Before crossing the formation, Jiang Ye watched calmly as Chen Nu broke his green vegetable sword into two pieces. Then he looked towards the world.
Unfortunately, nothing was seen.
Nothing happened either.
It seems that what I imagined, those so-called luring enemies are just imagination.
But misbelief turns into misbelief.
Naturally, Ginger Ye would not sit still and wait for death. Holding the half-length green cabbage sword tightly, the remaining vitality in Jiang Ye's divine sea surged crazily, and then the whole person turned into sword light and fell into the green mountains of the world.
Chennu shook off some of the blood left behind by the sword's will in his palms, put his hands back into his sleeves, and gathered the power of the witches and ghosts around him, turning into a witching river, and then the witching river followed the sword light, Also heading towards the human world.
The sword light broke through the fog on the cliff, and before it fell into the mountains and river valleys in the great swamp, it was chased by Wuhe, and Jiang Ye was swept into the Wuhe, including his sword.
Then Chen Nu's figure slowly walked out of the Wu River hovering above the green mountains.
Looking at Jiang Ye's pale expression and the messy appearance after being burned by fire, he said calmly: "Is this the last struggle?"
Seeing that things had come to this, Jiang Ye didn't try anything more. He just glanced at the empty Divine Sea, then sat down in the Wu River holding the broken sword, and said softly: "It's just some of my attempts."
Chen Nu looked at Jiang Ye quietly and said slowly: "What are you trying?"
Jiang Ye just laughed softly and said nothing.
The Wu River hovered above the green mountains for a long time, and then slowly dispersed.
The ginger leaf fell at the foot of the mountain, and Chennu was not far away, full of witch and ghost power, slowly walking towards him.
Jiang Ye clenched the broken sword in his hand.
Seeing him like this, Chennu said sarcastically: "Can you still draw a sword?"
Jiang Ye was not angry, but his eyes slowly slid over the sword and said calmly: "Of course you can draw the sword at any time."
A secular child can figure out a sword by holding a stick and stabbing it forward.
Then naturally ginger leaves can also produce many swords.
It's just that those swords are meaningless in this situation.
But Jiang Ye still wanted to give it a try.
So he lowered his head and coughed, and then suddenly jumped up holding the broken sword.
There is still some sword intent around him, but it is already very weak.
There is still some sword wind under his feet, but he can no longer roll up his robe.
Jumping up while holding a broken sword, you can naturally kill someone.
But if a Southern Chu spirit witch would die under such a stupid sword move, then Huang Liang would not be saved.
So Chennu didn't even move. Jiang Ye's sword fell on the body-protecting Wu River, and then he and the sword fell back together.
Jiang Ye rolled around at the foot of the mountain a few times and suddenly regretted it, so he said the same thing.
"I suddenly regretted it."
Chennu walked towards him slowly and asked calmly: "What do you regret?"
Jiang Ye sat there with his sword in his hand and said softly: "I should have saved some strength at that time, what if it was really possible to kill you while you were not paying attention?"
Chen Nu found this kind of whimsical words very ridiculous.
So I felt that it was equally ridiculous to waste time here with such a ridiculous Sword Sect disciple.
So Chennu stretched out a hand, the power of the witches and ghosts gathered on it, and pressed down on Jiang Ye who was sitting in front of him.
Jiang Ye suddenly laughed and said, "I suddenly realized that I don't have to regret it anymore."
Chen Nu suddenly discovered that something was wrong with the wind in the green mountains.
It's like a sword passing through the wind.
Are there any Sword Sect disciples in Daze?
Chen Nu temporarily withdrew his hand and turned to look behind the surging clouds and mist above the green mountains.
There is indeed a sword coming from the world.
It didn't come suddenly, it was just held in the hands of a Sword Sect disciple with his clothes open, coming towards this green mountain from behind those clouds and mist.
Chennu didn't understand what they, the disciples of the Sword Sect, wanted to do.
He admitted that there was a great truth in the sword, and even if he was not aware of it for a moment, he might die under the sword of these Sword Sect disciples.
But I'm not stupid.
Naturally, they wouldn't even have a chance to get close to him, so how could they send a sword over?
Chen Nu quietly looked at the Sword Sect disciple who might have come from a very high cloud and mist cliff.
Raise your hand and the river will gather again.
But the next moment, Chennu heard Jiang Ye chuckle behind him, and then his expression changed.
What made Chen Nu change his expression was naturally not Jiang Ye's innocuous laughter.
But when the laughter fell, the Sword Sect disciple who came through the cloud cliff holding the Sleepless Sword suddenly disappeared in the sky.
Not too fast, but disappeared into thin air.
When Jiang Ye transformed into a sword, although he escaped from that place instantly, he could still see the track in his sight.
But now this Sword Sect disciple didn't even have a trace, he just disappeared under the sky.
Along with those sword intentions and sword winds, they disappeared into the world.
But this is no mystery.
On the contrary, as a Southern Chu spirit wizard, Chennu was quite familiar with that kind of disappearance.
Ghost magic, go beyond the line.
But isn't he a disciple of the Sword Sect?
Why do you use this kind of ghost technique that even many Nanchu shamans don't know?
Chennu only had time to think of this thought.
Then the Wu River around him hurriedly gathered to protect him.
The next moment, the Sword Sect disciple with his clothes open appeared behind Chen Nu.
Although Chennu didn't understand why this Jianzong disciple knew Nanchu ghost arts, Chennu still breathed a sigh of relief when he appeared.
As long as you can see, there isn't much of a threat.
Chennu thought so.
The Wu River will spread out.
Then, he saw the sword sect disciple holding the sword also having countless witch and ghost powers surging around him.
He broke through Chennu's body-protecting Wuhe.
When Chennu felt the rich and ancient power of witches and ghosts, he suddenly understood.
There are no disciples of the Sword Sect.
It's just that the young master has no regrets.
Then among the diffused witch and ghost power, a sword pierced straight into his heart.
Chennu wanted to question Young Master Wubei, but another sword stabbed him behind him.
This sword is very blunt.
Probably because it was disconnected.
As a result, Chen Nu's chest was bulged forward high after being hit.
It looks very funny.
So the words of questioning were choked back with blood.
However, Young Master Wubei, who looked like a disciple of the Sword Sect, understood that Chen Nu could not understand something.
Looking at the Nanchu spirit wizard who slowly fell down.
The Southern Chu Lingsha died in frustration in the green mountains of Daze.
Young Master Wubei said softly: "I don't know if you still remember, but not long ago, when we were still in Daze, I asked you something."
"Do you want to die?"
Young Master Wubei bent down and pulled out the sword in his hand with a pop. Chennu opened his eyes wide, as if he was recalling the scene beside Daze.
"You didn't answer at the time, so I assumed that you thought about it."
Young Master Wubei spoke extremely calmly.
The action of shaking off the blood on the sword was extremely simple.
Not only Chen Nu, but also Jiang Ye on the side was also deeply silent.
In the future, when someone asks you if you want to die, do you have to answer sincerely that you don’t?
Young Master Wubei didn't care what Jiang Ye was thinking. He shook off the blood on the sword, put it into its sheath, and threw the sword into the arms of Jiang Ye who was sitting beside him.
"This is your senior brother's sword, put it away." Young Master Wubei said calmly, then turned and walked towards the green mountains of Daze.
After walking not far, he fell down with a plop.
Huai Min slept soundly this time.
Jiang Ye stood up not far away holding his sword, thinking so.
Chen Nu beside him also had no breath.
Jiang Ye lowered his head, turned Chennu over, pulled out his sword, put it into the scabbard, and then quietly walked towards the outside of Daze with the two swords.
The story here is a bit ridiculous.
Jiang Yeru thought.
Of course, maybe he didn't know what happened between Chennu and Gongzi Wubei.
That's why I can't understand it.
It’s just Brother Huaimin...
Jiang Ye was silent for a while.
He didn't say anything, he just clenched his sword and looked back at the body that fell at the foot of the mountain.
Maybe he is the innocent person involved?
...
The night beside Nanyi River is rich.
Young Master Wubei sat there quietly with his eyes closed.
It wasn't until a long time later that he opened his eyes, looking a little pale.
He had been injured in the battle with the unknown Jian Zong senior brother outside Daze. At this time, he forcibly placed the power of his soul on the Jian Zong disciple named Huai Min. Naturally, he suddenly During this time, the injury to the soul worsened again.
Hovering next to him was a sword.
Chen Huaifeng's wolfberry sword.
There is some wind and rain on the sword, but it is not heavy. It is just pulled from a distance somewhere in Nanyi City.
There is the Tonggui Monument.
When the figure of Young Master Wubei stepped into Nanyi City, the sword came, but it stayed there without doing anything.
Just like the situation when Ming Mayfly appeared in Nanyi City.
Chen Huaifeng is still one step away from the road.
So there was no reason to take action.
Just hovering there meant that Nanyi City knew of his arrival.
The power of witches and ghosts slowly surged around Young Master Wubei, and then gradually calmed down. He coughed twice and turned to look at the wolfberry sword that had been coming for a long time.
Then from a distance, a young man walked towards here holding a sword.
Young Master Wubei looked at the young man quietly. He didn't know who this young man was.
But I think he must be a young disciple of the Human Sword Sect who has not been practicing swordsmanship for a long time.
The young boy Hu Lu stopped next to Young Master Wubei with his sword in his arms. He tilted his head and looked at the young man who was missing his lower lip for a long time before he said, "Senior brother asked me to come over and ask, what are you doing in Nanyi City? "
Young Master Wubei said calmly: "Come and take a look."
The young boy Hu Lu was a little puzzled. He didn't know who this person was, but at that time, senior brother Huai Feng suddenly sent his sword away from the tomb mountain, and then asked him to come over and ask.
Hu Lu held the sword, tilted her head and looked at Young Master Wubei, thought for a moment, and said, "Senior brother said he has some feelings."
Young Master Wubei asked slowly: "How does it feel?"
Hu Lu raised his head slightly and said proudly: "The feeling of entering the great avenue."
Young Master Wubei smiled softly and said, "That's a good thing. Senior Brother Huaifeng stopped at the Ninth Realm of the Small Path many years ago. If he doesn't enter the Great Dao, it will naturally be a little unreasonable."
"Aren't you afraid?" Hu Lu looked at the strange young man in front of him curiously.
Everything is weird, not just the clothes and face.
Young Master Wubei stood up, coughing softly, and walked along the quiet Nanyi River. The rain had lightened up a lot, and it was pattering like a spring rain.
Hu Lu followed up with the sword in his arms, and the wolfberry sword hovered beside the two of them.
"Of course I'm not afraid." Young Master Wubei said calmly, "Because I entered that realm earlier than him."
Spirit witches are naturally the great road.
Hu Lu was silent for a while and said, "Then you should be Young Master Wubei."
Young Master Wubei said softly: "I thought you should be able to guess it earlier."
Hu Lu held the sword and said nonchalantly: "Why should I guess it earlier? I have never seen you, and I have never interacted with you."
"But your senior brother's sword stopped here very vigilantly, and he asked you to say something similar to a threat. You should have guessed that we are enemies."
Young Master Wubei smiled slightly and said, "And he is a very strong enemy."
"My senior brothers are also very strong." Hu Lu said.
"That will happen in the future." Young Master Wubei looked at the drizzle in the river and said calmly: "I am still stronger now, so they can only send the sword here."
Hu Lu was silent for a while.
Indeed.
"When do you want to see it?"
Young Master Wubei looked up at the night world, thought for a moment and said, "Until I see something I want to see."
"I don't know why people like you always like to say things that people can't understand." Hu Lu was a little distressed because he really didn't know what Young Master Wubei was talking about.
Young Master Wubei said calmly: "Because this is something you don't need and it's difficult to know."
"You can tell me briefly so that I can go back and tell my senior brother. Otherwise, my trip will be in vain. Maybe they will think that I am just a little kid and can't ask anything."
Hu Lu looked at Young Master Wubei sincerely.
Young Master Wubei was silent for a while, then turned to look in the direction of the tomb mountain.
"I'm looking for the source of something that scares your senior brother and the others." Young Master Wubei's gaze passed through the rain curtain, not knowing where it landed.
"What is it? Is it in Nanyi City?" Hu Lu asked.
Young Master Wubei said softly: "I don't know either, but when the wind blows in the big swamp, Nanyi City is the closest place to him."
"Why isn't it Huangliang's Digong or Moque?"
"I was right there, and there was nothing there." Young Master Wubei said quietly.
Hu Lu thought for a long time and found that there was nothing more to ask. He tilted his head, looked at Young Master Wubei and said, "Then you have to be more honest."
Young Master Wubei laughed and said calmly: "I'm not honest, what can you do?"
"I will ask my master to come back and beat you." Hu Lu said sincerely, "My senior brothers are old and they are embarrassed to ask their own adults to come forward, but I am different. I am a fourteen-year-old boy. I am still I have the natural right to go home and find an adult, which is acquiesced in the world. So if I am bullied and go to the master, the master will definitely come back and give you a good beating."
After hearing what the young boy Hu Lu said, Young Master Wubei was silent for a while and said, "Okay."
The young Hu Lu might really be able to call Cong Ren.
Therefore, Young Master Wubei had to lower his head.
Hu Lu was very satisfied with Young Master Wubei's obedience, nodded, hugged his sword, and headed towards the tomb mountain.
Young Master Wubei stood by the river, quietly watching the young man disappearing in the drizzle.
Naturally, what the young boy Hu Lu said did not make Young Master Wubei feel any anger.
On the contrary, it made him feel a little sad.
Hua Wuxi never asked him to stand up for him.
This is a pity.
Young Master Wubei turned his head and looked at the Nanyi River that was flowing slowly in the night rain.
So where is my poor brother now?
Young Master Wubei walked silently along the river as if taking a stroll.
...
Chen Huaifeng sat quietly in the drizzle of Tomb Hill with his sword in his arms.
The curtain of wind and rain is still hidden in his arms.
Untouched.
Whether it was Ming Mayfly or Young Master Wubei, although such characters appeared in Nanyi City, they did not make Chen Huaifeng feel any threat, so he naturally stayed put.
Just like what Young Master Wubei said.
What they fear has never been these witches and ghosts.
But something from Osawa.
Or someone deeper still hidden.
Just like what Chen Huaifeng saw in Liu Sanyue's wounds when he came back.
Liu Sanyue was seriously injured.
But strangely, those wounds were not left to him by the vast swamp.
It's Taoism and sword intent.
In the final analysis, this war that dragged down the entire Jianzong and Lingnan was just the surface of something hidden in the darkness floating up.
What is it that wants to cause chaos in the world?
This is what really needs attention.
Just like the sword in Master's heart.
Chen Huaifeng didn't ask anything at that time.
But I can guess some.
Those who hide behind the public, hide in the night and do not want to show up, are not only targeting Nanyi City.
So when Xiao Hulu panted up the tomb hill holding his sword and conveyed the words of Young Master Wubei to Chen Huaifeng, the thirty-two-year-old Jianzong brother said nothing.
He just looked at his own divine sea.
Those Tao fruits are still growing vigorously.
I don’t know when they will all fall into the sea.
He has been taking this step for many years.
But it's still not the end.
Only after you have entered the Great Dao can you be qualified to speak at a higher level of spiritual practice.
Of course, Chen Huaifeng was not just sitting under the Tonggui Monument.
He is not Qingyi. Sitting on the cliff, there is no one in the world to stir up the undercurrent.
He is just a small Dao realm swordsman with a wind and rain Dao technique.
The original Taoist technique from Bai Fengyu was being continuously refined by Chen Huaifeng using his sword intent.
When the sword intent travels through the wind and rain, some Dao Yun will be cut off, fall into the Dao Sea, turn into vitality, and support those Dao Fruits.
It's really fast.
Of course Xiaohulu wasn’t just talking nonsense.
He entered the avenue in his thirties. Although he was a little late, he was still extremely talented.
Therefore, Chen Huaifeng will be much better than his senior brother.
The main thing is that he is young.
Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't get to the avenue before those stories.
That wind and rain technique can still allow Chen Huaifeng to inspire this monument.
It's just like this, a little embarrassed.
