Raising the Demon

Chapter 438 One Sword and Three Characters
"No need." Elder Qian Jian laughed, "You help me sweep the formation, and watch me take Zi Baifeng's life!"

But it was too late for him to say that two artillery shells had already been erected on the cloud ship, and with a bang, two shells were fired.

"You..." Elder Qian Jian suddenly realized that something was wrong. The two shells were not shot at Zi Baifeng, but in his direction. He subconsciously controlled the sword spirit dragon to block it, but his sword spirit dragon It has turned into Wanjian Jue and shot it out. At this time, there is no sword around him to use.

With all his strength, he condensed two sword lights and fired two cannonballs, but the cannons of Ying Longzong's cloud ship were not so easily blocked.

"Boom!" Elder Qianjian was directly blown out. He didn't realize at this time that the people on the cloud ship were actually enemies and not friends. He thought they made a mistake and shouted angrily: "What are you doing? ? Quickly aim at Zi Baifeng!"

"Yes, Elder Qianjian!" The man agreed, boom, boom, two more shells flew towards him.

This time, Elder Qianjian finally realized that something was wrong. The two shells exploded around him again, and half of his body became numb. He rolled a few times in the air, and finally gathered a pair of The wings stabilized him, and he dodged the two shells that flew over.

"It turned out to be you!" Elder Qian Jian turned his head to look, and was stunned.

"Of course it's me!" Luo Qianshan yelled angrily, and the blood knife in his hand shot out a dazzling light, "Elder Qianjian, I didn't expect that we meet again!"

Elder Qian Jian snorted coldly: "It turns out that you are still alive, very good, I killed you and Zi Baifeng together today!"

He still remembered Luo Qianshan who blocked him back then, but he didn't expect that Luo Qianshan was hiding under his nose these days, monitoring his every move.

And Luo Qianshan was undoubtedly the target of his revenge.

It happened to be together today.

"Should die!" Luo Qianshan had already flew in front of Elder Qianjian at this time, and the blood knife in his hand scattered a cloud of red clouds, covering Elder Qianjian's whole body.

"You are the one who is going to die." Elder Qian Jian snorted coldly, he didn't pay attention to Luo Qianshan at all.

As soon as he raised his hand, the wings on his back that hadn't fully recovered turned into a smaller dragon with sword spirit, and it clashed with Hongyun.

It was like two rotating circular saws colliding with each other, and there was a piercing sound of metal friction. After all, it was Elder Qian Jian's sword spirit dragon that was superior, broke through the red cloud, and rushed straight to Luo Qianshan's face.

"Boom! Boom!" There were two more sounds, and two shells flew over, hitting the sword-qi dragon head-on, blowing up the sword-qi dragon's head into a ball of golden light. Luo Qianshan took this opportunity to escape After narrowly dodging the flick of the sword dragon's tail, he adjusted his posture with lingering fear, regrouped in the air, and rushed towards Elder Qianjian again.

Luo Qianshan's sword technique has also entered the room, and at this time he has also begun to enter the stage of condensing his Taoism. Luo Qianshan is a genius of sword technique, and he has experienced countless battles. He fell a knife in Yinglongzong. The name of idiot is not without reason.

Elder Longzhao is in charge of searching for spoils, and by virtue of his name, there are countless kinds of knives that Luo Qianshan has observed. The path he took is somewhat similar to that of Elder Qianjian, but One is a knife and the other is a sword.

But for Luo Qianshan, it doesn't matter whether it is a knife or a sword. As long as it can improve his combat effectiveness, he is willing to learn even embroidery needles.

And he has always wanted to see Elder Qianjian's swordsmanship with his own eyes, in order to learn Elder Qianjian's swordsmanship.

At this time, his wish finally came true, and he was able to get in touch with Elder Qianjian at a very close distance with his own risk.

"Do you understand?" Luo Qianshan asked.

"Understood." A voice said.

"Now that you understand it, don't be lazy!" Luo Qianshan yelled angrily, turned over, and rushed over again, "Give me some strength this time, and don't be controlled by others!"

"You say it!" The voice was also very angry, "This is a great shame and humiliation in my life!"

Luo Qianshan turned around, and the red cloud spread again. Elder Qianjian snorted coldly: "It's useless! The same move, don't use it on me a second time!"

"Exactly, this is my line too!" Luo Qianshan smiled coldly, and the red cloud instantly turned into a red storm, and in the storm, a white light flashed away.

The red storm restrained the sword spirit dragon in an instant, and the white light that flashed in the red storm broke through the defense of the sword spirit dragon and shot directly at the elder Qianjian.

The small, white light was no different from Elder Qianjian's sword spirit dragon, but it was much smaller. The meandering dragon was as fast as a beam of light, and it reached Elder Qianjian's face in an instant.

"Medium!" Luo Qianshan yelled.

"It's so naive!" At this moment, a hazy light like moonlight lit up in Elder Qianjian's hand, blocking in front of him.

"Shuyue!" Seeing the moonlight, the white sword glow instantly changed back to its original shape, what else could it be if it wasn't Luo Qianshan's sword demon Er Leng?
And the moonlight held by Elder Qianjian is Shuyue!
"Damn it, he has already refined Shuyue Sword!" Seeing Elder Qian Jian using Shuyue Sword, Luo Qianshan's heart sank, this was the worst result!

"This is not Shuyue, this is my sword heart." Elder Qianjian smiled coldly and said: "It seems that we must be serious."

As soon as he raised his hand, the moonlight suddenly transformed into a dragon made of moonlight.

But this hazy sword spirit dragon is ten thousand times more terrifying than the golden sword spirit dragon just now, just looking at it makes one's heart tremble.

"Thank you for letting me get this peerless sword. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have achieved great success." Elder Qianjian laughed, "Today, I will use this sword to send you to the west!"

"Uh." Luo Qianshan waved his finger behind him, "Someone seems to be angry."

"You lied..." Elder Qian Jian wanted to say, "You lied to ghosts!"

But at that moment, he was overwhelmed by a sharp pain that spread from the depths of his heart.

A beam of sword light shot from behind him, a sword as hazy as moonlight, the beaming moon sword!

In the hands of Zi Baifeng.

Weapon Card: Moonlight Sword!
These two are the only useful cards that Zi Baifeng can wash out.

One pain has been thrown out, and there is only one weapon card left in his hand.

Shuyue is facing Shuyue, one is Shuyue's real body, and the other is Shuyue's mirror image.

Which one will win?

"You want to compete swords with me?" Seeing Zi Baifeng holding a long sword, Elder Qian Jian couldn't help laughing.

He seemed to have seen the most ridiculous thing in the world.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, he felt that he could be ranked among the top five in the world, and the other four were all in Wanjianzong without exception.

And the boy in front of him, who had never dared to fight him in close quarters, charged forward with a sword in his hand.

Although a sense of weakness from deep within tormented him, he still refused to back down.

Zi Baifeng didn't answer his words, and his eyes seemed to lose reason.

Faced with Zi Huayin's death, Zi Baifeng forced himself to calm down and fight calmly.

But Elder Qianjian's overwhelming power was too strong, and he was helpless.

At a time like this, it seems that it is useless to be calm.

Then let the strings of reason snap.

In fact, this is beyond Zi Baifeng's control, whether it is this Zi Baifeng or that Zi Baifeng, they have lost their minds.

A Zi Baifeng collapsed when Zi Huayin died.

A son, Baifeng, collapsed when he discovered that Shuyue was being held by Elder Qianjian.

Now Zi Baifeng has lost his reason and is completely driven by anger and madness.

He was so crazy that he went to compete with Elder Qianjian.

"One, return Shuyue to me."

"Two, go to hell."

Elder Qian Jian wanted to say something, but Zi Baifeng suddenly bullied him.

A sword, a person, without the slightest tricks, just rushing forward so straight.

"Here it comes, Bai Feng's sword!" Luo Qianshan wanted to make a move, and flanked Zi Baifeng together, but at that moment, he found that he couldn't penetrate it at all.

Zi Baifeng's energy was already concentrated, and when he struck out with a sword, he was shocked.

How many times has Zi Baifeng used his sword?

There is only one time to really draw the sword.

In other words, it is not a sword, but a knife.

But to Zi Baifeng, knives and swords are the same, there is no difference.

He Dao Chi, that is a literati's sword, the pen is like a sharp edge, and the writing is like a sword!One stroke, shocking!One knife out, weeping ghosts and gods!
But now, this is the sword of a literati, the pen is like a sharp edge, and the words are like a sword!One stroke, shocking!With one sword strike, weeping ghosts and gods!

At this moment, Zi Baifeng was in a trance, forgetting where he was.

Everything happened suddenly, like ink dots dripping from the tip of a pen, destroying everything before, all the peace, all the smoothness, all the calm, all the logical things.

Should I start over, or continue bravely?
While watching the examination room, Zi Baifeng chose to start over. He smashed the test paper and threw it aside.

But in this world, where are there so many places where we can start over?

Zihuayin is dead, and he will never live again.

Shu Yue may not come back either.

But he is unwilling to give up, unwilling to give up a glimmer of hope, no matter what it is, he must firmly grasp it.

This sword pierces straight out, this is a point.

At this point, a Shuyue sword was tapped on the head of the dragon formed by the Shuyue sword, and then Zi Baifeng made another slash, two slashes, three slashes, and three slashes horizontally, these are three horizontal strokes.

In front of Zi Baifeng's eyes, it seemed to be the piece of paper with ink dripping on it. Where the ink dripped, Zi Baifeng tapped lightly, and an ink dot would appear on the paper.

Three times, and then the sword turned horizontally, and within three or two strokes, the sword spirit dragon had been attacked by Zi Baifeng several times in a row.

"This..." Elder Qian Jian subconsciously wanted to confront Zi Baifeng.

In this world, there are no secrets to him about all the sword techniques. A sword is nothing more than a sword.

For any sword technique, he only needs to read the beginning to guess the end. This is already an instinct. He is the sword, the sword is him, he is the law of the sword, and he is the heart of the sword.

As long as it is a sword, there is nothing that can escape his sword heart.

Even Shu Yue is no exception.

But at this time, he found that the sword spirit dragon seemed to have become a blind and deaf man. Under his control, he stumbled and was restrained everywhere. He could only stand there blankly and let Zi Baifeng attack.

One point, three horizontal lines, and one mouthful are words.

Then it's horizontal and vertical.

Elder Qian Jian saw it clearly, this is a word.

In fact, he didn't need to look at it, that huge word just stretched across the sky.

It seems that what Zi Baifeng is holding is not a sword, but a brush, and the sky is not the sky, but a canvas.

As for the sword spirit dragon... it's just a stupid dragon painted on the canvas, fiddled with by strokes.

Luo Qianshan stood aside, tongue-tied.

He is a genius in Dao of the Sword. He can see other people's swordsmanship and swordsmanship by watching other people's moves, or even just by looking at other people's weapons.

Even Elder Qianjian is no exception.

But there is one person who is an absolute exception.

Zi Baifeng's swordsmanship is not the swordsmanship of swordsmanship.

He used a sword, but his intention was not the intent of the sword, it was the brush, the writing, the wind, the bone, and the enlightenment.

Just not a sword.

Without Zi Baifeng's knowledge, without Zi Baifeng's experience, without Zi Baifeng's perception, it is absolutely impossible to comprehend Zi Baifeng's sword.

The last three words that were supposed to be written on the roll of paper ended up being written here.

"I'm still talking."

The three black characters, each with a size of three to four zhang square, just floated in the air.

Just as Elder Qianjian turned his sword energy into a dragon, Zi Baifeng's sword energy turned into these three characters, locked in the air, and could not be blown away by the wind.

And the Sword Qi Shenlong was stuck in the strokes of these three characters, as if locked, it shook its head and struggled, swayed, trying to break free.

"Shuyue, come back." Zi Baifeng stared at the sword spirit dragon and said.

The sword-qi dragon froze, and Elder Qianjian was horrified to find that the sword-qi dragon showed signs of breaking free from his control.

And something that frightened him even more happened. He found that the heart of his sword began to make a cracking sound, and a crack gradually appeared and then spread.

Shuyue's sword fetus is in his Dao heart. Shuyue's previous struggle cracked his Dao heart, and then with the help of Immortal Wuwang, he re-stabilized his Dao heart and reached the eternal state of Dao heart. solid layer.

Dao Xin is eternal, that is, Dao Xin will never be destroyed again.

So……

"No...no..." Elder Qian Jian desperately covered his chest, trying to stop his Dao Heart from cracking, "My Dao Heart has been fixed forever, you can't crack it, you can't!"

In the sky, suddenly there was a light hey.

An old man suddenly appeared in front of Elder Qian Jian.

"Master, save me!" Elder Qian Jian yelled suddenly.

At the beginning, Zi Baifeng didn't see clearly who that person was, but at this time Elder Qianjian called out, Zi Baifeng finally realized, who is that old man, if not Dayou Xianjun?
"Stop!" Zi Baifeng yelled angrily, he absolutely couldn't let Elder Qian Jian leave like this.

But the man just shook his body and disappeared.

Zi Baifeng chased forward, but the world is vast, where is the shadow of Dayou Xianjun?
Immortal Lord Dayou... so powerful?
Luo Qianshan was shocked, seeing that Zi Baifeng looked like a madman, he quickly flew up, hugged Zi Baifeng, and said: "Baifeng, calm down, calm down!"

"Let go of me, let me go, I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!" Zi Baifeng roared, struggling desperately in Luo Qianshan's arms, Luo Qianshan smiled bitterly, holding back Zi Baifeng It's not easy to be this guy's friend.

At this moment, another figure flew over from the sky. The speed of that person was extremely fast. Originally, his direction was not this way, but he glanced at Zi Baifeng from a distance, and immediately let out a light sigh, and paused in the air. After a pause, he flew over and asked, "Have you seen the magic doctor?"

This man was wearing a black robe, he looked young, and his aura was hidden, but Luo Qianshan knew him.

Celestial Eclipse.

Just being asked by him, Luo Qianshan felt his heart beating violently, and answered him involuntarily: "Just now I saw a person, but it is the Great Immortal."

"Dayou Immortal?" Asked the True Immortal Eclipse, "Which direction did you go?"

"I don't know, it disappeared suddenly." Luo Qianshan said.

"Forget it, it's impossible for you to find his trace." True Immortal Eclipse glanced at Zi Baifeng again, shook his head, muttered something, turned and flew away.

Zi Baifeng is going crazy there, how can he have time to pay attention to him?

Seeing that the celestial eclipse was far away, Zi Baifeng was still going crazy, so Luo Qianshan had to punch Zi Baifeng.

"Calm down, this is not like you." Luo Qianshan smiled wryly, "What's wrong with you."

"Master Hua...Qianshan...Master Hua is dead...Master Hua is dead!" Zi Baifeng burst into tears.

"Master Hua?" Luo Qianshan didn't know who Master Hua was. He had been staying in Yinglongzong and didn't know the details outside.

Zi Baifeng just shook his head, he just wanted to find a place to cry, he couldn't help it anymore.

Luo Qianshan was helpless, patted Zi Baifeng's shoulder, and said: "Okay, okay, cry, cry. Oh... cry..."

In a daze, he was a little puzzled, how long have he and Zi Baifeng known each other?When was the last time you heard Zi Baifeng cry?
It seemed that it was the time when he took his own soldiers to assassinate Fei Jianzi, and in the end he was the only one who came back alive.

Well, who made himself Zi Baifeng's good friend?At this time, if you are a good friend, just lend him a shoulder.

Zi Baifeng looked at the people below, and everyone on the cloud ship looked at him, and could only helplessly spread his hands.

As soon as Zi Baifeng cried, all the members of the Zi clan below also cried, and there was a burst of crying.

Zichentang stepped forward, gathered Zihuayin's body and head together, wanted to say something, but couldn't speak, tears rolled down, dripping dust.

There was another scream from the sky, another cloud boat flew in, Zijian and the others finally arrived.

"Baifeng, Master Hua..." Zijian was still in mid-air, and he was stunned after asking half a sentence.

"Father!" Zi Baifeng turned around and threw himself into Zijian's arms, weeping bitterly.

The man does not flick his tears lightly, but he has not reached the point of sadness, not to mention that in Zi Baifeng's heart, besides grief and pain, there is also guilt.

Master Hua died because of him.

"Baifeng..."

Zijian wanted to comfort Zi Baifeng, but Zi Baifeng gradually stopped crying and straightened up.

"Baifeng?" Zijian was a little dazed.

Zi Baifeng looked in the direction of Ying Longzong, his eyes were red and swollen, but his eyes were firm, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

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