My enemies became my companions

Chapter 561 Conspiracy to Kill You (Two in One)

Can you see it?

Even though he had the third eye, Chen Yi tried his best but could not see the faces of those beings.

Can you hear me?

I listened carefully, and my ears were filled with heart-wrenching sounds, but I had no idea what they were saying.

I can't see it, and I can't hear it clearly.

The fierce wind whistled like a sword, and invisible sword lights and shadows were everywhere. Chen Yi's hair stood on end, and he knew that hundreds and thousands of years of resentment were pouring out like a flood.

With a turn of his eyes, in a flash, those Taoists all raised their swords and formed two sword formations in a blink of an eye, which was to sweep away the Six Heavens' ancient energy formation.

The formation of Mount Longhu is unique in the world. Even though it has been through wars for thousands of years and some parts have been lost, most of it is still passed down in an orderly manner. Moreover, clearing mountains and destroying temples are the foundation of Mount Longhu. The formation of Sweeping the Six Heavens' Ancient Qi is obscure and the steps are complicated, but these disciples of Mount Longhu are able to perform it with great vigor, while those Taoists from other sects are protected in the formation to assist.

This is the benefit of the Zhang family's single-line inheritance. The entire Longhu Mountain is more like an aristocratic family than a sect. The skills are passed down from father to son, from husband to wife, and from wife to daughter. Even the most obscure formations are extremely well-versed in by the people of Longhu Mountain, and they can also prevent the skills from leaking out.

call!
Suddenly there was a strong wind.

In the sword formation, more than a dozen peach wood swords, gold money swords, and green swords rotated one after another without any reservation. The gust of wind crashed into the formation, causing a loud ping-pong sound like metal and stone ringing, and the swords collided with each other.

The Taoists stepped on the Gangbu step and fought, as if using a small force to move a large object, they used the sword to push away the ball of wind, and then without waiting for it to react, they stabbed out with several swords at the same time, and the whole ball of wind was dismembered by the sword force.

Previously, I didn't know that it was the remnant spirit of the god that was causing trouble, so I was completely unprepared for the sudden attack. Now that I know myself and the enemy, the sword formation has been formed and I have entered a familiar area. Although the problem is not easily solved, I have the ability to fight back.

Chen Yi was slightly surprised. He had fought with the people from Longhu Mountain before. He had crushed the sword formation with his sword intent. He thought that their sword formation was just like that. But now it seems that he had underestimated it. Or perhaps, one cannot generalize sword formations and the ones he encountered before were not elite at all.

Before he could sigh for long, the hairs on the back of Chen Yi's neck stood up slightly. He instinctively turned around and held the sword across his throat to protect it. Brilliant sparks burst out from the sword's tip. He took advantage of the situation and swung his sword down. The powerful sword intent instantly suppressed the remnant soul and instantly put it into a cage.

Another residual soul was locked into the Heart Lake Cage. Chen Yi felt a little uncomfortable and took a deep breath, wondering how many residual souls he could accommodate.

Yin Weiying looked at Chen Yi in fear. She had just heard what Zhao Hun said and knew what these invisible beings in front of her were. She wanted to help, but she had no idea how to start. It was even difficult for her to protect herself.

On the other side, the situation of the Taoists in Longhu Mountain is not optimistic.

Amid the flashing of swords, the clashing of axes and cauldrons, more and more ancestral gods rose from the ruins and surrounded and killed the Taoists of Longhu Mountain violently and angrily.

The Taoists continued to fight with their swords and had the upper hand at first, but as the siege intensified, it became a stalemate.

Their figures did not stop at all, the sword lights were spinning in circles, Zhao Hun led the sword in front, and as he paused, the sword formation suddenly shrank. Those ancestral gods did not know what life and death were, and pounced on the sword formation like crazy.

In an instant, several magic swords twisted into a vortex, and the shock waves caused by the collision of the sword spines sent rubble all over the ground. Several ancestral gods were shattered in the swords.

However, the ancestral gods seemed to be endless, and countless gods were buried in this tower during the felling of mountains and destroyed temples in Longhu Mountain. Facing their fierce offensive, some Taoists could not withstand the shaking of the hilt of their swords, and their palms were bleeding. The blood drops from the broken tiger's mouth were licked in mid-air by invisible beings before they fell to the ground, outlining the outline of fangs in the void.

"We can't stay here any longer!" Zhao Hun shouted, blocking his opponent's sword with his own. The clash of the swords made a thunderous sound. "Go! Fight while retreating!"

The two sword formations moved almost at the same time, retreating to deeper places. They were already at the edge of the ruins. As long as they left here, even if these mindless spirits could still pursue them, they would be exhausted.

As if they had sensed the Taoists' intention to retreat, waves of shrill whistles, louder than the last, rang out from the ruins, and the remaining spirits attacked the sword formation even more frantically.

The Taoists were struggling to hold on, their steps becoming a little disordered. Seeing this, Chen Yi tried his best to keep him away from Dong Gong, while sharing the attack of the remaining spirits.

For some reason, the fierce attack of the residual spirits suddenly paused. Chen Yi felt that the residual spirits on both sides seemed to retreat a few steps to the sides, as if avoiding his sharp edge.

Did you really avoid the attacks of these Taoists?
"Click..."

A slight cracking sound was heard, and Chen Yi's heart was filled with alarm. Without thinking, he pulled Donggong Ruoshu and jumped.

The Taoists seized the opportunity when the remaining spirit retreated and suddenly quickened their pace. At this moment, the sword force became a little slack and a light breeze blew by, which seemed like a sign.

Soon, smoke and dust rolled up, and everything was swept away by the wind!

"Southwest Kun position!"

Zhao Hun realized something and swung out his magic sword with a loud shout.

The moment the blade cut into the air flow, spider-web-like cracks suddenly appeared on the stone pillar three meters away. A huge monster beyond vision restrained the magic sword and just retreated slightly. However, the three-foot-long magic sword that had been ordered by the Heavenly Master actually burst into dozens of fine cracks.

boom!
All the magic swords were shattered, and the blast made the ruins tremble.

Zhao Hun took out a spare sword, and his sword moves suddenly changed. Under his guidance, the formation suddenly turned into a long sail breaking through the waves. The two sword formations rushed towards the distance with the recoil of the air waves.

The Taoists walked on the wind, took a few steps, turned around and moved, and the swords tore through the sticky air under the blessing of centrifugal force, shaking away the residual spirits who tried to stop them. They did not hesitate at all.
The invisible giant tried to grab them, but it was only a foot away. It could only watch them leave and let out an unwilling and angry roar.

Among the ruins, the sword light gradually faded.

The Taoists from Longhu Mountain rode the wind away.

………………

After walking for an unknown amount of time, everyone finally stopped.

Looking around, they had just retreated deeper and seemed to have come to a place where they could rest for a while. There were no bloody words or broken statues in front of them. In the distance, there was only a pond with turbulent water and rippling green waves.

No, it was more like a vast lake than a pond. Maybe it was because of the reflection, but the lake surface was sparkling with fluorescent spots. The place where they were standing seemed like a fork in the road with paths in all directions. It seemed like the center point of the underground space.

The ground beneath their feet stopped shaking. The Taoists exchanged glances with each other, feeling that the anger that was pent up in their chests could finally be released. Several of them relaxed at once, and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground with a clang.

The atmosphere was gloomy, and fear lingered in their hearts. No one dared to speak first, for fear of causing any trouble. However, some people couldn't help but think that perhaps the ancient temple that they avoided was a rare safe place. After all, there, those remnant spirits did not dare to attack and kill openly, and those White Lotus Sect members were not in danger.

"Senior Brother Zhao Hu, your sword..." After a long time, someone finally couldn't hold back and spoke in a weak, mosquito-like voice.

Zhao Xuan smiled bitterly, shook his head slightly and said, "Nothing."

That was the sword bestowed by the gods when the old Taoist priest crowned him. Both the sword itself and its significance were extremely important, but now that it was destroyed, it was destroyed. The people of Longhu Mountain were not obsessed with swords.

"Take a good rest, and then we have to move on."

When the words fell, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Their faces had different expressions, and they were all a little confused with lingering fear.

Before the actual experience, no one had ever imagined that this White Tower would be so full of dangers. After all, everyone present was the elite among the disciples of Mount Longhu, all learning from their respective masters. Even the most humble people would be proud, not to mention that there was no such thing as "humility" in the atmosphere of Mount Longhu from top to bottom.

There is Duke Yansheng in the north and Tianshi Mansion in the south. If we are humble and weak and can be bullied, wouldn’t it bring shame to the reputation of Longhu Mountain?

But today... when they think back, everyone's forehead is covered with cold sweat. A sword came out from the dark without knowing when, taking someone's life...

Whoosh!
Suddenly there was a sharp scream in the air!
Zhao Hun turned around in shock, and a gust of invisible cold wind suddenly blew in his face!

Unexpectedly, a remnant spirit had chased here, and no one could react. The scene at that moment seemed to be frozen. The Taoists' faces showed fear, surprise, and confusion, as if someone was going to lose his head in the next moment.

boom!
Suddenly, a sword flew by like lightning and hit the side directly. The remaining soul was cut in half and nailed firmly into the ground!
It howled like a spent force and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Are you all right?"

The Taoists were still in shock and turned their heads in twos and threes. A figure carrying a sword and a knife walked out from the darkness, followed by a confused woman.

“Y-you?”

A scream was heard, Zhao Hun reacted and looked back.

If that’s not Chen Yi, who else could it be?

He finally appeared.

Chen Yi stopped and looked around at all the Taoists present. He frowned in confusion, and finally his eyes fell on Zhao Hun and said with a smile:

"Long time no see, Taoist Master Zhaoxun."

Zhao Hun came back to his senses and stared at Chen Yi. It was this man who had previously proposed that Longhu Mountain and the White Lotus Sect make peace temporarily. However, he had not been seen for a long time along the way until now.

How strange?

Zhao Hu lowered his eyes slightly, then revealed a simple smile, bowed and said: "I hope you are well, Captain Chen."

……

There must be something behind Chen Yi's actions, and no one knows what he wants.

There was no need for Zhao Hu to know that they were on this trip just to retrieve the Sword of Slaying Evil.

The Sword of Slaying Evil from Mount Longhu has been left here for two thousand years. Now it concerns the fortune of the sect for the next two thousand years. This is a serious matter. No matter what, the primary goal is to retrieve the Sword of Slaying Evil.

No matter it is the White Lotus Sect or Captain Chen, they are both helpers and obstacles. It all depends on how they are operated... Zhao Hun did not show any murderous intent and his expression was cheerful.

When it is time to kill, just kill.

The two walked almost side by side, slowly strolling towards the lake not far away.

"The things in this tower have a lot of origins," Chen Yi paused, "People are incapable of calling them gods, and the unpredictable yin and yang are called gods. So many gods are buried here."

Zhao Hu took over the conversation and said calmly: "What Captain Chen said is correct. To be honest, these are the karma left by Longhu Mountain in the past."

"Well, I've been here for several days, so I can roughly guess it."

Oh, he has already gone deep into the tower? Zhao Hun still looked nonchalant, thinking secretly.

Chen Yi looked straight ahead and walked slowly.

With his hands behind his back, he showed no signs of alert, but was secretly wary.

The chief disciple of Mount Longhu seemed amiable, but he would do anything to achieve his goals. His cold and merciless nature was hidden very deeply. If Chen Yi had not paid careful attention at that time, he would have been deceived by his kindness, not knowing that he and the White Lotus Sect were teaming up to harm him.

Chen Yi waited for a long time, and Zhao Hun had fallen behind him without him noticing.

The lake was not far away, but they did not get too close. After all, they did not know what was hidden in it. However, it was still safe here, giving people space to stop and watch.

The surroundings were dim and shrouded in gloom.

Turning sideways, Chen Yi saw Zhao Hun lift his foot and slowly stand beside him. After a long time, Zhao Hun finally spoke slowly.

"Brother Chen is truly a master at guessing the origins of those residual spirits. I wonder…" He sighed and suddenly said, "The White Lotus Sect asked us to conspire to kill you. Did you know that?"

Chen Yi: "..."

(End of this chapter)