Chapter 13: The Murder of the Master
Asking about the early snow of the day, just like the gold list is sprinkled with good literature, and it is endless.
The day was over, and the snow was up to my ankles. Make it difficult for people to walk, and make it even more difficult for people who don't have umbrellas to walk.
The pavilion master on the second floor, the last words he said, hidden a deep meaning...
It's a send-off and a reminder...
Standing at the gate of the scripture building, looking at the fine snowflakes falling from the sky, looking at the downhill road blocked by the wind and snow and the blurred figures under the mountain. Xia Xun frowned, took out a handful of copper coins from his arms, tore off the knot, held it in the palm of his hand, and hid it in his sleeve. Step by step, I walked steadily down the mountain...
The mangosteens all over the mountains are covered by wind and snow, and you can't see the height or shallowness. From time to time, the wind blows down the snow on the branches and leaves, so that pedestrians are extra careful. The snow pit that I had just stepped on was filled with fresh snow in a short time, and no one could find the path they had walked before.
It was still warm as spring when he went out in the morning, and the sudden wind and snow made Xia Xun, who was wearing thin clothes today, tremble slightly, and at the same time made every step he took extremely heavy. Maybe he doesn't like to walk alone in the wind and snow, so the shaking right arm makes the copper plate in his hand tinkle, and it also makes this silent mountain road have some sound, so that it will not be so lonely.
No matter how long the mountain road is, it will always be finished, and the five figures seen on the mountain will gradually become clear.
Xia Xun stopped, and the wind and snow swept across his face and fell on his shoulders, which was very cold. The shaking of his right hand made him feel a little warmer, and the tinkling copper plate made him less lonely.
Five figures who had stood for too long and were covered with a thick layer of ice and snow. They didn't walk fast, and the snow and ice gradually slipped off them, and only then did they see that they were really dressed. Five gray linen robes, five Xuan Iron and Steel swords, and five infiltrating killing intents, approaching Xia Xun step by step.
Five iron swords descended into the snow, and the aura in the swords melted away from the snow, leaving a long trail of marks and a piercing sword sound.
The sword is growing, the sword is ringing, and the footsteps are becoming more and more urgent.
"You can't just leave like this today," a hoarse voice with anger came from the five.
Before the words fell, the five of them turned into running one after another, and the snow on the ground was trampled quickly, stirring up five snow waterfalls. The five iron swords then left the ground, and the swords flourished, piercing the wind and snow, and went straight to Xia Xun.
Xia Xun moved, he didn't panic, and his right hand quickly threw out five copper plates, the copper plates had no energy, but the speed was extremely fast!
"When... While... When "the five iron tools hit the same sound!"
The copper plate accurately hit the five iron swords, blocking the momentum of the five swords. Only then did Xia Xun withdraw from the gap between the five swords.
"Up!" shouted, and the five swords rose again, and the swords were even stronger, attacking Xia Xun's body, shoulder, hands, abdomen, and legs respectively. The five swords are fired together, the sword moves are extremely fast, one sword has not yet arrived, and the two swords have fallen, all in one go. The snowflakes splashed in the flying sword moves, and the snow on the ground was turned into snow by the great sheng's qi.
Xia Xun retreated violently, his right hand continued to fly in front of him without a shadow, and countless copper coins were thrown in the shadow of his hand.
"Dangdangdang......"
Countless iron tools slammed into the sword, and the copper coin shattered when it hit the sword, and it could only block the sword for a moment. The sword still fell in the end, and no matter how flexible the body was, it couldn't avoid being hit by the sword......
One sword, two swords, three swords...
Pale snow, a few more drops of redness...
A heavy sword pierced...
The snow melted by the sword, and a few strands of red silk fell...
"Ahh
Xia Xun shouted violently! In an instant, he smashed all the copper coins in his hand. At this moment, there were more copper coins than snowflakes, as fast as thunder, and they rushed straight to the five people.
"Dangdang..."
The sound of countless iron tools striking sounded instantly. Five Swords retreated a few steps.
"Dangdangdang......"
“......”
The copper coins fell, the sword stopped, and the retreat.
Xia Xun's eyes were slightly bloodshot, and he looked at the five people in front of him. The right hand tightly covered the left shoulder, and from the right shoulder to the lower rib was an open sword wound, and the blood that could not be covered overflowed from between the fingers, and the tattered green shirt was half dyed red. The torn clothes revealed many flesh-turning wounds, blood dripping, the snow on the ground turned bright red, and he was already seriously injured in just a few breaths.
The five iron swords that stopped, the Mai was broken, revealing a few bloody cuts scratched by copper coins, and the one in the center was also staring at Xia Xun, he slowly stroked the cheek that was cut out of a deep groove by the copper plate with his hand, and the blood on the cheek dripped to the ground with the palm of his hand, and also splashed a few pools of bright red.
The sword that just stopped!
"Ah!!!h The iron sword of the sword was thrown up fiercely, and a huge aura burst out from the sword, and the wind and snow that the aura passed through were all melted, the loess cracked, the mud and stones splashed, and then rushed to Xia Xun.
Xia Xun didn't move, because the injury was too serious to move. It's also that the sword is too fast to move.
It's very close, and the wind brought by the sword qi makes the weak Xia Xun a little untenable...
Closer, the wounds on his body were almost torn apart by the strong wind...
"Peng..."
The sword qi exploded...
The surrounding snow was brought into the air by the air waves, the green bamboo snow was all shaken down, the white snow fluttered with blood red, and the soil around Xia Xun was deeply sunken and shattered by the sword qi.
However, Xia Xun was still standing there, and his right hand covering the wound was still oozing blood. It's just that there is one more person in front of Xia Xun at this moment...
The tragedy around him didn't seem to be able to stop the arrogance of this man. He had no weapons, but stuck there like a heavy sword.
Not far away, the iron sword that had been scratched by Xia Xun's cheek raised his sword angrily and looked at the man. Roared:
"Don't forget that you are also a disciple of Wentian!"
"Get out of the way," the man said through gritted teeth.
"Don't push me"
"Open it for me," the man's teeth creaked
A gust of wind blew through everyone, and the view was faintly blocked by snowflakes.
"Up!!"
With an angry shout, the five swords came out again. Five violent sword qi suddenly burst out, like five divine arrows shooting off the string! !
At the same time, the man's fist stretched back, his eyes were red, his whole body erupted with terrifying blood, and his entire body instantly transformed into a human purgatory, and a fierce god with a heavy sword appeared behind him.
He shouted, "Get out of the way!" and his fist struck out, and the fierce god behind him also raised his heavy sword, slashing with the fist volley. The aura of heaven and earth frantically surged towards the fierce god, and the violent storm and snow violently converged towards the fist, and the terrifying fist brought up a snow of more than ten zhang, sandwiching the storm and thunder, like an avalanche, like a huge wave, directly slapping towards the five swords that were shooting.
In the face of the overwhelming waves, the five swords are like a lonely boat in the waves, extremely small.
"Wow... Wow..."
The lone boat crashed into the waves, which didn't make a splash. Instead, the huge wave directly swallowed up the five lonely boats, and continued to rush forward with them.
"Boom..."
Eventually, the monstrous waves crashed into the foot of the mountain in the distance, making a monstrous noise, the snowflakes were scattered, the huge mud and rocks were shattered, the towering old bamboos were all broken at the waist, and the fragments of the iron sword were scattered all over the ground. The sky is full of snow and ice...
The five of them were powerless to squat and kneel in the snow and tremble, and the blood on their bodies kept gushing out...
"Give me !!," another roar of gritted teeth
The iron sword, whose cheek had been scraped, struggled to get up from the ground, its right hand drooping weakly, and its inner bones were broken.
"Luo Jue!! You madman!!" An unwilling angry scolding, did not rush to the crown.
They didn't dare, because the punch just now had made them clearly see the gap between themselves and Luo Jue, and before that, they underestimated Luo Jue too much, and also overestimated themselves. Although they are both in the Imperial God Realm, if they hadn't chosen to destroy the sword just now, it is estimated that they would not even be able to speak at this moment.
Without further words, the five of them struggled to help each other up and staggered away. Only one of the ownerless sword shatters is left.
The fierce god faded, purgatory disappeared, closed his fist, and did not look back.
Luo Jue seemed to grit his teeth forever, but it did not affect his arrogant demeanor in the slightest.
"Not afraid of death?"
"Afraid"
"Not murderous?"
"Yes"
"Then why aren't you afraid?"
"You owe me a favor, I remember"
“...”
It can be seen that Luo Jue hates Xia Xun very much, Xia Xun once made him speechless, and his fists were clenched by him again. The irrepressible aura of anger made the snowflakes dare not get too close.
Next...
Xia Xun left, he had to go, and there were several figures with strong killing intent in the depths of the surrounding bamboo forest, and they were afraid of Luo Jue in front of him and did not appear for a long time. And now, Luo Jue owes him a favor, and he won't do anything for him again, so he must go.
Luo Jue looked at the departing figure, gritted his teeth and said, "Li Ru is scattered"
Xia Xun didn't look back, didn't stay, but endured the pain of the wound tearing, and accelerated to the stable.
"Royal..."
A horse roared, and a jujube red pony galloped eastward with a bloody man in the wind and snow. Bright red blood, spilling from the horse, fell on the pale snow, and it was extremely oozing.
Li Daru is dead!
He knew that the five iron swords and the figure hidden in the forest were all disciples of Wentian...
When the pavilion master said his last words, he knew that there was a lot of snow outside...
From the way everyone looked at him when he just walked out of the scripture building, he knew that the road back to the east of the city today was not easy......
He also calculated that the great Confucian who was asked by him to break the Dao Heart was afraid that his cultivation path had already ended. But he never expected that the great Confucian would actually lose his heart on this issue and cause his divine consciousness to collapse!
Now that Li Ru is gone, the figures waiting for him in the wind and snow today should not only be Wentian disciples, but Li Daru's personal protégé, and he already has a mortal enemy who has a revenge against the teacher...
Since he is a mortal enemy, he will not just think about leaving a scoop of blood or a broken arm of him, but will leave his head and surpass the soul!
Things suddenly became a little strange, which made Xia Xun a little unexpected and puzzled...
Luo Jue stood on the way of the pony's departure, turned to look at the mountain road covered with ice and snow, and there was snow in all directions......