Xuanhuang Palace.
The eleven eagle An Qing lay on the tree, looking up at the sky.
"It's boring." He said casually: "Why can they go exploring, Xiao Twelve and I can only guard here."
"Less so much nonsense." Xi Canhen replied standing under the tree, "Boss's command, you must listen to it, and you must listen to it if you don't."
He didn't use the invisibility method for the first time today, but showed his figure. At this moment, he was wiping the Immeasurable Sword in his hand with a clean white cloth.
An Qing thought for a while, and suddenly jumped down and sat in Xi Canhen, saying: "Why don't we follow behind and have a look?"
Xi Canhen gave him a blank look: "Don't talk nonsense, can this kind of thing be caused by temperament?"
"It's really boring." Shichi Lang shook his head helplessly: "Aren't you also very troublesome before? Why have you changed your temper recently."
Xi Canhen was stunned, thinking about it, he used to be a noisy temperament, when he first met Tang Jie, he was all sorts of weird, even when facing life and death tasks, he didn't care about it.
But now that I was in the enemy camp, my heart was under pressure, and the original strange character gradually reduced a lot.
Many times I just want to be naughty, but I can't be naughty anymore.
After thinking for a while, he finally said: "People will always grow."
While talking, the Boundless Sword in Xi Canhen's hand suddenly moved.
This movement was extremely weak, but it was still captured by Xi Canhen.
He looked at the stiletto dagger, and saw the dagger moved again, like a fish falling on land trying to turn over, flapping his body one after another.
Move faster and faster.
Xi Canhen's face has become pale.
An Qing suddenly froze when Xi Ruihen froze, and said, "What happened?"
"Don't come here alone!" Xi Canhen suddenly shouted.
Seeing a flash of brilliance in Xi Canhen's hand, Boundless Sword flew out and went straight into the air while rubbing his neck.
This shocked An Qing: "What are you doing?"
He is very aware of the power of the immeasurable sword.
Xi Canhen answered with a white face, "I didn't control it."
What
An Qing was stunned.
Looking back, I saw the Boundless Sword floating in the air.
"What happened?" An Qing asked.
"It's excited." Xi Canhen murmured in reply.
"Excited? Excited what?" An Qing looked back at Xi Canhen.
Xi Canhen's eyes were getting colder and colder, and he murmured, "I don't know... I also saw it for the first time. I just can feel it excited."
"A sword can be excited too?"
"The sword is alive, how can you be ignorant."
The answer was not Xi Dihen.
A lingering voice came from the air.
The two raised their heads and saw a Taoist man in Tsing Yi standing on the treetop.
The man had a Gucci appearance and a tall stature. Standing on the tree with his hands held in this way, no one had discovered how he came.
"It's you!" When he saw the Taoist, Xi Canhen blurted out.
The Taoist in front of him was clearly the old man who gave him a book and a sword back then.
Today's Xizhanhen is no longer the ignorant boy back then, and he no longer thinks that any opportunity will fall to him for no reason. After dreaming back to his hometown several times, what he saw was not an adventure, but the old man's transformation into a hideous image, telling himself that he had been used by himself.
This kind of panic once entangled him for a long time, but gradually let go of it in a long period of inactivity.
Until he met Tang Jie, after learning about his experience, he expressed the same worry. Tang Jie even gave a suggestion for him to throw away the Boundless Sword.
But Xi Canhen was not willing to do so after all.
In his heart, he still has a hope, that is, all of this is just that he is overly nervous, maybe the old man is really fancying himself and wants to keep a fate. But after learning about the experience of that person named Zang Qingfeng from Tang Jie, he knew that this expectation was too low.
This makes him extremely contradictory and deeply worried. He only hopes that this day will come as soon as possible. However, it turns out that when something happens, no matter how prepared you are, you will feel that it comes too fast and too fast. And he never really prepared for that moment.
The moment the old Tao appeared, Xi Canhen's figure had disappeared, and at the same time he secretly controlled the return of Boundless Sword.
The old Dao sighed: "I taught you your concealment method. What's the point of using it in front of me? Young people don’t panic. Even though I have borrowed your hand to nurture the immeasurable sword over the years, you have stepped into it. Xianmen, relying on this sword to make countless great achievements. Now that the time has come, and the immeasurable sword has finally found its former master, why bother to stay."
As he waved his hand, Xi Canhen only felt that the Boundless Sword was no longer under his control and flew into the air, and at the same time the figure that had just been hidden reappeared.
"You..." Xi Canhen shouted.
But I saw that the sword was not flying towards the old way, but flying sharply towards the depths of the mountain.
Xi Canhen stayed for a while, then woke up: "Isn't the old master you?"
The old Dao pressed it far away, but the sword no longer flew away, just trembling rapidly in the air, and then the old Dao smiled and said: "When did the old man say that I am the old master? The immeasurable sword is the sword of killing the master. Everyone who holds this sword No one can live for more than ten years. Although I am not afraid of death, but once the immeasurable sword master dies, all the essence will pass away, and everything needs to be restarted, so although I have this sword, I never use it. Fortunately, it is destiny. Contradiction, although the immeasurable sword is fierce, you may not be able to find a person who can overcome it. If there is a person who was born in a cloudy year and a cloudy day, his life is the hardest, and he will survive all kinds of hardships without dying. Sword bearer. Since the millennium, the old man has searched for the world's hardest man, but most of them still failed to resist this sword. Until you finally become the first person to live for ten years, it is really gratifying!"
The old way said with a wide-eyed smile, he was extremely excited.
Xi Canhen stared at him: "So you gifted me the sword to borrow my hand to raise the sword?"
The old Dao waved his hand again and again: "No, no, the sword is only one of them. Although you have held the sword for ten years, but the killing is too light, too light, the immeasurable sword is still not at its peak, and the seal has not been truly lifted. Yes. Originally, the old man was patient to wait, but Wang Ting was opened during this period of time. This is a chance, it is God’s will. Now that the time has come, the old man can’t even think about it."
"Wang Ting?" Xi Canhen was puzzled.
Eleven Lang Anqing, who was next to him, finally realized something, pointing to the old way and shouted, "Are you the last crazy old way?"
The last time Xu Miaoran came here, he was suddenly hit by the crazy old way. Afterwards, the Tianshen Palace tried every means to find out who this crazy old way was. Shishi Lang had not fought against the Mad Dao, so he didn't recognize it at first, but at this moment, looking at the tone of his words, he finally realized that this old Dao was the last crazy Dao.
It's just that, obviously, madness is a pretend, and this person is clearly a man with deep thoughts.
The old Dao already raised his head and laughed: "Xu Miaoran's little girl is too ignorant to trespass into the Spiritual Mountain. Originally, the old man didn't care about her life or death, but if she had any trouble, Tang Jie would be crazy. Tang If the robbery is crazy, most of this kid will also be exposed. Originally, I didn't want to take action, but in order not to destroy the plan, I could only help in the end."
"What did you say?" An Qing took a deep breath.
He turned his head back to look at Xi Canhen: "Twelfth brother, tell me what the old man said is true? You and Tang Jie... So you are the undercover agent!"
He drew his sword at Xi Remnant.
Xi Canhen's face was sullen, ignoring An Qing, just looking at the old saying: "You... called Zang Qingfeng?"
The old way tilted his head and smiled: "That is indeed the name that the old man used to use."
Here An Qing is already looking at Xi Remnant with fire-breathing eyes.
Xi Canhen didn't realize it, and just said: "You already have the sword, but you don't leave. Instead, you are talking to me here and even revealing my identity. I'm afraid there is another conspiracy besides the sword, right?"
Zang Qingfeng had already laughed: "It's a smart kid, do you remember, I just said that this sword hasn't succeeded yet? Because you killed too few people..."
Xi Canhen's face changed abruptly, and An Qing had already rushed over and shouted: "Take you down and see how you can explain it to your eldest brother!"
"No Eleven Brother!" Xi Canhen called.
At the same time, Zang Qingfeng waved his hand, and the infinite sword in the air turned back and fell into the hands of Xi Canhen again.
It was completely instinctive, watching An Qing pounce on him, his sword in his hand moved up.
In his opinion, this sword has too many flaws, and An Qing has too many tactics to deal with.
However, at that moment, An Qing ran into him motionlessly.
flutter!
The Boundless Sword pierced his neck, and blood gushed out from his body, flowing straight toward the Boundless Sword.
"Brother Eleven!" Xi Canhen shouted.
Although he secretly helped Tang Jie, he had been with everyone over the years, it was fake to say that he had no feelings.
If he could, he didn't want them to die, and he didn't want them to die in his own hands.
Shijilang Anqing has always had a good relationship with him. He could see that even if he knew he was an undercover agent, Shijilang didn’t want to kill him, only wanted to take him down, but at this moment, he died in himself. Under the sword.
He stared at Shishi Lang in a daze, and Shi Shi Lang also looked at him. There was a big blood hole in his neck, and blood was spraying out again and again.
With his strength, even if he received this blow, he shouldn't die, but at this moment he slowly kneeled down like a weak baby.
He seemed to want to move, but he couldn't move. He couldn't even send a spell. He just stared at Xi Canhen to die. After all, he just made a chuckle, and then died like that with his head tilted.
Xi Canhen stepped back abruptly and looked up at the old way.
Zang Qingfeng is still standing on the tree, just smiling.
"It's you!" Xi Canhen yelled, "You killed him!"
Zang Qingfeng smiled more and more happily: "No, the old man just controlled him, you are the one who killed him."
"Why?" Xi Canhen asked through gritted teeth.
"I told you..." Zang Qingfeng's face suddenly darkened: "You killed too few people, and Wuliangjian hasn't eaten enough. But it doesn't matter, as long as you kill the nearly thousand repairers who stayed here in the Tianshen Temple, it should be almost enough. enough."
Xi Canhen felt cold when she heard it: "No, it's impossible, I won't do it!"
"You will." Zang Qingfeng pointed behind him: "Look."
Looking back, I saw that a large number of samurai soldiers had obviously heard the movement and were rushing over.
Then they saw Shishi Lang lying in a pool of blood, and saw the residual mark of the evening carrying the blood-colored long sword.
Everyone was stunned at the same time, and one shouted: "Twelve Young Masters, you!"
Zang Qingfeng has said: "If you don't kill them, they will kill you. If you have already killed one, let's just kill them. Don't worry about the problem of not being able to fight. If there is an old man here, everything is not a problem."
When he said that he waved his long sleeves, all the people who rushed over could not move.
"You!" Xi Canhen turned his head and glared at Zang Qingfeng.
Zang Qingfeng sighed, "Well, I'll help you again."
As he said that he waved his long sleeves again, Xi Canhen immediately felt that her body was flying forward uncontrollably, and the Boundless Sword blasted forward with its bloody brilliance. Xi Canhen desperately shouted, "No!"
However, he couldn't control his body at all, the sword light danced, and the blood spring soared into the sky.
The greater movement attracts more people.
Zang Qingfeng didn't care at all, turned his back to the sky, and roared loudly: "Drink, Immeasurable Sword, today is the classic of adults! Qingfeng no longer hides, he will return in ten thousand years! Hahahaha!"
Amidst the wild laughter, a sea of blood suddenly appeared.
Xi Canhen could no longer control his body, he rushed forward desperately, killing him, and the boundless blood in front of him completely swallowed him.
I don't know how long it took, and finally Xi Canhen's heart regained clarity.
Opening his eyes, he saw dead people all over the mountains.
There are corpses everywhere, lying in this mountain.
Shishi Lang, a few real people, two hundred disciples of the bloody hall, five hundred samurai, and those golden armored soldiers, lying all over the mountains.
These people combined, even the soul-changing real person could deal with it, but now he was killed by himself with one sword.
None of them survived.
The immeasurable sword in his hand screamed with excitement. For many years, there has never been such a happy full of blood.
This is a horrible massacre!
Thousands of people died in this way. Before that, Xi Canhen had never experienced such a crazy blood massacre.
Did I do this
Xi Canhen couldn't believe her eyes.
Even though he knew he couldn't help himself, he was full of hatred for himself at that moment.
Maybe from the beginning, he shouldn't believe in the so-called Romance.
Tang Jie was right. As expected, there would be no pie in the sky.
Red brilliance flashed across the sword body, as if something was awakening, and Xi Canhen could even clearly feel the power contained within.
Looking back, Zang Qingfeng still stood there quietly, but his face was a little pale.
It seems that he has paid a lot for helping Xi Canhen kill so many people.
But more is still excited.
The excitement of success!
He laughed and said: "Haha, the blood has appeared, the blood soul is revived, and the immeasurable sword will finally wake up. But it looks a bit close. Well, it's no wonder that after all, they are all low-level cultivators. Kill a few more powerful ones. Should be enough."
Speaking of him, his sleeves were raised, his big hand stretched out, and he had grabbed Xi Canhen. Xi Canhen wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't even move under the old man's hands.
He gritted his teeth and wanted to mobilize his heart to inform Tang Jie, but found that under the control of Zang Qingfeng, even his aura was unable to operate, and he was worried about casting the spell.
Zang Qingfeng has grabbed him and flew towards the valley, and said loudly: "If you are obedient, after the matter is done, I will truly accept you as a disciple and benefit you. If you dare to disobey, then I will stop the blame. The old man is ruthless."
…
At the same time that the massacre on the periphery of Tongling Mountain unfolded, Tang Jie on the body also took Xu Miaoran, Xiantao Hongyuan Yiyiguiwei and Qian Yingchen into the maze.
There was silence in the maze.
Without the previous hustle and bustle, only the corpses and blood flowing on the ground remind everyone that there was a battle here before.
"Be careful, there should be some unkilled evil demons here. Don't rush to kill when you see them. Just rush over and find the exit." Tang Jie reminded.
"I know. I said, what do you keep this guy for? According to my opinion, it can be killed with a single knife." Hong Yuan pointed to Qian Yingchen.
"Keep it, it's good to be a cannon fodder like a beastly warrior. The road ahead is difficult, and no one knows the danger." Tang Jie said lightly.
The meaning of cannon fodder is not to withstand the attack, but to test the attributes of the attack. No one knows the nature of the danger ahead. Perhaps most of the dangerous practitioners can resist it by themselves, but as long as there is one that cannot be resisted, it means death. Therefore, in the repair world, the real meaning of cannon fodder is to test attacks, not to absorb firepower.
Poor Qian Yingchen, a generation of Tianjiao, has also fallen into the fate of cannon fodder.
Along the way, it was strange that I didn't encounter any evil demon.
Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the exit, everyone was about to applaud the innocence of this trip, when suddenly they heard the sound of fighting in the distance.
"Huh? There is still someone who hasn't left the maze?" Tang Jie was slightly surprised.
After he called out the location of the exit of the maze, no matter how stupid a person dashed all the way, he should find the exit. Why would someone stay stuck
No wonder they didn't come all the way to meet the evil demon, and they probably wouldn't be attracted there anymore.
At that moment, Tang Jie and Xu Miaoran looked at each other, and said in unison: "Go and see."
Tang Jie was not in a hurry to follow behind the large army anyway, so it was better to see who was the second force, and he hadn't left the maze until now. If it is a powerful opponent who has the possibility to escape the siege, you might as well help him stay here forever.
In the eyes of his heart, Tang Jie hoped that he could be an opponent like Li Song, the second old man of gold and silver, who had the strength and could beat him.
Of course, he knew that it was almost impossible.
The two walked towards the sound of the fight together, and as they approached the center of the fight, the brilliance of the spell and the shouting of people could be faintly seen.
This shout was familiar, but Tang Jie couldn't remember it for a while.
When he was near, Tang Jie finally saw the face of the combatant with the help of magical brilliance, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Why are you?"