Sealing Sword Chapter 112: Crimson

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Xuan Su sprinted all the way, and the sudden internal force that was violently smashed the meridians, but his heart was tied to the ends of the head and tail, and he did not dare to stop and relax. Finally, he reached the entrance of Tallinn and only took a breath of breath with the trunk. Just change footwork to enter it.

In Tallinn, there are a total of 97 stone towers, all of which are seven stories high. Among them, seven of the Buddha towers are connected to form the Big Dipper position, and the other stone towers are distributed in the Manjusri Palace, forming a unique formation. complex. In addition, each tower is generally the same from the outside, only different in the subtleties. Outsiders are rare in mystery, and they are afraid of getting lost when they enter.

Xuan Suben has no such ability, but at this time the wind direction is just right, and his nose is sensitive. He smelled the rust-like smell from the wind blowing on his face, his expression shrank, and he rushed into the shadows before posting the tower. OK, like a sneaky night owl.

He quickly approached the source of the blood and gore. The stone tower was very close to the center of Tallinn. The bronze door was hidden underneath, and there was no light on it. Only the moonlight shone sparsely on the tower, showing a gloomy appearance for no reason.

Xuan Su didn't go out. He stepped on his feet and hung the fence with his hands on the tower. He didn't rush into it. He only held his breath and listened to the movement of each floor. Finally, he heard a sonorous sound from the seventh floor. It looks like someone is fighting.

Continuously climbing the eight-story tower, Xuan Su's arm strength was already a bit unsupported, and his arm trembled faintly. He knew that the delay would be too great, and he steadily landed on the corridor after turning over the fence, looking through the octagonal carved stone window. Look inside.

It's a pity that the black lamp is blind and it's hard to describe. I can only hear the sound of the fighting getting more intense. Xuan Su can only estimate that there will be at least three people fighting. In addition to the sound of weapon confrontation, there is also the strange sound of iron chains shaking.

The smell of blood rushed toward Xuan Su's door through the window. He was a little sick, but his early instincts made his hands and feet feel a little hot, and he became excited uncontrollably, like a sleeping wolf awakened by the smell.

Xuan Su's pupils shrank, fingers touched the cold jade flute, and held tightly, as if holding a rein, and strangling himself on the edge of the cliff, finally clearer.

The beating was getting more and more fierce, and finally one person couldn't hold it, saying: "This lunatic doesn't recognize people anymore, we have to be cruel!"

"He was ruthless, how do you explain to the left guardian?" The low drink was accompanied by a clanging sound, a little frustrated, "Left guardian has repeatedly ordered to bring him back unscathed, who dares to do it?"

"But he killed the third child!" The previous man gritted his teeth. "You and my brothers have never distinguished each other, but now the third child is dead in his hands!"

"You have to dare to do it, tell Zuo Hufa to know, and then go to Huangquan to be brothers with the old third!"

"..."

Xuan Su curled his brows, suddenly something in the dark called this way, he took a step back anxiously, but a baby's wrist-thick iron chain hit the stone window hard, and the fine carving was actually Was cut off by the force of this blow!

"Who?!"

The two people who were arguing had this opportunity to breathe, and they were shocked to find someone watching outside the window. Before Xuan Su could react, the two jumped out of the door and window.

The corridor is narrow, Xuan Sushi retreats and happens to be between the doors and windows, and the front and back roads are blocked. By the light of the moon, he could see that these two men were two men, one tall and one short, both dressed as monks, holding a ring knife in their hands, but the blade was stained with blood.

Xuan Su couldn't move in, and had no way to retreat. Seeing the cold light from the knife, the two approached one after another, and he heard the man in the room still running around like a fly without his head, and the chain kept hitting the wall. , Making a dull noise, his brows suddenly cold, and Tong Xiao was drawn out.

At the next moment, two quit knives came in one after the other. The former wiped his throat, and the latter chopped his legs, making him unable to dodge up and down. It was the number of "Mandarin Duck Knives". At the critical juncture, Xuan Su's wrist turned, Tong Xiao steadily fended off the knife, and at the same time he lifted his foot and stomped the blade of the knife on his feet, not moving.

Xuan Su blocked the blow, but didn't take advantage of the victory or avoiding it. Instead, he reached into his arms and found out the fire, pulling his fingers away and quickly leaning against his lips, blowing a little spark.

The big flame of the bean is really inconspicuous at ordinary times, but at this moment, it is like a poisonous scorpion's tail that pierces people's eyes. The tall and thin monk in front of him was startled and stretched out his hand to pat the fire, but Xuan Su had already put the Huo Zhezi on the prayer flags hanging on the wall.

The prayer flags were hung for a long time, they were dry and yellowed long ago, and they stayed at a single point, and the wind assisted the fire. A fire snake suddenly appeared on the dark stone tower.

There was a quiet pause in the room, and then a head with a disheveled hair suddenly rushed to the window and let out a hoarse roar from his mouth. This person had a deep inner strength, and his qi-gathering roar spread far in the night sky.

The two fighting Xuan Su were shocked. Taking this opportunity, Xuan Su tore off the burning prayer flags and slashed his head towards the tall and thin monk. The other party stepped back subconsciously, but unexpectedly this was a flickering, Xuan Su turned around, and the prayer flags turned back, firmly wrapping the head of the short man behind him!

The fire licked the skin and flesh, the man let out a scream, his head was wrapped in prayer flags, and he stretched out his hand and was lifted by the tongue of fire. However, Xuan Su was indifferent. Seeing this, he raised his leg and kicked the opponent's chest. The latter immediately spewed a mouthful of blood and hit the fence repeatedly. He couldn't hold back his strength and turned and fell!

There was a heavy sound, flesh and blood, Xuan Su didn't turn his head, a flute caught the stab knife that hit behind, and hit the opponent's chest with an elbow. He turned around after hearing the person back three steps in a row.

Shicai had blood sprayed on his left face, and the blood drips into the fine carvings on the silver mask, as if blood-red lines spread on this person's face, coquettish and frightening. Xuan Su lifted his sleeves and wiped the blood stains, Tong Xiao turned his fingertips, the usual gentleness and politeness disappeared without a trace at this moment, and said coldly: "Who is Er Nai, what are you here for? Answer truthfully, leave false words. Life."

However, for three or four rounds, one of the two of them died. The tall and thin man was terrified, but he was also a man who did not retreat and did not respond.

But there is a chain faster than him!

The pitch-black chain entangled from behind like a poisonous snake, strangling the throat of the tall and thin man, and before anyone struggled, the end of the chain suddenly pulled back, actually pulling an adult man off the ground, his neck uttered With a crisp sound, the person was also thrown off the tower.

With another loud noise, Xuan Su did not lie down by the fence and looked down, but took a step back.

The madman with disheveled hair has crawled out of the window.

He stood two feet away in front of Xuan Su, dressed in a dirty prison shirt, his hair was messy and grassy, ​​two chains wrapped around his wrists, and the long ends dragged to the ground, making a harsh rubbing sound.

He raised his head, his hair slid to one side, revealing half of a terrible face. It was a year-long burn. The skin and flesh were knotted, and he couldn't bear to look directly at it. At first glance, he thought he saw a ghost.

Xuan Su was startled and couldn't help chanting "Taiyi Tianzun" and glanced at his feet, there was a shadow.

This person is indeed a person, but he is more hideous than a ghost.

Even the first time I saw him, Xuan Su guessed who he was—the right guardian of the Soul Burial Palace, Zhao Qing.

Xuan Su had not known much about him, except for the name of "Blood Hades" and the murder of Huangshan faction, it was almost blackened. However, Ye Fusheng recently told him some information, for example, Zhao Qing relied on his wife Zhao Bingmo to become the right guardian, for example, this person is a lunatic.

Outright madman.

Ye Fusheng and Chu Xiwei connected their heads before exploring the road and crossing Edong. The two exchanged information. Chu Xiwei learned about the situation in Wuxiang Temple, and Ye Fusheng inquired about Zhao Qing. According to the clues investigated by Baiguimen, Zhao Qing’s biological father is unknown. His mother is the sister of the former soul-burial palace owner Helian Shen and the current soul-burial palace left guardian Zhao Bingmo. It stands to reason that the future is boundless, but it is a madness. .

It is said that he suffered a fire when he was young, which ruined half of his face, and later went out of practice with his uncle Helian Shen, which hurt his brain and caused madness. At the beginning, he just didn't recognize people. Later, he started to get angry and go crazy from time to time, but his martial arts got better and better. There were few people in Mizongling who could control him.

There is such a lunatic in the Burial Soul Palace. One is to look at Zhao Bingmo's face, and the other is to use him as a dog to burn, kill and looting. It’s a pity that Zhao Bingmo loves her son like her destiny. Eight years ago, when Zhao Qingfu came out of the rivers and lakes, she encountered the Huangshan faction. She took the people back to Mizongling by herself, so she was good at raising them, but was not allowed to leave Mizongling again. , For fear that this lunatic would get into trouble again, and take his life in.

As Ye Fusheng speculated, Zhao Qing was originally a simple one, but this time he fell into the hands of Wuxiang Temple, which is probably a bait calculated by someone with a heart; and the funeral palace has clearly controlled the martial arts conference, but he has not sent anyone to rescue Zhao. Qing, I'm afraid one is to use it for fishing, and the other is to discard him.

No matter what kind of speculation, it can only show that there is a discord between Zhao Bingmo and He Lianyu.

Xuan Su just didn’t understand, he wasn’t stupid. He saw Zhao Qing at this time, and remembered the conversation between the two just now. He guessed that Zhao Bingmo sent them privately to save his children, but he didn’t expect it. Zhao Qing had gone completely mad because of the prisoner, regardless of whether he was the enemy or the enemy. Not only did he not escape with him, but he also left the people who came to save him here.

The question is, where are Duanheng and Sejian? Could the smell of blood in the room come from them?

Xuan Su was anxious and wanted to rush in and take a look, but Zhao Qing refused to give him this opportunity.

The strong wind swept, and Xuan Su lifted his flute to a block, and was hitting the iron chain firmly. Zhao Qing couldn't make a single blow, and shook his hands again, and the two iron chains came out together. This thing was black, and when it broke through the air, it seemed like a dragon dancing in the wild, coming and going vertically and horizontally, impervious to the wind.

One weapon is longer than one foot and the other is shorter than one foot. Xuan Su was a bit stretched. However, Zhao Qing, a lunatic, is not as irrational as a human being. He is eager and has a degree of advancement and retreat. He just moves to death, cruel. Very spicy. Xuan Su was caught on the shoulder unexpectedly, and his skin was spattered.

I saw red in front of him, and Zhao Qing was even more fierce. The chain of his left hand slashed to hit him on the head, and the chain of his right hand swept his chest to draw him. If these two blows are beaten, not to mention a brain crack, the rib will be broken.

If Xuan Su retreats, it’s okay, but if he retreats, what if this lunatic escapes?

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Xuan Su did not retreat, but slid his hands to hold the two ends of the Tong Xiao, but after hearing it, Tong Xiao split into two, actually pulling out a rapier from it!

This copper Xiao is not a musical instrument, but a weapon that Duan Ya personally opened the sword pavilion to pick for him when he was able to control his internal breath at the beginning of the sixteenth year. The name was "Wuwei".

Wuwei sword is no more than a foot long, and is not a thin blade, but is similar to a sword thorn, with a whole body like a cone, with obscure blood grooves everywhere. It is said that this was an ancient artifact. It was once the assassin's assassin's sword. It was later acquired by the benevolent. It was hidden in Xiao, with a hidden edge and a sharp edge.

Those who do nothing are not doing nothing, but the gentleman should do something and should not do something.

Xuan Su has eight out of twenty this year, but the Wuwei sword has only been out of its sheath three times, and has not yet stained a drop of blood. But when he draws his sword out of its sheath at this time, he is in desperate situation, and the sword is out of nowhere.

As soon as his body shape turned, the iron chain swept across his chest, causing pain in his lungs, but Wuwei's sword slipped against the chain, and Xuan Su had deceived Zhao Qing in a blink of an eye!

Seeing this in exchange for injury, Wuwei is about to penetrate Zhao Qing's throat. The latter suddenly abandoned the iron chain, his left hand was erected into a knife, and the thumb and ring finger suddenly buckled inward and turned over!

Wuwei Sword passed through the gap he had buckled when there was no room for hair. Zhao Qing avoided the tip of the sword, his left hand slid down, the index and middle fingers fell instantly, firmly holding the hilt.

Xuan Su's eyes widened suddenly. Only for this moment, Zhao Qing's free right hand grabbed his face door, his **** were bent like hooks, and he touched his eyelids in a flash!

The next moment, blood spurted out, and Xuan Su's eyes were blurred with blood...