The posture of their confrontation at that moment was very strange. Jing Ling was using all her strength to pull up the soul hook, while Xie Yun's robe was flying like a falling bird, half kneeling on the hook tip hanging in the air as if weightless , pulled out the ancient sword Tai'a from his waist.
—He took the sword from Chen Haiping just now, and Tai Ah, it was the two swords in his hands, lying in front of him.
"I heard that you can't use force for three months, but I didn't expect you to do it for these people..." Jing Ling said slowly: "I thought that such ridiculous things as women's benevolence have been completely abandoned by you."
Xie Yun said, "I've never had this kind of thing before."
Jing Ling smiled, every word seemed to be soaked in thick blood and murderous intent:
"... No, you have."
Xie Yun's beautiful and sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and he stopped entangled with him, and said to Chen Haiping without turning his head, "Why don't you go quickly?"
Chen Haiping was stunned, Zhou Yu immediately reacted, rushed up to support him and then pulled back: "Miss Shen! Please help the Taoist priest, let's retreat!"
Chen Haiping stared at Xie Yun's back and lost his voice: "No! You can't stop it alone, I have to..."
Xie Yun sneered, he didn't talk to these young people at all, and threw himself with two swords.
His attack was like lightning, and before Chen Haiping could finish his sentence, the two swords hit the majestic Soul Seizing Hook fiercely in mid-air. The air current erupted instantly from the point where the swords collided, and at the same time there was a deafening "Ding!" - the Tai'a sword remained motionless, while Chen Haiping's fine steel sword broke into two pieces!
Xie Yun had expected it a long time ago, holding Tai'a with both hands, the divine sword pressed down in the air, forcefully pushing back the two terrifying iron hooks a few steps!
"Weapons are like this, people are useless." Xie Yun turned his back to them and said coldly: "Let's go!"
Zhou Yu desperately grabbed Chen Haiping and shouted: "We can't help you! Run!"
At this time, the audience had already become a massacre, the elders of the various sects led ordinary disciples to fight to the death against the killer of the God and Ghost Sect, and the battle situation has gradually turned to the point of being overwhelmed. All of them were seriously injured, but Shen Yunsheng was slightly better in comparison. He flew down the hill one by one, preparing to go to the place where the sect was stationed at the foot of the mountain to release news and wait for rescue.
This martial arts conference was originally different from the past, because of some very special circumstances, not many famous seniors came to the scene in person, so it was seized by the Shenguimen at once. But fortunately, there are many decent people in the field, and the situation has gradually been regained. As long as we persist for a while and wait for the rescue, we can...
Zhou Yu said in astonishment: "What is that?!"
When they stopped on the stone peak, they could only see the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, horses neighing, and countless soldiers roaring towards the top of the mountain.
"National, imperial court soldiers and horses?" Zhou Yu asked curiously, "Could it be that they are here to suppress the cult?"
The faces of several people relaxed at the same time. If the imperial court sent out fully armed elite soldiers, with the power of the righteous martial arts, it would be very easy to completely wipe out the gods and ghosts. When they were waiting to take a closer look, Chang Qingzi forced his eyes open suddenly, looked at the mighty soldiers and horses in the distance, and then his expression changed: "...not good, quickly hide!"
"what?"
"Those soldiers and horses are not here to encircle and suppress the gods and ghosts, but to deal with us!" Changqingzi couldn't care less in a hurry, and grabbed Shen Yunsheng and Zhou Yu who were shocked and hesitant, and said hoarsely: "It's not easy to explain now, hurry up!" Follow the old way, let's take a shortcut down the mountain, hurry up!"
The monk Zhang Er was puzzled, but the old head of Wudang was highly respected, and he would never easily scare people with jokes, so they all tensed up instantly, and hurriedly followed Chang Qingzi to the shady side of the hillside. After barely speeding up and walking for a meal, they found a hidden and narrow stone crevice halfway up the mountain. Go take a break.
Fortunately, the cracks in the rocks lead to a larger cave. As soon as they squeezed in, they couldn't stand anymore. They let out a long breath and fell to sit on the damp and cold ground.
"Why did the Taoist priest say that those elite soldiers of the imperial court are here to deal with us?" Zhou Yu forced a voice out of his rusty throat, and immediately asked impatiently.
Changqingzi smiled wryly, but did not answer.
"Taoist?" Chen Haiping couldn't help asking suspiciously.
Even Shen Yunsheng, who was exhausted and sitting with his back against the mountain wall, couldn't help looking over.
However, Changqingzi's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, and he closed his eyes heavily—he took a breath while clutching his bloody chest, and there was no lack of pain in that breath, and this elderly man was obviously almost unable to hold on. up.
Chen Haiping got up staggeringly, stepped forward and pressed his hand on Changqingzi's back, forcing himself to spit out his internal energy, which involuntarily poured into the meridians of the old master. For a moment, blood appeared on Changqingzi's face, but then he staggered and dodged, angrily scolded: "What are you doing! Boy, the old man has half his neck buried in loess, how is it worth your life to save him!"
Chen Haiping earnestly said: "Master, at this moment we are already grasshoppers on a rope. If the imperial court really sent troops to encircle and suppress Tianxia Martial Arts Field, our fellow sects are still on the top of the mountain at this moment..."
Changqingzi was startled, and saw that Zhou Yu and Shen Yunsheng also looked anxiously, staring at him eagerly.
"... Alas..." The old master finally let out a long sigh, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his disheveled face: "You young people... do you know why all the major sects only sent elders to participate in this martial arts conference? And none of the famous masters and others came to participate?"
The three of them froze at the same time.
"Sin," Chang Qingzi raised his head and sighed, "Sin!"
"Shenguimen sprang up from the north a few years ago, with a lot of money and plenty of soldiers and horses. While engulfing the fields of the small sects, they expanded rapidly. Governments all over the country intentionally or unintentionally opened their eyes. network of people... ”
"Several major sects in Jianghu had suspected it for a long time. After sending people to investigate for several years, it was discovered that this ghost gate of unknown origin is actually related to an assassin organization used by the current emperor before he ascended the throne."
Chang Qingzi paused, and said slowly: "It's called 'Secret Door'."
"Darkness..." Zhou Yu said in surprise, "The secret door?"
Shen Yunsheng said in astonishment: "The Shenguimen belongs to the emperor?"
A lazy voice suddenly came from the entrance of the cave:
"—yes, and no."
"Who?!"
Everyone looked back vigilantly at the same time, only to see a figure standing against the light not far away, thin and lonely, leaning on a sword with one hand, long blood-stained hair hanging from the sideburns down the side of the neck, submerged in the robe blown by the wind .
Chen Haiping panted slightly, paused for a long while and said: "Thank you, Yun..."
Before the words fell, everyone tensed up. Chang Qingzi, who was sitting on the ground and coughing painfully, struggled to get up, took a staggering step forward, and protected several young people behind him.
However, Xie Yun only sneered—the voice was very soft, and it was lost in the cold wind of the mountain stream as soon as he exited, and then walked in.
It was only then that everyone noticed that his plain robe was stained with blood. Although his steps were steady, his breath was slightly heavy, and he was obviously wounded. He walked into the cave as if no one else was there under the watchful eyes of everyone, found a slightly dry place, and sat down with his back against a stone, only to hear Zhou Yu couldn't help but ask: "—Commander Xie, what do you mean by what you just said? "
Xie Yun untied his belt, without even looking at him: "literally."
"you-"
"Commander Xie!" Chang Qingzi interrupted Zhou Yu with a loud voice, and then turned to Xie Yun, his voice was earnest and not lacking in vigilance: "Forgive the old man for being rude, but he is really concerned: just now we saw a large number of imperial soldiers and horses marching aggressively at the foot of the mountain Come on, I dare to ask what is the situation on the mountain now, can my fellow martial artist still survive?"
This was also the first concern of everyone present, and several eyes were fixed on Xie Yun's face at the same time.
However, Xie Yun did not answer.
He pulled down his left side skirt, and saw that his bare shoulder was like a stone sculpture made of ice, like snow satin wrapped on a hard sculpture; however, from under the collarbone to the shoulder socket, there was a bloody wound about three or four inches long, It's still oozing blood!
Everyone took a breath.
——It was clearly caused by the passing of the Soul Hook, and a little higher was the deadly neck.
With a soft stabbing sound, Xie Yun tore off the belt with his bare hands, wrapped the plain white cloth around his hands, and slowly wiped the blood from the wound.
"... Commander Xie came to the rescue, the old Taoist is really grateful..." Chang Qingzi paused hoarsely, covered his chest and coughed a few times, and asked again with difficulty: "But I still ask, now on the mountain..."
"The more people ask, the sooner they will die," Xie Yun said lightly, "Save your own lives first."
These words were not polite at all, Chang Qingzi choked up on the spot, and Zhou Yu lost his voice: "Could it be that the imperial court really wants to stand on the side of the cult and attack the world's martial arts? What does the imperial court want to do!"
Xie Yun said, "I'll know tomorrow?"
He didn't come to answer questions at all, Zhou Yu was blocked again and again, anxious, angry and impatient, he rushed forward immediately: "Thank you, Commander! It's extremely urgent right now—"
With a slap, Chen Haiping pressed Zhou Yu's arm, his eyes full of resistance.
Immediately, he walked up to Xie Yun, knelt down on one knee, and clasped his fists pleadingly: "Commander Xie."
Xie Yun cleaned the wound, as if he had never heard of it.
"Chen was lucky enough to meet you when he was rafting in the West Lake. At that time, he spoke frivolously and behaved badly. Even if death is not enough to make amends. However, you not only did not convict me, but also rescued me twice from the soul hook. It is not an exaggeration to call it a life-saving grace... "
Chen Haiping bowed deeply, and said: "I don't want to thank you for your kindness. If it weren't for Commander Xie's kindness, I would have died twice already."
His words were extremely earnest, but the ambiguous "behavior Menglang" was rather subtle, and it was connected with his title of the most elegant son in the south of the Yangtze River, which made people think about it, and several other people looked at Chen Haiping subconsciously and suspiciously. Eye.
Xie Yun still ignored him, turned over the blood-soaked cloth strip, and stuck it on the wound again.
Chen Haiping took a breath, and continued: "The incident happened suddenly today. I was concerned about the martial arts comrades on the top of the mountain, so I spoke urgently. However, Commander Xie is an important minister of the court, and it is not easy to rescue him; if it is because of If you cannot answer this question because of your duty, we will never force you..."
"It's just that we can't sit idly by the life and death of our comrades, so we can only leave here and go back to the martial arts field on the top of the mountain." Chen Haiping raised his head and looked directly into Xie Yun's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your kindness, Commander, If I can survive today, I will come to thank you in the future; if not, it is fate, then I will form a grass title ring in the next life, and then repay the commander's great favor!"
Xie Yun: "..."
Xie Yun let go of his hand, the plain white cloth was already soaked with blood, but blood was still oozing from the wound.
Everyone stared at him holding their breath, but they could only see his deep and beautiful side cheeks were indifferent, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he couldn't see the expression in his eyes at all.
After a while, Shen Yunsheng finally summoned up his courage, took off an embroidered handkerchief from his waist, and handed it tremblingly: "Commander Xie... Please..."
Xie Yun raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the lotus-colored embroidered handkerchief.
Cold sweat oozes from the palms of Shen Yunsheng, and he has never felt that his hands in the air are so heavy—a short count of breaths, but it seems like a few years, before seeing Xie Yun look away without saying a word.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he reached out and tore off the hem of his outer robe, and wrapped it into a ball to block the wound.
"You guys have a big misunderstanding about me," Xie Yun said flatly, "I didn't expect anything in return when I saved you. You are all too weak, and if you don’t save them, you will surely die. And I am too lazy to tell you what’s going on at the top of the mountain for the same reason, not because of my duty, but because you are really too weak, no matter how much you know, it’s useless.”
"As for your saying that you want to repay my great kindness with a grass title ring..." He raised an eyebrow at Chen Haiping, and casually mocked: "You just went back to die after struggling to save you. The way of repaying the favor is also a bit too awkward."
As soon as the word "send to die" came out, everyone's expression changed, and it was too late to pay attention to the sarcasm in his words: "What?!"
"Why is it sent to death?!"
"No, the imperial soldiers and horses are really going to encircle and suppress the Tianxia Martial Arts Field!" Zhou Yu suddenly got up, his face turned pale: "I am the first disciple, and the master entrusted my fellow disciples to take care of him, how can he not save him?! No, I want to go up and have a look!"
Chen Haiping turned back to stop: "Brother Zhou!"
But Zhou Yu was so focused on the safety of his Qingcheng juniors, he couldn't listen to anything at the moment, and rushed to the entrance of the cave. Chen Haiping stretched out his hand and didn't hold it back. Before he could stand up, he felt the wind whistling in front of his eyes, and the next moment came from not far away—clang!
Zhou Yu stopped suddenly, in front of him was Tai Ah's long sword nailed to the ground, and when he went up, he met Xie Yun's slender and cold eyes.
"It's late," Xie Yun said coldly.
At this moment, the ground under his feet suddenly shook slightly, dust fell down, and the cold wind from the mountain stream suddenly poured into the cave entrance.
Everyone looked up in astonishment at the same time. Before they could figure out what was going on, they only heard a deep, shocking, and extremely magnetic male voice from the top of the mountain above them. It caught everyone's ears: "Eight mountains are upright, four famous families, the world's martial arts listen to my orders—"
"What, what's going on?"
"Who is this?!"
"what did he say?!"
Xie Yun breathed out almost inaudibly, and paused gently and word by word through the gap between his teeth: "—Yin Kaiyang..."
"I am the master of the gods and ghosts. Today, my disciples killed Huashan Wang Kangyu and Kongtong Lu Tongsheng, abolished Wudang master Chang Qingzi, and captured the disciples of all major sects. They have won the martial arts conference and deserve to be elected as the world's martial arts leader. bit-"
Everyone rushed out of the cave at the same time, only to see the sound outside shaking the world, the birds were startled, and there was no one on the mountain top, only the roar that went straight up to the sky: "If there is anyone in the world who refuses to accept it, the first mountain sage of tomorrow's society will go to the place where we will enshrine Zen. A ring will be set up to welcome everyone. If someone defeats the poor sect, the position of leader will be handed over; if no one fights, I will unify the martial arts, command the heroes, and lead everyone to submit to my emperor from now on!"
A large flock of birds rushed up, and the lingering sound continued for a long time and was deafening.
"Arrogant..." Shen Yunsheng couldn't believe it, and said angrily, "Too arrogant!"
"What is the idea of the gods and ghosts?!"
"Don't let him succeed!"
Chen Haiping was also furious, and before he could say anything, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xie Yun clutching his shoulder, as if in extreme pain, leaning heavily on the wet mountain wall behind him.
"What's the matter with you?" Chen Haiping immediately turned around to support him, only to see that the wound was shattered, and the blood was bloodshot again!
"you… "
Xie Yun raised his hand and waved him away, closed his clothes and said, "It's nothing."
Chen Haiping's mind was agitated, his chest heaved violently for a moment, and he felt as if some sour lump was stuck in his throat. After a long time, he lowered his head and said with difficulty: "Thank... Commander Xie, you shot twice when I was in danger, and I didn't know that I..."
Xie Yun glanced at him.
The young man's almost stupid justice, as well as his cautious, suppressed and eager attitude, are like another person who should be far away at this moment.
Xie Yun closed his eyes, and opened them a moment later, looking at the rust-colored sky in the distance.
"It's better that you don't know," he said flatly.
—At the same time, under Mount Tai.
A flying horse came from the dust, until the bottom of the mountain was suddenly reined in, and most of the horse's body stood tall!
"咴—"
The steed stomped back to the ground. On the horse's back, a handsome man in black clothes turned his head to look at the mountain top. His dark eyes reflected the heavy clouds and mist in the sky, as well as the bright cold light of the seven stars in his palm.
After a long while, he narrowed his eyes coldly, and suddenly hit the horse: "Drive!"