A bright moon is in the sky, shining brightly.

The night breeze is a little.

Thousands of lights depict the night in the gloom.

When the world is warm and cold, the eyes are gentle.

Xiao Jiling sat on the exposed root system of Jianmu, silently running his internal strength.

A small part of the internal strength in one's own body comes from one's own cultivation, and most of it comes from the transmission of the power of others, and it must be polished day and night in order to operate freely.

Behind him were three young people, Ning Wangfang, Yu Changxin, and Lu Honglin, who were standing or sitting.

Yu Guhong, the chairman of the Martial Alliance, took away a large number of elites of the Martial Alliance in order to support the Moko Kingdom under the invasion of the Underworld, and now the strength of the Martial Alliance is overstretched.

Originally, Xiao Jiling should take turns to rest after completing the vigilance task on the periphery of the Wumeng, but because the Wumeng was really short of manpower, he could only take Ning Wangyu and his party, who had just returned, to watch and guard Jianmu together......

In fact, the four of them are almost a few years old, but Xiao Jiling has the title of head after all, and there are predecessors who have raised the martial arts realm to the second-grade realm, although they can only exert the combat effectiveness of the third-grade in ordinary fights, so they are a senior, so they play a leading role.

However, the four of them were not familiar with each other, so they had to meditate awkwardly.

Fortunately, Jianmu's body is huge, even if it is only enough for everyone to meditate, and there is a lot of space.

Suddenly, everyone only felt that the surrounding environment had changed drastically, and the lights of the Wumeng camp, which were clearly visible, suddenly became hazy, and then the dark and strange atmosphere shrouded the position of the root system of Jianmu.

In the yin wind, there was a faint whisper of ghosts and ghosts.

"No, it's weird!?"

Xiao Jiling stood up with a brush.

The sword qi in his body seemed to emit a clear streamer, constantly patrolling the source of the sound in the hazy mist.

Ning Wangfang, Lu Honglin, and Yu Changxin stood up closely, pulled out the sword weapon in their hand, and guarded the surroundings.

"You three be careful, the second seat was attacked by demons near Jianmu, and now this is the case...... I'm afraid it's a demon sneaking in again. ”

Xiao Jiling said this, the sword qi accumulated more and more powerful, but the palm hidden in the sleeve could not hide the slight trembling.

The day the imperial capital of the Yin Dynasty broke...... The young swordsman who was heroic in the past has already lost his sword heart.

Xiao Jiling didn't show that he was afraid, but he knew in his heart that he might not even have the courage to use his sword......

"Master Xiao, the evil man has infiltrated the vicinity of Jianmu, we must hurry up and report to the second seat!"

Ning Wangyu frowned and walked quickly behind Xiao Jiling.

"Of course I know," Xiao Jiling smiled bitterly, "but...... I'm afraid we're going to be unable to protect ourselves now......"

Hearing this, Ning Wangfang's faces changed at the same time.

I thought that with the presence of Xiao Jiling, a second-class martial artist, and within the Martial Arts Alliance, everyone would be safe, but I didn't expect that the situation had reached this level.

The second grade of martial arts can't even break through and warn, could it be that there is a congenital attack!?

Xiao Jiling tentatively stabbed out a sword qi and sank into the ethereal and strange mist.

Ning Wang's eyes wavered, and his heart fluctuated with horror...... The sword qi of the second grade of the martial arts could slash away the top of an entire mountain, but here it was like a stone sinking into a waterhole.

Of course, Xiao Jiling also saw it...... But he himself understood that he who had lost his sword heart might not be able to compare to the power of the sword qi of the third grade......

Suddenly, the surrounding malicious atmosphere contracted, like a net for prey.

Xiao Jiling and the four of them were maliciously affected by this sudden change, and their minds were all affected.

Yu Changxin's mood was a little anxious under the influence of malice, and he pulled Ning Wang's sleeve and said:

"Xiao Ning, what should we do!

Ning Wangfang patted the back of his hand, opened his mouth to say something, and finally said nothing.

Silently, no matter how tight the air is!!

The strange evil thoughts nearby contracted again, and at this time, even with Xiao Jiling's martial arts realm, he felt a little out of breath......

It can be seen that the pressure on the three of Ning Wangfang.

Lu Honglin's qi was scattered and she almost fell, but she would rather forget her and grab her quickly.

"Xiao Ning ......"

Lu Honglin looked at Ning Wang.

He didn't speak, gritted his teeth and just shook his head, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Under such pressure, breathing is really an ordeal.

Xiao Jiling was enveloped by a great sense of fear, and tried his best to move his arm and swing his sword...... But...... The cowardice that haunted his soul came back again.

The battlefield with millions of corpses, the demon who lifted the dead...... The man who entrusts all the future to himself......

Why...... I just didn't dare to raise my sword again......

Xiao Jiling bit the tip of his tongue, and the smell of blood came up to bring his stiff body back under his control.

Raised his hand, but the tremor of his wrist had made it impossible for the swordsman to draw his sword anymore......

Damn it...... Get moving!

The urgency in his heart made Xiao Jiling's eyes bloodshot.

There was a trance in front of him, and a blood-red picture seemed to appear in front of him.

A man dressed in purple had been impaled in the chest with a sacrificial scepter, and the man holding the scepter was sneering at him......

"Master......"

Xiao Jiling couldn't help but mutter.

Then, a fist holding the hilt of a sword smashed open the illusory image and strode in.

Dressed in black and white feathers, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and his long hair tied back at the back of his head.

"Yo, why is it so lively here?"

Han Feng Shi Ran walked over and looked at Xiao Jiling and the four of them.

The power of the Celestial Spine Sword carved a passage through the malicious mist.

Although it failed to dispel these malice, it was enough to escort Han Feng into this place, and share most of the pressure here for Xiao Jiling.

The pressure on the four of them was light, and they sat down on the ground at the same time, gasping for air.

"Ye Gongzi! Hurry! Hurry up and remind Baili Cixi! An evil person has infiltrated in!"

Xiao Jiling still remembered his duty and shouted loudly to Han Feng.

Han Feng walked in front of Xiao Jiling in two or three steps, stretched out his hand to pull him up, and then walked over to Ning Wang.

"Of course, Brother Xiao has a point in saying this...... However, the evil people have all started to move, I'm afraid, it's too late to remind Baili Cixi now...... Besides, we can't seem to get out. ”

Han Feng's tone was very relaxed, but the situation was obviously terrible.

The nearby malicious mist contracted again, and the huge power was converging on one of Jianmu's roots, and even the [Heavenly Spine Sword] was almost unable to resist its pressure.

Xiao Jiling tried his best to clench the sword in his hand, but the tremor of his wrist was so obvious that Yu Changxin noticed it.

"It's embarrassing...... Xiao actually has no ability to draw a sword...... I can only ask Brother Ye to rush out!

"How can I say it, maybe the situation outside the Martial Alliance is far beyond our imagination, compared to it, I am afraid it will be a little difficult to escape for a while," Han Feng said and looked at Xiao Jiling, "Compared to that, Brother Xiao will talk about his own affairs...... Why do you ...... Can't draw a sword?"

Xiao Jiling subconsciously wanted to escape Han Feng's gaze, and said:

"Xiao has a poor practice...... I'm ashamed to say that this is not the key at this moment, Brother Ye, let's find a way to get out of trouble......"

"Brother Xiao, now you need to face your own problems, only if you can use the sword, we can get out of trouble!"

Han Feng's voice was extremely firm.

The reason why Han Feng was so determined was, of course, because the mist gave such a strange task.

[Mission: Unlock Xiao Jiling and retrieve Kenshin for him]

[Reward: Second-grade peak retinue - Night Emperor, Celestial Soldier - Born Tooth]

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