Gao Shuhuai fled back to the cave in embarrassment, drifting through the front cave to the back cave.
He is not the only one who lives in Tianzhu Cave. There is also Han Qiufeng, a four-headed Taoist, who is his senior brother. He is older than him and looks younger than him. He looks like a young man under thirty. His skin is smooth and rosy, and he wears a He was sitting cross-legged on the couch with his red bellyband embroidered with talismans and seals with gold thread, and covered with a hazy gauze garment, with his eyes closed and he was practicing.
Gao Shuhuai threw himself into the back hole and shouted: "Brother, save me!"
Han Qiufeng opened his eyes and was surprised to see that his junior brother only had his soul left: "How could you..."
Gao Shuhuai interrupted him: "I was beheaded by someone and my body was destroyed. I had no choice but to escape from my soul and escape back. I don't have time to say more. The enemy is already chasing me. Senior brother, hurry up and prepare to meet the enemy!"
Han Qiufeng raised his brows and raised his right hand. The whisk hanging on the wall flew into his hand automatically. Without Gao Shuhuai's further explanation, he had already sensed that the cave door had been broken down and the enemy had entered the cave.
He waved the whisk from side to side twice: "Sword Qi? Where did you provoke the juniors of Jiulong Palace?"
Gao Shuhuai frowned: "I didn't know he was from Jiulong Palace beforehand, and my eagle was killed by him..."
Before he finished speaking, Han Qiufeng shouted angrily: "No!" He quickly threw out a cloud of black smoke from his fly whisk to wrap himself up. The black smoke dispersed, and he disappeared completely. "Needless to say, Let me capture him first before we discuss it!"
But when Liang Xingyang entered the Tianzhu Cave, he saw that the cave was carved out of a giant glacier. The top and bottom sides were crystal clear, as if he had entered a crystal room. The ground was covered with thick carpets, and the left and right walls were decorated with reliefs and hanging hangings. There are eight long banners, as well as furniture such as an Arhat bed and a chest of drawers.
Han Qiufeng waved the whisk twice before, causing a thick black mist to surge up from the carpet under the teacher. In the mist, dense women's hair sprouted, as if they had entered a silk hole. Black silk surged out from Liang Xingyang's ankles upwards. It grew entangled and submerged him in an instant.
Liang Xingyang immediately released the Pure Yang Fairy Sword, and the white sword light burst out. The ghost's hair was broken inch by inch, and exploded into black ash. These black ash fell from top to bottom, and the sound of a woman's howling could be faintly heard in the air. scream.
Liang Xingyang calmed down and was not fascinated by the terrifying illusion. He first used the flying sword to twist the carpet under his teaching into pieces. The carpet was woven with the hair of boys and girls, and then was refined with evil methods. There were many things attached to it. After the evil ghosts were scattered, they all ran out. They were floating in the air, swimming in the black ashes, baring their teeth and claws, choosing people to eat.
Liang Xingyang mobilized the Pure Yang Fairy Sword to sweep away, and all the evil things were wiped out.
"Bastard!" Black smoke emerged from the gloomy wooden bed, and there was one more person, it was Han Qiufeng, "Although the Nine Dragon Palace is powerful, our Taiyin Sect is not afraid! It seems that you have good bones, which can be used to refine my... Mud plow flags!”
Liang Xingyang saw that this evil spirit had higher magic power than the previous Gao Shuhuai, so he did not dare to neglect it. He sprayed out his true energy and used the lightning flash activated by the Pure Yang Fairy Sword to fly up and down, covering the entire bed and attacking fiercely.
Han Qiufeng waved his whisk to resist, and the silk whisks continued to grow. However, Li Gui's hair broke and scattered one after another under the sword light. Soon he was left and right, and was forced to within three feet in front of him by the sword light. The edge of the fairy sword continued to shine in front of him. Swinging by, the hairs all over his body exploded.
"Death to the demon!" Liang Xingyang gathered his energy and sent out a sword with all his strength, piercing through the layers of black silk before Han Qiufeng's eyes, and then with a flash of lightning, cut his neck into two pieces!
Han Qiufeng was decapitated by a sword, but there was no blood spurting from his neck, his body did not fall, and his head did not roll off. He still waved the fly whisk, and a cloud of black energy surged up from the couch, covering his whole body, and then disappeared out of thin air.
The next moment, all the flags in the cave were fluttering, and the dark wind suddenly rose, penetrating the bones of people, filling the room with black smoke and ghosts.
Liang Xingyang summoned the flying sword back to protect himself, and suddenly a person appeared from the front right, wearing a red bellyband and a hazy gauze. It was Han Qiufeng, holding a black iron sword in his hand, and yelled: "Little beast! Today I will cut you into pieces!" He said and came to kill with his sword.
Liang Xingyang released his flying sword to kill. Han Qiufeng held an iron sword to parry the chop. His sword was also a powerful magical weapon. It was dark and made of unknown materials. The spine of the sword was covered with totem talismans, and a thick black mist wrapped around it. The sword body was not cut off even after more than ten blows with the Chunyang Immortal Sword.
At this time, another person was killed in the black mist on the left front, and he was exactly the same as Han Qiufeng. He was holding a short spear in his hand. It was made of iron, carved with talismans, and entangled with black spirits. He stabbed with all his strength: "Death to the puppy!"
Liang Xingyang hurriedly recalled the flying sword to hold the iron spear, and two more Han Qiufeng came from behind, one holding a knife and the other holding a halberd.
Four Han Qiufeng surrounded Liang Xingyang, and all kinds of weapons surrounded him, slashing and stabbing him endlessly.
Liang Xingyang was determined and did not panic. He stood firmly in the center, held the sword secret in his hand, and controlled the Pure Yang Fairy Sword like a dragon. He flew around and parried the opponent's weapons. Because his flying sword was extremely fast, he looked forward to it. In front, suddenly behind, when the electric light shines, it seems to form a sword net to protect him inside. No matter which direction the enemy's weapons come from, they will be blocked. When they collide, a large amount of sparks and electric light will explode. !
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding" weapons kept hitting, black mist surged in the room, and ghosts roared continuously.
Black mist combined with ghost roars can shock people's minds and cause hallucinations, which is a common method used by the Taiyin Sect.
Liang Xingyang's mind was unwavering. No matter what it was, as long as it came close to him, he would slash it with his sword and it would either break apart or collapse.
Both sides spent about a cup of tea. Liang Xingyang sprayed his true energy continuously. The more he fought, the more brave he became. The light on the Pure Yang Fairy Sword became more and more intense. On the contrary, the black energy on the weapons of the four Han Qiufeng became thinner and thinner, and finally "clicked" With a sound, the black iron sword broke first and broke into more than a dozen pieces of scrap metal, followed closely by the other black iron demon sword that also broke into two pieces!
"Hit!" Liang Xing raised his sword hand and pointed it at Han Qiufeng who was holding the sword. The Pure Yang Immortal Sword was fired at him, and with one strike of the sword, Han Qiufeng's body dispersed into a puff of black smoke, leaving only his head, and he was about to fly away. The Pure Yang Sword turned around and circled it. In the blink of an eye, it split into two pieces and fell to the ground, revealing two halves of a skull and bones.
One of the four incarnations of Han Qiufeng died, and the remaining three were no match for Liang Xingyang. He killed them one after another with his sword. They were all white bones and skeletons. When the last one was cut open and fell, a tragic sound came from the inner cave. Call.
Liang Xingyang hurried to the inner cave. Han Qiufeng's headless body fell to the ground, his head rolled aside, blood splattered, and the bed was covered in scarlet.
"This demonic spell is a bit magical." Liang Xingyang used a flying sword to chop his body into seventeen or eighty pieces, and split his head into two halves. He was sure that his soul was gone and there was no possibility of resurrection. He looked for Gao Shuhuai's soul again and found it in I met a girl in a side cave.
