded the spear head and picked it out hard, trying to pull out the spear head with skill. How could Zhang Ran let him get his wish, as soon as he let go of the gun, he immediately grabbed the tail of the gun and sent it forward, using his strength to fight. When the tip of the spear was about to pierce into the chest, the man in purple leaned back and dodged the bridge, and slashed out a sword after leaning up.

Zhang Ran turned sideways to dodge, only to see the sword slash through the ground and leave a deep mark. couldn't help but say, "What, I can't help it?" The man in purple jumped back, his body was in the air, his two swords swung in succession, and more than a dozen sword qi burst and shot towards Zhang Ran.

Seeing this, Zhang Ran danced a spear and shouted: "Infinite flow of twelve styles, absolutely unbeatable!" The green tendons of his right arm burst out, the head of the spear condensed with silver light, and he waved the gun back and forth, and he didn't know how many times he stabbed out in an instant, and he could only vaguely see the silver light flashing. After the purple-clothed man fell from the sky, he did not stop, but spun like a spinning top, his speed getting faster and faster, and the double swords in his hands shot out a continuous stream of sword qi. The sword qi collided with the silver light, and the sound of explosions continued to be heard.

The man in purple said with a slight mockery: "Zhang Ran, work hard! Can't you hurry up?"

In the face of the continuous sword qi, Zhang Ran was already a little powerless. How fast, the silver gun is about to burst out of his hand, how can it be faster. Since you can't go any faster, let you slow down, thinking of this Zhang Ran's white tassel gun, he slammed his right foot on the ground and drank: "Infinite flow twenty-one style, king of kings!" The silver light extended from the head of the gun to the tail of the gun, Zhang Ran grabbed the tail of the gun and slashed at the ground with a "bang", and the crowd of onlookers from a distance only felt that the ground shook, and their bodies shook with it. The man in purple who was close to him was shocked off the ground, and at this moment's flaw, Zhang Ran threw out a white tassel gun, his body rose like the wind, and he seemed to turn into a white dragon when he resisted the tail of the gun, and directly took the man in purple to the vital point.

Before the man in purple fell, the tip of the gun was already approaching, and the head of the gun instantly pierced the chest of the man in purple and submerged into the tail of the gun. Just when Zhang Ran thought that the victory was in his hands, he saw the man in purple showing a sneer, and secretly said that it was not good in his heart, and he hurriedly looked at the other party's chest, but there was no strange drop of blood flowing out. Zhang Ran knew that Zhongji wanted to pull out the spear, but the man in purple grabbed his arms, a piercing pain came from his back, and a long sword pierced his left abdomen from his back, Zhang Ran turned his head to see that there was no one.

At this time, the crowd strangely divided to both sides, and a figure slowly walked out, looking up at the three Zongyou on the second floor of the inn, and said: "Can the three of you still have fun?" This voice is soft like water, and there is a hint of charm in the softness, such as the hollow valley orchid, just listening to the sound makes people's bones soft and crisp. Xu Weizhi saw the woman's appearance clearly, and actually showed an obsessive look. The woman shook the light Luo Xiaofan in her hand, dressed in a white dress and red smoke gauze skirt, her eyebrows were like green feathers, and her muscles were like mutton fat. Zong You patted Xu Weizhi on the shoulder, which made Xu Weizhi come back to his senses, his eyes showed horror, and he was fascinated by just one glance, if the other party has the heart, he is only afraid.... The two noticed something unusual, and since the woman appeared, the originally noisy crowd around them suddenly quieted down, and there was only Zhang Ran's heavy wheezing sound on the entire street, and Zhang Ran coughed up blood: "Who are you?"

The woman did not answer, but waved her sleeves lightly, and in an instant, the crowd disappeared, the houses and pavilions turned into nothingness, and the inn where the three of Zongyou were located also became a dilapidated thatched hut. It turns out that the whole city is nothing more than an illusion. The three of them have been spelled since they entered the city, so is this Zhang Ran real or false? Zong You looked at it, Zhang Ran looked at him in surprise, the purple-clothed man who was pierced by the barrel of the gun had turned into a white bone skeleton, his mouth kept opening and closing to make a "click" sound, Yu'er was so frightened that she hid behind Zong You and didn't dare to look at it again.

"Don't panic, the little woman is only for Zhang Ran this time. The three of them can leave on their own. ”

Zong You asked, "How did you deceive my divine sense?"

The woman smiled, turned the small fan in her hand into a red bead and said: "Just by relying on it, I know that your cultivation is profound, but this glass jewel can transform all things, it seems to be real and virtual, and few people can see through it." ”

"What kind of enmity does this person have against you, and with your realm, is it worth your trouble?"

The woman's expression became cold: "This doesn't need to worry about the son, please." ”

"I've never seen this demon girl, and I ask a few people to help, I'm sure ..."

"Shut up!" the woman whispered, her eyes flashing with purple. Zhang Ran rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

Although the purple mang disappeared, Zong You saw it really and asked out loud, "Fox Clan?"

The woman's eyes sharpened when she heard these two words: "What is it?

Zong You explained: "Not long ago, I visited Huji Mountain and met the predecessors of Qingqiulan. ”

"Have you seen grandma?"

"Yes, the purpose of my trip is related to Qingyue'er. Since I am not an enemy, can the girl explain it so that I can know that I have not helped the wrong person. ”

"If it's really helpful to the fifth sister, Ahri just offended a lot and ask Childe for forgiveness, as for the reason for today's incident, Childe will know it after seeing it. After speaking, the bright glass orb in Ahri's hand emitted a burst of blue light, and everyone's vision changed.

On the corner of the bustling street in the afternoon, a little beggar with unkempt hair and ragged clothes dozing off with his back against the stone lion. Suddenly, there was a "squeak", the gate of Jiangfu was opened by the people in the house, and a man who looked like a servant walked out, glanced left and right, and found that the little beggar next to the stone lion hung his eyes, and pushed the cuffs up with both hands, walked quickly to the little beggar and kicked it up, scolded and scolded in his mouth: "Stinky beggar, blind your dog eyes, don't look at where this is! Get out of here!"

"Ouch!" the little beggar was in the head, but the man didn't spare his hand, and kicked him to the ground a few times.

"What's going on?" asked a girl about eight or nine years old who came out of the door.

"There is a little beggar blocking the way at the gate of the house, and the thief's eyebrows are not a good thing at first glance, Miss don't worry, I will clean him up!" After speaking, he stretched out his leg and kicked it again.

"Stop!" the girl scolded, and hurried to pull away the servant, glancing at the little beggar curled up, his hands tightly covering his blood-oozing head, thinking that he had just knocked on the head. "Send him to the Chunlai Hospital. ”

How dare the domestic servant be disobedient: "Yes, miss, the little one will go." ”