Chapter 47: The Road is on the Edge of the Sky

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On the hillside, two figures were entangled.

Mu Shen didn't expect that Wu Yi would suddenly make a move, and after a little hesitation, the person arrived in front of him, and the momentum was so fast, it was not much better than the monk's wind control body method. He was about to urge the flying sword to block, but he was already hit by the scabbard on his leg. Although it has mana to protect the body, it also consumes the mind. Immediately after that, the back ass was hit again, and it was very embarrassing. In particular, the noise is constant and annoying.

"With this move, the iron spear swept the flag and floated ......"

"Ka-"

When Mu Shen was anxious, the mana of the body protection collapsed again. He didn't dare to be careless, his body retreated, and when the embarrassment eased a little, he turned back again. With his cultivation, he can stay away at any time, but in front of everyone's eyes, this move is tantamount to running away. It was precisely his indecision that made someone more and more arrogant!

"With this move, the Raptors crossed the river and moved the nine skies......"

Before the blameless shout fell, the short sword in his hand had been swept out.

Mu Shen dodged and moved sideways, not forgetting to urge the flying sword to take advantage of the situation to counterattack. The opponent's hand is shaking, and raising his leg is a slap in the face. At the same time, the sword light also drew a bloody mark on the opponent's back.

"Bang-"

Mu Shen realized that he had been fooled, and he was kicked under his crotch, although it was no big deal, Tie Qing's face was already ashamed.

What raptor crossed the river, it was clearly a poisonous snake out of the hole. And he always uses the sword, why does he suddenly make a move? It's just a splashy fight, without any rules, but he is pressing step by step, and he is harmful.

Mu Shen had the intention of casting spells and talismans, but he was afraid that he would repeat the mistakes of the past and make futile efforts, so he simply drove the flying sword with all his might, and had to retreat again and again in order to counterattack. And every time he succeeded, he himself would inevitably be hit hard by the scabbard. And the savage boy just pounced on him like a dead man, and he was forced to duck again.

And after the kick was kicked, he wanted to smash his sword angrily, but he pounced, turned his head and chased after him.

As a result, the grappling on the hillside turned into a chase battle. However, the original contest with great disparity between strength and weakness has reversed the situation in the blink of an eye. It was Mu Shen who was going around in circles to avoid it. Then he was followed by the bare-limbed Wu Blame, brandishing a short sword with a sheath, while shouting violently: "Take me a move, catch a turtle in the urn and pass on the good news......

The name of this trick was still majestic at first, but why is it becoming more and more unbearable? Oh, it turns out to be a different way of scolding!

Mu Shen was anxious, angry, and helpless, urging the flying sword to slash indiscriminately.

And the kid looked thin, but stinky and hard, and after each sword, he could only leave a bloody mark on his body. It's just an ordinary man, it's not unusual to be so weird. Is it because of the treasures of the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls, or because of the fame of his short sword, or because of the flying sword given by his master, or because of his own lack of mana......

The peaks and peaks in the canyon are stacked, the scenery is colorful, and then there is a warm sunshine, like a picture scroll has been spread, quiet and beautiful. It's just that the movement on the hillside adds a bit of noise that shouldn't be there.

Xiang Rong and Gou Jun, the two stewards, were still watching, but the expressions on each other's faces were uncertain. Although Mu Shen has a five-layer cultivation, and the real mana is only a fourth-layer, although it is not worth a penny, it is still too much stronger than mortals. That disciple of Yujing Peak has no cultivation, and his muscles and bones are strong, his strength is great, his movements are agile, and his momentum is crazy, which is not much better than the masters among the feathers. The two were originally very different, but now they are very different, there must be something strange in them, and why?

Ye Zi was surprised and lost his voice: "Oh, a mortal is actually beating a monk, sister, look......"

Ziyan noticed it at the right time, stared silently, and ripples flashed again in her gradually silent eyes.

Is the man alive? He dodged the killing blow!

It's just that the former teacher is gone, and the timid and frivolous behavior is gone. Now he is more like a brave warrior, using his unsheathed short sword to cut through thorns and charge. And Mu Shen, who is a monk, is so unbearable and embarrassed compared to him!

Ziyan's expression suddenly moved slightly, and he blurted out softly: "Be careful......"

Wu Ji chased non-stop on the hillside, and suddenly pounced to the left, but turned to the right on the way, just to intercept Mu Shen, and it was a scabbard in his hand. The other party almost fell, hurriedly dodged, and in a fit of anger, he urged the sword light to fight back. He was forced to take a slight beating, adding another bloodshot to his thigh.

At this time, he was covered with sword wounds, and the blood stains of silk threads were splashing and intertwined, like a bloody man, but he didn't realize it, he bared his white teeth, stared at his eyes, put on a posture, and suddenly jumped up: "This move, the plough court sweeps the acupoints and is famous......

At this moment, an angry cry sounded in the air: "Hmph! How dare a mortal without a spiritual root be so arrogant!"

A sword light fell from the sky, and the fierce killing force was unstoppable.

Blameless was about to rise, but he was already shrouded in murderous aura, and he looked up in shock, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

The sudden sword light was silent, but it was as fast as a thunderbolt, and it suddenly plummeted with unimaginable power, and the powerful and inexplicable murderous aura was terrifyingly suffocating.

It's bad, that's a master, a master who is even more powerful than Xiang Rong and Gou Jun! This time I really can't hide, but fortunately, I've gone crazy and crazy, and I'm dead when I'm dead, come on......

Without thinking about it, he grabbed the short sword tightly with both hands, and with all the strength of his body, he slammed into the sword light.

"Boom-"

The light was dazzling, and the thunder was loud.

The short sword, which was extremely hard and had shown its might countless times, suddenly shattered its scabbard, and the blade of the sword flashing black light began to appear, and then collapsed and disappeared with a roar.

And he still stood upright, only the charred messy hair, the tattered shirt around his waist, and the blood stains bursting out from the sword wounds all over his body, as if the wind was urging him to rise and fly backwards. He stared blankly at his empty hands, but he couldn't see anything, as if he had fallen into a long night, and the darkness around him was endless. Without waiting for him to find something, he suddenly flew upside down from the ground, and the blood in his mouth soared wildly, until he fell dozens of feet away.

"Seniors, be merciful to your subordinates ......"

"Ziyan, how did you become like this? With me here, why panic...... Oops, it's all my fault...... What do you mean by that, interceding for that kid?"

"Senior, he is just a mortal who strayed into Lingshan, and he is kind to his disciples, please open the net, my sister is willing to be punished!"

"I said, don't call me senior...... That's it, life and death are up to him. Your sisters will go back to the mountain with me, and Mu Shen will take people back to Yujing Peak, so you can't do much......"

"No blame, no husband, no more entanglements with each other, and there will be indefinite ......"

Blameless lay on the ground, his eyes closed, his limbs outstretched, his body covered in blood, and he couldn't move as if he were dead. Faintly there was a voice, and then there was silence all around.

Suddenly, there seemed to be thunder rising from the sky, getting closer and closer, gathering violently, and then pouring into the body from the limbs and hundreds of remains. Suddenly, the torrent burst and the waves did not stop. Between the chest and abdomen, Huo Ran had an extra whirlpool, and it was spinning, colliding, and roaring rapidly. The internal organs were suddenly torn, and the pain was severe. I don't know how long it has been, the whirlpool has sprung up, from the front of the chest and the back of the head to the top of the head, and a thunderous "boom" explodes behind the ears in an instant. The spirit throbbed in an instant, and the darkness suddenly dispersed......

"Oh-"

Wuyin groaned, his eyelids moved, as if he hadn't woken up: "Purple smoke...... You saved me...... Don't go ......."

Around the hillside, there was no one around. Overhead, the sun is tilted. At the end of the clouds, there is Yujing Peak. In a trance, I remembered that the master who fell from the sky was Xuanyu.

At the last moment, Ziyan came to the rescue. After that, the group left one after another......

Wu Yi's eyes suddenly opened, and a hint of suspicion flashed in his expression. He hurriedly supported the ground with both hands before he struggled to sit up, his head "buzzed", and the pain in his chest and abdomen hit, and he couldn't help but lean over, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out. His eyes were dumbfounded, and his expression was misty.

The blood sprayed on the ground was eeriely black. The arms, legs, and skin all over the body were also oozing black blood. The sword wounds were even worse, and they were terrible, with pus and blood flowing from them, and a faint stench......

Blameless wiped a handful on his arm, and the blood was like sweat. He was stunned, raised his hand and patted his head, still feeling dizzy, and the turmoil between his viscera continued, like an endless torrent whirling in conflict. He throbbed and thought back to everything that had happened.

The master who descended from the sky was Xuanyu, the chief of the foundation building road. I don't know if he killed himself because of the humiliation of his disciples, or for other reasons. When he is a good senior, who expected people's hearts to be unpredictable. At the moment of life and death, the short sword left by my father once again blocked the fatal blow for himself, but unfortunately, it finally shattered along with the scabbard......

No...... I vaguely remember that the moment the short sword disappeared, there seemed to be a black qi surging along his arms, and then his body was like a river overturning the sea. What are some of them, I don't know what they are for a while.

And what does Ziyan's sentence mean? If there is no further entanglement, there will be no time in the future......

There is also Xuanyu's explanation, and he ordered Mu Shen and the others not to do much. And when that guy saw that he was dying, he was willing to stop there. If you want to get away with it, the master and apprentice have a tacit understanding......

Thinking of this, he hurriedly got up from the ground, but before he could stand firmly, there was a tearing pain in his chest, like a raging torrent waiting to break through the embankment, which made people feel in a trance, gasping hard, and his eyes were black, and he was in the embarrassment of collapsing to the ground at any time because he could not support it!

And hold on, can't fall. If Mu Shen returns, there will be no chance of luck. Without further ado, leave quickly.

Wu Ji breathed a deep sigh of relief, but couldn't help but tremble slightly. The inexplicable pain came from the body, from the limbs, and from the whole body, and it was really painful. He snorted and looked up into the distance, a look of anxiety on his bloodstained face.

Where to go?

Remember that Xianmen is located in the west, and vice versa, it is the direction of leaving Lingxia Mountain.

Blameless glanced at the sun, then at the canyon where he was, and stumbled to turn around, but couldn't help but look back.

Thousands of miles came and went, and finally fell into the wilderness. Lingshan may have a fate, but my own road is on the edge of the sky.

Purple smoke, you and I will really be indefinite......