The dazzling lightning pierced the sky again and again, and the thunder that suppressed the clouds shook the frost on the trees one by one, but the dark clouds of low pressure never saw any raindrops falling. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Murong Yunzhen hopes for another rain at this moment, but the heavier it falls, the better, but the two old men on the field are desperate to accompany each other on this last journey, and even the knives in the sky can't stop it.

Zhuo Yiran patted his frozen left foot, and the broken ice immediately spilled down, but his leg could no longer be used. Zhuo Yiran had no choice but to smile helplessly, and only used his sword qi to support himself and stand up.

"Is the Demon Lord okay?" asked Zhuo Yiran with concern.

The Demon Sect wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and replied loudly: "It's okay, but I don't know if Mr. Zhuo can try again?"

"The Demon Lord can fight, how can I not be a companion?" Zhuo Yiran replied.

Murong Yunzhen saw that the two of them were still so persistent after they were seriously injured, but his heart was sour, but Zhuo Yiran's sword qi still imprisoned him, and Murong Yunzhen could only watch this tragedy continue.

I saw Zhuo Yiran pointing to the sky with one point, and the mountain immediately shook under Shangyang Mountain. Murong Yunzhen looked at it in surprise, but saw the wind on the sword mound not far away.

The Demon Sect recognized that this move was Zhuo Yiran's ultimate mastery-the sword qi of the mountain, so he naturally didn't dare to slack off, so he saw that his hands were pointing rapidly, but there was also endless cold internal force attacking forward. Thinking about the duel between the two elders back then, the Demon Sect had the upper hand with the Chiyan Jue, but because Zhuo Yiran used this style of sword qi and lost, he was unwilling. In the following ten years, although the Demon Sect devoted itself to studying the countermeasures, there was no good way.

Zhuo Yiran's mountain sword qi is based on the breath of the sword mound, and it is the strength of all families, whether it is weather or power, no one can match. But as soon as he saw the sword qi of the mountain come out, he went straight to the Demon Sect like a long rainbow through the sun, and its speed and strength were really amazing.

However, the moves made by the Demon Sect before were also extremely subtle, and as soon as he made a move, the surging sword qi was frozen in the air, and soon turned into repeated green smoke and rose away. It turned out that the Demon Sect did not freeze the sword qi with the Xuan Ice Technique as before, but sent the Heavenly Divine Technique to quickly freeze the sword qi and then incinerate it. As a result, endless white smoke suddenly rose from the river valley, faintly and faintly like a mountain fire erupting.

It's just that Zhuo Yiran's mountain sword qi was taken from the sword mound, and once it was issued, it was gushing endlessly, although the Demon Sect could rely on internal force to resist for a while, it was by no means a long-term solution.

Seeing Zhuo Yiran's probing fingers, a charming sword qi came out. This style of sword qi is extremely delicate, like a light breeze in the gentle place, and like the afterglow shining in the soft place, but it is in stark contrast to the infinitely powerful mountain sword qi in the array.

Seeing that Zhuo Yiran was strong against the sword qi of the mountain and came again, the Demon Sect had no choice but to divide an ice seal to resist it in his busy schedule. But this move sword qi is too weird, although it is not stagnant due to the strange cold true qi, but it still flies over flutteringly. The Demon Sect was very curious, so he took out a finger and fired three types of red flame recipes in succession, only to see it turn into a trace of green smoke and leave.

The Demon Sect retreated from this move, and concentrated on fighting against the mountain sword qi. But at some point, the Demon Sect suddenly felt a tingling pain in his arm, and when he looked down, the delicate sword qi from before was already wrapped around his arm. The slightest movement of this sword qi left a long bloody wound, and after a while, there were already a lot of scars on the body of the Demon Sect's hands.

The Demon Sect had to quickly split up to suppress this sword qi, but no matter what kind of move it was, it was useless, because it could always continue to entangle itself with a resurgence, and such a scene really made the Demon Sect stunned.

"The road is simple, and the elephant is invisible. The ultimate way of sword qi is the charming sword qi that the demon lord saw this time. Zhuo Yiran said silently.

"Haha, can such a scoundrel move be said to be the most powerful trick?" said the Demon Sect contemptuously.

The Demon Sect is right, Zhuo Yiran's sword qi lingers and waits for opportunities from time to time, which is indeed annoying. The Demon Sect was distracted to deal with the beautiful sword qi, but it slowed down the suppression of the mountain sword qi, and saw that the mountain sword qi was gaining momentum, breaking through the ice barrier in one game.

In the face of this menacing sword qi, the Demon Sect had to hurriedly use the Heavenly God Technique again, but it was just enough to curb its momentum. It's just that the charming sword qi is not reluctant to attack back, and the Demon Sect is irritable, so he can only forcibly push out the incorruptible body of King Kong. But this beautiful sword qi is not affected by King Kong's incorruptible body, and it still tears the blood wherever it goes. The Demon Sect can't bear it, but it can't do it, it's really hard.

"Usually the sword qi is emitted by the power of the mind, it is as strong as this mountain sword qi, after all, it is only from one's own body, so it can escape and resist. But this charming sword qi is to turn the murderous aura of the other body into the sword qi, and the murderous aura is not stopped, the sword aura is not stopped. Controlling the other with the other, the ultimate way of sword qi. Zhuo Yiran said aloud.

"Controlling the other with the other, it is really the way to be invincible. Murong Yunzhen said silently.

After hearing Zhuo Yiran's words, the Demon Sect immediately collected his moves and thoughts, and this charming sword aura disappeared immediately. It's just that in this way, how can it be that the mountain full of sword qi is about to break through the Heavenly Divine Technique issued by the Demon Sect before?

When the Demon Sect saw that the sword qi disappeared, he knew that Zhuo Yiran needed to make another move to come out again, and if he couldn't restrain his move, he would never be able to avoid this extremely annoying sword qi. It's just that at this time, both sides are fighting each other with peerless learning, but they never let go of their hands to make a move.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the sky, and the dark clouds that had been accumulated for a long time finally poured down the rain with relief, accompanied by blinding lightning, and the narrow valley immediately became hazy.

The Demon Sect was overjoyed, so he unloaded all the tricks in his hand, and finally suddenly sent a soul chasing hand into the stream. As soon as the power of the Demon Sect's palm came out, a section of water column rose from the ground, and when he pushed it harder, this column of water advanced rapidly in the shower.

Zhuo Yiran saw a column of water in the rain, but he was also surprised. Because the Demon Sect wanted to make this move, it was bound to give up the resistance to the mountain sword qi, so wouldn't he be pierced by the infinite sword qi into thousands of holes?

But this is really what the Demon Sect wants. I saw that the Demon Sect flew quickly through the rain, and he had already played the Endless Heavenly Divine Trick in front of him, and all the strength passed was condensation into ice. In the blink of an eye, the rain in the valley condensed together with the water column scattered by Zhuo Yiran, and Zhuo Yiran was also frozen in it.

The Demon Sect got such a turnaround, but it paid a heavy price, because after the mountain of sword qi lost its resistance, it shot at the Demon Sect like an arrow from the string, and the sword qi was endless, and the assassination continued. In an instant, the Demon Sect had become a blur of flesh and blood.

But the Demon Sect didn't care about this, because when Zhuo Yiran was frozen, it was when he won in one fell swoop. I saw that the Demon Sect Detective Finger sent out a type of ice and fire, and the condensed rain on the river valley distorted and dissipated in pieces, which was really weird.

Zhuo Yiran shouted that it was not good, and immediately rose into the air against the frost all over his body, so that he could barely avoid this majestic Heavenly Divine Technique. But since the Demon Sect was injured by the sword qi of the mountain, how could it be so easy to let Zhuo Yiran leave? Seeing that the Demon Sect pointed at the air one after another, although it could not hurt Zhuo Yiran, it froze the raindrops around Zhuo Yiran's body into a ring of ice.

Seeing that Zhuo Yiran was trapped in the ice array again, the Demon Sect hurriedly issued a Heavenly Divine Technique. But when he saw a blue light shining in the sky, he heard a violent sound, and the frozen raindrops immediately scattered in all directions.

I saw Zhuo Yiran staggering down, and he could no longer get up to fight against the Demon Sect. As soon as Zhuo Yiran fell, the mountain sword qi in this valley disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the sword qi that imprisoned Murong Yunzhen also floated away.

The Demon Sect was stunned for a while, and then laughed loudly: "Haha...... The Heavenly Divine Trick finally won over the mountain sword qi!haha...... I finally won!"

Murong Yunzhen rushed over in a hurry, and saw Zhuo Yiran lying on the ground with a scorched face, but he couldn't answer anymore. Murong Yun really saw that this kind old man was dying miserably, but he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, so he couldn't help crying.

But the Demon Sect smiled and smiled, but suddenly pointed to the sky and said angrily: "Oh my God, God, what do I have to do with you when I compete with Zhuo Yiran, but why do you want to interfere like this?"

It turned out that when the Demon Sect froze Zhuo Yiran's body with raindrops, the aura of the ice quickly diffused, freezing the rain in the sky into connected icicles, and when the lightning started, these icicles were electrocuted, but Zhuo Yiran was caught off guard. And this was definitely not what the Demon Sect wanted, because he was very confident that the move he had just made could also kill Zhuo Yi, but this kind of scene could not happen again.

After the Demon Sect roared a few words, he cried out in confusion: "What I wish in my life, one is to win the Holy Sword of the First Emperor, and the other is to win Shangyang Mountain, and Mr. Zhuo is especially important. Although I am victorious today, there is no one in the world who has my Demon Sect, and although I am victorious, I am also defeated. ”

After the Demon Sect cried, he walked slowly towards Murong Yunzhen. It's just that Murong Yun really cried sadly, but he didn't pay attention to it.

"Mr. Zhuo is my best friend, but I can't send him back to Shangyang Mountain, so I ask you to do it for me. The Demon Sect said in a low voice.

In fact, without the Demon Sect to speak, Murong Yunzhen would do the same.

The Demon Sect breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked towards the sword mound tremblingly. Murong Yun really knew that he was going to get the First Emperor's Holy Sword, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.

"I won't kill you today, and you won't stop me. The Demon Sect said silently.

"I'm protecting the sword so far, I just won't let you take the sword, as long as I, Murong Yun, are really alive, I must protect the Holy Sword of the First Emperor. Murong Yunzhen replied firmly.

The Demon Sect waved a single finger, and even though there was a biting cold current passing by, Murong Yun was really caught off guard, and he was instantly numb by this cold air.

I saw that after the Demon Sect reached the periphery of the Sword Shrine, he used a soul chasing hand against the First Emperor Holy Sword in the distance, and with a single shot of strength, the First Emperor Holy Sword swept away, and finally firmly grasped the Demon Sect's hands.

At the foot of Shangyang Mountain, an old man covered in injuries staggered forward, until he finally disappeared completely into the vast rain.

The Demon Sect did not kill Murong Yunzhen, but Murong Yunzhen recovered after some luck, but he did not pursue the Demon Sect. I saw Murong Yunzhen struggling to carry Zhuo Yiran, and then walked towards Shangyang Mountain.

For some reason, the sword qi of this sword mound became more and more frenzied, and it was difficult for Murong Yunzhen, who had returned to this place, to take a few steps. But thinking that Zhuo Yiran would eventually have to return to Shangyang Mountain, Murong Yunzhen gritted his teeth and went against the grain, not giving up despite all the difficulties. With such persistence, Murong Yunzhen finally stepped over the cross-flow sword qi of the sword mound and entered the Shangyang Mountain.

Behind the sword mound are two independent peaks, and the one in front has a stone house, which is Shangyang Mountain. Murong Yunzhen humped Zhuo Yiran into the stone house, but he still shook his body, hoping that he would be able to wake up. But how can a person be resurrected after death? Murong Yun really felt Zhuo Yiran's cold body, and could only believe that he was really feathered and ascended to immortal.

After Murong Yunzhen helped Zhuo Yiran change into dry clothes, he looked for a place to bury him. But as soon as Murong Yunzhen walked to the back of the stone house, he saw many graves lying horizontally on the mountains on that side. Murong Yunzhen searched for it according to the handwriting on the inscription, only to find that this was the mausoleum of the sword saints of Shangyang Mountain. The first tombstone is old, but the word "sword idiot" written in a small seal on it is faintly recognizable.

Murong Yun really remembered that the Lord of the Netherworld Valley and Ouye Tiangong had talked about the Sword Saint of Shangyang Mountain, among which the ancestor of the founding of the mountain was Gongzi Fusu, and this tomb was the first, and it was the only one who did not lose his surname, so he thought it was his.

"Gongzi Fusu has a heart for the common people, although he was framed by traitors, he is also a virtuous person. Murong Yunzhen said that, and bowed to this tomb three times.

This tomb is really built in order, and the tombstones after the tomb of Fusu are all numbered by generation, and when the last one is counted, it is already the twenty-sixth generation. At this moment, Murong Yunzhen found a chiseled sarcophagus placed next to this last tomb, which looked like it was newly made.

Murong Yun really couldn't help but feel abrupt, because this must have been done by Zhuo Yiran himself.

The sky had cleared, so Murong Yunzhen carried Zhuo Yiran into the sarcophagus, and after respectfully bowing three times, he pushed the sarcophagus into the tomb.

"Mr. Zhuo is the twenty-seventh generation of the Sword Saint of Shangyang Mountain, and his tombstone naturally has to be numbered. Murong Yun read it in his heart, so he used all his internal strength to write neatly on the inscription.

After Murong Yunzhen dealt with Zhuo Yi's affairs, it was already twilight, and when he recalled the previous things at this time, it made people feel infinitely nostalgic.

"When a person dies, everything is quiet, and all the earthly fate is gone. Murong Yun said sadly in his heart.

Murong Yunzhen immediately became nervous, because he was still unwilling to leave Qu Rufeng, and he also wanted to know if Jiang Xinyue was okay, and of course, Yang Zhan, his righteous brother. With such a thought, Murong Yunzhen lifted his breath and stepped on the Zongyun Gong and went straight down the mountain.

Shangyang Mountain is surrounded by cliffs on three sides, and the only way to get out of the mountain is to cross the sword mound, but at this time, the sword mound has become more and more swordsmanlike. As soon as Murong Yun Zhen approached, he was stopped back. Murong Yunzhen was eager to go out at the moment, how could he be so resigned?

I saw that Murong Yun really resisted a breath of true qi, and he jumped high with his Zongyun Gong. But how could the qi of the sword mound only flow on the ground? I saw that as soon as Murong Yun Zhenfu flew over the sword mound realm, the person was inexplicably bounced back, and this scene was like a high wall on the tree on the sword mound.

Murong Yunzhen tried a few more times, but there was no progress, and after this toss, the sky gradually darkened.