Sealing Sword Chapter 193: Break dreams
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Compared to cutting with a knife and an ax, there is nothing more to let a big Centian tree die than from the inside of the root system.
The two people that Chu Xiwei brought around were Zhang Ziao and Scorpion. The former was highly experienced in martial arts, and the latter was familiar with the situation. Only then did they find a gap in the maze of total martial law. , Such as three unremarkable fish mixed into the muddy water and disappeared into the quagmire in a blink of an eye.
Zhao Bingmo has been planning for many years, and now although he has died, his subordinates still have many unexposed piles inserted in the lair of the soul burial palace. The scorpion quickly got news from them-Helian Yu retreats to cry blood cave , Lingzhong's affairs are entrusted to Xiao Yangu and Li Feng.
Zhang Ziao glanced at the direction of the Qinglong Temple: "Li Feng was cut off by Xie Wuyi's arm when he was in Guyang City. Although his left hand is still useful, it was not in his heyday. It is disadvantageous for Yanguo to fight for power. If he is smart, he will temporarily avoid him."
The relationship between Xiao Yangu and Zhao Bingmo’s teacher and apprentice is extremely hidden, even an old man like Scorpion is not aware of it. However, he remembered the words of his predecessor during his lifetime and said to Chu Xiwei: Look, Xiao Yangu is the person who respects Helianyu the most among the Four Palace Lords, but before her life, she has discovered that she took advantage of the location when guarding the Baihu Digong in Beijiang to develop military supply smuggling and north-south caravans. From the mouth of'Golden Chan' He has taken a lot of food and is a ruthless character who is extremely ambitious and good at hiding."
Chu Xiwei knows, and now the Baidao coalition forces are approaching, but Helianyu is unable to retreat, and the undercurrents are rushing in Mizongling, Xiao Yangu must be double minded. Therefore, she would not want Helianyu to leave the customs safely, and even when necessary, even the soul-burial palace could be the price of tail docking to survive.
On this thought, he lowered his eyelids: "Scorpion, you go to contact the available stakes in the burial palace, try to transfer them to various key posts, and prepare for the newcomers; proud, you sneak into the white tiger Dian stared at Xiao Yangu, if possible to win this cooperation with her."
I am in a hurry to follow the authority, even if I am trying to get ahead with a tiger, will she take a bite... Chu Xiwei's mouth evokes a small smile, as cold as a knife.
They are all the monsters and ghosts who are secretly walking under the night, who is afraid of who will play "Liao Zhai"? Chu Xiwei was not afraid of Xiao Yangu's hands and feet, just like waiting for a wild beast to spread its claws for the prey, and then plunged into the trap.
Zhang Ziao was the one he pulled up with one hand. He was always taciturn and would not question any of Chu Xiwei's orders. Therefore, he took the lead and moved separately with Scorpion, and soon disappeared into Mizongling all year round. In the scattered clouds.
Chu Xiwei raised his hand and twisted the neck of a guard of the Soul Burial Palace, shrank his shoulders and shrank the other party's coat, took out a small bottle as large as his finger, and smeared his facial features skillfully on his face. There was no change, but the skin color became dark, and some shadows were fainted in the eye sockets, nose wings, and forehead. It seemed to be possessed by a gray and autumnal shadow.
He rushed to the direction of Broken Soul Cliff and successfully mixed into a group of secret guests who were going to change shifts. He saw Xiao Yangu in front of the mountain prison. When the woman passed him by, she suddenly turned her head, and the moment her eyes met, Chu Xiwei's palm was already condensed, but she did not expect that Xiao Yangu continued to move forward without stopping.
However, Chu Xiwei knew from the look in his eyes that Xiao Yangu recognized herself. After all, this little skill was more than enough to deceive others, and she was doing a good job in front of Xiao Yangu, who was known as the "sacred hand of change."
She didn't expose Chu Xiwei, either she thought she was not strong enough to take him down in one fell swoop, and wanted to leave first to gather people; or she knew what Chu Xiwei wanted to do and was willing to do it for a while. The door's eyes are blinded.
Either way, Chu Xiwei can't stay in the Weeping Cave for long.
Weeping Blood Cave is really not a place to relax. Once you enter it, it is like stepping into a coffin with half your foot. Everything you see and hear is full of lifelessness. Occasionally, you can hear your finger paws scratching the walls and iron railings. He thought it was a wild beast in captivity, but by glancing at the lamp on the wall, he realized that they were all human animals that were almost invisible.
The **** and decayed air sank into the nasal cavity, chest and lungs, causing anger to rise for no reason. Chu Xiwei's heart shuddered, and from the corner of her eyes she caught a glimpse of the person beside her with red eyes. It is clear that the air here is The problem is that ordinary people will sink into sanity and even go crazy if they stay here for a long time. No wonder they will follow the rule of changing guards every three hours.
The source of the air should be the ventilation holes everywhere, so the place that can be used as hands and feet... Chu Xiwei's eyes fell on the oil lamps that were scattered one by one, and his eyes gradually sink.
Along with him, a group of 28 secret visitors guarded 14 caves with human sacrifices. When Chu Xiwei and the other person left the team and turned into the corridor, the trouble was within a moment.
The person didn’t turn around, and the palm of his backhand was already slapped on the person’s chest. In an instant, his ribs were broken and inserted into his heart and lungs, but he screamed and screamed and screamed and screamed and screamed with one hand tightly in his mouth, only with a pair of horrified eyes Staring at the person in front of him, he fell silently and softly.
Chu Xiwei placed the corpse in the shadow blind spot, looked at the surrounding terrain, found the direction with the movement of the dark wind, and used light work to transform into a black shadow, appearing in the Weeping Cave.
Chu Xiwei pondered for a moment and headed towards the secret cave that Ye Fusheng said.
If you want to go there, you have to borrow from a mountain jail where people and animals are trapped. Back then, both Gu Qifang and Ye Fusheng were caught off guard. This time, Chu Xiwei was prepared. Then, facing the crazy human animal, it still feels tricky. If the human animal is silent, I am afraid that when he is surrounded, he will alarm the guards in the cave.
It's a pity that Chu Xiwei has been lazy and skating in her life, but she has never learned to retire.
The broken water knife hidden under the cloak of the large coat fluttered out. Chu Xiwei didn’t want to be injured by the animal and contracted madness, so she could only win quickly. When the nail of the last animal broke his sleeve At that time, the throat was cut by the blade.
Chu Xiwei glanced at the arm under the cuff of the sleeve. The epidermis was scratched, and three inch-long blood stains appeared. The wound was slightly black. He frowned, and a knife was applied to the wound to remove a layer. Skin and flesh, dare not to use medicine to avoid leakage of smell, just wrap it with cloth and postpone the treatment, but the wound is not deep.
After passing this level, it was the cave that Ye Fusheng said. There were no guards there because of human sacrifices, but when Chu Xiwei entered, there was no one inside, only a piece of mysterious iron chain broken to the ground. .
Chu Xiwei was taken aback. He searched the cave carefully with the light of the oil lamp on the wall, and found the secret door that had lasted for years. Dust had accumulated around it. Only a layer of dust fell on the door, and it was clear that someone was there. I walked here a while ago.
Ye Fusheng said that behind this hidden door is a platform, which is located behind Broken Soul Cliff Mountain. From there, you can escape the Lost Ridge from the dark river in the dense forest, but if there is a light and powerful person, it can also be there. The sheep intestines path under the platform came and went horizontally, avoiding the front mountain guards, and sneaking into the heart of the funeral palace.
Based on Chu Xiwei's understanding of Duan Qing, if the White-haired Daoist is really out of danger, he will definitely not rush away.
Chu Xiwei carried a knife on his back, sinking into his dantian, and his strength of both hands fell on the stone gate. He had realized the essence of "Returning to the Sea" and practiced "Jinghong Jue" since childhood. "There is a lot of accomplishment on one side. When the blue veins loomed from the arm to the forehead, the stone door had been slowly pushed open a gap enough to pass.
However, a sword pierced his eyes as soon as the door opened!
The light reflects the cold light, just as the meteor is in front of him in an instant. Chu Xiwei folded her waist and leaned back, the tip of the sword almost swept past his face, and at the same time he had pulled out the water-breaking knife, and said "It was entangled with the sword body, and the friction splashed a little bit of sparks. In the end, each shook with strength, and both retreated to stand still.
The sword puller emphasizes the purple robe, the silver mask on his face, and his hair is draped like a Shura evil spirit. He is clearly a Helian Yu who should be retired!
Chu Xiwei's heart was startled, but He Lianyu had once again brought up his sword. His swordsmanship was fast and fierce, and there was a strong wind sweeping the fallen leaves. For a time, he stabilized Chu Xiwei's head and counted. After a round, Chu Xiwei's brows wrinkled.
Although the moves are powerful, they are not suitable for swords, let alone Helianyu's swordsmanship.
He Lianyu was cut in his right palm with a sword on Wenchan Mountain. However, this person used the sword to use his left hand, and the angle of his moves was even more strange and strange.
This person is not Helianyu.
With his eyes narrowed, the water-breaking knife swept across a semicircle on the ground, and "White Rainbow" struck it diagonally from bottom to top. When the swords were confronting each other, Chu Xiwei slapped the opposite door!
"Helianyu" is inevitable, and the right hand caged in the sleeve is quickly raised, and there is a cold light, it turned out to be an iron arm!
The iron arm was so strong that it immediately collided with Chu Xiwei's palm. The two snorted at the same time, and the stone slab under their feet cracked with their feet as the center. Chu Xi's eyes were cold, and the right hand holding the sword drove the long sword to turn with strength. With a staggered step, he turned and cut straight to the connection point of the iron arm joint!
"Helianyu" had to retreat back, just between the electric light and flint, his face lightened, and Chu Xiwei swept away his mask.
That is a familiar face.
"Li Feng!"
Chu Xiwei's expression changed. The person who pretended to be He Lianyu to retreat here and deceived many ears in the Soul Burial Palace turned out to be Li Feng, then who is the person in the Azure Dragon Palace? Where is the real Helianyu?
When did they steal the show? !
However, now I can’t allow him to think about it. Li Feng was revealed by him. He immediately abandoned his sword. The long-lost Xueqing knife cut the purple sleeve and fell into his palm. Chu Xiwei saw the transparent knife on his body. A spider silk crack, like a beauty face being scratched, mutilated and pitiful.
That was the mark left by Xie Wuyi's "turn the tide" in Guyang City.
Li Feng stared at the broken water in Chu Xiwei's hand. Although he didn't say a word, his eyes were amazingly bright.
In Guyang City, he was insulting the swordsman in a big plan for the soul-burial palace. In the end, he was still defeated by Xie Wuyi. If the opponent is already at the end of the crossbow, I am afraid that Feng will not stop. It's as simple as throwing a hand.
Xie Wuyi has since become a moat in Li Feng's martial arts. Although Xie Wuyi is dead, he will always be blocked on his way to the summit. If he can't cross this hurdle, Li Feng will not advance.
He seldom laughed, but asked: "Bu Xueyao is dead?"
Xuan Su had already informed Chu Xiwei about Bu Xueyao's killing by Helianyu. Upon hearing Li Feng's question, Chu Xiwei said blankly: "Your good master has dominated a dog, and it is worthy of the Lord Li's own mouth. Just ask?"
Li Feng said: "It's really not worth it."
Chu Xiwei sneered: "Then why are you talking nonsense?"
Li Feng lowered his eyes and stopped talking.
Xue Qing raised the knife abruptly, just like the finger hooks when Xianxian's hand throws flowers and fruit, Yu Chu Xiwei turned around in front of her, firmly held the water-breaking blade, and then took advantage of the trend to approach him. throat!
Like lingering love, winning but beautiful as jade, different from Li Feng's own coldness, Xueqing knife seems to be cast into a soft bone, even when it is pressing, it is like enchanting lips and fingers, such as the most Strangulation of the afflicted lover.
Even if Chu Xiwei is not optimistic about Li Feng, he still has to admit his accomplishments in knife skills.
Chu Xiwei had never seen the battle of Qianlongxie that day, and naturally couldn't learn to thank Wuyi for turning the tide of loneliness. He held his breath, the sword swung back and swept the "horizontal wave", and then smashed the lingering knife Suddenly changed his tricks, "Thunder" broke into the gap and pointed towards Li Feng!
The light of Xueqing's knife turned suddenly, like a showgirl's stretched gown with wide sleeves flying around, the transparent blade body was three-point bright with candlelight, and it shot Chu Xiwei's eyes directly in the interlacing, and the eyes were all white for a moment, just in Chu Xiwei The moment she instinctively closed her eyes, Xueqing had already passed Xuanshui, and the blade pierced Chu Xiwei's chest.
However, if the blood is not shown, you can't make another point.
"The knife is a good knife, but you are not worthy." Chu Xi sneered slightly, "If you hadn't used Xueyao's poisonous tricks at the beginning, thanking the owner would not only cut your hand, but would kill you... now , Chu borrowed the Blade of Broken Water to ask you for this debt!"
Li Feng's lips overflowed with blood. He lowered his eyes and watched Xueqing knife break from it and fall to the ground.
Chu Xiwei’s first "cross wave" was not for the purpose of smashing the sword, but for making a false move. It was only for the later "thunder" to break the face and accurately land on the crack. When Li Feng issued this full-strength stab, Xueqing could no longer withstand his internal force.
The ancients said that "the swordsman died of the sword." Isn't it a defiant cocoon?
Chu Xiwei deliberately asked the news of He Lianyu from his mouth, so after the stab, he didn't kill him. Seeing him pressing down with a palm, he smiled sharply, and the iron arm of his right shoulder was suddenly raised, towards Chu Xiwei's The left palm hits straight away.
Fucked her brows, Chu Xiwei turned her palms into claws, clasped his wrists, twisted and pulled with skillful strength, and took off the iron arm, but when she heard the sound of mechanical pulling, she was short of poison. The arrow rushed towards him, Chu Xi slightly dodged his head, and Li Feng took advantage of this opportunity to leap back, hitting the stone gate with a palm of his left hand, and pushing it away with all his strength!
Not good!
Chu Xiwei realized that something was wrong, and was about to throw out the iron arm in his hand. However, it was too late. A black fire and thunder bomb rolled out of the hollow. The moment the iron arm was raised in the air, it Has rolled down to Chu Xiwei's feet!
With a crash, the entire Weeping Cavern was disturbed. The moment the Shimen closed, Li Feng saw the falling rocks rolling in the cave, and the water-breaking knife flew out along with the dust, with dripping blood on the handle.
He raised his voice and laughed, reaching out to catch the water-breaking knife, as if he had received a pillar from a mountain, and from then on he climbed into the sky.
Unfortunately, the water-breaking knife was inserted into the ground, and his fingers were still close to the handle of the knife.
The black long knife resembled the claws of Youye Ghost Bird. From top to bottom, it slashed Li Feng's shoulder and neck, cutting the bone into the flesh, almost cutting him in half.
The smile froze at the corner of his mouth, Li Feng raised his head in a daze, and saw Ye Fusheng stand firmly on the ground, his face white like a ghost, but his eyes were red as blood.
He finally got here, but only heard a loud noise, saw a **** knife and a laughing man.
And, a door closed again.
At this moment, the time is reversed, as if it is 13 years ago. Gu Qifang's blood-covered figure and Chu Xiwei's face alternately appeared. Ye Fusheng could hardly see anything, so much so that he was left and right. The assassins of the wall have surrounded him, the arrows hit the string, the net broke through the air, and he still took a sharp head.
However, the other knife was faster than him.
Xuanshui was pulled out of the ground by a **** hand. When Ye Fusheng cut off Li Feng's head with a "broken goose", a "swimming willow" was placed behind him, and the wind was soft. A wave of arrows swept down.
The person holding the knife grabbed his cold left hand and jumped off the platform. At that moment, the sky above his head quickly became smaller in his eyes, just like the sky light that Gu Xiao saw when he fell off the cliff.
But this time, he didn't fall into the abyss.
The man plunged a knife into the crack of the rock, stepped on the raised stone to stabilize himself, and pulled Ye Fusheng up with one hand and pressed it firmly in his arms.
Chu Xiwei was covered in dust, blood and sweat. At the moment of the explosion, he used water to break down a large rock to hold down the thunder bomb, and then dashed away with light effort, hiding in the entrance tunnel and avoiding the mighty power. The stone still hurt his shoulders, back and arms, and his forehead was cut open by a sharp stone. Blood and sweat ran across the dusty face like an embarrassed cat.
But he didn't expect that he finally pushed open the stone gate again, and saw that the people who shouldn't be here were ignorant of the surrounding attacks and only begged Li Feng for his life.
Chu Xiwei dragged Ye Fusheng up, angry and annoyed, wishing to rectify him on the spot in order to try to imitate him. Rarely cursed: "How old are you and you are not afraid of death with a newborn calf..."
Ye Fusheng, dull like a puppet, finally came back to his senses. He looked at Chu Xiwei's dirty face, it was clear that most of it was stained with blood, sweat and dust, and it was not pretty at all, but his apricot eyes stared with anger. Big, revealing cat-like agility.
The two chests were close together, and he could feel Chu Xiwei's "dongdong" beating heart under his ribs, and the one that caused him to sink into the valley was also resurrected.
He is alive.
Without waiting for Chu Xiwei to finish, Ye Fusheng suddenly raised his hand to hold the back of his head, and pressed it down.
This is a kiss with blood and fire.
Chu Xiwei tasted tears.
The rest of the words were swallowed back into her stomach, Chu Xi blinked slightly, watching Ye Fusheng's eyes are dyed red, I don't know if he was crying, he panicked suddenly, but he didn't know he was wrong. Where, I had to stumble and say: "I'm fine, you, don't cry, it's all over."
Ye Fusheng seldom cries, but the place of Weeping Blood Cave was the source of his half-life nightmare. Even if he let go of his heart knot, he could not forget the nightmare.
Until this old place reverses, someone tells him-it's all right, it's all over.
Ye Fusheng raised his head in Chu Xiwei's arms, his eyes were still red. He looked up at the top of his head, and the horizontal tree covered the top, only the sky was leaking from the cracks in the leaves.
Count the hours, it's dawn.
After years of nightmares, it's time to wake up.
Ye Fusheng hugged Chu Xiwei, just like holding a treasure in this life that has exceeded his life. Even in this place where the world is not on the ground, the hand that held his waist is still steady and strong, how much blood is it? The strength that can't be tempered by the fire will eventually become a beam for the tired bird to return to its nest after tossing around the world.
Your whisper is a thunder in my fascinating dream, and a Buddhist scripture sung in Sanskrit, over the years of wind and frost.