Qingling Punishing Heart

Chapter 113
The atmosphere around the square quietly froze.

All eyes were on the confronting two people, everyone wanted to know whether the masked young man was qualified to be Jiang Xuan's opponent.

The wind was strong, but it couldn't blow away the thick blood mist around Jiang Xuan.

The stench in the fog became stronger and stronger, forcing everyone to cover their mouths and noses, and some even started to vomit.

Standing in the crowd, Hu Si could clearly feel Jiang Xuan's aura, and that terrifying sense of oppression was much stronger than during the Double Ninth Banquet.Based on this aura alone, she already knew that Jiang Xuan's skill was not what it used to be, far beyond the three realms of Xuan and Qing.

The roaring wind pressed against the eardrums, curling Su Ji's hair and robe.

Su Ji stood upright in the wind with his sword in his hand, his eyes wandered over Jiang Xuan's body, as if he was looking for something, and then stopped at one place, his eyes no longer wavering.He slowly held his mother's sword across his eyes, as if he saw a friend who hit it off right away, with a smile on his face.

Jiang Xuan opened his eyes slightly, and the willow fairy and snake stick in his hand suddenly burst into blood!Thousands of blood mist condensed into a red snake and swam rapidly in the air, making people dazzled.

With the roar of a ghost, the red snake bites head-on. Su Ji's pupils shrink slightly, and his body dodges quickly.There was the sound of breaking wind whizzing by, and a snake body flew forward by rubbing against Su Ji's nose!
The moment he dodged, Su Ji stepped lightly on the ground with his toes, and thrust out with a sword, straight for Jiang Xuan's throat!
This sword has already used the fastest speed, but Jiang Xuan felt that this sword was ridiculously slow, as weak as wielding a broom.He just dodged sideways and easily dodged.

The slipping figure stopped suddenly, Jiang Xuan asked contemptuously: "Do you really know how to use a sword?"

Su Ji replied in a deep voice, "Not really."

"It's ridiculous that Yu Hongzhi's son can't use a sword!"

Su Ji closed his eyes slightly, turned the edge of the sword, and stabbed the second sword!
From Jiang Xuan's point of view, this sword is still weak and weak, and he can't feel the momentum at all.

There was a hint of teasing at the corner of Jiang Xuan's mouth, and he didn't move until the edge of the sword was an inch closer. He tapped the void with his toes, and his figure slid away like a snake.

A cold light flashed in Su Ji's eyes, and a faint purple air wrapped around the sword body.The moment the sword edge brushed against Jiang Xuan's body, the purple energy condensed on the sword dissipated.

If you don't look carefully, it's hard to notice a few faint streaks of purple energy soaking into Jiang Xuan's body.

Looking at the dissipated purple energy, Jiang Xuan suddenly realized that the same situation happened with the sword just now.His pupils narrowed slightly, a solemn look appeared on his face, and immediately he waved his sleeves, and countless black air spewed out from the sleeves, suddenly turning into thousands of black snakes, and slammed towards Su Ji fiercely.

There was a violent sound of wind in his ears, and Su Ji remained motionless.

In an instant, Wan Dao Black Snake pierced Su Ji's body!
However, those black snakes just flew into his body and did not cause him any harm.

Before Jiang Xuan had time to be shocked, he suddenly felt that his head was slowly becoming heavy, his eyes were filled with sleepiness, and his eyelids wanted to close uncontrollably.

When he looked up, Su Ji had disappeared, and he saw that the scenery outside Biyou Palace crackled into pieces, and the square under his feet shattered and fell off like pieces of porcelain, replaced by another scene.

A certain time, a certain country.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the gray straw mat through the broken wooden bed.

The light pierced through a gap to cut through the dark world, Jiang Xuan propped up his eyelids, and found himself in the bronze mirror turned into a boy.Looking at the strange yet familiar things in front of him, Jiang Xuan suddenly realized that he was in a nightmare.

Under the setting sun, Jiang Xuan got up slowly, and saw an old woman busy by the stove, with gray hair, her back arched into a poignant arc.

Outside the door is a village ravaged by war, and traces of years of war can be seen everywhere.

Jiang Xuan's mind started to function and think, and he began to think of many things: there was a war here, and he just had dinner.

The nose smelled a long-lost sour smell, which was the smell of the soup mixed with grass roots and rancid chaff.The tip of the tongue still retains the memory of that period of taste. As you chew slowly, the fragments and fibers of the grass blades move between the teeth, and the soup slides over the dry taste buds, and the earthy smell gradually becomes stronger.

At this time, it was the era of war and chaos, and as a descendant of the Lord of Shen, he unfortunately lived among the people.During those days, he never cared about any edible food.

Jiang Xuan walked out the door, walked along the ruins after the war, and found an old wooden door that was half closed.

The edge of the wooden door trembled slightly, as if a pair of eyes were looking at him from behind the door.

The scene in front of him was extremely familiar, all of this came from Jiang Xuan's childhood memories.

This is the place where I met my wife for the first time.

Behind that wooden door, there is a girl who is unforgettable and haunting him waiting for him.

However, Jiang Xuan lowered his head and did not look at the door.

Looking at the mottled land, Jiang Xuan's eyes were indifferent. Even if there was a slight hint of emotion, it was definitely not warmth, but pain, hatred, sadness...

At this time, Su Ji's erratic voice echoed: "Why don't you go in?"

Jiang Xuan couldn't help looking up, only to feel that the voice came from the distant sky, as if a hundred people were speaking in all directions at the same time.He felt that his Xuanqing Qi was losing, if he stayed here, he would gradually become a mortal who lost all his cultivation.

Suddenly, a ghostly figure flashed behind Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan turned his head suddenly, and there was no one behind him.

"Hmph, small tricks." Jiang Xuan said disdainfully.

Previously, when Su Ji was in retreat, he devoted himself to developing the enemy's strategy.Until the day before breaking through, he finally came up with a solution.This method is not to comprehend the unique skills of the world, but to recognize a fact.

He knew that although he had injured Jiang Xuan at the Double Ninth Banquet, Jiang Xuan's strength was far more than that. If he directly used moves to fight recklessly, he might not be able to last even one round.The only way is to use up a few percent of Jiang Xuan's skill like now.

However, instead of being afraid, Jiang Xuan at this time found it interesting.He had been worried that after Mo Shu's death, the duel would be boring, but now his worries were all gone.Unexpectedly, Su Ji could actually trap himself in the Nightmare Sleeping Realm, which made him excited.

"Okay, then the deity will play with you!"

With that said, Jiang Xuan walked slowly towards the half-closed broken door...

At this moment, the people outside Biyou Palace stared at the two people standing in the middle of the square with complicated eyes.

Many people couldn't help but feel deeply puzzled when they saw the figures of two people crossing each other, and then they stayed motionless in place.

A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Ni's mouth, and said: "It turns out that swords can also be used in this way..."

"How did he do it?" Hu Si asked.

Yang Ni explained: "The function of the bronze sword in his hand just now is neither stabbing nor slashing, but it is the same as Jiang Xuan's Willow Immortal Snake Staff, which is equivalent to a scepter and magic weapon for performing spells. He deliberately Talking to Jiang Xuan more is just to take the opportunity to find the weakest dead spot on Jiang Xuan, so as to cast the nightmare technique."

After hearing this, Hu Si fell into memories.She once witnessed the decisive battle between her father Haitang and Qingli.

At that time, Haitang and Qingli only had one round of fighting, and they started to stand still like the two people in the middle of the square now.

It seems to outsiders that Haitang and Qingli only used one move, but in fact, the two have been wrestling in the Sleeping Realm for three full years.

The time, space, and five senses in the Nightmare Sleeping Realm are all controlled by the caster.In reality, there is only a moment, but in the state of sleep, it may be delayed for three months, or thrown into the basin to suffer for a year.No matter how strong the body is or how agile the speed is, it is meaningless in front of the Qingling Nightmare Technique.

Hu Si raised her head slightly, only to see that Su Ji's eyes were half-opened, his breathing was short, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.Now his two eyes are all blue, with a trembling light.Although he successfully used a seemingly inconspicuous Xuanming Qi to make Jiang Xuan fall asleep just now, the next control is more critical.

At this time, on a tree branch in the distance, a tall man in white looked at Su Ji and sighed:

"Xuan Ming Qi is really extraordinary. Last time even Mo Shu couldn't use the Qingling Nightmare Technique, but this person whose cultivation level is far below Jiang Xuan's has managed it."

The short white-clothed man responded: "Just now I used a secret technique to spy on him. Jiang Xuan said that he is Yu Hongzhi's son."

When they heard the word "Yu Hongzhi", the other two men in white opened their eyes wide at the same time.

"This person is not directly taught by Yu Hongzhi, the foundation of his skills is weak, and all his paths are evil."

"Who taught him these heresies?"

The tall man in white looked at the figures on the eaves of Biyou Palace. He was silent for a long time, and a rare smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.He didn't answer the questions of the two, but the two didn't need him to answer.The four looked at one place at the same time, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

On the eaves, the yellow-browed Taoist stroked his beard and sighed: "I thought that the master of the Xuanling Pavilion had no chance of winning, but I didn't expect to have an upper hand. It is the best policy to act like this now."

Li Rumei could hear that Taoist Huangmei's heart was vacillating between Jiang Xuan and Su Ji, so she couldn't help laughing and said, "Pavilion master's skills are extensive and complex, while Jiang Xuan's skills are sophisticated and deep. However, Jiang Xuan's methods are The Pavilion Master is basically clear, but Jiang Xuan has no idea of ​​the Pavilion Master's path. In terms of cultivation, the Pavilion Master has the upper hand, but in terms of life and death, it depends on the situation."

The two-headed general was unwilling to surrender to Jiang Xuan. Seeing that Su Ji had the upper hand, he said anxiously: "Can this kind of trick kill people? We are not trying to defeat Jiang Xuan, but to kill him!"

The four-armed gambler was looking forward to Jiang Xuan's death, but he didn't want to lose money himself, so he struggled and said, "That's right, if you want to kill him, you must never keep him alive! Jiang Xuan is like an earthworm with a hard life, you must chop him up To die!"

At this moment, the one-eyed Immortal Doctor, who had been standing by the side without speaking, said slowly: "It is of course very good that he can take this opportunity to get rid of Jiang Xuan. However, there is only one chance like this. If he walks out, he will have no power to fight back..."

(End of this chapter)