Tian Xing Wan

Chapter 42

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He simply closed the coffin, but he still had to look at the outside, so he quietly punched a hole in the side of the coffin and looked sideways in the direction where the 'Hundred Years of Worry' was standing.

Seeing this 'Hundred Years Worry' glanced around and smiled slightly: "There are so many people here, so go ahead and fight, I will accompany you."

As soon as the sound fell, the '40' on the man's head disappeared in an instant, and this '100-year-old worry' attached his spiritual consciousness to this man, and his roots were here.

As soon as the '100-year-old worry' left, the young man's demeanor immediately changed. His appearance returned to his original ordinary appearance, and his body became burly.

He was like a paralyzed person without any expression. He flicked his hand and held a big knife in his hand. He looked calmly ahead, with a hint of emotion in his tone: "You guys, let's go now. Liveable."

"That's funny." Liu Feixu held a piece of talisman paper between his fingertips and looked sideways at the young man holding the knife, "You, a mere Nascent Soul, can kill us?"

As the young man spoke, he lowered his head and glanced at the formation at his feet: "Just in time, you guys," he raised his eyes and slashed with the long knife in his hand, "sacrifice the exquisite jade!"

The long knife was heading towards Liu Feixu with a violent force. Liu Feixu nimbly dodged, and a long vine with flowers and leaves appeared in Liu Feixu's hand. He raised his hand and wrapped it around the knife with a whip. Young man, at the same time, Shen Zhiming and Ning Yan joined forces, their sword intent came through the air, Junshu's jade flute played passionately, the four of them joined forces to beat up a Nascent Soul. Logically speaking, there should be no pressure at all, who ‌ The sword-wielding young man's sword's light surged, and he felt a huge spiritual force suddenly burst out from the sword's light, sweeping four people out in an instant!

Blood flowed from the four people and fell to the ground. Countless tentacles sprouted from under the magic circle, attacking these high-level monks as if they were conscious.

Everyone was shocked and began to dodge in a hurry, but the tentacles under the magic circle were so densely packed that they could not reach the ground at all. The four people were able to hide in mid-air while looking for opportunities to attack the young man in the middle.

The young man's cultivation level is relatively high, and his sword skills are also top-notch, but strangely, he has great spiritual power. Every time he attacks, he uses his spiritual power to resist directly. After a few times, everyone realizes that... right.

Spiritual power is not something that can be used up and used up. This person can barely take over their attacks once or twice. How can he maintain such a powerful output like a troublemaker? If this person really had such strength, I'm afraid everyone would be buried here.

Monks cherish their lives, and the higher the level of monks, the more so.

After working hard for thousands of years, they have faced countless treasure opportunities. Although Linglong Jade is precious, it is not enough to make them work hard.

When the four of them gathered together, Liu Feixu was the first to speak out: "Forget it, I, Linglong Jade, want it. Goodbye."

After saying that, Shen Zhiming immediately told Jun Shu: "Let's go."

Ning Yanyan sighed and said, "Little friend Jian, I've tried my best, and I'm leaving now."

The four of them came in a hurry and left quickly.

The ‌‌ formation seemed to have no intention of letting them go. The four of them rushed outside. As soon as they ran outside, their tentacles immediately became excited, and they chased them out ‌ with several tentacles. In front of the door, the cave door suddenly fell. After a moment of hesitation, the four of them were grabbed by the tentacles and dragged back directly!

"After sucking the blood," the young man holding the knife said calmly, "the formation will make you go away. Originally, I had to use the people of the ghost town to sacrifice and summon the exquisite jade to be born. Now that I have you, it is no longer possible. ”

As he spoke, the young man holding the knife raised his hand, and majestic spiritual power poured into those tentacles, and began to strangle the four tied people like a giant python.

The four people used their own spiritual power to block the strangulation of these giant pythons. The two sides were in a stalemate. The young man holding the knife walked to Jian's coffin with the knife. He raised his hand and touched the lid of Jian's coffin, with a look in his eyes. A bit sarcastic: "Did you say you came to save people? Why did you run away?"

"Let us go."

Shen Zhiming's voice was cold: "I will spare your life for this matter."

"You ‌‌ people are just pretending like this. When did you tell me to spare you? Do you want to protect this little friend Jian? I will stick to your crotch. kill him."

The young man holding the knife spoke, and his heart thumped slightly, but he knew that at this moment, he was still beaten to exhaustion, and he had to wait until these people fought to the death before he came out. ‌Chase well.

So he continued to hide inside, condensing the sword technique in his hand, ready to be dispatched at any time.

"I like to hear your pleas. If you are willing to say 'I beg you,' this person can be killed."

The young man holding the knife placed the knife on the top of the coffin, glanced at everyone, and his eyes fell on Shen Zhiming's face: "Ask the leader of the ‌ sect, Mr. Shen ‌, your "I beg you", and a person's life, How do you choose?”

"The Immortal Alliance must bow its head," Shen Zhiming said with a calm face, "Jian Xiaoyou is willing to sacrifice."

As soon as he finished speaking, the knife stabbed into the coffin. Jian Zhizhi was so frightened that he twisted to the side. The young man holding the knife raised his eyes and looked at Shen Zhiming with a smile: "Did you hit the knife? Did he avoid it?"

As Shen Zhiming spoke, the young man with the knife pulled out the knife and inserted another knife. This knife was right in the center of the knife at a very tricky angle, and he easily dodged it.

The young man frowned and was a little satisfied with the two swords. He began to quickly insert the knife into the coffin from different angles. He simply twisted around in the coffin, just like that. ‌Fuck him.

The young man immediately became angry and shouted: "I just believe it."

Having said that, his sword was as bright as a shadow, and he stabbed eighteen times in the same position at the same time in an instant!

The knife goes in, the knife goes out, the knife goes out, the knife goes in, the knife meets the knife, the knife is deadly.

However, after eighteen stabs, holes were poked everywhere in the coffin, and there was still blood inside!

The young man became addicted to this activity. For a moment, he forgot about the four people tied up. He found a dozen knives from the Qiankun bag and inserted them at a good angle one by one.

"I just believe that I will penetrate you blindly and kill you to death!"

The young man started to insert the knife like he was performing an acrobatics, but his muscles and bones were extremely weak. He twisted his body to match the position of the knife, struggling to survive in the gap between the knife.

More than a dozen knives were inserted into the bag one by one. Jian Zhizhi knew that this was done. He started to dig through the Qiankun bag and found out a water bag and some things that could be dyed. Finally, he dyed the water red and poured it along the blade.

The young man was finally satisfied to see the blood flowing out of the coffin. He laughed loudly: "He is dead! Your little friend Jian is finally dead! In short, he is dead!!"

The formation below was drinking water and moving, but the young man was completely unaware of this problem. He was full of the joy of victory. The four people next to him looked at him with expressions that were indescribable.

But when they waited for more, the young man raised his hand and turned around.

"Now," the young man said in a cold voice, "it's your turn!"

After saying that, the tentacles began to strangle with all their strength. Shen Zhiming and others were finally furious. They suddenly drew out their natal swords, slashed the tentacles with one sword, and shouted: "Seeking death!"

A group of people were fighting vigorously in the cave, and they were inseparable.

On the other hand, Qin Wanwan was at the critical moment of conceiving a baby. She was constantly absorbing the soul, and the soul was getting thinner from far away. She could no longer think about anything, and everything was completely subconscious. action.

She could vaguely see that there seemed to be a little person inside her body. The little person was pure in color and slowly began to have hands and feet...

‌ is getting clearer and more refined, and the spirit is abundant in ‌’s body, but ‌‌know ‌ why, ‌ can always have five senses.

The spirit walked in one direction at the same time, one at one end of the cave, in the direction of the formation, and the other at her body. She felt that everything in her body had reached its limit, whether it was spiritual roots or golden elixirs. It seems that they have been exhausted to the extreme.

There was pain in one place on his body, and the spiritual absorption speed slowed down due to the excessive pain. Xie Gutang frowned and held back his words: "Miss Qin, if you persist a little longer, the baby will be born. The last moment is the most difficult. , get over it, everything will be fine.”

Qin Wanwan finished speaking, and her mind began to think of countless reasons for her to stop. Her teeth were trembling, and there was no strength left in her body.

There was the sound of fighting in the distance, and it stopped for a while. After a while, Qin Wanwan suddenly heard a wild laugh.

"He is dead! Your little friend Jian is finally dead! In short, he is dead!!"

As soon as these words came out, Xie Gutang turned around instantly, and Qin Wanwan suddenly opened her eyes.

Is it possible that Jian Jian will die? !

Qin Wanwan couldn't believe it. At that moment, the spiritual power all over her body was in chaos and was about to explode. Xie Gutang quickly raised his hand and pointed it in front of her to guide the spiritual power in her body.

"Qin Wan!" Xie Gutang shouted loudly, "Think together, don't act rashly!"

"They said..." Qin Wanwan stared at Xie Gutang, her teeth chattering, "My master is dead."

"If he is really dead," Xie Gutang looked calm. At that moment, Qin Wanwan saw the shadow of Jian Zhi on his face, which made her feel a little calmer for no reason. Xie Gutang's voice was as loud as Zhong Luoer said, "You will avenge him."

She avenged him.

Qin Wanwan clenched her fists, and there was a fierce fighting sound next to her. The ground shook. At that moment, she no longer cared about all the pain in her body, whimpered, and no longer made any resistance, letting her soul swarm. And enter.

The spirits that were originally flowing in the direction of Jian suddenly turned towards her and exploded around her. Xie Gutang was knocked out of the room. When he got up, he saw that these spirits had formed a The huge whirlpool was like a tornado, and Qin Wanwan was sitting in the middle of the eye of the wind, with a calm expression on her face, like a statue standing in the strong wind and torrent.

The little person in her body began to look like a baby little by little, and at this moment, the blood on the formation was gradually covered with blood. At the moment when she was born, dozens of brilliance appeared in a few seconds. Gathering under the coffin.

"Linglong Jade!"

Jun Shu spoke excitedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was knocked down by Liu Feixu. Liu Feixu turned to Ning Yan and shouted: "Brother Ning, take the exquisite jade. This piece belongs to you. We will take it together next time. One piece belongs to me!”

Now that the four of them have suffered extremely serious losses in cultivation, if he and Ning Yan form an alliance, he is afraid that he will be able to get the exquisite jade from Shen Zhiming and Jun Shu together.

"roll!"

Jun Shu raised his hand and struck Liu Feixu. Ning Yanyan and Shen Zhiming rushed towards Linglong Jade together. The young man holding the knife shouted: "Stop!"

The five people immediately became a group, unable to separate themselves. Jian Jian peeked out from the entrance of the cave to see what was going on outside, quietly opened the coffin board, appeared in front of everyone, and took away the exquisite jade. , sealed it into the Qiankun bag using the magic formula, then closed the coffin lid and lay back down.

The sword-wielding young man and Shen Zhiming Ningyan were originally in a draw, but his spiritual power was constantly flowing out. Even if Shen Zhiming and Ningyan joined forces, it was a bit difficult. Seeing another sword coming with the force of thunder, When he dropped the knife, his spiritual power actually failed to keep up, like a big tiger running towards him, and then he let out a light 'meow'.

The knife struck at the cross sword that Shen Zhiming and Ning Yan had formed together. The three of them looked at each other. Shen Zhiming and Ning Yan did not hesitate. The swords flashed and the flowers were drawn together, and they stabbed into the young man's belly together. , the young man retreated quickly, raised his hand and began to summon the spirit again. The formation above his head sizzled, and the spirit came to the tip of his knife again.

He covered his wound and laughed wildly: "‌die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slashed through the door with a knife, and the strong wind rushed towards Shen Zhiming and Ning Yanyan. The two of them got ready to deal with it, but when the wind hit them, it blew gently like spring. Pass.

The three of them were stunned. Shen Zhiming sneered and Ning Yanyan raised his sword.

The young man holding the knife hesitated, turned around and ran away. As a result, when he turned around, he saw the coffin lying on the same spot as Jian Jianzhi. The light was still there, the coffin was still there. Those coffins were still there, but -

"Where's the exquisite jade?!"

The young man shouted loudly, and everyone finally came to their senses. They looked at each other in disbelief, and they all looked at each other with suspicion. At that moment, they heard a loud noise, and the wind mixed with the spirit swept away. Enter and knock everyone away.

Everyone got up and looked into the distance, and saw a woman in red and a young man in purple standing in the distance where the cave collapsed.

The woman was holding a long sword in her hand, and her long dress was stained with blood. The sword was filled with dust. She slowly raised her head, her eyes like those of a wolf.

"Which of you," Qin Wanwan's voice was cold, "killed my master?"

Hearing this, Jian Li raised his head.

The coffin had been stabbed like a dustpan by the fool with the knife. Light fell in from the hole, and through the narrow hole, he saw Qin Wanwan in the distance.

She has such a beautiful face, and her whole body is covered in blood, like a sharp blade that has just been sharpened.

He has been obsessed with swords all his life. He feels that no matter how beautiful the beauty is in this world, it is more beautiful than the light at the moment when the sword is stained with blood.

But at that moment, he realized for the first time that there was a person who could be as beautiful as a sharp blade, sharp and stunning.

Everyone stared blankly at Qin Wanwan, and the system in Jian's mind lit up crazily:

emphasize! emphasize! The eighth key point of the mission is coming, the master must abide by the essentials of the role and get the perfect hostage! Leave the highlight moment to the heroine! !

"What is a perfect hostage?"

Jian was at a loss, and 666 quickly told him: "Just lie down flat."

"oh."

Jane nodded. He observed Qin Wanwan's whole body. He noticed that her spiritual power was rioting and needed to be sorted out. He frowned and thought about how to sort out her soul. When he looked at her He walked over with his sword in hand and stopped next to his coffin.

"Where is my master?"

Her voice was cold, and everyone finally reacted. Liu Feixu quickly pointed to the coffin next to him: "He's in there!"

Qin Wanwan turned around and saw the coffin with more than a dozen swords stuck in it. She felt pain, and for a moment she felt a little shy and dared to open the coffin.

Once she realized that Jian Jian was sealed and stabbed to death like a circus troupe in this small world, she felt pain.

At this moment, her spiritual energy was raging all over her body, and her thoughts could not be calm at all. It was difficult to think about anything.

She raised her hand tremblingly and placed it on the coffin.

"Although my master is a very good person," she said hoarsely, "he is domineering, selfish, not very smart, bullies others with a sword, always beats me, and never cares about me. I don’t want anything, and I don’t care about my inner feelings. In order to teach me, I can break my bones at any time, give me a holiday, carry me forward on my back, and catch me when I wake up and continue beating me. …”

Qin Wanwan began to list his shortcomings in detail. The more she listened, the more she felt weak. Others listened and showed their forbearance.

Liu Feixu couldn't help but persuade her: "Girl, please forget about this kind of master."

"But that's my master!"

Hearing this, Jian Jian was a little touched. He suddenly felt that even if he could complete the task, he couldn't lie to her like this. This apprentice was soft, kind, and a little filial. Look at her. It hurts so much now.

So he stretched out his hand from the hole dug in the square and tugged on her sleeve.

Qin Wanwan was moved and shouted loudly: "He must die in my hands! Why do you kill him! And even if you kill him, how can you put him in the coffin and stab him like this?!"

Jian ‌ continued to tug on her sleeve.

Xie Gutang advised Qin Wanwan: "Miss Qin, if you want to open the coffin first, what if Jian Youyi dies?"

"Death..." Qin Wanwan's mind came back to consciousness. Pain and spiritual power were mixed together. Her mind was in a mess. When she said something, she felt someone tugging on her sleeve.

"Stop it!"

She pushed the person's hand impatiently, but when she pushed, the other person not only let go, but also took advantage of the situation to hold her hand.

The opponent's hand was very warm, with some calluses from being sharpened with a sword for a long time.

Jian Zhiyan's body was a little calloused, but after Jian Zhiyan came, he practiced martial arts and swords every day, and the calluses soon grew.

The moment the hands clasped together, a familiar spiritual power came from where the palms met. The spiritual energy guided the violent spiritual energy in her body, and at the same time, Jian ‌'s voice fell in her ears.

"Your soul is rioting. Let's sort it out first. Master has something to do, so you should panic."