Chang Si thought that he didn't dare to think of going out to face the female killer in advance, it was just seeking death.
He first carefully recalled all the conversations he had just had with the old Taoist, not missing a single word, and deeply impressed them all in his mind, leaving them to be slowly figured out later, and then he calmed down to appreciate the benefits that the old Taoist had left for him.
He has honed a skill in the business world. No matter how bad the situation is, or when he is excited, he can quickly calm down and think about the problem.
As the old Tao left, the bright light in his mind dissipated, and the blurred figure merged with the darkness.
Twelve pale golden elegant characters appeared in the darkness, breaking into the beast prison, seizing opportunities, entering the mountain gate, and finding a way to make a living.
It uses Chinese traditional Chinese characters, which only exist for a moment and then disappear quietly.
Chang Siguo blinked hard. This was the old Taoist's guidance on his future direction.
The meaning couldn't be more obvious. In such a sneaky and shameful way, he didn't feel that the old man was making a fuss and being too careful. Everything that related to life and death was not a trivial matter, and no matter how cautious he was, he couldn't be too cautious.
The veteran's actions made him even more alert.
I am mentally prepared for the dangers I will face in the future.
After pondering for a moment, he sighed. Even if he no longer wanted to face the beast prison, it seemed that he had to break into it.
After living in Sihuang City for such a long time, he had heard a lot about the ferocity of the Beast Prison, even if he didn't ask specifically about it. That place was equally dangerous to all cultivators from the Four Kingdoms.
Entering it will definitely lead to a narrow escape from death.
If you go through the test of the beast prison and come out alive, you will have a chance to be accepted by the mountain cultivating sect.
For this reason, there was a wave of craze in the Four Kingdoms back then. All the cultivators with good qualifications and good family backgrounds gathered in groups to break into the Beast Prison so that they could join the Immortal Sect, bring glory to their families, and find a job for themselves. A bright future.
Later, due to the heavy casualties, no matter how many powerful guards the children of the aristocratic family brought, it was useless.
No matter how you die, you can't stop it.
In the Beast Prison, personal origin is not a concern, only strength and luck are concerned.
Slowly, the Beast Prison opened and became an adventure place for cultivators whose qualifications were not favored, disciples of fallen sects, and casual cultivators looking for opportunities. Occasionally, cultivators at the peak of the Solid Realm would enter, but definitely not many. Everyone has their own reasons, and they have no choice but to enter the beast prison.
Chang Siguo pondered his thoughts and soon settled down to understand again.
About ten breaths later, a sword light suddenly appeared in the darkness, very slowly, like a half-curved crescent moon rising in the night. The sword light was bright and condensed, leaving behind a trailing shadow of the sword light, as thin as a cicada's wing, and heavy. Overlapping and sliding through the air.
This knife fell into the depths of darkness, stirring up violent waves in my mind one after another, with great force.
The rumble of thunder echoed in the endless open space for a long time.
Chang thought about the blurry figure, which was submerged three times and was on the verge of collapse. When the sea calmed down, the figure became a little more transparent, but still stood upright in the dark void. The moment the sword light appeared, he had already sunk into the cracked sky pointed by the old Taoist. Magical and mysterious mood.
Time passes slowly.
Wait until a faint light flashes in the darkness, hitting the thin figure, the figure disappears, and the mind is empty, Chang comes back to his senses after a thought.
He was still holding the hilt of the knife with his palm, standing in the snow, facing the female killer who was five feet away with a stiff face and a face as white as paper.
The cold wind on the snowy night is still there, but the atmosphere is no longer desolate.
Chang Siguo could feel that the bloody fist surface of his left hand and the open and fleshy wounds on his arm were itching and improving rapidly. The blocked wounds in his body had recovered, and the flow of breath was unimpeded.
He closed his eyes a little tiredly, just realizing the mysterious killing with the sword consumed a lot of his concentration.
Furthermore, he was about to face an unfathomable Three Tribulation Killer. He would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. He had to pretend to be decent. He was also very unsure whether he could finish off his opponent with the next slash.
He only had time to understand the sword, and the time was up when he had a little experience.
He deeply despised the irresponsibility of the old man.
No wonder the eight time-traveling seniors before him died unexpectedly, all caused by the old Taoist.
"explain"
The black-robed female killer's face was covered with a man's skin, and her voice was colder and unpleasant than the cold wind in the snowfield.
Chang Siguo also admired the old Taoist's magical power in his heart. He went back and forth in his mind for a long time, and the outside world just passed for a moment. He took a few hard breaths, opened his eyelids, and half-closed them to prevent the female killer from getting away from him. His eyes revealed his true and false nature, and he said, "Why did you choose me to join Can Ye?"
In fact, he had already made a guess and asked a stupid question on purpose.
The black-robed female killer was not impatient, her voice was as cold and concise as ever, "You are qualified."
This reason is indeed strong enough.
Chang Siguo took a few more breaths, straightened his body slightly, and continued, "The second one is not a problem, just a request. Allow me to spar with you. If you don't die, I will join you Can Ye."
He deliberately added the word "immortal", which is the key point.
I hope the opponent will not bully him with his unpredictable speed and give him a chance to use his sword.
He had just silently calculated in his mind that even if he had a new mastery of the Sky-Splitting Line Slash, it would be of no use if he couldn't hit anyone and couldn't even touch the corners of the opponent's clothes.
The speed gap between him and the woman was too big, like a chasm in the sky, and he was self-aware.
The black-robed female killer was a little surprised. The other party dared to make such a death request, and his courage was bigger than his head.
"There is no competition among killers. Once you take action, it will determine victory or defeat or life and death. I can give you a chance to use the sword. You must compete."
It was rare for the female killer to explain a few words to a guy who wanted to die, and she slowly walked closer to a distance of three feet.
Chang Siguo hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised the knife, his eyes wild, "I want a knife, please."
He said please, but in fact he stepped down without hesitation and flew into the air.
The sound of the knife was like a strong wind blowing through the dead trees on the hillside, whistling and whistling. It was three feet away in the blink of an eye, and the light of the knife struck fiercely from the air. A line of bright red swayed on the blade, lurking like an ancient beast that devoured people.
The seemingly emotionless eyes of the man in black robe opposite suddenly widened.
She struggled mentally and retreated quickly. The speed was no longer as smooth and strange as usual. It seemed that there were invisible shackles around her body. Her calm state of mind caused huge waves, and she screamed, "The sword is locked."
She knew she was careless. The only time she violated the killer's creed was to make her fall into such a passive state.
Fortunately, even though her speed was limited by the strange sword intention produced by the opponent, she still retreated slightly faster than the opponent. Before the sword struck, she was confident that she could escape, and the farther away she was, the more impact she would receive. will be smaller.
As the top killer in Can Ye, she had long seen that the black-faced boy across from him had smeared the "touch of green" poison from Can Ye on the blade. As for where the poison came from, it was not difficult to guess. She had previously disdained it. Seize the opponent's weapons.
Anyway, if you don't agree, you will die. There is no other way to go. I just didn't expect this kid to hide such a powerful killing move.
She wasn't worried about what would happen if she was poisoned. She had the antidote, but she just found it troublesome.
This sword could create a lock of sword intent that she didn't even understand, so it must be very powerful, and she couldn't afford to force it.
When she gets over the influence of the knife's intention on her, it will be the death of the black-faced boy.
She is a killer and will not let a guy who has murderous intentions and threatens her join Can Ye.
Talent is rarely something she doesn't consider.
She considered what method she should use, and forced the opponent to reveal the secret technique of locking with sword intent.
Chang Siguo watched helplessly as the sword was about to reach its end, but his opponent retreated faster than he could have planned.
In a hurry, he twisted his body and turned to the left, making an unexpected turn in the air. At the critical moment, his half-hearted "move" gained him five more feet. Before the man in black robe could react and wanted to retreat, The sword light struck fiercely from the side.
Cut through the air
"you"
With a cry of surprise and anger, the black-robed female killer had no way to hide. She couldn't even pull out her narrow sword, so she could only wave her left arm to block, and her true energy was frantically mobilized towards her left arm.
"Kachi", Wu Tao's huge force accompanied by the dazzling red light split the woman's robe.
The woman's raised left arm was chopped to the bone, and then lowered all the way down. The sharp blade sliced through the human skin mask on the woman's cheek, straight to her shoulder, and got stuck on the bone, causing blood to spatter before the attack was stopped.
"Bang", Chang Siguo was kicked away by the protrusion at the hem of the woman's robe, and the narrow knife did not catch it this time and threw it away.
Chang Siguo rolled twice in the air and fell on his back on the snow thirty feet away.
He had bleeding from his mouth and nose and a splitting headache, but a wanton and relaxed smile appeared on his face.
The woman's kick just now was in a hurry to save herself. The force was not very strong, so he was not seriously injured.
But this time, using the Thread Cut not only drained all the breath from his body, but also seemed to drain away his mental energy, making Chang Siguo feel dizzy, nauseous, and weak.
The sword that the old Taoist pointed out to him was extremely powerful and made him feel twice as uncomfortable.
He saw the woman raising her hands, the tattered robe leaking out, hurriedly taking out the elixir bottle from her arms, and pouring the medicine into her mouth. He felt that the pain he was suffering was no longer so uncomfortable.
sThanks to the book friend "Time Machine R&D Engineer" for the reward, support and encouragement,,,
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