dark night.
I can't see my fingers.
The far west.
In a dilapidated hut.
Zhang Sloppy suddenly woke up from his nightmare, sat up, was in a daze for a moment, then got out of bed and lit the oil lamp on the table.
The sleeve on his right arm was empty, showing how earth-shattering the battle a year ago was.
The sword fairy lost his arm and fell off a cliff and disappeared.
Zhang Slutty did not die after all. With his strong will to survive, he barely managed to save his life.
Unfortunately, the hand holding the sword was severed, and the meridians and the five sacred treasures in the body were also severely damaged. Although he saved his life, his cultivation level was not good enough.
This is also the reason why Zhang Sulu has never returned to the Central Plains.
He knew that as long as he showed up, the scholar in Tianyu Palace would probably notice something. In this Western Region, almost nothing could be hidden from the scholar's eyes.
"Brother Zhang?"
At this moment, outside the room, a woman walked quickly, opened the door and walked in. She asked with concern, "Did the injury relapse again?"
The woman lived next door, and when she noticed the lights on Jian Chi's side, she immediately got out of bed and came over to ask.
"No."
In the wooden house, Zhang Sloppy shook his head and replied, "I had a dream, so I woke up."
"Brother Zhang, are you homesick?" The woman looked at the sloppy man in front of her and said softly.
"Home?"
Zhang Sloppy was stunned for a moment, and a certain boy's face that deserved a beating flashed subconsciously in his mind, and then he nodded slightly and said, "A little bit, indeed."
"Brother Zhang's injury hasn't healed yet. Let's wait for some time."
The woman said with concern, "In a few days, I will go to the town to buy some herbs to treat Brother Zhang's injuries."
"No."
Zhang Slutty said calmly, "I will be leaving in the next few days."
"So anxious?"
The woman was surprised and said, "But Brother Zhang's injury has not recovered yet."
"It's out of the way."
Zhang Slutty said softly, "My injury won't heal in a while, and it's useless to delay it any longer."
"But."
The woman looked anxious and was about to say something else when she was interrupted.
"Thank you for taking care of me these days. The younger members of the family are still waiting for me. I can't feel relieved. I really have to leave." Zhang Sloppy looked at the woman in front of him and said seriously.
The woman's expression changed and she wanted to stop her, but she didn't know what to say. After a long while, she sighed softly and said, "When are you going to leave, Brother Zhang?"
"Tomorrow or"
Zhang Sultan had just said half a sentence when his body suddenly trembled and he looked towards the east with a look of shock on his face.
what happened?
The sword intent he left on that girl!
Li Yuan.
The inner court.
Huang Quan and Hongzhu looked in shock.
The moment Hei Feng struck at Li Youwei, the sword-mad man who buried his sword in the past suddenly exploded in the present.
The sword is like a torrent.
It is majestic and endless, shaking the heaven and the earth.
Visible to the naked eye, the sword energy surged out of Li Youwei's body, with unparalleled sword pressure, cutting through the entire night.
Within a short distance, Heifeng wanted to avoid it, but it was already too late.
At the critical moment, Heifeng used all his true energy to protect his vital points.
"ah!"
Thousands of sword energy passed through Heifeng's body one after another, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood flowers, which was shocking to the world and shocking to the people.
"boom!"
With the impact of the sword energy, Heifeng's figure flew out and crashed into the high wall of the courtyard. He was covered in blood and was extremely miserable.
Outside the inner courtyard, Heifeng staggered to steady his figure, turned around and ran away without any hesitation.
When Huang Quan saw this, he immediately chased after him.
"Stop chasing."
Hongzhu said in a deep voice, "Youwei's safety is important. You are not as fast as him, so you can't catch up."
Moreover, no one knows if the royal family has any other back-up plans. Compared to Youwei's safety, nothing else is important.
Hearing this, Huang Quan stopped and looked at the man in black who was walking away, his eyes full of anger.
Under the porch.
A trace of blood fell from Li Youwei's mouth. Apparently, Heifeng had just taken action and was still injured.
Ordinary people are too fragile in front of the great cultivators of the Five Realms. If Jian Chi hadn't buried the sword, Li Youwei's injury today would have been more than just spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Hongzhu stepped forward, stretched out her hand to check his pulse, then handed over a pill and said, "Youwei, take it."
"Um."
Li Youwei nodded, took the elixir, and drank it.
"How is the eldest lady's injury?" Huang Quan asked with concern.
"It's nothing serious, just rest for a few days." Hongzhu replied.
"Now what?"
Huang Quan breathed a sigh of relief and asked.
"What else can I do? Inform the landlord and fight tooth for tooth!" Hongzhu's eyes flashed with anger and she said coldly.
Outside Li Garden.
Black Wind staggered away.
He was covered in blood and seriously injured.
Not knowing if anyone was chasing him from behind, Heifeng didn't dare to stop and ran away in the direction of the palace.
He knew that as long as he entered the palace, he would be safe.
on the street.
So quiet.
The black wind figure passed by so fast.
As Hongzhu said, the speed of Black Wind cannot be matched by Huangquan.
but.
Just because Huang Quan can't catch up doesn't mean that others can't.
End of street.
When Heifeng hurriedly ran for his life, an ancient sword flew through the air and blocked the front with a loud bang.
The awe-inspiring righteousness is surging.
Heifeng looked shocked and immediately changed direction, not daring to stop.
However.
Just as Heifeng was about to escape, the surrounding world suddenly became as heavy as a quagmire, and the awe-inspiring righteousness filled the air, blocking his retreat.
Normally, such a move might not be able to trap Hei Feng, but now that Hei Feng was seriously injured and his strength was severely restricted, facing the cage that locked the world, his pace was obviously slower.
This is enough.
In the dark night, a young figure in Confucian robes came with murderous intent, and the coldness in his eyes made people shudder.
Heifeng obviously recognized the person in front of him, and his expression changed.
Wind blows.
Bai Wangyu moved and reached out to pull out the Taiyi Sword on the ground. The true energy around his body rushed into Shenzang, and his cultivation level was fully activated.
The violent and abnormal aura of righteousness swept through the world, and the Confucian disciple was furious, showing a terrifying cultivation level.
With the blessing of secret techniques, the divine treasure roared. In an instant, Bai Wangyu rushed in front of Heifeng and slashed with his sword, his murderous intent shaking the sky.
"boom!"
In a hurry, Heifeng turned his palms to take the attack, his true energy hit, and the corners of his mouth turned red again.
The aftermath came back, and Bai Wangyu took all his remaining energy and refused to take a step back. He turned his left hand and slapped the former on the chest.
"Well!"
Heifeng received a hard palm and took several steps back. Before he could take a breath, Tai Yi's sword came forward again.
Bai Wangyu, who was going crazy, abandoned all defenses and launched an offensive like a violent storm, not giving anyone in front of him any chance to escape.
The promises of the past were still vivid in his mind, but today, Li Yuan suffered this disaster. The anger in Bai Wangyu's heart could not be suppressed and could no longer be suppressed.
"boom!"
With a palm strike from his right hand, the two palms collided, and Heifeng's figure slipped out a few steps, vomiting blood.
Ahead, Bai Wangyu accepted all the injuries and rushed forward again, the sword edge falling, and the attack was endless.
Dragons have inverse scales, and those who touch them will die. Today, the great Confucian disciple who is benevolent, virtuous, and obedient, finally got really angry, risked his life, and vowed to kill the person in front of him!
Under the dark night.
The more Heifeng fought, the more frightened he became, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became. Before death, even a great practitioner of the Five Realms could not face it calmly.
"boom!"
Once again, Bai Wangyu took a hard blow, and the sword in his hand penetrated directly into the former's chest, bringing out a waterfall of miserable blood.
"I am……"
Black Wind was so frightened that he forced the war to break off, hoping to reveal his identity to save his life.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
There was no room for timidity in a battle between masters. Moreover, he was facing Bai Wangyu, a Confucian who had thousands of years of martial arts experience.
A momentary flaw.
Bai Wangyu moved, his sword moved, Taiyi's sword passed by, his eyes were illuminated by cold light, and his throat was sealed with one sword.
With a bang, Heifeng fell down, blood staining the ground beneath him.
Bai Wangyu put away his sword, turned around and left without saying a word.
