Tang Feng slowly raised his hand, the sword shook with it, and the spiritual energy in his palm continued to pour into the sword blade, and the sword blade gradually condensed a strong purple-cyan cyclone, and he said almost word by word: "If it dares to block me from entering the sword mound, it is to devour the demon path and help the world, then the sword in my hand will definitely not show mercy." (Feng Wu> "Ninth junior brother, by all means, this spirit venerable has guarded the sword mound of Yizong for more than 1,000 years, and even my father is respectful to it." Gu Jianhan stopped Tang Feng and stopped.

Tang Feng's eyes were blazing, and his sharp eyes looked at Gu Jianhan, but he didn't speak, but he was not angry and mighty, which made Gu Jianhan retract his hand, his face condensed, and he muttered: "Ninth Senior Brother, I hope you think twice before acting." ”

Long Tingyu shook the folding fan in his hand again, unfolded the fan, and said with low eyebrows: "Third Senior Brother, I think Senior Brother Nine is in charge, and I am willing to help him." ”

Gu Jianhan was helpless, so he had to sigh: "Okay, you and my brother, we have always fought side by side, since this candle dragon is not psychic, we will go against it!" After finishing speaking, he also shook the Qianqiu sword, and the sword was unsheathed, and this divine weapon was sacrificed. Standing side by side with Tang Feng and Long Tingyu.

Tang Feng sneered, and the sword of the chivalrous sword swung out, and the sword shot out, and he wanted to break in.

Unexpectedly, the long body of the candle dragon shook, turned around, and the dragon head plunged into the sword mound, and in an instant, the endless light blue aura was like a flood without a levee, gushing out. A pillar of aura condensed into a circle erupted from the sword mound, hovering into the air, and dissipating under the sky.

Tang Feng, Gu Jianhan, and Long Tingyu were shocked, and looked at each other. Gu Jian Han groaned: "Such a strong sword qi, if this sword qi hits someone, it will inevitably be crushed into powder." ”

"Sword aura?" Although Tang Feng could feel that strong murderous aura coming. But when it comes to kendo cultivation, he is still slightly inferior to Gu Jianhan, who is obsessed with swordsmanship with kendo, so naturally he can easily identify this kind of sword qi.

"That's right, this sword qi is at least the sword qi stimulated by more than ten extraordinary swords, maybe it is the sword of the aura you called the ninth junior brother. Gu Jianhan said eloquently.

Long Tingyu's eyes condensed, "Third Senior Brother." Ninth Senior Brother, look, the entrance of the sword mound. It seems that the Spirit Venerable broke through just now. Isn't it already allowing us to enter the Sword Shrine. ”

Tang Feng snorted coldly and said, "This beast, you have to make people angry!" After speaking, he strode towards the entrance of the sword mound.

Gu Jianhan and Long Tingyu hesitated slightly. also followed Tang Feng into the sword mound. Inside the sword mound, it was extremely dark, the ground was uneven, Gu Jian Han and Long Tingyu had basically never entered the sword mound, and it was extremely difficult to enter.

"Third Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Brother, you follow my footwork, don't walk around, there are many traps here. Tang Feng said in a deep voice.

Gu Jianhan and Long Tingyu pinched a handful of cold sweat in their palms. Fortunately, I didn't step on the trap, so be careful to concentrate. Following Tang Feng's figure, he cautiously walked towards the depths of the sword mound.

"What a murderous aura!" Tang Feng's mind "buzzed", his back was a little cold, and he frowned tightly, he didn't know what earth-shaking abnormal changes had happened in this sword mound, it was such a strong murderous aura. It seems that the cool breeze in my ears is all the demons in the shadows laughing gloomily.

And the three of them felt that they were walking towards the demon's bloody mouth, and Tang Feng rarely felt this murderous aura so strongly.

Gu Jianhan and Long Tingyu were also enveloped in their hearts by a gloomy aura, and they felt a little uneasy, which was a kind of gloom under the darkness, which made them feel uneasy. I felt that my body was devoured by thousands of ants, and I was itching for a while, but I had nowhere to scratch it.

There was no end in sight to the dark and deep passage, and where they walked behind, it seemed that a ghost shadow had floated from time to time, stretching out the craggy demon hands of the white bones in the darkness, grabbing the back of their heads, licking their blood-stained lips, revealing rows of forest fangs. I want to pounce on them, smash their heads, suck their brains dry.

Gu Jian Han held the hilt of his sword tightly, cold sweat oozed from his back, although he had practiced sword dao for many years, he had never felt such a fear that seemed like a path to death hell.

Long Tingyu pressed the paper folding fan tightly together, his clothes were also wet with cold sweat, he really wanted to ask Tang Feng, how far is this from the sword mound. However, he was nervous in his heart, even such a casual question could make people feel distracted.

The three Yi Sect masters were shrouded in such an inexplicable murderous aura and fear.

Every time Tang Feng took a step, he walked on thin ice, and it seemed that if he was not careful, he would fall into the ice cave, how could this be? This sword mound had come in twice by itself, and the first time he came in before, he had some fear, but he did not have this kind of uneasiness like a man's back.

Because every time he took a step forward, the murderous aura became a little stronger, as if he had been stabbed in the heart by a sword, as long as he took a step forward, the sword pierced a little deeper, a little until he was pierced by this sword in the heart.

The three of them didn't dare to come out, Gu Jianhan and Long Tingyu walked inside, their clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down their foreheads, but the stone cave in this sword mound was unusually dry, and the cool breeze blowing was carrying the smell of earth in this stone cave.

But they seemed to be suffocated, and they couldn't breathe that fresh breath at all, on the contrary, their breath was like someone had poured poison, and the poison was eating away at their minds little by little, devouring their souls.

"Bang!"

There was a dull sound of shaking the mountains, and the eyes suddenly opened up, revealing a dazzling enough light. The three of them finally walked from the dark long passage to the sword mound, the stone cave with a radius of more than dozens of zhang.

However, when they entered, they were dumbfounded by the scene in front of them. If they could, they would rather not see this tragic and tragic scene. Bloody, drenched in blood, sword shadows shuttling, etc., dazzled them.

Yi Zong's Lingzun Candle Dragon, who guarded the sword mound, was stabbed like a hedgehog by the sword, and streams of blood gushed like a spring, and with a dull loud bang just now, the official candle dragon was pierced by the sword blade and fell to the open place under the sword mound.

The candle dragon's giant eyes turned around and looked at the stunned Tang Feng, Gu Jianhan, and Long Tingyu, as if to tell Tang Feng that it was not intentionally trying to block him from entering the sword mound, but that the sword mound was too dangerous.

Tang Feng's heart was cold, as if he had been stabbed with a sword, a sword that penetrated his heart, he looked at the candle dragon lying on the ground, blood gushing like a pillar, at this moment, he was in a very conflicted mood, should he hate the candle dragon, or should he be grateful for its life-saving grace? He secretly scolded himself in his heart: Tang Feng, Tang Feng, are you selfish? He also scolded the beast repeatedly, this candle dragon is so human, if it were not for it, I am afraid that the one lying on the ground will be himself. (To be continued......)