Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 701

Tianzi No. [-] room, the door.

Xiao Che dragged Zhuge Ming, who was already on the verge of death due to excessive blood loss, and stood quietly in the aisle in front of the door.

"Old Ancestor, help, Ancestor!"

Before Xiao Che could open his mouth, Zhuge Ming, who was held in his hands, howled eagerly.

No one answered inside, but the door of Tianzi No. [-] was opened with a "creak".

The room was dark, and the scene inside the room could not be seen clearly from the door.

Seeing that the door was opened, Zhuge Ming's pained face suddenly changed, and he twisted his head forcefully with a determined face, and with a tearing sound, he tore off the hair attached to the scalp from Li Yunsheng's hands, and then quickly crawled into the black hole with hands and feet together. in the room.

Xiao Che indifferently glanced at the severed hair with a scalp in his hand, and casually threw it on the ground, as if he didn't care about Zhuge Ming's escape.

"Little friend outside the door, don't you come in for a drink?"

Not long after Zhuge Ming entered the dark room, an old voice with a bit of femininity suddenly came from the room, which was quite similar to the old eunuch in the secular world.

Hearing this, Xiao Che glanced into the dark door, and then without any further hesitation, stepped into the door with one step.

The moment he entered the door, the original black scene disappeared, and the surroundings became blood-red. The whole room seemed to be wrapped in blood, and blood was constantly oozing from both the walls and the ground.

And the scene on that wall was even more terrifying, with an arm heel struggling to get out of the bloody wall stretched out from time to time, as well as faces full of fright.

He had heard about Patriarch Misty's Heavenly Absolute Blood Devouring Art for a long time, but he did not expect that he could actually practice it to the point of creating blood domains
But Xiao Che turned a blind eye to all these things, and walked straight into the depths of the room, and didn't stop until he reached the door of a large bedroom.

Looking from the door, the entire bedroom seemed to be wrapped in a mass of flesh and blood. The room was blood-red, and there was a big bed in the middle against the wall. A woman leaned on the big bed with blurred eyes, and she was slender and fair. The arm was held up by a haggard old man in a blood robe, a thin line of blood appeared on the woman's wrist, and the blood oozed from the line little by little, and every time it was about to flow down from the wrist , the old man stuck out his long pointed tongue, greedily licking the blood off the woman's wrist.

There is no doubt that this woman is Nan Gongyue, and that old man should be regarded as the rumored Patriarch Misty.

"I've heard for a long time that the Nangong family left behind the blood of the dragon clan. I didn't expect it to be true."

The haggard old man closed his eyes happily and savored the taste of blood in his mouth, then he smiled at Xiao Che with his black and yellow rotten teeth.

"Since you know she is from the Nangong family, do you still dare to say that?"

Xiao Che looked at the Misty Patriarch expressionlessly and said.

"Jie Jie..."

Patriarch Misty let out a strange laugh, then relieved Nangongyue's wrist, turned around and sat cross-legged on the bed to look at Xiao Che.

"It's also thanks to the identity you forged for her. If she used the name Nangongyue openly, I'm afraid even Leader Cao would not dare to touch her. But now she is Xu Fengrou, an insignificant little monk. If she dies, she will die." Well, who cares?"

He looked at Xiao Che with a smile on his face.

"The patriarch killed him, killed him, he drove Kun'er crazy, and he made me into this appearance, if he is not humiliated to death, the bad breath in my child's heart is hard to get rid of."

Zhuge Ming's face suddenly emerged from the bloody wall behind Misty's ancestor's bed, and the ancestor seemed to be using the power in the bloody wall to heal Zhuge Ming's injuries.

"Kill him? Wouldn't that be cheap for him?"

That Misty Patriarch gave another strange laugh.

"Put down your weapons and beg for death."

He gave orders to Xiao Che in a superior tone.

"what?"

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, his head and body were divided into two halves, and they fell down on both sides respectively. Nan Gongyue, who was half leaning on the bed beside him, also disappeared, and was instead supported by Xiao Che. Leaning in his arms.

But soon, the body of the Misty Patriarch, who had been divided into two, glued together automatically, without leaving a single wound.

"Such a fast sword, such a fast movement."

He squinted his eyes and touched his chin, looked at Xiao Che with a smile and gave a word of admiration.

"Unfortunately, what you met was my Misty Patriarch, I have long since given up..."

"You have long since abandoned your physical body, and with the Heavenly Absolute Blood Devouring Art, you have integrated all the power you have cultivated throughout your life and the power you have snatched from others into a drop of source blood. If the source blood does not disperse, you will be immortal."

Before Patriarch Misty finished speaking, Xiao Che interrupted his words.

"To actually inquire about my Heaven's Jue Blood Devouring Art so clearly, it is worthy of being the fourth killer in Wujiguan."

Misty Patriarch's face turned cold.

"But unfortunately, you still took the wrong step."

Immediately, he showed his rotten teeth and grinned at Xiao Che again.

"Which step?"

Xiao Che looked at Patriarch Misty calmly and asked. From the beginning to the end, his expression did not show any joy, anger or sadness.

"You shouldn't have entered this room for a woman."

Ancestor Misty spread his hands, looking at the room as if admiring his masterpiece.

"As long as I am in this room, I am the master. Whoever is allowed to live will live, and whoever is allowed to die will die."

After he finished speaking, he laughed smugly, his voice wafted in the blood-colored room, and it was extremely piercing.

As soon as the words fell, rotten arms suddenly protruded densely from the bloody walls and the ground around the room, and they tore towards Xiao Che with the sound of devil's cry.

However, Xiao Che was not moved at all. He was holding Nangongyue with one arm, and pressing the other hand on the hilt of the Duan Shui sword, calmly looking at the Misty Patriarch and saying:
"You're wrong. Letting me into your blood lair is the biggest mistake you've ever made."

As soon as the words fell, the broken water around his waist came out of its sheath with a frightening sword intent.

In an instant, the sword light swept over every corner of the blood nest like autumn water, and all the rotten arms that stretched out to him were cut off.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Seeing this, Misty Patriarch gave another strange laugh, he looked at the arms that had grown again and said:

"No matter how fast your sword is, it can't kill me. No matter how many times you cut off these arms, they will grow back, and you will honestly become the nourishment of my blood nest..."

But he just said the last word "material", and he swallowed it back to his stomach.

His haggard face suddenly seemed to freeze as he looked at Xiao Che in front of him.

At this moment, Xiao Che was still calmly standing on the spot holding the autumn water in his hands. The only difference was that black flames began to steam up around him. These flames were like armor, covering little by little. His whole body, until the end, was wrapped in this black flame.

And on the outside of the flame, circles of strange scriptures wrapped around him like a spell.

Patriarch Misty kept an expression of extreme fear and was stunned for a moment, then screamed:

"You actually learned the Demon Sword Sutra!"

After speaking, the river of blood in the room began to dissipate rapidly.

But it was still a bit later than the Water Breaking Sword wrapped in black flames in Xiao Che's hand. He said in that cold voice:

"The Demon Sword Sutra, the first form, one thought, one thousand kills."

In just a moment, countless sword shadows wrapped in black flames swallowed the entire Tianzi No. [-] room, and the long sword shadows directly penetrated the first floor of the ship, lying across the endless sea.

The brutal and bloodthirsty sword intent unique to the Demon Sword Sutra made the hearts of nearly a thousand monks on the ship shudder, or that Suzaku Hou also broke out in cold sweat at this time, thankful that he did not strike rashly.

However, Xiao Che frowned when he looked at this messy and empty room—he failed to kill the Misty Patriarch.

To be more precise, the Misty Patriarch gave up his hard-earned blood essence for countless years to block Xiao Che's strike, and then fled into the North Sea with his own drop of original blood.

A drop of primordial blood that fell into the deep sea, even if Xiao Che had great abilities, he couldn't find it out of the sea.

He glanced at the big hole in the room in front of him. The light coming in from the hole made him lie, but after only a moment, the dazzling light began to dim, and a gray cloud appeared in his pupils. of fog.

"I hope this eye can last until the Shan Hai Hui and find Big Brother Yun Sheng."

he said in his heart.

"Run... run?"

After Patriarch Misty fled, Nan Gongyue's body also regained her freedom, she timidly raised her head and said to Xiao Che.

She was only controlled by the Misty Patriarch, but she was still awake deep in her consciousness, so she saw everything that happened just now.

"Can you stand up?"

Xiao Che looked down at Nan Gongyue who was still leaning in his arms.

"can!"

Nangong Yue nodded repeatedly.

Like a child who has done something wrong, she tried her best to behave in front of her parents, and immediately stood up straight, and jumped on the spot by the way.

"Look, look, there's nothing there."

She waved her hand grinning.

Xiao Che ignored her, turned around and walked out the door.

"Hey, wait for me, this place stinks."

Nan Gongyue followed at a trot all the way. She followed Xiao Che's footsteps, and then walked side by side with Xiao Che.

"Why didn't you open the talisman I left for you?"

Xiao Che looked ahead and said, while he was speaking, he was still walking forward like the wind, making the wooden floor of the ship creak.

"I, I... I forgot, look, it happened so suddenly..."

Nan Gongyue's neck shrank when she heard the words, and she faltered and said vaguely.

Xiao Che was obviously very dissatisfied with her answer, and his pace became faster.

"Okay, I was wrong, I forgot to bring it with me."

Nan Gongyue knew that if she didn't tell the truth, this person would ignore her.

"I, I won't dare in the future, I will definitely carry it with me anytime and anywhere in the future."

She hastily added another sentence.

Seeing that Xiao Che still ignored her, he stomped his feet angrily and said:

"You are a big man, why are you so stingy, stingy."

"……what!"

She had just finished speaking when Xiao Che suddenly stopped. She bumped her head on Xiao Che's back which was as hard as a rock. She staggered and almost fell down.

"Xiao Che, you bastard, I will fight with you!"

Nan Gongyue clutched her nose that was about to bleed from being bumped, and her small fist was about to smash Xiao Che's chest ahead of time.

Xiao Che was caught off guard by the scene in front of him, he even forgot why he had to stop, but after seeing Nan Gongyue's distressed appearance holding her nose, he couldn't help but burst out laughing out loud.

Nan Gongyue was suddenly stunned to see a smile on this ice-like face.

It has to be said that Xiao Che has a good-looking face, but since he usually has a gloomy and stern look, it is easy for people to ignore his face.

But after he laughed, he was completely different, full of youthful feeling, as clear as the sunlight coming in from the corridor window.

"Why don't you smile more?"

Nan Gongyue stared at Xiao Che and asked.

Hearing this, Xiao Che straightened his face again, and the aura around him suddenly became cold again.

"Let's go."

He turned and continued striding forward.

"Where?"

Nangong Yue's legs were not as long as his, so she could only trot a few steps while walking to keep up.

"Disembark."

Xiao Che answered very concisely.

"Get off the ship now, isn't there still a day's voyage?"

Nangong Yue asked in surprise.

"Another way to go."

Xiao Che said.

"What way?"

Nangong Yue asked.

But no matter how much she entangled and questioned, Xiao Che still only strode forward.

The two of them walked through the corridor in front of the guest room and came to the front hall of the sea-going ship. At this time, the front hall was still full of guards from the Xianmeng Palace waiting in full force.

Xiao Che didn't even look at these people, and walked directly through the path made by the guards. During this period, neither the cultivators on the sea boat nor the guards of the Immortal Alliance Mansion kept silent, and dared not speak loudly. Panting for a while, the "creak" sound of Xiao Che's leather boots stepping on the board of the boat, and the chirping voice of Nan Gongyue were particularly loud.

The two of them came directly to the deck of the ship's bow under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

"There are no other boats around, how do we go?"

Nan Gongyue raised her hand to cover the glare of the sun above her head, looking at the endless and empty sea.

At this time, the wind at the bow of the ship was very strong, and the sea breeze blew her skirt.

Xiao Che still didn't answer, just tapped his finger on the hilt of Duan Shui's sword at his waist, and the Duan Shui sword flew out of its sheath with a soft moan, and hovered in front of the two of them.

It wasn't until this time that Xiao Che looked back at Nan Gongyue behind his eyes, stretched out his hand to her and said:
"Take my hand."

Nangong Yue stretched out her hand suspiciously.

Immediately after, Xiao Che held Nangongyue's hand tightly, pulled it hard, and touched the ground with his toes at the same time, and the two of them landed lightly on the Duan Shui sword.

"Yu, Yujian?!"

Nangongyue exclaimed against the sea breeze.

It's not that the cultivators of Shizhou can't fly with the sword, it's just that the spiritual power consumed by the general cultivator's sword is too large, and the speed is not so fast, so in their eyes, the sword seems a bit tasteless.

"Scared?"

Xiao Che looked at Nangong Yuedao with a hint of "contempt".

"What am I afraid of? Yes, I am afraid of God!"

Nangong Yue said with a stubborn face.

"what!"

But as soon as she finished her words, the Broken Water Sword flew out with a thunderous sound of breaking the wind, and instantly disappeared from the sight of all the cultivators on the ship like a beam of light and shadow.

"It's so fast, how can this Yujian's technique be so fast?!"

A cultivator exclaimed.

At this time, Suzaku Hou who was standing on the tallest mast of the sea ship was also speechless. He was sure that the Wujiguan Heisang in front of him was the fastest among the cultivators he had ever seen.

"I'm afraid... even the Underworld Saber King is not as fast as him."

he murmured.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling a little worried:

"I hope this son is only going to participate in the Shan Hai Hui, and don't go with that remnant of Qiu Shui."

　I will post it in two chapters today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)