A foul-smelling water flowed out of the broken lacquered wood tube, and the disciples of the Siqi Sect holding the long tube screamed. Wherever it touched the venom, the skin and flesh immediately fester and the bones became white. The screaming Siqi disciples screamed wildly and rushed towards their fellow disciples for help, then infected more people with the poison. There is also the venom mist that has just been sprayed out of the machine and is still in the air. If it touches the skin, it will immediately cause ulcers.
Cai Zhao forcefully kicked away a Siqi sect disciple whose cheek was eroded and his gums were exposed. She found that the front was full of corroded and bloody people, so she had to drag Song Yuzhi to hide towards Fan Xing's house.
In just a few breaths, the usually solemn and solemn temple hall had turned into a Shura field, with wailing and screaming sounds, and flesh and blood being corroded into stinky venom.
Sha Zuguang, who fell in the corner, quietly propped himself up, took out a half-foot-long copper tube from his waist pocket, pushed the tube when no one was around, and sprayed it towards Song Shijun. Pang Xiongxin roared and threw himself on Song Shijun, using his body to completely block the venom spraying from the sky.
Song Shijun finally turned over and came out. When he saw that Pang Xiongxin's back was covered with corroded flesh and blood, his eyes were about to burst, "Lao Liu, Lao Liu, what's wrong with you! Just hold on, I'll find someone to heal you!"
Pang Xiongxin's whole back felt like fire. He grinned: "Brother, I can't accompany you anymore. Please be more careful in the future!" As he said that, he pushed Song Shijun away and jumped towards Sha Zuguang with his huge body. go.
Sha Zuguang was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly. Unfortunately, in order to pretend to be seriously injured, he had been lying on the ground. Before he could get up, he was knocked down by Pang Xiongxin, and he was soon stained with the venom flowing out from Pang Xiongxin's back.
Pang Xiongxin, half of his body rotting, still held Sha Zuguang's legs tightly and laughed, "Grandson, you are lucky to die with me in your eight lifetimes!"
Song Yuzhi saw this scene from a distance and silently shed tears, "Sixth Uncle, Sixth Uncle..."
Even Cai Pingchun was moved by such loyalty and courage. Ning Xiaofeng choked and said, "Brother Xiaochun, Brother Xiaochun!"
Cai Pingchun understood what his wife meant. He had originally planned to take her away alone, but now he had to change his plan. He said to Song Shijun's remaining temple guardians, "Follow me and escape."
Then, he smashed the tables, chairs and benches beside him, picked up two pieces of wood of suitable size and tied them to the soles of his feet. Then he carried Ning Xiaofeng on his back and tied them with clothes belts. Then he grabbed Song Shijun with his left arm, slashed in the air with his right hand, chopped off a section of the tall flagpole beside him, and used the long flagpole to push the poison-stained 'bad guy' in front of him to the left and right sides. In case of a malicious attack, Those who come over will use their inner strength to knock them down or directly stab them to death with the flagpole.
Upon seeing this, several temple guardians immediately followed suit and rushed out while the scene was in chaos.
As soon as he was about to break through and go down the mountain, Cai Pingchun shouted to his daughter "Zhao Zhao!" through the blood-covered and wailing crowd.
——They can't delay any longer. Once Yang Heying and the three elders of the Song family come to their senses, it will be difficult to escape.
Cai Zhao understood and said loudly: "Don't worry, Dad!"
There was probably no one in the field who was more experienced than her in dealing with Bone-Crossing Tianyu. Originally, she was worried about the safety of her parents, but now the two groups were able to break through in the limelight just to her liking.
She kicked open the wings on both sides of the church. As she expected, the floor tiles of the soaring Guangtian Gate were an extremely thick and luxurious long felt carpet. She swished a few times, neatly tore off three pieces and wrapped them from head to toe, then threw Song Yuzhi and Fan Xingjia onto the roof one by one, and then used the silver chain on her left wrist to swing them away from the air.
When the people on the ground saw this, they wrapped their venom-stained corpses in their clothes and threw them at the three of them. Unfortunately, the two or three inches thick expensive shag carpet was not afraid of them.
Cai Zhao moved very quickly. In just a few breaths, she and her two useless senior brothers disappeared into the night sky, leaving only the girl's hearty laughter - "Yang Heying, you are a loser. I beat you all over the ground last year." My teeth still haven’t grown much this year, hahaha..."
Yang Heying and others watched the Cai family's father and daughter break out from two directions, one from the south and the other from the north, and their anger could not be suppressed.
Cai Zhao held Fan Xingjia with his left hand and supported Song Yuzhi with his right hand. He ran all the way through the mist of the morning light and almost didn't lift his breath when he jumped over the tall city gate.
When the warm sunshine of the rising sun shone on the side of Fan Xingjia's face, he became confused: "Zhaozhao, where are you taking us! Why are we going all the way north? I remember that there is a dense forest to the north of Guangtianmen."
Cai Zhao stopped and wiped his sweat: "Yes, it's the north. Let's go to the Blood Swamp."
Fan Xingjia immediately looked horrified.
Cai Zhao turned around and smiled, "When we get to the edge of the dense forest, I will find a place for you and Third Senior Brother to stay, and I will go in by myself."
It's a pity that the words are still ringing in my ears, as the pursuers with rumble of horse hooves are coming behind me.
Not only did they keep chasing, but they also kept firing arrows. Unfortunately, the surrounding area of Guangtianmen was an unobstructed flat terrain, and there was not even a place to hide. Cai Zhao was dragging a weakling and a seriously injured person, and was accidentally hit by an arrow on his shoulder. Fortunately, Fan Xingjia picked up the arrow in time and judged that the arrow was not poisonous.
The three of them stumbled and fled north, running from sunrise to sunset. Night shrouded them again. In front of them was a large, dense and mind-numbing forest. Cai Zhao got angry and wanted to pull out the Yang Yang knife and cut the pursuers and their horses into a five-flower platter. However, he was worried about the large number of people on the other side. What if he hurt Song Fan and the other two while he was fighting with them.
While they were in trouble, three swift figures suddenly shot out from the dense forest in front of them. In the foggy night in the wilderness, neither of them saw each other's appearance. Only one person in front of him was heard to be the first to yell, "Who are you, you are following me so far!"
——This voice sounded familiar to Cai Zhao, with a hint of scum in the politeness, and a hint of pretentiousness in the high-mindedness.
The second person also spoke, "Stop talking nonsense. Our whereabouts are secret and must not be leaked. Shoot these people to death quickly!"
——Excellent, this person’s voice is familiar to Cai Zhao.
After saying that, the two of them rushed towards the pursuers. The reason why they ignored Cai Zhao and the others was probably because the three of them were weak and injured, and there was also a little girl. They must not be much of a threat, so the two of them had the same heart. They first went to deal with the strong pursuers in front.
At this time, the third slender figure came slowly through the gauze-like moonlight.
Cai Zhao turned around, looked at each other, and spoke at the same time again -
"what are you doing here?"
"Why are you here?"
Chapter 125
One day later, in the same wilderness outside Guangtian City, under the same deep night, the two people asked the same question, and it must be said that the fate was quite deep.
Shangguan Haonan and You Guanyue laughed and jumped forward, killing several riders in a matter of seconds, causing blood to splash in the wilderness.
The leading knight of the Si Qimen reined in his horse and shouted: "Who is coming? Tell me your name."
You Guanyue smiled and said: "I am the one who loves cooking cranes and eating meat the most, Zhang Xiaoyao and Zhang Sanye!" He pointed at Shangguan Haonan again, "He, Wang Xiaoer."
Shangguan Haonan rolled his eyes at him and continued to kill the pursuers of Si Qimen with his hands. I saw him holding a pair of black iron tiger claws, slashing sideways, killing three or four more people in a moment.
When the leading knight saw that the situation was not good, he quickly reorganized the remaining 20 people into a formation and stood up against Shangguan Haonan You Guanyue. He shouted loudly: "Today is an internal matter of our six Beichen sects, and has nothing to do with other sects!"
He pointed at Cai Zhao and the others and said, "These three people have done many evil things in Guangtian Sect and killed countless people. We, Siqi Sect, will work together to arrest them. Please don't interfere with these three heroes."
You Guanyue laughed, "You think I'm a blind man. The unconscious young man is obviously Song Yuzhi, the third son of Guangtianmen, and he even 'cooperated to arrest' him. Damn it!"
The leading knight gritted his teeth and said, "You demon sect monsters, you are so shameless. Okay, let's wait and see..." Before he could finish his words, he heard a faint sound of galloping horse hooves behind him. Apparently there was another troop chasing him. coming.
The leading knight looked happy, "We are just the first group of pursuers. There will be two or three groups coming later. It will be up to you how you die!"
Shangguan Haonan said impatiently: "If you want to fight, just fight. Why are there so many nonsense! Do you believe me how many soldiers are chasing you?"
In fact, Yu Guanyue is not afraid of another three groups of pursuers. With the skills of Mu Qingyan and the two of them, they can escape unscathed no matter what. However, their goal is to enter the blood swamp. It is dangerous and unpredictable, so it is best not to Spend extra energy before going in.
He looked back at Mu Qingyan tentatively, "Sir, look..."
Unexpectedly, Mu Qingyan didn't pay attention at all, but walked to Cai Zhao step by step, "You didn't follow Song Yuzhi to mediate disputes at all, you came to the blood swamp."
Cai Zhao covered the injury on his shoulder, "You didn't come to see the show of the internal strife in Beichen. You came to the Blood Swamp too!"
Mu Qingyan frowned slightly: "How do you know this place called Blood Swamp?"
Cai Zhao bit his lower lip: "...Of course it looks like it is on the map."
Mu Qingyan knew that the girl knew exactly what he was asking, and immediately reached out to Fan Xingjia, who was lying on the ground panting. Fan Xingjia's eyes only blurred. Cai Zhao beside him didn't even have time to react. He was grabbed at the Chonggu point on the back of his neck, his whole body sore and numb. Then the world started spinning and his body soared into the air.
"Hao Nan, catch it." Mu Qingyan said calmly. After throwing the person out, he lowered his head and said, "If the little heroine Cai disobeys, you will throw the person named Fan to the Si Qi sect."
"Okay!" Shangguan Haonan stretched out his long arms, just in time to catch Fan Xingjia who was flying towards him, and tucked it under his ribs.
Fan Xing's family was so frightened that they lost their minds and kept shouting: "No, no, no, no, hero, spare your life! Junior sister, help me, ah ah ah ah..."
Cai Zhao was anxious to rush over, but Mu Qingyan stretched out his arms to stop her. In a hurry, she pulled out the Yanyang knife from her waist. Unexpectedly, before she could use the blade, she suddenly saw Mu Qingyan click the index finger of his right hand and hit a small stone. It shot out, just hitting his wrist.
Cai Zhao's wrist was immediately paralyzed and he could barely lift the handle of the knife. Fortunately, she reacted very quickly. She immediately threw out the silver chain with her left hand and struck it like a beam of light. Mu Qingyan did not resist, and followed the thin silver light to hold the silver chain with his hands. Then a kite turned over in the sky, which was the "inverted hanging cloud" in the blue clouds. Before his feet landed, his left hand had already grasped the injured spot on Cai Zhao's shoulder, and his right hand slashed her wrist. The Yanyang knife flew out and landed right at You Guanyue's feet.
"Guanyue, put the knife away." Mu Qingyan said.
You Guanyue immediately jumped over and picked up the Yangyang Knife.
Cai Zhao cried out in pain and fell to the ground on one knee.
The palm of Mu Qingyan's left hand contains an extremely powerful inner force, which seems to be exposed and hesitant, which is really the highest and most wonderful state in internal martial arts.
Cai Zhaoyuan knew that his cultivation level might be slightly inferior to Mu Qingyan's, but he didn't expect that after a year of separation, this guy's internal strength would improve to such an extent that she couldn't break free several times, and even noticed that there was something mature and mature in his internal strength. meaning. She suddenly had a thought and turned around and said, "Yes, it's your father... He, before he died..."
Mu Qingyan's cheeks were as white as snow, glowing faintly under the faint moonlight. He replied quietly: "Not bad."
Cai Zhao thought that was indeed the case.
Mu Zhengming did not die of old age and exhaustion, nor did he die of exhaustion due to injuries, but he was poisoned and could not be saved. Mu Qingyan was his biological son who was brought up by his own hands. The inner strength of father and son was exactly the same, so before he died, he passed on all his inner strength to his son.
It's just that Mu Qingyan's own cultivation was not mature before and he was unable to fully dissolve his father's skills for his own use. But now...
Cai Zhao didn't think that Mu Qingyan only had the help of his father to achieve the magic power he had today. Instead, he was horrified - after the Beichen Ancestor Ceremony last year, Cai Pingchun had told her in private that withstanding the internal strength of others was not as simple as adding up. Simple.
"...Cang Qiongzi passed on more than thirty years of skills to Qiu Yuanfeng, and Qiu Yuanfeng has been practicing since he was a child. Logically speaking, Qiu Yuanfeng's internal strength should be about thirty years better than his peers. But do you think he has more than Wang Is it Yuan Jing’s thirty years of skill?”
At that time, Cai Zhao shook his head vigorously, saying that even if it had been thirty years, Qiu Yuanfeng seemed to be only one step ahead of Wang Yuanjing, and he didn't know where Cang Qiongzi's many skills had gone.
Cai Pingchun gave the answer directly: "To absorb other people's internal energy for your own use, you must have roughly the same level of skill yourself."
He also gave his daughter an example - for example, to melt a huge piece of ice in the middle of winter, an equal amount of hot water must be available, and finally the ice and water can blend and become one. If the internal strength of the two cultivations is different, it will be like water and oil that do not mix. Even if you use hot oil to turn ice cubes into water, they still cannot fuse.
Mu Zhengming was in his forties when he died, while Mu Qingyan is now in his early twenties.
Cai Zhao couldn't help but imagine that maybe Mu Zhengming, like himself, wasn't keen on practicing...
Over there, You Guanyue had already carefully wrapped the Yanyang Knife in soft silk, and touched a few more before putting it into the backpack behind him - this was the Yanyang Knife, which made countless seniors in the sect change their expressions. The Yangyang Knife! It would be great if I could bring it back to the Hanhai Mountains. I would definitely let Xing'er touch it too.
Cai Zhao's eyes turned red as he watched this scene. He was angry at himself for being incompetent and unable to defend his aunt's weapons, and at the same time angry at Mu Qingyan for being so wicked and deliberately taking advantage of his lack of strength to humiliate her.
Mu Qingyan said: "Your aunt left too early, and your parents gave you the Yangyang Sword too early, so that you developed the habit of relying on divine weapons. Weapons can always only be auxiliary. Okay, now Answer me, how do you know about Blood Swamp?"
Cai Zhao hesitated for a moment, then Mu Qingyan said loudly: "Haonan, throw the person away."
"Don't, don't, don't throw me away!" Cai Zhao listened to the screams of the Fan Xing family and hugged Mu Qingyan's arm, "That's all I said - I checked Yin Dai's secret collection of manuscripts. About three or four months before he noticed that Nie Hengcheng's power had greatly increased, Chen Shu led a large group of people to come here..."
"At that time, Chen Shu had been disabled by my aunt in the Five Poison Palms and had not left the Netherworld for a long time. However, that time he went to the Guangtianmen area thousands of miles away. If it wasn't for his errand, how could Nie Hengcheng have done it? Let him take risks."
Mu Qingyan nodded: "Yes, among the four major disciples of Nie Hengcheng, only Chen Shu knows the secret of the Purple Heart Sutra. If this matter is related, Chen Shu must be the one to handle it."
At this time, the rumbling hoofbeats of the pursuers from behind were getting closer and closer. It was estimated that the distance was less than two or three miles, and Cai Zhao couldn't help but feel anxious secretly.
Mu Qingyan glanced at the girl and said, "Haonan, Guanyue, you kill all the people to be more quick." After saying this, he walked alone into the dense forest.
Shangguan Haonan dropped Fan Xingjia, his eyes showing excitement.
Even You Guanyue, who usually likes to pretend to be polite, also showed a smooth expression, his sleeves trembling slightly, holding a ghost-headed hook with cold light in each hand, laughing loudly and charging into the crowd of Si Qimen.
Fan Xingjia crawled close to Cai Zhao, "Didn't you say that we parted with him in a harmonious manner, without any resentment?"
"...I think he is kind and peaceful." Cai Zhao was at a loss.
Fan Xingjia was furious: "He looks like he wants to eat you alive. Does this mean he has no resentment?!"
Cai Zhao had nothing to say and could only sigh deeply.
There were bursts of screams from the front. Under the encirclement and suppression by Shangguan Haonan and You Guanyue, the Siqi sect disciples lay dead on the ground one after another, and the ownerless horses broke free from the reins and galloped away.
Seeing the unbearable look on Cai Zhao's face, Fan Xingjia quickly said: "Oh, don't look at it, it's the right thing to do. If they see us with people from the Demon Cult, what will they say about us if they let us out alive?" "
Cai Zhao could only sigh again.
Fan Xingjia tried his best to lift up the unconscious Song Yuzhi and kept talking: "Now you know the benefits of strong martial arts. If you had known this, you should have saved your time to go to the flower market and practice your martial arts!"
