Chapter Seventy-Five: The Grief-Filled Sword God, the Power That Will Die

(a)

At the ceremony of the Dragon City Mansion, Long Zaitian's face was pale, and his whole body was already scarred, if it wasn't for Xie Wuchen who had been supporting him, he would have fallen. The battle between www.biquge.info the two sides has been incompatible, either you die or I die. Ouyang Zhen and Hua Fengwu had both been seriously injured in the siege with the masters of the 'Nine Shadows Palace', and the only one who was still at ease and calm was Xie Wuchen, the 'Half-Step Grandmaster' was really not easy to deal with, and the two sides suddenly fell into a stalemate again. The demon woman was surrounded by a big man in black, and there was an old man in green clothes, who was the 'poison king' Yu Tian among the 'Four Heavenly Kings'.

At this moment, groups of white-clothed people were running around Xie Wuchen quickly, their figures appeared and disappeared from time to time, like ghosts wandering around him, and a sharp light rose up in the air, Xie Wuchen's figure was fluttering, the sword in his hand was as fast as a dragon, bursting out with powerful power and spinning rapidly, and with a slam bang, the sword was full of light, and thousands of sharp mangs were shot out, each of which was weird. It is extremely powerful, like countless dragons flying and dancing, bursting out of the thick air flow in the space, endlessly, a suffocating breath, as if it has enveloped the whole world in this instant, covering all things; Xie Wuchen's sword light waved casually, like maggots attached to the bones, chasing the flying stars, snowflakes, dead leaves, sharp arrows and streamers, and pieces of blood suddenly sprinkled in the air, and they fell into the air, gradually disappearing and not changing!

The demon woman looked at all this in front of her, her eyebrows were deep, and she snorted coldly: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a half-step grandmaster, but it is really difficult to deal with?"

Poison King Yutian said coldly: "Niangniang, what should I do next?"

The demon woman's beautiful eyes showed a strange look, and she said coldly: "Don't forget that there is still someone in Dragon City who can deal with him?"

Yu Tian's eyes contracted, and his cold smile deepened: "Niang Niang Gaojian!"

Xie Wuchen withdrew his sword, his figure retreated lightly beside Long Zaitian, and said lightly: "The master of the Nine Shadows Palace is nothing more than that?"

It was getting dark, and Long Zaitian's eyes seemed to erupt with anger, and there was a burst of anxiety in his heart, and there was any news about Long Yuehua and them.

Suddenly, Sikong Jing ran briskly from behind them and said respectfully: "Master, young lady, they have come into the mansion!"

Long Zaitian was overjoyed, and the worry on his face quickly disappeared, and he said excitedly: "That's great!"

Sikong Jing's eyes were lowered, his body moved slightly, and he cautiously approached Xie Wuchen, raised his head, his wrists trembled, twisted, and a cold light flew out of his sleeve as fast as an electric switch and shot towards him, making a sharp echo, the momentum was quite amazing, Xie Wuchen's body was caught off guard, and he hadn't come back to his senses, at this moment, his feet were empty, and he was punched out of a hole under his feet, and he dodged Sikong Jing's sudden blow, Sikong Jing's face changed greatly, seeing that the blow was missed, his body was like a sweeping eagle flying, and he took off in the air in the blink of an eye, and his speed was like a streamer.

"Don't let him go, Sikong Jing is a spy in Dragon City. A roar came out of the hole, but it was Li Tianming, who had not been seen for a long time.

"Sikong Jing" dragon rose angrily in the sky, the long voice was like a roar, the sharp blade in the wrist was like a strange snake, suddenly flipped over, and in the blink of an eye, Sikong Jing was firmly entangled, and the sharp blade in his hand rotated, as if he had a spirituality, and did not let go of the spinning flight, back belt, horizontal slash, vertical cutting, and swept like lightning in the circle, and swept from Sikong Jing's neck out of nowhere, like a shower spraying, streamers and horizontals, Sikong Jing's body fell from the sky, and his eyes showed a strange color.

At this moment, there was a burst of drumming outside the door, and the man in black frowned: "When is it, what is that kid who kills the god doing beating the drum?"

The old man in Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows at this time, and his voice was very cold and ugly: "I have an ominous premonition, that kid who kills the god has encountered a powerful enemy?"

"Phew, you crow's mouth, what are you worried about? Don't forget that the 'Lust King', 'Flower King' and 'Killing God' are all guarding outside, can't they deal with a few hairy boys and yellow-haired girls with their skills?" said the big man in black coldly.

When the words fell, I only heard the sound of 'boom', the door was slammed open, and Shen Yuan's lonely figure appeared in the square, holding a long sword in his hand, as if he had been hit by evil in his eyes, indifferent, ruthless, and bloody, and a solemn aura on his body permeated the surroundings, but there was not a drop of blood on his body.

"Brother Shen. Hua Fengwu's face showed a slight expression of concern, and he exclaimed softly.

"Lady Protect. The black-clothed man picked up the big knife in his hand, scorched, the knife in his hand rolled and flew, dense and dense, like thousands of huge and heavy rocks floating in the sky, the knife in his hand roared like a river surging waves, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, like the waves of the knife in the sky, shooting towards Shen Yuan between breaths and flashes, the move was as fast as lightning, the fierce face was hideous, and he roared viciously: "You give me death!"

"Dead ......" Shen Yuan's voice was very cold, as cold as an ice hook in a snowy mountain, frozen into a person's heart, like an electric eye, cold and cool in an instant, the sword in his hand moved strangely, his body flashed like a light smoke, the big knife burst out, turned into dotted fragments and fell to the ground, and then his hand was broken, followed by his chest was broken, and the person had fallen to the ground. The sword light was incredibly fast and weird, and that sword no longer seemed to be like anything in the world, dazzling and intoxicating. The black-clothed man was lying on the ground, his face was stiff, and the look of surprise was still on his face, as if he didn't believe that there was such a powerful swordsmanship in this world, and he didn't even show the slightest surprise in the face of the half-step Grandmaster Xie Wuchen.

The fingertips of the old man in Tsing Yi Yu Tian's hand flew up, and a black mist drifted towards Shen Yuan, Shen Yuan stopped his body, his nose moved, his mouth moved, and his voice was as cold as frost: "Miao Jiang Gu poison." ”

Yutian's figure flashed, and he pulled up the woman and wanted to go, but he was shocked back by a powerful force, Shen Yuan didn't know when he was already standing in front of him, staring at him coldly: "Can you be poisonous? It's not Mrs. Jinhua, it's 'Poisonous Wolf Monarch' Yutian!"

The old man in Tsing Yi's face changed greatly, his hands were raised again, a pair of slender fingers popped out again and again, and Shen Yuan's voice was still indifferent: "It's useless to me?"

Yu Tian's eyes showed a fierce light, and he said viciously: "It's useless to you, but it's useful to them, hmph, wait for death!"

"What do they have to do with me?" Shen Yuan's sword flashed in his hand, and he waved it away strangely, staring at him coldly: "I promised a friend that when I met Yutian, I would break him to pieces." ”

The sword in his hand squirmed strangely, and his figure also floated up like green smoke, and in an instant, the sword in his hand had swung out thousands of swords, and the sword was strange and unpredictable, as if an invisible traction hand, gently tugging at people's heartstrings, and conjured into thousands of streams of light, like fireworks flying all over the sky, so colorful and brilliant, dazzlingly sprayed out, and each light shot to Yutian, as if they were alive, like a living spiritual snake, devouring his vitality everywhere.

When his sword stabbed at the man in Tsing Yi, the demon woman suddenly disappeared and remained unchanged, and Long Zaitian and Xie Wuchen were indifferent to avoid changes in the field.

Looking at the ever-changing swordsmanship in Shen Yuan's hand, Xie Wuchen sighed: "The name of the 'Sword God' is really worthy of its name, its swordsmanship is unforgettable, and its skills are especially above the old man, which is admirable." ”

Hearing Xie Wuchen's evaluation of Shen Yuan, everyone was dumbfounded for a while, and they couldn't help but glance at Shen Yuan again, secretly thinking that there would be another Sword Sect Master in this world.

At this moment, Yutian is no longer a human being, except for his head, the clothes and skin and flesh on his body have been stripped off by the sword light, and only one skeleton remains, Ouyang Zhen was so frightened that he almost screamed, but Jiu'er rolled his eyes and fainted neatly.

Yu Tian's mouth is still open and closed, which is particularly eerie and terrifying and strange: "The corpses are broken, but I am still alive?"

Shen Yuan stared at him coldly: "Why don't you look down?"

As soon as Yu Tian's head was lowered, he screamed, and he fell down limply, and his whole body bones fell down with a crisp creak.

(b)

Suddenly, several bursts of rapid running sounds came, and Zhuo Bufan rushed in and shouted: "Perverted Ah Feng, stop quickly, don't hurt ......?" Seeing the strange skeleton paralyzed on the ground, his voice stopped abruptly, and his voice trembled: "Who is he!"

"'Poisonous Wolf King' Yutian. Shen Yuan's voice came from behind him.

Zhuo Bufan screamed, his body had bounced away, and his voice began to shout incoherently: "Don't kill me, we are good friends, don't come over ......"

Shen Yuan was stunned and said, "Why should I kill you?"

Zhuo Bufan was stunned, looked at him for a long time before he smiled and said, "You haven't changed! Master Ye said that your evil qi invaded your body, and you will become a disowning person?"

Shen Yuan said indifferently: "What kind of evil spirit? I just used the death sword? Alas, if it wasn't for your sister forcing me, I wouldn't have used the death sword, I would have died?"

"I can't use it anymore, it's terrible! Those girls are already vomiting bitter and almost coming out, you're too ...... It's so perverted! How can killing people be like chopping vegetables, do you want to scare us all to death?"

Shen Yuan stretched out his hand and took out a bottle from his arms and handed it to Zhuo Bufan: "Don't shiver, give each of them a pill to take, isn't that Gu poison a joke?"

Li Tianming rushed forward with moist eyes and gave Zhuo Bufan a bear hug: "Brother Zhuo, you are not dead, and I am not dead!"

Zhuo Bufan pushed him away and shouted, "What did you kid say? Why didn't I die, and you didn't die?"

Li Tianming said aggrievedly: "I can't speak, but I am very excited to see that my friends are still alive!"

Zhuo Bufan stretched out his hand and slapped him: "Okay, Zhu Xiaotian, I'm not a stingy person? Everyone is alive, of course it is the best thing in the world? This is called a catastrophe and there will be a blessing after death, we are all people with special luck?"

Li Tianming thought that although he was chased by Sikong Jing and cornered and forced to commit suicide by jumping into the lake, he had obtained a peerless magic skill because of this, and couldn't help grinning: "My luck is also good!"

Immediately after that, there was another burst of exhausted footsteps, Long Yuehua's face was haggard, her body was already weak, and she stumbled towards Long Zaitian, Long Zaitian stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly, and she had already fainted.

"Grandpa. Xie Xian'er snorted and threw herself into Xie Wuchen's arms.

"Big brother" Ye Qing faltered, and walked towards Xie Wuchen with wet tiger eyes.

"Ye Qing. Xie Wuchen was extremely pleasantly surprised in his heart, hugged Xie Xian'er tightly with both hands, and said to Ye Qing, "You finally appeared, great!

Zhuo Qingqing and Pang Qun arrived at the end, and Zhuo Qingqing had already begun to collapse, and his whole body was paralyzed on the ground.

Suddenly, Shen Yuan felt dizzy, and a strong cold poison invaded, about to pierce his heart, making him feel a burst of pain, and when he was desperate, another blazing force surged, and the two forces of one cold and one hot began to fight, his face was also red and white, cold sweat flowed, and he couldn't help bending down, spraying out a mouthful of blood again and again, and his whole body almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly supported his body with his sword, gritted his teeth, the intense pain made his body extremely weak and weak, he felt the strength of his body slowly fade, and his heart was terrified.

"Ah Feng, what's wrong with you?" Zhuo Qingqing, who had been paying attention to Shen Yuan, saw him vomiting blood and his body was shaky, and he got up and supported him with an anxious expression, and his face suddenly rippled with tears, crying: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't force you? You'll be fine, right?"

Shen Yuan gritted her teeth, her lips were stained with blood, and the bloodstains made Zhuo Qingqing feel particularly dazzling, and for some reason, she always wanted to cry in her heart?

Shen Yuan tried to hold his mind, pressed his heart tightly with his left hand, and said with difficulty: "Don't worry, you can't die yet?"

Zhuo Qingqing couldn't help crying: "You're going to die, aren't you? It's all my fault? I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt you?"

Shen Yuan shook his head, his eyes were already a little blurry, if he wasn't wearing a mask, he was afraid that his whole face would have become distorted and pale, and he couldn't spit out a word if he wanted to speak.

After a while, he took a heavy breath, the battle in his body had stopped, and it seemed that he was evenly matched, but he still refused to give in to each other, and then he relieved himself and stood up. But at this moment, he felt that his power was slowly disappearing, and the cold and hot power was devouring his life and strength, he wanted to leave Dragon City, he didn't want to die in Dragon City.

Raising his head, he quietly looked at Xie Lan'er, who was sleeping peacefully, she was his cousin, and then at Ye Qing, who was busy, who was his grandfather whom he had never met. He wanted to get out of Dragon City, he didn't want to die in Dragon City, he didn't want them to know about his existence, he didn't want them to know the news of his mother's death, he didn't want them to feel the pain of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man again. Let them live, let me die quietly, and let them still have hope in their hearts to live well. Xiao Chun, poor child? Daddy will never see you again, what should I do if you are sick? Originally, Daddy wanted to take you to the "Death Valley" to see a ghost doctor, but now Daddy has lost his word? Xiao Mingzhu, Brother Ah Fei has avenged you, you will live well.

Shen Yuan's heart was dripping blood, he staggered and wanted to walk out, his right hand clenched the sword, and when he was about to fall, he used the sword to support it.

Zhuo Qingqing looked at Shen Yuan's figure going out, and couldn't help but think of the criticism that the former master of the 'Dalong Temple' had said to him: "I know that the Yue Nu sent the king of Xiang, Shaohua has passed away and dreamed of Fangfei; Her tears couldn't help but flow down, she didn't know when she had quietly fallen in love with Shen Chunfeng. With regard to Liu Chengfeng, she grew from love to hatred, hated him for wasting her youth, hated him for being ruthless and unrighteous to her over the years; for Shen Chunfeng, she grew from hatred to love, once she wanted to kill this man who ruined her innocence, from the capital to Longcheng, she kept fighting with him, asking him to make a fool of himself, hoping that he would die, in order to vent her hatred! But when he showed his amazing talent again and again, when he exuded his powerful power again and again, she wandered, she regretted it, she didn't want him to die! Her body was half paralyzed on the ground, and she was overwhelmed with grief.