Heishan had a bronze single sword in his hand. It had a long blade, a thin blade and a thick ridge. It cut at an angle, as fast as wind and thunder, and it was unavoidable.
The sword in Lu Yun's hand came up to meet him. The too-long blade was not Han Jiangxue's. The evil energy rising into the sky turned into a chain, locking him and the sword together.
Lu Yun's mind is clear.
She calmly watched as she struck out with one sword after another, but she knew that this was not her swordsmanship.
She was like a lonely soul trapped in this body, unable to leave. She could only open her eyes and watch this battle stemming from selfish desires.
The sword intersects, the blade enters the belly, and the blade pierces the heart.
The pain of dying gave her soul a chance to break free from that body.
She floated into the sky and watched the two men die together.
The fighting in the distance is still going on.
There were sounds of footsteps coming through bloody water.
It was a young man from the Montenegrin tribe, and his body was stumbling.
He knelt in front of Heishan and shouted: "Dad..."
Tears rolled down the bloody cheeks, and it was no longer clear whether they were blood or tears.
"Hey, there's a little cub over there!"
The soft voice came from the human monks, who wanted to kill them all.
At this moment, someone rushed out, hugged the Black Mountain boy, and quickly disappeared in front of others.
Her vision dimmed for a while, and her legs seemed to be in the clouds. After a long time, she finally found her feet on the ground. Lu Yun pushed away the person in front of her and coughed loudly.
Lu Yun, with blushing cheeks, looked at Heishan in front of her and said hoarsely, "Are you that boy?"
"yes."
Heishan let go of his hand and raised his eyebrows, then smiled gently when he saw Lu Yun's painful look.
He pinched his fingers, and what remained on his fingertips was the warmth of the skin of the weak monk in front of him.
The artery is right under the finger. If it were a little deeper, this little girl would die in her own hands.
Just like an ant, it can't do anything despite struggling.
"What you see is the truth behind the destruction of our Black Mountain clan."
"From the elderly to the children, they never spared anyone."
"It's a pity that they have forgotten that we, the Black Mountain clan, have been guarding this place for generations. How come there is no way out?"
Their retreat is this underground palace.
At that time, the human monk saved him and several other Black Mountain tribesmen.
However, most of those tribesmen were seriously injured. They were hiding in the underground palace without enough medicine, so those people died after all.
"Little girl, I owe you a debt of gratitude to the Hidden Sword Sect, and I will repay it today."
His kindness of not killing the person in front of him was enough to repay the kindness of the Hidden Sword Sect disciples who saved his life that day.
Changjie trembled slightly, with suffocating moisture.
When Lu Yun looked up, what he saw was Heishan standing with his hands behind his back.
"She saved me and left me a child."
Heishan waved to Little Heishan and touched the other person's head. The smile in his eyes was much more genuine.
"I have stayed here for hundreds of years, and every ten years, I watch you monks enter here and constantly search for the location of the underground palace."
"Under the guise of experience, haha... the hypocrisy of you people remains unchanged."
"But I hope you like today's show."
After the secret realm was sealed, his wife helped him deal with the remaining monks, but she was seriously injured and never recovered.
He collected the treasures in the ancient city, one of which was to arrange the underground palace into the secret place that those people wanted.
The other two wanted to find a magical elixir to save their wife, but after all, her wife fell asleep decades ago.
After he survived, he thought about revenge every day.
He inherited the name of his father, Montenegro, and gave his child the name of Montenegro in order to pass on this hatred from generation to generation.
Now that the Black Mountain clan has come to him, it is the last bloodline.
His children do not have orthodox Montenegrin blood.
This was God telling him to end the hatred with his own hands.
"Speaking of which, the puppetry technique was collected from your monks."
The Black Mountain clan has extraordinary blood. Those clan members were made into puppets and have strong fighting capabilities.
If they had to lure the enemy deeper, the cultivation level of those puppets could be even higher.
"This underground palace should be as you imagined."
The smiling Heishan was very satisfied.
He has been preparing for this day for nearly a hundred years.
He really wanted to see what the expressions of these sect's newest generation of genius disciples would be like after he tricked them to death in this underground palace.
"I want you to watch a play."
Heishan waved his hand, and the walls of the tomb shone brightly, and then a picture flickered on it.
This is exactly what happened to the rest of the people in the underground palace now.
The formation separated them, and some of them met during the subsequent exploration.
The temptation of the treasure made these monks fight.
In most tombs, there is only one usable thing. How can people who go in together be divided into first come first and last last?
In this way, ownership can only be determined by force.
Once you do it, you can no longer talk about it.
Lu Yun looked at one of the scenes, it was Liu Ru.
At this moment, Liu Ru was surrounded by two people and tried her best to deal with it.
Those two people were Bodhi Cave disciples, and Liu Ru was holding something in her hand.
Her left arm was dripping with blood, her fingertips were twitching, and she had a sarcastic look on her face.
"A bunch of cowards, are you worthy?"
She met these two people on the road and agreed to go forward together.
When they came to the tomb, they met the puppets guarding the door. The three of them took action, but the two were seriously injured within a short time of fighting.
Liu Ru had no choice but to deal with the puppet.
After finally getting rid of the puppet, the two people who should have been seriously injured turned their swords against each other.
What else could Liu Ru not understand?
She was deceived by these two scoundrels.
"Even if I die, I won't give you anything."
The cold-faced Liu Ru swung her sword again.
The disciples of Bodhi Cave practice Bodhi Hand, which is a kind of palm technique. With one palm, thousands of afterimages can be drawn out. It is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
Liu Ru, who was surrounded by two people, could not move half of her body.
The sharp sword cut through the illusion and hit one of them on the shoulder.
The man retreated in pain, his expression sinister and fierce.
"If it weren't for us, none of you would be able to find the location of the underground palace."
"This is supposed to be our Bodhi Cave. Letting you come in is already a great mercy."
These words are really condescending, but do the disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect need the charity of these people?
"So much nonsense!"
Liu Ru just pretended not to hear it and kept her sword moving.
He was using the Wild Wind Sword Technique, but Lu Yun looked at it and saw that Liu Ru's current moves were based on his own Wild Wind Sword Technique.
Liu Ru has good talent, but she also knows that compared with Lu Yun and others, she is far behind.
Instead of practicing those superb sword techniques that she found difficult to control, she chose to return to her original nature.
The basic sword technique in this hand is light and agile, with Liu Ru's own characteristics.
Lu Yun also had a smile on her face.
It seemed that Liu Ru was suppressed, but in fact Liu Ru could turn defeat into victory within fifty moves.
It seems that Liu Ru's ending is the same as in the original article, she was seriously injured but her life was saved.
"Haha, you Hidden Sword Sect disciples are quite good."
Heishan's praise was like wind, leaving behind a weak murderous intention.
The cat and mouse game is not over yet.
(End of chapter)
