The magic eye Changping that flew out was caught by a pair of generous and powerful hands. The magic eye, Changping, who was almost dizzy, only felt a familiar internal force that was in the same vein as him slowly rising from his dantian and scattered into his limbs. He felt strange to heal the internal injury, and suddenly heard an unbelievable voice.
"Don't talk, move your energy and adjust your breath.
With just this word, everyone knew that the old sect master, who had sneaked back to practice in the back mountain and could not go down the mountain, actually appeared.
He was wearing a bamboo hat and a warrior costume similar to the magic eye Changping. Judging from his vigorous skills, he doesn't feel old. It is not at all similar to Wu Shengzhi, who is like a vagabond.
Even the magic eye Changping himself was amazed, he hadn't seen his father for many years.
The only duty of the Demon Eye Sect was to guard the sect. During the years when the old sect master lived in seclusion and practiced swords, Demon Eye Changping faithfully did his father's work. Although the actions of the Great Spirit Witch made him disagree in many places.
"Father, why did you get out of the customs?"
The master of the Demon Eye Sect, the first knife in the southern border ignored his son's concerns and looked at Hong Jiu. The eyes under the hat were sharp, and he almost fought a big fight. He was pierced by the second master who was still fierce and fierce, and his whole body was only cool.
"I'll take a look.
Having said this, the palm left his son's shoulder
Chapter 111 Arrival
The seclusion of the magic eye Luohu caused a sensation not only in the entire southern B Xinjiang. In order to block the last style of the first sword in southern Xinjiang, thousands of swordsmen from all over the world rushed to the foot of Wanyu Mountain. Those who are skilled in swordsmanship want to pick the old magic eye knife to make their name, and those who seek the sword will come at the same time in order not to lose one of the peaks of swordsmanship in the world.
It was supposed to be a huge gathering, but before the fourth arrived, it was said that they had been attacked. One night, outside the border gate, the old sect master single-handedly, wearing an invisible bamboo hat, picked dozens of swordsmen in a row. The best result, no one can even take him head-on. Afterwards, he quietly returned to Wanyu Mountain and retired, and no one said a second word.
Until the phoenix blood was stamped, that was the biggest regret of the Southern Wusi Forest.
The magic eye Changping still remembered that his father had returned to him before he entered the customs.
said words.
Be patient, be patient. Now is not the time to endure whatever they want you to do.
Still a teenager, Chang Ping still didn't understand the meaning of his father's words, he only knew how to nod his head desperately. Tiger eyes watched his father step into the deep mountain shrouded in shadows with tears in his eyes. By the time he understood his father's words, it was already several years after serving as a guardian under the Great Spirit Witch. Although he was only responsible for repelling the enemy of the Witch Emperor's Palace. But he is not blind after all. Under the rule of the Great Spirit Witch, he is not completely ignorant of what the Witch Emperor's Palace has done these years. He knew very well that he and the Great Spirit Witch were two different types of people. If they had nothing to do with each other, let alone ignore each other. I was afraid that the sword in Changping's hand would be the first to let him go.
I still remember one night five years ago, the magic eye Changping ignored the barriers of his subordinates and his younger brother, and punched his younger brother who was desperately preventing him from entering the back mountain to find his father. His face was covered in blood. Under the frame, he almost roared towards the mountains.
"Father, I have endured enough. The child is a knife, and I am not afraid of being stained with blood. But the knife has the dignity of a knife, and the child can't be the lackey of the Great Spirit Witch.
The knife is ignorant, but ignorant is awe-inspiring. The swiftness of the knife's return should not be done like this.
As a swordsman, every extra day the Great Spirit Witch lives on is an insult to Sihe.
The words of his father, which he had not heard for more than ten years, entered his ears.
"Son, you still need to wait. Ba" until when? The familiar voice of his father paused for a while, and it was not long before he said it meaningfully and slowly.
"Wait until the Witch Sovereign arrives.
Even now, these words are still lingering in my ears. The magic eye Changping pulled out of his memory looked at his father who appeared floating in the air.
I can't help thinking
Father is suddenly leaving the country now... This means that it is not back
Yes…
All eyes are now on Hong Jiu
"Brother Hong, if you really have a backer, you might as well call it out in his heart. Naturally, no one is the opponent of the father. However, if the father will appear, it means that the person who has not appeared is probably a powerful enemy he has never seen before.
Hong Jiu pouted the corners of his mouth, glanced at the group of people, gave a coquettish expression of "I will not need women's clothes to apologize when my senior brother comes on stage," and shouted up to the sky.
"Master, show up!"
Let's go, let's go... The voice echoed in the valleys, accompanied by Hong Jiusheng's strong and powerful gong-breaking voice, it really traveled for miles.
There was no response after just shouting, Hong Jiu took a step back, took a deep breath, and shouted again.
"Master, please show up!!
Let's go, let's go... The number of echoes overlapped and came back, he
The place reserved for the big boss is still empty.
"Big boss, you... you showed up? z
Suddenly a voice came from behind, like a single-turned knife resting on the side of the neck, no wind and cold.
"I'll try the 18 Dragon Subduing Palms, which is unparalleled in the world, and Ba is also a good start.
The man who always held the top of the Southern Border Swordsmanship did not know when he was behind Hong Jiu.
Hong Jiu has met Luo Mingyi twice, although 0 is a false identity of 'Aples' once, but the feeling is still similar. Also a master of supernatural powers in the frontier world, Luo Ming is like a dazzling sword that attracts attention as soon as it is unsheathed. The tempering of hatred and madness made him more sharp-edged. Although he lost his way, he did not lose the splendor of the sword.
The Demon Eye Luohu is a dull and dull knife. From Fei's appearance, there is not the slightest sparkle, but it is the unpretentious dark place that can't even be recognized whether it is fast or not.
His knives are very simple, always reminiscent of the essence of the knife 2 method. No matter how sophisticated the sword technique is, to put it bluntly, it is still a skill aimed at knocking down the opponent with three feet of fine iron in his hand. It makes people who desperately put gold on the word 'knife method' feel ashamed and unpretentious.
The old Sect Master of the Demon Eye Sect subdued Hong Jiu, but still only used one knife.
This sword is the same move as the sword of the Demon Eye Changping Zhanyu. What makes people misunderstood is that the magic eye Luohu makes it slower and slower, and it is even more incomprehensible.
When he came back to his senses, the knife in his hand had already passed through Hong Jiuyi's pair of iron arms and slashed straight into his chest. Even before he touched Hong Jiu's body, Hong Jiu could also predict that this knife would completely break his balance, making him unable to stand on his feet steadily, let alone continue to strike.
The thought of 'I'm so damn right that I'm defeated' came up in Fang Hui, and a blazing white light suddenly appeared in front of me.
When the magic eye Luohu's hand knife slashed three inches in front of Hong Jiu's body, it seemed as if it had slashed on a layer of invisible invisible air cover. With this knife, he made no attempt to advance, and stopped in mid-air. The obstruction of the blazing light and the gas hood also disappeared at the same time.
How could Chang Ping and the other disciples not understand that the 'big master' who had only heard his name and never saw him behind the other party finally showed up, and immediately looked nervously from left to right, up and down, and then I don't know where that person is coming from.
However, they waited for a long time, but what they waited for was still Si Si Si Ji Kong Mountain, a bird chirping, and nothing else.
Turning to Luohu, he stood upright, including the backhand knife that he chopped down, still maintaining the original posture and position. Even with Hong Jiu, he didn't dare to move, for fear that he would be stabbed at any time. This person's martial arts skills are too high. Even if he didn't see the Buddha's pain, he would be rewarded.
The one who shouted was the Demon Eye Changping. "But I saw a person suddenly fall in the air, with a wide head and big ears, a fat body, and a forty-year-old appearance. This fall almost made him into meat sauce. However, when I saw his face, I couldn't help but frown. wrinkle.
"You are the envoy of the fat legacy country, why are you here
When the envoy went up the mountain, he saw the magic eye Changping, and he knew the identity of the four others, and when he heard the words, he retreated in horror. After being questioned again and again by Changping the Demon Eye, he murmured for a long time in Anxi language.
The magic eye Changping heard the color change and muttered.
"He said that he was intercepted by our disciples after he went down the mountain. All his people were killed, and the goods he brought were also stolen. Hong Jiu's eyes were bright, and a sneer escaped from the corner of his mouth, and he said 'hey', He never said any more.
Before the Demon Eye Changping could explain, dozens of people suddenly fell from the sky. At first glance, the clothes were actually all disciples of the Wuhuang Palace, but when they landed on the ground, they were silent, and they all passed out. All that was heard was a murmur of babies. It turned out that the fainted disciples were all holding a baby in their arms.
The envoy exclaimed: "This is the baby of the royal family who was sent by my fat legacy country, why are you here!" Wait, why does everyone have wounds on their bodies. "The Witch Emperor Yin's disciples bleed the babies because of the blood, so they usually open more wounds on the body. Each baby has five to ten scars on the body.