Chapter 270 The sword covers the clouds

Style: Heros Author: Ye ZhifengWords: 3249Update Time: 24/01/10 11:07:58
After leaving the woods, a poor man calculated a rough direction, and the three of them hurriedly followed the direction to find it.

Not long after walking, the sky gradually became dim, and the red sun hanging high in the center of the sky began to slowly set in the west. The setting sun was like blood, and the glow filled the sky, reflecting the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away like a dream.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are picturesque, but Ye Qing feels a sense of depression and uneasiness between heaven and earth. Under his spiritual power, there seems to be demonic energy rising between heaven and earth. between.

There are pilgrims to immortals and Buddhas, and great moral principles;

There are battles between gods and demons, and the heavens and the earth are shattered;

There are auspicious beasts flying around and palaces looming;

There are hundreds of ghosts walking around at night, and demons dancing wildly;



"This night in the Demon Tomb is truly terrifying."

Ye Qing looked at it for a while, and tears with slight blood flowed from the corners of his eyes. He was upset and quickly collected his thoughts before feeling relieved.

"Brother, are you okay?" Yipou also noticed Ye Qing's strange behavior and said with concern: "The visions in the world are all caused by demonic energy and desires. Remember to control your mind, purify your heart, and be aware of everything. Evil does not invade.”

"Thank you for the advice, brother." Ye Qing cupped his hands and thanked him: "However, the night in the Demon Tomb is indeed a bit weird. Let's find a place to stay first."

In view of the weirdness between heaven and earth, the three of them did not dare to neglect and immediately looked for a suitable hiding place.

"Jie Jie... you can't escape. Just surrender yourself and hand over your belongings. I will be merciful and may I spare your life?"

"Old Demon Wusheng, we are disciples of the Huanhua Sword Sect. If you dare to attack us, have you thought about the consequences?"

"Yes, Old Demon Wu Sheng, wasn't the lesson Elder Song gave you outside Luoshui City enough? If you dare to hurt us even a hair, Elder Song will never let you go."

"Jie Jie... I can't afford to offend Song Xilai, let alone your Huanhua Sword Sect. But this is not your Huanhua Sword Sect. If I kill you, who will know?"

"Besides, Song Xilai has ruined my face in Luoshui City, and I just want to take it out on you to vent my hatred. If you want to blame, blame Song Xilai."

"Jiejie..."

Suddenly, a burst of weird laughter came from the distance. Ye Qing and Yipou looked around and saw a man wrapped in a black robe and surrounded by demonic aura, chasing five young men and women.

Five people, three men and two women, all wore white robes, with cloud patterns and flowers embroidered on the cuffs and collars, elegant and clean.

But at this time, the five people were all in tatters, stained with blood, and their auras were disordered, making them look miserable.

The strength of the five people is actually not weak. The leader is a man who is in the realm of the God of Washing. The other four are all in the late stage of Gang Refining, but at this time they are as miserable as a bereaved dog.

Because the man in black robes who was chasing them was stronger.

"That one is... the old demon Wusheng; the other five seem to be disciples of the Huanhua Sword Sect."

Yipou glanced at it and his expression changed slightly: "Brother, let's leave quickly. We'd better not get involved in this kind of thing."

"Brother is right, run away quickly."

Ye Qing also nodded solemnly. Although the old demon Wusheng was not a good person at first glance, the terrifying aura on his body made him dare not even think about seeing injustice on the road.

When the road is rough and you draw your sword to help, you have to act according to your ability.

Otherwise, you are not doing good deeds, but you are sending yourself to death.

As soon as he ran away, Ye Qing grabbed Yipou with one hand and Li Longxiang with the other. He stepped lightly and fled into the distance like a wisp of breeze. He disappeared silently and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Running so fast."

Ye Qing and others discovered the old demon Wusheng, and the old demon Wusheng naturally discovered Ye Qing and others. They were about to kill the three ants, but just as they were about to take action, the three disappeared in a flash.

"Jiejie...you can't escape. I'll take care of you after I take care of them."

The Wusheng old monster laughed. Although the sound was silent, it clearly fell on the ears of Ye Qing, who had already escaped dozens of feet away.

When the sound reached his ears, Ye Qing felt it was harsh and unusual. He was disturbed and had various illusions in front of his eyes.

"What happened? I was targeted."

Ye Qing was shocked. Just a ray of laughter affected his mind. This old demon of no life was a bit too strong.

What a disaster.

"Brother, don't run away. Someone is coming and we can't die."

After calming down, Ye Qing was just about to continue running for his life when he suddenly heard Yipou say.

"Is there someone? Who?" Ye Qing stopped and asked in confusion.

"Yijian is coming from the west..." Yiqian said calmly: "Song is coming from the west."



"Jie Jie... I'm in a hurry, so I won't play with you!"

On the other side, the old demon Wusheng withdrew his gaze and looked at the five people from the Huanhua Sword Sect. He stopped playing and slapped them down with one palm.

In one palm, the demonic energy surged into the sky, transforming into a grimace, and he swallowed it in one gulp.

"Wusheng old ghost, how dare you!"

Seeing that the five people were about to die, a cold shout came, and the sound came, and the light appeared.

A burst of dazzling white light rose in the sky, making the originally dark sky as bright as day.

It's just that the light was too dazzling and dazzling. It dispersed the darkness and shattered the light. In everyone's eyes, the vastness disappeared.

"bass……"

Immediately afterwards, a sword roar rang in everyone's ears, and their bodies tingled with coldness. When the sound disappeared and returned to normal, the old demon Wusheng had disappeared, replaced by devastation and hideous sword marks all over the ground.

In the sword marks, the sword intention remains, which is frightening.

Only the place where the five Huanhua Sword Sect disciples were was not damaged.

"What a terrifying sword energy, such exquisite control." Ye Qing looked shocked. The previous burst of white light was all sword energy, but the sword energy was too majestic and cold, covering up the light of heaven and earth.

However, the other party was able to control such a majestic and terrifying sword energy to the smallest detail, only hurting the old demon Wusheng, but not his own disciples, which was extremely exquisite.

"When a sword comes from the west, how can it be that the reputation is wasted?" Yi Pou also sighed, and it was hard to tell whether the look in his eyes was envy or sadness.

"Boom...Song Xilai, why are you here? Weren't you..."

While the two were sighing, they heard an angry roar coming from the void, but there was indescribable surprise in the roar.

"Were you taken away?" Song Xilai threw a human head in his hand. The head was floating in the air, blood dripping down drop by drop, and confusion and fear remained on the head's face.

"Are you talking about him?"

"You killed Old Ghost Ding?! How is this possible?" Old Ghost Wusheng looked horrified.

"Just kill him. Why, he still can't kill him?" Song Xilai sneered: "I not only want to kill him, but I also want to kill you."

The old ghost Wusheng said with a serious look on his face: "Song Xilai, do you really want to fight to the death with me?"

"Hmph, so what if you fight to the death? Earlier outside Luoshui City, you tried to harm innocent people and I spared your life. Now you are unrepentant and want to kill me, a member of the Huanhua Sword Sect."

"How can I spare you!"

When the words fall, the sword falls.

The sharp sword light filled the sky, and the demonic energy around Wusheng Old Demon was split open by the sword.

The old demon Wusheng roared loudly, split into countless demonic shadows, and fled in all directions.

Didn't dare to resist at all.

"If you want to run away, have you asked me about my sword?"

Song Xilai thrust out his sword, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, wiping out the scattered demonic figures. However, more demonic figures were divided, and hundreds of ghosts roared violently, entangled with Song Xilai.

"Song Xi is here, I will fight with you! Ah..."

Song Xilai's sword is so sharp that it can open the sky, and the sword energy is as full as a rushing stream;

The Wusheng Old Demon's skills are strange and the demon shadows are numerous. Although he is at a disadvantage, he is difficult to kill.

During the stalemate, the aftermath of the fight between the two turned the entire sky into black and white, black and white intertwined, the wind howled, the wind and rain shook, as if it was destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

"The master is as high as the high mountains!"

Ye Qing looked at the two people fighting and sighed.

"That's what the old devil Wusheng is like." Yipo curled his lips and said, "Song Xilai is fine."

"Haha..." Ye Qing smiled and glanced at Yipou with deep meaning.

"Hey, that piece of cloud?" Suddenly, Ye Qing saw a fiery red cloud on the horizon, which unexpectedly appeared at the place where Song Xilai and the old demon Wu Sheng were fighting.

The next moment, a woman dressed in rays of light and wearing rainbow rays appeared in the fiery red clouds. The woman waved the colorful rays in her hand, and the sky was filled with rays of light, hanging down the sky and the earth.

"ah……"

The old demon Wusheng screamed miserably. In the horrified eyes of everyone, the rich demonic aura around the old demon Wusheng gradually turned into a glow, and his body also disintegrated little by little, turning into a fiery red glow, and finally completely dissipated in the between heaven and earth.

Not only the inanimate old demon, but everywhere the rays of light shine, flowers, plants, trees, mountains, rocks, rivers, birds, beasts, strange things, etc., all turn into fiery red rays of light.

"Could this be...Xiaguang woman?!" Ye Qing looked at the Xiaguang woman in the sky and said in shock.

"That should be it?!" Yipou said uncertainly.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's find a place to hide first. Don't be caught by the glow." Ye Qing pulled Li Longxiang and ran to a small hill to hide from the light and got up.

Yipou followed, looking at the glow in the sky, and swallowed his saliva.

"What is Xia Nu?" At this time, Li Longxiang scratched his head and asked.

Ye Qing replied: "Xia Nu, a natural disaster level monster, is equivalent to a human grand master warrior."

"Xia Nu is born by gathering the essence of the rays of heaven and earth. She emerges at sunset and disappears when the sky becomes dark. When she appears, the sky is filled with rays of light like a dream. All the rays of light that shine through will be assimilated by the rays of light and become part of the rays of light."

"So... scary?" Li Longxiang was startled.

"Of course it's scary. Doesn't the Wusheng old demon who didn't see the half-step master have no resistance at all under the glow of the sun?" Yipo patted Li Longxiang's head.

"Brother, do you think something will happen to Song Xilai?" Ye Qing asked curiously as he watched Song Xilai disappear in the glow of the sun.

Yipou shook his head and said firmly: "No, Song Xilai is not a dabbler like the old devil Wu Sheng."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright sword light shot up into the sky, splitting the sky into two, and Xia Nu in the sky was also chopped into pieces by the sword.

But Xia Nu was born as a descendant of Yun Xia. Yun Xia will never die, and Xia Nu will never die.

The clouds floated like blazing flames, filling the sky and lighting up almost the entire world.

"Hide well."

Seeing this, Ye Qing punched out a big hole directly in the center of the hill and got into it. Li Longxiang and Yipou also followed the same example and got in.

"Hmph, but Yixianu, you also want to kill me?"

Song Xilai flicked the long sword in his hand, and a sword clang resounded through the sky. The sharp and sharp sword energy gathered in the sky like lead clouds, overwhelming the glow of the sky.