"It's not a magic weapon. "The leader of the black-robed people, the senior brother of the disciples of the Demon Sect, the brows on his handsome face were stretched, and a smile appeared on his face.

"This is a fierce sword qi emitted by the refined heaven and earth vitality that is incorporated into the body, and with the long sword as the medium. ”

The face of the Demon Sect Senior Brother was slightly puzzled, and he looked at the white-haired woman curiously.

"Who are you, who can emit sword qi with your bare hands?"

The woman was speechless, and the bright yellow robe trembled slightly with the woman's body.

"Well, it doesn't matter, though. The senior brother of the Demon Sect glanced contemptuously and stood beside the woman, his legs trembling, turned his head, and looked at the man with snake-like pupils behind him.

"Li Xu, they'll be handed over to you. ”

The black-robed man named Li Xu showed a trace of cruelty in his eyes, and looked at the white-haired woman not far from him unscrupulously.

"Senior brother, don't worry, leave it to me. ”

Senior Brother Demon Sect nodded and waved his hand.

"Others, come with me. ”

Fourteen black-robed people left the ground and flew towards the top of the Wild Mountain.

Yougen raised his head and looked at the fourteen figures flying into the sky in panic.

Then, in front of the figures, he observed a bright yellow in the white clouds.

So peace of mind.

"Hehe, little beauty. ”

Li Xu stretched out his long tongue, licked his thin lips, and laughed.

The laugh was arrogant.

In his left hand, he held a round bead with a gray body, and if you looked closely, there were still some thin red stripes in the bead.

It's like the eyes of the Demon Sect's elder brother.

Li Xu shook his numb right hand, and then pressed the middle and ring fingers of his index finger with the thumb of his right hand, and the finger was erect upward.

The round gray bead detached from his left hand and flew towards the pale woman standing in front of Yougen.

The white-haired woman looked at the gray beads that flew towards her from the sky, and her face suddenly showed a touch of absolute determination.

Then, the woman, who was about to make a move, stopped moving.

Because she saw that the beads, which were round and gray, lingering with a slight glow of blood, stopped in the air.

And in front of the beads, a sword hangs.

A wooden sword.

A wooden sword that is only the length of the palm of your hand.

The white-haired woman turned her head in surprise and saw her hands crossed with her fingers crossed, sweating profusely.

Yougen walked in front of the woman in a few steps, and the bruises on his forehead were exposed.

The sand grains located in the dantian spread out wisps of golden vitality under the drive of the root, forming two golden rivers of smoke, rushing out of the rooted dantian, following a certain route, and running quickly in the root's body.

The white lines on the robe have long since disappeared, but Yougen has long remembered the path of luck.

With all his strength, Yougen struggled to erect the intersecting thumbs and put them side by side, against the intersecting eight fingers, forming a mark.

This is a tiger print.

It was also the first method of printing that Arigen learned.

Two days ago, next to the well behind the Daoguan Temple in the Wild Mountain.

"There are six luck methods in this seal, each of which has different magical powers, I will only teach you one, which can be used for defense. ”

Wugen's eight fingers were crossed and clasped together, and the two thumbs were erected up, and he said to Yougen.

At that time, in front of Rootless's body, the rich Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was spinning rapidly, forming a transparent vortex in the void space.

At this time, when the rooted tiger mark was formed, the wooden sword that stopped in front of the bead also began to spin.

With the rotation of the wooden sword, the vitality of heaven and earth is like a quiet flowing water encountering a deep pit in the ground in the process, with the tip of the rotating wooden sword as the center, forming a circle of fine lines.

The fine lines are connected to each other, and in the continuous flow, a suction force is transmitted.

The smile on Li Xu's face stiffened slightly, and a pair of snake eyes spurted with anger.

"You kid, you can't help yourself!"

Li Xu kept the seal gesture with his right hand and swung forward sharply.

Around the gray and white round beads, the vitality between heaven and earth was rioting.

From the beads, a blood-colored cold glow came out.

With a loud tearing sound, a crack appeared in front of the round beads, on the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that was stirred up by the wooden sword.

The white cracks staggered the circulating heaven and earth vitality.

Along the way, he cut through the spinning wooden sword.

"Ugh!" said a mouthful, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The hands with tiger marks quickly parted, and under the sharp stabbing pain that came from his chest, Yougen's body went limp.

In the sky, the fourteen black-robed people who flew to the top of the mountain landed on the mountainside.

Rootless, with a wooden sword in his hand, fell across from them.

Blood was dripping from the wooden sword.

There was a wound on the arm of the swordless sword.

Blood came out of the wound.

A large piece of Taoist robe was dyed red.

"You set up the formation outside, who are you? What are you doing in the Wild Outer Mountain?"

Wugen's face was solemn, staring closely at the black-robed man in front of him.

Then, he saw a man emerge from among the black-robed men.

The man has a handsome face and fair skin, but there are no pupils in his eyes.

"Are you the first disciple of the head of the Wild Outer Sect?"

The man put his hands behind his back and looked at Wugen not far in front of him with blank eyes, and his gaze fell on the blood-stained robe on Wugen's right arm.

The scorpion smiled slightly, and said loudly: "Under the scorpion, the ninth and twenty-first chief disciple of the Demon Sect. ”

The tone is very flat.

It's like a mountain breeze.

Blowing open the corners of the rootless blood-stained robe.

Wugen raised the wooden sword with a solemn face and held it horizontally in front of him.

Release the hilt of the sword.

The vitality absorbed in the body and cultivated for nearly thirty years rushed out of the vast dantian, along the meridians, and traveled to all parts of the rootless body.

Rootless lifts his right foot and takes a step back.

The weeds beneath his feet snapped neatly in the breeze as his right foot moved.

Broken blades of grass, flying with the wind.

At the foot of the rootless, a pattern of a yin-yang fish is left.

Looking at the solemn rootless, the scorpion did not move, but the smile on his face was even brighter, and he asked.

"You're a void, aren't you?"

Hearing this, Wugen's brows furrowed quickly and he didn't answer.

The scorpion didn't care and continued to speak.

"Among my junior disciples, three of them all entered the Void Realm not long ago, and I crossed the Void Void a year ago, and now the realm has been stabilized. ”

The scorpion raised his right hand and held it in the air, and the blood flashed.

However, the long black knife did not appear in the scorpion's hand.

It appears on the top of the rootless head.

Rootless, unaware before, pupils constricted.

The black knife slashed down, and the wooden sword back.

The sword is broken.

The blood-colored sword qi passed through the rootless Dao robe and cut into the rootless body.

It was pierced directly on the heart veins in the rootless body.

"Flutter"

A pool of blood spat out of Wugen's mouth, and his body was like a ruined flutter, carried into the air by the breeze.

Outside the wilderness, inside the Taoist temple.

Kedaoren, who was sitting on the cushion with his hands together and his eyes closed, opened his eyes.