The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 374

"Jiang Chengzi! Do you also want to intervene in my Hongyi sect's affairs?"

After a moment of astonishment, the mountain lion's chest was already filled with monstrous anger, but there was a bit of lingering fear in the questioning voice.

Jiang Chengzi?

Black impermanence?

As early as half a year ago, no one would associate these two names together.

Even at that time, the two were both from the Nether Sect, but Hei Wuchang was already one of the six famous ghost generals, and Jiang Chengzi was just an unknown person who had just been promoted to be the incense master.

However, feng shui takes turns, no matter how famous one is, there will be a day when the halberd sinks into the sand, and no matter how unknown one is, there will always be a chance to turn around.

The calamity of Xunfenggu has dealt a great blow to all the forces in the Jianghu. Various sects and sects have suffered casualties to varying degrees, especially the Nether Sect.

All the ghosts, ghosts, demons and ghosts were killed, and the bull-headed horse-faced and black impermanence also failed to survive, which can be said to be a serious loss to the Nether Sect.

In the arena, old people go and new people come, but this moment of severe damage still greatly reduces the strength of the Nether Sect.

At this time when there was a shortage of major generals, Jiang Chengzi was born.

At the age of 21, he has mastered the three internal skills, and his strength is outstanding.

In just a few months, he conquered the elders of the sect and became the new generation of Hei Wuchang of the Nether Cult, which also added new vitality to the Nether Cult.

Although the major evil sects are now standing on the same front, they have not relaxed their guard against each other. Therefore, although Jiang Chengzi has not yet made a sensation in the Jianghu, he is already a little famous among the evil sects.

With just a black shadow, the mountain lion could not recognize the identity of the person in front of him.

But after seeing the strange sword in Hei Ying's hand, he blurted out the name of this new Hei Wu Chang.

The black sword is more than four feet long, and the blade is a few inches wider than the palm of an ordinary person. Generally speaking, sword wielders pay attention to speed and speed, but the structure of this sword is contrary to it.

This sword is more like an epee, but its origin is not like this. This sword was originally tailor-made for Fang, a master of the Nether Sect in the past.

Fang Fang was born in the mountains since he was a child. He is tall and has long arms, powerful and heavy. His body is as fast as a leopard. Even if he is unarmed, no one can beat him. He became interested in swordsmanship by accident. After practicing diligently, he formed a school of his own, like a tiger with wings added.

In the Nether Sect, there are mostly people with disabilities, who either seek short blades, seek victory in danger, or seek long soldiers, and go straight. They don't like the mediocrity of swords.

In addition, this sword has a special structure, and no one who came after him could handle it until Jiang Chengzi came.

Contrary to the sharpness of the fangs, this sword was given a restrained name - Hidden.

It means to hide the fangs and swallow the sun and the moon!

Jiang Chengzi obviously doesn't have the giant body with the fangs of the past, but the Keyin sword is still as powerful as before in his hands.

As the sword turned, the wind whizzed, and the morning light receded.

The mountain lion's eyes were instantly covered in darkness, and he took a deep breath, only to feel that a basin of cold water had been poured all over his body, making him shiver with cold.

His first thought was to stay away from Jiang Chengzi.

His first reaction was to push his heels on the ground and fly backwards.

His face was solemn, and there was a hint of shock in the depths of his eyes, because in that darkness, he sensed a strong breath of death.

Fortunately, Jiang Chengzi did not chase after him and kept oppressing him.

This gave Mountain Lion a chance to breathe, and he was able to regain his form and compete with Jiang Chengzi again.

No matter what, he also has three internal skills, and Jiang Chengzi is a rising star after all, and his martial arts cultivation is definitely not as solid as him.

Yinzhi's sword was as long as Jiang Chengzi's waist. Don't look at how powerful he is now, but if he can't attack for a long time, this disproportionate sword will definitely become his hindrance.

And the mountain lion has long been integrated with the black iron heavy ruler in his hand. It can break through mountains and rocks when attacking, and it can be as stable as a rock when defending. It is already clear which one is stronger and which is weaker.

In an instant, the mountain lion had retreated more than three feet away from Jiangchengzi, and it was ready to counterattack.

The mountain lion felt that he had the chance to win, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitched, saying: "No matter what, young people are always less experienced."

According to what the mountain lion said, since Jiang Chengzi took advantage of his unpreparedness and gained the upper hand, he should have gained the upper hand and won the battle quickly, instead of being so arrogant and missing a good opportunity to win.

But the mountain lion forgot that after he pushed Murong Kang into a desperate situation, he was a little carried away.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Cicada is negligent.

Praying Mantis gets carried away.

How can the oriole repeat the same mistakes?

At least the oriole in front of me will not.

The mountain lion only saw the black shadow three feet away, holding a long sword and shaking a sword flower in the air.

The sword flower is like a lotus, and the snow-white lotus blooms slowly in the air.

Next, countless white lotuses emerged from the sky and earth, blooming gorgeously one by one!

This is a very beautiful picture, but the mountain lion closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look directly, because he found that whenever he saw a lotus blooming, his eyes would sting.

Even though the enemy is in front of him, closing his eyes is no different from surrendering his arms, but after seeing nearly twenty lotus flowers in full bloom, his eyes were so painful that tears flowed out, so he had to close his eyes.

The next moment, the mountain lion felt a tightness in his chest, and forced his eyes open.

But he found that Yin Zhijian had firmly penetrated into his heart.

With such a wide blade, I'm afraid his heart will be split in two.

The mountain lion could not accept this result.

He widened his eyes and said to the stern face in black in front of him: "Why don't you ask me why I arrested her? How dare you... destroy the alliance agreement in private?!"

He couldn't understand why this new generation of Heiwuchang was so decisive and ruthless.

It's a pity that Jiang Chengzi didn't intend to talk to him too much, the only answer he had was the sword withdrawn from his chest.

The huge body of two hundred kilograms suddenly knelt down.

The mountain lion covered his heart with his hand, what he did now was futile, but he still wanted to see the world a few more times, so he hoped that life would pass by more slowly.

As he moved his eyes, he could see that the purple fur woman and the maid had already helped Murong Kang up one zhang away, they were weeping and pouring energy into him continuously.

The mountain lion suddenly realized that it was an illusion just now, and he didn't expect that when Jiang Chengzi made his first move, he was already injured.

And the mental attack that can affect one's state of mind unconsciously, making oneself unaware, must be the only Yinfeng Kung Fu.

After thinking about this, the mountain lion's blood was drained and he fell down completely.

"Second Young Master! Second Young Master! Second Young Master, you must hold on!"

"Wake up, wake up!"

When the air was quiet again, there were only two shouts that kept repeating.

Although Murong Kang had no wounds all over his body, he was dying.

What the second daughter can do for him, besides infusing him with skill and helping him to regulate the disordered breath in his body, naturally needs to awaken his will to live.

If a person even gives up on himself, even a genius doctor cannot be saved.

After Jiang Chengzi waited for a while, he was about to move away.

But the servant girl shouted: "Grandfather, please save the second young master. The entire Murong family will be grateful for your kindness. Cui'er would like to be a cow and a horse in this life to thank you for your kindness."

Tweety's voice was full of tears, if she could, she could kneel and kowtow three times to Hei Wuchang, but she didn't dare to withdraw her hand, for fear that the credit would be ruined.

She knew very well that Murong Kang was mainly hit hard, couldn't recover for a while, and passed out, and now he wants to save his life, as long as he has strong internal energy to protect his heart veins, his life can be saved for the time being.

However, she and her wife have meager skills, which are only enough to make them happy, so they can only ask for help from the person in front of them.

Although she has heard from the mouth of the mountain lion that this person is Hei Wuchang of the Nether Sect, and he is probably also a vicious person, but now he is the only one who can save Murong Kang's life, and she can only pray for him to stay.

"Murong?" Jiang Chengzi paused when he heard that.

Seeing this, Cui'er was overjoyed, nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, Gusu Murong's family."

Only then did Jiang Chengzi turn his eyes to the face of the man in brocade.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but shocked him. He didn't know this person, but he had a face that was very similar to him.

He could tell that this person was not Murong Jing, but he must have something to do with Murong Jing, he asked, "Who is this person?"

Cui'er said: "The second son of the Murong family, Murong Kang."

Jiang Chengzi moved his eyes with difficulty again, and looked at the purple fur woman.

I saw the beautiful eyes of the Ziqiu woman were covered with tears, her crescent eyebrows were lightly frowned, her teeth were clenched tightly, she seemed to have infinite heartfelt desires to pour out, but in the end she turned into begging eyes and looked back at him.

Jiang Chengzi couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and finally moved his body and tried his best to rescue him.

After a while, Murong Kang spat out a mouthful of thick blood, and passed out again.

Gently tapping his pulse, Jiang Chengzi said, "There is nothing serious, but the Second Master Murong's physique is weak and his cultivation level is too shallow. This severe injury almost killed him. He will have to stay in bed for at least three months before he can recover."

Jiang Chengzi knew a little about medical theory, but he could make such a judgment.

Cui'er thanked and kowtowed repeatedly, but perhaps out of concern, she was somewhat skeptical about Jiang Chengzi's medical diagnosis.

Just wanting to hear the opinion of the silent madam, she heard the madam say: "Tui'er, take the second young master back to the car to rest first, and I will have a few words with benefactor."

Tweety was slightly taken aback, she could vaguely feel that Madam and this black impermanence or old acquaintance did not say any more at the moment, and did not dare to delay, she gently carried Murong Kang on her back, and walked quickly to the carriage go.

The air suddenly became quiet.

The wind suddenly rose again.

The morning dew that fell from the flowers and plants seems to be carried in the wind, which wets the blue hair.

The bundles of hair that fell down lightly hit his and her cheeks, but it was more like hitting their hearts, because their hearts hurt.

"Chen'er." In the end, it was the Ziqiu woman who spoke first.

Chen'er, he hadn't heard such an affectionate address for a long time, and he hadn't heard her call him that for many years.

Neither Hei Wuchang nor Jiang Chengzi, she has always been an important member of the Daoyi League's intelligence line, how can she not know that this young man who has suddenly emerged in the Nether Sect is the person she was closest to back then, Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen took a deep breath and spat out seven words, "Sister Ruolan, long time no see."

Even he himself didn't realize it, just these few seven characters, when each word was uttered, his voice was trembling.

Long time no see, even though he had thousands of words in his heart, but at this moment he was powerless to speak.

The two looked at each other silently for a long time, Ruolan tried her best to raise her hands and approached the thin face, but when she was still an inch away, she froze in the air.

She reluctantly put down her hands and said, "You have worked so hard on yourself these years."

Jiang Yichen really wanted to grab those hands that were put down, but he didn't move and didn't say a word.

Ruolan moved her lips lightly, and said the last thing she wanted to say, "Murong Kang is my husband."

Murong Kang is my husband, Ruolan's voice is very soft, very soft, but Jiang Yichen heard every word in his ear and echoed in his mind.

At that moment, he felt a cold hammer hit his heart.

His heart was cold and painful.

He couldn't help taking a small step back with his left foot, as if he couldn't stand steadily.

When he saw Ruolan under the peach fairy tree at the far end, he found his heart was pounding, and he knew that this was the person he wanted to protect.

When he galloped here, he found that Ruolan was not alone here, from the carriage, the maid, to the man lying on the ground, and Ruolan's hoarse cry, he had already guessed that the woman who made his heart flutter, Married as another woman.

He wanted to leave after saving her, but he was reluctant to leave her so soon.

When he learned that the man was the second son of the Murong family, he felt jealous for a moment, and he even complained in his heart that Murong Jing, the elder brother whom he respected, why he asked Ruolan to marry his second younger brother, especially for such an incompetent The second son of the family.

When he heard the affirmative answer from Ruolan, he couldn't suppress the pain in his heart, and shed tears.

For some reason, Chaoyang also hid at this time, and Sisi drizzle came from the sky, which was lingering and unstoppable.

Jiang Yichen finally couldn't stand upright, his legs gave way, and he knelt down in front of Ruolan, sobbing, "Why...why, don't wait for me."

(End of this chapter)