It has been nearly half a year since Chu Shaoying, the lord of Bitianque, disappeared, which is a major event second to none for the Central Plains martial arts. The astrologer searched the heavens, but found nothing. Wen Juncong and the others had no choice but to go to the Blowing Flower Building in person and ask the reclusive flower to ask Liu out of the mountain. Hua Wenliu was shocked at the moment, how could a good person disappear for no reason, so he rode a fast horse to Bitianque. Everyone only knew that Lord Chu Que and Hua Xianren got along the most closely, so they rushed to inquire, and Hua Wenliu just shook his head.

After half a month, I suddenly saw a group of people riding fast horses straight towards Bitianque, all of them were unfamiliar faces, and the city defenders did not dare to let them in. Hua Wenliu felt curious, guessing that they might have something to do with Chu Shaoying's disappearance, and immediately ordered the city gate to be opened. The crowd rushed into the city and dismounted. The man in the lead had a letter in his hand, and when he saw Hua Wenliu in front of him, he flicked his palm and threw the letter out. The flower asked the willow folding fan to spread out, and when he swiped into the sky, the envelope of the letter was suddenly cut into small pieces of paper, but the letters inside were intact. Everyone has seen Chu Shaoying's kung fu in answering the letter behind his back, and when they compare the two of them, most of the skills of Hua Chu and Chu are between the two of them.

Hua Wenliu read the letter, his expression changed from shock to anger, and he looked at those people carefully and felt very strange. The muscles on their faces were stiff, their expressions were glazed, their eyes were blank, and what was even stranger was that they had a tiny hole in their pupils. Hua Wenliu felt that these people had a great background, and it seemed that they were controlled by others, but looking at the Central Plains, no sect or faction had this kind of evil art to manipulate puppets. So, the right arm was raised, and the folding fan in his hand was slashed away, this shallow move was so fast that ordinary people could not see it clearly, and the degree of sharpness and purity could be imagined.

However, the leader did not shy away from it, and let the other party cut off his head, but the broken neck did not splash a drop of blood. If you look closely, the blood in the man's body has coagulated, and the head that fell to the ground has not changed at all, and his eyes are stiffly open, looking straight ahead. The crowd was stunned, but the next scene was even more astonishing: the man slowly bent down, picked up his head, and pieced it around his neck. The wound healed quickly, and in a few moments, it was back to the same as before, not at all like it had been injured.

The leader continued to save himself, but his face still did not change, he just said lightly: "The letter has been sent, and the farewell has arrived." He said that every word seemed to use all his strength, and every word popped out of his mouth. After finishing speaking, he stepped on the horse and led the rest of the people away.

As soon as the scene eased up a little, everyone accepted what they had said. Hua asked Liu to show the letter to everyone, and everyone said: "This letter is not true, what is the gate of the desert, what the emperor, I have never heard of it for more than ten years. ”

Hua asked Liu and the emperor to have an old relationship, and speculated according to various signs, most of what the letter said was true, so he said: "I heard that there are ghosts in the south of the desert, and the merchants who pass through there have not returned, so it can be seen that most of the things in the letter said in the letter are true." ”

Everyone said: "Everyone has seen the people who sent the letter just now, it is very weird, if there are such people in the Gate of the Desert, then we ......"

Hua asked Liu Dao: "Those people are poisoned by the twilight of tears, and they need Kong Xuefengling to solve it." The conditions for making Tearful Twilight are very harsh, and it is expected that there will not be too many such people in the Gate of the Desert. ”

Wen Juncong was worried about the safety of the Que Lord, so he said, "Let's think about how to rescue the Que Lord." ”

Everyone had no choice, just waiting for someone to stand up and say a foolproof plan, but no one could do anything, and in the end Wen Juncong said: "Let's bring more people, the more people there are, the more likely it is to rescue the lord of Que." The crowd was noncommittal, and the scene was silent.

Hua Wenliu fanned the wind twice, and said insignificantly: "It seems that this is the only way." ”

Everyone discussed for a while, and finally decided to go to the gate of the desert in batches, the first group of people led by Hua Wenliu, passed through Jinglin Villa, and took a shortcut to the south of the desert; the second group was led by Yuan Ceshen, the leader of the Southern Martial Arts Valley, the lord of the Dragon Valley, bypassing Jinglin Villa, and arrived in the south of the desert from the north of the desert in a roundabout way, followed by the third, fourth, and fifth batches, respectively, led by the leading figures in today's martial arts.

When Hua Wenliu led everyone through Jinglin Villa, the owner of Xue Shaozhuang greeted him personally, and after asking about the situation, the owner of Xue Shaozhuang said: "My father and son have always had a good relationship with the Lord of Chuque, and now he is in trouble, how can we sit idly by." But my father is old and has been ignoring the affairs of Zhuangzhong for many years, so let me hide this matter from him at this time, and I will bring some people and horses with you to save Lord Chuque. ”

Hua Wenliu knew that the old farmer had a great friendship with Chu Shaoying, if he knew about it, he would definitely fight that old bone to save him, although Xue Laozhuang's art industry was amazing, but after all, it was almost a long time, and it was not suitable to be tired. Seeing that the young owner was thinking about his father everywhere, he said: "It's okay, if the young owner goes, we will have more chips to win." ”

The young owner left everyone to have a meal, and then he sent some people and horses to find the gate of the desert with Hua Wenliu.

Soon, everyone left the Central Plains and came to the Northwest Wilderness. On the desert, a round of bright sun is shining, the sun is hot on the sand, walking on it, there is like a steamer as stuffy and unbearable, even the occasional wind blowing, it is also hot, blowing people sweat.

In the vast desert, there were many horseshoe prints, and they were soon covered by wind and sand. Hua asked Liu to look at the sun, and said to everyone: "Everyone hurry up, if you can't catch up with the gate of the desert, then rest on the spot for a night, don't appear at the gate of the desert at dusk." ”

Although everyone didn't understand why they couldn't reach the gate of the desert at dusk, they all understood that Hua Xianren was well-informed, and he must have a reason for saying this, so they all did what Hua Wenliu said. Looking at the corner of the desert from afar, a round of slanting sun slanting westward, the soft sunlight dyes the desert golden, full of peace and ruiqi, where there are ghosts as those business travelers say.

Hua Wenliu told everyone to rest on the spot for one night, and asked some people to take turns to keep vigil. Everyone was tired from the journey, and many fell asleep on the sand. Although the flowers asked the willow for a nap, they did not really sleep. The extraordinary tranquility of the desert aroused the alarm in his body, which had saved his life many times during the assassination mission more than ten years ago.

As soon as the sky was watched, a strong wind blew on the desert, and the yellow sand was long, stirring up a round of crescent moon in the sky into a hazy haze. Sand drifted into people's bodies, faces, nostrils, and mouths, making people very uncomfortable.

Soon a flock of crows flew in the sky, and there were several owls in the flock. Taking advantage of the faint moonlight, I could clearly see a group of bats in the distance. As soon as the animals got close to the crowd, the sky suddenly darkened, and the sky was densely filled with crows and bats. Hua Wenliu told everyone to be careful, these birds are not simple. However, the birds did not attack people, but the neighing of horses was incessant.

In a few moments, the fowls of heaven departed in an overwhelming manner. When everyone looked at the horses, there were only piles of white bones left, and the flesh and blood were all sucked up by those birds, and the cruelty of the methods was rare in the world. Everyone no longer felt sleepy, and they all got up to discuss what to do next. Now that I have lost my leg strength, I am in a dilemma, and I don't know what to do.

Hua asked Liu: "If you want to go back, I won't stop you." If you are willing to move on, then go with Hua. ”

Suddenly, a small number of people in the crowd stood up, obviously apprehensive at the methods of the birds just now, and this small group of people went back along the way they came, very afraid of another such disaster, the sooner the better.

The rest of the people were in the same place until dawn, and last night the birds only hurt the horses, but not the people, and it was obvious that the other party wanted to consume the physical strength of his own people, so that they could wait for work. But as soon as everyone thought of what Bi Tianque had done for the Central Plains martial arts, and what Chu Shaoying had done for the people of the world, they didn't care about anything else, and they had to rescue him no matter what.

After walking for a few days, everyone walked out of the desert, and there was a faint green scenery in front of them, and after walking for a while, they entered the green scenery. Seeing the green, everyone's tiredness in the past few days has eased a little, but there are no insects and birds in this weird piece of green scene, it is very weird, until I walked for a long time, I heard the sound of rustling. The trees in this place are towering, and the foliage is so dense that it hides the sun. Suddenly, a group of blood bats poured out of the nest and pounced on everyone. The speed was so fast that everyone didn't have time to show their weapons.

Hua Wenliu had already been on guard in advance, and with a flick of his thumb, the common people's sword in his hand came out, and instantly drew a sword net in the air, protecting most of the people's empty doors. At this moment, everyone showed their weapons and fought with the swarm of bats. Suddenly, the ground was littered with the corpses of bats. And some people who are still shallow in martial arts, because they have consumed too much in the past few days, are already at the end of the crossbow, and they are injured by blood bats. The Blood Bat had drained those men's blood in a more brutal way than last night.

After a few miles, everyone arrived in front of a sand curtain, and when everyone looked at it, there were four words faintly on the sand curtain - the gate of the desert. Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and this was the gate of the desert. And when I looked at the sky, the west sky was shining obliquely, and it was dusk. Hua Wenliu suddenly opened the mouth, it turned out that this way was in the calculations of others, first killing everyone's foot strength, and then blocking it with blood bats, in order to let everyone arrive at the gate of the desert at this moment of dusk.

Hua asked Liu Qing to know if it was good, and shouted, "Everyone be careful!"

Before he could finish his words, he saw the lock of sand in front of him open, and the sand curtain quickly receded. The three people inside the door stood upright, and Hua asked Liu Ning and shouted: "Emperor, Ten Thousand City Lords, Divine Doctor Yue!"

The emperor laughed, looked at one of the most proud disciples in the past, and said, "Young Master Tea, don't you pay homage when you see the master?"

Hua Wenliu spat and said, "If you are also worthy of the word master, wouldn't it be a great insult to me." ”

Everyone was shocked, it turned out that Hua Xianren and the emperor had an old relationship, but when they heard the words of the two, they seemed to have a deep hatred, so they did not investigate deeply. The young owner of Jinglin Villa has always been anxious, and he knows that this place is faintly strange, and it will be more dangerous to stay for a while, so he said: "Bullshit Emperor, quickly hand over the Lord of Chuque, otherwise step on your desert gate." ”

The corners of the emperor's mouth bent, and a profound arc rippled up on his lips like water waves, and said: "Newborn calves, if you speak disrespectfully, it will kill you." In the words, a strand of hair stabbed towards the young owner like a wind, and the speed was so fast that it was thousands of miles away. The young owner is not timid, touching his waist, a bright silk thread from the waist out of the trend, with the elongation of the silk thread, there is a stronger and stronger fragrance in the air floating.

"Changxiangsi?" The emperor was stunned for a moment, his hair was castrated a little, and he was suddenly torn off by the entangled Changxiangsi.

"It's not bad. The emperor clapped his hands and applauded.

Hua Wenliu suddenly felt that the sword of the common people in his hand was moving, this feeling was very familiar to him, it was the feeling when the two swords of the Son of Heaven and the common people killed the enemy together, he looked around, and saw that next to the fallen stone pillar, the sword of the Son of Heaven was obliquely inserted into the ground, and the words "two eight taels are insufficient" were written on the pillar. Hua asked Liu to understand how these words could appear here, could it be that there was a connection between this stone pillar and the Death Star?

So, is Chu Shaoying's situation good or bad at this moment, and what is life and death? Hua asked Liu the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and said, "Emperor, what about Chu Shaoying?

The emperor said: "I think you should worry more about yourself." Good apprentice, let me see how you have grown over the years?" After speaking, his hair was full of wind and fluttered, and it quickly stretched out, stabbing straight into everyone's eyes.

"Three thousand white hairs?" Hua Wenliu was still shocked even though he understood the other party's tricks, but when he saw them with his own eyes. At the moment, the sword is drawn in hand, and the hand-me-down is the family swordsmanship, the moves are seamless, and the connection is tight, which immediately blocks the momentum of the gray hair in the sky.

The gray hair is long and short, opening and closing, and unfathomable. Although Hua Wenliu has monstrous skills, it is also a pair of hands and two feet after all. Some of the white hairs went around the side, blinding the eyes of some of the less skilled. The man immediately went blind and shed a tear. The tip of the gray hair quickly turned into a tiny cup that caught those teardrops.

Although Hua Wenliu didn't have time to save those people, it was more than enough to protect himself, and many Hua Fa broke under his sword. Taking advantage of the gap between the emperor's collection of teardrops, Hua Wenliu hurriedly gathered the sword momentum, and the aura on the sword erupted, stirring the three thousand white hairs into turmoil, and stabbed forward with the sword, vowing to kill the evil demons.

However, when the Commoner Sword was two steps away from the emperor, for some reason, the Sword of the Son of Heaven fell into the hands of the emperor. A little aura appeared on the Son of Heaven's sword, and the aura grew from small to large, from dark to bright, and finally turned into a human form, which was Chu Shaoying. It's just that at this moment, he is already a walking corpse, and he doesn't feel the slightest strangeness when he sees the common people's sword.

Hua Wenliu retreated bravely, the internal strength of the common people's sword retreated, and the mountains and seas generally fought back against Hua Wenliu, and Hua Wenliu retreated more than ten steps before unloading the internal strength of the backlash.

When everyone saw Chu Shaoying, they began to be happy, and then when they saw his expression, they couldn't help but feel chilling.

Hua Wenliu felt that Chu Shaoying was abnormal, and when she took a closer look, she realized that Chu Shaoying's hands and feet were tied by the emperor's white hair, and she was completely at the mercy of the emperor. The emperor had Chu Shaoying's bargaining chip, Shi Shiran smiled at the moment, a tear of joy flowed from the corner of his eye, he turned his hair into a cup, and took it. Subsequently, he no longer had any scruples, and his gray hair was curled and stretched at will. Chu Shaoying was under his manipulation, and the long sword swept, and it was actually towards Hua and Liu and the others.

How could everyone withstand Chu Shaoying's swordsmanship that he was not afraid of ghosts and gods, and when he went down with a sword, several people were killed. Wen Juncong is Chu Shaoying's sworn friend, and he went up to tell him well, but where did Chu Shaoying still recognize him, the long sword stabbed three times, and it actually sealed all Wen Juncong's retreat, and the fourth sword had not been completely used, and Wen Juncong's chest had been pierced. Wen Juncong was seriously injured and held Chu Shaoying's hand with his hand, and said, "Lord Que, wake up quickly!" However, the only thing that responded to him was the sharp sword of the Son of Heaven. Chu Shaoying turned the hilt of the sword, and the boundless power came from within, how could Wen Juncong withstand such a force, and his sturdy body was instantly shattered into corpses.

"Ah......" Xi Yao, who didn't know when she walked to the place behind the emperor, was shocked and couldn't help shouting.

Everyone couldn't help but feel cold, Wen Juncong had followed Chu Shaoying for many years, he even killed Wen Juncong, wouldn't the rest of the people ......

Seeing this, Hua Wenliu couldn't help but be surprised, knowing that it was difficult for everyone to resist the enemy, and without hesitation, the common people slashed their heads and covered their faces to meet Chu Shaoying. Chu Shaoying has now become a puppet, although the swordsmanship used is disorganized, clumsy and funny, but the strength of the sword is overwhelming, and ordinary people must have dozens of moves to defuse his sword.

And the swordsmanship of Hua Wenliu comes from the heart, and walks at will, clever and wonderful, and wise and wise. However, the sword moves are too complicated, and it is difficult to exert the power of the sword in a short time.

Both sides see each other's strengths and weaknesses, and both want to attack the other's weaknesses with their own strengths. Manipulating Chu Shaoying's hair to lead left and right made Chu Shaoying's sword moves several times faster, intending to make Hua Wenliu too late to make a move. And Hua asked Liu Qiao to borrow his fast body, flickering and flickering, wanting to find the gap in the sword of the Son of Heaven, cut off his hair, and rescue Chu Shaoying.

"A sword piercing the sky, Young Master Cha, you have to be careful!" The emperor didn't know what his intention was, so he manipulated Chu Shaoying to send out a sword that killed him back then, and said, "Don't you want to distinguish who is more powerful, I will fulfill you." ”

Hua Wen Liu frowned, his pupils contracted suddenly, and this sword was indeed the killer move in the eight styles of the sword - a sword piercing the sky. Knowing that there was no way to avoid it, he suddenly condensed the scattered sword intent just now, and the sword light Huo Huo was exactly the trick to kill the emperor with the sword of the Son of Heaven back then.

The two swords are full of innocent show, intending to fight each other, but before reaching the intersection of power, no one dares to say who will win or lose. But I don't know why, the Son of Heaven Sword suddenly lost its momentum after only half a move, and the sword qi of Yun Yun was gone.

"Huh?" the emperor couldn't help but be curious.

Hua Wenliu also didn't know why, but at this moment, the sword momentum has been sent, if he retreats, such a strong internal strength, he will definitely be injured. So the sword went off the rails and stabbed three inches away from Chu Shaoying's left, and the whole person was dragged by the common people's sword and stabbed on a stone pillar, as if he had collapsed.

The hair in mid-air turned slightly, and the sword of the Son of Heaven gathered its sword momentum again, turned back, and stabbed at Hua Wenliu silently. In an instant, blood sprayed Hua Wenliu's face, and between Hua Wenliu and Chu Shaoying, a woman in yellow appeared at some point, and it was Xi Yao who was stabbed to death by the Sword of Heaven. Not only was the emperor surprised, but even the Ten Thousand City Lords who were sweeping the array on the side were shocked.

"Shaoying, wake up, this person is your best friend in life and death...... As I said, to love someone is to do what he wants. Shaoying, I know what you want. Shao Ying...... You have to take good care of yourself...... Can die in ......"

Before the words were finished, the hair that bound Chu Shaoying's right hand revealed a trace of clear light, which instantly spread to the sword body of the Son of Heaven Sword, and this trace of clear light turned into thunder, and exploded with a "bang", Xi Yao suddenly became boneless, and her body turned into ashes.

However, Chu Shaoying didn't feel it at all, except that her eyes were more hollow, and the muscles on her face were more stiff.

Hua Wenliu didn't dare to fight anymore, so he looked at the people who came, only to see that the people he brought had become puppets, his eyes were blank, and he looked like zombies. It turned out that the emperor took advantage of his own battle with Chu Shaoying, but quietly attacked the rest of the people.

Hua Wenliu is a smart person, the situation is clear at a glance, and there is no nostalgia, and the folding fan suddenly opens, and he fans a few fans towards the emperor. But he flashed his body and walked out of the desert gate. The emperor shook a few times, and a group of blood crows symbolically chased after him, but was intercepted by Hua Wenliu's "Eternal Haoran Qi, Ten Thousand Years of Fast Wind".

The Lord of Ten Thousand Cities said: "Why don't you catch up with this person, kill him, and keep it is also a disaster?"

The emperor smiled sympathetically and said, "It's useful to keep him, I need to use him to increase my chips." ”

The Lord of Wan City didn't know why, but the emperor and Doctor Yue were smiling.