Chapter 32: Enlightenment and a Night of Whiteness (1)

Situ Xuan was lying alone in the secret room, sleeping in a daze and not restlessly, unconsciously curled up in a ball, frowning. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info seems to be able to faintly hear the shouts of killing and the screams of dying from the Iron Sword Gate in his sleep. Situ Xuan seemed to stand tall in the sky, and saw the remnants of the sect fighting and retreating, and more than a dozen disciples of the Iron Sword Sect fell in a pool of blood, and Li Feng was one of them. Li Feng was divided in two by a man with a saber in his hand, his upper body was on the weapon rack, and the lower half of his body was separated by several steps, and his death was tragic. Situ Xuan's gaze swept over Li Feng, and he only felt that this person was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

More than 200 people from the Demon Sect came, and many Demon Sect disciples with cyan and red bands around their waists surrounded the backyard where the face of the national character was located. Although it was dark night, Situ Xuan could still see clearly, these Demon Sect disciples were all dressed in black, in addition to following a few leaders to attack the main gate, there were more than a hundred people who turned in from the side door and the backyard, some of these people were hidden in the shadows, and some were preempting the key points, one group at a time, the organization between the teams was extremely tight, the cyan belts were ordinary disciples, the red belts were small leaders, and the more advanced blue belts and yellow belts were the big leaders.

Situ Xuan was confused, and even pondered how to cultivate this kind of army-like discipline if he managed the sect in the future, how to distinguish between disciples of different levels, and how to make targeted training on weekdays.

Of all the people of the Demon Sect, only one of the leading old men was the Yellow Belt, Situ Xuan had a clear understanding in his heart, and guessed that this person was afraid that it was Tong Baixiong. And just when Situ Xuan locked his eyes on Tong Baixiong, Tong Baixiong, who had already entered the innate realm for many years, stood up all over his body at this time, and an alarm suddenly rose in his heart. This feeling of being targeted by a peerless master, like an ant, completely unable to control his own life, is that the current Demon Sect Director can not give Tong Baixiong such a huge pressure.

Tong Baixiong had lived for fifty or sixty years, and only when he was young, the Demon Sect Leader of the Demon Sect with the monstrous Demon Flame and his self-proclaimed master who sought defeat from Dugu had given him such feelings. Tong Baixiong knew in his heart that only the Great Sect Master of the Extreme Dao could give people this pressure. Peeking left and right, he found that the people next to him didn't even notice it, Tong Baixiong felt unconsciously bitter in his heart, I don't know which great grandmaster passed by here, or if the Iron Sword Sect has anything to do with this kind of great grandmaster.

Situ Xuan didn't know anything about this, he continued to look at the person next to Tong Baixiong, an old man was short in stature, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, but he was holding a pair of wind and thunder shields with a large door panel in his hand, and he looked nondescript, while the other old man was like a Maitreya Buddha, with a fat body, and in this bloody night of killing people, he still had a smiling expression on his face.

In addition to the three old men in yellow, two and blue, there is also a middle-aged man with a thick-backed knife in the field who is fighting with the face of the national character, this man looks heroic, and he is also wearing a blue belt around his waist, which is the same status as the two old men next to Tong Baixiong, and he is a rising star in the Demon Sect.

Situ Xuan looked at the disciples around him who died one by one, still fighting the battle of trapped beasts, and felt that this person was more familiar in his heart, and unconsciously muttered: "Who is this person, so familiar." ”

Although the face of the national character is a strong enemy at this time, every move and style is condensed and steady, and it is completely unmoved by others. The man's knife was huge, and a thick-backed machete actually danced out of the knife shadow, forcing the national character face to retreat again and again. The swordsmanship of the Iron Sword Gate is known for being fast, accurate, and strange, and it is not good at hard fighting, and the national character face is running back and forth for several days, supporting the scene in front of people, and the people have to not miss flaws, even their son Situ Xuan has to be deceived, so the mental strength is really consumed.

This middle-aged man of the Demon Sect is born with divine power, and his internal strength is strong, although he has not yet entered the innate realm, but his sword skills are domineering, and he is good at opening and closing hard, and he has a headache when he encounters this kind of opponent on weekdays, not to mention the death-defying situation of ambush on all sides today.

Guozi Face was still thinking in his heart, how to show anger, show unwillingness, and finally have to say something, what to scold so that these demon cult people can't think of catching their sons. But the pressure on this knife-wielding man is too great, and the national character face knows that if he thinks about something that he doesn't have, I'm afraid he won't have to perform it, and he will die very sadly.

sighed in his heart: "It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, son, you ask for more blessings, why don't you love it, your father can't take care of you now." ”

But in the bottom of his heart, the national character face knew that if he could take this opportunity to break through the entrance of heaven and earth and break through to the innate realm in one fell swoop, he might not be able to rush out. Now that he has made up his mind, the national character face no longer hesitates, and takes a few steps back to avoid the opponent's powerful moves, seeing that the man's knife momentum is slowing down, the national character face does not retreat but advances, and the body walks with the sword, and the long sword is handed over, and the fit crashes into the opponent's knife net.

The hand-to-hand combat of such martial arts heroes is naturally thrilling and killing step by step, which can be called a face to face with death, dancing a 'deadly tango'. Hand-to-hand fighting, naturally can't use a complete trick, if the long sword is round, not to mention that the blade hurts people, the hilt of the sword can hit people is good, so the national character face naturally can't make a complete move, and now he dismantles the swordsmanship of the iron sword gate into the most detailed basic sword moves, big flying and small jumping, Guan Chong hangs on the wall, and seals the town month by month. The swordsmanship of the iron sword gate is fast, known for its strangeness, its light and delicate and Huashan swordsmanship has the same magic, now the national character face is close to the body for the fighting of life, but the demon man who fights is bound to his hands and feet, the thick-backed machete has no momentum, the arm was drawn a sword after the heart is more retreating, a little toe to think of the back, but the national character face a move 'moon-by-month' sword like a meteor, the tip of the sword will be against the man's throat.

The smiling Maitreya Buddha's eyes flashed, and he took out three golden darts in his right hand at some point, and his eyes that were originally squinted flashed a trace of murderous intent, and he wanted to hit the darts in his hand in a strange way.

Situ Xuan had long noticed the actions of Xiao Maitreya, and it wasn't until this person was about to plot the national character face that Situ Xuan suddenly remembered that this familiar national character face was not his cheap Lao Tzu, the one who hacked the lives of more than 30 disciples above and below the Iron Sword Gate in order to save his own life, and even calculated himself into it. Thinking of this, Situ Xuan's eyes were split, no matter how high his martial arts were, and no matter where he was, his right hand unconsciously grabbed his left waist, his eyes were unexpectedly bright, and he instantly saw the other party's foundation martial arts and the flaws in the door, and wanted to pull out the result of this person with a sword.

But the body that was originally leaning forward actually kept flying backwards, and the figures of the Guozi Face and others were constantly shrinking, and the Guozi Face without Situ Xuan's help was hit on the shoulder by the fat Maitreya Dart, and he knelt on the ground injured. Situ Xuan was extremely sad and indignant in his heart, and he wanted to squirt out a mouthful of old blood, followed by 'the screen went black', and he couldn't see anything.

At this time, Tong Baixiong, who was in the Iron Sword Gate, was sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water. There are a total of ten halls in the Black Wood Cliff, such as the Wind Thunder Hall, the Flame Hall, the Thousand Machine Hall, the Shura Hall, the Hundred Battles Hall and the well-known Qinglong and White Tiger, Vermilion Bird Xuanwu and so on. At the peak of the Demon Sect, the ten elders were known as the 'Ten Great Gods and Demons', and each elder was at least a master of the innate realm, among which the elders of the Sixiang Tangkou, the Green Dragon Vermilion Bird, and the White Tiger Xuanwu who had always been ranked high had the combat power of the grandmaster level, which was simply like the sky. It's a pity that these ten elders besieged Huashan twice, and the last time they all folded on Huashan, and the descendants of the Demon Sect didn't even grab a single corpse and bones, although they also hit the Wuyue Sword Sect headed by the Huashan faction, of course, the festival between the ten elders and the Huashan faction is all a digression, so I won't talk about him here.

This elder is the head of the hall, but as the spiritual leader of the hall with the highest combat power and hall, everyone has to be at least fifty years old, and his energy and physical strength have greatly declined, so he does not directly manage the daily operation of the hall on weekdays. Each hall has another hall master and deputy hall master, this fat Maitreya is a deputy hall master, known as the 'smiling Maitreya poison hand dart', this person just touched the dart, Tong Baixiong felt that the whole world was filled with murderous intentions, he seemed to be unfortunate to stand on the sword edge of the gods, the fear of dying in minutes permeated his heart, fortunately he did not look up, did not see the Ziwei Emperor Star at that moment of the light bursting, and the displacement is strong, as if to fall from the sky in general, if Tong Baixiong saw this scene, but not scared to death.

It's just that then I don't know what the reason is, the entire emperor star gradually dimmed, and even disappeared in the heaven and earth, and with the star fainting, the killing power that Tong Baixiong felt suddenly dissipated. Talking for a long time, but in fact, it was a matter of an instant, the fat Maitreya took out a dart and prepared to plot the national character face, and Tong Baixiong was intimidated by the killing intent, and forgot to stop the fat Maitreya, followed by the fat Maitreya threw a dart to hit the Chinese character face, and the national character face turned over and fell, this series of things all happened in an instant.

The face of the national character was hit hard, and he knew that there was no reason to survive at this time, and at this moment he only hoped that the demon cult figure could take care of the rules of the rivers and lakes, and not to humiliate and desecrate his body.

It's good to be an ordinary Jianghu person, and it's not bad to even give up martial arts to concentrate on scientific research, as long as you can be healthy and live peacefully, don't think about your 'slashing and drawing swordsmanship', a child's family, where can you have such a big heart, even the sky can't be cut. On weekdays, I asked you if you had a name for drawing a sword, but I didn't say it, but I muttered in my dream that 'slashing the sky and drawing a sword', my father won't be able to take care of you in the future, I just hope you can be safe.

Thinking of Situ Xuan, the national character shook his heart with a smile on his face, and Situ Tai, a martial arts tycoon in Jinzhong, was besieged by the Demon Sect and buried in the Iron Sword Gate at the age of forty-eight.

Tong Baixiong stopped the Demon Sect disciple's action of preparing to cut off his head to celebrate, thinking of Fang Cai's killing intent Tong Baixiong had palpitations, but the master of the Iron Sword Sect was already dead, but the peerless master did not make a move, and the others did not feel it at all, and slowly Tong Baixiong pondered a trace of taste, and said in his heart It seems that he has to find someone who understands to inquire.

With a wave of his hand, all the Demon Sect disciples slowly withdrew from the Iron Sword Gate, looking at the dead Situ Tai and the other seriously injured and dying Iron Sword Gate disciples, Tong Baixiong said: "A fire is burned, let's go, the people of the Orthodox Sect are almost here, let's go and say hello to them first." After saying that, he left the Iron Sword Gate without looking back, and the Iron Sword Gate was lit with a sky-high fire. The residents of the entire Jinyuan County listened to the shouts and killings all night, and at this moment they saw the fire again, but no one dared to go out to put out the fire, and they all shrank in the house and trembled.

At this time, Situ Xuan passed through a pitch-black tunnel, and slowly saw the purple light coming from the front, slowly entering the light, and when Situ Xuan gradually adapted to the light, he saw it.

"Old Wall King, you really became an immortal!"

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