The myth of crossing the heavens

Chapter 199 Lead the snake out of the hole
The setting sun is like blood, and the wind is like a knife.

Lin Moyu tried his best to wield his long sword to resist the opponent's endless sword moves like a long river, and the sense of despair in his heart grew stronger.

Ever since the sect was breached by the four major demon sects, he was escorted and escaped by his senior brothers.

After countless fights along the way, the same sect died one by one, until today there are only four people left.

If it weren't for Lin Moyu's explosive potential to be promoted to a martial arts master while being hunted down, the entire army would have been wiped out by now.

But the situation is still not optimistic.

Because the martial arts masters of the four major demon sects have already caught up.

How can a newly promoted martial arts master resist senior martial arts masters?
In fact, if the other party did not intend to capture him alive, he would have died long ago.

"Lin Moyu, the Heavenly Sword Sect is gone, so tell me the whereabouts of the Heavenly Sword immediately if you are sensible, otherwise I will make your life worse than death."

The one who chased and killed Lin Moyu was Taoist Youwei, the master of Qitian Temple, one of the four major demon sects.

The Qitian Temple was originally a Taoist inheritance, but for some reason, it later went on an evil path and did many times to destroy people and beasts, and gradually it was regarded as a demon sect.

They were also happy with their success, and instead took the initiative to hook up with the original three major demon sects and completely devoted themselves to the demonic way.

Lin Moyu's personality is commensurate with his name, because he has a glorious father who overwhelms him, so he has an introverted personality and is usually taciturn.

He doesn't talk much with his fellow apprentices, and even less with his enemies.

He scanned the battlefield, and found that the last two senior brothers had all died in battle, and he couldn't help but feel grief in his heart.

If you die, you will also be buried with Taoist Youwei!
Taoist Youwei said angrily: "Little bastard, you know that if you fall into the hands of Tiansheng Palace, it will be difficult for you to die."

The successor lord of Tiansheng Palace is Yuan Yiqiu's younger brother, who has a deep feud with the Heavenly Sword Sect and Lin Moyu.

Lin Mo showed hesitation on his face.

Taoist Youwei was overjoyed, and suddenly saw Lin Moyu rushing forward.

"court death!"

He drew out his sword without hesitation, and pierced Lin Moyu's chest.

Victory was at his fingertips, and he couldn't help but tilt his sword, instead of stabbing his heart.

Unexpectedly, Lin Moyu didn't care whether he was hit by the sword or not, and directly passed the long sword with his body, and sprayed out a blood arrow from his mouth.

The blood arrow came so fast, Taoist Youwei was rushed straight to the door before he could dodge it.

The body shield was shattered, and the blood arrow hit the forehead directly.

Then pierced through the forehead.

"impossible……"

Taoist Youwei was startled and angry, and with a shock of the long sword, he tried to shatter Lin Moyu's heart.

A black shadow flew out at a high speed, and flashed behind Taoist Youwei in an instant, and the sword light flashed off Taoist Youwei's arm.

Then the black figure spun around and came to Lin Moyu's side, sealed his heart acupoint like the wind, and fed him a pill.

"Mr. Lin, my master asked you if you know how to forge a sword."

Heiying asked: "If there is a sword-making method of the Heavenly Holy Sword, my master can save your life and protect your safety."

After the medicine melted away, Lin Moyu finally regained some sanity, and said in a hoarse voice: "Protect all the disciples of my sect..."

"can!"

Sombra's voice was calm, and he didn't think it was a problem at all.

"As long as you are under my lord's protection, no one will dare to trouble you."

"Liu Wuque, your reputation is not small, but your tone is even bigger."

A voice came with the wind, and when the voice ended, the figure had already come to him.

The masters of the four major demon sects have arrived.

Liu Wuque couldn't see his expression clearly with his mask on, but he immediately gave a clear answer by fleeing with Lin Moyu.

Can't beat it.

"You want to escape now?"

Tiansheng Gong Yuan Yiwu's figure suddenly moved, and flashed in front of the black shadow like a ghost.

Both palms are like wind and thunder, whistling and striking out.

Liu Wuque sighed, knowing that he couldn't get away with Lin Moyu anyway, so he had to throw Lin Moyu forward and fly out in an arc with his strength.

Yuan Yiwu saw a stern look in Lin Moyu's eyes, but he still regained most of his palm strength.

Lin Moyu is the one who wants it, he can't kill him.

In this split second, Liu Wuque had swept several feet away, throwing away the pursuers.

As a killer, one is good at sneak attacks, and the second is good at escaping.

Liu Wuque is one of the best.

"Unfortunately, I was run away by this guy."

"Can't run."

Yuan Yiwu looked strange, seemed to be a bit lonely, and said with a smile: "Mr. Sleepless has come in person, no one can escape."

As soon as he finished these two sentences, he saw a large number of ivy suddenly appearing around Liu Wuque, who had escaped for more than a hundred feet.

Those green vines seemed to be living things, and they bound Liu Wuque tightly in a blink of an eye.

A black shadow appeared in front of Liu Wuque, gently grabbing Liu Wuque's neck.

"Tell me everything about your master."

……

Liu Wuque appeared at the gate of Minghua Medical Center on the back of the carriage.

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was so weak that he seemed to be heading west at any moment.

Yi Qingchen drove back the crowd of onlookers, frowning and looking at Liu Wuque's condition.

As the saying goes, 'blackening is five times stronger, whitewashing is weaker by three points'.

Liu Wuque changed from a killer to a guard, from the underworld to the white way, obviously much weaker than before, and was captured and tortured and then sent to threaten Yi Qingchen.

"One, two, three, four... My good guy, you actually got a full thirteen poisons and kept the poison in balance."

Yi Qingchen clicked his tongue and said with a smile: "This guy wants to test my medical skills, well, maybe he wants to consume my real energy and attack me when I'm weak."

Not enough to worry about.

Yi Qingchen drove away the apprentices, and brought Liu Wuque to the back hall to heal his injuries.

He also wanted to know who it was that sent Liu Wuque back.

Run the true essence to dilute it into true qi, and then send the true qi into Liu Wuque's body to absorb the toxins.

The man's poison was very strong, and any kind of outbreak would undoubtedly kill Liu Wuque.

Yi Qingchen had no choice but to infuse true energy continuously, wrap up all the toxins, and then eliminate them in one fell swoop.

Before he knew it, most of the day passed, Yi Qingchen was sweating profusely, and finally sucked all the toxins into his palm, and slapped it on the ground.

The ground was pitch black.

Liu Wuque jumped up and drew his sword violently, but failed.

His saber had long since been untied.

"Dog thief, if you have the ability to fight me head-on..."

Halfway through the talk, he realized that Yi Qingchen was standing in front of him, and after observing him a little, he understood what was going on, so he quickly knelt down and thanked: "Thank you, master, for saving my life."

Yi Qingchen waved his hands and said with a tired smile: "You are doing things for me, so it's only natural to save you, get up."

Liu Wuque stood up, and suddenly hit Yi Qingchen hard on the chest with both palms.

boom.

The sound was clear and loud, like a thousand weights colliding together.

Yi Qingchen was neither surprised nor angry, and said lightly: "Did you not eat?"

Surprised and angry, Liu Wuque made another hoarse sound like metal rubbing: "Who the hell are you?"

Yi Qingchen sneered: "You don't even know me, Yin Zhong, I'm thinking about your mysterious spells."

Spiritual power swept out, cutting towards Liu Wuque like a sharp sword.

The mental fluctuations exuding from Liu Wuque's body were no different from Yin Zhong's, obviously being "ghosted" by Yin Zhong.

"How smart!"

Liu Wuque let out a weird smile, and the abnormal mental fluctuations suddenly disappeared.

Yi Qingchen hastily stopped the spiritual sword to avoid beheading Liu Wuque.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden and extremely sharp wave of sword intent from behind, as if someone was stabbing himself with a divine sword.

……

laugh!
Unprepared to prevent Yi Qingchen from reacting in the future, he was pierced by the divine sword to protect his body's true energy, and then stabbed him in the back.

"It's this trick again..."

Yi Qingchen let out a sharp roar, and slapped her back with her backhand.

Yin Zhong came back and forth, and every time it was a sneak attack.

The radiance of the divine sword soared, and it staggered from the back with a swoosh, and slashed towards Yi Qingchen's neck in an arc.

when……

Two fingers clamped the edge of the Excalibur, and firmly controlled the Excalibur.

Yi Qingchen sneered, holding the Excalibur with his right hand, and rushed into the Excalibur with great power to expel the traces left by the previous owner.

"Coward, you don't even have the courage to fight me, how can you be my opponent?"

As soon as the words fell, several cold lights suddenly flew out of Liu Wuque's body.

The distance between the two was too close, and Yi Qingchen was attracted by the divine sword, the cold light was too late to resist.

Hearing the chaos of bang bang bang, Yi Qingchen's body protection was broken, and several thin needles were pierced into his body.

He stretched out his hand and knocked Liu Wuque far away, and meditated with his eyes closed, trying to force out the thin needle.

"Does the Xuanyin needle feel good?"

The thousand-mile telephony sounded, with a hint of teasing.

Yi Qingchen snorted coldly: "Even if I got the Xuanyin Needle, do you dare to appear in front of me?"

"I dare not, but someone dares!"

Yi Qingchen opened his eyes, he sensed a large number of people rushing into the hospital.

"Hey, there are so many people who want to die!"

Yi Qingchen sighed and leaped to the door of the medical hall with his true energy.

At first glance, hundreds of people surrounded the medical center and were about to kill them.

Is it to show the enemy to be weak, or to show his strength to counter Yin Zhong's subordinates?

"kill!"

The leader pointed his hand, and the enemies rushed in like a tide, intending to start killing in public.

"Hey, let Yin Zhong live a little longer."

Yi Qingchen shook his head and sighed, holding the Excalibur to meet the swarming crowd.

The light of the sword is like the tide, and the energy of the sword is like the sea.

The four enemies attacked first, wielding their swords, chopping, cutting or stabbing, and cooperated with Yi Qingchen's strict direction.

But in Yi Qingchen's place, he didn't look at it at all.

Swinging the sword casually, the divine sword entered through the gap, easily cutting the necks of the four people.

Now that he has made a move, there is no need to keep his hand.

Yi Qingchen raised his sword to meet the coming Jianghu masters, chopping off people's heads like chopping vegetables.

In just a few breaths, dozens of heads rolled down from the door of the clinic, bleeding all over the ground.

The rest of the people stared dumbfounded and stopped in their tracks, showing fearful expressions.

Yi Qingchen hacked neatly, he didn't feel anything, but the people he chopped down were not ordinary people.

Those are all the elites of the four major demon sects.

It can be said that the elites of the four major demon sects were hacked to pieces by Yi Qingchen within a few breaths, and the vitality of the four sects was seriously injured, and it will take some time for them to recover.

"withdraw!"

Yuan Yiwu roared, turned his head and left.

The others quickly followed Yuan Yiwu as if waking up from a dream.

"Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, Yuan Yiwu, do you think Luoyang is your Songshan Mountain?"

Yin Hao led someone to block the way, and said coldly: "Master Yi didn't say anything, none of you can leave today."

"Just you?"

Yuan Yiwu sneered and said: "Yujian Villa has lost Yin Zhong, what kind of person are you, Yin Hao?"

"He's my friend."

A complicated expression flashed across Yi Qingchen's face, and he said lightly: "Those who want to live will kneel down and kowtow to make amends, and each person will receive 100 taels of life redemption money, otherwise they will give their lives to me today."

Yuan Yiwu was startled, the expression on his face changed drastically.

Ren from the four major demon sects grasped their weapons one after another, showing nervous expressions.

As long as Yuan Yiwu gives an order, they will fight to the death.

"Okay, I kowtow."

Yuan Yiqiu let out a loud cry, his legs softened and he fell to his knees.

Yi Qingchen leaped across the crowd and came to him in a flash, swung the divine sword and chopped off his head.

"You are late."

Yi Qingchen murmured: "I've changed my mind. If I let you go, everyone will think that I'm kind and deceitful. Wouldn't it be a big trouble?"

So you are still dead.

The sword light was so bright that it oppressed the sun.

Yin Hao couldn't help squinting his eyes when he saw the scene in front of him.

Miracle Doctor Yi, who has always presented himself as a kind person, is not just a kind person after all.

After a while, Yi Qingchen sat down in front of the medical hall, gasping for breath from exhaustion.

"Master Yin..."

Yi Qingchen said slowly: "Please help send these corpses to the mountain and bury them, so as not to cause a plague."

Yin Hao said: "Don't worry, the genius doctor, this matter is on me."

Yi Qingchen nodded, stood up leaning on his sword, and walked into the yard step by step.

Yin Zhong still didn't show up, this guy can really hold his breath.

"This is the Heavenly Holy Sword?"

Yi Qingchen raised the Excalibur in his hand and looked it over carefully, then couldn't help shaking his head.

Neither the sword intent nor the sword itself is at the level of the Heavenly Holy Sword.

Presumably it's a fake.

Yi Qingchen's expression moved, and he continued to refine the 'Feijian' with his true energy, wanting to establish a connection with Feijian.

If it is a fake, it is good news, it means that the other party has mastered the method of refining 'Flying Sword'.

All you have to do is grab it and it's yours.

After a while, Yi Qingchen let go of the 'Flying Sword', with a look of disappointment on his face.

Useless.

No matter how he flushed with his true energy, or even infused with spiritual power, he couldn't establish a connection with the 'Flying Sword'.

If the 'Flying Sword' hadn't been moved by remote control once behind his back, he would have suspected that it was an ordinary sword weapon.

pity!

Yi Qingchen raised his hand to make a knife, and slashed hard at 'Fei Jian'.

Directly split the flying sword into two sections.

Then he used the 'Fire Control Technique' to melt the two flying swords into molten iron.

This thing can be controlled remotely by someone, and it is like a time bomb by your side. Who can rest assured?
Liu Wuque returned to Yi Qingchen: "Master, this subordinate was careless for a moment and hurt the master's body, please punish the master."

"stand up."

Yi Qingchen said: "Please check for me what is going on with the four sects of the Demon Sect, and who is behind the scenes?"

After sending Liu Wuque away, Yi Qingchen went down to the secret room, finally showing signs of fatigue.

"The Xuanyin Needle is so powerful, it will go deep into the heart veins with the luck. The fault is because of my strong cultivation base, I'm afraid it won't be able to support it now."

Yi Qingchen sat down cross-legged, and used her kung fu to expel the Xuanyin Needle.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour...

As time passed, Yi Qingchen gradually entered into meditation.

From night to dawn, nothing unusual happened.

The technique of luring the enemy has failed.

Yi Qingchen pushed open the window and murmured in the morning light: "It seems that we still have to wait for Shuiyue Cave to open the door, and Yin Zhong, a coward, can't wait until the year of the monkey."

Before that, it is still necessary to establish forces to grasp more information and resources.

(End of this chapter)