Hua Wanzhao picked up a sword and concentrated on guarding it.
"Master Nephew Ning, clear the way in the direction of Wentian Palace."
Mu Linxiao and Ning Chenhao disappeared from where they were.
One of them has the dual spiritual roots of gold and fire, and the other has the thunder spiritual root. When they hit a demon with one sword, they release fire and thunder skills at the same time. Killing those unformed demons is like chopping vegetables under their hands.
"Wen Jingfeng, I remember you are Huo Linggen, right?" Hua Wanzhao said.
"That's right."
"Wait a minute, I'll be responsible for injuring them, and you'll be responsible for setting the fire. Do you understand what I mean?"
Wen Jingfeng was puzzled: "Yes, I understand..."
"I am Shui Linggen."
A simple explanation, you can understand it instantly after hearing Jingfeng.
Mu Linxiao and Ning Chenhao opened the way in front, while Hua Wanzhao and Wen Jingfeng cleared the trapped fish behind. The five of them were getting closer and closer to the gate of Wentian Palace.
With a bang, a long black knife fell from the sky and was nailed into the bluestone brick in front of Ning Chenhao.
"what is that……"
The ground beneath my feet shook slightly, and a demonic figure from behind came towards me.
Not only was he taller than the previous demons, but his armor was also more complex. As soon as he appeared, all the previous demons, whether they were still unformed or already formed and ready to attack, were kneeling at a distance.
It seems that this tall demon seems to be of a higher level.
That also means it's harder to deal with.
A fierce look flashed in Mu Linxiao's eyes, and he raised his sword and struck at the demon.
The demon looked big in size, but his speed was not slow. He got out of the way immediately, and at the same time, his hands flashed a pair of sharp claws.
After reacting, Ning Chenhao was about to join in, but Mu Lin laughed and shouted: "Go back!"
I don't know if it was because of Mu Linxiao's remaining power as his master in the previous life, or because of something else. Ning Chenhao was startled for a moment, and stood guard beside Hua Wanzhao with his sword in hand.
The front of the hall was filled with the aftermath of Mu Linxiao's fight with the devil. Hua Wanzhao couldn't even see the figures of the two of them clearly, and could only hear the sound of metal clashing in the air.
Wen Jingfeng swallowed: "You sword cultivators...are you fighting so hard?"
Hua Wanzhao asked the old god: "Otherwise? Why do you think swordsmanship has become the ceiling of combat power in the world of cultivation?"
Feng Buxue remained silent.
The battle between Mu Linxiao and the devil became intense.
He escaped the demon's move of the black tiger, but was scratched through the left shoulder by the demon's right claw. When the demon's claw was pulled out, it brought out a lot of blood, and even the bones could be seen through the wound.
The demon didn't take advantage either, so Mu Lin laughed and cut off the demon's left arm.
Hua Wanzhao's face turned pale: "Mu Linxiao..."
Upon seeing this, Ning Chenhao said softly: "Uncle Yushi often travels to various secret realms and dangerous places. Fighting at this level is nothing to him."
However, this kind of bloody scene was only one of the reasons that frightened Hua Wanzhao. What was more, it was the ferocity of Mu Linxiao's outburst that scared her.
This was the first time that Mu Linxiao gave him such a cruel and decisive feeling.
The battle continues.
Mu Linxiao's sword kept making sharp sword sounds, and every time he swung the sword, it would leave a scar on the demon's armor.
The demon let out a strange "Jie Jie" laugh and spewed out a mouthful of black mist. Mu Linxiao ducked and pierced the demon with a backhand sword.
Unexpectedly, Mo used his intact right claw to grab the sword that came out of his chest, and bent it hard, making Mu Linxiao unable to pull out the sword.
"Mu Linxiao!" Hua Wanzhao immediately threw the sword in her hand to him.
The next second, Mu Linxiao finally used a sword inserted in the demon's chest to release the golden technique.
The dazzling golden light turned into countless sword energy raging inside the demon's body. Mu Linxiao caught Hua Wanzhao's sword with his left hand and chopped off his head with one sword when the demon fell in pain.
"Master Nephew Ning, I leave it to you."
Ning Chenhao was unequivocal and used a thunder technique to blow the demon's body into ashes.
Mu Linxiao picked a sword from the square and returned Hua Wanzhao's sword to her.
"This should be a demon close to a real demon. Those black mist-shaped ones may be the lowest level of demons." After taking a piece of healing ammunition, Mu Lin said with a smile, "This temple is very dangerous, be careful."
This was the first time Hua Wanzhao saw such a solemn expression on Mu Lin's smiling face.
Feng Bumei said: "Since it is certain that this is the former site of the Raging Sea and Setting Sun, then the legendary Sword Master's inheritance is probably true."
"Let's go in and take a look."
Mu Linxiao took the lead and opened the door of Wentian Palace.
With a "squeak" sound, the door that hadn't been touched for an unknown period of time slowly opened.
To the surprise of the five people, the furnishings in the house were as spotless as if they had just been cleaned, as if time had never stopped in the Wentian Palace.
But in the square outside, the corpses of both immortal disciples and demons were turned into white bones. Unless the weapons were made from special materials, most of them were rusty.
What exactly happened in the final battle of Raging Sea and Setting Sun?
"This is Wuwutian Xuanmu," Mu Linxiao gently rubbed the pillars in the hall, "Even if it was thousands of years ago, it was a very precious material. I didn't expect that the entire hall was built with Wuwutian Xuanmu. Here.
The situation is a bit weird, don’t touch these things, they may have some special purpose.”
Several people nodded.
Ning Chenhao's eyes were always fixed on the sword inserted under the jade steps in front of the high seat in the hall.
Wen Jingfeng also noticed the sword with a strong presence: "Hey, is this the legendary Nine Heavens Divine Sword of the Sword Master?"
"The scabbard is made of the skin of a very high-grade spiritual animal. There is an aquamarine embedded in the hilt of the sword. It should be it." Feng Bumei said.
As if sensing Ning Chenhao's gaze, the sword also made a "buzzing" sound.
"this……"
Mu Linxiao looked at Ning Chenhao, who was walking into the sword step by step, with deep eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Ning..."
Wen Jingfeng also noticed Ning Chenhao's actions and wanted to stop him.
But Ning Chenhao moved faster. He grabbed Jiuxiao and pulled it out.
Suddenly, the entire hall shook.
Several people immediately became alert.
But there was no movement for a long time.
Wen Jingfeng and Feng Bumei breathed a sigh of relief.
Look at Hua Wanzhao and Mu Linxiao again, their expressions unchanged, while Ning Chenhao, the initiator, has a puzzled look on his face, as if Wen Jingfeng and Feng Bumei are making a fuss out of a molehill.
Ning Chenhao remembered that nothing happened when he drew his sword in the last life, so this time he was not as cautious as last time.
However, the moment he held Jiuxiao's hand, Ning Chenhao felt Jiuxiao's excitement.
Jiuxiao remembers him!
This made Ning Chenhao feel surprised and a little shuddered at the same time.
If Jiuxiao is like this, could his rebirth be someone's trick?
Ning Chenhao's eyes fell on Hua Wanzhao.
"What's wrong?" Hua Wanzhao was confused.
She had read the original work and naturally knew that Ning Chenhao could successfully obtain the Sword Master's sword.
Ning Chenhao: "...Little Master, do you want this sword?"
Hua Wanzhao refused immediately without even thinking about it: "Not interested."
Wen Jingfeng and Feng Bumei both choked up: Aren't you a sword cultivator? This is the sword of the Sword Master, aren't you tempted?
As if she knew what the two men were thinking, Hua Wanzhao said: "I use an epee, and this long sword is not suitable for me."
Neither of them would have expected that Hua Wanzhao would use such an excuse to refuse, and judging from the battle with the demon outside the palace just now, Hua Wanzhao was also very good at using the long sword.
After finally calming down, Wen Jingfeng said: "Except for Jiuxiao and Wuwangtian Xuanmu, there is nothing special here."
"Since those demons dare not approach here, there must be other mysteries in this hall."
Feng Bumei said, but obviously even though he thought so, he couldn't find anything special.
"Do you feel..."
Hua Wanzhao was a little unsure in her words.
Mu Lin smiled: "What did the young master discover?"
"I'm just guessing, if the arrangement of certain items in this hall is combined with certain items outside the hall, will it form a certain formation?"