"Fang Yun, you go to the sect for help, I entrust my life to you. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Qian Yong said to the disciple in front of him with a serious expression.

"Senior Brother Qian, you should go back and ask for help, your cultivation is the highest here!" A Heavenly Sword disciple dressed in green clothes, with an eager look on his face, waved his hand again and again.

"Fang Yun, don't shirk anymore, we all know that your sword art is the fastest here, this matter can't be delayed any longer, you have to go back quickly, it's up to you whether we can survive or not." Qian Yong said in a very serious tone.

A group of disciples beside him also nodded in agreement: "Yes, Senior Brother Fang, go quickly!"

Seeing that Qian Yong had already made up his mind to let himself go back and ask for help, and everyone was strongly in favor of letting him ask for help, the disciple named Fang Yun no longer shirked, bowed his hand and said: "As long as my Fang Yun is here, I will definitely notify the sect to rescue everyone, everyone must hold on, wait for me to come back!"

Qian Yong was also relieved when he agreed, and he was secretly happy, "I didn't expect that I would be able to take away this disciple whose cultivation was only for himself so smoothly, and when he left, I would be completely sure to kill all the remaining people." ”

Then he said: "Without further ado, Senior Brother Fang, you set off as soon as possible, this Changshan County has been too unpeaceful recently, in case there is a change, you can set off now, it will only take a few days to reach the sect at your speed, you must hand over this thing to the head as soon as possible, please make a decision." ”

After saying that, he pulled out a strange arm from the storage bag on his waist.

The arm was as black as iron, and the flesh and blood on the arm seemed to have rotted for many years, but the strange thing was that the rotten flesh and blood were as solid as a rock, and ordinary flying swords couldn't hurt it at all.

The most frightening thing is that the sharp nails of the fingertips are long and pitch black, and the sharpness is no worse than that of an ordinary long sword, and this claw also has a very vicious corpse poison, ordinary disciples can't resist it at all, and several Qi cultivation disciples died under such sharp claws.

Fang Yun carefully took the arm that was as black as iron, put it into the storage bag, looked at the senior brothers who pinned their hopes on him, sighed, and said, "Senior brothers, take care, I will definitely come back as soon as possible." ”

After speaking, he picked up a fairy sword, held it in front of him, rolled up a long rainbow and went straight to the direction of the sect.

Qian Yong looked at Fang Yun's figure that was gradually moving away, and the irritability in his heart gradually dissipated, and he finally wanted to get rid of such a day.

When I remembered that I woke up sweating profusely every night, and that I had turned into a headless corpse and knelt down at the gate of the spiritual mine in the dream, my heart was extremely frightened and uneasy.

Turning his head to look at the group of young disciples around him, his faces full of hope, he couldn't bear to be alive in his heart, but he remembered the person from the Ghost Sect he met a few days ago, and thought of what he said, so he immediately made up his mind, "Since I can't die, then let you die, don't do it, kill!"

Turning his gaze to the Eastern Jungle, Qian Yong turned his head to the disciples beside him and asked, "Has Zhang Jie come back?"

An older disciple replied respectfully, "Senior Brother Qian, he hasn't come back yet!" Senior Brother, I don't know if I should say something or not?"

"Let's say, we are all brothers in the same sect, there is nothing we can't say, I'm just better than you guys. Qian Yong said very politely.

"Since Senior Brother said so, then I said, Changshan has not been peaceful recently, and everyone is in danger, I don't think Gu Yue and Wujimen will be willing to help us. The veteran disciple said with a serious face.

Qian Yong looked at the disciple who spoke, and also took a deep breath and said, "Whether they want to or not, we still have to ask for it, maybe they will be willing to help us?"

Suddenly, a flying rainbow in the dense forest in front of him flew crookedly towards the mine, and the person in the flying rainbow seemed to be about to fall down at any time, Qian Yong fixed his eyes and saw that it was Zhang Jie who was sent out to ask for help, and then flew forward, catching the person in the flying rainbow, and his heart was suddenly overjoyed, he must have encountered the attack of the man in black, that is to say, he did not get help, looked at Zhang Jie's bloodstains, and then said in horror: "Senior Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

The surrounding group of disciples looked at each other, and the slightly more qualified disciple looked at Zhang Jie's injuries and said, "He only has one breath left." He then shook his head and announced the death sentence of the disciple named Zhang Jie.

The disciples looked at a black palm print on his chest, which was emitting a trace of black smoke, a foul smell continued to emit out, and their hearts were also infinitely frightened, his injuries were very similar to those of the disciples who died a few days ago, could it be that he also met those people in black?

I only heard that Zhang Jie's face was painful, and his mouth trembled and said, "There is an enemy...... Attack, fast ...... Hurry ......up" Before he finished speaking, the pupils in those round eyes had gradually dissipated, and the person was dead.

Just when Qian Yong just put down Zhang Jie, there was a sound of Xixi Suo in the dense forest in front of him, and out of the dense forest, five people wrapped in black came out, and the person standing in the middle even had his face covered by black clothes, and the other four people had a dead face, without a trace of expression, and their cold eyes were as cold as if they were from hell, as if they were announcing the death sentence of the Heavenly Sword disciple in front of them.

Qian Yong looked at the person who came, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, it was really the right time for the ghost sect to come, and then he said: "Senior disciples, now is the time to serve the sect, we must keep the wealth of the sect, and don't let this group of robbers take it away." ”

More than a dozen disciples around him echoed and shouted: "Swear to defend the Zongmen mine, the mine is in the people, and the mine is dead!"

The five people in front of him have already killed several of their peers these days, and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword are also enemies, and when they see each other, they are very red-eyed, and they sacrifice their swords, and they jump and rush towards those people.

However, they still underestimated the strength of those black-clothed people, how could a group of disciples in the Qi refining period be the opponents of the five foundation-building ones, slaughtering one after another for a while, seeing the same sect in front of them fall one after another, Qian Yong also had to make a move, swinging his sword and rushing towards the leading black-clothed man......

Before Fang Yun had gone far, he heard the fierce fighting sound, and immediately turned around and went back, even if the same sect was slaughtered, he had to know who Fang Shen was attacking his sect these days.

Not far from the mine, behind a towering tree, looking at the five figures who were killing, Fang Yun's heart was constantly dripping blood, which were his senior brothers who had shared weal and woe all these years, and now they were being slaughtered, but he could only watch.

Immediately took out a piece of jade slip and recorded the appearance of the few black-clothed people, except for the appearance of the masked black-clothed man who did not remember, he had already recorded the appearance of the remaining four, and then ruthlessly rolled up and flew straight to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

At the moment when Fang Yun left quickly, a huge blood-colored palm fell from the sky and slapped behind him, and then a mouthful of black blood rushed out of his chest and sprayed on the grass and trees beside him, only to see that the blood-stained grass and trees withered instantly, Fang Yun glanced at the withered grass and trees, and his heart was shocked.

"Not good!" immediately sped up and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the figure that was leaving quickly, a beautiful and tall woman standing in the depths of the dense forest slowly withdrew the hand that had just stretched out, smiled softly, and turned around and disappeared into the towering dense forest!

Fang Yun received a slap on his back, and at the moment he was only spitting out a mouthful of black blood, it was obvious that the person who made the attack did not want to kill him immediately, but mixed the poison into the palm strength, allowing the poison to slowly penetrate his whole body.

Thinking of the disciples who were being slaughtered, Fang Yun felt a pain in his heart: "Those are all disciples who have been with me for many years, I can't let them die in vain, I want to tell the head of the sect and let the head of the sect avenge them." Immediately, regardless of the injury, he forcibly used the spiritual power in his body, and frantically urged the fairy sword under his feet to fly towards the sect.

With the passage of time, the high mountain gate gradually appeared in front of him, Fang Yun tried hard to open his eyes that were about to be closed at any time, supported his body, and flew towards the mountain gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect with a flying sword, just arrived at the mountain gate, and passed out in front of the huge stone tablet at the mountain gate.

After a long time, he heard the fierce quarrel in his ears, he slowly opened his eyes, saw that it was the yellow light in front of him, and tried to raise his hand, wanting to support his body to meet the master.

Huang Guang saw him wake up, immediately squatted down, injected the powerful spiritual power in his hand into Fang Yun's body, helped him breathe a strong breath, and asked eagerly: "Fang Yun, didn't you let you guard the mine in Changshan? Why did you come back with a serious injury? How do you feel now?"

Fang Yun reluctantly arched his hand and said, "Boss, Changshan is in danger, go to the rescue quickly." ”

"Tell me what happened, why are you poisonous, and how is Chang Shan doing now?" Huang Guang looked anxious, eager to know what happened to Chang Shan immediately, you must know that Chang Shan's spirit mine is the largest spirit stone mine of the Heavenly Sword Sect, where an accident occurs, the consequences are unimaginable.

Fang Yun raised his weak arm, patted it on the storage bag on his waist, took out the broken arm that Qian Yong handed over to him and handed it to Huang Guang, a faint voice sounded in Huang Guang's ears: "It's a group of very strange people in black, they are like a sharp sword, wantonly slaughtering us, in the end we are really powerless to resist, Senior Brother Qian Yong has no choice but to send me back for help."

Not long after I left, I heard a fight in the spirit mine, I wanted to see if the black clothes were attacking us again, it was useless to blame the disciples, I only saw the faces of four of them, and one of them was wrapped in black clothes I couldn't see clearly, the appearance of those four people I have recorded in the jade slip, please forgive the disciple for not guarding the mine. After speaking, he took out a piece of jade and handed it to Huang Guang, slowly lowered his head and stopped looking at Huang Guang.

Huang Guang poured spiritual power into the jade slip, and suddenly four faces appeared in the hall, looking at the dead man's silent face, his face quickly turned cold, like the cold ice of a thousand years, freezing the air around him, withdrawing his spiritual power casually, looking down at Fang Yun and asking, "Are there any other clues?"

After waiting for a long time, he didn't see Fang Yun reply, and then injected that powerful spiritual power into his body, but Fang Yun had already run out of oil, and he had already quietly left while everyone was watching the four images.

Huang Guang helped him tidy up his clothes, and said in a heavy tone: "Shangguan, bury him well, if he has any relatives, he must be arranged, all those who can cultivate immortals will be accepted by you as apprentices, and those who can't cultivate immortals will ensure that he is rich and prosperous for a lifetime." ”

Shangguan Feiyun's face was also heavy, and he said respectfully: "Yes, master." He immediately called the disciples outside the main hall and carried Fang Yun away.

Huang Guang's face was deep, and he said angrily, "What do you think? Who is going to attack our Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Dan Chenzi was the first to speak: "Master, I see that the severed arm in your hand looks like a ghost corpse cultivated by the people of the Ghost Sect a hundred years ago, could it be that this Ghost Sect is so bold that it dares to slaughter my righteous path disciples in broad daylight?"

"I think it's the same, I see that the faces of the four people just now are obviously the looks of the dead, indifferent and ruthless. Murong Hu also said in a deep voice.