Suzaku, one of the four spirits in the sky, has a fiery red color. Suzaku Academy lives up to its name and is gradually dyed red. However, this red is not fiery red, but blood red.
"Third brother, I'm afraid we are really in doom this time..."
"Well...if we risk our lives, can we have a chance to help Jiang Shaoxia break out of the siege?"
"how?"
"Oh, if we can help him get out, or find reinforcements, level this place, and rescue the Netherworld Young Hero, it can be regarded as avenging our Wuxiang Sect. After all, we have suffered more than ten years more than them. Mi, you are much stronger than them, and if you can save two people, you will die without any regrets."
"...Okay! As a brother, you will accompany me through life and death. Even if you go to hell, it doesn't matter!"
Jiang Yichen didn't know about this conversation between the two, not because he couldn't hear it, but because they didn't even speak, so why did they have this exchange? ——Eye.
The three of them were in decline, and the gangsters in Danxia Villa stepped up their offensive. However, Zhang San and Situ Zhong's hard fight made the three of them move forward more than ten feet.
The situation seemed to have tilted towards the three of them. At this moment, the remaining five courtyard directors with slightly higher combat power launched a long-planned attack. The courtyard directors Zhen and Gen used their best to restrain Situ Zhong and Jiang Yichen. The chiefs of Xun and Duiyuan pretended to attack Zhangsan, but the chief of Qianyuan hid at the end and gave Zhangsan a fatal blow.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
When Da Biao's bloodthirsty ax fell towards Zhang San, the five of them were all convinced that their plan would succeed.
When Jiang Yichen saw this scene, he panicked, and his body slowed down. He was hit hard on the cheek by Heizi, the director of Zhonggenyuan. He immediately covered his head and turned around. When he was confused, Hengjian blocked it. A heavy hammer, but it was difficult to block the unknown liquid that splattered.
I felt a warmth on my face, and I barely opened my eyes, seeing blood in my vision.
Where is Zhangsan? He seemed to have fallen to the ground. Could it be that something unexpected had happened? !
The sound of sharp weapons still clanging has not stopped, and the blurry and shaking figure in front of him should be Situ Zhong, waving the sword guard in his hand to protect him and Zhang San, but the figure seems a little thin and swaying.
"Situ!" A heartbreaking roar sounded, and it was Zhang San's voice.
Looking again, Zhang San had already stood up and blocked Situ Zhong with his stick.
He wiped his eyes lightly with his left hand and felt a little sticky. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the back of his hand was bright red.
"Young Master Jiang, if you can escape with your life, please avenge my Wuxiang Sect..." At some point, Situ Zhong fell in front of him, his face was pale and bloodless, his lips were chapped, and he spat out weakly. After a few words, he closed his eyes tiredly. The knife in his right hand slipped quietly, and his left hand, no, his left arm, was cut off! It was already a bloody mess.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a roar in Jiang Yichen's ears! The world seemed to be still at this moment, and my mind went blank at first, and then figures and faces flashed in front of my mind, and countless thoughts emerged.
Yin Niang, the baby has been out for so long, I wonder if your mother is still well? The child wants to go back and see his mother.
Mom and dad, my child hasn't found you yet, and I don't even know the names of my two parents... How could my child be so unfilial?
Uncle Ren, Chen'er promised not to embarrass you and will fight for you, right?
Old man, Chen'er has not completed the task you gave Chen'er, and I don't know if he can do it. Chen'er... No matter what, Chen'er will not let you down!
Brother Murong, my younger brother hasn’t even had a drink with you yet, will you blame me? I'm sure you'll curse me a lot, so I'd better go back and get drunk with you.
…
You Ming, you came here to help me. I saw that you were captured by Qin Dahai, but there was nothing you could do. I... will save you now!
Brother Situ, I will definitely live up to your trust!
In the blink of an eye, thousands of thoughts, thousands of ideas, Jiang Yichen's empty eyes gradually became cold and sharp!
With one move, the formation was broken, cold light spread out, and the minions surrounding him were dispersed by the concussive sword energy.
For a moment, everyone was stunned. The young man in front of them stood up with his sword drawn, disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and covered in blood. Anyone could see that he was at the end of his strength, but no one dared to step forward, just because The violent energy exuded by this person was too frightening, and the trembling sword in the young man's hand seemed to be able to hear his low voice.
There are rumors that if a swordsman can reach the state where the sword and man are one, and they are connected with the sword, the sword will understand the person's thoughts and whisper in agreement.
Only Zhang San, who was standing aside, saw the moment Jiang Yichen turned around and used the Broken Sword Style. He took out some remaining Huoluo Powder, Buxue Powder, Jinchuang Medicine and other medicinal powders after distributing them to the three of them, and ignored them. , swallowing all the food in his mouth, and at this time, he should take advantage of the situation to delay time and digest the power of the medicine.
"Fuck me! What are you afraid of?" Heizi, who had just fought with Jiang Yichen, shouted. He was obviously frightened by Jiang Yichen's sudden change of momentum, but there were still about two hundred of them, how could they be beaten by this little kid? To bluff him, he wanted to instigate everyone to attack together, in order to encourage himself.
After everyone was stunned for a moment, they must have made some calculations in their minds, thinking that Jiang Yichen was just bluffing, and they all tried to cheer themselves up. Then several people set out at the same time, waving giant hammers, giant axes, and shovels to greet him.
A cold light flashed across like a shooting star, and Jiang Yichen was no longer where he was.
Wherever the meteor passed, the few minions who moved forward fell to the ground one by one. Accompanying them was Heizi, the head of Genyuan who had just spoken out to encourage everyone. Blood slowly flowed out from their throats. They were lucky to not feel the pain and lost their breath.
The fallen flowers were colorful and the youth was everywhere. As a gorgeous sword energy spread out, several minions first felt their hands slow down and their bodies stagnant. Then there was a slight chill in their throats. They had no time to shout out, and then One by one they fell to the ground dead.
The rising sun ushered in the morning, and it should have been shining brightly, but against the backdrop of the bright red patches, it was as gorgeous and magnificent as the sunset. It was as if there was only one sword dance left in the world, singing softly.
If the four people just now were like Shura who were bloodthirsty and slaughtered in this world, then Jiang Yichen at this time was a demon who broke free from the shackles of hell and came to this world to seek life!
"Ghost...ghost!"
"This...this person is a devil! Run away!"
"Don't...don't kill me..."
In the face of fear, everyone had long lost their previous aura of looking forward to death, and many minions were screaming and losing consciousness. Xiao Ran, the director of Duiyuan, saw that several people who were also the director of the courtyard were killed one after another, leaving only him and Da Biao. , fearing that Jiang Yichen would attack him next, he also abandoned his helmet and armor and fled. With the courtyard chief taking the lead, those who were timid and cherished their lives fled away.
However, as several waves of surging sword energy flew out, people still fell down one after another. It was obvious that no one wanted to let go of this devil.
Da Biao, who had been avoiding Jiang Yichen's gaze, suddenly caught a glimpse of the other party's eyes locked on him. He staggered, as if his feet were weak and he was unsteady, and then the big man with a strong back and strong waist could not help but tremble.
He didn't want to die yet. He couldn't die so cowardly. He wanted to fight back. His trembling left hand reached into his arms and took out the finely wrapped red pill. However, before he could put it into his mouth, he took it out. The hand holding the elixir was no longer in his hand. Yes, his entire left hand had disappeared from his wrist, leaving only a patch of blood. He thought he was treated differently from those minions and would have the chance to scream. , there was a chance to feel the pain, but in the next moment, I felt a chill on my neck, and then I stopped breathing, and all distracting thoughts disappeared.
Is this Dali Pill?
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yichen still pocketed the pills and raised his sword to continue killing.
In less than a moment's time, there were dozens more corpses on the ground of Zhuque Yuan, and blood flowed into rivers.
"Young Master Jiang, Third Brother Zhang!" A crisp shout came from the gate of Suzaku Courtyard, and Hongque, Xunbao and others rushed over.
"Thank God, it's not too late. We..."
"Brother Zhang San... and Brother Situ are left to you."
After Hong Que saw Zhang San and Jiang Yichen still standing in the distance, he breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could finish his emotion, he was interrupted by Jiang Yichen.
After saying a few words and identifying the direction in which Qin Dahai had just left, Jiang Yichen hurriedly left the Suzaku Courtyard.
Tai Chi Square is the core of the entire Danxia Villa. Several cauldrons of alchemy furnaces are separated in it. The most central place is the largest alchemy furnace in the whole martial arts. It is called Qiankun. There are many kinds of elixirs that can be refined in it. Because of this The furnace's elixirs are even more numerous.
At this time, the Qiankun furnace had been warmed for some time, and a lot of medicinal herbs must have been thrown into it. The strong medicinal fragrance was permeating the air. Qin Dahai was sitting cross-legged in front of him, with a lot of medicinal herbs and books placed in front of him, and he was flipping through the pages. While he was tinkering, the unconscious young man in black lying beside him was You Ming.
Jiang Yichen searched for the scent of medicine and finally found it here.
"Humph, you're here to do physical medicine too? You should still be a boy, that's not bad, haha." Qin Dahai heard the footsteps behind him, stretched, yawned, and stood up lazily.
Jiang Yichen, who had seen Qin Dahai's skills, did not dare to neglect, and was always alert to the opponent's sudden attack. His eyes glanced at the red pill that was already in his hand. Does it have a ten-year lifespan?
