More than three hundred corpses lay scattered on the ground. Their bodies were covered with horrific wounds that were deep enough to reach the bones. The blood had dried, their faces were deathly gray, and their eyes were still staring.
This is what Xin Zhuo and Yuchi Shuowanlie saw after walking for an hour. The scene was shocking.
"This is the person among the thousand warriors who entered the Heavenly Sect who did not understand the meaning of the sword and was killed by the sword's intention."
Yuchi Shuowanlie squatted down, closed the eyes of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, and said with a wry smile: "This is a group of people who are full of hope for the future, and just like the prince said, they will climb up step by step, but How can things in this world be so easy?"
"It's not all about sword intent."
Xin Zhuo squatted in front of the corpse of a thirty-year-old woman who still had charm. On her body, in addition to the knife marks, there was also a strange scratch. This did not seem to be an attack from a warrior.
Yuchi Shuowanlie came over in surprise, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Is there a monster here?"
"monster……"
Xin Zhuo stood up and walked towards the opposite side, in front of a mountain wall that was very different from other cliffs. He saw a line of ancient seals carved on the flat mountain wall, which he barely recognized:
"Yin Kaishan of the Nineteenth Realm of Tianmen Mountain has worked hard to cultivate and kill the sixth-level immortal Qingshan Fu to avenge the humiliation of his wife! One day, he will kill the Qingshan Sect and remember it to make his ambition clear!
Dayan Jingyun’s seventeenth year! "
Although it is only a few lines, it fully expresses the love and hatred among ancient warriors and the cruelty of the ancient world of cultivators full of fantasy.
"Jingyun's seventeenth year, Dayan?" Yuchi Shuowanlie came to the side at some point and said in surprise: "Jingyun is the second reign name of Emperor Xianzong of Dayan, more than 950 years ago... Year! It turns out that this mountain stream was created by this monk from Yankai Mountain."
Couldn't it be Mr. Qingshan who made it?
Sixth level earth immortal? Nineteen realms of yin deficiency, when will this practice of martial arts come to an end?
Xin Zhuo stared at the handwriting for a while and felt that it was meaningless. The words "Xiao Ming came here for a visit" and "Li Gang loves Zhang Lan" left in the scenic spot in his previous life may have similar effects thousands of years later.
When he turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly felt a chill, as if he was being stared at by something scary. He immediately turned around and saw a head sticking out from behind the stone wall, like a pineapple cap with a bunch of red hair on top. Blood red eyes, sharp teeth.
He looked like a child of five or six years old, but with his strange appearance, he was obviously not a child.
"These hundreds of people must have been killed by this monster, let's go!"
Yuchi Shuowan Lie also saw it, whispered something, and rushed away.
However, the child was faster and seemed to teleport in front of the two of them, unable to dodge or dodge at all.
The two of them couldn't help but feel numb for a while, but they saw the "child" sniffing Xin Zhuo and rushing towards Yuchi Shuowanlie with an "ouch".
Xin Zhuo was a little confused.
Yuchi Shuowanlie frowned slightly, waved his hand and saw a shadow of the mountains and forests. He was already ten feet away, walking through the shadows of trees to reach the mid-air, stretched out his hand and said: "Go with the sword!"
"Buzz——"
Dozens of tree shadows instantly turned into lifelike swords, heading straight for the "child".
The child didn't seem to be afraid at all, and went faster. In the blink of an eye, he shuttled through the forest of sword shadows and arrived at Yuchi Shuowanlie's chest. He punched Yuchishuowanlie's heart with a small fist, rolling up a sword shadow of dozens of feet.
This weird fighting method was beyond the latter's understanding, and he didn't care about Xin Zhuo anymore. He exclaimed and walked into the distance with dense tree shadows.
Children screamed and chased.
Soon, the "child" and Yuchi Shuowan Lie disappeared behind layers of cliffs in the distance.
Xin Zhuo looked at the terrible marks left by the fight between the two and scratched the corner of his mouth. So why didn't the "child" attack him?
Just when he didn't know where to go, or to chase after him, he suddenly became wary and ducked dozens of feet away. When he looked back, he saw dozens of sword marks where he was standing, densely intertwined, and deeply pinched into the stone. Now, if you take a step too slowly, you may end up dead.
Not far away stood a young man, tall and strong, with a handsome face, but with a sneer at the corner of his mouth and eyes full of murderous intent.
This is obviously not a monster! Targeting yourself like this, the master of Baiheqiu?
Little Venerable Realm! Judging from the smell, it is very mellow, I am afraid it has been in the country for a long time.
"You are quite astute, no wonder you can become the King of the West Qin County!"
The young man smiled faintly and raised two fingers, "After your death, mention my name, Jihai, the third generation disciple of Baiheqiu!"
Gently twitching his fingers, fifty or sixty sword shadows with extreme sharpness and sword power, carrying the manic martial arts momentum, seemed to be wandering between heaven and earth, ignoring all obstacles, roaring towards him.
Xin Zhuo also had a desire to try and fight for his life. He flicked his fingers, and the true treasure of his life whirled and spun out in a flash, covering a twenty-foot radius with blood.
The terrifying nature of his true treasure cannot be resisted by ordinary great masters.
However, Jihai's eyes were full of teasing: "The Grand Master cannot compete with the Venerable! Ridiculous true treasure!"
"Buzz——"
Before Xin Zhuo's true treasure of life could be fully deployed, he was surrounded by dozens of phantom mountains transformed by strange and indescribable earth elements. Many towering trees quickly sprouted in the mountains, and the branches of the big trees twisted and rotated. , shining with golden light, entangled in chaos.
This is the general trend of the world of martial arts in the Venerable Realm!
The sword shadow is the martial art of Jihai, and the earth potential, wood potential and metal potential are the general trends generated by his five elements of true energy condensing the Sumeru roots!
This person has at least reversed the three five elements of metal, wood, and earth!
Straightforward realm suppression!
Moreover, when being kited, it is difficult for you to see where he is, but you are endlessly entangled by his momentum!
It was like being kited when Zhao Ling of the Spirit Sword Sect was first encountered.
This has nothing to do with your talent or means!
Don't fight forcefully, even if you barely hurt the opponent, your life will be over.
Xin Zhuo looked around, quickly analyzed where to escape, found a secret place to try to share the spirit sacrifice, and then entered the country.
But he heard the sword cry of "Xiu Xiu" coming from above his head. When he looked up, he saw the shadows of dozens of swords stabbing down from above.
The Venerable Realm is so terrifying? ?
I have met many venerables in the past, but I have never really fought against them or seen them do it.
Seeing that the sword shadow above his head was about to kill him, he immediately used his true treasure, the blood knife, to cut through the branches, trees and mountain shadows around him, dig out a "crack", and quickly got out.
However, just after escaping from the scope of the general trend of heaven and earth, the body was once again blocked by the three general trends of metal, wood and earth, and the sword shadow came behind him again.
Can't run away, can't hide.
A trace of anger arose in Xin Zhuo's heart, and he controlled his true treasure blood sword, dyeing a thirty-foot radius red. The shadow of the sword was divided into three parts, three parts into hundreds, whizzing back and forth, slashing randomly.
The three general trends were in chaos in an instant, and even the group of sword shadows were a bit chaotic.
Then he jumped out and changed nine directions in succession like a ghost. Without stopping, he changed nine directions again...
After burning the incense, I didn’t know where I was. Three small streams intersected together, and there were lush mountain grass and colorful flowers in the distance. The scenery was beautiful.
And the master of Baiheqiu named Jihai behind him was thrown to nowhere.
Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a burst of laughter coming from the opposite side. A pretty girl put her snow-white feet in the water to take a bath, causing a splash of water, but she was not afraid of the remaining knife intent in the water.
He tilted his head and looked at him: "You can't run away, kid! We've been looking for you for a long time."
