I will bury the gods

Chapter 239 On Wudang Mountain
The heavy rain has stopped, and the waning moon hangs high.

The streets and alleys in the corner of the town are covered with fallen leaves, the moonlight and wind cannot penetrate, and the silence is terrifying.

Xiaohe stood on this coffin-like long street, drew out his sword, and the courtyard walls on both sides of the street were full of killers, they were wrapped in black robes, like impermanence who wanted their lives.

Wudang Mountain held a martial arts conference, and the heads of the eight sects gathered here. How did these killers sneak in under their noses?Xiaohe was confused, she could sense that there were several powerful killers hidden in it.

The killing intent condensed, and the temperature of the whole street dropped to freezing point in an instant.

Behind him, the sound of horseshoes sounded.

Xiaohe turned her head coldly, and saw the girl from before riding over leisurely, stopping a few feet behind her, curling her lips, showing a meaningful smile.

"Who are you?" Xiaohe stood sideways, staring coldly at the girl on the horse, as if wanting to slaughter her.

"You don't know who I am, but I know who you are."

The girl smiled even more, and she said: "Miss Wu, you are born beautiful and have a world-renowned appearance. Why do you have to be so plain and dusty for no reason? You might as well show your true face and let everyone take a look, Wu What kind of color is Miss Jia?"

Xiaohe's eyes froze, and she reacted quickly, clenched the knife and dagger tightly in her hands, "Are you from the mountain?"

The knife and dagger have been revealed, and the girl on horseback has no intention of hiding anything. She is in a foreign land, and her heart is also depressed. Looking at this girl surrounded by groups, she is talking about the past.

"Last year, I also participated in the compilation of the Shenshan Mansion newspaper. When it was compiled into the list of goddesses, there were rumors in the mountain that Chu Yingchan had an extra girl beside her. She was extremely beautiful and had rare snow-white hair. The rumors spread amazingly. Afterwards, it was almost said to be the reincarnation of Luoxian, the rebirth of a celestial girl. At the beginning, I was curious about what kind of witch she was, and how she was born with an appearance that turned all living beings upside down, so I took the initiative to take on this mission. Yes, unfortunately..."

The girl looked at Xiaohe who had disguised her appearance in front of her, and her disappointment was beyond words. Then she remembered something, said oh, "By the way, my name is Jing Yan, you may not have heard my name before, But in the future..."

"You made up the Goddess list?" Xiaohe interrupted her.

The girl who claimed to be Jing Yan was taken aback for a moment. She didn't expect her concern to be here. With her ability, of course, she is not the main writer of the Goddess List, but just participated in writing the manuscript. But now she is in a foreign country, and there is no evidence. She directly admitted :
"Yes, it was I who compiled it."

"Then you deserve to die even more!" Xiaohe said coldly.

After knowing her details, Xiaohe stopped talking nonsense with this person, and captured the king first, she didn't even look at the killers all over the street, she jumped up directly, cut off the heavy white breath of the tall horse, and stabbed at the horse girl on back.

Seeing that she was so overbearing, Jing Yan's expression became even colder.

court death……

I want to kill her, I want to perfectly complete the task assigned by the master, I want to prove that I am stronger than He Yaoqin... Jing Yan thought so, snapped her fingers, and the voice that gave the order was full of resentment: "Kill her!" !"

The word kill is like a flame bursting from flint.

The moment the order was given, the killers who were as quiet as statues moved almost at the same time. They either leaped in the air, drew their swords and stabbed them, or jumped off the high wall and sneaked closer. It can kill the life of this petite girl.

Xiaohe was not afraid, she didn't care about her back, she only aimed at Jing Yan, and the sword in her hand cut out several feet of light.

Jing Yan knew that she was not her opponent, but it was absolutely impossible for Wu Youhe to defeat her in a short period of time. She only needed to hold on for a while, and the killers who came one after another would plunge her into a hard fight.

Jing Yan reined in the reins with one hand, pulled out the sword with the other, and blocked the girl's sword in the air.

Sword collided with sword.

The sword light exploded in an instant, and the sword energy shot out. The two swords pressed against each other horizontally and vertically. The force confronted the two of them. He turned around, clamped the horse's back tightly, and swung with all his strength, pressing the leaping girl back to the ground.

Xiaohe fell to the ground with both feet, and slipped backwards. Wherever he passed, all the bricks were crushed into powder.

The sword failed, Xiaohe didn't pursue it, but took a heavy step, shaking up the brick powder all over the floor, and then swung his sword across.The crushed bricks were blown by the sword wind, making a noise in an instant, turning into a dust storm, covering Jing Yan.

"A method like blowing sand is nothing more than a sleight of hand. Do you think you can get away with it?" Jing Yan sneered, pointing, and directly chopped off the dusty dust.

Then, she froze.

The dust dissipated quickly, but Xiao He had disappeared without a trace.

The assassin with the sword chased here, and was also surprised. Did the girl just disappear right under their noses?
"No, it's impossible, she must still be in the alley!" Jing Yan never believed that she could escape in such a grand manner, but...

Then, Jing Yan thought of a certain possibility.

That little girl was also dressed in black. Could it be that she took advantage of the sand blowing to cover her face and sneaked into the crowd disguised as a killer?

How could she have such a quick disguise?

But if this is true, then she will definitely go against the crowd and sneak to Wudang Mountain now!
"Seal this street, no one is allowed to go out, anyone who violates the order will be killed!" Jing Yan quickly issued an order.

Unfortunately, she was only half right.

Xiaohe did take advantage of the gap in the dust to change her appearance and blend into the crowd, but she didn't want to escape.

The moment Jing Yan looked in the direction of Wudang Mountain, a sword light suddenly shot up beside her. Jing Yan was shocked, and realized something was wrong, so she turned her sword to block it, but it was blocked.

It turned out that Xiaohe had shot a feint, and when Jing Yan came back to her senses, she was already standing on the horse's back.

Jing Yan still wanted to stab her with a sword, but Xiaohe had made a decisive decision, grabbed her wrist, twisted it violently, there was a sound of bone cracking, Jing Yan was overturned directly, and fell off the horse's back.Xiaohe grabbed the reins tightly and stabbed the sword into the horse's buttocks. The steed screamed in fright, its hooves rose from the ground, and then ran wildly, trampling on Jing Yan's body directly. Amid the girl's screams, Facing the blades in the alley, he rushed in the direction of Wudang Mountain.

Xiaohe tightened her grip on the horse's belly, took out a hair rope, grabbed her hair full of black hair, and neatly tied it into a ponytail.

She lowered her body on the horse's back, used her sword to cooperate with the crazy horse to open the way, and rushed out of the street like a torrent. She looked in the direction of Wudang Mountain and said softly, "Wait for me."

……

"Stop him! Don't let him escape!"

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, the killer's screams tore open the night.

The battle is still going on.

There are more and more corpses piled up at Lin Shouxi's feet. The killer who was originally as dense as an iron bucket has been torn open. place.

The four killers joined hands to besiege, with an astonishing momentum.

But in a split second, Lin Shouxi fought back brazenly, holding Zhan Gong directly, and rammed towards the four killers without fear.

If it weren't for his strong physique, this would be a suicide-like style of play.

However, Lin Shouxi rushed into the encirclement of the four people relying on this rock-like body. He precisely selected the weakest one, and chopped it off with a single sword, regardless of the swords that fell on his body from the others.

The disciple was shocked, he didn't expect him to strike back suddenly, with one against four, before he could react, he felt a stabbing pain in his left shoulder, he turned his head in shock, and found that his left arm was cut off directly, separated from his body, and flew away with blood go out.

"what--"

The screams rang out heart-piercingly in the dense forest, but fortunately Lin Shouxi's horizontal sword was stopped by others, otherwise this disciple would have died on the spot!

In order to cut off his arm, Lin Shouxi was also forced to receive the sword with his body. His body like a copper wall resisted the invading edge, but bloodstains were inevitably left behind. He was running wild among the people, and at the same time he was fighting to the death with these four people who were not inferior to him in terms of theoretical realm.

"Senior Sister He is right, this is simply a monster..."

"Obviously the realm is almost the same, why is the gap so big?"

"It's just a life-stealing person who is blessed by nature!"

The slight chatter of the disciples resounded between the battles, and was shattered by the clash of steel. They soon discovered that this young man named Lin Shouxi didn't want to escape at all in the face of their siege. Annihilate them all with one enemy four!
What a crazy idea!
Although these four disciples were not ranked high in the world in the past, in the few months since they came here, they really tasted what it was like to be the true pride of heaven. Except for the master, they are almost invincible in the world. In this kind of joy, there is no memory of the holy mountain.

But tonight, Lin Shouxi forced them back to reality!
If it wasn't for the master and the elder sister who had trained them hard for several months, so that they had a seamless and exquisite cooperation, otherwise they would have been defeated one by one tonight, and their heads would have been beheaded one by one.

However, the four of them joined forces, but they couldn't kill a single person in the same situation. Instead, one of their disciples was cut off with an arm, which greatly shook their confidence.

During the battle, the four disciples exchanged glances, as if they had made some kind of determination, they stopped at the same time, retreated, and shouted: "Form the formation!"

When the order was issued, the four disciples bounced off like bullets, and purple lines criss-crossed and connected them together.

Standing in the bloody dense forest, Lin Shouxi let out a breath of turbid air. He slowly raised his head, his murderous eyes coldly glanced at the four people who formed the formation, and his brows were already knit like knives.

He erected the Zhan Palace, and the black phoenix sword meridian with white pupils was circulating in his body, and the sword intent filled the meridians, arousing the young man's hair to fly.

He was also ready for a decisive battle.

Just when Lin Shouxi was about to draw his sword, his expression changed slightly.

He keenly sensed a killing intent, a killing intent from deeper in the dense forest!
There are more than four killers!
There are still people who are always hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to make a move!

The man hid it very well, and when Lin Shouxi found out, the obliterating intent was like an arrow on the string, congealed into a tiny and sharp point like a needle.

Similarly, the formation formed by these four disciples is not an offensive formation, but a defensive formation. They only need to trap Lin Shouxi in place for three breaths. On the beautiful skin, after that, no matter how strong his physique is, he will either die or be disabled!
"If you escaped just now, we might not be able to stop you, but you insist on being arrogant and trying to wipe us out. Do you really think you can do it with your ability?" More than one.

Without giving Lin Shouxi any chance to breathe and think, the disciple yelled at the forest: "Do it!"

The expected ultimate move did not come.

The disciple frowned and shouted: "What are you waiting for, do it!"

They still don't know that the disciple lurking in the depths of the dense forest has lost his hands-on ability.

Just now, when he was holding a talisman bow, hiding on top of a big tree, and staring at Lin Shouxi with all his concentration, a ghostly figure quietly appeared behind him, and whispered a devilish whisper in his ear:

"I hate scumbags who stab people in the back."

The girl's silver bell-like voice was a death sentence to him.

Before he could make any sound, the sword edge had already wiped his neck, and the neck of the disciple responsible for the assassination was cut off directly, separated from his body, and fell into the tree.When he was spinning and falling, his consciousness had not yet been broken. In his eyes that were gradually slackening, he saw the headless body and the murderous snow-haired girl next to the head. Then, the back of his head was hit hard, like a watermelon. Smash it on a rock.

Xiao He blew the blood off the blade.

It fell to the ground like blood beads.

The girl lowered her blade, jumped out of the dense jungle lightly, came to Lin Shouxi, and stood side by side with him, her cold eyes swept over the four disciples who were about to be broken, her thin lips moved, and she asked an indifferent question:

"He alone can't annihilate you all, plus me, is it enough?"

……

"Why aren't you surprised at all?" Seeing that Lin Shouxi was only smiling calmly, Xiaohe puckered her lips in displeasure.

"I know you will definitely come." Lin Shouxi said firmly.

"Why? If you dare to renege on your appointment with me, you won't be afraid that I will leave in a fit of anger and never see you again?" Xiaohe snorted softly and asked quietly.

"Because I believe in Xiaohe." Lin Shouxi said.

Xiaohe had already prepared a draft of cynicism and sarcasm, but now facing his concise words, she couldn't say a word. She bit her cherry lips and said: "It seems that the attack was too light that day, and I didn't take your eloquent words into consideration. I have trained my temperament well."

Lin Shouxi didn't refute, just looked at her arrogant appearance and smiled.

Xiaohe raised her eyebrows lightly, and asked again: "This girl saved you from danger, how should you repay your kindness?"

"Girl, I have nothing to repay you for your kindness, but..."

"Only what?"

"The fountain will repay each other?"

"..."

Xiaohe narrowed her eyes, thinking that she understood, she was full of murderous intent for a moment, as if she wanted to abandon the four disciples and attack the young man beside her first.

"Enough!"

In the dense forest, the disciples couldn't bear it anymore, their heartstrings were broken, and they opened their mouths to scold.

After Xiaohe's arrival, the balance of this battle has been out of balance, and death will befall these four disciples at any time. While they are afraid, they still want to watch the young couple flirt, their emotions are complicated beyond words.

"Since you are so eager to seek death, then I will fulfill you!" The girl restrained her expression.

Xiaohe rode her horse all the way here, and the badly injured and mad steed had crashed into a tree and died before entering the dense forest. She ran all the way, even though she tried her best to restrain herself at this moment, her chest was still heaving due to exhaustion.

But with the cooperation of Lin Shouxi, it was still more than enough to kill these four people.

Everyone knows this.

The sword-holding hands of the four assassin disciples began to tremble.

When the massacre was about to begin, and when the hearts of the four disciples were about to collapse, a bright scarlet light piercing the sky suddenly resounded from Wudang Mountain.

The bright light is not dazzling, it is more like a red cloud that has absorbed the light and is constantly expanding. It suddenly appeared above Wudang Mountain. When you look closely, the seven orifices of this red cloud are sunken, showing the shape of a giant skull. Compared with Wudang Mountain, it still looks huge, and the waves of clouds roll along its surface, just like the Buddha born on the top of the mountain, trying to swallow the whole mountain with its huge mouth.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe looked awe-inspiring, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Seeing this appalling scene, the four disciples felt as if they were being pardoned, and they were all ecstatic.

"It's born, that god-killing weapon is finally born! It's over, your master is over! In this world, no one can escape the assassination of that weapon, not even gods!" The disciple yelled frantically, If there is no enemy in front of him, he would like to kneel on the ground and worship this mountain.

"weapon?"

It has nothing to do with it, but Lin Shouxi immediately thought of what he had seen and heard about the Holy Land Hall.

When he and Mu Shijing were about to leave the Holy Land Hall, Goddess Zan Pei told them a small matter—the Ghost Prison Stab of Evil Spring Prison had been stolen.

The Holy Land Palace tried to forge a god-killing weapon, but the forging process was extremely difficult, and many defective products were produced, and the ghost prison thorn was one of them. In that world, such defective products were not powerful, let alone Killing gods, cultivators in the realm of human beings and gods can all deal with it, but here...

"Master..."

Lin Shouxi's heartstrings were tense.

It should have been expected... This assassination has been prepared for a long time and the scale is very large, so how could it only target him and Xiaohe?There is always only one real goal of the black hand behind the scenes-the master!
While they were entangled with the killer at the foot of Wudang Mountain, a more terrifying assassination had already started on Wudang Mountain!
When they came back to their senses, red clouds covered the sky, and dark golden arcs flickered in them, as if a more terrifying storm was brewing.

The lives of these four killer disciples are insignificant compared to the safety of the master.

Without any hesitation, Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe rushed out and rushed towards Wudang Mountain.

It was possible to reach halfway up the mountain, but their way was blocked again.

Except for the head of Mount Emei, the heads of the other six sects gathered here. They were armed with weapons and looked at Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe with iron faces.

……

at the same time.

The top of Wudang Mountain.

The misty fence of palace language has been torn away by thunder and strong winds. She stands in the golden and red interlaced electric light, with her hands behind her back, her skirt and robe flying, her slender jade legs standing on the Saga mountain stone, holding an ancient handle. The prodigious long sword hovered beside her.

Gong Yu stared ahead, Leng Ao Xian dimple emerged awe-inspiringly.

Directly opposite her, a woman in a black robe stood alone, looking petite and thin, ready to be blown away by the wind at any time, she took off her pitch-black hood, revealing her pale red hair and smiling lips.

Wind and thunder converge on Wudang Mountain.

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