A stab in the back!
Wang Fei was so far away from him and attacked from behind, how could he miss?
Only one sword was inserted, and the sword light disappeared. Zhang Shousong only felt that his hand was empty, and he saw that the figure in his hand seemed to collapse and turned into a pile of rocks. There were traces of blood hidden in the rocks.
Zhang Shousong was shocked in his heart, and his body also became weak and disappeared. A dead tree was left on the spot, which was cut in half by a sword light from a distance.
Two swords, two sneak attacks, both were cracked by the opponent, and the way to resist the sneak attacks was two sword-control techniques, both of which were sword clones.
This is a battle between swordsmen.
Zhang Shousong left his pine tree clone behind and appeared not far away with a sword in his hand.
At the same time, white dust floated down from the sky.
It started to snow in Jianzhou. The sun was shining brightly one moment, but in a blink of an eye, the sky and the earth turned into a lake, and snow fell one after another.
Zhang Shousong's face darkened and he remained motionless. Behind him, a pine tree rose from the ground with lush branches and leaves, coiling like a dragon. In the blink of an eye, it had covered a large area of the rostrum. Behind the main towering tree, countless pine trees that look like branches and trunks emerge from the soil and form a continuous patch. The pines are strong and the needles are dense, overwhelming the flowers on the ground until they are colorless.
At the same time, the fine snow particles became larger, and the north wind roared in. It suddenly felt like a heavy snowfall. It seemed to be passing through the dense pine leaves and attacking the old man standing on the treetop.
With green pines on one side and flying snow on the other, it feels like you are in the deep mountains of the north, and the human world has changed on Jianzhou Island.
Almost at the moment the snow fell, Fu Hui also pressed the pause button. The peaceful and friendly atmosphere before was swept away, and the flying snow fell, creating a sense of solemnity.
Outside the Fuhui venue, in the wider land blocked by clusters of flowers, footsteps and shouts of killing could be heard at the same time. Those sounds boiled in an instant, like a volcano erupting into the sky. Under the cover of flying snow and pine trees, it seemed that except for the sky area, the area, the human area, and the venue had instantly turned into a battlefield. The battle was fierce from the beginning, and no one knew who was fighting. The vertical and horizontal Gang Qi and Sword Qi actually penetrated the heavy snow and hit the platform below.
In this way, the talisman meeting that Long Yuan had carefully prepared for a long time was finally like an exploding pressure cooker. The lid of the pot flew off and the body of the pot was smashed. The food inside was full of food and fell to the ground. It was covered in dust and dirt, leaving only a collapsed lake. .
Beichen, as the host, sat still with no expression on his face. The rostrum made of clouds suddenly turned into thin floating clouds, with him as the center, including the podium and dozens of young people like puppets. He stood up, his face was hidden in the clouds and the lake was unclear, and only his faint voice came: "Everyone, I advise you not to go too far. This is Jianzhou, and there are immortal swords in charge. If you use power that exceeds the swordsman's, it will trigger Killed by the power of the fairy sword."
Zhang Shousong seemed to have never heard of it - who doesn't know this truth yet? He only stared at one place and said: "So the prince has been on guard for a long time? He has been on guard against old age?"
In the snow, a figure kept standing. Because of the heavy snow, his facial features were obscured. At this time, he said coldly: "Elder Zhang, do you think you have few flaws? You have a transcendent status. Sitting firmly in the VIP seat can avoid you." Round after round of screening. But everyone else is innocent, who else could it be but you? You have made many mistakes. In order to maintain your identity, you killed the disciples of Kunyu Lower Court who recognized you. How cruel and stupid?"
Zhang Shousong was startled and said: "When did I...now that I have figured it out, your Excellency is no longer the prince of Snow Mountain?"
The figure wiped his face slightly, and a layer of makeup that looked like human skin fell off, revealing a completely different face. He looked much older than Wang Fei, with dark skin and a weathered look. He said, "Since you know How can you, an old thief like you, put the heir of my family in danger when you are here? Old thief, please show your true face, and let me see which bastard among the turtle bandits you are?"
He spoke so harshly, Zhang Shousong narrowed his eyes and said: "It turns out that he is General Mei from the Four Peaks of the Snow Mountain. He is indeed a mainstay. Your mansion is so generous. But General, I should have been hit by my sword just now." Right? Why do you have to pretend that nothing happened?" He moved his eyes to the other person's ribs, as if to see the wound covered by the flying snow that bloomed like a red plum.
General Mei did not deny it, and shouted: "Compared to fighting on the front line, what are the wounds to the skin and flesh from a sneak attack by rats?" Suddenly, with a pinch, the wind and snow in front of him began to solidify, and countless snow particles were mixed together, turning into a mountain in the wind. The shape can be regarded as a veritable snow mountain.
It's just that the thickest part of the snow-capped mountains is the mountain body, but this mountain made of snow has only the shape of a mountain. The thin layer of floating snow is like a shadow puppet, which can be broken with a poke.
"Snowy mountains - collapse."
The shadow of the snow-capped mountains immediately pressed down——
There's an avalanche!
No one knows why the floating snow can avalanche this time, but once it falls, it instantly becomes an avalanche. The floating snow is wrapped in a hundred times the amount of snow particles and ten thousand times the amount of air, and is crushing down with a sudden force. Under the avalanche, even the air was filled with a sense of suffocating destruction.
boom!
The avalanche hit the green pine trees, and the almost weightless avalanche instantly flooded the pine forest. Except for the tallest pine tree, the other pine trees were almost defenseless. They were instantly submerged in the snow, bent and shattered.
Really overwhelmed!
Zhang Shousong, who was standing on the treetop, could not withstand the heavy collapse pressure. He fell from the tree, touched his body with his hands, sat down and sighed. Only the branches of the big pine tree behind him were weighed down by the snow, almost touching the ground, but never bent. Only the green color of the tree was submerged in the white snow.
This large-scale collapse has been going on for a long time, and the pine forest on the ground has been completely wiped out, except for the one in the middle that remains standing.
"Swordsmanship - longevity pine."
It can be seen that during the collapse, pine trees continue to shed pine needles, branches, and even layers of bark. However, as the layers of bark fall off, the old bark passes away, and new bark is born underneath, making the pine tree more and more lush. The trunk of the tree does not grow upwards, but leans out to the side. Its roots are intertwined, like an old man with a hunchback. He looks old and energetic.
Eventually, the collapse stopped, and the snowflakes in the sky could no longer continue. It gradually cleared up, and countless snowflakes covering the pine trees fell. Before they hit the ground, they turned into water and dissipated in the air, finally revealing the true color of the pine trees.
In this confrontation between offense and defense, although the attackers were aggressive and the defenders were shaky, in the end it was the defenders who persisted to the end.
Moreover, although the attacker was fierce just now, he is calm now, but after all, he can no longer cover the wounds of the assassination. The blood rushes into the white snow, and the eyes are scarlet. General Mei's expression is calm and his heart is resolute, but his face can't help but turn a little pale. .
With his physique, the wounds should have healed on their own, but Zhang Shousong's sword had another mystery. The sword he stabbed with was meant to kill him immediately. Even though it only scratched a little, it didn't heal easily.
Although Zhang Shousong was under pressure at this time, he became older and stronger after surviving it. The branches of the pine branches were like dragon claws, and his offensive and defensive shapes changed in an instant.
"General Mei, your sword is so powerful. You can actually display such swordsmanship against the suppression of Jianzhou. Did you mobilize the power of your main sword? The Snow Mountain Palace put in a lot of effort." Zhang Shousong leaned against the pine tree and spoke. He procrastinated while listening to the shouts of death outside. The sounds kept coming and going, and it was obvious that the battle was still going on. If there is an exchange of offense and defense inside, the battle outside also comes to a stalemate.
This battle still has to be fought.
General Mei smiled coldly, but Beichen, who was sitting idle next to him, suddenly said: "Zhang Shousong, it's really you."
Zhang Shousong was stunned for a moment and said: "Of course it's me, who am I? Do you think I have a fake face like this one? I would like to have this ability. Your face is very easy to use. , where did you get it?”
Beichen frowned slightly, doubts flashed by, and then said: "It doesn't matter now. As an elder of the Kunyu Sword Sect, you are rebelling. Are you and everyone in your sect all the remnants of the turtle bandits?"
Zhang Shousong said with a smile: "Rebellion? What kind of rebellion? Rebellion designated by the imperial court? When did the imperial court take charge of Kungang Mountain? At most, we and Long Yuan... and the Snow Mountain King did it on the top of the mountains. Although You are a little more vigilant inside, and you are probably prepared outside, but it is still not enough. Listen—"
He pointed outside, and there were continuous screams, "Your students are being slaughtered, and the elite soldiers of the palace are being consumed. My helpers will attack soon, and then the world will be reversed, and we will be the kings." , you are bandits."
In fact, just by listening to the screams, you can't tell which side has the upper hand. It's just Zhang Shousong's heart-wrenching words. Moreover, he is full of confidence and talks eloquently, which means to give guidance: "Seeing that you have regrets, I Let me give you a chance. Our main target today is Long Yuan. If the Snow Mountain Palace withdraws, we will let you go and will not pursue you, so that you will not be buried with Long Yuan in all your glory and wealth."
Zhang Shousong's nonsense even shocked General Mei, who endured his injuries. He said in disbelief: "You just took action and assassinated our prince, wasn't it?"
Zhang Shousong did not blush and said confidently: "Actually, we assassinated the Crown Prince mainly to frame Long Yuan. We have no ill intentions towards the Crown Prince himself. As long as you withdraw, we will still be good friends..."
General Mei opened his eyes wide and shouted: "Fart!" Regardless of the wounds on his body, he stabbed with his sword and it was as solid as a mountain!
Zhang Shousong was also as tall as a pine. He stretched out his hand and waved his sword. The pine trees behind him were swaying and he continued: "Since you don't listen to my advice, let's go together. Why should Zhang be afraid..."
He was talking nonsense, but the battle was extremely fierce. At the same time, in the center of the sky, dozens of people were surrounding Zhu Yang, forming a strange aura, as if they were in another world. Beichen's eyes never left these people, and the clouds around him blindly protected their figures. It seemed that until now, his goal was still to maintain order in the venue.
Just heard a loud noise. It was as if someone was shouting in unison. The voice came from behind, and Beichen also turned his head.
Suddenly, a dark cloud came over my head.
The mountain fell!
Over Jianzhou, a mountain peak appeared out of thin air and plummeted downwards!
The target is - the students around Zhu Yang!
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Department, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
