Chapter 300: Dangerous Jianghu

Outside the Huan family ancestral hall, everyone finally fought their way out. The sloppy old man was using the secret taught by the old castle master Huan After casting the spell with two bowls containing the blood of the descendants of the Huan family, the old man waited for a moment, slumped to the ground, lost his mind, and murmured: "Why is this, it shouldn't be like this..."

The faces of the Huan brothers and sisters, covered in blood, were pale, and the young Taoist priest's lips trembled, "Those demons and ghosts used some insidious method to exhaust the spiritual energy contained in the two stone lions."

Tao Xieyang sat down on the ground and leaned on the ground with his knife.

The old Taoist turned his head and looked at the sea of ​​clouds on the other side of the school martial arts field. The mountains were sinking, his fists were fighting against the enemy, and there were swords blazing across the sea of ​​clouds.

The old man had a faint hope, struggled to stand up, and said to the four young people: "You four, leave Eagle Castle quickly. You escorted me here earlier, now it's your turn." When I escort you children, you should leave some blood and incense for the Huan family of Feiying Fort. Don’t hesitate, leave this place as soon as possible, and go as far as possible. Don’t think about revenge in the future!”

Tao Xieyang showed no sign of getting up. He looked up at the Huan woman he had loved for many years and said hoarsely: "Huan Shu, you and Huan Chang go together, I want to stay here. I’m really tired after traveling all over the country for so many years, so I won’t leave today.” Just as the young Taoist priest was about to speak, Tao Xieyang shook his head and said, “Huang Shang, don’t persuade me. I have made up my mind!"

The old Taoist sighed and led his disciples and the Huan brothers and sisters to the nearby north gate of Flying Eagle Castle.

Tao Xieyang sat cross-legged, facing the door of the ancestral hall, and began to wipe the long knife with his sleeves.

Huang Shang ran with his master and the others, his vision was hazy, and he never dared to look back at the young warrior.

Huan Shu suddenly turned her head and looked at the familiar man's desolate back. She couldn't bear it. Thousands of words in her heart disappeared as soon as they came to her mouth.

Between life and death, the truest temperament.

The young woman was dragged away by her brother and did not stay any longer.

Tao Xieyang lowered his head, stared at the face reflected by the sharp blade, and twitched the corner of his mouth, still not liking it.

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The moment the ghost baby was stabbed to death by a bamboo fan from Lu Tai, wailing could be heard in the hall of the main building and outside the building. Above the sea of ​​black clouds, ignoring the two flying swords that were still flying wildly, the old man with the high crown appeared again, his face extremely ugly, and his whole person was so angry that he was injuredThe crowns of the Five Sacred Mountains began to tremble, and the sea of ​​clouds that had almost submerged the roof ridges was rolling like boiling water.

The old man roared towards the main building: "Waste, waste! What use do you have?!"

The old man with a high crown stretched out a His hands clenched suddenly.

In the lobby, the whisk man was struggling to deal with two flying swords. At the beginning of his learning, he had been controlled by the old man using the master's secret method. At this moment, there was no sign of his heart. The ground exploded, and then the soul was instantly scattered, and the bones and flesh were separated. All the blood was cleanly stripped out and turned into a large group of scarlet blood cells, which rushed outwards regardless of the cost. A sea-watching Qihai burst had already destroyed that The talisman array occupied by Lu Taijiu was blown to pieces and was on the verge of collapse. When the blood spurted out, it was like a tired bird returning to its nest, trying to fly towards the old man Yunhai outside the building.

Lu Tai frowned and retracted the needle tip to prevent it from being contaminated by the dirty blood. Then it would not be as easy as consuming heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and he would no longer pour spiritual energy into the talisman array. , so the blood stretched out a long slender river like a stream, spreading from the lobby to the tall-crowned old man above the sea of ​​clouds, and poured into the old man's palm.

The old man had a full stomach like a hungry man, his eyes were filled with blood, and he waved his sleeves with both hands. Two streams of bright red Qi surged out from the sleeves. For a moment, a strong wind blew, and on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Fifteen or two flying swords were scattered in the sea of ​​clouds.

The old man Gaoguan had a ferocious look on his face, looking down at the central mountain that had not yet touched the ground, and said angrily: "Death struggle! I was thinking about the ghost baby being born, but he lost his appetite, so he You are pressing down under the mountain millstone, squeezing out the essence and blood little by little. Since everything has stopped for me now, I don’t need to be so particular!”

Lu Tai has arrived at Fei. On the observation deck of the main building of Eagle Fort, he flew two flying swords towards the old man Yunhai, and laughed heartily: "Old thief! I have been waiting for this day in Taipingshan for a long time!"

The old man's face condensed, and then he laughed wildly and said: "Even if I die here today, I will be buried with you two genius monks from Taiping Mountain!"

The old man kept waving his sleeves with one hand and tried his best. Blocking the assassination of the four flying swords with needle-pointed awns on the 15th day of the lunar month, Lu Tai made a fist with one hand and slammed it down fiercely, "You little bastard, are you going to die?!"

Lu Tai's eyes changed slightly. , silently chanting "go", a colorful ribbon flashed from the upper balcony, and together with the demon-binding rope wrapped around the mountain like a golden dragon, it was lifted up together. This Zhongyue must not be allowed to Together with the other four mountains that are rooted in the earth, when the five mountains form an array, Chen Ping'an, not to mention a martial artist of the fourth realm, or even a sixth realm physique, will probably be crushed alive into a puddle of flesh.

Lu Tai shouted angrily, "Raise for me!"

The mountain peak began to rise a few feet higher.

“Who doesn’t know how to work hard?!” The tall-guan old man was indeed a mountain cultivator who was famous for his ruthlessness. He laughed wantonly and stood up. After putting away the futon, his lower body It immediately began to decay like dead wood, and ashes continued to float away. The old man still ignored it and swept to the middle mountain. After his feet touched the top of the mountain, he pressed down suddenly, causing the mountain peak restrained by the colorful belt and the golden demon-binding rope to successfully rise. Press to the end!

When the Zhongshan Mountain fell to the ground, the entire Eagle Castle began to tremble, so much so that cracks began to appear in the mountains outside the castle.

The golden demon-binding rope slid along the mountain to the ground. The tall-crown old man laughed, stretched out his hand and grasped the demon-binding rope in his hand.

When the five mountains gathered together, the formation was completed. On the balcony, Lu Tai spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered forward for a few steps, and finally held on to the railing, moving his fingers slightly with difficulty. He said: "Come back..."

The colorful belt that originally tied Zhongyue also lost its brilliance and began to return to its original shape, then swept towards the main building. The old man's eyes lit up. , stretched out his arm again to grab it, and pulled the ribbon into his hand. Just as he got the demon-binding rope, there was another ribbon that he knew was a magic weapon at a glance, and it was put into his bag. There is no limit to the way, although he still ate it this time. It's a big loss, but at least it's not all money lost.

The old man sat cross-legged again, and the futon appeared out of thin air. After this battle, the Five Mountains Crown on his head had lost its spiritual energy.

On the other side of the sea of ​​clouds above the head, only the two flying swords of the swordsman in the main building, one big and one small, were still struggling. The two pocket flying swords from before, the old man Gaoguan actually He had been observing secretly. After Zhongyue successfully crushed the golden-robed young man to death, the flying sword fell to the ground and landed in two alleys in the distance. It was probably destroyed. It was a pity.

Today's great revenge was avenged, and the old man felt a little happy. Firstly, he could no longer support the Five Mountains True Form Formation, and secondly, he had to quickly peel off the golden robe from the young man's corpse. Then leave the Flying Eagle Castle quickly to avoid being intercepted and killed by the Fuji Sect or the old bastards of Taiping Mountain, or else you will become a lost dog again like you did back then.

At this point, Taiping Mountain still has no golden elixir or Yuanying Ancestor to take action. It seems that the two cubs, one dead and the other injured, were too much, and they gave themselves An Ran. There was no chance to go, but the two young men were definitely the most outstanding direct disciples of Taiping Mountain. They were probably the proud disciples of the mountain master, so they had the courage to show off in the market with such magic weapons.

If I hadn’t formed an undying feud with Taipingshan a long time ago, I might have avoided its edge long ago.

The old man Gaoguan silently recited the mantra "Collect the Mountain", and the five peaks rose instantly from the ground, growing in size.The smaller it becomes, the more it will eventually return to the top of the Five Sacred Mountains.

While waving his sleeves, the old man controlled the sea of ​​clouds and blocked Lu Tai's two flying swords.

While sitting cross-legged on the futon, he smiled and descended to the school martial arts field.

There is a pool of dazzling gold on the ground, like a piece of golden clothing accidentally dropped from a bamboo pole, spread randomly on the ground.

Obviously a magic weapon was at his fingertips, but the old man with a high crown changed his face drastically. He clapped his hands in the air, and the whole person and the futon suddenly rose into the air. After a series of battles, and with the growth of the old man's own aura, Exhausted, the black sea of ​​clouds was rushing toward the old man.

The golden touch on the school martial arts field jumped up from the pit just big enough for one person to lie down, and shouted loudly: "Lu Tai, lend me the tip of the needle!" ”

Lu Tai was not surprised at all. With a slight thought, the tip of the huge flying sword appeared at Chen Pingan’s feet.

Lu Tai actually discovered clues about his "fall" from the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. Chen Pingan said that they were his natal flying swords, but they were not his natal items. . Therefore, if Chen Pingan is really dead, he will be more desperate to kill the enemy on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. Only if Chen Pingan fakes his death, will he deliberately let the two flying swords act.

After that, the demon-binding rope also "pretended to be dead", and Lu Tai endured it very hard not to laugh out loud.

Following the same example, Lu Tai, who suddenly had an idea, also deliberately lost control of the colorful belt and allowed the old man Gaoguan to take it away.

The old man castrated very quickly, but on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, who had been hiding nearby, the attack was even faster.

One to the left and one to the right, they instantly pierced the futon, causing the high-crowned old man's escape speed to slow down slightly.

There was also Lu Tai’s Feijian Maimang blocking them at high altitude.

The most important thing is that Lu Tai's colorful belt and Chen Ping'an's golden demon-binding rope came to life again, and at the same time tied the arms of the old man with a high crown, like two pythons wrapping around his body. .

And Chen Pingan, stepping on the tip of the flying sword, chased Gaoguan old man and Yunhai into the air, and flew away.

Travel far away with your sword!

Although under the suppression of the mountain, he used the ribbons from Lutai to delay time, and Chen Ping'an had already identified the biggest pothole. Before punching, he stamped his feet to crack the ground and made a temporary opening. He found a big pit for lying down and was able to escape the end of being shattered into pieces. However, he was pressed down by the majestic Qi machine of the Five Mountains Formation, as if he was in a sealed coffin. Chen Ping'an didn't feel comfortable at all. At that moment, his ribs were already broken. Several of them were broken. If I hadn’t been used to this kind of thing in Bamboo House, I would have just broken it.Can watch the old man with a high crown leave.

Before Chen Pingan stepped on the sword to "fly up", he used the sword master's method of controlling the sword to throw the long sword that he had thrown aside earlier. The sword "Infatuation" is held in the palm of the hand.

There are colorful ribbons and demon-binding ropes binding the old man's two coins, and these two objects can break through the cover of the sea of ​​clouds and accurately pull three flying swords to pierce the futon.

This made Chen Pingan, who was wielding a sword for the first time, quickly catch up with the old man Gaoguan and slash the guy in the back of the head with his sword.

The old man really tried his best to drag the sea of ​​clouds forward to speed up, and finally managed to dodge the sword. However, the sword energy overflowed and still left a line of blood on the head of the old man with a high crown. groove.

Going up to the balcony, Lu Tai gritted his teeth and said the word "flower" again, his green shirt fluttering, and Yu Feng chased after him.

The speed is even faster than the tip of a flying sword.

Lu Tai drew an arc in the air, and in a dozen blinks of an eye, he quickly intercepted the path of the tall-guan old man in the Dragon Gate Realm.

The old man had suffered so much that he did not dare to push through and turned around. As a result, he was pierced by the sword of the young man in gold robe who was slow to move forward twice when he used his sword. Heartbroken!

And this sword is extremely weird.

The vitality and spiritual energy suddenly disappeared and were absorbed by the long sword that passed through the body.

The old man stopped, and the sea of ​​clouds under the futon hovered directly.

Looked down at the tip of the sword and smiled sadly.

The person who took my life was not the four natal flying swords.

The person who helped this long sword take my life turned out to be just a square-inch talisman that I despised.

How come these little guys from the Zongzitouxian family are more cunning and cunning than us Shanze wild cultivators?

Chen Pingan originally wanted to take advantage of the victory and attack with another punch to break the head of the old man Gaoguan, but Lu Tai almost screamed in his heart to remind Chen Pingan that with the help of The flying sword is pointed at the needle, retreat quickly, the further away the better.

The old man with a high crown supported the crooked Wuyue crown on his head, and did not pull out the "infatuated heart" that pierced his heart. He looked at Lu Tai with a sad smile.

The hands were still tightly bound by the two magic swords, trying their best to restrict the flow of the old man's spiritual energy.

The futon was in pieces, with dozens of holes stabbed by three flying swords, and the air was leaking everywhere.

Lu Tai and the old man Gaoguan stood opposite each other.With lingering fear in his heart, he deliberately called himself a monk from Taiping Mountain in order to scare off this old guy. Who would have thought that as soon as he heard that he was from Taiping Mountain, he would bite people like a mad dog. Chen Ping'an was in a situation where his life was literally hanging by a thread.

Lu Tai calmed down and said calmly: "Actually, we are not Taiping Mountain monks."

The old man twitched the corners of his mouth, smiling superficially but not smiling at all. Said: "I have figured it out just now. Taiping Mountain cannot teach you two little kids."

The sea of ​​clouds in all directions gradually dissipated, returning to the world without success.

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Gods always fight in the sky.

However, joys and sorrows are mostly found in the human world.

The atmosphere in the main building hall of Flying Eagle Castle was strange.

The castle owner Huan Yang was already moving freely, but he didn't even glance at the woman's body on the chair next to him.

The old housekeeper He Ya glanced at the castle master's wife with complicated eyes. He couldn't bear it and stopped talking, but was stopped by Huan Yang with a cold look.

Huan Yang put one hand on the handle of the chair and said in a deep voice: "No one should publicize what happened in the lobby today. Anyone who dares to leak a word will not only be served by the family law, but He also wants to implicate everyone in the room, break their hands and feet, and expel them all from Flying Eagle Castle!"

Huan Yang did not turn his head, but casually tapped the chair next to him with his finger. "Madam became ill due to overwork and was seriously ill..."

Huan Yang paused briefly and said coldly: "After death, the memorial tablet will not be placed in my Huanshi ancestral hall! You are not allowed to be buried in..."

Everyone in the lobby was silent, not daring to question anything.

Old Master He Ya finally couldn't help it. He took a step forward, interrupted the second half of Huan Yang's sentence, and said sadly: "Fortmaster, Madam is at fault, but I hope that the fortmaster will look at it." For the sake of taking care of my husband, raising children, and managing the family business these years, please allow my wife to be buried in the back mountain. Lord of the castle, even I, He Ya, can beg you..."

At the end , this old steward who devoted his whole life to Flying Eagle Castle, and the old master who preached and solved the doubts of groups of children, actually burst into tears.

Huan Yang was furious and slapped the handle of the chair so hard that the whole chair instantly broke and collapsed. His face was gloomy, he thought for a moment and coldly snorted: "We will discuss this later. !"

Huan Yang, who had always been kind to others, was now like a hungry hawk. He looked around and saw everyone's scalp numb. They didn't dare to look at him and lowered their heads.

“It’s hard to say whether Flying Eagle Castle can survive. Don’t leave here for the time being.Whoever dares to leave the gate without permission, He Ya, kill him! ”

After Huan Yang said these words, he left the lobby alone, climbed up the stairs, and finally came to the place that even his father didn’t know why he named it “Shanghai Balcony”. The man who had never been so hard-hearted in his life looked up into the distance, trying to see the outcome of the battle earlier. Unfortunately, his martial arts skills were mediocre and his eyesight was limited, so he could not see any clues. He could vaguely see the sea of ​​clouds dispersing and the sword light looming across the sky. .

Huan Yang lowered his voice and gritted his teeth: "If the ghost baby is really as powerful as they say, it would be great if I, the Flying Eagle Castle, have full control! ”

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The old Taoist and the three people escaped smoothly. Eagle Castle, all the way to the depths of the mountains in the north, this trip has been incredibly smooth, except for the sporadic ghosts that come out to disturb the situation.

No. Even the old Taoist thought it was unimaginable for the three young people to survive the disaster.

For a moment, the four of them felt like they were in another world.

The sloppy old man nodded secretly. With this thought, regardless of whether it is childish or not, he can hope to help the Huan family regain its strength in the future.

The original dark sea of ​​clouds. It has been dispersed. Although it is still difficult to say that Flying Eagle Castle is out of the deadlock, it is a good sign after all.

The old Taoist looked up and roughly observed its weather with the Shanmen Taoist method. The strong yin energy in Feiying Castle had almost dissipated.

So he comforted Huan Chang, "Don't be in a hurry to go back. Now the situation seems to have turned to our side. At this time, you Never add extraneous matters.

Huan Chang clenched the handle of the knife at his waist, veins popped out on the back of his hand, and said gloomily: "My parents are still in danger, but I, the son, have to stand by and watch, not the son of a human being!"

The old man laughed dumbly, without any impatience, and patiently explained: "Fearless sacrifice is not true courage. Huan Chang, to be a man like your grandfather, you can only truly retreat to the point of no return." But when it was time to retreat, the great righteousness lay, so he did that feat of splitting the Lingguan statue with a knife! Even we practitioners who live in seclusion in the mountains will be amazed and call us heroes after hearing it. This kind of courage is not the courage of an ordinary man, nor is he going to die in vain. "

Huan Chang nodded silently.</p>

This young warrior, who has high hopes from his family, does not have a bad temper. If he is not tolerant, as the next master of Flying Eagle Castle, he will not be tolerated in Flying Eagle Castle. Tao Xieyang, a prosperous foreigner.

Huan Shu gently pulled Huan Chang's sleeve.

Huan Chang raised his head and smiled, "I'm fine, don't worry."

The old man was a little relieved.

This kind of world has its own flavor.

The young Taoist priest Huang Shang murmured: "Master, can those two foreigners really kill that demon head in the sky?"

After leaving the dangerous situation, the old man's tense heartstrings relaxed, and he suddenly looked depressed. Today's battle made this mountain-dwelling Taoist really exhausted.

The old Taoist leaned against a big tree, "Unless a great monk from Fuji Sect comes after hearing the news, and he must be of high seniority, it will be difficult to stop the demon who controls the sea of ​​clouds. "Giant owl."

The three of them looked heavy, and Huan Shu bit her lips, feeling particularly complicated.

My parents are still in trouble, and there is a fool willing to wait for death outside the ancestral hall.

Even if she and her brother managed to survive, their future would still be bleak. Huan Shu really didn’t know where to go.

Huang Shang looked sad.

I have been cultivating Taoism hard for several years, and I dare not slack off for a moment. I thought that I had achieved a small degree of success in Taoism. I almost lost my life.

The old man broke the dull atmosphere, took a big breath, and smiled, "But don't worry, as long as the devil returns this time, it will definitely attract the attention of the Fuji Sect. In the first hundred years, we will never dare to make trouble again. There are two immortals in the Fuji Sect who are Taoist lovers. Once they are annoyed, it will be easy for any one of them to go down and kill the demon!"

The old man seemed to be still upset. He turned his hands and said with an emphasis, "Easy as a piece of cake!"

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Outside the ancestral hall, Tao Xieyang was worried.

But I am not worried that Flying Eagle Castle will become a hell on earth.

But he is worried that the family ancestor who was thrown into this place when he was young will suffer too much in this battle, preventing him from growing up to become the number one grandmaster in Chenxiang Kingdom step by step.

He wants to take the beauty he likes into his arms. He really likes Huan Shu, who he has watched transform from a little girl to a young girl, and then to a graceful woman.

He wants beauty. He also wants the Jianghu.

I hope I will have the opportunity to go to the top of the mountain to see the scenery in the future.

Occasionally, under the guise of traveling around for the Huan family, he met his ancestor in private. The ancestor once taught him that as long as he liked something, he should catch it. If you really can't grasp it in your own hands, either don't think too much about it, or destroy it directly.

Tao Xieyang thought so.

There was no one around. Tao Xieyang took off his mask, his expression was gloomy and uncertain, he put away his cluttered thoughts, and finally felt that the pair of useless stone lions were an eyesore, so he chopped them down with two swords. , split the two stone lions in half and fell to the ground.

After venting his inner frustration, the young man immediately realized that he had done something wrong. Once his ancestor’s plan failed, he had to retreat to his lair to recuperate. Such a arrogant behavior would easily expose him. The damn old guy saw some clues, so the thoughtful Tao Xianyang quickly moved forward, using the handle of the knife that was filled with pure energy, and smashed the stone lion statue that fell to the ground bit by bit.

Then he walked quickly towards the main building of Eagle Castle, and slapped himself on the chest with a palm on the way, causing blood to splatter from his mouth, and then he gave up.

The mountains are dangerous and windy people can easily fall. The rivers and lakes are dangerous and the water is deep and the boat can easily capsize.

The ups and downs of the human heart are the most difficult to calm down.

How difficult it is to be calm and sincere.