Chapter 26 The Death of the Young Master (III)
There was a lot of snow in the world, and the cold wind roared, and two figures of one person and one fox slowly disappeared into the darkness at the foot of the mountain.
"Ahhh!" Not far from the bottom of the mountain, the little snow fox suddenly bit Lin Junxuan's trouser legs and prevented him from moving forward.
"What's wrong?" Lin Junxuan squatted down and touched the snow fox's head. He saw the little snow fox keep looking ahead, with a look of worry in his eyes.
"Who are you lying in front of someone?" Lin Junxuan said thoughtfully.
As soon as the voice fell, a sound of hiding came from behind a dark wood in front of him. Then a beautiful boy wearing a fur suit, holding a folding fan in his hand, walked out with a smile, glared at the snow fox, and heard the beautiful boy say, "Little livestock, did you expect your nose to be quite sharp? You actually noticed it." Although he had a smile on his face, Lin Junxuan clearly saw a naked murderous intent from that smile.
"Han Feng!" Lin Junxuan said coldly. He recognized the identity of this beautiful boy. It was at the foot of Ailao Mountain that he tried to kill his disciples of the evil Wanhua Sect.
Han Feng showed a look of surprise on his face, and looked at Lin Junxuan with a look of a hunter staring at his prey and said, "Do you know me?"
Lin Junxuan did not answer this question and glanced at him indifferently: "Do you want these four swords? Okay, give it to you!" In Han Feng's extremely surprised gaze, Lin Junxuan grabbed the "Juexian Sword" behind him and threw it over without thinking.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment. He was originally going to say this, but Lin Junxuan came out in advance.
"Yes, you are quite smart and tactful. I originally wanted to play first and then kill you, but now..." Han Feng said with a smile, and subconsciously reached out to grab the "Juexian Sword".
Lin Junxuan stared at him coldly, and Han Feng's reaction was exactly as he expected.
"...Now, seeing that you are so sensible, maybe I will let you go..." Before he finished speaking, Han Feng's voice stopped abruptly. Just as he grabbed the scabbard with both hands, devastating sword energy burst out from the "Juexian Sword" and swept across Han Feng's body one by one. His hands holding the sword became riddled with holes in an instant.
"Ying!——" Almost at the same time, a sword light broke out from Lin Junxuan's hand and fell down with the force of thunder. Han Feng opened his eyes wide in horror. Without even a humming sound, he was cut into two by the "Zhu Xian Sword", opened his eyes wide, and fell to the ground.
Lin Junxuan walked over with a distant expression, picked up the "Juexian Sword", hung it behind her back, and glanced at Han Feng's body coldly: "Don't blame others, I can only blame you for not having this blessing!"
After crossing Han Feng's corpse, Lin Junxuan continued to move forward. Behind him, the snow fox looked at the corpse on the ground, then looked at Lin Junxuan, with a look of worry in his eyes. It could feel that after Master Jian died, Lin Junxuan suddenly changed a lot and became much colder...
"Ahhh!" With a low voice, the little snow fox jumped over Han Feng's body and Lin Junxuan chased after him.
... On Ailao Mountain, the number of monks from various sects has decreased a lot. The world of the thousand-year-old black lotus has settled. Most of the people have left, leaving only some scattered masters of good and evil, who are still unable to go and fight in the void.
It was dark, and Lin Junxuan appeared on Ailao Mountain with the snow fox, and not many people paid attention to him. After glanced at the surrounding Ailao Mountain, Lin Junxuan was still moving forward. Suddenly, a sound of shouting came from his ears. Lin Junxuan's ears moved: "It's Master Songhe!" On his back, Zhuxian's four swords, Lin Junxuan quickly ran towards the direction where Songhe's voice came.
In the air of Ailao Mountain, Songhe was panting heavily. On this cold snowy night, all the heat exhaled turned into white mist. After returning to Ailao Mountain, Songhe was looking for Lin Junxuan's traces. Later, somehow, he was targeted by the people of Wanhua Sect. Songhe just relied on his extraordinary combat experience and tried his best to deal with the three!
"Songhe, do you still want to escape? Hehe!" Senior brother Wanhua Sect stood with his arms in his arms, looking at Songhe jokingly.
"Hehe, the Taoist sect is an authentic disciple of the Song generation, and he has a very high generation. If I kill you, I will be very sad, "I think it's so sad that I can cover the sky with my palms in the distance!" Another disciple of Wanhua Sect who turned into a beautiful young man.
"Hahaha..." Three disciples of Wanhua Sect laughed. The three of them were playing with Songhe with a prey mentality. The Wanhua Sect's "Heaven and Earth Wanhua Sutra" was very domineering. It would not take long to absorb the "element" of Masters like Songhe, and they were not afraid of him escaping away.
"Is that true?" A young man's voice suddenly came from the darkness below, and a bone-broken coldness revealed in his voice: "I wonder if the head of Wanhua Sect will be happy that he will lack two scum disciples if I kill you!"
"Who!" The three of them were furious and looked back together. As soon as the beautiful boy on the left turned around, they saw a very thin sword energy piercing the darkness. The sword pierced through the throat, pierced through the throat, and broke out from the head. The disciple of Wanhua Sect had no time to scream, and fell down like a wooden stake. Half of it fell, it was already a lifeless corpse. The sword completely destroyed his vitality.
Looking at the young man with long black hair on the ground and cold eyes, the sky, the two disciples of Wanhua Sect were all hiding their souls, and without thinking, they fled to both sides. The power of the sword was too terrifying and almost everything was pushed. The two thought to themselves that even if they could not stop the sword, they could only escape.
Without thinking, another sword light burst out. A hundred feet away, the body of another disciple of Wanhua Sect fell straight from the air...
"Junior brother, ah!" A sad and angry roar came from afar: "If you don't avenge, you will never be a human being..., boy, remember my name, Han Liming..., I will look for you..."
Chapter completed!