Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 24 Bishuijun, the shadow stone

"Hahahaha, I have mastered it, I have finally mastered the Qisha sword array, hahahahaha!"

In the mass graves in the night, in the withered barren mountains and old forests.

The man with disheveled hair ran like crazy, venting the blood rushing in his body, full of ecstasy.

"what!"

"Ahhhh!"

"Who dares to look down on me, I have mastered the Qisha Sword Formation!"

While venting his roar, the man with disheveled hair suddenly raised his head, revealing the face of a middle-aged man between the black and white messy hair.

If Li Manmei or Zhang Lie were here at this moment, they could recognize this man as Wei Boyuan who had been missing for more than two years.

"rise!"

The index finger and middle finger joined together to form a sword formula, and with a low growl, the sword box he was carrying suddenly opened with the diffusion of spiritual light, driven by the magic power of his consciousness.

Seven flying swords with different shapes flew out together through the air, and under Wei Boyuan's control, they shuttled vertically and horizontally, like arms, hiding in a sword array.

"Once the Qisha Sword Array is completed, it is like the seven flying swords have the sword power equivalent to that of a monk in the late stage of Qi training. Fighting swords is like seven people besieging one person at the same time, not to mention the formation of seven swords, which is infinitely mysterious. Even if you face the foundation-building monks, you still have the power to fight."

After rehearsing for a while, he was finally satisfied and put the seven flying swords into the sword box again.

At this time, Wei Boyuan's mood finally calmed down a little, and it was at this time that he faintly felt a sense of peeping.

"Who, who is there?"

Turning abruptly, after nearly three years of continuous killing and devouring resentment and death, Wei Boyuan's potential for spiritual cultivation has been greatly stimulated. If it were three years ago, he would be far less sharp than he is now.

Then, Wei Boyuan saw that man, a young and handsome man holding a long sword. The penance of the past three years did not leave any traces on Yin Yifei's body. His foundation was much deeper than Wei Boyuan's.

Having had the best resources since childhood, coupled with the close-to-hand teaching of Taoist Qisha, it can be said that many descendants of high-level monks in the Zifu and Golden Core realms do not have the external conditions like Yin Yifei.

Therefore, these few years of penance almost exhausted Wei Boyuan's efforts, but for Yin Yifei, it only made him pale a strand of hair, and it was more about the stimulation of potential rather than the damage of foundation.

"Huh, so it's Senior Brother Yin, you startled Senior Brother." Seeing that it was Yin Yifei, Wei Boyuan heaved a sigh of relief, and then he walked towards him.

However, halfway through this step, I couldn't move.

Because he found that Yin Yifei in front of him was looking at him with a sideways smile. In the past year, Wei Boyuan clearly knew that whenever Yin Yifei killed someone, this weird smile would appear on the corner of his mouth.

"Junior Brother Yin, you, you..."

"The fruit is ripe, and it's time to harvest it. If you wait any longer, it will rot."

Clang.

It was not Yin Yifei who drew the sword first, but Wei Boyuan who couldn't bear the psychological pressure.

Staring at the opponent's grayish eyes, Wei Boyuan felt as if he was being entangled by a poisonous snake. He felt that if he didn't use his sword at this time, he might not even have a chance to draw it. up.

"Why did you kill me!?"

One sword is cut out, and the seven swords move together.

The first thing Wei Boyuan used was the Secret Sword of Flicking Willows that he had practiced for many years. Under the sympathy of the surrounding flying swords, the dead leaves falling from the surrounding mountains and forests were blown away to Yin Yifei. The willow sword aura hidden among the fallen leaves.

Invisible and shadowless, Jianwu kills people!
However, the Fuliu Sword Qi that rushed away entered the body in front of Yin Yifei. During this process, there seemed to be a slight light of the sword light. The next moment, the Fuliu Sword Qi sank into the sea and disappeared without a trace, never to be seen again. It's gone.

Yin Yifei didn't answer Wei Boyuan's question, nor did he draw his sword, but still moved forward slowly, giving Wei Boyuan a sense of psychological oppression that as long as I draw the sword, you will surely die, and Wei Boyuan didn't even dare Turn back and fly away.

At this distance, the moment he turned around, he would be split into two by the flying sword that was suddenly unsheathed.

"Seven evil swords, seven swords flying together!"

These two years of painstaking training, although Wei Boyuan's sword qi and sword will have been greatly improved, but in fact his foundation is not solid enough, and his potential is not enough. Using this method of sophistication to forcibly stimulate his potential, he won three points. Benefits, seven points of accumulated disadvantages.

Even he himself didn't know that over the years his mind became more and more sensitive, more and more fragile, and his endurance was reduced day by day.

Yin Yifei saw all this, but didn't tell Wei Boyuan.

The reason why he taught Wei Boyuan the complete set of Qisha Sword Art is to use the opponent as his own comparison, and he is a different kind of "Tao Companion".

Now that the sword has been sharpened, what are you doing with the whetstone?
However, Wei Boyuan didn't know about it. At this moment, he tried his best to urge the formula, but at the same time, he was a little hesitant, worried that Yin Yifei would be seriously injured, and there would be no way to redeem the relationship with his master, Taoist Qisha.

hum!
Accompanied by the sound of the sword, under the urging of all Wei Boyuan's magic power, the seven flying swords suddenly flew towards Yin Yifei. Unfortunately, although the sword is powerful, its sword intent is weak.

The seven flying swords suddenly gathered in mid-air between the two of them, turning into an Qi sword with multiplied sword Qi.

However, in the face of such a blow that was almost enough to pose a certain threat to the cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm, Yin Yifei only sent out a sword.

The flying sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the world was stained with blood.

Wei Boyuan only felt that his eyes suddenly turned dark red for a moment, and the next moment, all the mana in his body faded away.

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang...

One after another the flying swords fell from the mid-air above the head, one after another obliquely falling in front of and around Wei Boyuan, they were trembling and whining.

It was at this moment that Wei Boyuan's forehead slowly opened an extremely ferocious sword mark.

Yin Yifei broke Wei Boyuan's sword formation with just one sword strike, and took the life of Senior Brother Wei.

Slowly put the flying sword that had just taken the life of a monk back into its sheath, the dark red flying sword that looked like a blood-colored crystal became more and more crimson, as if blood would spill out at any moment.

"Come out, Master Xu."

After beheading Wei Boyuan and devouring his murderous aura.Yin Yifei turned his head sideways and said this.

Clap clap clap.

"Wonderful, really wonderful, the same family can kill each other, sword and evil cannibalize each other, really worthy of being the son of the old man Qisha, and his virtues are exactly the same as his father back then."

Accompanied by the sound of lightly tapping the palms of both hands, a middle-aged man with a gentle appearance, not tall, and wearing a loose gown slowly came out from the dark night behind the tree. His skin was fair, and his face was constantly smiling. Should be an excellent talker.

However, Yin Yifei who invited him here knew that this "Green Water Lord" Xu Xiu was a poisonous snake-like figure that even his father was afraid of.

In the Golden Rainbow Valley of the Yue Kingdom, the entire sect is both righteous and evil. Neither the sect's martial arts nor the sect's rules and regulations tend to be either righteous or evil, and it is considered a sect that seeks the Tao wholeheartedly.

However, Bishui Lord Xu Xiu is a well-known evil cultivator in the practice circle of the Yue Kingdom. He has done all kinds of dirty things, including killing people, stealing treasures, and murdering his companions, but he has lived peacefully until now. One of the few deadly enemies in the world.

"Uncle Xu, you should have recorded the scene just now with the Standing Shadow Stone, right?"

Obviously aware of the danger of the other party, but Yin Yifei still said so.

This feeling of being controlled by the younger generation made Xu Xiu secretly displeased, but he was still quite interested, after all, this trip was fruitful.

In order to maintain the order of the sects and continue the inheritance of Taoism, the first rule of most sects in the entire Tongxuan cultivation world, except for a few pure demonic sects, is to prohibit mutual cannibalism.

If Yin Yifei violated this rule, even if Taoist Qisha has a very high status in the sect and can talk to the three ancestors of the sect, if he must save his only son, he will be severely punished Even if it doesn't affect their lives, it is very likely that they will lose the trust of the sect, and then lose the opportunity to obtain the resources of the sect to open up the purple mansion.

Therefore, Lord Bishui is extremely happy at this moment, and he doesn't care about it. At this moment, this little lunatic in front of him is leading a conversation.

"Although my Golden Rainbow Valley is not an orthodox sect, it is still a big taboo to fight with the same sect. With that standing shadow stone, my uncle has an excellent opportunity to attack my father. But even if my father is brought down, the uncle will not There may not be any real benefits to be gained.”

"...What exactly do you want to say?" Hearing this, Lord Bishui Xu Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, watching Yin Yifei with a dangerous look.

In the wilderness, Xu Xiu, who was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm, had great confidence in killing the boy in front of him, so that no one would notice.

"The mission of the Netherworld Abyss in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, my uncle should have a recommendation quota in my hand, right? I would like to join this mission as a disciple of my uncle. The ancestor of Qingyangzi needs the Netherworld Spirit Orb to purify his magic weapon. Yifei will definitely be the master Zu took it."

"...Hahahahahahaha, what evil did Yin Tianchou do to give birth to such a vicious bastard like you, okay, okay, since you want this recommended spot, then I will give it to you. "

"Wait a minute."

Laughing cheerfully, Lord Bishui Xu Xiu was about to leave, but was stopped by Yin Yifei.

"Boy, what else do you want?"

"It's nothing serious, but I've heard that Uncle Xu is good at refining corpses. In the eyes of my uncle, is my senior brother worthy of use?"

While talking, Yin Yifei turned sideways to give way to Wei Boyuan who was behind him.

And at this moment, even Xu Xiu, staring at the young monk in front of him, felt chills inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)