The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 7: Then all die

　　Looking at these two weird people with gray cloth covering their faces, the middle-aged man had a slight expression on his face.

　　 He found that the taller one was an ordinary person. The state of the woman who had spoken before was a little bit uncertain, but where can she get so young to hear her voice?

　　"They are just rats who dare not show their faces."

　　 A Sandu disciple said: "This morning the city guards the warning, I'm afraid you are the one to be arrested."

　　 The middle-aged man looked at the reaction of Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue, and became more and more certain that this speculation was correct. He couldn't help but feel slightly relaxed, and then he became murderous.

　　In a place like Chaonan City, even ascetics are not good at killing people at will, but if the people who are killed are not visible, who cares?

　　The middle-aged man gave up the idea of ​​taking medicine and looked at Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue with a smile and said, "Your biggest mistake is that you should give the medicine to the two monks in Baoshu Curie."

　　 Then he seriously instructed the disciples: "Kill them, and be careful not to break the medicine."

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　　 Several flying swords broke through the air and flew towards the end of the narrow alley, pointing directly at Zhao Layue.

　　 When those flying swords came in front of her, several afterimages suddenly appeared, as if they were blooming. It was difficult to tell which sword was the real one.

　　 This is the Sanhua Sword Art of the Sandu Sect. It is known for its weirdness. If ordinary ascetics are not prepared, they will often hit the sword when they face each other.

　　 Zhao Layue waved her hand, Firth sword came out, flying around her body at high speed, could not see the sword body at all, only a red line could be seen.

　　 A few crisp sounds, those flying swords directly turned into fragments, and fell on the ground, making a crisp clinking sound.

　　The Sandu disciple Feijian was destroyed, the sword's heart was severely damaged, where it could be supported, blood spurted from his mouth, and he fell down like this.

　　Fusijian hovered quietly in front of Zhao Layue.

　　 She didn't even think about distinguishing which sword shadow is the real one, so she just chopped it all off.

　　 The middle-aged man felt the breath of the red flying sword, his face pale and shocked.

　　 This kind of coercion has never been felt even on the flying sword of the head!

　　 Is this a legendary soldier? Who is the other party?

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　　 Zhao Layue glanced at Jing Jiu.

　　 At this time, they are less than ten feet away from the Sandu faction.

　　 In this distance, the realm of Chengyi can also attack the opponent with the sword.

　　 Jing Jiu said: "I haven't killed anyone in many years."

　　 Zhao Layue said: "What were you doing when we first met?"

　　 Jing Jiu knew that this was naturally not the time he jumped in front of her, but the later time.

　　 At that time, he had just cut off Zuo Yi's head from Bihu Peak.

　　 During their brief conversation, the middle-aged man of the Sandu faction finally came to his senses, summoned Feijian and prepared to escape with the sword.

　　 After confirming that Jing Jiu didn't intend to draw a sword, Zhao Layue shook her head and pointed her right hand into the air.

　　Fusi sword broke through the air.

　　 A bright red sword light illuminates the green trees on the side of the alley.

　　 The middle-aged man fell from the sky, fell heavily into the alley, separated his body and splashed a large pool of blood.

　　 The bright red sword light turned back again, like lightning, and came to Zhao Layue.

There was a small number of chucks in the alley. Those Sandupai disciples who were bleeding in pain, could no longer feel any pain, because their heads also fell from their bodies.

　　 Zhao Layue walked to the corpses, scanned them with sword knowledge, and then squatted down to search for something from those corpses.

　　 Looking at this scene, Jing Jiu admired it very much, and felt that the little girl was much better than he was back then.

　　 Sword Fire left Firth Sword and landed on the mutilated corpses, instantly burning those corpses to ashes.

　　Jing Jiu suddenly wanted to know what the fellows in Qingshan who regarded Zhao Layue as fairies would think if they saw this scene.

　　 Zhao Layue seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "What other people think has nothing to do with me."

　　 Jing Jiu did not continue on this topic, but instead said: "Sword fire can't completely eliminate the traces."

　　The ashes that the corpses turned into still exist, and there are many ways in the spiritual world to find clues, such as the blood stains on the wall. Some schools are good at connecting the two worlds, and they can even infer directly from these traces afterwards. In the initial scene, Shuiyue'an was very good at this.

　　 Zhao Layue said: "I don't think about destroying the corpses. I just think about so many dead people in the alley. What if I scare the children passing by?"

　　 kills without blinking, can be called cold, not forgetting these details, shows that she really loves the world?

　　 Jing Jiu thought this was really similar to the senior brother back then, and subconsciously asked, "What famous hot pot restaurant is there in Chaonan City?"

　　 Speaking of hot pot, the most famous restaurants are naturally in Yizhou.

　　 There are also hot pots in the north. The taste is completely opposite to the spicy style of Yizhou. They are often seasoned with sesame sauce, such as Xilaiju in Chaoge City.

　　 But for the residents of Chaonancheng, the best hot pot restaurant is of course Hongmaozhai.

　　 Hongmaozhai’s style is northerly, and there is no freshly fried crispy meat. Zhao Layue is a little unhappy, so she ordered Qipan, his favorite fresh-cut mutton when he was a child.

　　Jingjiu still only cooked a few slices of green vegetables to eat. The white soup here is all in line with his preference.

　　 Not far from Hongmao Zhai, in a remote street, there is a very inconspicuous earth temple.

　　 Two medical monks from Guocheng Temple have lived here for a long time~IndoMTL.com~ The old monk was staring at a box in his hand in a daze.

　　 There is no need to open the box, just by the taste, he knows that it contains the calming borneol he most urgently needs now.

　　The young monk thought about the sword light that sent the medicine box into the temple just now, and shuddered, and said, "Uncle, do you want to notify the government?"

　　 The old monk shook his head and said, "I am a fellow."

　　The young monk was slightly startled when he heard the words, and after a while, he woke up, a little uncertain and asked, "Are you a fellow of the Qingshan Sect?"

　　 The old monk nodded.

　　The young monk thought about what had happened in Baoshu Curie. It’s no wonder that the people in the room on the seventh floor could easily take out a Xuancao Pill, and said happily: "Chaonan City is so close to the green hills, that The Sandu faction actually dares to be so arrogant, it really does not live or die."

　　The old monk judged who the medicine was given from the sword light. He couldn't help but shook his head after listening to the words of his nephew.

　　 "I don't know how Liu Shisui is now."

　　The young monk thought about the scene of fighting alongside the disciples of the Qingshan Sect in the muddy water the other day, and said with emotion: "Although he is young, he deserves to be a natural Dao kind, much stronger than me, and he faces the other side. It’s really admirable to be so calm when you are a monster."

　　The old monk said calmly: "Calmness often comes from courage. Daoist Qingshan has never lacked this."

　　The young monk was a little worried and said, "Why did he faint in the end? I checked for a long time and I didn't find out where his injuries came from."

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the temple.

　　 The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in official uniform walked in. Behind him, more than ten sergeants separated the crowd watching the lively.