Chang Hai knew that the kung fu of the person who came was extremely high, although he didn't know his identity, but this person offended the demon god and must not be forgiven. He shook the long sword in his hand, the blade of the sword was clear, like a horn, and the ears of all the soldiers were buzzing, showing respect on their faces, and they exclaimed: "Chang Jiao's kung fu is superb, and today is a feast for the eyes." ”

Fly said: "With the sword to resist the wind, you have already practiced the maggot and fly corpse sea sword to such an extent?"

Chang Hai's heart was shocked, and he thought: "How does he know that I have practiced the Maggot Corpse Sea Sword?" and didn't think about it, but just said: "Pick up the sword, let's see the real chapter under our hands!"

The fly whispered: "Compare swords, compare swords." The voice is obsessively soft, as if lulling a toddler to sleep. As soon as he raised his fingers, the goshawk's broken sword flew into his hand on its own, as if it were alive. He stretched out his hand to hold it and muttered, "The method of sword movement seems to be a little rusty. If you have nothing to do, let's try your hand at kung fu. ”

When he held the sword, Chang Hai didn't wait any longer, a sword stabbed him, and he shouted: "Don't make excuses!" The long sword pierced the air, making a sharp sound, the sword contained real power, the luck was ingenious, and the force was overwhelming, it was really a rare trick.

The fly dodged to the side, avoiding the sword, and used a light body to approach Chang Hai, Chang Hai "whirred", slapped out the palm force, the side of the fly's head, and the palm force grazed his cheek and flew over. Chang Hai took advantage of the situation to slash with his sword, and his moves were chic and wild, like splashing ink, with majestic momentum and loud winds, and he really had the courage of ten thousand people.

The two fought together, only to see Chang Hai's sword moves heavy, both fast and fast, there was no stagnation between the moves, sometimes mixed with strong palm power, affecting three zhang away. And the fly body is smart, as fast as the breeze, fluttering like a dragon, wandering around, constantly looking for Chang Hai's sword moves, the two of them fought to a close place, the figure was blurry and difficult to distinguish, and the night was integrated, only to see the silver light flowing, sparks splashing, hearing the sword blade collision, the wind sounded.

Chang Hai thought to himself: "This person's martial arts are so strong, but he is unknown in the rivers and lakes. He made it the Kunlun faction's divine bird swordsmanship, and it really made the furnace perfect, and the virtual and the real were confused, I'm afraid that he is only afraid that he is the apprentice of Qingcangzi?"

Thinking of Qingcangzi, when I thought of the master again, the competitive heart was sheng, the spirit was vibrant, the sword move was like a meteor, such as a long cloud, swishing, swishing, the sword light was intertwined, forming a tight sword net, if the enemy dared to break through, he was immediately strangled, the fly was holding a broken sword, unable to reach far, and wanted to fight closely, to this situation, Chang Hai has been invincible.

He got up proudly and shouted, "Don't you withdraw the sword yet?" took a step, the sword net also moved forward, the momentum was unusually fast, the sword qi was mighty, spreading to both sides, the spectators couldn't bear it, covered their faces, and at the same time knew that Chang Hai was winning, and cheered loudly.

Suddenly, Chang Hai slashed down at the fly's left arm with a sword, but the blow missed, the fly rushed forward, Chang Hai roared angrily, and wanted to make a palm, but he suddenly turned his palm into a fist and smashed it on the top of the fly's head. This sudden change of tactics, showing a great flaw when he landed, Chang Hai was shocked, hurriedly rolled back, dodged the pursuit of flies, and then quickly got up, his face was full of dust, and his expression was extremely embarrassed.

The fly didn't make a move, just looked at Chang Hai indifferently, his expression was neither sad nor joyful, but his eyes were full of cold light.

Chang Hai said angrily: "What's the matter? What kind of demon magic did you use?"

Fly said: "This is not a demon technique, but the sword technique of the maggot and fly corpse sea sword. ”

Chang Hai shouted: "Ridiculous! How can you use the maggot and fly corpse sea sword? How can I make random moves and show my own flaws? This is not a demagogic demon method, what is it?"

Fly said: "You have fallen into the whirlpool of my sword intent, no matter how you move, you will eventually surrender to my sword intent." Your moves are useless, and if you make any more rash moves, the consequences will only be worse. ”

Chang Hai was extremely angry, and shouted: "How can there be such a sword intent in the world?" He was furious, condensed the internal strength of the whole body, raised the long sword, and used a move "City Destroying Sword", this sword is Zhou Xingtian's personal trick, the sword is attached to the life's strength, the long sword is stabbed in the air, slow and fast, the whereabouts are ethereal, no matter how the enemy resists, it is difficult to escape the momentum of the sword power, if it dodges, it will inevitably be forced by the fierce sword qi, and it is difficult to continue. Comprehending this move is the mastery of the swordsmanship of the Xiaoyao Palace.

The sword roared, stabbing at the fly rapidly, everyone saw this sword, their hearts were shaken, and they didn't have time to cheer, the sword move came to the fly, and suddenly showed its decline, the move was slow, and it fell to the ground next to the fly, Chang Hai suddenly retracted, was hit back by his own strength, screamed, his chest was like a giant hammer, his whole body was out of force, his arms were dislocated, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was gloomy, and he said in a trembling voice: "You are not controlling my mind, sword intent, sword intent, in this world, is there really a sword intent?"

Fly said: "The hurricane in the North Sea, it is difficult to shake the mountains of the vast field, and the second realm of the maggot and fly corpse sea sword is to transform the sword intent of the world, and let the enemy's moves change, I will not move." I am maggots, and mortal beings are nothing but a sea of corpses, and I feed on them and give what I want. ”

Chang Hai's body shook violently, but it was not fear, but excitement. He pondered the fly's words, and for a moment, his eyes widened, and there was a glint of joy in them.

He shouted, "You're a fly, yes! Yes! Master mentioned you, you are the person he once met in the Western Regions, and you are the person who passed on his maggot fly corpse sea sword!"

The fly nodded, the broken sword fell, and Chang Hai was suddenly crushed into powder by a huge force, leaving only a pool of blood gushing out in all directions. This supreme master, whose body and mind have become demons, is dying.

When the surrounding people saw this scene, they were so frightened that they wailed, and they shouted one after another: "Demon God, Demon God!"

Fei Fei said: "You are also guilty people, why should you be nostalgic for this purgatory place? Your demon god is not here, you worship the wrong person, you will have the wrong mind, you will practice the wrong kung fu, it is irreparable." ”

He broke his sword and swung it, and the invisible sword qi was chaotic and ubiquitous, and everyone still wanted to shout, but they were cut in two in an instant, most of them were angry on the spot, and a few people convulsed a few times on the ground, and died miserably.

The fly shook his head, walked up to the light shirt, and said to himself: "The body of the nine infants, the light shirt, what did Zhou Xingtian do to you? Why do you have such an abnormality? Different from the appearance of others?"

The light shirt couldn't answer, his eyes were frightened, he dodged, and he didn't dare to look at the person in front of him like a ghost.

The fly untied her hole and said, "Say it." ”

Qingshan knelt on the ground and begged bitterly: "Fly Hero, Fly Master, spare my Qingshan's life." ”

Fei Fei said: "Tell me the truth, who are you, why do you have the body of nine babies?"

Qingyi shook his head in a panic and shouted, "I don't know if I don't know what the body of the Nine Babies is. ”

Fly said: "Those who practice the 'Maggot Fly Corpse Sea Sword' will become a green wolf, just like Lu Yao and Iron Salt, one will become a golden tiger, just like Chang Hai in front of him, and one will become the body of nine infants." But this kind of abnormality is extremely rare, but I am afraid that it is not an ordinary fire, but a realm that even I don't know, how did Zhou Xingtian find you?"

"Master, when he found me, I was just a doll under a year old. I only remember the tragic death of my parents, and I don't remember anything else. ”

The fly groaned for a moment, stood up, was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Did you spare me?" ”

As soon as the fly touched her shoulder, she was speechless, and in an instant, she felt numb all over her body, and the cold spread to the meridians around her body, and between a few heartbeats, she froze into ice, and died instantly.

The fly's eyes glanced around, but he saw that the courtyard was full of blood and corpses, and there was not even a single living person left. His fingers trembled slightly, and Li Yunhe's body floated out of the temple and landed in front of him, and then he sat down cross-legged and sighed, "Forget it, forget everything." Goshawk, let's just think of it as a wonderful and thrilling nightmare. ”

He slowly changed back to the form of a goshawk, and just sat down and fell asleep

Forced Yu searched for a long time in the Li Mansion, but did not see Li Yunhe's shadow, and asked him about his stepmother, but he was also panicked and had no idea. Pressed by the rain, he was at a loss, and thought: "This matter is important, let's go and discuss with the goshawk, the senior brother and the light shirt are also there, I'd better hurry over and take a look." ”

Thinking of the goshawk, he felt guilty because of the forced rain that killed Weishan with his own hands, in fact, he didn't dare to meet him, but he remembered that Qingyi and Chang Hai had a conversation, and he was anxious, for fear that the old relationship between the two would be rekindled, and everything would be over. Love and miss together, and the courage is multiplied in an instant, and all the difficult things in the world are difficult to shake their hearts. He left the Li Mansion, dragged his tired body, and rushed towards the Wensheng Temple.

Approaching the Temple of Wensheng, he listened attentively, but did not hear any sound, and his heart moved, thinking, "Are they going back?" but suddenly he smelled a bloody smell in his nose and heard the sound of flies flying. He clenched his sword and walked to the temple backyard.

When he saw the dead bodies everywhere, blood like a flood, all disemboweled, and the death was unsightly, he couldn't help screaming, his heart was terrified, and he cried: "Senior Sister Light Shirt? Promise me, promise me!"

The goshawk was woken up by the rain shout, shook its head desperately, slowly stood up, and shouted in a daze: "Forced rain?"

Qi Yu immediately turned around, glared at the goshawk, his eyes were about to split, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What's going on here? What about Senior Sister Qingyi? What about Senior Brother Chang Hai?

He pointed to the corpse of the girl in front of the goshawk, his body trembled, and he wanted to snatch it, but he didn't dare to step forward.

The goshawk's mind was in a mess, some of the past things were remembered, some were vague, and the ants that bit him seemed to be suddenly busy at this moment, drilling around in his mind, and he almost wanted to die.

He thought, "Has the crow woken up? Damn, I'm useless! When am I going to imprison him forever?"

Forced Yu said sharply: "Did you kill my sister?"

Goshawk remembered the scene at that time and said, "It's not me, it's Senior Brother Chang Hai who did it, and Senior Sister Light Shirt also wanted to save her, but I was stopped by Senior Brother Chang Hai." ”

Forced Yu asked, "Where is the senior sister?"

The goshawk suddenly felt that there was someone behind him, and when he turned around, he happened to see the corpse of the light shirt condensed into ice, he was startled, and hurriedly ran away, exposing the light shirt to the eyes of the rain.

Forcing the rain immediately showed a dejected expression, and with a bang, his long sword fell to the ground, and with a thud, he knelt down in front of the light shirt. Stretching out a trembling hand, he took the stiff and cold corpse into his arms.

He wept silently.

Seeing this, the goshawk was miserable, and with a sharp pain in his head, he quietly walked towards the outside of the temple. But Qi Yu suddenly shouted, "Goshawk, did you do it, did you kill Senior Sister Lightshirt?"

The goshawk said confusedly, "Maybe it's me." ”

Forced Yu bit the corners of his mouth and shouted, "I'll kill you and avenge Senior Sister Qingyi!"

The goshawk said sadly: "You can't take revenge, forcing the rain, even if you can win against me, you will never be able to win the fly." Throughout the ages, there have been very few people who have been able to overcome him. ”

Forced Rain didn't understand what the goshawk was talking about, but he didn't want to understand either, hatred and revenge filled his heart, and only then would he not be crushed by heart-rending despair.

He walked a few steps with his light shirt, and was invaded by the cold in her body, he was so sad that he forgot to resist it, and his eyes were dark, so he fainted with his beloved woman in his arms.

The goshawk sat in the temple for a long, long time, trying to forget something, trying to remember something, but his mind became more and more disorganized, and gradually, even all the memories of the past eleven years became fragmented and difficult to piece together.

He thought, "I should go, flee, flee, flee far away, leave this cursed city." ”

Subsequently, he became a deserter, and before the fall of Yangzhou, he shamelessly left all his friends and comrades-in-arms, bypassed the Mongol encirclement, and did not know where to go.

He heard that Li Tingzhi had no choice but to evacuate from Yangzhou City and wanted to join the exiled Song Emperor, but on the night he left Yangzhou City, the generals defending the city surrendered to the Mongols. Li Tingzhi was overtaken by the pursuers and captured by the Mongols, and soon after, he was escorted to the execution ground, where he died with Jiang Cai.

Over the next few years, he wandered around looking for the Song army and assisting them in their resistance to the Yuan army, and one day, he came to the desert, where he met a girl dressed as a man.

She said her name was Li Shuxiu.

Goshawk faintly realized that his past fate and fate, perhaps at this moment, finally caught up with him

There was the sound of wheels rolling, crushing the stones on the side of the road, and making a clatter.

The goshawk opened her eyes and saw Li Shuxiu in front of her, she looked up at the goshawk with a pretty face.

She asked, "Big brother, you've been sleeping for a long time." I see that your face is wrong, did you have some nightmare?"

Goshawk yawned and smiled, "Your eldest brother has nightmares? Haha, what a joke." ”

Li Shuxiu smiled and said, "Big talk." Ignoring him, he looked out the window, at the boundless grassland, and was deeply immersed in the beautiful scenery.

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End of volume III