When a sword is used to open the steel door, let alone the third-level monks, the fourth-level Tongxuan strongman will also feel his scalp numb.
Especially the target who has been penetrated into the body by the sword energy is equivalent to carrying a time bomb on his body, and is already a dead person.
What's even more frightening is that the bombs on the body can be thrown out, but the sword energy lurking in the target's body cannot be thrown away at all.
Kneeling on the ground, Jiuyou Huangquan has blood on his anus.
He switched back to his true form and became a skinny middle-aged man, with Kibu still bleeding.
This made him feel despair. No matter the dharma body or the main body, he could not get rid of the terrifying sword energy that was enough to open the steel door.
"I confess, I confess, I know many secrets of Sui Xin!"
The trembling Jiuyou Huangquan began to beg for mercy.
Exchanging information for a chance to survive is his only way to survive.
The so-called "Xi Xin" is a cultivator guild and the largest demon sect in Southeast Asia.
Group B of the company is mainly responsible for dealing with monsters.
As for the company's Group A, the biggest enemy is Sui Xin.
It is no longer a secret that Zhang Dekai takes control of Shushan Company. Jiuyou Huangquan is very aware of his use value and uses the information of the Demon Sect in exchange for a glimmer of hope.
In the void, a vicissitudes of voice came: "If you confess, you will be lenient, if you resist, you will be strict. You are very sensible."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiuyou Huangquan disappeared out of thin air.
When he came to his senses, he fell into a basement.
A certain man in a black trench coat who looked like an interrogation expert was looking at him seriously.
At the same time, Huangquan Road Danyu also disappeared.
The fat man stood in the alley again, and the chains on his body disappeared out of thin air.
The demon-slaying weapon fell to the ground.
He switched back to his original state and struggled to pick up the flying sword. He was extremely weak.
When the flying sword turned into silver light and formed a tattoo, a voice suddenly came to his ear: "You have penetrated the sword's intention so quickly, which is beyond my expectation. Go to the hospital for treatment first, and let's talk when you are healed."
Then, Fatty and Jianxian lost contact, as if the other party had hung up the phone.
He sat on the ground, took out his mobile phone and called An Jinghan, using his privileges as a member of Huaxi Hospital, to name Dr. An to treat him.
Soon the ambulance arrived and the fat man was lying on the stretcher. He finally had time to think about life.
What happened today was so sudden that he had to reset his future plans.
Risks also contain benefits. If it were not for the thin line between life and death, he would not have been able to integrate the sword intention and get in touch with the sword immortal.
Fatty has realized that the sword intent is equivalent to a phone number, and he still has a chance to contact Zhang Dekai.
The more contacts you make, the better the relationship becomes, and you might be able to get information that will save the Demon King.
To put it another way, that kind of connection allowed the sword fairy to save his life at a critical moment. This kind of "free powerful bodyguard" is really awesome.
When he arrived at the hospital, the fat man lay on the bed and said to Jing Jinghan, who was wearing a white coat and a mask: "I have learned a magical power, which has some therapeutic effect. I will try my own exercise treatment first. If it doesn't work, I will come back to rescue you." I."
Dr. An was very cooperative and checked the fat man's condition through the instruments.
Gradually, she was shocked.
The fat man's self-healing ability was beyond her medical knowledge.
…
This afternoon, a looming white line flew from Rongcheng to Xiling Snow Mountain.
Mortals didn't notice the white line. Only high-level monks could see it. That white line meant someone was wielding a sword.
In this era, there are two rarest magic weapons.
One is a space magic weapon. There is a joke on the Internet. If you have a space ring, you can easily earn tens of billions a year through smuggling and drug trafficking.
The other is a flying magic weapon. This kind of magic weapon is lacking in the whole world. Even fourth-level monks can only fly by plane. The better ones have private jets.
The so-called Dan Realm Zhuyan and Tongxuan Flying are very particular. The time for a fourth-level monk to fly into the sky is very limited. That kind of operation consumes so much mana that he will fall from the sky in a few minutes.
Under such historical conditions, sword cultivation is extremely special.
Because a skilled swordsman can fly with a sword!
Sword flying in online games often involves gamers stepping on a big sword, just like skateboarding.
It can only be said that cultivation limits the imagination of game designers.
The real flying with a sword is when the human sword merges into one, and the whole person turns into a sword light and flies out.
When the sword light reaches a certain speed, it looks like a thin white line.
In less than a minute, Bai Xian flew to Xiling Snow Mountain, 95 kilometers away from Chengdu, and headed straight for the Yin and Yang Realm.
In the realm of yin and yang, there is a large pass on the white sand hill of Xiling Snow Mountain.
The climate divide between the Xichuan Basin and the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is formed between Riyueping and Hongshijian, which are more than 3,000 meters above sea level.
The west has a Tibetan Plateau climate, which is cold and dry; the east has a basin climate, which is warm and humid. The warm air flow from the basin and the cold air flow from the plateau meet on Baishagang, forming a strange weather: the southeast of the ridge has clear and blue skies; while the northwest of the ridge is filled with steaming clouds and mist, making the world hazy.
The two realms are distinct and changeable, which is rare in the world, so it is called the yin and yang realm.
A barrier was formed somewhere in the Yin and Yang Realm where tourists could not see it, and a wooden house was built inside, where Snow Sword Immortal practiced his practice all year round.
The white line fell in front of the wooden house and turned into a human form. It was Zhang Dekai, the Leshan Divine Sword.
As soon as he landed, he felt the cold sword energy.
"Ahem, Xiaoxue, don't be impulsive. If you have anything to say, say it properly."
Zhang Dekai coughed dryly and kept his posture very low.
"You are willing to be a court hawk, don't drag me into the water, get out!" A cold and ruthless voice came from the wooden house.
"Don't worry, I'm not here to persuade you to surrender." Zhang Dekai said, licking his face.
"Despicable bastard, you deliberately put the demon-slaying blood on the auction house, didn't you just bully me for not having money? You used the position of vice president of the company with an annual salary of 100 million to lure me in, you are dreaming!" The voice in the wooden house became even colder. .
"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding. This misunderstanding is too big." Zhang Dekai said with a smile: "I have said before that you have no fate with the Demon Killer and Weeping Blood, otherwise I would have given it to you long ago."
"Speak directly if you have anything to say!" Xue Jianxian said impatiently.
"I'm here this time mainly to share a piece of news with you - the young man who took the photo of the demon-slaying man crying his blood turned the sword into silver."
"What?" With a cry of surprise, a white shadow flew out of the wooden house.
"If it's true or false, you'll know when you go down the mountain and take a look."
Zhang Dekai felt the cold gaze of the other party and said to himself: "To add on, the ray of sword intent I left on the demon-slaying blood was fused with that young man in just a few days."
The Snow Sword Immortal walked out of the wooden house, his face covered in white gauze, his cold eyes flickering.
Zhang Dekai was used to the other party's indifference and continued: "Xiaoxue, I heard that you went down the mountain last year and worked as a bodyguard for a big boss in the coast and earned 300 million?"
Snow Sword Immortal said coldly: "What exactly do you want to say?"
Zhang Dekai said: "If you don't want to join the company, I won't force you to do it. You are such an old friend, I will show you a way to make money. You will definitely get money if you take pictures of the guy who slays demons and weeps blood. Who are you to be a bodyguard for? If you get close to that kid, you can also study the changes in the demon-slaying and weeping blood."
Xue Jianxian became even colder: "You came all the way to tell me this, what are you worried about?"
"Xiaoxue, after all these years, you are still so rebellious."
Zhang Dekai sighed and said: "It seems that if I introduce you to be a bodyguard, you will definitely not go. Forget it, pretend I didn't tell you, I will ask the Emeishan Niu Master, maybe he is interested in that boy."
After saying that, it turned into a sword light and disappeared.
When he heard about Master Niu, Xue Jianxian's face looked uncertain under his veil.
She meditated all night, and went down the mountain early the next morning!
(End of chapter)
