The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 21 Dayue Yaochang
Dang Dang immediately raised his stick and stepped forward, only to find that even though his head had been completely cracked by his own stick, he was still struggling there, wanting to stand up
"Miss Dangdang, look at his eyes, this person's eyes are like the monk who was trapped back then." Ning Shuning walked over cautiously, reminding her in a low voice.

Hearing Ning Shuning's reminder, Dangdang noticed that the madness in this man's eyes was really exactly the same as that Shaolin monk locked in the stone house in Taiwu Village. "I said, why do I feel that this guy is so skinny? Could it be that this guy is insane?"

After pondering for a while, Xiang Dangdang took out the hilt of Fuyu's sword from her bosom, she muttered the formula quickly, white light condensed in her hand, and finally stabbed the man hard with the hilt of the sword.

A faint black mist floated from the man, and the killing in his eyes finally disappeared, "I'm... hissing! My head... hurts so much."

Seeing that the man was awake, Dang Dang put the hilt of Fu Yu's sword back into his arms, squatted beside him and asked quickly, "Hey! Who are you and why are you here? What happened here?"

However, the man looked at Dang Dang, his lips trembled slightly, and after he just said Xiangshu, his head tilted, and the light in his eyes dissipated.

"Hey! Speak up, don't die!!" Dang Dang put his hand between his breaths to check, but found that there were no more breaths.

"Xiangshu?? Does the Xiangshu he mentioned mean that he himself was driven into evil by Xiangshu, or does he mean something else?" Dangdang put his hands on his hips.

Seeing this weird scene, the timid Ning Shuning said timidly, "Miss Dangdang, why don't we go back, it looks very dangerous inside."

Dangdang closed the eyes of this person who couldn't rest in peace, and turned to Ning Shuning, "You can't do it, girl, you have also seen that this guy is infatuated with evil, maybe this sword mound is really only me, the descendant of Taiwu, who can handle it, you If you are afraid, just wait for me outside."

"No...don't...I'll go with you!!" Seeing that she was about to abandon herself, Ning Shuning hurriedly followed
After finding a place to bury the man, the two slowly walked towards the mysterious mist.

In the next few days, the two of Xiang Dangdang were attacked by many martial arts people who had become evil, but because Xiang Dangdang had a Fuyu sword hilt, she easily dealt with these people.

Fang Dangdang discovered that these evil people were not only male and female, but also from all sects and sects regardless of righteousness and evil. She even saw a Shaolin monk who used the Shaolin stick technique.

With a sound judgment, it is estimated that these people are those who entered here and then disappeared.

In this mist, Dangdang walked for about four days, and finally a huge sword mound appeared in front of her.

This unusually dilapidated sword mound seemed to be alive, exuding an astonishing hostility, which made the breathing of both Dangdang and Ning Shuning involuntarily heavy.

Withstanding this astonishing pressure, Dangdang stepped forward, looked towards the tomb of Jianzhong, and saw a sword-hilt-shaped groove in the center of the gate at a glance, and two small characters "Fuyu" were engraved beside the groove. .

"It seems that I'm right, this place really has something to do with me." Rang Dangdang swallowed nervously, and after telling Ning Shuning to stay away, he pressed the hilt of Fu Yu's sword on it.

Just as the hilt was attached to the groove, there was a bang, and the door of the tomb opened, followed by a figure walking out of the sword mound.

Rang Dangdang held the eyebrow stick in his hand, and looked at the white-haired old man with a hideous scar on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you Fuxietie?" Dangdang asked the old man.

"Ha, I don't understand anything and dare to die. I really don't know what it means. Listen carefully, this old man's name is Dayue Yaochang! Fuxietie is the name of this old man's weapon."

Although the man talked to himself, it was loud and did not relax in the slightest.

Because she could see that even though this Dayue Yaochang behaved like an ordinary person, his eyes still carried the madness of a person who was driven to evil, full of murderous intent.

Just when Xiang Dangdang was thinking that he had to flee after fighting, Dayue Yaochang spoke up.

"The blue sky and the earth, the heaven and earth are bright and clear, why is there such an evil thing that can't be killed and eliminated?? Where are you monster???"

Seeing that the person on the opposite side dared to call him a monster, he raised his eyebrows resoundingly, and was about to swear back, but unexpectedly, Dayue Yaochang spoke again.

"Huh, yes, you are a Buddha or a demon...you should be beheaded! Be beheaded!!!" Dayue Yaochang's voice became louder and louder. When he said the last word beheaded, he held a hand A strange dark red long sword struck straight at Dangdang.

Dang Dang reached this step, of course he couldn't back down, and rushed forward with a roar.

Relying on the advantage of a long weapon, he is the first to catch people's attention, directly facing Dayue Yao with a set of [-]-point eyebrow-level sticks.

This set of stick techniques is very particular, "strike with random sticks and beat a group of enemies with sticks", it can be used to attack eighteen enemies in one move, or apply eighteen stick strikes to the same enemy at the same time.

The eyebrow-qi stick dancing in mid-air, with astonishing strength, came to Dayue Yaochang's head in an instant.

But Dayue Yaochang is obviously not an ordinary person, the corner of the mouth with the scar is slightly raised, "Hmph! How dare you make a fool of yourself with such a small skill."

As his feet changed, he performed inexplicable lightness skills, and his figure changed rapidly. He dodged all [-] stick blows.

"This... this old bone is really strong." A drop of cold sweat dripped down from Xiang Dang's face, and she realized that she had made a mistake.

At this time, Dayue Yaochang was within three feet of the ring, and he raised his voice and said: "Boy, since you want to die, then try my trick, the Great Mercy Sword!!"

As he called out the name of the sword technique, Dayue Yaochang swung the long sword with his left hand, and slashed at Xiang Dangdang's waist.

Xiang Dangdang knew that his mortal weapon would definitely not be able to collide with the magical weapon that the old man could tell at first glance that it was not a mortal weapon.With your feet out to the side, you're ready to fall back.

But what Dayueyao often wanted was to retreat resoundingly. Seeing him withdrawing the long sword in his hand and changing again, the blade was in front, and suddenly accelerated, even the person and the sword flew towards Dangdang's chest like a bow and arrow.

Resounding and being caught by this big Yue Yaochang, he was a little caught off guard by this change of move, and the situation was chaotic.

Seeing that the sword was half a zhang close to him, suddenly from the side, a small stone hit Dayue Yaochang's body, causing him to pause slightly.

Although the stone did no harm to Dayue Yaochang at all, it gave him a flaw in his forward move and gave Dangdang a chance.

With a low growl, because it was too close, he couldn't use the stick technique, so he clenched his left hand tightly and smashed towards the sword in front of him with all his strength.

(End of this chapter)