Chapter Twenty-Five: The Trap
(Thanks to Momo, Huangliang, and Tianshui for their generous tips!)
"You're here, how can I be left behind?"
Jiang Shanghan said indifferently, and the sword in his hand was slowly raised, pointing at Xiao Jianfeng.
Xiao Jianfeng grinned: "It's just in time, I wanted to go to the Lingtai to compete with you a long time ago to see if you are really undefeated!"
Jiang Shanhan's momentum is increasing little by little: "You don't need to go to the spiritual platform, you can do it now." ”
"Good!"
Xiao Jianfeng shouted continuously, drew his sword with his backhand, and with a touch of coldness, his sword was actually dark blue, cast with thousand-year-old cold iron.
This is a spiritual weapon!
In the human world, there are nine realms of cultivation, which are the opening of the body, the out-of-body movement, the exorcism, the passage of the Xuan, the gestation, the hedan, the yuan qi, the yang god, and the human immortals; and the utensils used by the cultivators are also divided into two categories, one is the magic weapon, and the other is the magic weapon; among them, the magic weapon is common, and the magic weapon is difficult to find, and basically only exists in the fairy world.
Dharma instruments are divided into three levels: enlightenment, blessings, and spiritual products.
In fact, ordinary cultivators, most of the weapons they use are made of fine iron, and they are not even magic weapons, they still belong to the category of ordinary "utensils", but they are relatively sharp.
Magic weapons, as the name suggests, come with additional special functions that can be activated during battles to deal special damage.
For example, the sword in Xiao Jianfeng's hand is forged from thousand-year-old cold iron, and the cold is entangled, if you fight against it, if you are not careful, you will be invaded by the cold and your combat power will be greatly reduced. If the cultivation is weak, it will be frozen by the cold, and the qi and blood will immediately stiffen, and there is no need to fight at all.
Therefore, having a divine weapon occupies a big advantage.
The sword in Jiang Shanghan's hand is ordinary. It's not that Lingtai doesn't have divine soldiers, but it's just his way of practicing swords, not fake foreign objects, but seek his own heart!
"Yang Lincong, you go to the side to heal first!"
Jiang Shanghan let go of Yang Lincong and let him go to the side.
"Thank you, Peak Master!"
Yang Lincong bowed slightly, and said in his mouth, but suddenly took out his palm, and hit the right rib of Jiangshan Han who was close at hand!
"You!"
Jiang Shanghan was shocked and angry, and backhanded a sword.
As soon as Yang Lincong hit him, he was about to run away, but he was still a beat slower, and with a sneer, a head fell off, and his body rushed forward a few steps, and then he fell unwillingly.
The sudden change made the faces of the Lingtai disciples present change greatly, and they shouted in unison: "Peak Master!"
No one expected that Yang Lincong would be a traitor.
In other words, at this time, I didn't expect that after all, Yang Lincong fought bloodily before, and almost sent a broken leg, and his performance was flawless.
It wasn't until now that everyone understood that everything was just a bitter trick, and it was specially played for Jiang Shanghan.
Before entering Yangzhou, Jiang Shanghan was suspicious of the personnel in the branch library, and Yang Lincong was no exception. He quietly entered the city, originally wanting to investigate secretly, and then he showed up and presided over the overall situation.
However, when the branch library was attacked, Jiang Shanghan could not see death without help, so he had to change his plan.
It turns out that this is a trap!
Could it be that when he went down the mountain, he was targeted, or when he entered the city, he was already recognized?
In an instant, a few thoughts passed through Jiang Shanghan's mind, and his heart was cold.
His body was also shivering.
Yang Lincong's palm is Qingcheng's peerless "Heart-Destroying Palm", the heart of the person is injured, the meridians are damaged, if it is not treated as soon as possible, the whole person will be like a tree with its roots cut out, slowly withering, and finally dying.
Although Jiang Shanghan's cultivation is much higher than Yang Lincong, it is also extremely uncomfortable to be hit by a sneak attack. Yang Lincong's palm has been clearly immersed in it for many years, and it has been quite popular.
At this time, Xiao Jianfeng made a move, and he would never let go of the great opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
The sword light is like mercury pouring on the ground.
Jiang Shanghan gritted his teeth and swung his sword to fight.
Sonorous!
Xiao Jianfeng took out three swords, Jiang Shanghan took three steps back, he stood firmly, but the breath in the meridians was churning, and he couldn't hold back any longer, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
but the blood was blue.
Xiao Jianfeng took a moment and said with a smile: "Tsk, vomiting blood, it seems that you are not undefeated." ”
Jiang Shanghan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and took a sip: "Despicable villain!"
"Haha, in this world, there are no adults and villains, only the king and the loser. ”
"Peak Master, you go quickly!"
At this time, a group of Lingtai disciples shouted, raised their sword weapons, and rushed towards Xiao Jianfeng desperately, wanting to exchange everyone's lives for a glimmer of life for Jiang Shanghan.
"Look for death!"
Xiao Jianfeng snorted coldly, and with two swords, he had already assassinated the two Lingtai disciples who rushed first. As for the others, they had already been intercepted by two black-clothed men led by two people in black and began to fight.
Seeing the disciples fall in a pool of blood one after another, Jiang Shang's eyes were cold: "Xiao Jianfeng, this revenge Lingtai will be avenged!"
Xiao Jianfeng smiled gloomily: "Under the nest, An has finished having eggs, and the eggs are gone, what will your Lingtai take revenge?"
Hearing this, Jiang Shanghan's mind flashed: "In Dutou Town, that black-robed man is you? No, it's not you, it should be Yang Lincong!"
"Hehe, you're really a smart guy. It's a pity that it's late. These days, all the people killed are small shrimps, and it's boring to be funny. But fortunately, in the end, I still lured out your big fish, and I didn't waste a lot of layout, it's worth it!"
Xiao Jianfeng said, but he was not slow to move, and the attack of the Cold Iron Sword was like a tide.
Jiang Shanghan had no chance to turn around and leave, so he could only fight with his sword. If he hadn't been hit in that palm, he was confident that he would be able to defeat the opponent within a hundred moves.
But there is never a "what if" in this world.
The fierce battle affected the injury, Jiang Shanghan vomited another mouthful of blood, the poisonous palm attacked, and his mind was confused.
Sneered, the sword was hit in the right shoulder, and the whole arm suddenly lost its strength, and he could barely grasp the sword.
Xiao Jianfeng took a step forward, and it was another sword.
This time, it was Egami's left shoulder that was stabbed.
Xiao Jianfeng's sword was fierce, and the strength was accurate, only stabbing the tendons and veins of Jiang Shanghan's shoulders, but did not hurt others.
But if the veins are broken, the two hands are wasted.
Xiao Jianfeng's face was expressionless, and after two more swords, Jiang Shanghan's knees were splashed with blood, and he fell to the ground with a pop, he was extremely indignant in his heart: "Xiao Jianfeng, you have the ability to kill me!"
Xiao Jianfeng returned the sword to the sheath, took out a white silk scarf, slowly wiped his hands, and said leisurely: "Don't worry, I won't kill you." Not only will they not kill, but they will also send you back to the spiritual platform, so that the disciples of the full sect can take a good look at the undefeated swordsman in their minds, how is it now. ”
"You ......"
Jiang Shang was angry and angry, and fainted to death.
"Kill all the others, not a single one!"
Xiao Jianfeng commanded coldly, turned around and walked out of the branch courtyard.
A man in a robed robe followed and asked in a low voice, "Venerable, what are we going to do next?"
Xiao Jianfeng said with a smile: "Didn't I say it just now? Take Jiang Shanghan and go to Lingtai Mountain!"
"Yes. ”
The man in the robe answered and retreated.
In the courtyard, the sound of killing continued.
The rain poured down.