Chapter 51
Mr. Meng’s face also changed slightly, and he quickly advised: “Brother Si Chen, this is an internal sword duel within the Tianxi Sword Sect, and outsiders cannot interfere.”
Bailian didn't even look at them. He turned to Jinsheng sideways and said, "You owe me two favors. Wait for a while." After everything is over, you must tell me about the Tianxi Sword Sect in return."
Jinsheng was completely stunned, looked at Bai Lian's smiling face, and murmured: "You... ...Believe me?"
Bailian nodded and said: "I believe the facts I saw."
In fact, along the way, he thought that Jinsheng had already left, but he never thought that he had always been with him.
This move is of course for protection.
Ever since he was chased by the five disciples of the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts in the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Demons.
Now these two nominal disciples of the Tianxi Sword Sect are aggressively fighting each other, even setting up trap after trap in order to force Jinsheng to show up.
If Jinsheng accompanied him openly, it would naturally cause him great trouble.
So he deliberately pretended to be grateful but did not repay the kindness and left in a cool manner.
Even though he was full of violence, he was like a murderous god from hell.
But Balian still believed in the facts he said.
As for those two people, combined with all the things they had just done, and now they are so aggressive, they desperately want Jinsheng to draw his sword out of its sheath.
Bailian didn’t believe that there wasn’t a deeper conspiracy involved.
Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two sides, Lin Guiyuan frowned and said: "In the mountain environment... you cannot... fight privately."
"Xuanzhi."
A soft call came from the center of the lake. , the beautiful shark Lin Yuan said with deep eyes: "Father Shan said not to interfere in this matter."
"But...but..." Lin Guiyuan glanced at Bailian worriedly, a little worried hesitate.
Faced with Yin Hu’s shock, Yang Zhao and Yang Zhao had no intention of retreating, and they exchanged glances.
With great tacit understanding, the other person drew out a sword finger with his left hand, stabbed his heart, and inserted a finger of blood. The bright red blood quickly smeared across the dark sword body.
But this finger went straight into the heart, and the blood on their faces immediately faded away. The two of them were not afraid of death but still wanted to use the next sword.
There was a soft hiss, and the blood was swallowed up by the fierce sword energy, and then dozens of dark sword fires were ignited.
The wrists of the two men moved almost simultaneously, and the dark sword fire weaved a huge fire net under the sword edges of the two men, shrouding the Yin Tiger.
Not to kill, just to entangle Yin Hu’s footsteps.
"Roar!!!"
The huge Yin Tiger stepped out with scorching blue flames from its four claws, and there seemed to be disdain in its scarlet eyes.
But when the fire net woven by the sword fire enveloped its body, some of the yin fire on its body was sucked away, causing the fire net to increase in intensity.
Even though he was unable to damage Yin Hu's body, he succeeded in temporarily enveloping his heroic body in a net of sword energy and fire.
Bailian frowned deeply. He knew how powerful Yin Hu was, but he didn't expect that the two people had such a way to deal with it.
The palm of his hand subconsciously went to pick up the Qiu Shui Sword among the green jade, but when his chest tightened, he was pushed away by a broad palm.
Jin Sheng said in a low tone: "That's enough, this matter has nothing to do with you."
There is no need to involve this little corpse demon anymore.
The moment they pushed Bai Lian away, Yang Zhao and Huang Kang had already jumped into the air. The exorcism sword in their hands, which was not wrapped in sword fire, exuded a dark and murderous color.
The wounds on their hearts were filled with blood like pillars, flowing rapidly into the dark swords in their hands, like a sad and beautiful river of blood, and the murderous intent in their eyes did not recede!
Such a way of risking one's life could not help but earn the pity and admiration of everyone:
"This is the awe-inspiring and righteous disciple of Tianxi, who is not afraid of the life and death of powerful enemies and takes his own safety so lightly. Such righteousness is really my fault. A role model for all generations!”
“Yes, yes, the Tianxi Sword Sect is indeed famous. It is true that the disciples who have been taught are different. "Brother Yang and Brother Huang exorcise evil spirits. Once this is done, I will engrave their names on my sword and enshrine them!"
The battle has just begun, and the flattering words are like flies around the ears, unable to be driven away.
Blood is pouring out crazily!
But the Exorcist Dao Sword is still dark and cannot reflect even half of its red color.
The dust in the mountains swept wildly, and a thin scarlet light lit up on the sword's edge, illuminating the quiet mountain environment red and bright.
The apes in the ancient trees began to squeak uneasily, and their hair exploded, and they hid in the tree house, covering their ears and trembling.
Seeing the emergence of the scarlet light, Jinsheng's indifferent eyes shrank into needles!
A terrifying aura of violence suddenly appeared on his handsome face with a healthy wheat color.
He spat out each word as if he had bitten it into pieces: "Blood Drawing Sword! Just two bastards! They dare to use my Tianxi Sword Technique!"
Jin Sheng was vaguely aware of these two I'm afraid I'm more than just two bugs in a smelly ditch!
Boundless anger arose in his heart, and the moment he saw the scarlet bloodshot eyes, his eyes turned red at the same time.
The veins in the folded right hand bulged out due to anger, and the palm slowly slid down, gripping the hilt of the sword extremely powerfully.
Balian's expression changed slightly, and he said hastily: "Don't draw the sword!"
"Hang!!!"
It was still a step too late.
The clear and boiling sound of the sword resounded throughout Kongcang Mountain.
In the sky that no one can see, the dark clouds in the night sky are rolling like blood, burning red into a huge firebird.
The huge Fire Cloud Bird was supposed to be a dead thing.
But the two stars in the sky were like falling, embedded in the beast pupils of the huge firebird, and they were suddenly covered with life.
In the red flame beak, there is red thunder in the mouth, which condenses the breath and power.
Hearing the unique sound of a sword being unsheathed in the world, everyone seemed to have an invisible sharp sword inserted in their hearts, and instantly felt a suffocating feeling of lingering death.
The two swords in the hands of Yang Zhao and Huang Kang had been inserted into Jin Sheng's ribs. At the moment the blood surged, the red thunder in the sky suddenly fell.
With the power of a sword, a gap was created in the barrier above the mountain.
The dense forest of lush ancient trees was also blasted with a big hole by the thunder and fire, and some of the incomplete ancient trees were still burning with the flames caused by the thunder.
The red thunder light directly annihilated the three figures.
Bailian and Xiaolu, who were closest to the Jinsheng battlefield, were unable to avoid it. Fortunately, Yin Hu broke away from the fire net and used his huge body to block the remaining thunder for them.
A golden crow hovered above Lin Guiyuan's head, and its golden wings melted away the remaining power of the red thunder in a flash.
He looked at the lightning that gradually shrank and dispersed with a shocked expression on his face, his eyes shocked.
Everyone was thrown away far away.
Someone’s crotch was still wet and hot, and they fell to the ground in horror.
The companion on the side also looked green, his legs were swaying, and he had no energy left to help others.
All of them had pale lips trembling, as if their souls would spit out from their mouths when they opened their mouths.
Even Wen Yu, who was standing at the back of the crowd, had the crow's feet wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothed away in extreme shock.
My mouth couldn't be closed, my body was shaking wildly, and my face was flushed with excitement and shock.
At this moment, they finally understood why no one among the important disciples of Tianxi Sword Sect’s inner sect had heard of the name Jinsheng.
Because among the Tianxi, they only need to remember the number thirteen.
(End of this chapter)