Before the foggy soul abyss, Jiang Jianqiu and the ghost-faced man held swords against each other, and an invisible oppression flowed in the surrounding atmosphere, Jiang Jianqiu even had an idea at this moment, wanting to turn around and escape. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A soft roar sounded, and then a red light rose from the valley mouth to the sky, Jiang Jianqiu couldn't withstand the huge oppression of the ghost-faced man, and pulled out the Seven Killing Sword!

As soon as the Seven Killing Sword came out of its sheath, a blood-colored light flashed at the mouth of the valley, Jiang Jianqiu's face seemed to be a little more aggressive, and the whole person gradually calmed down, and his eyes returned to clarity again.

The ghost-faced man stood in place, looked at Jiang Jianqiu, who was holding the twin swords, nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Defend your heart with a sword, and don't forget your form with murderous intent, it seems that you have experienced a lot of tempering." ”

A clear dragon groan sounded, and the ghost-faced man waved his left hand, and even pulled out a second sword, this sword was transparent and almost invisible, and at the moment of unsheathing, it seemed that the world here was darkened by three points.

The ghost-faced man crossed the rusty sword and the transparent sword in his hand, hanging down in front of him, and the two swords trembled slightly when they intersected, making a soft sound, like a pair of lovers who had not seen each other for many years, reunited after a long absence, snuggling up to each other and whispering.

"Thirty years...... With light and shadow, we finally have the opportunity to meet again. The ghost-faced man looked up at Jiang Jianqiu, and there seemed to be a scorching flame burning in his eyes, "I hope you don't let me down." ”

Jiang Jianqiu was startled, and suddenly retreated with all his strength, and then a pitch-black sword mark slashed past the place where he had stood before, and a crystal light lit up from the void, and the almost invisible light-containing sword rushed towards him like electricity.

Jiang Jianqiu swung the Seven Kills Sword in a hurry, and a blood-colored sword slashed forward, but after a large area of blood came into contact with the crystal light-containing sword, it was as if it was pulled by an invisible force, and it poured into the light-containing sword, and in the blink of an eye, the sword rays in the sky were absorbed by the light-containing sword.

This sword was actually able to absorb its own attack, and just as Jiang Jianqiu was dumbfounded, a crystal light sword slashed through the void, and a large area of blood-colored sword light surged out, surging towards Jiang Jianqiu like a tide.

Jiang Jianqiu had retreated to the edge of the cliff at this moment, and there was a sea of clouds behind him, there was no way to retreat, he shouted, and the golden sword light on the fire sword lit up brightly, and he slashed forward with all his strength!

Gold and red collided together, and suddenly a huge storm erupted in the void, and the dense fog of the soul abyss was blown by this hurricane, causing huge waves.

Jiang Jianqiu took three steps back, and finally stood on the edge of the cliff, with a soft click, several cracks were stepped on on the rock under his feet, but Jiang Jianqiu's figure swayed from side to side in the wind several times, and finally stood firm on the edge of the cliff.

The ghost-faced man was still standing in place, as if he had never moved, fine sweat seeped from Jiang Jianqiu's forehead, this ghost-faced man's Taoism was unfathomable, especially these two swords were extremely strange, and he was far from being his opponent.

"It's still a long way off...... ghost-faced man looked at Jiang Jianqiu, his eyes showed a hint of disappointment, and said lightly: "It's a pity that there is no time." ”

Immediately, the ghost-faced man returned the twin swords into the sheath with his backhand, and the oppression in the void around him suddenly dissipated, and it seemed that he did not intend to continue fighting.

Jiang Jianqiu stood on the edge of the cliff, holding the Seven Kills and Fire Twin Swords, firmly staring at the ghost-faced man opposite, still not daring to move easily, this person's strength was too strong, he was afraid that if he was slightly distracted, he would die without a place to be buried.

The ghost-faced man looked at Jiang Jianqiu, did not speak, raised his hand slightly, and took off the mask on his head in Jiang Jianqiu's stunned gaze.

"You ......" Jiang Jianqiu suddenly froze in place, the gray-haired old man in front of him was six or seven points similar to his master Ling Nanzi.

"My name is Ling Tianfeng, and I am my biological brother with your master Ling Tiannan. The old man who took off his mask now had a somewhat different voice than before, and he had become much older.

"Our two brothers have entered the Xianmen cultivation since childhood, and after becoming an artist at the age of twenty, they have traveled the world, successively condensed the golden pill, and achieved the avenue. At that time, it coincided with the chaotic times of the demon tide, and the world was miserable, so in order to fight against the demon tide, the two of us joined Chaoge and became the deputy commander of the shadow guard. ”

Jiang Jianqiu's heart was like a stormy sea at this moment, the person in front of him turned out to be the master's younger brother, one of the seven saints of the human race in the past!

The old man's voice was calm and calm, and he continued to narrate slowly: "The demon tide has receded, and the world should have returned to peace, but the people's hearts are insufficient, and there will be another disaster, and the Japanese emperor suddenly attacked us in the Chaoge City. ”

"The six elders of the Mo family were all killed, the seven saints officially turned against each other, each supported a position, a big battle came down, Chaoge City became a ruin, I was pierced through the chest by the eldest brother's bloody knife, and the young master of the Mo family, Mo Linglong, in order to save me, the golden pill was shattered, and the cultivation was completely destroyed. ”

Ling Tianfeng's voice was gentle and calm, but the tragic meaning in the story was shocking, Jiang Jianqiu wanted to speak several times at the moment, but in the end he endured it, he didn't think that the master was the one who would make a move on his brother, but how could he understand the grievances and entanglements between the Seven Saints back then.

Ling Tianfeng said this, he suddenly paused, reached out and untied the placket at the neckline, he gently pulled open his clothes, exposing his chest, Jiang Jianqiu was suddenly startled, in Ling Tianfeng's chest, there was still a huge bloody wound, and even the bright red flesh in it could be seen beating slightly.

It was just that outside of this shocking wound, there was a faint layer of silver light shrouded in it, preventing the wound from continuing to expand, sealing the flesh that was about to break inside the wound, this layer of silver light slowly circulated in Ling Tianfeng's chest, as if there was life.

"The wound of the Blood Demon Knife cannot be healed for the rest of your life. After Linglong brought me back to the outer heavens, she knew that her fate had not long passed, and she used secret techniques to condense her life force into this piece of Taishang Illusion Light, sealing my wounds. ”

Ling Tianfeng's body trembled slightly at this moment, this past was still unforgettable for him: "Before Linglong died, she asked me to guard the Tianmo clan outside the sky for her, and I put on this mask from that moment on, forgot the name Ling Tianfeng, became a living dead, and lived only for a promise. ”

"This is the first time in 30 years that I have taken off my mask, and it is time for me to break my promise. ”

Ling Tianfeng looked at Jiang Jianqiu, who was dazed, and continued: "As long as the Taishang Illusion Light is injected into Mo Danfeng's body, his body can be repaired and he can be rejuvenated. ”

"Then you ......" Jiang Jianqiu was taken aback, halfway through his words, and swallowed back.

"My broken body has been withered here for thirty years, and it is time to make the most of it. Ling Tianfeng looked at Jiang Jianqiu, his voice as cold as ice: "But before that, I still have to confirm whether you have any value worthy of what I do!" (To be continued.) )