The Sword of Smiling and Proud

Chapter 172: Haunted by murderous intent

Guan Yuan turned sideways slightly and dodged Kazuo Momochi's blade.He raised his right hand slightly, moved his index finger slightly, and a blue-white sword energy condensed out, flickering slightly at the tip of his finger.

The two of them passed each other. Guan Yuan turned his back to the hundred-di Yifu and left without looking back. He rushed into the battlefield and continued to massacre the Japanese pirates.The Japanese pirate who was left in the same place seemed to have his acupoints tapped, and was frozen there unable to move, which looked a bit strange on this battlefield.It wasn't until two opponents who were fighting fiercely next to him accidentally bumped into him that they discovered that there was a bloody hole between Kazuo Momochi's eyebrows. His pupils were dilated and he was already dead.

Although he was the leader of the Japanese pirates, Guan Yuan didn't feel any difference from the other Japanese pirates he killed. They were just ants.

Although there were many people killed in this scene, it was just repetitive work, and Guan Yuan began to feel a little bored.These Japanese pirates, who looked fierce in front of the officers and soldiers and the people, faced each other head-on. None of them were Guan Yuan's enemies. They just killed them one by one with their swords in hand.

After the killing, even his mentality changed somewhat. At this time, there were not only [-] but also [-] Japanese pirates who died in his hands, accounting for almost half of the total.The original righteous heroes' reverence for life and restraint on death seemed to have no restraint on this battlefield.Even Guan Yuan comforted himself silently. Those who were killed were all Japanese pirates, so how could they be considered human beings?

However, as each living life ended in his hands, he gradually discovered that no matter how hysterical and fearless these Japanese pirates were during their lifetime, their eyes were still full of fear and nostalgia when they died.The moment they fell down after death, they were just like ordinary people, limp and powerless, turning into a pile of rotten flesh.

When the whole fight was over and the heroes of the right way and the heroes of the countryside shouted loudly for victory, Guan Yuan was a little exhausted.He looked around. It was estimated that there were more than [-] Japanese pirates who had landed this time. Most of them had been wiped out, leaving only two small leaders holding round fans, intending to interrogate them for some information.

Guan Yuan alone killed more than two hundred Japanese pirates. Bai Di Kazuo had already gathered the largest number of Japanese pirates around him. After being killed by Guan Yuan, many brave and unafraid of death came up to challenge Guan Yuan.

Although he was not injured, and even his internal strength was not used much, Guan Yuan felt mentally exhausted and slightly dizzy.This fight was no better than before. This was the first time Guan Yuan massacred an enemy who was not a threat to him at all.Different from the group of Mongolian cavalry killed in the desert before, they were cavalry with strong impact and skillful bow and horse under the control of Sambu Lama.This group of Japanese pirates are at best of good quality and have strict military discipline.

The heroes were still immersed in the joy of victory. When the Japanese pirate ships in the bay saw that their compatriots on the shore had been wiped out, they were all frightened to pieces and fled in a hurry.

With this single battle, this group of Japanese pirates, which had been causing harm to the southeast coast for several months, was completely exhausted and unable to recover.The heroic militiamen from surrounding villages and counties who came to help expressed their gratitude to the heroes of the righteous path, which greatly satisfied the vanity of these chivalrous men.

For a time, a series of rivers and lakes stories such as "The Legend of the Five Mountains Sword Sect Crossing the East China Sea to Eradicate the Japanese Demons", "The Emei Swordsman Yunying's Notes", "The Eighteen Arhats in Southern Shaolin to Town the Japanese Demons" began to ferment on the southeastern coast. Of course, these are inseparable from the righteous parties involved. Add fuel to the flames.

The believers in the southeastern branch of the Demon Sect were very jealous of this, and they only regretted that they did not organize a team to fight against the Japanese, so that this group of righteous and hypocritical people could stand out.It's no wonder that they had received news that former holy aunt Ren Yingying seemed to be in southern Zhejiang. Heimu Ya ordered them to conduct a strict search and had no extra energy to participate in this anti-Japanese war.

Just as all parties were enjoying the fruits of victory, the Wuyue Sword Sect, which had contributed the most and killed the most enemies in this battle, was facing a thorny problem.

The second disciple of the Huashan School, Guan Yuan, who single-handedly killed most of the Japanese pirates in the Battle of Pingtan, seemed to have fallen into a cognitive barrier. He returned to the inn where he stayed that day and closed the door to thank guests for many days.

Even some comrades who had good intentions gave Guan Yuan the title of "Shura Sword", but the disciples of the Huashan sect refused. They said that their nephew (senior brother) was not a person who wanted to kill, but only for the sake of national justice, peace and prosperity of the country and the people. Just take action.Feng Buping and Mo Da were also helpless at this time. Ever since Guan Yuan turned pale and shut himself in the room with worries, they both knew that he could only rely on himself for this matter and no one else could help.

Some martial arts practitioners have encountered this situation before. They killed too much, leading to unstable minds. After their own psychological struggles, they were either dragged into the depths of their inner demons and became ruthless and murderous in their hearts, or they achieved enlightenment and transcended. In my heart, my Taoist heart is firmer.

Whether it is good or bad depends on Guan Yuan's own destiny.If Guan Yuan is really controlled by his inner demon, everyone present is really not sure that they can control him, or according to Feng Buping's estimation, no one in the entire Wuyue Sword Sect can control him, and I'm afraid it will set off a turmoil in the world. It's been a bloody storm.

All that can be done now is to pray that Guan Yuan can defeat his inner demons and survive this disaster.

Among the younger generation disciples, the Wuyue disciples who had a good relationship with Guan Yuan, such as Feng Yuxiu, Xiang Danian and others, all waited outside Guan Yuan's door every day worriedly.After months of running around, they had long regarded Guan Yuan as a mentor and a mainstay.People from other sects heard the news and came to visit him, but unfortunately they couldn't see Guan Yuan in person.

It was until the seventh day after the Battle of Pingtan that even Feng Buping and Mo Da felt strange about why they had been meditating behind closed doors for so long. Apart from accepting the meals delivered outside the door with expressionless expressions every day, Guan Yuan He seemed to be sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, motionless.

Rumors began to spread in the world, saying that Guan Yuan of the Huashan Sect had committed too many crimes in this battle and had fallen into the devil's path.However, those who spread these rumors were all taught a lesson by the disciples of the Five Sacred Mountains.

Late at night on the seventh day, everyone in the inn was fast asleep when they suddenly heard a loud noise.Everyone in the Wuyue Sword Sect who was awakened saw that the sound seemed to come from Guan Yuan's room, so they all rushed over to investigate.

But in the dark night, there were no lights in Guan Yuan's house, and it was completely dark. Only the roof had a big hole knocked out by someone unknown, and the wooden beams and tiles were shattered and fell to the ground.

The weak moonlight shines through the hole in the room and shines on half of Guan Yuan's face. It's unclear whether he is happy or sad. He lowers his head slightly, seeming to be thinking about something.The broken sawdust and tiles stirred up bursts of dust, surrounded by the moonlight, and shrouded the house, making Guan Yuan look even more mysterious.

No one dared to step forward. Who knew what state Guan Yuan was in at this time. If he was controlled by his inner demons and got into trouble, he would die if he went up.The bravery he showed in the battle at Pingtan that day had been seen by all the disciples of the Five Sacred Mountains around him, and they asked themselves that they were no match for him.

Suddenly, Guan Yuan raised his head and looked at his classmates. Looking at the faces full of expectation and a little worried, his calm face suddenly turned into a smile.

"I'm not crazy, don't be afraid."

Just a few words, calm and firm, yet seem to contain infinite power.

(End of this chapter)