Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect

Chapter 257 Ruthless and ruthless
Fan Qinghui dealt with the two dragons casually, focusing all his attention on preventing Yan Bugui.

Suddenly, an unparalleled sharp sword appeared in her perception, shooting towards her from a height of three feet.

Yan Bugui's person and sword have become one, and the astonishing sword energy tears through the wind and splits the clouds, making her feel alarmed.

Swish!
With exquisite footwork, Fan Qinghui suddenly pulled out from between the two dragons and flew several feet away.

boom!
Yan Bugui's 'Meteor from the Sky' followed closely and landed where Fan Qinghui had just stood, splitting a sword mark on the ground that was about ten feet long and more than half a foot deep, causing flying sand and rocks.

He did a somersault in the air, and after getting rid of the force of the shock, he turned over and landed, standing side by side with Shuanglong.

Yan Bugui frowned. This "Meteor from the Sky" attack killed Shi Feixuan and Qu Ao one after another. He didn't expect that he missed against Fan Qinghui today.

"Brothers, it's time to fight. Let's dig out our trump cards." Yan Bugui took a deep breath, and the vortex of true energy in his dantian immediately increased in speed.

The two dragons also condensed their Qi and moved their skills, and the vortex of true Qi opened majestically.

The three of them simultaneously used the mental technique of "plundering the world" and planned to fight Fan Qinghui to the end.

Without thinking carefully, Yan Bugui came towards him with his sword.

Fan Qinghui's ears twitched slightly, and she heard the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the wind from behind. Yan Bugui attacked again, slashing the back of her neck with the Boqing Sword.

Fan Qinghui had reached the mysterious realm of "telepathy" and was keenly aware of the changes in the auras of the three people.

If she was not dealt with, the three of them would be at risk even if they opened the lid of the copper jar, let alone absorbing the relic energy.

At the same time, Xu Ziling drew his sword and stabbed Fan Qinghui in the back of the heart, but saw the opponent suddenly turned around and held the sword across his chest.

Dang~
The swords clashed. Even though Kou Zhong used secret techniques and doubled his power, his arms were still numb and he swung out with the moon in the well. Following the "pop" sound, his left hand palmed Fan Qinghui firmly.

Hey~
The Houde Sword hit the ancient sword's spine impartially, and the strong force caused the sword to bend.

With a sonorous sound, the two swords clashed, sparks flying.

Xu Ziling responded decisively and followed the sword, forcing Fan Qinghui to kill him.

Kou Zhong grunted and slid his feet a few feet away from the ground. He was so uncomfortable that he almost spurted blood.

Fan Qinghui took advantage of the momentum to pursue him, and his left palm slammed into his chest.

The two dragons followed closely from both sides, striking directly at the vital point with fierce swords and dangerous swords.

Almost at the same time, Yan Bugui showed a ruthless look on his face, raised the sword finger of his left hand upwards like lightning, and then flew backwards under Fan Qinghui's palm.

laugh!
With the sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and blood, Fan Qinghui's charming face turned pale and she lowered her head in disbelief.

"What a great opportunity! Master Ling." Kou Zhong shouted. Most of his internal injuries had been healed by Changqi. The yellow sword light in his hand reappeared and he rushed straight towards Fan Qinghui.

Fan Qinghui made a wrong step and turned around to avoid the Boqing Sword in the back. The ancient sword in his right hand swept across Jing Zhongyue, and his left palm struck Kou Zhong's chest with all his strength.

Yan Bugui's right arm shook violently, and the Huqing Sword was immediately released, spinning and flying high into the sky, causing the middle door of his chest to open wide.

Fan Qinghui stood up from the ground, jumped over his head, and landed behind him.

A long and narrow wound appeared on her left rib to right shoulder, and bright red blood seeped out from the broken clothes.

Before he could be happy, the ancient sword suddenly straightened, and an irresistible internal force penetrated the Houde sword and immediately launched him several feet away.

She listened to the wind to identify her position, turned around and swung her sword, using the second sword of the Nine Swords of the Other Side, 'Round Tool Self-Sufficiency'.

Fan Qinghui moved his fingers with his left hand like flying, and tapped acupuncture points on his chest to stop the bleeding. His body flew back like a lotus leaf in the wind.

at the same time.

Yan Bugui, who was knocked away, had not yet landed when a thin white whip suddenly flew out of the sleeve of his right hand and caught the Boqing sword in the air.

Whoosh!
Yan Bugui rounded his right arm and swung it suddenly. Driven by the Dingshi Whip, the Boqing Sword went straight towards Fan Qinghui and shot through the air.

The cold light, like lightning, flew past Shuanglong's eyes. Yan Bugui's invisible sword energy made the wound on Fan Qinghui's chest deeply visible.

Under the severe pain, his mind was slightly distracted, and his body skills were also greatly affected. Suddenly, she felt a sharp gust of wind blowing towards her face, and immediately she felt a bone-chilling chill in her chest.

Silently, the Boqing Sword had passed through her chest and reached the hilt.

"Uh~" Fan Qinghui stumbled to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth. He looked along the long whip wrapped around the hilt of the sword, and saw Yan Bugui breathing heavily ten feet away and slowly walking towards her.

"I didn't expect it." Yan Bugui mocked: "You Cihang Jingzhai people will die at the hands of men one day."

"You, pfft-" As soon as Fan Qinghui finished speaking, Yan Bugui suddenly whipped out her long whip and pulled out the Boqing Sword, causing her to vomit blood again.

With his heart already crushed by the sword energy, Fan Qinghui's eyes dimmed, and his body fell to the ground weakly, dying.

"Oh my god!" Yan Bugui let out a long breath and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and wipe the sweat from his forehead, feeling relieved.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were also relieved and came to his side. They looked at Fan Qinghui's body with inexplicably complicated expressions on their faces.

The leader of the righteous path of martial arts was just killed by them? ? ?

This dreamlike and unreal feeling had appeared once before when Concubine Jue Shixuan died, but it was even stronger now.

Kou Zhong suddenly asked: "Brother Yan, what did you mean by what you just said?"

Yan Bugui said: "The women of Cihang Jingzhai are all as beautiful as gods, and with the unique temperament given to them by the Cihang Sword Code, from Fan Qinghui to Bi Xiuxin to Shi Feixuan, every generation of descendants has traveled the world. Every time, they will attract countless men to fall in love with them.

Neither good nor evil could bear to harm them, and even characters like the Evil King Shi Zhixuan were not exempt from vulgarity.

Cihang Jingzhai's aloof attitude was cultivated by these people. "

"That's why I have to say 'submit' to you, Brother Yan." Kou Zhong tutted and said, "You actually kill such a peerless beauty at your own word. I'm really ashamed of myself."

Yan Bugui sighed and lamented: "With two important characters missing from Cihang Jingzhai in a row, I seem to be going further and further down the road of being a big devil."

"Hey!" Kou Zhong said with a smile: "If you think this is not good, then kill two more people from the Demon Sect. This will balance things out. I think Witch Zhu and Witch Wu are good candidates."

Yan Bugui raised his eyebrows: "What you said really moved me a little bit."

"Can you please dream about it later?" Xu Ziling said: "According to Brother Yan, there are many people in the martial arts who are in love with Fan Qinghui. If we kill her now, will anyone come to trouble us?"

"So we have to improve our strength as soon as possible." Yan Bugui walked back to the bonfire and reopened the copper can: "Without further delay, let's start now."

He cleaned the mercury on the Evil Emperor's relic, held it in his hand and said, "Let me clean out the evil spirit inside first."

After saying this, Yan Bugui activated the spiral true energy to input the Evil Emperor's relics.

In an instant, the true energy connected with the relics!

The lifelong skills derived from the evil emperors of the demon sect poured into Yan Bugui's body like a river bursting its embankment. Immediately, his mind was filled with fantasies, as if countless evil ghosts were seeking his life.

Fortunately, his body had been transformed by He Shibi. At the same time, he silently recited the Bingxin Jue, guarded the Qingming Festival on the spiritual platform, and then ran the "Unloading Zi Jue" with all his strength, passing the boundless evil energy in the relics into the ground through the meridians.

In a moment, within a ten-foot radius centered on Yan Bugui's feet, frost spread all over the place, turning it into a vast expanse of white.

When Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were in it, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and the chill was overwhelming.

A moment.

Yan Bugui recovered from his statuesque state.

"Okay."

Then, the three of them sat cross-legged.

Yan Bugui held the relic in his hand, while Shuanglong was behind him, each extending a palm to hold his shoulders.

(End of this chapter)