The edge of the long sword in the swordsman's hand gradually became twisted, forming a ferocious arc like fangs.
He swung his sword horizontally, and a strange purple light circulated on the sword.
"Chief Jiuxuan... Heh."
The swordsman laughed, shook his wrist, turned around suddenly, and the long sword turned into a stream of light.
In the darkness, the long sword collided with metal.
Shen Changge's figure appeared from the sky like a ghost, and the Tai Chi Yin-Yang fan was half closed, and the fan frame framed the fang-like edge of the long sword.
Shen Changge lowered his eyes slightly.
The smile that always hung on his face in the past has disappeared at some point, and there is a trace of coldness on his face, like a sword that has been disguised for a long time, and the dust is suddenly shaken off, revealing its sharp edge.
"With a chief like you, the Nine Profound Sect is the head of the Eight Immortal Sects!" The swordsman sneered, and with a turn of the long sword, purple light spread like smoke. Under the purple light, the iron mask on his face looked more and more like Hell Yama.
Shen Changge held the hand with the folding fan. The veins on the back of the hand were obvious and the joints were white.
The true qi of the two collided in an instant, and neither of them felt comfortable. However, during this confrontation, Shen Changge remembered something else.
He thought of the square outside the Qingming Tower full of space cracks, Zhou Wen'an who was desperately trying to get half of the spirit card, the young man in white robes who looked like a Lingyun celestial being flying in the air, and the Qingming Tower looking empty. , the sadness on the faces of Jiuxuan disciples...
He closed his eyes tightly.
"Is Jiuxuanmen the head of the eight sects? Do you still have the qualifications to evaluate it?"
When he opened his eyes again, Shen Changge's eyes suddenly became extraordinarily fierce.
Like a lone wolf struggling in the dark, full of hatred.
The long sword whose edge became like a fang was shaken away in an instant, and the swordsman thumped back a few steps, and the long sword stabbed downward, only then did he stop his figure.
The swordsman raised his head and looked at Shen Changge who was standing in the darkness.
The young man in the Nine Profound Gate water cloud pattern was expressionless. He stood in the darkness with the Yin-Yang fan hanging down. The fan bones, which looked like jade but not jade, seemed to melt, and dripped down in a liquid form. The yin and yang fan known to the disciples of Jiuxuanmen condensed into a knife that could be said to be long or short.
At this moment, Shen Changge was no longer the Chief Ganmai that Jun Wanbai and the others were familiar with.
He was full of hostility.
But it's like... so sad.
"Jiuxuanmen..." Shen Changge held the knife and raised his head, his voice hoarse and dry.
— "It's number one in the world... Nine Profound Gates!"
A gust of wind suddenly blew up, and there was bitter sword energy in all directions. The stone box Shen Changge put on the black iron gate shattered and turned into countless powdery star points, which melted into the black iron gate in an instant.
Shen Changge flicked his robe sleeves, and the completely condensed knife made a crisp sound.
His demeanor suddenly changed, becoming violent and majestic. The prisoner's desolation tower did not know when it turned dark red, and blood vessel-like formations lit up on the ground, and the terrifying and depressing atmosphere permeated from all directions of the tower - this prisoner's desolation that has been sleeping here for tens of thousands of years Tower, awakened!
"It's so righteous and dignified, but the people of Jiuxuanmen, I'm afraid they won't be willing to admit a guy like you!"
Shen Changge's breath became dangerous, but the swordsman standing directly opposite him laughed heartily, and he raised his head.
"Hey, should the theatergoers come out?"
"Amitabha...so good, so good."
A faint golden light suddenly rose from the darkness, the golden light was magnificent, with a feeling of compassion and compassion. A low chant sounded. Accompanied by the sound of the Buddha's trumpet, a monk in cassock came down the stone steps, and when he stepped on the bottom floor, he put his palms together.
"Amitabha."
"Does the Sanskrit Sect not recite other things besides the name of the Buddha?"
A somewhat impatient voice sounded.
The sound came from overhead.
Three people jumped from the top.
Shen Changge looked up expressionlessly.
Jun Wanbai who held two swords, Li Xin who looked almost dead, and Qiu Qianhe who was wearing a red sacrificial robe.
"What a coincidence." Jun Wanbai turned her swords and pointed at the ground obliquely. She looked at Shen Changge with a half-smile expression, which looked a bit gloomy, "Chairman Shen is here too."
Shen Changge's eyes flicked over Jun Wanbai and Li Xin.
The swordsman took a few steps back and stood in the diagonal left corner—it turned out that this person had been delaying time. The swordsman wearing the iron mask, Monk Mingxin, Jun Wanbai and others formed a vague encirclement circle, and their breaths were all locked on Shen Changge.
"It turns out that the yin-yang fan uses a knife, and we are ignorant."
Li Xin twitched the corner of her mouth, as if she wanted to show a sarcasm.
Shen Changge's eyes fell on Qiu Qianhe, and for a moment, he laughed, and his expression became a bit like the proud head of the Jiuxuanmen.
It's annoying to hide a knife in a smile.
Jun Wanbai held the sword, and his true energy flowed.
"What a coincidence." Shen Changge said lightly, "It's okay, it's always not in accordance with etiquette to leave without saying goodbye."
The blade in his hand vibrated and hummed.
- Gu Ren sang, because he felt the master's killing intent.
Jun Wanbai thought of what the world believed in, and she suddenly wanted to laugh out loud.
Shen Changge really wanted to kill them! Kill them who have lived together in Jiuxuanmen for so long! It was a real killing intent! How funny!
Before Bailishu came to Jiuxuanmen, the core disciples of various peaks and veins fought for so many years, and when they hit the opponent, they knew what trick he was coming up with, and they felt that the position of the senior brother was either themselves or other annoying guys. One of them. For so many years, they regarded each other as rivals and disliked each other.
But it's been so many years.
How many times have you said harsh words verbally, how many times have you said "there is no balance between the two, I will send you to reincarnate", at which time has anyone really been sent to reincarnate
The disciples of all peaks and veins have been noisy for so many years, but five years ago when the secret realm changed, all the disciples of Limai were killed in battle, and the disciples of Qianmai who had the most trouble with Limai insisted on carrying all their bodies. At that time, the person who unfolded the yin-yang fan and carried the heaviest attack... and who was the one with the main veins! !
"Shen Changge! Why are you so fucking crazy!"
Jun Wanbai heard Li Banfeng's furious voice.
—How funny, Li Banfeng asked others "what's going on?"
Li Xin's saber flashed, and he slashed at Shen Changge who was surrounded in the middle.
Shen Changge had a familiar smile on his face, and held a knife that was completely unfamiliar to them in his hand. Under his feet, the lighted pattern continuously gathered the shocking power, and finally gathered it on the knife in Shen Changsinger's hand.
When the pattern was lit up, a spirit bird that looked no different from an ordinary sky bird flew across the sky of the ancient battlefield of the Difen War.
The taboo against flying in the ancient battlefield seemed to have no effect on this spirit bird.
It danced and hovered lightly, flying faster and faster, and its figure gradually became illusory, and finally merged into the void.
"nothing much."
Shen Changge's pupils reflected Li Xin's sword light, and he spoke softly. He suddenly remembered that day - when he went to look for Baili Shu, the young man in white robe walked along the long stone steps and walked out of the clouds and mist with indifferent eyes.
"But it is… "
"The fairy rises above the clouds, bowing his head to watch Haicang!"
Shen Changge's voice suddenly rose.
An extremely bright light burst out, illuminating the bottom of the Prisoner's Tower.
Jun Wanbai saw Shen Changge's face, and that familiar face had become completely unfamiliar.
—He was motivated to kill, a person who said that Jiuxuanmen was the best in the world, made a choice.
The back of Jun Wanbai's hands holding the two swords had bruised veins. She gritted her teeth tightly to prevent herself from yelling.
What is wrong with this world
——In ordinary Yanmen County, there will be buried bronze earth with the ancient emperor's sword as the eye of the formation, and the sky-reaching Qingming Pagoda will be connected to the ancient battlefield tens of thousands of years ago. The writing was finalized, and it was said that Shen Changge, the number one in the world of Jiuxuan, had murderous intentions towards them...
Is the world crazy
Jun Wanbai remembered Qiu Qianhe's words:
—Are you really stupid, or fake stupid