Time passed slowly, and before I knew it, nine days had passed.

Counting the time, Ye Wuzong and Ye Zhong had spent twelve full days in Yunshan.

There are only two days left before the deadline for the Blood Soul Heavenly Punishment.

Under the guidance of Ye Wujiang, Ye Zhong hunted monsters and beasts, and repeatedly honed his martial arts, with remarkable results. He completely laid the foundation of the first level of the Martial Spirit Realm, his soul power became more abundant, and even his combat experience was far better than before. Disciples of the law enforcement team must make faster progress when performing tasks!

On the other hand, Ye Wuxing had always been calm and basically left all the hunting of monsters to Ye Zhong.

After all, the Dantian Pond where the Nine Nether God-Slaying Sword Soul is located is too vast. It is obviously impossible to break through and hunt ordinary monsters.

So Ye Wujiang placed his last hope on the sword monument on the top of Yunshan Mountain. He needed to summon the sword spirit, open up the ten sword veins in his body, and break through to the martial spirit realm in one fell swoop!

Yunshan is huge, stretching for hundreds of miles, with many monsters and warriors!

But it didn't take Ye Wuzong and the two of them too long to reach the foot of Jianku Peak.

At this time, the four forbidden areas have been conquered, so more warriors gathered in front of Jianku Mountain, and everyone climbed the mountain together to snatch the inscriptions on the top of the mountain.

Ye Wujie and Ye Zhong were now in front of a deserted mountain road. There was an upward staircase leading to the top of the mountain. The higher they looked, the darker and darker they became, and the scenery was invisible!

Ye Chong looked up the stairs and felt that this was a road of no return. He swallowed his saliva and said in fear: "Nephew Ye, this is the shady side of Jianku Mountain, that is, the back of the mountain. What are we doing here? ?”

At this time, shouldn't they join up with the warriors and climb the mountain together from the front?

Ye Wuzong responded calmly: "There are too many warriors. In order to avoid unnecessary fighting, we have to find another way..."

"But, if you go up from the back of the mountain, can you find the inscription? I can feel that the inscription is very important to you!" Ye Chong was a little worried.

"It is very important." Ye Wuzong raised his head and looked at Jianku Peak with his eyes, and said calmly: "But the more important it is, the more careful we have to be. We have been staying near here for more than seven days, and I noticed that the inscription has already been To prevent others from reaching the top first, we must find a faster way to the top."

"But I heard that there are a lot of monsters in the back mountains, and it's easy to get lost!" Ye Chong was still worried.

Ye Wuzong glanced at him: "You really want to climb the mountain from the front? It's okay, but the premise is that you can hit a hundred people by yourself."

Ye Chong's expression froze, then he chuckled and said, "Then let's go up the back mountain, nephew Ye, I trust your judgment!"

Ye Wuzong was silent, and took a step forward. There was a chill in the dense forest, and all the fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up. Suddenly, Ye Wuzong's eyes passed by a streak of blood, and a curtain of blood spread out in a circle, It enveloped the entire Sword Cave Peak!

"Although my current level is not enough, I can only see clearly the scene within five miles, but using the Eye of Sword Intention, I may be able to detect more things."

Ye Wuzong thought to himself. He looked wary at this moment. Just as he said, the word "Sword Cave" in the Yunshan Sword Cave means that the treasures in the Sword Cave are the most tempting.

Just a pond of ice and fire dragons can attract so many desperadoes. At this time, those gathered in front of Sword Cave Peak are probably all ghosts and snake gods!

However, others don't know that the inscription actually contains multiple sword intentions. How much they can appreciate and what they can get all depends on their talent!

Ye Zhong clearly felt that the air around him was much colder, and he could clearly see that there were blood lines intertwining in the mid-air, like huge spider webs, as if they were trying to wrap around the entire Sword Cave Peak.

He knew that this was Ye Daye's nephew's method again, and he was even more horrified. At this moment, a thought suddenly appeared in his heart... This trip was a difficult one. After more than ten days, when the two returned to Cangzhou City, the Shen family,

Maybe you will understand what true eternal damnation means!

"Almost." Ye Wujiang withdrew his gaze, rubbed his temples, and said: "In front of the Sword Cave Peak, there are about hundreds of warriors, not many in the martial spirit realm, but not many. I feel the breath of that girl, she

His entourage is also here."

Ye Zhong breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Wujiang's words showed that there was no accident after Miss Bai left that night.

"Is there any master?" Ye Zhong suddenly asked.

Ye Wujiang nodded: "Yes, he is not weak, and... he has already reached the top of the mountain..."

Ye Chong asked again: "Can you feel who it is?"

Ye Wujiang's eyes turned cold and he said: "It was the person who planned to attack us at the Blood Falls that day..."

Isn't that the Ninth Princess Yanyu? There is also such an axe-wielding man wearing white mink fur...

Miss Bai... is in danger!

Ye Zhong directly pulled out the giant sword behind him, and a breath of ice flames swirled around him, and he stepped up the mountain...

Suddenly, his steps stopped, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of him, cutting him off. Ye Zhong roared wildly, and slashed down with his giant sword, and the ice flame aura also burst out with a violent impact!

boom--!

Ye Chong was thrown back with his sword.

Ye Wujie's eyes lit up: "Sure enough, the reason why there is no one in the back mountain is because there are mountain formations... This kind of formation is of a very high level... Could it be the master of the sword?"

Ye Zhong got up and was about to complain, but he saw Ye Wuxing drew his sword and rushed away into a blood shadow. The sword hit somewhere in the void. Suddenly, a shattering sound came out, and the isolation barrier collapsed.

Ye Wuxing started climbing!

Ye Chong was no longer surprised. He rubbed his butt and chased after him. He bared his teeth and said, "Nephew Ye, wait for me!"

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In front of the Sword Cave Peak, the stairs go up and there are dense forests on both sides.

Hundreds of warriors had already started to climb the mountain in great force. However, before they reached the halfway point of the mountain, the sounds of fighting could be heard in the forest one after another!

There were flashes of swords and shadows, blood filled the air, fierce killings everywhere, and powerful waves of true energy erupted in the forest!

Almost no one is immune!

However, in this chaotic battle, only three people were calm and calm all the way up.

It was Bai Zhiyao, Mr. Yuan in blue, and Bai Junmo in black.

The warriors who dared to get close to the three of them met a tragic end. Without exception, they were knocked away by Yuan Lao's palm, and some were directly shattered.

He is a strong man at the fourth level of the Martial Spirit Realm. His guardian spirit has not been released, and his soul power has been suppressed, but he has been able to stay safe all the way.

Bai Zhiyao's eyes couldn't bear to see the scenes of brutal killings in the forest.

"Miss, let's go quickly, Mr. Wenjun is still waiting for us above." Mr. Yuan opened the way for her and looked at her with a look of doting on his face.

Bai Zhiyao took a deep breath, nodded, and quickened her pace. She was dressed in white, spotless, and seemed incompatible with the bloody scenes around her.

Is this the darkness in his mouth... Bai Zhiyao's mind pictured the guy standing with a sword on the lakeshore with an indifferent face.

Mr. Yuan glanced at her and smiled lightly: "Don't worry, Miss, no one can hurt you. Look at the people around you, they are ugly and dirty, but they deserve to be like this. They and Miss have never been in the same world."

, even as long as the young lady opens her mouth, she can control their destiny!"

"Master Wenjun knows that the young lady loves swords, and has already given instructions. From the very beginning, the inheritance at the top of the Sword Cave belongs to you two, and no one can take it away." Mr. Yuan had a contemptuous smile on his face.

But the two of them didn't notice that behind them, Bai Junmo was walking all the way, the haze in his eyes becoming more and more intense. At his feet was a seriously injured female warrior who fell to the ground, begging him to save her life.

Bai Junmo's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he crushed the woman's head with his foot.

We walked all the way and arrived at the top of Jianku Peak at noon.

There were only a few dozen warriors left on the top of the mountain, and most of the others died on the way here.

But at this time, these warriors did not dare to act rashly, and their vigilant eyes were focused on a cliff pavilion on the top of the mountain.

The cliff pavilion is dilapidated. In front of a wooden door with peeling paint, there is the word "Sword Stele" engraved on it.

But around Yage, there were sharp sword intents swimming rapidly.

"Young Master Wenjun." Taking a step forward, Mr. Yuan clasped his fists with his eyes blazing. In the eyes of the old man, most of the heroes of the Dayan Dynasty were trash, but the son of the Marquis of Beifu was the only one among thousands of people with extraordinary talents.

In the cliff pavilion, a man's voice as gentle as jade suddenly came out: "Zhiyao, is that you?"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Bai Zhiyao's mouth. It was so beautiful that she remembered the handsome man who was her childhood sweetheart and had always treated her like a close relative. She didn't know what he had become after more than a year. She took a step forward and said

: "Brother Wenjun, Zhiyao is here..."

The door of the cliff pavilion suddenly opened, and a man as handsome as jade appeared. He was extremely extraordinary. He had an unparalleled appearance and was wearing a dark white gown. His eyes were full of tenderness when he looked at Bai Zhiyao.

"A master of the martial arts realm..." The other warriors were startled and couldn't help but step back.

This person's appearance is extraordinary, and he looks like a rare person at first glance. How could such a person appear in Yunshan Sword Cave?

But everyone soon realized that he was here for the woman in white.

There were also many beautiful female warriors around. He looked at Yue Wenjun and then at the woman in white, feeling jealous in his heart.

Mr. Yuan praised: "I haven't seen you for a year. Young Master Wenjun's strength has improved a lot... He is worthy of being the son of Beifu Hou..." Such a proud son of heaven is the descendant of the True Dragon. Compared with these wastes in Cangzhou, they are like fireflies.

Fire and bright moon competing for glory are not worth mentioning!

"How can I reach such a person..." Bai Junmo, who was standing behind him without saying a word, his eyes filled with inferiority.

Yue Wenjun didn't care about everyone's envious looks. He only cared about Bai Zhiyao. His starry eyes were as tender as water: "Zhiyuan, you are finally here. You should be safe along the way!"

Bai Zhiyao smiled and shook his head, saying: "With Brother Wenjun clearing the way for Yao, no one can hurt me in Yunshan Sword Cave!"

Yue Wenjun was satisfied and said: "Have you ever obtained the seven-color mysterious lotus from the Qixuan Jedi?"

"Most of the powerful monsters in the Seven Mysterious Demons were repelled by Brother Wenjun's subordinates, and Zhiyao took advantage of them." Bai Zhiyao's eyes were filled with gratitude.

As he said that, Bai Zhiyao took out something from his arms. It was colorful and covered with a delicate little lotus. It was the colorful Xuanlian. This lotus was born every thirty years. Even for a proud man like Yue Wenjun,

Very helpful.

Bai Zhiyao smiled sweetly and said: "Brother Wenjun is kind to Zhiyao, and I don't know what my sister can do for you. I carved the Bai Family Xuan pattern on this lotus as a token of Zhiyao's kindness..."

"You want to give it back to me..." Hearing this, a hint of complexity passed through Yue Wenjun's eyes.
To be continued...