Not to mention Tianzhu Peak, the entire Wudang is filled with dense sword energy. I am afraid that even the pilgrims who go up the mountain to offer incense can feel this sudden biting coldness.
The weather is getting warmer, but the weather is not what it should be at this time. In front of the dilapidated hut in the mountains, more than twenty flying swords were suspended in front of Hu Feizhen. The mighty sword intent stirred up the world. The Taoist nun who had deceived his master and killed his ancestors and betrayed his master fell to his knees, trembling all over.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, shattering the black veil without hurting the skin. The superb method, the mysterious technique, and the precise control of every square inch show his skill in controlling the sword.
Zhao Ruoshi looked at this strange yet familiar face and frowned slightly. Hu Fei was so frightened that he didn't really dare to move. The sword tips trembled outside several large acupoints on his body. Although the big sword in his throat had no edge, the faint and surging sword intent that spread throughout his body was refreshing, more powerful than the front, back, and left sides. The combined momentum of those twenty-odd wooden swords is enough.
Hu Feizhen had every reason to believe that if he acted rashly, this bladeless sword with the word "Community" visible on it would smash his head into pieces in the blink of an eye.
Clearing his throat again, Zhao Ruoshi asked: "Can you speak now?" It must be said that this abandoned Confucian Tanhualang abandoned Confucianism and practiced Taoism for several years, but he still cannot forget the principles of Confucianism.
"Li" means being polite first and then fighting, or treating others with courtesy. This Taoist's words and deeds are more like those of a Confucian scholar.
Hu Feizhen could only move his eyes, and the shock shown by the contraction of the pupils in his almond-shaped eyes was obvious. Fear had already taken over his whole body, and he was even trembling uncontrollably because of fear, so he was cautious.
The aura emanating from those flying swords already contradicted her subconscious movements.
"Take these swords away, and I'll tell you everything." I'm afraid even Hu Feizhen didn't notice it. He wanted to say such bargaining words with great force, and the emotional expression in his instinct made his voice change a little. It showed that she wanted to manipulate the other party, but instead showed the fear in her bones.
It's generous and laughable.
"Why?" As Zhao Ruoshi spoke, his fingers that turned into sword movements moved slightly, and the tips of more than twenty flying swords came closer.
Hu Feizhen could clearly feel the needle-pricking sensation of the sword energy penetrating into his skin, and his pores stood up in discomfort.
Creepy. Hu Feizhen stretched her neck, trying to get away from these heart-racing swords, but unexpectedly there was another stinging pain on the top of her head, which scared her to stop her movements, and her fear deepened.
Zhao Ruoshi looked at his wife behind him, and the meaning in his eyes was probably something that only a woman who had been with each other for thirty years and spent forty years together could understand.
When her husband asked about Shi Gandang's injury, Lin Xue shook his head and said it was okay. With my husband's cultivation ability, can't he still control this strength?
Zhao Ruoshi looked at Hu Feizhen again,
"I ask a question, and you answer a question." From then on, it didn't matter whether the other party agreed or not. Of course, in this case, the other party couldn't help but refuse to agree. Zhao Ruoshi asked: "Taoist Liu Fulu, Taoist Li Ji, Taoist Aunt Huang Fang, you are all Killed?" Naturally, Hu Fei really didn't want to speak.
The inside story is related to the sect that calls itself Jiuju. He has only just joined and has not yet made any achievements. Is it possible that he will be forced to betray it due to circumstances?
Thinking of the master from Fuying, the fear in my heart tightened again. That night a year ago, when he saw with his own eyes the white-haired old man who had only one eye left and chopped off the head of the head of Wuliang Palace with a dull knife, there were painful wails as the knife fell again and again. With the screams and screams, and the one-eyed old man's unscrupulous smile, it is probably not an exaggeration to call it a hell on earth.
After that, the old man was covered in blood, his white hair dripping with blood, and his face was ferocious under the torch. When he said that he wanted to compete with a young woman in fur next to him to see who could kill more people, he was so frightened that he became incontinent. He was afraid of this for the rest of his life. I won't forget it.
Such bloody memories made Hu Feizhen have to consider the consequences of betraying this sect. However, with just a blink of an eye, a flying sword hanging on the left side penetrated Hu Feizhen's arm with a gesture from Zhao Ruoshi, and was pulled out without any hesitation.
As the flying sword returned to its position, a stream of blood spattered, and the sight of blood splattering on the arm was enough to show the ruthlessness of this blow.
The blood instantly dyed the white robe red, and Hu Feizhen groaned. Under the chilling sword energy, there were big beads of sweat on his forehead. It was obvious that he was in extreme pain.
"Two arms and two legs. Then I will cut off your limbs inch by inch. Start with the fingers first, then the toes. You can try it." These words reminded me again of the cruel scene that night that was not about killing people but torturing people. , Hu Fei's true body is like sifting chaff.
She felt that the fear left in her that night was much greater than now. After all, the sword-fighting technique she had never seen just now was just a matter of fear, and what happened that night made her think of it inadvertently. There was a contraction in the lower abdomen.
The right arm was stabbed again without even a warning. Finally, the bone-crushing pain made Hu Feizhen stop insisting. His gasping voice became more trembling, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I killed him, I killed him."
"Why?" Hu Feizhen was now like a rat in a bellows, suffering from both sides. This issue already involves this sect that even I don't know much about. The master I just accepted has repeatedly told me not to expose it, but if I don't say it now, I'm afraid I will get stabbed again.
The next cut was to the leg. This is really a dilemma between heaven and man. He didn't even hear an answer while taking a breath. Zhao Ruoshi raised his hand, and the wooden sword swayed during his movements, but he didn't make any next move.
Hu Feizhen was almost going crazy. This kind of appetite-sucking desire, whether it is good or bad, is a great torture.
"Are you going to tell me?" The words were short and no longer as chatty as they were at the beginning, but every word was still like a big stone, hitting the other person's heart.
Hu Feizhen was thinking of a reason to deceive the Taoist priest in front of him who was not very afraid in comparison.
Figures moved in the forest, and a woman laughed loudly.
"Midnight, you are so easy to fool. Don't you know that there is a saying called surrounding and annihilating?"... Such a shocking one-sided crushing fight here, coupled with that hand is comparable to the world. The immortal's request for sword skills naturally attracted the attention of Ye San Geng and Jiu Gong Yan, who were not far away.
The vast aura fills the world, with turbulent waves and overwhelming waves. It ripples out from nowhere, which is enough to make people inadvertently surprised by the richness and duration of this aura.
Different from the calm indifference shown in the middle of the night, what Jiugong Yan showed was unexpected surprise.
I'm afraid she, who is obviously not an expert as a teacher, may not know what this shocking sight is about.
Faced with Ye Sangeng's meaningful smile, Jiugong Yan quickly concealed the obvious thoughts on Yueran's face that could no longer be obvious, covered up her momentary gaffe with a smile, and said, "It's just an appearance." Ye Sangeng sneered and shook his head,
"I've always been wondering, what gives you such confidence, calculating this and that, sitting in a well and looking at the sky without knowing it, and yet you can say such things so brazenly, could it be that you are the old man in your family?" After gathering her thoughts, Jiugongyan laughed more naturally than before and said: "Perhaps, when you know all my plans, you will know what my confidence is." Thinking again of this thoughtful woman who once stood in the watershed. There are endless counterattacks one after another, although they are all self-defeating in the ever-changing situation, but based on this alone, this woman will never take risks so blatantly alone.
Could it be Yue Qingfeng, whom she had already caught? In the middle of the night, I couldn't help but curse in my heart, why can't this bastard bastard control his own legs? In the past, he just talked about taking advantage of others, but why is he so confused this time?
Thinking of this, and then thinking of the fire set in the Taihe Hall on the mountain, Ye San suddenly seemed to be enlightened. Looking at the woman in front of him with a delicious smile, he once again chose to understand his justifiable uncle.
Damn Yue Qingfeng, just wait and go to the ravine to be a catcher! On the third night of the night, I even complained more bitterly. Ye San Geng sighed: "I'm waiting for Yue Qingfeng, right?" Jiugong Yan said with a smile: "Yes and no." Ye San Geng was confused again,
"You don't think he can beat me, do you?"
"What about the two of us joining forces?" Ye Sangen nodded and said, "Then I will get rid of you first."
"You can't do this." Jiugongyan directly denied the idea of midnight,
"Because you still have more unresolved problems, you can't kill me." Ye Sangen shook his head in the direction that exuded the awe-inspiring sword intent.
"I can definitely ask her then." Jiugong Yan shook her head and said, "She doesn't dare."
"Huh?" The certainty revealed in Jiugongyan's tone once again confused Ye Sangeng again. He said with some humor: "I have many ways to make a person speak." Jiugong Yan still shook his head and denied Ye Sangeng,
"She doesn't dare." She was completely speechless at Jiugongyan's confidence. Ye Sangeng sneered, "You can definitely give it a try." Seeing Ye Sangeng's disbelief, Jiugongyan suggested, "Why don't we go over and have a look together? , look at the situation over there, is it your so-called Bingdilian who is more powerful, or the secret technique in my sect." Naturally, he was also concerned about the situation over there, and he also wanted to see how the so-called secret technique in Jiugongyan's mouth was controlled in the third night. A person's own use.
Driven by curiosity, Ye San Geng said: "You go first." Seeing Ye San Geng's worry, Jiugong Yan once again said with a crooked eyebrow and a smile: "You don't have to be afraid, I won't leave until I get you. "The third watch of the night turned a deaf ear.
The Fuying woman, who had a delicious smile, smiled coquettishly, turned around and left.
