Chapter 7: Three Swords
The wind quietly flew with Shui Jun's blue robe, Shui Jun shook his head, looked up at the lonely moon hanging in the sky, and tears disappeared into the dark night with the wind.
Shui Jun covered his heart and said, "I don't want to have only one person in the mirror of my beloved." ”
Suddenly, Shui Jun felt that his heart hurt so much, "What's the matter? Are you still hurting for her?"
"Is this how I feel distressed? I thought you would be numb in a thousand years. ”
Shui Jun walked in front of Dongjun and blocked Dongjun with his own figure, and Dongjun behind him silently lowered his head.
Shui Jun let his tears flow from his eyes, with a smile on his face, and said, "Shui Jun, one of the four monarchs of the Yin Yang Poison Hand Family, asked Lord Sword Immortal for advice. ”
The wind gracefully carries a faint wound, and the wound is extinguished like a candle flame with whose affection.
Shui Jun's hands slowly turned blue, and in the dark night, a lonely moon hung in the sky, and the moonlight under the moon shone on Shui Jun's body, and Shui Jun's hands were bubbling with a faint cold, and within a zhang of Shui Jun, a thin layer of ice had formed on the ground.
The thin ice makes people feel so cold in the dark night of summer!
Lu Qi watched the change of Shui Jun's hands, Ben had an indifferent expression, but at this moment he frowned. muttered, "Poison handprint?"
Shui Jun smiled, but his face was bitter, and said: "Lord Sword Immortal has good eyesight! This is the second skill of the Yin and Yang family, and Lord Sword Immortal can still look at it?"
Lu Qi smiled and asked rhetorically: "Can you see it?" Hehe, there are only two people I know who know the Heavenly Dao Yin and Yang Family who know how to poison the handprint, one is the Heavenly Emperor, the Lord of the Heavenly Dao, and the other is the Yin Yang Crown, the head of the Yin and Yang Family! ”
As soon as Dongjun heard the words "poisonous handprint", he raised the book and lowered his head, and exclaimed: "Your cultivation is obviously above Benjun, why did you lose at that time? Why? I don't understand! Benjun doesn't understand!" When the four of them competed in the competition, they ranked the actions of the four monarchs according to their cultivation, but Shui Jun at that time lost, and only lost in his own hands among the three.
Shui Jun smiled miserably and said, "She only loves you, who loses and who wins?" Shui Jun's words were extremely bleak, and the figure that he couldn't touch in his life was only to protect from afar.
"You promised me that you would go back alive, I don't want her to be sad," Shui Jun said.
Dongjun shook his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense. ”
Shui Jun smiled miserably and said, "The sword immortal is famous for all the people in the six realms, and they are all as good as thunder. ”
Lu Qi frowned, looked at Shui Jun in front of him, seemed to touch some memories, and said: "It is rumored that the Yin Yang Poisoner family has two stunts, one is Yin Yang Technique! The other is the Poison Handprint! The Poison Handprint is even more on top of the Yin and Yang Technique, I only have three swords, and it doesn't matter if I live or die after the three swords." ”
Shui Jun's palms are dark blue, and the blue palms are bubbling with a hint of cold, Shui Jun looks at his palms, which are as pure as the blue crystals, but today, this purity is destined to be stained with blood.
Shui Jun said: "I remember the first time I met her at the beach, the blue sea also had a blue dress, she said she liked blue, so I also liked blue." But when I liked blue, I found that she had already liked other colors. ”
The wine emperor who was forgotten by others took a sip of wine and muttered: "People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless? ”
Dongjun was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You...... You've known Yue'er for a long time?"
A sentence came out of Dongjun's mouth, and the sadness exuded from Shui Jun's body was even stronger, as if the sky was moved, and a bright moon hung high in the night sky at night, and a light rain was falling.
Shuijun did not answer. The rain was falling slowly, and Shui Jun's whole body was windless, and his blue palm slapped towards Lu Qi with the coldness of a thousand years of ice.
Shui Jun knew that although Lu Qi said that he only used three swords, but in the battle a thousand years ago, he only used one sword to cut off the right arm of the Lord of the Heavenly Dao, and won the famous sword, Taixuan!
Thousands of raindrops were shot out with the palm of Shuijun's hand, and condensed into a yin-yang diagram.
The sword in Lu Qi's left hand was finally pulled out of its scabbard by him, and as soon as the sword came out, it was like the birth of an ancient fierce beast, and the sword qi instantly tore apart those Yin and Yang guards hidden in the darkness.
In the distance, the Wine Emperor watched the sword fairy draw his sword, but he seemed to see not the sword, but the birth of the fierce beast, those guards hidden in the dark night let the born fierce beast be torn apart in the blink of an eye, and the fierce beast that saw the blood became even more fierce.
The wine emperor wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and then looked at the five claws on his purple gold gourd, recalling the scene just now, in the dark night, a fierce beast like a cow attacked him with one claw, if he hadn't turned around and blocked the claw with the purple gourd on his back, I am afraid that he would have the same fate as the guards in the dark night.
Dongjun looked at Shui Jun in front of him, clenched his fists with both hands, and suddenly Dongjun felt a fierce aura behind him, Dongjun didn't even look behind him and threw a fist at the fierce qi, and after a punch, the fierce qi disappeared between heaven and earth.
"No wonder! No wonder you don't fight with me, no wonder you let me do everything. It turned out to be her, it turned out to be her. Dongjun's eyes were stunned, there was no longer that indifferent expression on his face, instead of a crazy face, Dongjun smiled and said, "Yin Fire Taiji Diagram!" The hands quickly formed a seal, ten fingers interlocked, white and black flames, slowly fused in Dongjun's chest, and turned into a black and white Taiji diagram, the appearance of the black and white Taiji diagram made the surroundings become yin and entangled, like a ghost domain.
Lu Qi clenched the sword in his right hand, and the sword exuded a faint blue light in his hand, the blue light faded, but it seemed to cover the lonely moon in the sky.
The sword emitted a buzzing sword intent, the sword slashed in front of Lu Qi's eyes, the sword body was stained with two teardrops from his eyes, the teardrops seemed to have met a lover who had not been seen for a thousand years, and he was tightly stuck on the sword and refused to let go, Lu Qi said: "Punish the heart with a sword!
The sword flashed with a faint blue light, although the blue light was faint, but it could cover the moon, and the tears slowly melted into the sword body.
Lu Qi's right hand threw it at Shui Jun, and the sword seemed to become more fierce when it broke away from Lu Qi's hand, and the sword turned into a fierce beast like a cow, and the eyes of the fierce beast were red, like blood. Roar! The roar can be earth-shattering.
The ice Taiji diagram collided with a fierce beast like a cow, and there was a bang, and the sound was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. Shui Jun's body trembled instinctively, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and a trace of blood from the corner of Shui Jun's mouth was so conspicuous in the moonlight.
"Why, isn't the strength enough?I still want it, I still want it, the strength is not enough......" At this time, Shui Jun was full of madness.
Dongjun's Yin Fire Taiji Diagram also crashed towards the fierce beast like the cow, "Roar...... Roar...... "The beast seemed to be enraged, and its eyes became even redder, and its eyes were like glass, as if it could drip blood if it was any redder.
Under the night sky, it was no longer raining, and thousands of raindrops condensed into freezing points as cold as a thousand years of ice before they could fall.
Thousands of freezing points slowly transformed into a palm the size of the sky, and the palm slapped towards Lu Qi as Shui Jun's palm slowly fell.
The beast, which was like a cow, roared, and its roar and eyes were full of helplessness. Lu Qi smiled and said, "Yin Yang Poisonous Hand, Yin Yang Technique is really bad, and the Poison Handprint is still gone." Lu Qi slowed down, shook his head, and said: "If your cultivation is equal to mine, and the poisonous handprint is above seventy, I will definitely lose, but it's a pity, ......" Shui Jun smiled bitterly when he heard it, and the so-called seventy percent in the mouth of the sword immortal was as difficult as the blue sky.
The fierce beast like the ox turned back into a sword, but except for Lu Qi, none of the four people present could see the sword clearly, what they saw was nothing more than a faint blue light, and the faint blue light flew towards Dongjun, and it arrived in the blink of an eye. Dongjun's eyes widened, his teeth clenched, and his face was full of that hideous color.
"Haha! This Jun is the head of the Four Monarchs, and I am the late stage of the Great Dao, will I be afraid of you?" Dongjun's hands were sealed again!"Yin Yang Lion Seal!" A white flame transformed male lion on Dongjun's chest stood in front of Shui Jun!
The faint blue light ignored the white flame illusion of the male lion, and passed directly through the white flame illusion body.
Shui Jun's palm still didn't fall, and the ice palm that covered the sky never fell.
The faint blue light collided with the dazzling blue light, but the feeling of this collision was not a sound at all, there was only the silence and silence like death.
Lu Qi, who was three zhang away, shook his head and said, "This is my first sword name: Zhuxin Sword."
Shui Jun's throat was sweet and he spat blood. Blood is so bewitching in the moonlight. Shui Jun lowered his head to look at the place where the sword had pierced his heart.
smiled inexplicably: "Hehe, this is the feeling of having no heart? But why do I have no heart...... Still can't forget you?"
The sword in Lu Qi's right hand returned to his hand at some point, and the sword seemed to have tasted the delicious taste of blood, and the faint blue light became deeper.
Shui Jun's body trembled, as if he was blown down by the wind. Dongjun stretched out his trembling hands, wanting to help Shui Jun, whose body was trembling, but for some reason, his hands stopped halfway through.
Shui Jun muttered: "Why? Why? Why do I still remember her without a heart, and I can't forget her?" This sentence seemed to be asking himself, Lu Qi who used the sword, or Dongjun behind him.
Shui Jun suddenly laughed and said, "Haha! It turns out that my heart is gone, and I can't forget you." It turns out that I just exchanged that thousand years of loneliness for ten thousand years of loneliness. ”
Shui Jun turned around slowly, Dong Jun's eyes were huge, and his eyes were staring at the position of Shui Jun's heart, but at this time, Shui Jun's heart was gone.
Shui Jun's eyes shed tears, and his already pale face became even paler, giving people a bloodless appearance like a serious illness, and even his lips were blue.
Shui Jun's eyes became more gentle than ever, his eyes were full of love, and he said: "If there is an afterlife, I am still willing to exchange my thousand years of loneliness for this ten thousand years of loneliness." I know, even if you don't love me, even if you don't give me a smile, but as long as you are willing to let me look at you from afar. Then you're satisfied......"
Dongjun looked at it in a daze, and Shui Jun suddenly sighed, this sigh seemed to sigh out of this thousand-year-old longing.
Shui Jun looked at Dongjun with a miserable smile and said, "You promised me that you would go back alive." I hope you don't break your word. When Dongjun heard Shui Jun's words, he felt like he had confessed his last words. Dongjun's body trembled, and said, "I don't remember how many times you have helped me block swords in the past thousands of years, but I remember that I have never been for you once." I want to block it once today......"
Dongjun walked a few steps forward and forcibly pressed Shuijun to sit on the ground, if it was the previous Shuijun, of course he would not let Dongjun sit on the ground, but unfortunately the current Shuijun is not the previous Shuijun.
Dongjun walked in front of Shui Jun, his moonlight robe was windless, his eyes looked at Lu Qi, and he said indifferently to Shui Jun behind him: "You have been tired for thousands of years, you are already tired, this monarch promises you a day off today." The current Dongjun is the same as before, his face is indifferent, Shui Jun behind Dongjun wants to stand up, but he can't do it after all.
Lu Qi shook his head, Shui Jun is above Dongjun in terms of cultivation and supernatural powers, and Shui Jun is already like this, what can Dongjun do?
Dongjun said: "It is rumored that the Sword Immortal has a swordsmanship name: Cutting the sky and drawing the sword!
Lu Qi shook his head and said, "You are not worthy." ”
Dongjun was not angry when he heard this, his face was still so indifferent, and he said, "Lord Sword Immortal, do you dare to make a bet with Benjun?"
Lu Qi smiled, "I am a person who can use a sword, I only know that the sword in my hand must be inserted into the enemy's chest, otherwise the enemy's sword will enter my heart." If it were before, I would never have told you such nonsense. ”
Lu Qi stopped talking, and flicked the fingers of his left hand towards the blade of the sword. Buzz! The voice is soft.
Dongjun knew that the legendary person on the other side was about to make a second sword. Dongjun has black and white flames on the palms of his hands.
The two flames slowly broke away from Dongjun's palm and rose into the air on their own, and the two flames in the air slowly merged together, and the fused flames transformed into a black and white Taiji diagram. Taiji diagram is surrounded by yin fire.
Lu Qi was silent, and with a wave of the sword in his right hand, a faint blue light flashed, so beautiful, but unfortunately no one came to appreciate this beauty now.
The sword left the master's right hand again, and the blue light flashed, as if this blue light would leave a bloody mark on the enemy's throat......