Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 177 Blood Stained Zeming

The shock in Bu Tianyan's eyes could not go away for a long time. How could the extinct Guhuo bird appear in the ruins of the ancient battlefield?
After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Tang Ge and Ji Qingyun, thinking that you two are lucky to have survived.

Suddenly there was a sound of wind, and several auras appeared on Zeming Island.

Bu Tianyan walked to the edge of the cliff and saw several figures standing on the island through the mist. Many of them were wounded, presumably because of passing through the mist.

Those people searched everywhere to no avail, and soon set their target on the only short mountain on the island.

They climbed to the top of the mountain and saw the seriously injured Tang Ge and Ji Qingyun, as well as Bu Tianyan. Finally, their eyes fell on Gu Zhiyue, who was surrounded by sword energy.

She seemed to have an adventure, and the adventure was on the sword-shaped stele that fell to the ground.

As a result, the wildfire of greed began to ignite in the eyes of many practitioners.

Bu Tianyan frowned slightly, walked in front of the crowd, waved the Shanhe Fan lightly, and a faint wave of air filled the air.

What people can never stop is greed.

Chen Song is the deputy head of the Lihuo Sect, and with Qianyuan Shangjing's Taoism, he alone can stop Bu Tianyan.

Bu Tianyan looked at Chen Song indifferently and said, "Are you sure you want to be my enemy?"

Chen Song sneered and said, "Who do you think you are? Just because you have friendship with Kunlun Mountain's junior uncle? He can't even protect himself now."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the seriously injured figure in red, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth grew stronger.

Suddenly, he turned his head and said to a young man next to him, "Seize the opportunity."

The young man nodded heavily, looking at the sword-shaped stone statue with greed in his eyes.

The majestic aura swept across, Bu Tianyan and Chen Song fought fiercely, and the rest of the people naturally no longer feared, and quickly moved towards the direction of Gu Zhiyue.

Taking advantage of the interval between fighting with Chen Song, Bu Tianyan swung down a fan, and a beam of light fell down like a blade, but everyone worked together to defuse the attack in just two breaths.

When a group of practitioners were only about half a foot away from Gu Zhiyue, they all stopped suddenly.

The red clothes covered in black blood are even more ferocious, and the bloody sword is full of blood, especially the pair of eyes on the pale face, like a bloodthirsty beast.

Tang Ge held the Devil Weeping Sword, bowed slightly, and stood in front of Gu Zhiyue, his cold eyes frightened everyone.

Seeing this scene, Bu Tianyan heaved a sigh of relief, and when he looked at Chen Song again, his expression turned cold instantly.

Tang Ge said, "What are you doing?"

His voice was icy cold, hoarse and deep, which made all the practitioners shudder.

Shen Yun is the head disciple of the Lihuo Sect. He stood at the front, staring at Tang Ge and said: "Everyone is qualified for the opportunity given by God."

Tang Ge glanced at him indifferently, and said: "She has reached the last moment, you are doing this to kill her."

Looking at the dozens of practitioners beside him, Shen Yun seemed to gain confidence, and said, "It can only be her fault."

Tang Ge's eyelids drooped slightly, and with a turn of the Devil May Cry Sword's blade, several bloody sword lights flashed in Shen Yun's eyes.

The sword light disappeared in an instant, and a line of blood appeared on Shen Yun's neck. His expression was calm, and he hadn't realized what happened yet.

After a moment, his head rolled off his neck like a ball, and blood spurted out ten feet high. Many practitioners around him had no time to escape, and their faces and clothes were stained with blood.

Although the blood is hot, they only feel cold in the body.

Shen Yun's body fell to the ground, very close to his head.

Seeing this scene, Chen Song, who was fighting fiercely with Bu Tianyan, was furious instantly, and his shrill roar spread into the mist, which lasted for a long time.

He turned around and was about to attack Tang Ge.

But Bu Tianyan stood in front of him and said, "Old man, do you know how uncomfortable it is now?"

Chen Song looked at Tang Ge and said, "Tang Ge, I will never die with you from the Fire Sect!"

Tang Ge looked up at him, and said, "What is the Lihuo faction?"

After the words fell, he looked at the dozens of practitioners in front of him again, and said coldly, "Are you still going?"

Many eyes fell on Shen Yun whose body was separated, and it took a long time for his beating heart to calm down.

"Let's go together, his seriously injured body is by no means a match for so many of us!"

I don't know who said it, and the wildfire in everyone's heart was ignited again.

Tang Ge suddenly coughed violently. After a while, he slowly raised the Devil May Cry Sword, looking at everyone along the edge of the sword with bloodthirsty eyes.

For a moment, the sword energy surged.

The miasma covering the top of the mountain dissipated in an instant, revealing an open space with a radius of tens of feet.

The figure in red shuttled among the crowd, and the blood-stained sword energy continued to grow.

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There is a mountain col in the south of the ancient battlefield ruins. In the mountain col grows a towering giant tree. In the dim ruins everywhere, this giant tree grows green, and its crown covers an area of ​​several feet in radius.

Tu Mo stood under the giant tree, looking up quietly.

Behind him, there are a group of Yunjianzong elders and disciples, all standing respectfully.

A moment later, a ray of sword light came from a distance, and Wu Qing's figure appeared. He walked up to Tu Mo and saluted respectfully.

"Uncle Master."

Tu Mo withdrew his gaze from the giant tree, glanced at Wu Qing and said, "What might you see?"

Hearing this, Wu Qing raised his head and looked at the giant tree from top to bottom. The vitality radiating from it seemed to be endless, even stronger than the forest in the land of ten thousand mountains.

Why is there such a tree growing in such chaotic ruins of heaven and earth?

After a long time, Wu Qing withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

After another period of time passed, he suddenly raised his head, eyes full of shock, looked at Tu Mo and said, "Could it be that sword?"

Tu Mo showed appreciation, nodded slightly and said: "Only this possibility can explain the phenomenon of this tree. Swords are used to kill people, but that sword has a strong vitality."

The shock in Wu Qing's eyes slowly dissipated, and he said: "That sword is one of the twelve swords of the Twelve Sword Sect, so it must be extremely powerful."

Tu Mo said: "Maybe I can still comprehend that sword art from that sword."

Wu Qing was not shocked this time, but just nodded lightly, thinking it was already a habit.

The admiration in Tu Mo's eyes is even stronger, and only by not being influenced by external things can he become the pillar of Yunjianzong.

Wu Qing suddenly said: "Uncle, recently many practitioners have entered the poisonous mist in the west, presumably there must be something serious happening."

Tu Mo thought for a while and said: "A bunch of bumpkins who have never seen the world, don't pay attention to them."

After pausing for a moment, he turned to look at one of the Yunjian Sect elders and said, "Take a few disciples to take a look."

"Yes, brother."

The elder of Yunjianzong clasped his fists together, and then left with a few disciples behind him, the sword light flickered, and soon disappeared on the edge of the mountain depression.

Tu Mo looked at Wu Qing again and said, "Your talent is the best, let's feel it here."

Wu Qing was slightly surprised, and said, "Is this appropriate?"

A gleam flashed in Tu Mo's eyes, and he said, "If you can really get that sword, it will be a blessing to my Yunjian Sect. I will fight for you in front of the Sect Master, and let you become the master of that sword."

Wu Qing hesitated for a moment, then bowed to Tu Mo and said respectfully, "Thank you, Uncle."

Tu Mo smiled faintly, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm very optimistic about you."

Then, he slowly approached Wu Qing, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Unlike the suzerain, he only has his precious son in his eyes."

Wu Qing's body tensed suddenly, and he nodded slowly after a while.

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When a group of practitioners entered the poisonous fog miasma, another group of practitioners heard the news and entered. During this period, some people with a lower level fell into the swamp before they even landed on Zeming Island.

The moment the survivors landed on the island, there was a thick bloody smell rushing towards their faces. They saw the rotten beast corpses on the ground, but the bloody smell didn't seem to emanate from those corpses.

Looking for the source, they climbed to the top of the mountain.

Corpses were scattered all over the place, blood flowed horizontally, what's more, the death conditions were miserable, and their faces could not be discerned.

Their eyes glanced over the corpse, and they saw the figure at the front kneeling on the ground with a sword propped up on one knee.

His face was hidden in his messy hair, his clothes were black and red, and stained with blood. On the bloody sword in his hand, sticky blood slowly slid down the edge of the sword.

Everyone took a deep breath.

They saw Ji Qingyun, who was seriously injured and crossed his legs not far away, and Gu Zhiyue, who was surrounded by sword energy, and couldn't imagine what happened before.

Bu Tianyan leaned out from behind the hidden cliff, looked at the new group of people, and didn't intend to show up.

Chen Song's corpse was mixed with those corpses, and he was killed by him.

After a long time, an unknown person exclaimed, "He is Tange from Kunlun Mountain!"

There was a moment of commotion in the crowd.

People looked at Gu Zhiyue again, and naturally recognized her identity, and her purpose of comprehending the sword-shaped stone statue there was gradually guessed.

Thus, the greedy heart regenerated.

The face slowly lifted up from the messy hair. People did not notice the bloody young face, only a pair of demonic eyes were seen.

(End of this chapter)