Xuanhuang Palace.

The eleven eagle An Qing lay on the tree, looking up at the sky.

"It's boring." He said casually: "Why can they go on an adventure, Xiao Twelve and I can only guard here."

"Less nonsense." Xi Canhen replied standing under the tree, "Boss's command, you must listen to it, and you must listen to it if you don't."

He didn't use the invisibility method for the first time today, but showed his figure. At this moment, he was wiping the immeasurable sword in his hand with a clean white cloth.

An Qing thought for a while, and suddenly jumped down and sat in Xi Canhen and said: "Why not let us secretly follow behind and have a look?"

Xi Canhen gave him a blank look: "Don't talk nonsense, can this kind of thing be caused by your temper?"

"It's really boring." Shichi Lang shook his head helplessly: "Aren't you also very troublesome before? Why have you changed your temper recently."

Xi Canhen was stunned, thinking about it, he was also a noisy temper before, and when he first met Tang Jie, he was all sorts of weird, even when facing life and death tasks, he didn't care about it.

But now that I was in the enemy camp, my heart was weighed down, and the originally funny character gradually reduced a lot.

Many times I just want to be naughty, but I can't be naughty anymore.

After thinking for a while, he finally said: "People will always grow."

While talking, the Boundless Sword in Xi Canhen's hand suddenly moved.

This movement was extremely weak, but it was still captured by Xi Canhen.

He looked at the handleless dagger, and saw that the dagger moved again, like a fish falling on land trying to turn over, flapping his body one after another.

Move faster and faster.

Xi Canhen's face has become pale.

An Qing suddenly froze when he saw Xi Remnant, and leaned over, "What happened?"

"Don't come here alone!" Xi Canhen suddenly shouted.

Seeing a flash of brilliance in Xi Canhen's hand, Boundless Sword flew out and went straight into the air while rubbing his neck.

This shocked An Qing: "What are you doing?"

He is very aware of the power of the immeasurable sword.

Xi Canhen answered with a white face, "I didn't control it."

What?

An Qing was stunned.

Looking back, I saw the Boundless Sword floating in the air.

"What happened?" An Qing asked.

"It's excited." Xi Canhen murmured in reply.

"Excited? Excited what?" An Qing looked back at Xi Canhen.

Xi Canhen's eyes were getting colder and colder. He murmured, "I don't know... it's the first time I have seen it. I just can feel it excited."

"A sword can be excited too?"

"The sword has spirit, how can you be ignorant."

The answer was not Xi Dihen.

A long and swaying voice came from the air.

The two looked up and saw a Taoist man in Tsing Yi standing on the treetop.

The Taoist had a Gucci appearance and a tall stature, so standing on the tree with his hands held down, no one discovered how he came.

"It's you!" When he saw the Taoist, Xi Canhen blurted out.

The Taoist in front of him was clearly the old man who gave him a book and a sword.

Today's Xizhanhen is no longer the ignorant boy back then, and he no longer thinks that any opportunity will fall to him for no reason. After dreaming back to his hometown several times, what he saw was not an adventure, but the old man changed into a hideous image, telling himself that he had been used by himself.

This kind of panic once entangled him for a long time, but gradually let go of it during the long period of inactivity.

Until he met Tang Jie, after learning of his experience, he expressed the same worry. Tang Jie even gave a suggestion for him to throw away the Boundless Sword.

But Xi Canhen was not willing to do so after all.

In his heart, he still has a hope, that is, all of this is just that he is overly nervous, maybe the old man is really fancying himself and wants to keep a fate. But after learning about the experience of that person named Zang Qingfeng from Tang Jie, he knew that this expectation was too low.

This makes him extremely contradictory and deeply worried. He only hopes that this day will come as soon as possible. However, it turns out that when something happens, no matter how prepared you are, you will feel that it comes too fast and too fast. And he never really prepared for that moment.

The moment the old Tao appeared, Xi Canhen's figure had disappeared, and at the same time he secretly controlled the return of Boundless Sword.

The old way sighed: "I taught you your concealment method. What's the point of using it in front of me? Young people don’t panic. Even though I have borrowed your hand to nurture the immeasurable sword over the years, you have stepped into it. Xianmen, relying on this sword to make countless great achievements. Now that the time has come, and the immeasurable sword has finally found its old master, why bother to stay."

As he waved his hand, Xi Canhen only felt that the Boundless Sword was no longer under his control and flew into the air, and at the same time the figure that had just been hidden reappeared.

"You..." Xi Canhen shouted.

But I saw that the sword was not flying towards the old way, but flying sharply towards the depths of the mountain.

Xi Canhen stayed for a while, and then woke up: "Isn't the old master you?"

The old Dao pressed it far away, but the sword no longer flew away, just trembling rapidly in the air, and then the old Dao smiled and said: "When did the old man say that I am the old master? The immeasurable sword is the sword of killing the master. Everyone who holds this sword No one can live for more than ten years. Although I am not afraid of death, but once the immeasurable sword master dies, all the essence will pass away, and everything needs to be restarted, so even though I have this sword, I never use it. Fortunately, there is destiny. Contradiction, although the immeasurable sword is fierce, you may not be able to find a person who can overcome it. If there is a person who was born in a cloudy year and a cloudy day, his life is the hardest, and he will survive all kinds of hardships without dying. Sword bearer. Since the millennium, the old man has searched for the world's hardest man, but unfortunately most of them still failed to resist this sword. Until you finally become the first person to live for ten years, it is really gratifying!"

The old way said with a wide-eyed smile, he was extremely excited.

Xi Canhen stared at him: "So you gifted me the sword to borrow my hand to raise the sword?"

The old Dao waved his hand again and again: "No, no, the sword is only one of them. Although you have held the sword for ten years, but the killing is too light, too light, the immeasurable sword is still not at its peak, and the seal has not been truly lifted. Yes. Originally, the old man was patient to wait, but Wang Ting was opened during this period of time. This is an opportunity, it is God’s will. Now that the time has come, the old man can’t even think about it."

"Wang Ting?" Xi Canhen was puzzled.

Eleven Lang Anqing, who was next to him, finally realized something, pointing to the old way and shouted, "Are you the last crazy old way?"

The last time Xu Miaoran came, he was suddenly hit by the crazy old way. Afterwards, the Tianshen Palace tried every means to find out who this crazy old way was. Shiji Lang had not fought against the Mad Dao, so he didn't recognize it at first, but at this moment, looking at the tone of his words, he finally realized that this old Dao was the last crazy Dao.

It's just that, obviously, madness is just pretending, and this person is clearly a man with deep thoughts.

The old Dao had already raised his head and laughed: "Xu Miaoran's little girl is too ignorant to trespass into the Spiritual Mountain. Originally, the old man didn't care about her life or death, but if she had any trouble, Tang Jie would be crazy. Tang If the robbery is crazy, most of this kid will also be exposed. Originally, I didn't want to take action, but in order not to destroy the plan, I could only help in the end."

"What did you say?" An Qing took a deep breath.

He turned his head back to look at Xi Canhen: "Twelfth brother, tell me what the old man said is true? You and Tang Jie... so you are the undercover agent!"

He drew his sword at Xi Remnant.

Xi Canhen's face was sullen, ignoring An Qing, just looking at the old saying: "You... called Zang Qingfeng?"

The old way tilted his head and smiled: "That is indeed the name that the old man used to use."

Here, An Qing is already looking at Xi Remnant with fire-breathing eyes.

Xi Canhen didn't realize it, and just said: "You already have the sword, but you don't leave. Instead, you are talking to me here and even revealing my identity. I'm afraid there is another conspiracy besides the sword, right?"

Zang Qingfeng had already laughed: "It's a smart kid, do you remember, I just said that this sword is not yet successful? Because you killed...too few people."

Xi Canhen's face changed abruptly, and An Qing had already rushed over and shouted: "Take you down and see how you can explain it to Big Brother!"

"Brother Eleven, don't!" Xi Canhen called.

At the same time, Zang Qingfeng waved his hand, and the immeasurable sword in the sky turned back and fell into the hands of Xi Canhen again.

It was completely instinctive, watching An Qing pounce on him, his sword in his hand moved up.

In his opinion, this sword has too many flaws, and An Qing has too many tactics to deal with.

However, at that moment, An Qing ran into him motionlessly.

flutter!

The Immeasurable Sword pierced his neck, and blood gushed out from his body, flowing straight towards the Immeasurable Sword.

"Brother Eleven!" Xi Canhen shouted.

Although he secretly helped Tang Jie, he had been with everyone over the years, it was fake to say that he had no feelings.

If he could, he didn't want them to die, and he didn't want them to die in his own hands.

Shijilang Anqing has always had a good relationship with him. He can see that even if he knew he was an undercover agent, Shijilang did not want to kill him, only wanted to take him down, but at this moment, he died in himself. Under the sword.

He stared at Shishi Lang in a daze, and Shi Shi Lang also looked at him. There was a big blood hole in his neck, and blood was spraying out again and again.

With his strength, even if he received this blow, he shouldn't die, but at this moment he slowly kneeled down like a weak baby.

He seemed to want to move, but he couldn't move. He couldn't even send a spell. He just stared at Xi Canhen to die. After all, he just made a chuckle, and then died like that with his head tilted.

Xi Canhen stepped back abruptly and looked up at the old way.

Zang Qingfeng is still standing on the tree, just smiling.

"It's you!" Xi Canhen yelled, "You killed him!"

Zang Qingfeng smiled more and more happily: "No, the old man just controlled him, you are the one who killed him."

"Why?" Xi Canhen asked through gritted teeth.

"I told you..." Zang Qingfeng's face suddenly darkened: "You killed too few people, and Wuliangjian hasn't drunk enough. But it doesn't matter, as long as you kill the nearly a thousand cultivators who stayed here in the Tianshen Palace, it will be almost the same. That's enough."

Xi Canhen felt a chill when she heard it: "No, this is impossible, I won't do it!"

"You will." Zang Qingfeng pointed behind him: "Look."

Looking back, I saw that a large number of samurai warriors had clearly heard the movement and were rushing over.

Then they saw Shishi Lang lying in a pool of blood, and saw the residual mark of the evening carrying the blood-colored long sword.

Everyone was stunned at the same time, and one shouted: "Twelve Young Masters, you!"

Zang Qingfeng has said: "If you don't kill them, they will kill you. If you have already killed one, you can just kill them. Don't worry about the problem of not being able to fight. If there is an old man here, everything is not a problem."

Speaking of him, he waved his long sleeves, and saw that all the people who rushed over could not move.

"You!" Xi Canhen turned her head and glared at Zang Qingfeng.

Zang Qingfeng sighed, "Well, I'll help you again."

Speaking of him waving his long sleeves again, Xi Canhen immediately felt that her body was flying forward uncontrollably, and the Immeasurable Sword let its **** brilliance swept forward. Xi Canhen desperately shouted, "No!"

However, he couldn't control his body at all, the sword light danced, and the blood spring soared into the sky.

The greater movement attracted more people.

Zang Qingfeng didn't care at all, turned his back to the sky, and roared loudly: "Drink it, Immeasurable Sword, today is the classic of adults! Qingfeng no longer hides, and will return in ten thousand years! Hahahaha!"

Amidst the wild laughter, a sea of ​​blood suddenly appeared.

Xi Canhen could no longer control his body, he rushed forward desperately, killing him, and the boundless blood in front of him completely swallowed him.

I don't know how long it took, and finally Xi Canhen's heart regained clarity.

Opening his eyes, he saw dead people all over the mountains.

There are corpses everywhere, lying in this mountain.

Shishiro, a few real people, two hundred disciples of the **** hall, five hundred samurai, and those golden armored soldiers, lying all over the mountains.

These people unite, even the soul-changing real person can deal with it, but now he is killed by himself with one sword.

None of them survived.

The immeasurable sword in his hand screamed with excitement. For many years, there has never been such a happy full of blood.

This is a horrible massacre!

Thousands of people died in this way. Before that, Xi Canhen had never experienced such a crazy blood massacre.

Did I do this?

Xi Canhen couldn't believe her eyes.

Even though he knew he couldn't help himself, he was full of hatred for himself at that moment.

Maybe from the beginning, he shouldn't believe in the so-called Romance.

Tang Jie was right. As expected, there would be no pie in the sky.

Red brilliance flashed across the sword body, as if something was awakening, and Xi Canhen could even clearly feel the power contained within.

Looking back, Zang Qingfeng still stood there quietly, but his face was a little pale.

It seems that he has paid a lot for helping Xi Canhen kill so many people.

But more is still excited.

The excitement of success!

He laughed and said: "Haha, the blood has appeared, the blood soul is revived, and the immeasurable sword is finally about to wake up. But it seems to be a bit close. Well, it's no wonder, after all, they are all low-level cultivators. Kill a few more powerful ones. Should be enough."

Said that he raised his sleeves and stretched out his big hands, already grabbing Xi Canhen. Xi Canhen wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't even move under this old man.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to activate his heart to inform Tang Jie, but found that under the control of Zang Qingfeng, even his aura couldn't work, and he was worried about casting a spell.

Zang Qingfeng has grabbed him and flew towards the valley, and said loudly: "If you are obedient, after the matter is done, I will truly accept you as a disciple and benefit you. If you dare to disobey, then I will stop blame. The old man is ruthless."

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At the same time that the massacre on the periphery of Tongling Mountain unfolded, the main body Tang Jie also took Xu Miaoran, Xiantao Hongyuan Yiyiguiwei and Qian Yingchen into the maze.

There was silence in the maze.

Without the previous hustle and bustle, only the corpses and the blood flowing on the ground remind everyone that there was a battle here before.

"Be careful, there should be some unkilled evil demons here. Don't rush to kill when you see them. Just rush over and find the exit." Tang Jie reminded.

"I know. I said, what do you still keep this guy for? According to my opinion, it can be killed with a single knife." Hong Yuan pointed to Qian Yingchen.

"Keep it, it's good to be a cannon fodder like a beastly warrior. The road ahead is difficult, and no one knows the danger." Tang Jie said lightly.

The meaning of cannon fodder is not to withstand the attack, but to test the attributes of the attack. No one knows the nature of the danger ahead. Perhaps most of the dangerous practitioners can resist it themselves, but as long as one cannot resist it, it means death. Therefore, in the repair world, the real meaning of cannon fodder is to test attacks, not to absorb firepower.

Poor Qian Yingchen, a generation of Tianjiao, has also fallen into the fate of cannon fodder.

Along the way, it was strange that I didn't encounter any evil demon.

Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the exit, everyone was about to cheer for this trip, when they suddenly heard the sound of fighting in the distance.

"Huh? There is still someone who hasn't left the maze?" Tang Jie was slightly surprised.

After he called out the location of the exit of the maze, no matter how stupid a person dashed all the way, he should find the exit~lightnovelpub.net~ why would someone stay stuck?

No wonder they didn't come all the way to meet the evil demon, and they probably wouldn't be attracted there anymore.

At that moment, Tang Jie and Xu Miaoran looked at each other, and said in unison: "Go and see."

Anyway, it was just following behind the large army, Tang Jie was not in a hurry, it was better to see who it was, and he hadn't left the maze until now. If it is a powerful opponent who is likely to escape the siege, you may as well help him stay here forever.

In the eyes of his heart, Tang Jie hopes that he is an opponent like Li Song, the second old man of gold and silver-he has the strength and can beat him.

Of course, he knew it was almost impossible.

The two walked to the sound of the fight together, and as they approached the center of the fight, the brilliance of the spell and the shouting of people could be faintly seen.

This shout was familiar, but Tang Jie couldn't remember it for a while.

When he was near, Tang Jie finally saw the face of the combatant with the help of magical brilliance, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Why are you?"