In mid-air, Murong Jing, who was dressed in red and stained with blood, had determination in her eyes. It seemed that as long as Gu Ci did not let go of Mu Qing, she would not mind sending Gu Yuan to death first.
Gu Ci looked at Murong Jing coldly, and slowly saw a real cruelty in her, as if if he hesitated any longer, even if he killed them all later, it would have nothing to do with her, because at that time, Gu Yuan was definitely The one who dies first.
Therefore, Gu Ci rarely provoked Murong Jing again, but he also did not let go of Mu Qing.
The atmosphere became anxious due to Gu Ci's sudden silence, as if the moment he spoke, the outcome was determined.
Gu Ci's eyes moved away from Murong Jing and scanned the people behind Murong Jing one by one. Huaifenghua, Jiang Shangxiu and Qinglong all had indifferent expressions on their faces. Only Murong Yin and Xuanwu had something inexplicable in their eyes. Unknown meaning.
This discovery made Gu Ci confirm that Hidden Valley was not as united as they appeared.
Gu Ci was thinking about how to speak, when suddenly he felt something in his heart and looked at Xuanwu.
A sudden change occurred!
The moment Xuanwu and Gu Ci's eyes met, the eyes behind the mask suddenly became fierce. His palms turned over and a piece of tortoise shell shot out of his sleeve towards Murong Jing.
"Asshole!"
No one expected that Xuanwu would sneak attack Murong Jing. Murong Yin was frightened and angry. He waved his sleeves and tried to stop the tortoise shell, but he missed a little.
The tortoise shell directly hit Murong Jing's wrist holding the weapon. Murong Jing grunted in pain, stretched her wrist to the side, and the short thorn detached from Gu Yuan's body.
"Okay!" Old Gu Ci's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but cheer. His hand movements were not slow at all, and he punched out, sweeping all the majestic energy towards Murong Jing.
At this moment, Murong Jing had no time to care about Xuanwu who was attacking behind her. The lines on her face were slightly condensed. She grabbed Gu Yuan's shoulder and pulled him, directly blocking Gu Yuan in front of her.
Gu Ci's eyelids twitched, and he gritted his teeth as he poured the power towards Murong Jing into the distance. The energy almost brushed against Murong Jing's body, until an extremely loud whistling sound was heard far away.
Although Gu Ci's blow failed to hurt Murong Jing, it put a lot of pressure on everyone. Murong Yin was the first person to discover Xuanwu's movements, but when he felt the power of Gu Ci's blow, and Xuanwu After seeing his undisguised resentment, he subconsciously slowed down his movement toward Xuanwu.
This gave Xuanwu more opportunities. He increased his speed to the limit, and before Qinglong and the others surrounded him, he passed Murong Yin directly and rushed to Murong Jing's side.
Murong Jing heard the whistling sound that pierced the air behind her, and when she turned around, she met Xuanwu's eyes.
Xuanwu looked into her eyes. Apart from a trace of puzzled surprise, there seemed to be little anger in her eyes, leaving only a calmness filled with sadness.
This feeling was very bad. Xuanwu even wished that he was facing an extremely angry and disappointed Murong Jing at this moment, instead of her who was so calm and seemed to be like this.
Therefore, Xuanwu, who had always been silent, suddenly lost his composure.
He roared angrily: "Ah!!!"
His fist hit Murong Jing's arm that was holding Gu Yuan.
Murong Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, Xuanwu was too close to her, and she had no time to dodge, so she simply turned slightly and faced Gu Yuan's fist with her shoulder.
"boom--"
Xuanwu's fist hit Murong Jing's shoulder directly. Murong Jing's face suddenly turned pale. She frowned, her red lips pressed into a tight line, and after groaning in pain, she swallowed the blood that poured into her mouth. Go down.
And her hand was still holding on to Gu Yuan.
Xuanwu looked at Murong Jing without wavering, and finally gave up on forcing her to let go, and instead snatched Gu Yuan directly.
He touched Gu Yuan's body with his palm, and all the forbidden seals that directly landed in Gu Yuan's body were touched. However, when Gu Yuan felt that the blood energy in his body could beat, he did not immediately mobilize. Not only because Murong Jing had already taken precautions. The ground placed a restraint on his heart, and also because he suddenly completely lost interest in participating in this situation.
He hated this kind of scheming. If possible, he hoped to fight Mu Qing or this woman named Murong Jing without interference.
Xuanwu did not expect that Gu Yuan seemed to have no reaction and did not cooperate with him to break away from Murong Jing's control. When he tried to mobilize the turtle shell again, Jiang Shangxiu had already rushed forward.
Jiang Shangxiu is the one who knows the most about why Xuanwu became like this. In a sense, it was Murong Yin who forced Xuanwu to reach this point.
And it was not like Murong Jing didn't offer him an olive branch in the tunnel of Mudleg Alley. Unfortunately, at that time, he still wanted to advance and retreat with Murong Yin.
But Murong Yin is Murong Yun's brother after all. Is it really worth it for you, Xuanwu, to work so hard?
It's a pity that these words can only be said in the heart. When the two people's eyes met, there was only a coldness that was about to solidify.
The seal on Jiang Shangxiu's hand changed, and an obscure aura suddenly attacked Xuanwu. Xuanwu snorted coldly, and with a slight change of heart, the tortoise shell directly hit him.
The two people's formation skills were almost the same. The tortoise shell burst out a black mist and tried to cover Murong Jing, but Jiang Shangxiu blocked it.
"Palm!"
From the corner of his eye, Jiang Shangxiu saw Gu Ci watching everyone's infighting with interest, his eyes darkened, and he shouted loudly.
In order to capture Gu Yuan just now, among the three of them, Qinglong was injured the most. Murong Jing seemed not to be injured, but because the old injury not long ago had not recovered, the impact was also very serious, so it was him who only suffered The backlash from the formation made him the least injured among the three.
But Jiang Shangxiu never forgot that their biggest enemy was Gu Ci. The reason why Xuanwu dared to betray everyone so abruptly was because Gu Ci and the others' strength gave Xuanwu the confidence to betray.
"call out--"
A jet-black sword energy roared towards him, and it was so cold that a real chill condensed in the sky.
Hearing the whistle of the sword, Xuanwu's heart froze and he glanced at Murong Yin's position. He saw that Murong Yin's face had turned ugly and gloomy to the extreme, and there was no concealed murderous intent in his eyes.
Xuanwu shouted softly, his handprints changed, and the tortoise shell flew above his head, releasing black mist. The sword energy roared in and penetrated directly through the black mist, but failed to hit Xuanwu.
Jiang Shangxiu's attention has been on Murong Jing. He originally thought that the black mist would sweep towards Murong Jing, and he had already prepared the equipment to intercept him again, but he could not wait for a long time for any movement.
Xuanwu seemed to be intimidated by Murong Yin, who had great power in his heart...
"careful!"
Murong Jing's eyes were dazzling. She directly saw the trajectory of a certain aura in the black mist, and quickly reminded Qinglong.
Qinglong's eyes narrowed. The shock of Xuanwu's betrayal and sneak attack had not subsided. Feeling the familiar breath coming towards his face, Qinglong narrowed his eyes and let out an angry cry from his throat: "Ah!"
His chest rose and fell slightly, and he punched forward.
At this moment, Xuanwu arrived with a billowing black mist. Facing Qinglong's punch with thunder, his eyes darkened, he stopped dodging, and extended a palm, which collided with his fist.
"Boom——"
Qinglong is superior to Xuanwu in terms of realm and strength. Unfortunately, he is seriously injured now. When the power in front of his fist is fed back to him, the wound on his chest opens directly, and blood comes out through his clothes. He also lets out a puff. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell back.
"Buzz."
Qinglong's figure hit the ground straight, and everyone's eyes followed Xuanwu. They were dizzy and saw the condensed sword light.
Huaifenghua took action without hesitation. The sword energy she swung was extremely solid, reaching at least the power of the mid-transcendent stage, but she faced Xuanwu who had hardly consumed it.
With a ding sound, the sword energy hit the tortoise shell, and the sword energy spread out and stirred the black mist.
Xuanwu looked at Huaifenghua, who had a face as cold as frost in front of him, his eyes moved slightly, his hand movements suddenly became faster, and he slapped Huaifenghua on the shoulder.
Huaifenghua's face turned pale, and the surging energy in her body suddenly collapsed. At this moment, she had thought of using a spiritual attack she had never tried before, but Xuanwu didn't give her a chance, and the energy spurted out from the palm of her hand, violently. The energy swallowed up and rushed into Huaifenghua's body. The severe pain made Huaifenghua's eyesight go dark and she almost fainted. By the time she calmed down in front of her, she had completely fallen into Xuanwu's hands, and it was difficult for her to do anything. counterattack.
"good!"
There was another cheer, and the expression on Gu Ci's face was extremely exciting. He never expected that there was such a knowledgeable person in this small hidden valley.
This person was also wearing a mask and should be someone on the list, but Gu Ci had already made the decision in his mind. Since this person was so sensible and knew about the name of the recipient, it was not impossible for him to accept it reluctantly.
Xuanwu felt the cold gazes from Murong Jing and the others, and grabbed Huaifenghua's hand a little harder. He paused for a moment, then calmed down his emotions, and calmly glanced at the few people.
When his eyes fell on Murong Yin, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing more, grabbed the wind flower and flew towards Gu Ci.
Huaifenghua has been controlled by Xuanwu, Qinglong's current situation is unclear, and Murong Jing's mood is extremely bad. She snorted coldly, and when she was about to make a move, her eyes suddenly focused and looked into the distance.
Even Gu Ci, who had a smile on his face, raised his eyebrows and looked over.
High in the sky, the snow-white sword wall suddenly collapsed, and the sword energy in the sky shattered in all directions, causing the whole world to shake and make loud noises.
This scene is like a large avalanche in which all the snow on the high ground collapsed, but the dazzling light that collapsed and intertwined declared to everyone who witnessed this scene that the power contained in it was far greater than that of a large avalanche. fear.
Xuanwu, who was flying towards Gu Ci with the Wind Flower in hand, suddenly felt a cold gaze coming straight towards him.
The mask on his face began to heat up, and now it was emitting a terrifyingly hot temperature like a branding iron.
"ah!!!"
At this moment, all the strength in his body was frantically focused on the mask, and the energy in his body exploded directly. The burning pain that tore apart his flesh and soul made him subconsciously let go of Huaifenghua, hold his head with both hands, and think Take off the mask.
But it's still too late.
At this time, his whole body exploded with energy, and the power in his body poured into the mask like a flood that broke a bank. A strange phenomenon appeared in an instant. A black turtle and a soaring snake were intertwined above his head. As his power continued to pour into the mask, The size of the turtle and snake also expanded rapidly, and its face looked up to the sky and howled loudly.
There was a new sense of joy in this voice, but for Xuanwu who supported this mask, there was only endless fear and pain.
The power in his body was almost exhausted, but the suction force in the mask not only did not weaken, but was still strengthening, it seemed that it wanted to absorb his flesh, blood and soul into the mask.
Xuanwu gritted his teeth, and the blood mixed with the acidic water vomited out from the cramps in his stomach hung on his jaw, looking extremely miserable.
He escaped the cold sight and looked over. In his shaky eyes, he could only see the swaying and blooming snow-white sword energy.
A flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and then he opened his mouth and laughed: "Hahahaha——"
Everyone in the air was attracted by this scene, and there was no sound for a while.
Xuanwu's voice paused. At the last moment, he didn't look at Murong Yin, nor did he look at Gu Ci in hopes of possible help. He just looked towards the south of Suzaku City with his eyelids trembling.
There were memories that he felt comfortable there.
"pity……"
Xuanwu's laughter gradually subsided, and his eyes suddenly turned ferocious. He raised his arms and faced the back of Huaifenghua who was moving away from him.
"boom--"
A ray of sword energy passed across the sky, the whistle of the sword was still rising in the distance, but the light of the sword had already lit up in the field.
The tortoise-snake intertwined spirit bodies above Xuanwu's head screamed and collapsed instantly as the sword light raged.
The black mist billowing in mid-air quickly subsided, and when everyone looked again, there was no trace of Xuanwu.
Xuanwu was lying on a broken stone slab on the ground, but Qinglong, who was knocked down by his palm, was standing next to him just now.
Qinglong reluctantly moved his steps and squatted down.
Pieces of blood mixed with internal organs flowed out of Xuanwu's mouth, but were blocked by the mask. He looked at Qinglong with painful eyes, full of begging.
Qinglong looked at the bloody sword on Xuanwu's chest, lowered his head and sighed softly: "Hey~"
At this point, he finally did not express his doubts, but took off the mask on Xuanwu's face.
As soon as he got off the mask, Xuanwu tilted his head and coughed violently. The bright red blood fell on the dark stone floor, which looked extremely dazzling. Disperse slowly.
Of course, what also dissipated was the faint light in his eyes.
"Well."
The pain that penetrated his chest seemed to be felt by Xuanwu only at this moment. He raised his hand tremblingly to cover the wound, his facial features wrinkled up and he sat up, raised his head and took one last look in the air, and then looked at Qinglong.
Qinglong's eyes moved slightly and he said in a deep voice: "Is there anything else you want to say?"
Xuanwu's eyes brightened slightly, but because he was unable to maintain the posture of raising his head any longer, with his chin resting on his chest, he could only raise his eyelids with difficulty. Unfortunately, even his sight seemed to be as heavy as a thousand stones at this time, so he could only look at it. The mask in Qinglong's hand has been with him for many years.
Xuanwu wanted to apologize to Huaifenghua, but thought that he would die because of this, so he did not speak. He also wanted to question Murong Yin, asking Murong Yin if he was sorry for this, and if he began to reflect on whether his previous thoughts were wrong. But thinking that he had voluntarily left the Murong family and Hidden Valley at the last moment of his life, he did not speak.
A flash of black light and shadow came over, Xuanwu let go of the hand covering his chest and caught the tortoise shell inside.
He put all the weight of his upper body on the hand on the ground behind him. The other hand fell on his thigh and gently rubbed the cracked tortoise shell. He suddenly smiled knowingly: "I seem to be free."
When he finished speaking, the breath on Xuanwu's body also fell to the bottom, and there was no longer a trace of living breath.
Qinglong didn't know why, the blood in his chest surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
No one expected that at the end of the chaos in Suzaku City, Xuanwu would be the first to die.
In the face of death, even the people in mid-air who had dropped their sights no longer had any thoughts about right or wrong.
"Right now, tell me your choice."
It was Murong Jing who managed to calm down her surging emotions, looked at Gu Ci coldly and asked.
