Sun Wuxia gasped for breath, and the shock of escaping after the catastrophe left him speechless.
Half a day ago, he didn't take Jiufang Changming seriously at all, thinking that the other party was just relying on luck to draw that sword. Life is a dream, but that's it.
The ghost fire persevered, scattered and reunited, and soon formed a heavy coercion, approaching the sword curtain.
On the other end, several pairs of eyes flickered in the dark jungle, surrounding and approaching them from all directions.
It was a fox spirit, and it was impossible to count how many there were.
It's not that Sun Wuxia has never seen spirits in the mountains, but he has never seen such a large-scale infestation of spirits.
How can it be explained if there is no one to support the organization
But in a small town of Hongluo, who is worth so much effort to deal with
Sun Wuxia's mind was cluttered, the pain of the broken arm was almost numb, making him unresponsive. Even the fox spirit whistled through the sword curtain and grabbed him, but he couldn't avoid it on the spot, he could only watch the fox spirit's sharp claws grab at his forehead. , mixed with fierce murderous wind, as if foreseeing his own death.
A white shadow swept over and knocked down the fox spirit!
The fox spirit let out a short cry, and ripped the white shadow to pieces with her backhand.
Sun Wuxia took a closer look and found that the person who was torn apart was not a human being, but a puppet. It looked like paper, but it was alive and well. startled.
The puppet blocked a blow for him, and Jiufang Changming immediately landed in front of him and fought with the fox spirit.
Sun Wuxia discovered that his weapon was the nameless sword, and the nameless sword that he could not pull out, when it was in Changming's hands, was like an arm instructing him to do whatever he wanted. Those fox spirits, dream demons, and demons danced wildly, but were unable to break through the airtight sword curtain for a while, and were even scratched by the sword energy, so they had to retreat quickly.
In Sun Wuxia's view, Jiufang Changming's figure suddenly resembled a mountain that could not be crossed.
Why
Even an unknown loose cultivator who was born out of nowhere can surpass me casually. What's the point of my cultivation for so many years
Covering his empty arm, Sun Wuxia was at a loss.
But the situation in front of him couldn't allow him to get distracted, Sun Wuxia was quickly pulled up by Jiang Li and forcibly dragged back.
"Let's go back to the town first!" Chi Bijiang hurriedly said.
Hongluo Town is protected by a formation, and the boundaries inside and outside the formation cannot be seen with the naked eye, so ordinary people do not know it, but monks can perceive it.
Whether it was Chi Bijiang or Jiufang Changming, after they came to Hongluo Town, they could faintly feel that there was a formation guarding the town.
"The formation was created by me, but I don't know what happened recently, the formation has been torn apart by people, and the reason has not yet been found!"
Jiang Li gasped slightly. He had spent too much energy in order to kill the ghost fire just now, and his face turned pale at this time.
Chi Bijiang walked to him quietly, and quietly handed out a handkerchief, Jiang Li was not polite, thanked him and took it, and used it to wipe the embarrassment of sweat and snow on his forehead.
The sound of the dark stroke was slightly smaller, but the snow was still rising. Everyone was covered in frost and white. Yun Weisi helped Chang Ming brush the snow off his shoulders, but no one paid attention to such a small relationship between Chi Bijiang and Jiang Li. interactive.
Jiang Li's face was ugly. It wasn't all because he was using too much energy just now, but when he was talking, he had a flash of inspiration and incidentally discovered the problem.
Everyone has their own way of setting up the formation. It is inevitable that they will be influenced by the sect they belong to. Jiang Li is mainly a swordsman. On weekdays, Luomei Zhenren doesn't teach him how to set up and break the formation. Self-taught from the classics of the formation, such as the Jiulinghe he formed in Hongluo Town.
The book records that this formation was created by Yu Jinqian, the second-generation suzerain of Wanjian Xianzong. Jade, gold, and lamps are different from the general five elements, and few people use snow and tiles to enter the battle, because snow will melt, and roof tiles are common things for ordinary people. Jiang Li was at that time. When I see this formation, I have a feeling of breaking through the usual limitations, like entering a new world.
But such an unpopular formation has now been opened up. The person who broke the formation seems to know this formation very well, and has long expected it. This is the problem.
If it is not a disciple of Wanjian Xianzong, and just happened to go to the Tibetan Sutra Building to see the nine spirits and the formation, how could it be possible to find the formation in such a short period of time and defeat them one by one
Is it really Yao Wangnian
After so many years, if he really didn't die, but he still attracted demons and spirits to turn Hongluo Town into Shura Hell, why? Is it to kill yourself
Jiang Li couldn't figure it out.
He was both disappointed and nostalgic for this senior brother. In his heart, he never believed that the other party would become a devil living in the dark, which should not have been the fate of this genius.
Chi Bijiang saw him in a daze, only when he was annoyed that his formation was broken, he couldn't help but said: "I have some experience with the formation, the arrangement of the Taoist friend is really exquisite, maybe the other party just happened to hit by mistake. It's just broken."
Jiang Li shook his head, not knowing how to explain.
Yun Weisi had guessed what he was thinking.
"You suspect that Yao Wangnian did it?"
"Yes, for today's plan, we can only find out if we find him and confront him."
If there are any flaws in the formation, it has to be filled. Chang Ming has lost memory and can't help. Jiang Li is not specialized in breaking formations, so he is also a little worried about it. There were some experiences in the above, Jiang and Chi discussed it, and they had a tendency to meet each other in a few words. Chi Bijiang offered to help repair the formation. After the group discussed it, they decided to part ways.
At present, these spirits are still afraid and cannot invade on a large scale. A few spirits kill people in the town, and they can be caught soon. Jiang Li and Chi Bijiang are here to mend the gap in the formation first; Jiufang Changming Yunweisi and the others Looking for the fish that slipped through the net in the town - Xing Caotou said earlier that Lao He suddenly retorted and identified Yun Weisi and the people who killed the He's caravan. Mind, or don't have inner feelings.
As for Sun Wuxia, Chi Bijiang was worried about the Changning County Lord in the inn, so he asked Sun Wuxia to go back to the inn to rest first, and protect her by the Changning County Lord's side.
In the past, Sun Wuxia saw Chi Bijiang and Jiang Li as old friends and wished they could be separated, but now he lost an arm, and his uncle He Bai died because he saved him. Chi Bijiang didn't listen to what he said, so he responded indiscriminately and walked towards the inn.
The streets are deserted. Recently, spirits and monsters have been rampant, and bloody cases have been frequent. Everyone is hiding in the house and dare not come out. They dare not even light candles. Many houses had their doors and windows closed, and at first glance seemed uninhabited.
Sun Wuxia grabbed the other side of his empty sleeve, and walked vainly. He instinctively came to the door of the inn. He vaguely recognized the name under the light of the lantern. He slammed on the door, and there was a commotion inside.
"Who is it?!" It sounded familiar, like the voice of an inn clerk.
"It's me, the guest!" Sun Wuxia said gruffly.
It sounds like there are a lot of people inside.
Also, the inn has been killed by the He's caravan in the past few days, the guests can't walk, can't sleep, they just gather in the lobby in twos and threes, talk about some idle talk, and there are people around, so I'm not too afraid. .
Inside, he seemed to be hesitating. Sun Wuxia was very impatient. After slamming the door a few times, someone finally opened the door.
When Sun Wuxia saw the person coming, she was stunned.
"Uncle Master?"
He Bo's gaze fell on Sun Wuxia's arm, and he was also surprised.
"What's the matter with you, you haven't heard from you for a day, your arm?!"
He pulled Sun Wuxia into it, pinching the sleeve tube in grief.
"Who did it!"
"It's the fox spirit, I went out with fellow Daoist Chi, we met the fox spirit in the mountains..." Sun Wuxia was still a little dazed.
Shishu didn't die, so who was Shishu they met in the mountains
Could it be that they were tricked by the fox spirit's illusion
He Bo said with a heavy heart: "If you are like this, how can I explain to your master when I go back, and how can you go to the Qianlin Club?"
"I..." Sun Wuxia opened his mouth and found his voice was extremely dry, "I don't know..."
Before he came out, he was ambitious and wanted to become famous at the Qianlin Club, but after entering the arena, he found that he used to be very narrow-minded, not only the unknown people like Jiufang Changming could give him the power, but he was even more helpless in the face of the foxes.
"Uncle Shi, otherwise, let's go back tomorrow!" He smiled bitterly, the corners of his mouth sad.
He Bo frowned and said, "How can a man give up because of a small setback? Even if you lose an arm, you are still your brother's most valued disciple. Let's go, go back to rest first, and I'll talk about your name!"
Sun Wuxia let him drag him inside, his mind was cluttered, and he didn't know how many thoughts he had turned around.
Until a few dogs barked, he was suddenly brought back.
The petite dog jumped on the table at some point, jumped from table to table, knocked over many dishes of peanuts, and barked desperately at Sun Wuxia. Although the bark was not deterrent, the chaos it created. Enough to catch everyone off guard.
"Where's the dog!"
"Catch him now!"
Sun Wuxia looked at the black dog hopping around, not only couldn't catch it, but also tripped over the chaos caused by it. The ping bells twitched a lot, and his bewildered brain was beaten like this. Off, as if awake a bit.
Why is the hand holding his wrist so cold and thin
Thin as if it were some kind of animal's paw, not a human hand.
This realization made Sun Wuxia shudder, his head seemed to be weighed down by something.
The dog jumped directly to the top of his head while he was in a trance!
It's fine if the little loose cultivator looks down on himself, even his dog looks down on him!
Sun Wuxia was furious, and broke away from He Bo's hand and hit the top of his head.
Then Sun Wuxia saw a terrifying scene.
His uncle, unexpectedly, rushed towards the dog, subconsciously showing a hideous face, sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a fox.
… fox? !
Sun Wuxia seemed to have suddenly woken up. He fixed his eyes and saw that He Bai had indeed turned into a fox face, but his body was still a human body. The screams all around stopped. Many people shouted monsters and ran away. , no shadow can be seen in candlelight.
The fox spirit grabbed Sun Wuxia's face, but Sun Wuxia couldn't dodge in time. His body lost his balance, and he was about to fall backwards. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the black dog squatting on the table next to him. Big shit.
But Sun Wuxia did not fall.
Someone pulled him back by the waist, and the sword light flashed in his sight, like a meteor from the sky, and immediately landed on the neck of the fox spirit.
It is Jiufang Changming and Yun Weisi!
Sun Wuxia suddenly let out a sigh of relief and sat heavily on the ground, panting for some reason.
There was chaos in the hall, all the candles were extinguished, and the screams and screams of the fox spirit and dream demon sounded from time to time, mixed with the shouts of many people, people, demons and spirits, it was impossible to tell who was in it and who was wearing it. A ghost in human skin.
Jiufang Changming simply closed the door and attacked the dog. He and Yun Weisi blocked all escape routes one after the other. No matter how people, demons and monsters could not get out, they could only be trapped in the hall where they could not see their fingers.
People were panicking, and spirits were no exception. A few pairs of red eyes flickered in the darkness. It was the fox spirits who wanted to repeat their old tricks to confuse them with illusions.
Almost at the same time, with a wave of Changming's sword, Yun Weisi shot directly!
There were shrill screams in the darkness, and there were two or three ups and downs in succession. Everyone only smelled the smell of blood and quickly spread through their noses and spread around.
The chaos was followed by an eerie calm, no one dared to speak first, but the sound of heavy breathing could be heard everywhere.
"Quick! Light the candle!"
I don't know who screamed first, someone tremblingly groped for the scythe, sparked out sparks, and then lit all the candles one after another.
Many people helped pass the candle light, and after a long time, the first floor of the inn finally returned to a large area.
The two foxes were lying on the ground, silent, and the other one was leaning halfway in the corner, unable to run, and was dying, and only had the last breath left.
People are angry after fear. Some people want to go forward and kill the last fox, but they are stopped by Chang Ming. He deliberately left his mouth alive in order to ask other information from this fox spirit.
"Who in Hongluo Town is cooperating with you to make you commit massacres?" Yun Weisi asked.
The fox didn't speak, and there was a mockery in his eyes.
Chang Ming said: "If you are willing to confess, we will spare your life."
"You let me go, just to use me as a bait to catch us all, do you think I'll say it?"
The fox spirit spit out human words, and its tone was very strange, and even the face looked strange and gloomy.
"You don't kill me, I can kill myself."
As it said, it actually laughed twice, and quickly stabbed its own belly with its claws. Even Yun Weisi didn't have time to stop it, and the blood had already splattered on their faces.
Chang Ming bowed his head, the back of his hand splattered by the fox blood was burning with pain, and the fox poison that had been suppressed before seemed to be activated again. Wonderful idea.
"I have an idea." Chang Ming suddenly said.
"No." Before he could say it, Yun Weisi categorically rejected it.
Chang Ming couldn't help but smile: "Senior brother, do you know what I want to say?"
The dog jumped on his shoulders, Chong Yunweisi grinned.
Master, your big-headed ghost brother, you will lose one year of your life if you are called a brother again!