There was a thick darkness all around, like ink, soaking the entire jungle in it.
On the path in the forest, there was a sound of footsteps, thin and dense. There were probably hundreds of people walking along the way. Apart from the footsteps, this team of hundreds of people made no sound, and there was no sound.
Light any light and move forward quickly like a long snake in the darkness.
The leader looked back and saw a few lights in the distant sky, which was the direction of Xiqu City.
Suddenly there was a sound like a nightingale in the team. After hearing the news, the whole team turned to the left in order.
This team stepped into the darkness, listening to the command of the nightingale's voice, turning left and right, and kept advancing towards the east. Soon they were getting further and further away from Xiqu City, and the dim lights in the city could no longer be seen.
The only sounds in the surrounding fields were the chirping of insects and birds, and occasionally one or two high-pitched beast roars could be heard from the north, tearing through the night sky and sounding as ferocious as blood-stained wounds.
The leader still did not relax at all, staring closely at the surrounding wilderness, as if he could see something from the irreversible darkness.
Suddenly there was a nightingale cry from his mouth, and the entire team stopped in an instant, and all footsteps disappeared immediately. Except for breathing and heartbeat, the surroundings were filled with the sounds of the night.
There was a sound of wind, a very unnatural sound, coming from behind.
There are mood swings.
The leader's brows instantly tightened and he stared at the direction he was coming from.
An infinite light suddenly lit up in the sky, like the sun hanging high in the sky, illuminating the entire jungle as if it were daytime. The team of several hundred people immediately had no way to hide, and were all exposed under the light. It was the Jade Armor Realm cultivator.
of people, and the person leading the group is clearly the group leader Gu Dagger.
The infinite light also illuminated four figures standing on the treetops, two men and two women, an old man with a hooked nose, and a young man with a smile on his face. They were none other than Venerable Dajue and Chi Mo. The other two
But the women all wore gauze covering their faces.
The four of them watched coldly as the team below formed a formation quickly without stopping them. After the team below settled down a little, one of the masked women said: "Captain Gu, are you just leaving like this?" There was a middle-aged woman's tone in her voice.
The unique texture and taste.
Gu Dian stared at the other party closely and said: "The water in Xiqu City is too deep, and Gu can't afford to go there." He recognized the middle-aged woman's identity at a glance, but he didn't dare to point it out.
The middle-aged woman said: "I remember that at the enlarged meeting of the Youth League, Captain Gu swore that he would advance and retreat together with the League. This is somewhat unethical."
Xiqu City has been messed up like this, and Gu Dian is well aware of the dangers involved. Judging from the embarrassing position of the fourth in Xiqu City of Bijiazhuang, if he participates in it, he will probably be sacrificed by the three major forces as cannon fodder.
The clan was so powerful that they didn't want to touch the ancient dagger, so they left the city overnight with their trusted followers.
He looked at the four people standing on the branches and said: "All the colleagues in Tuanlian are excellent, but not many of them are as troublesome as Gu."
The middle-aged woman said: "If you stay in the city honestly, we will treat you as if you don't exist. It's a pity that you have to leave the city. Are you in a hurry to betray the Tuanlian to Wen Cangyuan?"
Gu Dian indeed has this plan. Regarding Heng Ruyi, none of the realm cultivators in Xiqu City can escape suspicion, and among them, the top four realm cultivators in Xiqu City are the most suspect. Gu Dagger wants to surrender to Wen Cangyuan as soon as possible.
So that you can express your attitude and try not to be implicated in it.
Now that the plan was discovered, it naturally didn't work. Gu Dian had to express his attitude to the people who came, saying: "Gu takes these people and just wants to go as far as possible. We will not have anything to do with Xiqu City."
Any form of interference. After staying away this time, I will find a place to live in seclusion and not care about foreign affairs."
"Empty words." Chi Mo sneered and clapped the domineering sword in his hand, "I still believe in Cang Xue in my hand."
Gu Dian's expression changed, and he said coldly: "These people around Gu are not soft persimmons that can be manipulated at will. Why do they have to fight to the death?"
"You're just a fourth in a small Xiqu City, and you really think you're someone?" Chi Mo's figure suddenly fell, falling from the treetops like a boulder. During the landing, a dragon whirled.
The form has been woven, and the whole person is like a strong wind blowing through the desert, carrying the scattered branches and leaves flying in the sky, and sweeping towards the team of jade-armored horses.
Everyone in Bijiali quickly weaved artistic conception attacks, but the whirlwind seemed to have magic power, drawing all the artistic conceptions into it, and then threw them out again. Only a few of the realm-breaking spells fell on him, and they were also caught by him.
The solidified protective artistic conception was dissipated.
Gu Dian looked at the tornado-like shadow with fear in his heart. What this man weaved seemed to be a common big whirlwind, but it was as overbearing as a passing typhoon, and even the artistic conception could be twisted away. This was by no means a simple artistic conception.
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The middle-aged woman said to the Venerable Dajue: "Chimo, who is both a dragon, a whirlpool, and a god, seems to be the result of the Venerable's teachings."
"It's so-so, the momentum is enough, but it's not delicate enough." Venerable Dajue said sincerely. At Chi Mo's age, he was very satisfied to be able to play at such a level. If he really wants to play so sophisticated and delicate, there is no way
It won't take a few years of hard work.
The whirlwind had already swept into the team of Jade Armored Horses, and rolled up several members into a bloody mess with severed limbs flying around. In an instant, three to five people were killed. However, no screams were heard in the forest.
All the members of the Jade Armored Team seemed to be mute, and at most they just grunted, and scattered like fish, and began to weave their artistic conceptions one after another.
Zhuang Da's eyes were cracked, he held up a long crescent-shaped knife, and the artistic conception of a raging sea was blessing him. His whole person transformed into a raging sea, rushing towards the whirlwind, and continuously slapped on the whirlwind.
Above, the water takes advantage of the wind and becomes as powerful as a waterfall hitting the rocks.
This angry sea chao was created by our ancestors who were hunted down by their enemies and forced to go out to sea by boat. They encountered huge waves and hit the boat.
The artistic conception style of the predecessor who created this artistic conception was completely inconsistent with this artistic conception. However, when he saw the irresistible natural disaster and the miserable displacement after the natural disaster, he burst into tears. Before his death, he wrote in a tearful style,
I drew six views of this artistic conception.
The whirlwind retreated for more than ten steps under Zhuang Da's compact and surging chops, and then the two artistic conceptions collapsed at the same time.
The two stood facing each other a few steps apart. Zhuang Da's eyes looked like cannibalism. Chi Mo looked at the three people on the tree with his eyes. When he saw the expression of approval on the face of Venerable Dajue, he immediately became excited and sneered at the people in front of him.
opponent.
Gu Dian pursed his lips tightly and did not speak. Life and death fights were never easy to deal with. He did not expect the four people in front of him to have any compassion. He looked at the battlefield and suddenly weaved a spell to break the evil arrow.
, shot towards the infinite light hanging in the sky, and instantly shattered the infinite light.
"Disperse and hide, waiting for an opportunity to destroy the lighting concept." Gu Dagger quickly issued an order, and then his figure shuttled through the forest like a ghost, and his entire body seemed to suddenly merge into the night. The actions taken by the others in the Bijiazhuang were also very similar.
, just like the breeze entering the house, invisible and invisible.
There was a sneer on the corner of Gu Dian's mouth. In the dark night, people like him are the kings.
The infinite light soon brightened again, but the woodland below was already empty. All the members of the Jade Armored Corpse disappeared with the darkness, leaving only a bloody open space and bloody remains on the ground.
There was deathly silence all around, with the occasional chirping of insects sounding like the grin of the God of Death.
Chi Mo stood aside and was at a loss. The three people on the tree were unmoved and stepped up monitoring and scanning to detect the artistic conception.
After a moment, her expression became a little solemn, and the middle-aged woman said: "What a brilliant hidden artistic conception. It fluctuates with the wind, and seems to be there but not there."
Venerable Dajue said: "It doesn't look like the artistic conception on the mainland, Miss Meng, what do you think?"
"It's Ziji who follows the wind into the night." Miss Meng's voice is very beautiful, like a Yao Qin in the night, mysterious and melodious.
"Zi Ji?" Venerable Dajue had some impressions of Zi Ji and was a little surprised. "Are you talking about Zi Ji who was driven overseas by Jian Shuang City a thousand years ago?"
"Yes, I read the memoirs of Patriarch Zizang a few years ago. Going into the night with the wind is Ziji's signature artistic conception. It is absolutely unmistakable." Miss Meng was very sure of her judgment.
"I didn't expect Zi Ji to come up with such a method of reviving a corpse." The middle-aged woman sneered.
In recent years, the Jingxiu sects who were exiled overseas thousands of years ago have returned to the mainland. The method Zi Ji adopted was to mix into the Jade Armored People, slowly climb to the top, and gradually take the Jingjiao People as their own. This method can be said to be
They found a different way and the execution went very smoothly. Unfortunately, they were unlucky and got involved in the maelstrom of Xiqu City.
"Hmph, they are just a useless sect that was swept out of the mainland a thousand years ago. I want to see what they are capable of!" After speaking, Venerable Dajue spread his arms, his artistic conception was like wings, and his whole body was like an eagle.
Predating prey, it fell straight into the dense forest.
His claws were like hooks, and the trajectory between flicking and retracting them was like a fisherman casting a net. In an instant, two figures were pulled out from the forest. The Venerable Dajue turned his claws into fists and hit the two people's heads continuously.
Seeing that there was no abnormality in the appearance of the two people, their eyes were instantly crushed into pieces, and blood spurted out from all the seven orifices.
A short nightingale's cry suddenly sounded in the forest, and then dozens of realm-breaking spells were struck towards the infinite light in the sky.
Miss Meng didn't wait for the realm-breaking spell to hit, and took the initiative to disperse the infinite light, and her body fell down the branch. During the fall, an artistic conception was woven in an instant, and her whole body suddenly became as sharp as a knife. With five fingers, five streaks
The invisible sharp blade flew out in an arc and hit five open places respectively.
Two bodies suddenly fell down in two of them, and blood stains appeared and disappeared in two other places. Only one place was silent, as if it was a real open space.
The middle-aged woman also started killing. She jumped around in the forest like a spirit fox, and a dead body appeared wherever she landed.
Chi Mo does not have such an outstanding detection mood, and his fighting experience is not rich enough. He cannot grasp the positions of Zi Ji and others at all. Only the dragon whirling mood is non-stop, like a strong wind passing through, blowing the branches and leaves in the entire forest. However, Zi Ji
Everyone in Ji was already prepared, and Chimo's dragon spin didn't even touch a single living person.
There was no sound among the people in the forest, but no matter whether they were injured or dead, they were all silent, as if they were puppets that fell down.
Ziji's style focuses on secrecy. All kinds of lights, shadows and sounds will be deliberately eliminated through daily practice. Even if he dies, he will try to remain silent.
The silence made this killing particularly strange, and the faint chirping of insects was the only funeral song for each life.
When faced with the enemy's slaughter, Zi Ji and others began to fight back, and various artistic conceptions floated out one after another, moving with the wind.
Most of the artistic conceptions in the Ziji school are restrained and silent, standing in the darkness, as if cutting the darkness, giving the night wind a sense of chill and tension. The hair is stimulated by this atmosphere.
, stood up like a hedgehog, exploring for any changes in murderous aura.
However, these artistic conceptions did not pose a threat to the four people who were killing them. The artistic conceptions were easily resolved when they hit them. Even Chi Mo, who was the weakest in strength, was transformed from all realms under the crazy dragon spin.
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The two scimitars shuttled through the night sky like ghosts, silently and with erratic trajectories, gradually approaching Chimo. At the moment when the dragon's spin stopped, it suddenly attacked, and with the speed of lightning, one sword pointed towards the chest,
Cut one handle towards the neck.
Chi Mo's pupils suddenly widened. Although the darkness blocked his vision, the dangerous aura was so sharp that it seemed to have pierced into his soul, causing every muscle in his body to be stretched to the extreme. He subconsciously
The Cangxue knife was held in front of his chest.
"Ding!"
A clear sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded in the silence.
Before Chi Mo had time to rejoice, a sharp killing intent easily cut through his protective artistic conception and struck towards his neck.
Chi Mo's mind suddenly became empty, as if he heard the scream of his soul, and something seemed to explode out of his body.
"Qiang!"
A graceful jade hand poked out from Chi Mo's shoulder, with a hint of touching fragrance. When the wrist was turned, the five fingers flicked like willow branches, swiping at the back of the scimitar, and the scimitar flew out in an instant.
Like a meteor crashing into the depths of darkness.
is her!
Chi Mo smelled that wisp of fragrance, and seemed to be able to feel the black and white eyes in the night, undulating like water, mysterious and fascinating.dd