Xie Wule looked at Song Zhengjing and was relieved to see that he had no intention of harming Shu Yiyue, but who knew what this man had planned: "What is your purpose? Money? Status? I can give it to you, as long as You leave Song Mansion."
"My dear nephew, why are you chasing after me? Sometimes it is no good knowing too much." Song Zhengjing put the unconscious Shu Yiyue aside: "You just need to know that I have no ill intentions."
"No malice? Then why did all the Bai Yu people in the Song family die?"
"Them? Aren't they the gangsters who forced their way into the Song Mansion? I just need to protect the Song Mansion!"
"Strong words! Cost your life!"
Xie Wule couldn't help but attack with his sword, and Song Zhengjing also drew his sword.
"Since you, my dear nephew, don't listen to my advice, I have no choice but to get rid of you."
The white threads were flowing in his eyes, and Xie Wule knew that this meant that he was not much different from the person in front of him in terms of kung fu. The only thing he needed to be wary of was the unknown black mist.
The two swords collided and the hall clanged. The two of them fought from the corridor to the open space in front of the house. Without the obstruction of the railing, Xie Wule's attack became more urgent and fierce, and he suddenly launched a move "Purple Energy from the East".
Song Zhengjing was not afraid of the long sword rising in the heat. He cut it off without hesitation. Xie Wule's move was blocked before it could take shape, and its power was reduced by half.
Even if it was only for a moment, Xie Wule still clearly saw that when Song Zhengjing's long sword and his own long sword were about to collide, a wisp of black mist poured out, directly melting the heat wave formed by the Yang Qi on his sword.
Xie Wule's move was intercepted, and he became passive. Song Zhengjing took the opportunity to strike with his sword, and the attack was fierce. Xie Wule used the Tai Chi sword's move of softness to overcome hardness to deal with it.
Song Zhengjing smiled and wrapped his arms around Xie Wule's sword. Xie Wule was shocked. Song Zhengjing's move just now was also a Tai Chi sword move. He didn't expect this person to know how to do it. It seemed that this person had put in a lot of effort to pretend to be Song Zhengjing.
Xie Wule couldn't understand why the same moves were weaker than this fake's, even though his understanding of Tai Chi Sword had deepened.
The trend of Xie Wule's long sword is still under the control of the opponent, and it will be very bad if it continues like this. In this time of crisis, use softness to overcome hardness, and things will turn to the extreme until the previously realized experience flashes in your heart.
The extreme of things must be reversed, and the extreme of softness is strong. At this time, Song Zhengjing's moves are softer than his own. Compared with himself, they are extremely strong. Compared with himself, they are strong. For this reason, he can overcome it!
Xie Wule, who had been unable to comprehend the relationship between yin and yang in practice for a long time, suddenly understood it at this moment. His sword moves changed rapidly, and he counterattacked Song Zhengjing.
Xie Wule secretly thought that the winner was already decided, so he flicked Song Zhengjing's sword away, and the "Changhong Sun" that he had never used before came out at the call.
Xie Wule always believed that "Changhong Penetrating the Sun" was no different from "Golden Needle Crossing the Tribulation", but now he realized how "Changhong Penetrating the Sun" could be compared to "Golden Needle Crossing the Tribulation"?
The long sword in Xie Wule's hand seems to turn into a bunch of white smoke. You feel like you can break it, but once you block it, the white smoke will immediately take shape after it dissipates. It is quite difficult to stop it.
Song Zhengjing failed to block it immediately, frowned slightly, and blew lightly on Xie Wule's long sword, which was attacking quickly. Xie Wule's mysterious and mysterious moves immediately turned into ordinary thrusts.
Song Zhengjing made a slight challenge, Xie Wule's sword path changed drastically, and "Changhong Guanri" was defeated without any attack.
They exchanged several moves one after another, and the white line in Xie Wule's eyes was not extinguished. It was not easy for Song Mingxing to hurt himself, and it was also not easy for Song Mingxing to kill him.
Xie Wule looked at the long sword in his hand. Wherever the black mist had touched, some small irregular spots were left.
It's like this when steel is touched. Wouldn't my flesh and blood body turn into blood at the first touch?
Xie Wule was worried that his sword would be broken, and he was afraid that he would be directly injured by the black mist, so he did not dare to engage in close combat with Song Zhengjing easily.
But if he doesn't get close, what can he do to deal with him?
It would be great if I could burst out my true energy. It's a pity that the master said that one must reach the master level to be able to send out one's true energy.
The real sword of the Guo family! Xie Wule suddenly remembered that when he first moved into the Guo Mansion, he had seen the Guo family's true sword's merit book in his study.
But I had only read it once at the time and had never practiced it. It was so long ago that I couldn’t remember many details. Seeing Song Zhengjing approaching, Xie Wule didn't have much time to hesitate.
Mobilize the true energy of Dantian and rush towards the arm according to the music score.
Not long after, Xie Wule's true energy had already surged into his hands, but he couldn't release it. It was all accumulated in his hands. Xie Wule felt that his arms were swelling and painful, as if they were about to explode.
Song Zhengjing was getting closer and closer, but Xie Wule still failed to release his true energy. Facing Song Zhengjing's attack, Xie Wule swung his sword out of desperation, which also mobilized more true energy.
The swelling and pain in his arm worsened. When the two swords touched, the hilt trembled. Xie Wule couldn't even hold the long sword and it suddenly slipped.
Because of this tremor, the true energy accumulated in Xie Wule's hands suddenly exploded from the acupuncture points on his hands, and Xie Wule instantly collapsed like a dead eggplant.
On the ground.
Song Zhengjing was shocked and hurriedly released the black mist to resist. The two touched each other and made a sizzling sound. The thin layer of mist released by Song Zhengjing did not last long before being eroded away, and the remaining true energy hit Song Zhengjing directly.
Song Zhengjing struggled painfully for a few times and fell straight down. At the same time, a group of black mist poured out of Song Zhengjing's body.
It was the lonely old demon who attacked Song Mingxing in the first place.
The lonely old demon appeared in the air and hurriedly got out of the influence of Zhenqi. Although he was extremely weak, this guy was not strong enough and fell in love with that girl. How could he cause so much harm to me?
Xie Wule reluctantly stood up and looked at the lonely old demon in the sky. He was glad that he did not dare to approach him before the Qi he released had dissipated. Otherwise, he would have to answer here today, let alone rescue his aunt.
The two were so far apart, looking at each other.
When the sun rose to the sky, Xie Wule was overjoyed, but the lonely old demon was shocked.
Noon is approaching, and the most energetic moment of the day is coming. If you are exposed like this, then today will be the day when you will be wiped out.
Seeing Xie Wule cross-legged and concentrating on practicing Qi, the lonely old demon wanted to return to Song Zhengjing's body before he was prepared, so that he might survive.
After making a decision, the lonely old demon deliberately hovered above Xie Wule's head to observe the movement. Seeing that Xie Wule's eyes were still closed, the opportunity was ripe for a secret channel, and it turned into a wisp of black smoke and flew towards Song Zhengjing.
Seeing that he was about to succeed, he never thought that Xie Wule, who was standing by, would rush over and catch him.
Xie Wule recovered a little of his true energy and deliberately pretended to be unmoved to lure the lonely old demon over. And seize the right time to condense the true energy in your hands, gathering it without releasing it, forming a thin film on your hands.
Xie Wule caught the lonely old demon and pulled him in his direction, and he was taken away from Song Zhengjing.
The lonely old demon was extremely uncomfortable, thinking that it would be difficult to escape today, and he had the idea of fighting to the death. If he succeeded, he would survive by himself. If he failed, Xie Wule would have to suffer.
After thinking about it, the lonely old demon immediately released black mist, which then expanded and enveloped Xie Wule.
Xie Wule felt his eyes go dark, and severe pain hit him all over. He was already at the end of his strength, and his recovery time was short. His true energy could wrap his arms to the limit. Seeing the anxious look on his face, he thought he was unable to resist, but unexpectedly It was myself who was unable to resist!
Under the shroud of black mist, Xie Wule's remaining true energy was immediately consumed. As he breathed, the black mist entered Xie Wule's body, corroding Xie Wule both inside and outside.
For a moment, blood oozed from Xie Wule's mouth and nose. Xie Wule struggled, but could not escape from the black mist.
Just when the lonely old demon and Xie Wule thought it would end like this, ripples suddenly appeared in the space beside them, and Xie Wule was naturally unaware of it as he was shrouded in black mist.
The lonely old demon looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, and his soul trembled in shock: "You are..."
Before he finished speaking, the man raised his hand and the lonely old demon was pulled away from Xie Wule's body.
"Master." Xie Wule raised his head with difficulty, looked at the man, it was not Xiao Zizai, and said in surprise: "Yes, Master Fan!"
Fan Shihao looked at Xie Wule, who was still holding on, and asked, "Isn't it enough?"
Xie Wule was stunned, a little confused, did not answer, and fainted.
Fan Shihao raised his hand and immediately summoned a ball of Yang Qi to wrap around Xie Wule.
He lowered his head and looked at the black mist in his hand, and pinched the Taoist formula with his other hand. The black mist was peeled off, revealing a crystal clear object.
I originally planned to pass it on to Xie Wule, but then I thought about it and decided to take a look myself first.
Fan Shihao held the crystal clear object in his hand, and for a moment a picture flooded into his mind. This thing is the memory of the lonely old demon.
From the time when the lonely old demon was born in the soul-gathering formation, to when the soul-gathering formation was broken, the lonely old demon escaped. In it, we also learned why Rhubarb lost its spiritual pearl.
The previous memory was somewhat fragmented and a large part was missing. Fan Shihao quickly passed it and suddenly found a single point of light.
Fan Shihao released it with a touch of his spiritual consciousness.
"Second brother, second brother!" The lonely old demon shouted loudly as he looked at Song Zhengjing, who was lying in a pool of blood with the corners of his mouth slightly open and closed.
But obviously Song Zhengjing couldn't hear his cry and couldn't see him.
Song Zhengjing lay there for a while, hooked his fingers hard on the long sword beside him, and used the sword to push himself up with difficulty.
Looking around at the corpses of Yu Wei and others, he seemed to be grinning, but he never smiled.
Step by step, he walked slowly forward, and after not going very far, he stopped and gasped: "Going to a national disaster, dying for the country, and dying on the battlefield is a good way to return, but there are still people in my family waiting for me to return, how can I just How about dying here like this?"
After walking dozens of steps, he stopped again and said, "I haven't seen my family for five or six years. I can't follow suit now!"
Song Zhengjing ridiculed himself all the way, and walked a few more meters with this thought. He knelt on his knees and could not get up again.
The lonely old demon followed him all the way. Seeing this great sadness, Song Zhengjing ordered his soul to disappear and died.
For a moment, Song Zhengjing's two souls, heaven and earth, entangled each other and transformed into a red figure.
The red figure looked at the old demon, and the fluctuations in his figure dissipated. The two souls spread out and rushed straight towards the old demon, merging with him.
"My soul has been destined to dissipate. The two souls of heaven and earth should also return to heaven and earth and enter the reincarnation. Now I am obsessed with it. I know that your martial arts can absorb other people's souls to strengthen my body, so I give my two souls of heaven and earth as a gift. Please My eldest brother will take care of my family for a while."
The lonely old demon looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahaha, I'm just greedy for your soul. I have never tasted such high-quality, fragrant soul. I didn't expect it to be like swill when I tasted it today. It really ruined my fun."
"I didn't blame you, it's my great kindness, but you still ask me to do things? It's ridiculous!"
"But what's even more ridiculous is that I still agree! Who asked you to call me big brother?"
The mist of the lonely old demon dropped a few drops and landed on the ground, leaving a small pit.
In the war between the two countries, many people were killed and injured every day. Even if the death energy was abundant, even without the soul gathering array, many wandering souls could not leave for a short time.
Both of these are liked by the lonely old demon. The lonely old demon kept preying, and it reappeared for the first time after being dispersed by Dahuang, and its power was greatly increased.
The war was over, and the lonely old demon returned to a cave. Song Zhengjing's body in the cave was still intact after several months.
The lonely old demon looked at Song Zhengjing's body and murmured to himself: "Big brother will definitely do what he promised you. No one can endanger your bloodline until I say goodbye!" With my
After saying that, the lonely old demon turned into black smoke and entered Song Zhengjing's body.
A few days later, Song Zhengjing suddenly opened his eyes and moved his eyes, observing his surroundings.
A few days later, Song Zhengjing's right hand became able to move.
Just like this day by day, the lonely old demon finally completely took control of Song Zhengjing's body and sat on the stone platform: "I didn't expect it to be so difficult. Now it's time to go back to the Song Mansion." When he merged with Song Zhengjing's two souls of heaven and earth, he Know some of Song Zhengjing’s memories.
The lonely old demon came to a town. His clothes were in tatters and he had to change into another one. This was really conspicuous.
"Sir, why are your hands so cold? Do you want to go to the drugstore and see a doctor?"
The lonely old demon accidentally bumped into the clothes seller, and the man immediately took his hand back.
The lonely old demon frowned, looked at the man, and then at his own hands.
The man apologized hastily: "Sorry, sir, I was nosy." No one likes to be told that they are sick.
"It's okay, thank you for reminding me." The lonely old demon left.
Song Mansion.
Shu Yiyue was cleaning the house, and a maid and a servant were making love to each other, as if they hadn't seen Shu Yiyue.
Shu Yiyue was also used to it. The servants and maids in the house had not done any work for a while.
Shu Yiyue is doing most of the things in the house now.
That night.
Several people are plotting something.
"Do you really want to do this?"
"Of course, don't you think that woman is a hindrance?"
"It's really a hindrance. She always appears next to me when I'm drinking tea. What does she want to say?"
"What if the government finds out?"
"She seldom goes out. If you don't tell me and I don't tell, who will know."
"What about his nephew? He is the leader of the martial arts alliance. Are you not afraid of him?"
"Look, it's been two years. Has he ever come to visit her? I'm afraid he has forgotten her a long time ago. He is almost alive alone!"
"Okay, where are the others?"
"Everyone else has the same idea, no problem."
After several people discussed it, they walked towards Shu Yiyue's room.
Shu Yiyue moved the coffin to her room and was kneeling in front of it. Suddenly the door was opened, Shu Yiyue heard the sound and opened her eyes to look.
Four or five men with knives broke in.
Shu Yiyue was shocked and hurriedly stood up and said angrily: "What are you doing? Have I ever treated you badly? I miss your hard work on weekdays, and I also tacitly allow you to rest recently. What else do you have to be dissatisfied with?"
The leading man held the knife and stepped forward with a smile: "If you want to blame it, it's the boss of the Song family; if you want to blame it, it's you who killed your husband and son!"
"Shut up!" Shu Yiyue was furious.
"You think I'm noisy? It will be quiet down there when you die! You still want to thank me for sending you down to reunite with them!" The man slashed at Shu Yiyue.
Shu Yiyue closed her eyes, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and a figure broke through the roof and fell from the sky. He held the blade in one hand and blocked it in front of Shu Yiyue.
The servant was originally a guard of the Song Dynasty. He knew some martial arts and had a keen sense. He pulled out the sword and found that it was not moving at all, so he hurriedly backed away.
The lonely old demon looked back to see if Shu Yiyue was injured. Shu Yiyue slowly opened her eyes, took the old demon's hand and warmed it: "Husband!"
The lonely old demon showed a stiff smile: "It's me."
Shu Yiyue reluctantly let go of her hand and stepped aside.
The servant took the weapon from the accomplice and saw the face of the person clearly: "Hmph! Pretending to be a ghost, pretending to be a dead person. A coward who doesn't even dare to show his true face, dares to ruin my good deeds?"
The lonely old demon glared at them, and his sharp gaze made them take a step back unconsciously. The old demon whispered: "Die!" At the same time, he waved his right hand, and several black mist shot out. The servant blocked it with his sword, but who would have thought that the steel blade was penetrated through a hole.
Several people had no time to be shocked before they turned into a pool of blood.
Shu Yiyue had never seen this scene before. She fainted. The lonely old demon stepped forward to support her and carried her to the bed.
The next day.
Shu Yiyue woke up and saw that the roof was intact and there was no sign of anyone coming inside the house. She felt disappointed because it turned out to be a dream.
Pushing open the door, a man came with breakfast. Seeing Shu Yiyue, he raised the breakfast he was carrying and said with a smile: "Yiyue, breakfast."
