Five miles west of Hejiabao, there is a resting pavilion.
On the ground around the pavilion, the corpses of the He family's nursing home were lying scattered. If you look carefully, you can find that these corpses were all killed by long swords. These corpses still maintain the attacking posture before death, with persistent Weapons and concealed weapons. . .
But these corpses all have one thing in common, that is, the expressions on their faces, none of them showed the look of fear when they died. It is not that these guards are not afraid of death, but because the people who took their lives were too fast with their swordsmanship and were about to reach them. Before his expression could turn into panic, he lost his life.
It was the woman in white who took their lives in the resting pavilion, with a cold expression, like a fairy, but the woman's expression at this time was not as relaxed as at the beginning of the fight.
The black hair was slightly scattered, and the snow-white clothes were stained with blood. The long and narrow sword covered with snow and frost was trembling slightly. The owner of the long sword stretched out his slender jade fingers to stop the trembling of the sword, despite his pretty face. It was still cold, but her slightly rapid breathing and rising and falling chest still showed her weakness.
Jiang Ningxue shook the Jinghong sword lightly and shook off the blood on the sword. She glanced at the crowd with murderous intent in her cold eyes and turned to the people who were approaching the pavilion step by step.
What made her so embarrassed was not the gold and silver-clad guards who had been killed by the sword. In terms of martial arts, none of these pursuers could be Jiang Ningxue's opponent in a single fight. They were just trying to stall for time. Jiang Ningxue stopped escaping and dragged the pursuing He Kui and everyone from Hejiabao around the pavilion.
She was provoked by He Kui and took action, but she did not hold back. The Jinghong Sword was directed at He Kui who made filthy words.
Seeing this, He Kui just smiled and backed away with his hands behind his back, but did not make a move. The minister of the He family, who was already in brocade clothes beside him, showed his sword and took the long sword from Jiang Ningxue's hand.
But he didn't know how sharp the Jinghong Sword was. Although the waist sword worn by He Jiabao was also made of fine iron, compared to Jinghong, it was just like a wooden sword in the hands of a child. The moment they touched each other, it was cut off by Jinghong. .
Jiang Ningxueyun was angry and ignored the He family worshiper who had broken his weapon. She stabbed He Kui in the throat with her long sword. . . There was someone on He Kui's side taking action. How could he allow Jiang Ningxue to draw out her weapon and attack from the side when Jiang Ningxue drew her sword?
Looking at He Kui's smug smile with cold eyes, Jiang Ning was unwilling to retreat and wanted to send off the sneak attack first. When she saw that the opponent was just raising his sword to resist, Jiang Ning couldn't help snorting with contempt. Having already cut off so many weapons, this worshiper actually dared to take them head on.
But when Jinghong's sword met with the opponent's weapon for a moment, Jiang Ningxue discovered that the opponent's weapon was not only not cut off by Jinghong, but was not damaged at all. Secretly frightened, Jiang Ningxue restrained her contempt and wanted to withdraw. The sword changed moves, but unexpectedly when he held the hilt to draw the move, he couldn't move the long sword in his hand.
Although she was frightened, before she could think about it, several other sacrificial swords had arrived. Jiang Ningxue could not abandon her sword, she raised her head and lowered her head to avoid the thrusts of several people. She stood up with the hilt of the sword in her hand and launched several kicks. Retreat a few people temporarily.
The moment he settled down, he felt the wind coming from his palm. Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the worshiper who had used his sword to absorb his shock was already raising his palm to attack, trying to force him to abandon his sword. . .
He immediately calmed down and used his left palm to move forward to meet the wind.
"Bang!"
The palms of the two faced each other, and the two internal forces burst out, knocking back several of the worshipers who were about to attack Jiang Ningxue. Those with lower martial arts levels were knocked over by more than ten feet by the burst of internal energy.
Jiang Ningxue only felt that the inner strength of the worshiper in front of her was unusually domineering, but she was not her opponent yet. Under the operation of the Cold Jade Art, the chill on her pretty face became even stronger, and the jade palms turned into the shape of cold jade visible to the naked eye. .
The cold air flowed into the body of the offering along the palms of the two opponents. The offering could not help but frown. The rosy complexion was instantly replaced by the cold. After just a few breaths, even the mist spat out from the mouth had instantly condensed into ice mist. shape.
He secretly said: "What a powerful cold energy technique."
The worshiper seemed to be unable to withstand the chill, so he immediately gritted his teeth and gave up the idea of continuing to entangle the sword in the hand of the cold-faced fairy. At the same time, he used his inner strength to push the fairy into the palm of his hand, which was facing him.
Jiang Ningxue saw that her goal of forcing the opponent to give up pestering her Jinghong had been accomplished, and the several He family priests who had just been knocked away by the two palms had turned back to attack again, so she took advantage of the opponent's palm force and jumped back.
Jiang Ningxue's figure in white clothes quickly retreated from the crowd in front of several people in brocade robes. She returned to the pavilion and looked at He Kui, who was watching the battle with his hands behind him.
Secretly, it was a pity that everyone in Jiang Ningxue's He Family Fort had been fighting for a long time. They originally wanted to capture the thief first, but they never thought that these He family worshipers would be so troublesome. . . Just when he was thinking about how to capture He Kui, he heard He Kui touch his palm first and speak.
"Young girl is very skilled, but it's a pity that the young man was so immovable that he allowed her to be used as a bait to lure the enemy. When I traveled across the fairy world, I had never seen such a beautiful girl. If you don't cultivate with me, one day I can return to the world." In the immortal world, you can also become an immortal by then, and we will become a couple..."
Jiang Ningxue heard such frivolous words and wanted to attack again, but after thinking about it, she saw through the other party's purpose of irritating her. She suppressed the anger in her heart and said sarcastically: "You just took away He Kui's body. It’s just a remnant soul, what qualifications do I have to make me an immortal?”
He Kui saw that the girl was not irritated by his words like before. Instead, he sarcastically called himself a remnant soul. He laughed angrily and said: "Mortals cannot recognize immortals with their naked eyes. Let you mortals see what immortals are."
He reached into his arms and took out a small porcelain bottle. When he popped the cork, a faint smell of blood floated out of the bottle, instantly permeating the surrounding area and also reaching the nostrils of everyone present.
This was not the first time Jiang Ningxue had smelled this unusually strong smell of blood. When she and Gu Xiao returned to Hejiapu after going to the Fuyuan Escort Bureau, they bumped into Xiao Yanluo and others burying the bodies of Fang Yuehua and others. The mouth of the huge linen bag was opened by Gu Xiao, and what came out was the strong smell of blood.
Holding back the nausea in her heart, Jiang Ningxue covered her nose and retreated slightly. However, she was surprised to see the worshipers approaching the pavilion with weapons in hand. They seemed to be attracted by the smell of blood that was several times stronger. What was revealed in their eyes was not disgust, but the light of greed. .
Just when Jiang Ningxue was surprised, the worshipers in brocade clothes turned around, abandoned their weapons, and crawled towards He Kui behind him, pouring out several pills from a small porcelain bottle, like vicious dogs.
Jiang Ningxue has never seen such a situation. This group of Jinyi still has the aloof appearance when they first met. They just looked at these Jinyi like wild beasts that have lost their minds, frantically grabbing He Kui from their palms and throwing them into the snow on the ground. , a pill that exudes a strong smell of blood.
He Kui, on the other hand, looked down at the salivating, greedy Jinyi people at his feet like a celestial being. He raised his eyes and spoke to the cold-faced fairy who covered his nose in a pavilion not far away and said: "He can control life and death, and seize reincarnation. They are immortals, why can immortals live for thousands of years, while others can only be like ants... Look at these people like you, your fate will be the same as theirs."
While talking, he caught a glimpse of these Jinyi who had snatched the pills and swallowed them into their stomachs. A cold smile appeared on the corner of He Kui's mouth, and he snapped his fingers. The Jinyi who were still on the ground with greedy and enjoying faces suddenly stood up, their faces suddenly filled with greed. It disappeared and was replaced by bursts of bloody energy coming out of the body.
Looking at the eyes of these Jin Yis, Jiang Ningxue was secretly shocked. There were no half-human eyes here. Even bloodthirsty beasts did not have such cold and murderous eyes.
Taking a step back, Jiang Ningxue was about to hold her sword on guard when she saw the beast-like brocade robe move. When the figure came, it no longer looked like a general fighting with him, but was already several times faster.
Just for a moment when he was distracted, these brocade clothes had dispersed and attacked from all sides of the pavilion. Jiang Ningxue's cold eyes showed a hint of surprise, and she jumped up hurriedly. When her body reached the inner beam of the pavilion, she only heard " "Crack" sound.
Following the sound, I saw that the worshipers did not hold weapons, and looked more like wild beasts. When they attacked the pavilion, they staggered and hit the pillars of the pavilion with their bodies. The cracking sound heard in the ears was exactly what these pillars made. of.
Jiang Ningxue was holding the beam with her left hand, hanging in the pavilion. She saw that the pillars supporting the pavilion below were about to break under the impact of several offerings, and the entire pavilion was on the verge of collapse. She quickly used one arm to exert force, and her right hand was shocked. Stab towards the top of the pavilion, and at the same time step on each other to gain strength, like the dancing swan of the benevolent person breaking through the thick fog, breaking through the top of the pavilion.
It was easy for Jinghong to break through the wooden beams and tiles in his hands. When he jumped out, Jiang Ningxue saw from the corner of her eye that the brocade clothes below were still in the pavilion. She stepped quickly, one using her strength and the other using the top of the pavilion. Covering the beast in brocade clothing below.
"Boom..."
Smoke and dust mixed with snow swept across the land. Jiang Ningxue fell lightly to the ground. She looked back at the collapsed pavilion and saw the group of Jinyi people who seemed to have lost their minds being crushed in it. She just breathed a sigh of relief and said to herself: " Now only He Kui is left."
But before Jiang Ningxue could let down her guard, a beast-like roar came from the collapsed pavilion. Jiang Ningxue hurriedly raised her sword to be on guard, looking coldly at the place of collapse.
The smoke and snow had not yet settled, and the ruins stood slightly. A huge shadow appeared in the collapsed place. Jiang Ningxue looked intently and saw a giant monster pushing aside the smoke and snow in front of him and appearing not far away.
The reason why it is called a monster is because it is made of flesh and blood dressed in brocade. It is more than ten feet tall and covered in disgusting mucus. On its shoulders are the distorted faces of those in brocade, but they can no longer be called human beings. Now everyone was salivating with their mouths open, and several of their eyes had no eyeballs, only the whites of their eyes, staring at Jiang Ningxue.
Shock, shock, and disgust were not enough to describe Jiang Ningxue's heart, but she heard He Kui say from a distance: "How about it, the girl is quite satisfied with the human and animal slaughter made by my secret method."
Jiang Ningxue's pretty face was solemn. She had never seen such a monster in her life. While she was still thinking about how to deal with it, the disgusting monster had already jumped over quickly. Jiang Ningxue did not expect that the monster was so huge and could move unexpectedly. So quickly, he was close in the blink of an eye. . .
A huge arm with black liquid in front of him roared towards him. Jiang Ningxue had no time to use Qinggong to dodge, so she could only block it with Jinghong. Unexpectedly, the power of this monster was so great that Jiang Ningxue felt like she was being hammered by a huge stone. Normally, the Jinghong in his hand could not withstand it, and the whole person was knocked backwards and flew forward, breaking two dead trees until his back hit the third dead tree before falling.
Before she fell to the ground, Jiang Ningxue tried her best to control her body in mid-air, landed under the tree, and stood still.
The pain in her chest and abdomen was already overwhelming, especially the severe pain that made Jiang Ningxue's figure shake. Blood flowed out from the corners of her lips, and fell drop by drop on the white clothes on her chest, like blooming winter plums, but she Still gritting his teeth and persisting, standing firm and not falling down.
Now here, Mu Yi is not here, and that person has been persuaded to leave by himself, and no one can help him. . . In order to kill those gold and silver clothes, Jiang Jiang had already used the remaining immortal power in Jinghong Sword. Although he had some insights in the mountains behind the He family, it was not as strenuous as those who had done it, but the load on his body was still there.
Faced with the attack of people and animals being slaughtered again, Jiang Ningxue no longer cared about her injured body. The coldness on her pretty face surged up, and she breathed out cold air on the Jinghong sword body. As the cold air entered the sword, Jinghong's cold light suddenly appeared. , lingering around the side of the white-clothed fairy like a living being, singing happily.
Jiang Ningxue's cold eyes were as bright as the stars, her lotus steps moved slightly, but she did not make a move. Instead, she twisted her sword finger in her hand, pointed at the Jinghong that kept lingering around her, and drank softly.
"Condensation."
As Jiang Ningxue drank softly, the seven words "Jinghong takes a photo of the world" shone like stars on the Jinghong sword, echoing the stars in Jiang Ningxue's eyes.
Jing Hong's cold light gradually rose, and the remaining immortal power in the sword dispersed, causing the figure of the man-slaughterer who attacked again to stagnate, and a few pairs of eyes full of whites showed fear. . .
Some people died, but not completely...
