Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 27: Who is playing the pipa, who is killing in the deep alley
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In this Biluo Border Pass for decades, Nan Shanmu saw Wenren Cangyue climb up in the blood sea of Shishan Mountain step by step. He knew very well that in addition to his own cultivation level, Wenren Cangyue and Ghost Army Master were in How many forces have been gathered over the past few years. (Baidu search., ").
Wenren Cang Yue is a real hero.
The ghost army division is also a real hero.
Not to mention other things, Guanglun just used 20 years of building a Sirius Guard that is strong enough to be comparable to the Dragon Snake Black Banner Army, which was beyond the reach of the former Zhenxi General.
Nan Shanmu is not the kind of civil servant who will only be a bogeyman when a disaster strikes. If he has the opportunity to fight, of course he will fight Wenren Cangyue, but it is because of too much After understanding Wenren Cang Yue’s extremely cruel way of doing things and the strength of him and the practitioners under him, he couldn’t fight any more. Only then did he decide to do a few things that he wanted to do in his life but hadn’t done yet, and then went safely. dead.
Who dared to challenge the majesty of General Wenren within two thousand miles of the Biluo Frontier Army?
In the pavilion in the distance, a faint lute sounded. I don't know who is starting to play a general. The murmur of the piano is like soldiers and horses running through the years.
The sound of a weapon passing through the blood sounded clearly.
The Ghost Army Master squinted his eyes and lowered his head slightly. The scattered hair covered most of his face, and his expression was not visible in the darkening sky.
He stopped questioning Nan Shanmu, because he could see that Nan Shanmu's shock at the moment was real, that is to say, this change might not have anything to do with Nan Shanmu.
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Smoke curls in the distance, and the faint sound of a pipa spreads into an ordinary bungalow in a deep alley.
Cheng Xiang Yi Ning stood in the mud of this ordinary bungalow.
This cultivator in the army wore a star-white gown, with his hair curled up and combed into a very popular "wangxian" style among practitioners in Zhongzhou.
The scabbard of the four-foot dagger in his left hand is gold inlaid with white jade, and the hilt is delicate ivory. It looks gorgeous and delicate, completely like a work of art, not like a tool for murder.
However, in the hands of this elegant swordsman, under the "inchman" sword made of unique "heavenly fine gold" at the tip of this sword, not many opponents have fallen.
He was born in Tianhe College outside of the three major Yunqin academies. He has been in the army for thirteen years when he sharpened his sword to the sharpest point.
Although he smelled a strong smell of blood and felt that an enemy seemed to be walking through this deep alley like a giant python, he still stood motionless in the dark bungalow.
Because his task is to guard this place, he knows very well that the reason why General Wenren is strong is because there are not many practitioners like him under his...Moreover, there is a mountain of iron orders that any practitioner will unconditionally follow. His order will not leave his post without permission.
Yun Qin Chongwu, the military does not have many strong, many back-door guest groups, most of them have studied Wenren Cang Yuewei so strong, they usually come to the same conclusions, they are all very simple ….Any dangerous task, people who hear Cang Yue live, can get glory and rewards, die, can also go to peace of mind, all the funeral affairs, relatives and friends, can all be arranged without worry.
Although this is a simple method, few people can learn it. That's because few people can know people and use them as well as Wenren Cang Yue, and can attract so many powerful practitioners to follow. No one has Wenren Cang Yue. Like the Ghost Army Master, Yue can obtain so much combat exploits and glory for his subordinates to share.
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"Pop!"
The mud wall behind Cheng Xiangyi suddenly cracked like a piece of paper.
This not sturdy mud embryo bungalow groaned like an old woman, lost the support of a wall, and seemed to be about to collapse, burying the swordsman in the star white gown.
But the look on his face was as calm as water, unaffected by the flying mud and the dense dust pouring down from the roof at this moment, and even the frequency of his breathing was not scattered.
His whole person turned around at an unimaginable speed, and his left thumb instantly gathered all the power of the left arm's soul power, and he picked it up and hit the calyx of the sword, making the body of the sword flashing with cold light instantly The speed flies out of the scabbard, and his right hand is placed on the hilt of the sword with the momentum of running clouds and flowing water, and the power of the whole body is concentrated on his right hand, making the beautiful dagger, which is only four feet long, the speed is sharp again Speeding up, he made a violent breaking through the air during this turn of his turn, turning into a clear sky, and the sword energy he brought up instantly blew away the ashes behind him.
This is extremely difficult for Tianhe Academy to master, a fraction of which makes it clumsy, but it is also the toughest Tianhe Lie Slash.
In the 13 years of hard work, Cheng Xiangyi's blow has been perfect.
It wasn't until the blow came out that he could see that what had broken through the wall was only a fourteen or five-year-old girl in Tsing Yi with empty hands, wearing a pair of uncoordinated purple embroidered shoes.
He was stunned in his heart, his eyes were slightly stagnant, but the sword in his hand did not stay in the slightest, like a ray of light shining toward this unidentified Tsing Yi girl.
The Tsing Yi girl's temples were a little wet and sweating. Faced with this merciless sword, she just stretched out her hand toward the pierced sword tip.
The tip of the sword was condensed in her hand, less than an inch from the center of her white palm, but it was held up by the thin air compressed to the extreme and could not be pierced.
The star-white robe behind Cheng Xiangyi split instantly, turning into pieces of flying silk.
His muscles swelled up all over, and they were all wriggling, which caused his clothes to burst in an instant. However, the tip of his sword was still frozen in the air, unable to make an inch.
This is a mysterious war between practitioners.
In an instant, Cheng Xiangyi, who was filled with the most dignified and cruel sense of the frontier army, suddenly showed a helpless and miserable look.
He was still alive in this flash of light, but it was clear in his mind that he was already mortal.
The opponent's spirit power burst to stop him with a heavy armor-breaking soul soldier "Inch Mang" attack. I am afraid that the cultivation base has at least reached the top-level Great National Division, and it may even have been stepped by him. It is still at the level of a distant Great National Division.
It's impossible for such an opponent to give him any chance to change his tricks, and it is impossible for him to have the power he can bear.
"Where are the people from the God Arrow Camp and the Star Harvest Camp?"
At the moment when the final death came, the swordsman who walked out of Tianhe was just deeply puzzled. It didn't matter what the identity of the opponent was, how many enemies came, not those who used arrows in the army scattered in the nearby high towers. Practitioners, those who specialize in throwing spears in the army, will not even shoot an arrow or even a spear, leaving him with no chance to survive.
With a crisp "ding", the blade of the Cunmang sword broke.
The Tsing Yi girl and Cheng Xiangyi passed by, but in a flash, Cheng Xiangyi's chest sank, and the whole person flew out back and knocked down a mud wall.
The mud-walled bungalow collapsed and buried the broken mang sword in it.
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The sound of the pipa continues in the distance.
"Ah..."
In the deep alley, there were several exclamations and screams.
The Ghost Army Master's brows began to frown slightly.
Since he and General Wen Renda are doing things today, no matter how many people die in this deep alley, it is just the peace of the military department and no one will be supervised at all, but this is obviously a shocking cry from some civilians. And screams, it means that some of the people he placed on the periphery are also dead, otherwise it is absolutely impossible for anyone to walk into this deep alley.
Moreover, he didn't hear the sound of arrows and spears breaking through the air from beginning to end.
Could it be that someone sitting behind the curtains intervened in this matter?
If so, then this time is really interesting.
A cold smile emerged from the Ghost Army Master's face. At this moment, there was a crunch, but the black door that was originally closed by the two Sirius guards was pushed open.
An embroidered shoe crossed the high threshold and walked into the yard.
There are some blood stains on the embroidered shoes that don't seem to fit well. Wearing these embroidered shoes is an immature girl who looks unclean but has a pale face. She has always been a serious expression.
The Ghost Army Master was stunned, and the two Sirius Guards who were extremely vicious in appearance were also stunned.
"It's you?" Only Nan Shanmu cried out in disbelief.
He didn't even think that the one who opened the door and walked into this yard was the interesting young girl he encountered while fishing in the Wandering Forest!
"It's me." Nangong Weiyang wiped the sweat from her temples, nodded seriously, and said to Nanshan, let's go. "
Nan Shanmu was completely stunned.
He previously thought that Nangong Weiyang was an ordinary cultivator girl who didn't know the world. However, at this moment, recalling the words "he won't die" that this girl said, he was as if he was really struck by thunder. Completely blinded.
Ghost Army Master's eyes narrowed into two slits, quietly looking at this immature girl who was logically impossible to enter here, coldly said who are you? "
"This has something to do with you?" Nangong Weiyang frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on the Ghost Army Master for the first time. Do you want to kill him? Then I will kill you. "
Just as she frowned, the Ghost Army Master suddenly looked up at the sky.
A faintly silver sword shadow with an extremely cold air fell straight toward the back of his head from the sky.
"Yujian...sage master cultivation base!"
Looking at this sword shadow that is almost invisible to the naked eye, the Ghost Army Master, who has been very quiet, finally changed his face slightly, and Nan Shanmu's eyes were instantly flooded with unspeakable light.
Even if the opponent’s face is tender, his bones are still tender, his true age will never exceed ten** years old, this kind of age will reach the cultivation level of the saint master, this is simply unimaginable and impossible. On this border of more than 2,000 miles, only a few people, including Wenren Cangyue, have reached the realm of the sage, but the opponent is not only in the realm of the sage, but has also been able to communicate with the flying sword, and the imperial flying sword!
The majestic aura that connects with the world and the flying sword on her body, and the sharp edge that pierces the sky and the earth in an instant, can't be fake at all, she is a true sword master!
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