Yusha

Chapter 37

The two ultimate moves struck one from the left and the other from the right, and Chu Weiyang's figure was almost completely blurred in the hazy mist.

Only the silvery white moonlight reflected by the sword, only the pure white horse amidst the buzzing sound.

The next moment, the two talismans pinched between the fingers by Yan Jianming turned into two crimson flames, wrapping Yan Jianming's hands holding the Danshan seal in the dancing flames.

The first seal met the sharp sword edge.

boom--!
Accompanied by sparks splashing, what echoed was the sound of gold and stone colliding.

The Danshan seal wrapped in the talisman and fireworks was as hard as iron and stone!
And what followed immediately was the slightly shrill buzzing of the white jade poisonous snake.

The magic seal in the other hand only staggered by half a breath, and then knocked down towards the head of the Jade Snake. After a few days of seeing the world and becoming a monster, the Jade Snake was startled and frightened by the fireworks, and flashed away the fierceness in an instant , Directly teach that seal to be beaten at seven inches.

When Chu Weiyang looked around from the corner of his eye, the jade snake was floating in the air, like a kite with a broken string, and fell straight into the grass and disappeared.

At this time, Yan Jianming looked at Chu Weiyang with angry eyes through the fireworks and sword light, and only grinned coldly.

"Ah--!"

Yan Jianming's expression became more mocking.

Since the first time they met on the banks of the Chalcedony River, Chu Weiyang held that sword like a treasure; as for the white jade poisonous snake, even the jade slips of the "Qingzhudanjing" were taught by Yan Jianming himself For Chu Weiyang.

When it comes to the current life and death battle, how can he not be on guard against these.

The two gold-plated fiery charms were Yan Jianming's response.

Bisheng Chu Weiyang was so stupid that he actually took this sword and monster as his trump card and killer move.

Is it the escaped prisoner who came out of the Devil's Den, a natural scum and evil cultivator, it seems that no one needs to teach him, his mind is full of the brutal and domineering style of the monks of the Demon Sect, whether it is speaking, doing or fighting, there is only one way to be ruthless. Spicy rampage.

The momentum is quite impressive, but after all, he missed too many means, and missed that ethereal fate!
Now, who is trying to solve the trouble with those seemingly intense and intense emotions?
Taking a deep breath, the eyes of the gold-plated blazing talisman near the ground seemed to make Yan Jianming swallow the warm current in one breath.

That flash of drunkenness almost made Yan Jianming smile like a child.He seemed to be floating on the clouds, looking down again, looking down at the person in front of him with extremely pitiful eyes.

What responded to Yan Jianming's compassionate gaze was a light that seemed to be intertwined with thunder and flames.

Huh?
The flames of the gold-plated blazing talisman seem to be a little brighter...

wrong--!
Where did the thunder come from?

Before Yan Jianming wanted to understand this question, but in the end there was an omen in his heart. Before the intertwined thunder and light intensified, Yan Jianming bit the tip of his tongue fiercely in the blink of an eye.

The severe pain finally made him wake up a little bit.

Opening his mouth, he was about to take another breath, but the scorching air in the fire was full of fishy and sweet breath.

poisonous--!
It shouldn't be like this, I'm already prepared!
All the poisonous snakes were knocked aside, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

How can there be such a reason...

Panicked, Yan Jianming's thoughts were entangled in a mess when the time came, and he knew that this moment should not be a moment of stupor, but the fishy and sweet smell had already begun to affect his mind, he unexpectedly There was a momentary sluggishness, and even a certain indescribable sense of detachment from his own thoughts.

He seemed to be "watching helplessly" his thoughts were entangled in his mind into a mess, and he wanted to continue to entangle more and more.

It seems to be drunk.

Seeing that the wind rolled up by the thunder and fire sword had already hit his face, Yan Jianming raised his hand and still faced the sword's edge.

But the other hand froze in place——

No, the state is not right at the moment, you should block the sword with your hands together!This is the safest way!
No, it's not right, this man's swordsmanship is just like that, he needs to be detoxified first, I put the pill in my arms, but I have a pure god talisman hidden in my waist...

No, even more wrong!Right and wrong are all in the person, don't hesitate, use the means of killing this person to end this person's life, then everything is settled!

Almost at the same time, one thought after another appeared in his mind with incomparable clarity.

But the more this happened, the more he completely lost his mind.

There was no more time for him to continue thinking.

That sword crossed the gilded fire, the thunder and flame intertwined sword energy of stung stings, straightly following Chu Weiyang's sword edge, and pierced Yan Jianming's throat!

The unprecedented severe pain and the great crisis between life and death made Yan Jianming completely wake up from the confusion of poisonous energy.

When he opened his eyes, the world was still clear, but the fog in front of him seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and even Chu Weiyang's figure in front of him became blurred.

"me……"

Before Yan Jianming could say anything else, he clutched his neck, and the crimson blood gushing out completely made him speechless.

At this moment, struggling, he finally put his hand into his bosom and fumbled frantically.

But Chu Weiyang slightly turned his body sideways.

In the basket not far away, Guanshi Ma supported the edge with one hand, and with a sudden use of his arms, most of his body jumped up!
The other hand was raised, and what was held upside down was another extremely simple and ordinary iron sword.

Under the hazy moonlight, the iron sword had already been smeared with a layer of blood. When one looked carefully, there were even wisps of black smoke and evil energy oozing from the blood-rust color. Under the corrosion of this layer of blood rust, it has become pitted and mottled.

Whoosh-!
With a flick of Ma Guanshi's wrist, a completely different sword intent shot up into the sky, and the short sword wrapped in his hand was thrown straight, as fast as a thunderbolt!

When he looked again, the dagger had already penetrated deeply into Yan Jianming's heart veins, and then came out through his body!

A sword mixed with poisonous qi sealed the throat, and a sword wiped with blood from the evil qi severed the heart vein.

If so, in Chu Weiyang's eyes, Yan Jianming was truly doomed.

boom--!
Yan Jianming was still twitching, his legs were weak, and he knelt down on the soft and muddy ground.

At the same time, Chu Weiyang had already walked over from the grass beside him. He carefully held the sluggish white jade poisonous snake, and put a wisp of evil energy in front of the jade snake's snake kiss to calm the spirit pet's emotions.

It wasn't until Chu Weiyang stood still in front of Yan Jianming again, and the jade snake on his wrist buzzed again, that the young man hurriedly inserted the long sword into the scabbard, and took a few breaths.

No longer separated by hazy mist, nor separated by thunder and fireworks.

The eyes of the two met again.

"Killing you doesn't seem to be as difficult as imagined."

As he spoke, Chu Weiyang raised his hand and patted Yan Jianming's face lightly.

The crisp sound of the slap and the buzzing of the jade snake sounded again.

finally--

Yan Jianming's eyes darkened, and he died in front of Chu Weiyang with endless sighs that he couldn't explain clearly.

Seeing that he really had no vitality and breath, Chu Weiyang didn't rush to search for the Qiankun bag that Yan Jianming was carrying, instead he straightened up and just stood there quietly, using a very complicated but very calm expression. He stared at Yan Jianming's corpse kneeling on the ground for a long time.

At the same time, in the long silence, Guanshi Ma was lying on the edge of the basket, panting heavily.

After throwing the dagger, he ignored Yan Jianming again.

Guanshi Ma was watching Chu Weiyang's figure, especially after Chu Weiyang fell into such silence, Guanshi Ma's eyes became more and more expectant.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Finally, Manager Ma couldn't wait to ask.

"How about it?"

This sound awakened Chu Weiyang from his contemplation, and the young man turned around to look at Guanshi Ma in surprise.

"How about what?"

Guanshi Ma raised his sword and gestured hastily and carelessly on the basket.

"Sword intent! I mean how is the sword intent?"

"Don't you know how to go this way? All sword intents come from your mind."

"What? Killing Yan Jianming isn't enough to make your heart rage?"

"This is a monk from Tingchang Mountain, a monk at the peak of the Qi refining period! Could it be that you are not satisfied with this?"

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang shook his head.

He was happy to kill Yan Jianming.

But before making a move, let the evil energy dissipate in the layers of mist. When the sword light is wrapped in medicinal mud and poisonous energy, Yan Jianming's mind is completely bewildered, and when his brain is overloaded and he is completely absent-minded, then he strikes again. on the neck.

It seems like such a process, not to mention killing Yan Jianming, it seems that hunting wild animals is not so easy in ordinary times.

All kinds of fantasies about the peak of the Qi refining period made Chu Weiyang feel extremely unreal at this moment.

And this sense of unreality is even better than the pleasure in his heart.

"Perhaps, this person's life and death are not as important to me as I imagined..."

Saying this, Chu Weiyang slowly bent down, and finally stretched out his hand, groping in Yan Jianming's blood-stained robe.
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In the building of picking rain.

Chunyu Huai sat by the window in a daze, looking out the window at the sea of ​​lush trees that was vaguely reflected in the night wind, there was an almost soft melancholy feeling emerging from the young man's face.

When I looked again, the silver basin was no longer in the hall, the incense candles around the walls were gone, and the mist-like smoke had dissipated.

The previous experience seemed like a dream, which gave Chunyu Huai a feeling of unreality.

But the young man is very clear that a certain fact has already happened to him, that kind of womanly behavior, and thoughts that do not belong to him often appear in his mind at that time...

He was waiting, but after a long time, the other soul on the altar didn't pay attention to his intentions.

But the silence didn't shake Chunyu Huai at all.

What happened in the hall before seemed to make him change rapidly.

He seems to have really calmed down, and he must wait patiently for the inevitable conversation.

A dialogue with the real spirit of my great aunt.

But just thinking about it, Chunyu Huai's expression suddenly changed.

"Big aunt—!"

Cheering in a low voice, Chunyu Huai suddenly raised his hand, and with one finger was about to touch the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows.

But as soon as his arm was raised, Chunyu Huai's whole body's movements stopped abruptly.

In the next instant, the boy's temperament suddenly changed.

"Chun Yu Huai" seemed to be familiar with something, but at the same time stretched his waist and arms in an extremely unfamiliar way.

Immediately afterwards, he shuddered, crossed his hands, and hugged his shoulders by himself.

When he spoke again, what came out of Chunyu Huai's mouth turned out to be a hazy and erratic soul voice. When he listened carefully, he could especially hear a woman's originally clear and sad voice.

"Huai'er, starting from Town Demon's Cave, you have almost stepped in the wrong place every step of the way. Whether it is in Tingchang Mountain or at home, I will definitely not allow you to continue to make mistakes like this."

"If you take a wrong step, someone has to pay for it. Auntie is not blaming you, but if you continue like this, sooner or later, when the calamity falls on you, there will be no one to share with you." You are sheltered from the wind and rain!"

"The matter in Chalcedony Henan is dangerous, aunt needs to solve it for you personally!"

"The horror between life and death makes people despair. At a certain moment, I even felt that half of my foot had stepped on the path of Youquan. The icy chill almost pierced my soul and frozen my true spirit... I don't want to go through it again..."

After a pause, when the boy spoke again, his expression was still sad, but his voice changed back to Chunyu Huai's own.

"I'm the one who dragged my aunt down..."

"Since my aunt wants to settle this matter herself, Huai'er naturally has nothing to do, but I don't know what my aunt thinks?"

After another pause, it was the sound of the soul.

"This encounter, starting from the Sutra of Mending Sutras, caused all kinds of disturbances and caused all of us to be involved."

"Since we want to end it, we have to start from the cause and effect to end this matter for a short time!"

"The biggest mistake you made after traveling south was to ignore the escaped prisoner from the Devil's Cave too lightly! Who do you think he is? He escaped from a pile of dregs, and it is very likely that he got the rest of the spirit. From then on From the beginning to today, how many days have passed?"

"This man can live forever, and can teach my mother to see it in her eyes, so how can she still look at him with the same eyes that she used to see scum?"

"Perhaps his cultivation base is the most unbearable, but the karmic fate wrapped in layers on his body can kill many people's lives!"

"If you are not sure, in my aunt's eyes, this person is the most difficult to deal with."

"On the other hand, the two monks that Jianzong chased after, the raw melon eggs who just came out of the mountain gate, forged all the karma with our Tingchang Mountain. They seemed to be in a situation, but until now, I'm afraid they haven't even had a mouthful of soup. Go up!"

"Let the two of them here first, no matter whether they are wounded or killed, and then we will see if the old man with a nose can stand safely in the river mouth!"

"As soon as he moves, the mountain master will naturally move too!"

"Drag them all into the water! What are you all doing standing on the dry bank? Just watching us children desperately working hard?"

"How can there be such a good thing in the world!"

"Don't worry, Huai'er, I know what you're worried about."

"My aunt is not crazy, on the contrary, the time between life and death, and the coldness on the Youquan road made my thoughts very clear..."

"Spiritual things..."

Just as he was speaking, Chunyu Huai slowly raised his hand.

In the palm of the hand, there is gradually a radiance, like a pool of fine wine, slowly reflecting the colorful spiritual light, like a river of stars reflected.
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Among the sea of ​​trees.

Xie Jiang raised the sword-shaped jade talisman again, and lightly looked at the ridge of the sword.

Only this time, the sound of the sword suddenly sounded like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring.

Amidst the trembling sound, the sword talisman suddenly slipped out of Xie Jiang's palm, hanging in front of the two of them, and a wave of air pointed somewhere far away.

"found it!"

(End of this chapter)